Raising Wolves

Chang Shun shrank his neck sadly, not daring to take up the topic: "Your Majesty, that secret letter...do you want to read it?"

Ning Juan carefully drew the bed curtains, moved away from the canopy bed, and then lowered his voice: "Yeah."

Seeing that Ning Juan was so careful, Chang Shun also held his breath, stepped forward on his feet, and respectfully delivered the letter to Ning Juan.

Ning Juan opened the envelope and glanced at it.

It's a letter from Beijing.

The letter explained all the big and small things that happened in the capital recently, and besides that, there was another piece of news.

Tomorrow morning, the court disaster relief team led by Fan Xingyan will arrive.

In this way, before the reconstruction and restoration of the right side of the river, the victims will no longer have no rice to eat. After the river embankment is built and the epidemic is solved, the basic stability can be restored.

Ning Juan twirled the letter paper, drooping his eyes in meditation.

In a few days, it will be the anniversary of his mother's death, and he wants to return to Jiangsu and Zhejiang before that.

Before that, the matter had to be handed over to Fan Xingyan.

Jiangyou's chronic illness cannot be eradicated overnight. After he leaves, the government officials, gentry and wealthy businessmen who seem to be honest now will not be so easy to talk to.

But that was all Fan Xingyan's business.

If he can't even handle this matter well, it will prove useless.

But before leaving, there are still things that need to be dealt with...

Just as he was thinking about it, a corner of the hanging bed curtain was suddenly pulled aside by a long and white hand.

Lu Qing showed half of his face, looking sleepily: "Why did you get up again?"

Hiss, it's over.

What a wake up call!

Chang Shun didn't know whether it was more serious to wake up Lu Qingze, or to interrupt His Majesty's good deeds, but to no avail, he silently shrank aside and faced the wall by himself.

Ning Juan gouged out the back of Changshun's head, turned his head and frowned, with a smile on his lips: "Has the teacher been woken up? Just received the news that Fan Xingyan will arrive at Jiangyou tomorrow."

Lu Qing narrowed his eyes and yawned a little: "Finally here? The situation on the right side of the river is so tidy that you can take care of rice chickens. After the handover, go back to Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

Ning Juan listened to his narrow words, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Lu Qing slowly closed his collar and sat up, thinking about it.

Ning Juan's mother's death day is coming soon, and he will accompany Ning Juan to pay respects.

The little guy should stay there for a few days. At that time, he will find an excuse and sneak back to Lin'an Mansion alone to meet the protagonist Duan Lingguang. If there is nothing serious, he can return to the capital.

During the time they left, the Guards should have been making a lot of noise in the capital, and it was time to go back.

Came back to his senses, Lu Qing rubbed his eyes again, found Changshun facing the wall, and said in surprise: "Why are you Changshun? Changshun, don't face the wall, turn around."

Hearing Lu Qingze's voice, Chang Shun silently turned around with a guilty conscience.

Ning Juan squinted at Chang Shun, with a three-point warning in his smiling eyes.

Changshun waved his hand dryly: "No, it's nothing, this servant is here to deliver a secret letter, and report back to His Majesty by the way, Commander Zheng has sent someone to the sick center to find out, and Chen Xiaodao has also returned."

Lu Qing raised his eyebrows, not quite believing it.

But Chen Xiaodao is more important than exploring what happened when he fell asleep.

"Where is the knife man?"

Chang Shun had already guessed that Lu Qing would want to see Chen Xiaodao, so he bent down and said, "Chen Xiaodao is waiting outside the yard."

Lu Qing looked out: "Take him in quickly."

Although Chen Xiaodao had been in contact with Lin Xi, being imprisoned for so long was obviously the selfishness of Ning Juan, a bastard.

Ning Juan guessed what Lu Qingze was thinking, and pursed his lips in displeasure.

He was so anxious and suffering a few days ago, how could he have the heart to teach Chen Xiaodao a lesson, he just forgot about him.

Chen Xiaodao quickly entered the room, and first bowed to Ning Juan.

Turning his head again, he saw that Lu Qing was sitting there intact and awake as usual, his eyes were wet, and his voice choked up when he rushed over: "Master!"

He has been by Lu Qingze's side all the time, and has seen him fall into a coma countless times, but this is the first time that it was as serious as this time, and he was so panicked.

Fortunately, Lu Qing is fine.

Lu Qing touched Chen Xiaodao's head: "I'm fine, have you been wronged in the resettlement center?"

