Raising Wolves

The courtiers were choked up by the little emperor's near-rogue statement and were unable to refute.

It is a fact that the walls of the imperial mausoleum were washed away by the rain. Ning Juan dared to speak out about his ancestors. Would they dare to question his ancestors?

For a moment, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and both the Guards and the Royalists fell into silence collectively.

The atmosphere in the hall was weird for a while.

On the contrary, Wei Herong thought it was very interesting, smiled playfully, and raised his glass to Lu Qing who taught well: "Teacher Lu has devoted himself to teaching His Majesty these years, so please give me a toast."

Lu Qing was in poor health, and he shouldn't drink meat or alcohol. Ning Juan's face darkened, and he wanted to speak immediately.

Lu Qing threw a sharp look at him, told him to shut up, and then turned his head to meet Wei Herong's eyes.

The moment their eyes met, Lu Qing suddenly felt a strange feeling.

It was as if Wei Herong knew that he and Ning Juan were not as harmless as they appeared on the surface.

But I found it very interesting, like a cat teasing a mouse, looking down at them struggling between their palms.

——Wei Herong, you are really wrong.

This is the little tyrant Ning Juan who beat the protagonist in the original text.

Lu Qing pursed his lips silently, and calmly raised his glass in return: "Wei Shoufu speaks seriously, you have worked so hard to help His Majesty, and you have brought the book back to the house to deal with it. Lu is very moved, and I should toast you."

After drinking a glass of cold wine, Lu Qing realized that this body really shouldn't drink alcohol.

The hot alcohol rushed from the stomach to the throat, and the face and neck were hot from the steam, and the top-heavy feeling fell into the clouds.

Unexpectedly, this body's capacity for alcohol was so bad, Lu Qing could only force himself to sit back calmly, breathing a bit heavily.

He was wearing a mask, and no one could tell that his expression was different.

Fortunately, it was just a burning sensation in his stomach, and his consciousness was still not confused. Lu Qing was worried that he was really drunk, so he sat still and drank a few cups of tea, trying to sober up.

As a result, I didn't wake up from the wine, but because I drank too much tea, I wanted to go to the toilet a little bit.

Lu Qing blinked hard, tried to control his lower limbs, guessed that he should be able to move normally, then slowly got up, asked the little eunuch behind him for directions without any abnormality, and exited the hall steadily.

Ning Juan's gaze was always on Lu Qingze's body vaguely. Seeing him leave, he forcibly resisted the urge to follow, and tapped the table absently.

He was tired of dealing with these hypocritical courtiers.

There is only Lu Qingze in the world who looks at him with sincere, bright and gentle eyes.

The little eunuch who led the way for Lu Qingze was specially arranged by Ning Juan to follow around, while Lu Qing came out, and the little eunuch was still waiting outside.

The atmosphere in the hall was dull, and it was inevitable to make false claims with others for a while. Lu Qing was still a little heavy-headed. He wanted to clear himself up and not rush back. He waved his hands and said, "I'm outside to get some air. You should go back first."

The little eunuch said cautiously: "Your Majesty has ordered your servants to follow your lord closely."

Probably because he was afraid that something would happen to Lu Qing.

Lu Qingze's first thought was "what else can happen in the palace", but after thinking about it, maybe something will happen in the palace, so he didn't chase anyone away and started walking slowly.

It just doesn't work.

After walking for a while, not only did the groggy feeling not go away, but the accumulated alcohol slowly climbed up instead.

Lu Qingze's mind became more and more confused, and he couldn't tell what night it was for a while, but he still walked steadily, with a graceful and calm demeanor, without any trace of drunkenness.

He stood in the middle of the garden in a daze, staring at the blooming red roses in front of him with his hands behind his back, in a daze.

Is Taifu Lu contemplating and analyzing the current situation in the court?

The little eunuch held his breath and looked at Lu Qingze in admiration, not daring to disturb him.

At this moment, footsteps approached.

The little eunuch was quite skillful, and immediately turned his head when he heard the sound, his heart trembled, and he reminded loudly: "This servant has seen Wei Shoufu."

Lu Qingze's thinking slowed down a bit, and he caught the key words. The sense of crisis hit him, and his mind suddenly cleared up. He turned around slowly with his hands behind his back. Sure enough, he saw Wei Herong, and nodded calmly: "Shoufu Wei also came out to breathe?"

Others can't see Lu Qingze's real situation, but Wei Herong's eyes are very vicious, and he half-closed his eyes: "Master Lu is not in good health, since he is drunk, he shouldn't hold on."

There seems to be a deep meaning in the words.

Lu Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lightly: "Thank you, Chief Assistant Wei, for your concern. No matter how bad Lu is, it's okay to last a few more years."

