Raising Wolves

When he woke up the next day, Lu Qingze was still dizzy.

It was as if it had been melted by the burning, and it was barely put together again, and the lips and the back of the neck were aching indistinctly.

He was really like a dog, he wouldn't let go when he was caught.

Lu Qing got up weakly, and then found that not only was his body refreshed, but the mattress that was messed up last night had also been changed at some point.

How could His Majesty need to change the mattress by himself.

Who replaced it?

Lu Qing closed his eyes.

Forget it, as long as he closes his eyes, he doesn't have to think about it.

When Ning Siyu came to Jixuexuan to study as usual, he was horrified to find that his father seemed to be bitten by insects even more!

Not only were there red marks from the bite, but also some bruises.

Ning Si bit his fingers and struggled.

He told Anping about it, and Anping smiled and said that his father was afraid of bugs, so he couldn't tell it in front of him.

Then... let's not talk about it?He is also afraid of bugs.

Forget it yesterday, why is Ning Siyue still staring at him today?

Lu Qing sensitively realized that something was wrong, and asked Ning Siyue to recite the book first, then found a finely polished bronze mirror in the room, and took a careful look at himself.

It was only then that he discovered that there were hickey marks full of possessiveness at some point where he couldn't notice. His complexion was already fair, and even a pinch would easily leave bruises, which would take three to five days to disappear.

The size of the neck is layered with layers of different shades. It doesn't take a few bites every night to stay.

In the past two days, he has seen people with a hickey on his neck like this.

"..."

Lu Qing took a deep breath and cursed in his heart.

Dog Emperor.

That night, His Majesty the Emperor, who was full of confidence, failed to enter Lu Qingze's room. It was not until those traces disappeared that Lu Qingze's anger subsided.

No one dared to comment on the fact that Ning Cong was arrested in the clan's mansion——Jin Yiwei found a secret poison unique to Shu in the Shu Palace that day.

It was placed in a dark compartment on the wall of Ning Cong's study room, and the secret poison was smeared on the assassin's knife that was assassinated that night. Seeing the blood seal his throat, his heart would be punishable.

The next day, Jin Yiwei received His Majesty's order to conduct a thorough investigation of the entire Shu Palace.

When several Jin Yiwei were searching, they found a brocade box on the head of Ning Cong's bed. They thought there was some treasure in it, and excitedly hugged it and ran to Zheng Yao: "Boss, look, we found something good. What kind of good things do you think will be in such a luxurious box?"

Zheng Yao stretched his neck and looked over: "Open it and have a look."

Jin Yiwei, who found the brocade box, opened the treasure box in front of a dozen people with a smile on his face.

Seeing what was inside, the scene suddenly fell into silence.

For the first time, Zheng Yao's evil face was a little distorted, and he laughed and cursed: "Go to hell, the good thing you found is yours!"

There was a burst of laughter around.

Everyone circulated it in shock, and felt that this thing was not easy to hand in.

Zheng Yao didn't know how to deal with it in the end. Because of this incident, the capital was in a state of ups and downs for a few days. Those who had been close to the king of Shu were all taken to the prison for interrogation, and they were very busy. , how can there be time to worry about the whereabouts of Ning Cong's treasure.

Once the assassin caught it, Miyagi's defense was a little looser than before.

Xinlu, the Chancellor of the Yousi Temple of Honglu Temple, is unremarkable in a capital full of talents. He is in his 30s, and he is only a sixth-rank official with a modest salary. In the old house, although His Majesty is vigorous and fierce, his life is still better than that of Emperor Chong'an.

Fang Xinlu is cautious, kind-hearted, and does not fight or grab. He has always gotten along well with his colleagues and is very kind.

So when entertaining the savage Tartar who was difficult to get along with and seemed to be able to eat people, the rest of the people simply pushed him out and made him responsible for communicating with the Tartar.

The left and right Fang Xinlu can also speak Tazi, and there are good reasons.