Seeing that his face looked better, Chen Xiaodao shook his head sillyly: "No, everyone takes good care of me."

Although Ning Juan felt like he was stuck in his throat, he would not intentionally torment Chen Xiaodao, and he was the person next to Lu Qingze, so naturally no one would treat him badly, and he stayed well in the resettlement house, getting along like a fish in water.

I just miss Lu Qingze very much.

Lu Qing noticed that Ning Juan's faint eyes were sweeping over his hands, and seemed very dissatisfied with him comforting Chen Xiaodao so much.

He glanced sideways, his eyes stern.

Ning Juan exchanged a glance with him, and aggrievedly withdrew his gaze.

Still aggrieved?

Lu Qing decided not to touch the little bastard's head for three days.

Chen Xiaodao was very excited and didn't notice Ning Juan's silent dissatisfaction. He chatted non-stop around Lu Qing: "The disaster victims in the resettlement center are very grateful to His Majesty and Young Master. It’s the Longevity Card for Zigong.”

Lu Qing listened to him with a smile and echoed from time to time.

Ning Juan was like a puppy whose bones were being stared at, he was furious, but he had no choice but to stay on the sidelines and get angry.

Changshun sweated hard for Chen Xiaodao, trying to save the situation: "Xiaodao came here in a hurry, haven't you eaten yet? It just so happened that our family didn't eat, do you want to come together? Master Lu just woke up soon, and he needs to rest more .”

Chen Xiaodao did come in a hurry, and only after hearing Changshun's mention did he feel hungry: "Yes."

Lu Qing glanced at Changshun with a half-smile, not wanting to make Chen Xiaodao feel hatred, so he nodded and said, "Go and eat."

Chen Xiaodao was not as sticky as Ning Juan, so he laughed and followed Changshun happily.

Ning Juan's face looked better now.

Lu Qing really had a headache: "I just said a few words to Xiaodao, what about it?"

Ning Juan sullenly said, "I didn't say anything, and I didn't do anything, what did the teacher say?"

He is so good!

Lu Qing thought to himself, you didn't say anything or do anything, but you stared so hard that my back was going to smoke!

He picked up a cup of tea, took two sips, and didn't want to pierce Ning Juan's little thoughts: "I almost forgot to ask, how is the situation of Lin Xi and Miss Yu?"

"After taking Xu Shu's prescription, the fever has subsided today, and we need to observe for another two days." Ning Juan walked down the slope, and changed the subject with his usual expression, "The two of them were the first to take the medicine. If they can recover, Xu Shu's prescription can also be extended to other patients."

Lu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, even if Lin Xi wasn't a young man, he still hoped that he would recover soon.

A little later, the people Zheng Yao sent to the sick center finally returned to the government office.

Zheng Yao immediately led people to ask to see Ning Juan.

A few days ago, the sky above Ji'an Mansion seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of treacherous clouds. People passing by the small courtyard would even walk more lightly, not daring to disturb the dust, for fear of attracting the attention of the emperor.

Although Lu Qingze was the one who was sick, it was not easy for everyone.

When I heard that Lu Qingze woke up, Zheng Yao was full of thoughts: Hey, the savior has returned to the world!

However, His Majesty did not summon him, and he did not dare to take the initiative to ask for an audience.

Commander Zheng didn't have the opportunity to watch in the front row like Changshun did, but after this incident, he was keenly aware of the strangeness. His Majesty cared about Lu Qingze so much that it seemed distorted.

As for the deeper ones, he didn't think about it.

——After all, Lu Qing is His Majesty's teacher.

Once outside the courtyard, Zheng Yao stretched his neck and looked in, and saw the two people in the corridor at a glance: "Your Majesty, I beg you to see me!"

Commander Zheng is like a black bear, his voice is quite penetrating and full of energy.

Lu Qing turned his head and smiled: "Commander Zheng is here, please come in."

Zheng Yao led someone into the door, and secretly glanced at Lu Qingze from the corner of his eye.

After such an illness, the already thin person lost a bit of weight, and sat leaning on the railing, like a weak willow supporting the wind, covered with a layer of pale fragility.

Tsk, it's no wonder His Majesty looks like something.

Zheng Yao just glanced at it, coughed lightly, and pushed the person behind him out: "Tell me everything you saw and heard in the patient's clinic, without any falsehood."

Lu Qing folded his sleeves and looked at the person behind Zheng Yao, unexpectedly finding that they were familiar faces.