Wei Herong was also persuaded to drink a lot in the hall, probably a little drunk, and he didn't look as arrogant and vicious as usual, he didn't look like he was looking for trouble, instead he smiled: "Why be so hostile."

He fiddled with the red roses that were in full bloom, and said leisurely: "Seeing Mr. Lu like this really makes people miss the past."

Wei Herong's past before becoming an official has been wiped out with almost no traces, but according to Jin Yiwei's investigation, Wei Herong should also be a direct minister after he passed the examination.

It is not uncommon for this kind of person who was diligent and conscientious at the beginning, but then hit a wall everywhere, and became too many treacherous and evil people.

Lu Qing tilted his head: "Oh? Lord Wei used to be very similar to me?"

Wei Herong evaded and didn't answer: "When you are a student in the world, who is not full of enthusiasm when you take the exam for fame?"

Lu Qing was blown by the wind so that half of his body was so cold, he couldn't help the itching in his throat, coughed a few times, feeling dizzy before his eyes: "What happened next?"

Wei Herong placed his hand on the entwined flower branch, and suddenly with a little force, he unscrewed the gorgeous flower bud.

The red roses in full bloom silently hesitated, the little eunuch's eyelids twitched violently when he saw it.

He wrote lightly: "It's not worth it."

After talking, don't say more, just turn around and leave.

Lu Qing rubbed his throbbing forehead, remembering what Ning Juan told him before, about the tragic battle that Duke Wu fought in Mobei more than ten years ago.

It was Wei Herong, together with other officials, who sent Mobei a glimmer of life.

As soon as Wei Herong left, his tense spirit relaxed, and he rushed forward drunk again, breaking up his thoughts.

Lu Qing could hardly tell the difference between south, east and north, so he said in a dizzy and weak way: "Trouble, take me to find a pavilion to rest for a while."

If he didn't find a place to rest for a while, he was afraid that he would really pass out from drunk.

The little eunuch finally saw that he was not feeling well, so he responded quickly, and led Lu Qing onto another cobblestone road.

I didn't want to walk a few steps, but was called out again in surprise: "Teacher Lu!"

……here we go again!

Lu Qing called for help in his heart, and looked over bewilderedly. He was a middle-aged man who didn't look familiar.

The other party cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Lord Lu, I didn't have a chance to say hello in the hall just now. It's been a long time since I saw you."

Lu Qing's mind was in a mess, but not only did he not go crazy after being drunk, he was also very quiet and calm, and he was even able to communicate with others as he deserved, so he calmly said "um".

The other party talked a lot again, but Lu Qing listened with difficulty, as if expressing his admiration for him, so he nodded with a modest smile.

What champion?But he is indeed the provincial champion.

The other party praised his daughter again: "At the banquet just now, Master Lu saw the little girl? The little girl is sixteen years old, haha, I'm not boasting, the little girl is proficient in everything, and she looks good..."

Lu Qing was so drunk that he had no impression of this lord, let alone his daughter, but he still nodded with dignity: "Qianyuan is indeed very beautiful."

With Lu Qingze's approval, the other party was even more excited: "Master Lu is in his twenties this year, and the house is still so deserted... My little girl is waiting in her boudoir and has admired Master Lu for a long time. If I can marry Master Lu good..."

Lu Qing was affected by alcohol, and his thinking was a little slow. It was only now that he heard the key points that he suddenly realized.

It turned out to be a wedding invitation.

After urging the students to urge the teacher, this is Daqi Dating Agency.

He was a little ironic, and was about to refuse, when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

At some point behind him, a line of sight fell, which was so hot that it almost pierced him.

Then his waist suddenly tightened, and he was hooped around the waist, and he was pulled back vigorously.

The face of the minister who had been rambling for a long time changed, and he quickly saluted: "My humble minister sees Your Majesty."

Ah, is it Guoguo?

Lu Qing turned his head with a smile on his lips, and was taken aback for a moment.

The boy behind him was a little different from what he remembered.

Under the moonlight, light and darkness intersect, in front of him, the little emperor always looks like a coquettish dog. At this moment, his face is hidden in half-brightness, his noble and handsome face is cold, his outline is tight, and his eyes are thin. Vicious color.

Like a wolf whose head can bite off the fragile neck of the enemy, it shows its sharp claws and fangs, full of aggression.

Ning Juan stared coldly at the sweating minister opposite him: "Have you finished?"

Lu Qing didn't say a word, and waited for the minister to leave in a hurry before frowning and hissing softly.

The hand around his waist was too strong.

It hurt him so much.

Ning Juan didn't seem to realize it, and looked down expressionlessly, his face was completely sunk in the shadows, only his eyes were as sharp and cold as wolves, and he asked softly, "Teacher likes Mrs. Zhou's daughter, and wants to get married?" gone?"