Raising Wolves

Lu Qing taught Ning Juan a few days in the palace.

Originally, he stayed for a few days at most, but because of Ning Juan's troublesome work, he stayed for another day.

When it was nearly dusk, Ning Juan reluctantly sent him out of the Qianqing Palace, trying to persuade him to stay: "Teacher, why don't you go back to the residence tomorrow?"

Lu Qing was helpless: "It's not that I won't come back, it will be your birthday in a few days, and I will come to accompany you then."

This child, every time we parted, it was as if we were parting from each other.

Ning Juan was a little relieved, and watched him sit on the imperial chariot without blinking, and stood there for a long time, until Chang Shun held an umbrella and raised it above his head, reminding him, "Your Majesty, it's going to rain", before turning around Back to the house.

Not long after, the sky was heavy and the wind and thunder were blowing. After a loud thunder, the big rain curtain fell down and fell outside the window with a crackling sound, creating a sense of coolness.

Ning Juan sat in the south study and opened the secret letters brought by Jin Yiwei.

Chang Shun went to make a pot of hot tea and came back. When he saw the five-color rope Ning Juan had been wearing all the time, he remembered Lu Qingze's words and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, this is the first rain after the Dragon Boat Festival. The five-color rope should be untied." Come down and wash away with the rain, can this servant take it out for you?"

As soon as the words fell, the young emperor's face darkened, and he raised his head to look at him, his dark eyes were icy cold.

Changshun is smart and quick to handle things. He has been with Ning Juan for several years, but he has never been seen like this.

He broke out in cold sweat immediately, vaguely aware of the crux of the matter, and hurriedly took out the life-saving talisman: "Yes, it was Taifu Lu who told the servant to remind you."

The cool and faint eyes shrouded him, and he slowly moved away after hearing these words.

Chang Shun still didn't dare to exhale that tone.

After a moment of silence, he heard the young emperor's low voice: "Bring a brocade box."

When the brocade box was brought, Ning Juan carefully untied the five-color rope on his wrist, and put it in carefully.

Changshun exhaled: "Your Majesty, are you putting it in the old place?"

Ning Juan turned his gaze back to the secret letter on the table, and said "hmm" without raising his head.

There is no progress in sneaking into the Wei Mansion, and there is no way to find out Wei Qiao's situation.

However, it rained continuously for several days before finding out the news about the Wei Mansion.

Chen Xiaodao grumbled and complained: "The weather this year is really weird, it's always raining."

Lu Qing frowned and looked at Xiaoxiao Xiaoyu who was resting outside.

For some reason, he always felt a little uneasy.

As if his worries had been fulfilled, in the afternoon, someone suddenly came to the palace and invited Lu Qingze to enter the palace to discuss matters.

Lu Qing would go to the palace to give lectures every few days. If Ning Juan missed him, he would sneak out by himself, or let Changshun invite him, and rarely send someone to invite him to the palace to discuss matters.

There is only one way this happens—the cabinet is quarreling again.

Lu Qing does not have a real job, but he is a genuine emperor teacher and the youngest number one scholar in the history of Daqi. When the cabinet had a lot of quarrels before, he was also asked to watch and speak.

Lu Qing didn't delay much, changed into court clothes, and got into the carriage.

Arriving at Wenyuan Pavilion, Lu Qing discovered that besides a few university scholars, the ministers of the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Households were also there. It seemed that there had been a few rounds of quarreling, and everyone had temporarily quieted down. Wei Herong was very happy and angry. To distinguish, Ning Juan was reading with a booklet.

It was quiet all around.

Lu Qing walked in in such a slightly weird atmosphere, and bowed: "My humble servant sees Your Majesty."

Seeing Lu Qingze, Ning Juan put away the slight impatience in his eyes, and smiled a little: "Teacher, get up quickly, and sit by my side."

Lu Qing was wearing a mask, facing the eyes of everyone calmly, sitting on Ning Juan's right hand, and looked at Ning Juan.

Ning Juan said at the right time: "How many people, have you made a decision?"

As soon as the words fell, the hall that had been silent just now suddenly became noisy again.