The capital has been quite chaotic recently, the Tatars stayed in the inn and didn't come out much, they were surprisingly cooperating with the court, now that the assassin chief envoy has been caught, the capital is hot, so the higher-ups sent some things to the inn to cool off the summer heat, and the hospitality was not good enough.

Naturally, Fang Xinlu was also in charge.

Fang Xinlu still smiled and did not refuse, and took the things to the inn with a peaceful attitude: "This is a cool summer item sent by His Majesty, everything is inside, the capital is hot, you can use it. "

Several Tatar envoys had been locked in the inn for many days, and they had grown impatient. Hearing that one of the bearded slapped the table, he raised his hand and splashed the tea on Fang Xinlu's face. superior.

These tartars dare to be so presumptuous in the capital, provoking Daqi's face!

The other people who came along with him hissed in their hearts. They wanted to say something, but they dared not speak up in front of such a group of tall and burly Tartars. What if they said something wrong, offended people, and destroyed the relationship between the two clans? , The blame still has to be carried by them.

Ulihan gouged out the bearded man pretending to be displeased: "I haven't apologized yet."

The bearded man shrugged, and casually supported Fang Xinlu: "I'm really sorry, my hands are shaking."

Fang Xinlu still smiled kindly, and wiped the tea off his face: "It's okay."

The rest of the people couldn't help but feel a little guilty and contemptuous at the same time, and felt that Fang Xinlu was cowardly and that Daqi had lost face.

When Daqi's people left, Ulihan opened the ice mirror that Daqi had sent, and took out a roll of parchment from inside.

It is the latest map of Daqi, which defines the latest border defense.

The person who was pouring the tea just now came to his senses: "Among the Daqi officials just now, was there someone contacted by the third prince? This is Daqi's defense plan?"

Ulihan didn't answer right away, but in his heart, he compared all the border defenses that he had found in the past few years, and most of the doubts in his heart were dispelled: "It's almost the same, send the map out of the capital immediately, and we will also Hurry up and prepare to leave Beijing."

Go back as soon as possible and take some action to catch Daqi by surprise.

Otherwise, when the emperor of Daqi finds out that something is wrong, this map obtained through trading will be useless.

Ulihan took the risk of coming to Daqi in person this time to observe what Daqi looks like today.

After investigating for a period of time, as he thought, after Daqi handled Emperor Chong'an Huohuo, he was damaged in all aspects. Old and frail, and doesn't seem to have much talent.

Now is the time for Daqi to cultivate his health and rest, and he is no longer the heyday of the past.

But it is also recovering rapidly.

Presumably, give the current Emperor Daqi another ten years, Daqi will not only be able to restore the glory of congratulations from all directions in the past, but also go to a higher level.

At that time, it will be too late to think about it.

Fang Xinlu went to see the Tatar envoy openly, and was wronged. No one would suspect that there was something wrong with him.

Everything looks so natural.

If Lu Qing hadn't left to send Xiaoxue that night on Qianyuan Festival, and eavesdropped on the string of Tatar words when he came back, it would have been difficult to send the fake map so smoothly.

After receiving the following news, Lu Qing was quite satisfied. Ning Juan came back from court and went directly to the study. Lu Qing heard footsteps, raised his eyelids, and told him about it by the way: "Fang Xinlu The fake picture has already been sent to Ulihan, and it is estimated that Ulihan will find a reason to leave Beijing in the next two days."

He sat on the table and chair of His Majesty the Emperor, using His Majesty's own pen and ink, his posture was quite relaxed, unlike before, he deliberately avoided it, and did not want to directly participate in too many political affairs.

Ning Juan watched Lu Huaixue's pleasing demeanor for a while, then stepped over, surrounded Lu Qingze with a chair from behind, put one hand on the table, leaned over to look, and said in a low voice, "Let me see .”

The tall and long-legged young man leaned over from behind, and the hot hormonal breath enveloped his whole body. The weather was already getting hot, but Lu Qing felt his back was burning hot, and he tilted his head: "...you let me, let me put it on." The seat is given to you."

His Majesty the Emperor pretended to be deaf and dumb, pretending he didn't hear it, glanced at the secret letter, nodded and said: "I think that blueprint is already on the way to Mobei."