It was the Jin Yiwei Xiao Jin who was quite versatile when he went back to the den of thieves to rescue Ning Juan.

Xiao Jin knelt down on one knee to salute, lowered his head, and articulated clearly: "Your Majesty, although many infirmaries have been built outside the city, due to the large number of patients and the number of infected people is increasing every day, a patient hospital There were at least a dozen patients in the clinic, and the patients were lying on the narrow and hard bed, surrounded by weeping and moaning in pain."

Ning Juan's eyes darkened.

When he went to the patient clinic for inspection, the conditions were not like this.

The following group of people who have eaten the bear's heart and leopard's guts really dare to play this kind of trick in front of his eyes!

Didn't he feel that after he came to Jiangyou, he only locked him up and didn't kill him, and he was merciful?

Ning Juan's face was unpredictable, and he said lightly: "Continue."

Thinking of what he saw in the patient, Xiao Jin sighed silently: "The heat is so hot that things rot quickly, and so do people. Some patients' lower limbs have begun to fester without knowing it, which attracts flies and mosquitoes, and they are also sick. After the onset of the disease, many patients would vomit and diarrhoea, and there was a lot of dirt on the floor of the patient's place, and a strong stench could be smelled through cloth towels."

Zheng Yao felt a little nauseated when he heard it, and stared at the past: "Is no one cleaning it?"

Xiao Jin hesitated for a moment, looked at Ning Juan, wondering whether to say it or not.

Lu Qing pinched his twitching temples: "Just say what you want."

Xiao Jin still dare not say.

Ning Juan clasped his hands behind his back and looked down at him, his eyes were like a piece of frozen ice: "Say, I won't blame you."

"My subordinates heard the chatter of the officials in charge of the patient center. The original words were..." Xiao Jin swallowed, "'This little emperor was oppressed by the chief minister of Wei in the capital, so he came to the right of the river to show off his prestige, and he was tired of dirty work." Leave all the work to us, and earn a good reputation by yourself, and the other said, "This group of infected pariahs should die as soon as possible, so that the official will not be worried all day long."

The surrounding atmosphere was dead silent for a moment.

Ning Juan curled his lips coldly.

Zheng Yao's eyelids twitched wildly, staring at the stubborn Xiao Jin.

Let you say it as it is, do you really say it as it is? !

There are always people jumping and looking for death, but Lu Qing's brain hurts. He looked at Ning Juan who was expressionless, and felt that he should be going crazy, so he let out a soft breath: "It seems that someone dissatisfied with you, Your Majesty."

Ning Juan could still smile at him: "The teacher just woke up not long ago, and hearing these things hurts my nerves. I will go to the study to discuss with Master Zheng in detail. You should go back and rest first."

The tone is soft, but unquestionable.

Lu Qing was taken aback for a moment.

Why do you want to send him away and talk about it?

But Ning Juan usually would not object to the decision made by Ning Juan, nor would he use his status as a teacher to force Ning Juan to do something. He just felt lost for a moment, then nodded, not insisting on intervening: "Okay."

Seeing Lu Qing turned around and returned to the room, Ning Juan's face sank completely, he straightened his sleeves, went down the steps, strode out, and walked all the way to the study, before calling out: "Zheng Yao."

Zheng Yao and Xiao Jin have been following behind, and when they heard the call, they bowed their heads and responded: "Your Majesty, please order."

Ning Juan picked up two rosters from the table, opened them casually, opened and closed his thin lips, and seemed to be talking to himself: "I seem to have made them think that I am kind."

The tone was not cold, but there was an indescribable coldness in the ending, which penetrated directly into the scalp, which made Zheng Yao's eyelids twitch again.

Ning Juan glanced at the roster in his hand and threw it over: "Do what you should do."

A quarter of an hour later, all members of Jin Yiwei, who had been resting in the official office for a few days, were dispatched and flew out of the city on fast horses, trampling across the river with thunderous hooves.

In less than an hour, more than a dozen cruel officials who had fueled this natural and man-made disaster were brought out of the prison and put in shackles.

Zheng Yao rode a horse and dragged the dozen or so people all the way to Hongdu Mansion.

Although the people in Hongdu Mansion were not affected by the disaster, they lived in dire straits under the hands of local officials like Jiang You. When they found out that those who were dragged away were those officials who exploited themselves in a high position, the people suddenly boiled. The whole city was dispatched to watch and curse.

After a lap of horse racing around the city, these people were also half dead, almost out of breath.