The first one to speak was the violent Fan Xingyan's father-in-law Feng Gelao: "What time is it, the south is suffering from floods, and there is an urgent need for disaster relief funds to build water conservancy projects. Human lives are at stake, and there is an urgent need!"

Mr. Xu Ge, who had been urging marriage before, was indifferent: "It is not yet known whether the Jiangyou flood is true or not. The governor of Jiangyou and the chief envoy have not handed over the paperwork. What is Mr. Feng Ge anxious about? Could it be that he wants to let Fan Are you going to receive credit for disaster relief?"

The minister of the Ministry of Industry bowed and said: "I think Mr. Xu Ge is right. The construction of water conservancy in the south costs a lot of money every year. It is not a time when floods are frequent, but the imperial mausoleum has not been repaired for more than ten years. This time the heavy rain is coming. , The broken wall of the imperial mausoleum is a warning from our ancestors!"

Another academician also opened his mouth, cupped his hands and said: "The fate of the ancestors is in the imperial tomb. Your Majesty, it is more important to repair the imperial tomb than the flood that is uncertain."

After listening for a while, Lu Qing also understood.

There was news of a flood in the south, but it was unknown whether it was true or not. It happened that the imperial mausoleum was also washed by the rain, and a wall collapsed. This group of people quarreled over whether to repair the imperial mausoleum first or allocate funds to go to the right side of the river.

Lu Qing quietly glanced at Wei Herong.

The old god Wei Herong was there, listening to the quarrel of the few people below, he keenly caught his gaze, and smiled at him, but there was no smile in his eyes: "I don't know what advice Lu Taifu has?"

Lu Qing frowned: "The Ganjiang area is indeed prone to flooding."

He remembered that in the original text, there were indeed frequent floods in Daqi.

The farmland was flooded, the plague spread, the people were displaced, and there was no food to eat. It was common for people to change their children for food. This was one of the reasons why the people rebelled.

At that time, Ning Juan in the original book was not yet in power, but he was blamed. When he gained power, he used strong means to repair water conservancy, but it was too late. The suffering people were conscripted to build river channels. .

When Emperor Chong'an was in power, he fanatically built many Taoist palaces. The national treasury was already empty and stretched from left to right. It has only been raining for a few days now, if there is really a flood, then you have to check carefully, where all the real gold and silver from previous years have been filled!"

Then there was another round of bullshit.

Lu Qing rubbed his temples: "Is there any news from Jiangyou?"

"Of course there is," Wei Herong said calmly, "Governor Jiangyou just sent me a note yesterday, saying that everything in the territory is safe and that the flood is mostly just rumors, nothing surprising."

Lu Qing paused for a moment, realizing the current situation.

Unless Jiang You's situation is figured out, Wei Herong is still the only one who can make the final decision.

But if Wei Herong knew that Ning Juan had someone who could call Jiang You to find out the truth, Wei Herong would not be so pleasant to them.

Most of the ministers discussing matters today are from the Wei Party. The voices of Feng Ge and his elders are not louder than so many people. The rest of them are trying to figure out what Wei Herong means, and they are not forgiving: "Your Majesty, the imperial tomb is of great importance. !"

Ning Juan was held back and refused to let go, his face turned cold, and finally he said: "The imperial mausoleum is of course important, so let's not be hasty. Yang Shangshu."

The Minister of the Ministry of Industry responded inexplicably.

Ning Juan and Lu Qing looked at each other, and Lu Qing nodded slightly in agreement, and said, "Since it is to build the imperial tomb, ask your people to draw up the blueprints, and let Taifu Lu decide."

Yang Shangshu was dumbfounded, and subconsciously looked at Wei Herong.

Wei Herong looked at Ning Juan kindly, and Ning Juan's eyes showed a bit of vigilance at the right time. After a while, Wei Herong cupped his hands: "Your Majesty's words are very true."

Only then did the others respond.

After arguing all afternoon, I can finally take a rest.

Everyone dispersed, and Lu Qingze and Ning Juan returned to Qianqing Palace.

It was not easy to talk on the road, and when he reached his own territory, Lu Qing said, "Has the news been delivered?"