Zheng Yao pulled him to the gate of the city, with a grim expression on his face: "You are corrupt, accepting bribes, neglecting your duties, in the fish and meat village, the crime cannot be punished - according to His Majesty's order, beheaded in court!"

The heads of dozens of people fell to the ground with a bang, and were hung on the city gate in a flash, with their heads hanging for a hundred days.

The people in Jiangyou had had enough of being oppressed on weekdays. Not only were they not afraid now, but they applauded and cheered, scrambling to watch.

The news quickly spread everywhere.

A few days ago, because Lu Qingze was seriously ill and Ning Juan was exhausted, he released some officials who were detained to coordinate with Jiangyou's affairs so as not to be burdened with redundant tasks.

Those who were dragged to Hongdu Mansion to be beheaded in court were all those who were not released at that time.

The rest of the people who were released and survived the catastrophe heard the news. In the dog days, a chill also rushed from the soles of their feet to the back of their heads, and they were sweating coldly. They didn't even dare to breathe too loudly, for fear that it would be a little heavier. The head has to be hung up accordingly.

Those who have not been released are naturally heinous.

The ones who were released should be... all right?

Everyone was thinking like the rest of their lives.

But very soon, Zheng Yao swaggered and led Jin Yiwei to arrest him.

Various government offices were emptied again, including Ji'an Outer Sick Center.

Everyone was trembling, thinking that they were about to be escorted to the gate of the city and headed for Huangquan Road. Unexpectedly, they were not taken to Hongdu Mansion to beheaded, but instead were taken back to the Ji'an Mansion Office, where they knelt down to see him through the door. the Holy Grail.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but at the same time, there was some hope in their hearts.

Could it be that His Majesty summoned them for questioning, and there is still a glimmer of hope?

Ning Juan leaned back on the chair, and in front of him was the roster of the officials kneeling in the yard, which listed their names, official positions, and their life achievements. Except for Jin Yiwei's investigation, the rest came from several major merchants he had seen before. And torture confession in prison.

He picked up the vermilion pen, without meaning to waste any nonsense, and lightly crossed out the first name: "Cheng Yuexiu."

There was a sound of long knives breaking flesh from outside.

Screams and exclamations followed immediately, and the sound of kowtowing and begging for mercy also sounded, and it was a mess.

Ning Juan didn't raise her eyebrows, and continued to cross out the next name: "Zhu Wei."

"Yao Mao."

"Bu Bin."

"Gui Yuping."

……

Zhu Bi strokes out the names, and reads out the names one by one. The roster in front of him is like a book of life and death, and the voice of the young emperor becomes a reminder.

The room was so quiet that a needle could be heard, and the screams and begging for mercy outside gradually subsided, falling into a long dead silence.

Chang Shun held his breath and waited for a long time. Seeing that Ning Juan was randomly flipping through the roster without speaking, he tentatively asked, "Your Majesty, is it over?"

Ning Juan said "hmm" and put down the ink brush.

The teacher told him that when the water is clear, there will be no fish. If they kill all of them, Jiang You may also be paralyzed.

Just trim some rotten leaves.

The blood of dozens of officials spilled down this time was enough to dye the bloody shadow on the head of the local officials in Jiangyou.

Not only Jiangyou's magistrates.

When the news spread, officials from all over the country would change their views on the cowardly and incompetent young emperor in the rumors, and would no longer dare to underestimate and neglect him, and the behavior of obedience and incompetence would be reduced a lot.

The rest of these will be dealt with again, and the punishment and relegation will all depend on merit and demerit.

There was no more sound coming from the room, Zheng Yao reckoned that it was over, shook off the blood dripping from the knife, and put on a fierce smile on his face: "Your Majesty finished speaking, are you still bowing down to thank you?"

Warm blood flowed all over the ground, gurgling like a stream, dyed the knees of the survivors, and mixed with their dripping sweat.

The rest of the officials couldn't stop shaking, as if it wasn't midsummer, but cold weather.

The nose is filled with a strong smell of blood, and if you turn your eyes slightly, you can see faces full of people lying on the ground, familiar or unfamiliar.

Everyone swallowed involuntarily, and kowtowed tremblingly: "My minister...thank you."

When they looked up again, everyone's face was covered with blood.

Zheng Yao looked at this group of dog officials who were usually doing harm to the common people with contempt, and dragged out his voice: "My lords, it's time to leave. Your Majesty is kind enough to allow you to go back and rest for half a day."

The sound of "mercy" fell into my ears, and there was an indescribable irony.