Ning Juan endured it all afternoon, full of hostility, but facing Lu Qingze, his tone was still gentle: "I have asked Zheng Yao to send someone to deliver the news, and it just so happens that the Jinyiwei who went south can check the news by the way."

It's just that it's a long way from Yanjing to Jiangyou, even if you go fast, it will take more than half a month to go back and forth.

It has been rainy recently, making it difficult to travel, and the news may arrive a few days later.

Seeing that his eyebrows were still wrinkled, Lu Qing couldn't help stretching out his hand to flatten him.

Ning Juan liked Lu Qingze's calm and calm appearance, and obediently rubbed against his palm.

Like a fluffy puppy.

A little smile appeared in Lu Qing's eyes: "Don't worry, I will hold back the people from the Ministry of Industry until the situation is found out."

The next day, Lu Qing met the person in charge of the repair map of the imperial mausoleum.

It's an old acquaintance.

I don't know if Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry did it on purpose, but when Lu Qing saw Cheng Wenang, he almost laughed.

Cheng Wenang's face was quite foul, and he really didn't understand why the matter of the Ministry of Industry should be left to Lu Qingze to decide.

He has worked hard for so long, isn't it just to surpass Lu Qingze and make Lu Qingze look up to him!

But he couldn't disobey the orders from above.

With a stinky face, Cheng Wenang handed over the old imperial mausoleum repair map to Lu Qingze: "Let's take a look, Mr. Lu. If you have any comments, feel free to tell me."

Lu Qing smiled slightly, and Shi Shiran sat down. He was not in a hurry to look at the drawings, but first poured a cup of tea in a leisurely manner: "Master Cheng, please sit down."

After finishing speaking, he took a sip of tea, nodded and praised: "Nanyue Yunwu is indeed very fragrant, Mr. Cheng, please use it."

He was polite, but Cheng Wenang couldn't say anything, so he sat down and stared at Lu Qingze.

In fact, no blueprints were needed to build the imperial mausoleum, so the Ministry of Industry naturally chose to turn over the previous blueprints and show them to Lu Qingze, sorry that he couldn't say anything.

After calmly sipping a cup of tea, Lu Qing opened the blueprint, twirling the blueprint with jade-like cold fingers, flipping through it carefully.

Then his face darkened, and he slapped the blueprint: "It is very important to repair the imperial tomb, is the Ministry of Industry so perfunctory!"

Cheng Wenang almost spit out his tea: "???"

Lu Qingze's voice was as clear as pearls splashing down, and he always spoke in a calm manner, but now he spoke harshly, and his voice became cold, even though he couldn't see his face with a mask on, he felt extremely oppressed: "Your Majesty is very serious about the renovation of the imperial mausoleum. Take it seriously, the royal mausoleum is where the dignity of the royal family lies, and the Ministry of Industry dares to hand over such blueprints? Are Yang Shangshu and Master Cheng disrespectful to their ancestors like this!"

It's just a repair, why is it so serious, even showing disrespect to the ancestors?

Cheng Wenang was dumbfounded. With the big hat on, he couldn't refute a word. His face was blue and purple, and finally his face turned black: "...I know."

Two days later, it was raining lightly in Yanjing, and Cheng Wenang visited Lu Mansion again with brand new blueprints.

Lu Qing opened the drawing and stroked his chin: "I can see a little sincerity, but I still feel a little strange."

Cheng Wenang: "...what's so strange?"

Lu Qing pointed: "Here, and there, I can't say what is strange, but it is very strange, you can change it."

Cheng Wenang held his breath: "Understood."

Two days later, Cheng Wenang visited again with new blueprints.

Lu Qing frowned and sighed, "Oh, are you just so careless?"

Cheng Wenang frowned haggardly: "...I'll change it."

Two days later, Cheng Wenang visited with three brand new blueprints.

Lu Qing admired it seriously for a while, then raised his head with a smile: "Why don't you go back to the first version?"

……

Cheng Wenang finally broke out: "Lu Qingze, are you playing tricks on me on purpose!!!"

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Lu Qingze, Party A of the Great Qi: See the picture with a poor dagger.