There were a lot of people when they came, and it was less than halfway back. They wanted to leave here immediately, but their legs were so weak that they could hardly get up. They finally helped each other up, thanked each other again, and limped back.

Zheng Yao snorted disdainfully, stepped over the corpse at his feet, and walked into the study: "Your Majesty, everything is done."

Ning Juan outlined several substitute officials, and closed the list without interest.

Zheng Yao had a great time killing, his blood was still boiling, and he asked excitedly, "Your Majesty, what are you going to do next?"

Ning Juan glanced outside, tossing and tossing all afternoon, the setting sun melted into gold, and the twilight merged.

He took the silk handkerchief from Chang Shun, lowered his head and wiped his hands: "It's getting dark."

Zheng Yao didn't react for a moment: "Huh?"

"It's time for the teacher to drink the medicine." Ning Juan said, "Notify the substitute official, clean up outside, and don't let the teacher know about it."

Zheng Yao suddenly looked solemn: "I know this, and I will definitely not let Mr. Lu know about it."

Mr. Lu is sick and weak. If he knows about today's bloody massacre, he will be the one who falls ill again.

Ning Juan hummed, and walked out of the study door in peace of mind, without even looking at the bloody patch on the ground.

Chang Shun didn't dare to look too much, followed Ning Juan, and left the study room in a hurry, the beating heart in his chest calmed down.

When approaching the courtyard where Lu Qingze was resting, Ning Juan's footsteps suddenly stopped, as if thinking of something: "Is there a bloody smell on my body?"

Do you still care about this?

Chang Shun took courage, stepped forward to sniff, and shook his head: "Return to Your Majesty, no."

Ning Juan lowered his eyes, and after thinking for a while, he still didn't go into the courtyard. He found an empty room and asked someone to bring him new clothes to change into, making sure that there was no trace of bloody smell, and then stepped into the courtyard.

Dinner and medicine have already been delivered, while Lu Qing was treated as a snowman by Ning Juan, and he was forbidden to move around, blow in the air, deal with official business, and even read a book. He was extremely boring. He listened to Chen Xiaodao talking about stand-up comedy all afternoon, Only barely survived.

Hearing footsteps in the yard, he knew that Ning Juan had returned.

Lu Qing counted in his heart for three seconds, and the tall and straight figure of the young man appeared at the door, smiling brightly at him: "Teacher, are you waiting for me?"

Lu Qing yawned a little, and said teasingly: "The kitchen sent a double dinner, it's His Majesty's order, how dare you not wait."

Changshun was very discerning, seeing that Chen Xiaodao hadn't reacted yet, he went up and pulled him and went out: "Xiaodao, Your Majesty doesn't like people serving meals, let's go down to eat too."

Chen Xiaodao felt that he was in a hurry and couldn't figure it out: "Oh, okay, are you hungry?"

When Chang Shun thought about what happened in the study, he couldn't eat, and said tearfully, "Yes, our family starved to death."

After the idlers left, Ning Juan was quite satisfied, cleaned his hands, and sat down to serve Lu Qingze: "I only ate half a bowl of porridge in the morning, and I heard that I didn't eat anything at noon. Teacher, eat more, it's good." It's fast."

Lu Qing has been ill for a few days, and he poured bowls of medicines, which made his mouth tasteless, and the dishes brought by the kitchen were bland. The lack of appetite is getting weaker.

However, under Ning Juan's worried and enthusiastic eyes, he still tried his best, picked up the vegetables and stuffed them into his mouth.

Ning Juan's eyes could not help falling on his lips again, recalling the soft taste of these lips, half-closed his eyes, and unconsciously licked the corner of his lower lip.

The little emperor had a strong sense of presence in his gaze, and Lu Qing noticed it when he looked over. After holding back for a while, seeing that the little bastard still didn't restrain himself, he couldn't help turning his head to look over.

Just in time to see Ning Juan licking the corner of his lips, his heart trembled inexplicably, as if his lips were getting hot.

It felt weird.

Lu Qing shook his head, waved away the weird feeling, and deliberately teased: "If you are greedy, eat by yourself, the teacher will not feed you."

As soon as these words came out, Ning Juan suddenly laughed again.

It was the kind of low laugh that resonated from the chest.

"Well, thank you teacher." Ning Juan looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and deliberately bit the word "eat", "I will eat by myself."

The author has something to say:

Lu Qingze: He is better at digging holes for himself.

Ning Juan: The teacher agreed to my marriage proposal (confirmation).