Lu Qing was trapped in the armchair. In order to prevent Ning Juan from suddenly going crazy and biting him, he could only pull up his collar and cover his neck. After thinking about it, considering the plot of the original book, he still said: "Mobei sent a battle report last month, Wala is currently retreating to the defense line, but I think that Ulihan is likely to join forces with Wala, and we must take precautions in advance."

Ning Juan lowered his head and looked at him tacitly for a moment, without asking how he guessed this: "Okay, I will send an urgent letter to Mobei today."

Lu Qing lowered his eyes calmly, and opened a letter from Southwest, which recorded the recent movements of Jiaozhi and Shuzhong, and everything is still peaceful at present.

He pondered for a while, and asked: "By the way, I haven't asked yet, what kind of person is the prince of Shu?"

Ning Juan lowered his head, put his chin lightly on the top of his head, smelled the cold plum fragrance on his body, and satisfactorily enjoyed the feeling of holding Lu Qingze in his arms, and said casually: "Like the king of Shu, a cowardly and incompetent person Because of the scene of his brother being taken away by a tiger, he was frightened and lay sick for half a year, stuttering from fright, and his mind is not very bright."

If it weren't for the fact that he had no son, Ning Cong would not have treasured his son like this.

It is estimated that Ning Cong still wants to show off his power again, and give birth to as many children as possible in his lifetime. Unexpectedly, when he came to the capital, the tools for committing crimes were confiscated. No wonder he was able to say such words under his mental distortion.

Lu Qing was silent for a moment, and sighed sincerely: "It's really a dog father but no tiger son."

Ning Juan raised his eyebrows, turned his head, and rubbed the tip of his ear: "Is the teacher disliking me for not being strong enough?"

It was only then that Lu Qing realized that the radiation range was too wide. After all, Emperor Chong'an was nothing compared to the King of Shu.

Ning Juan obviously didn't care about being shot at, but just grabbed a word and used it as an excuse. The tip of his tall nose rubbed against the mole at the corner of Lu Qingze's eye, and whispered in his ear: "Teacher, I'm hurt, and I'll be with you at night." Sleep, huh? It’s been almost half a month, have you recovered?”

The scorching breath rubbed against the sensitive auricle, and the slight itchiness burrowed from the ear to the heart.

Lu Qingze's ears and neck are very sensitive.

He didn't know if Ning Juan had discovered this, that's why he always liked to rub the tips of his ears and bite his neck.

Obviously this "sleep" does not mean simple and simple.

Lu Qing's mind turned pale for a while, and his lips moved slightly: "It will hurt."

"It doesn't hurt." Ning Juan said quickly, suppressing the wolf-like glint in his eyes, and continued to rub against him, coaxing him like a big dog begging for pleasure, "I'm gentle."

Lu Qing drooped his eyelashes, and after a long time, the long eyelashes flapped lightly like butterfly wings: "...um."

Ning Juan suddenly looked forward to the arrival of the night.

Although he wanted to make more progress, if he pushed Lu Qing too hard, he would be kicked away. Ning Juan let go of him with a smile, and pulled a chair beside him to sit beside him.

After the scorching breath dissipated behind him, Lu Qing was a little unaccustomed to it. He paused for a moment, and resumed the topic he had just interrupted: "With the virtues of the father and son, who is using whom in their transaction with Jiaozhi?"

Ning Cong and Shu Wang Shizi didn't seem to be able to dominate, but they seemed to be played around by the cochin.

Ning Juan smiled and said: "It doesn't matter who uses whom. As long as Ning Cong is still in the capital, the middle of Shu will not move. With Jiaozhi's national strength, the princes of Shu will not dare to move, and Jiaozhi will not dare to invade."

That's right.

Lu Qing nodded, and waited until Mobei was settled, and then turned around to pacify the southwest, so that there would be no shortage.

——Just as Ulihan thought, Daqi founded the country with military force, but he emphasized civility over military affairs. The civil officials of several dynasties banded together to suppress military generals, resulting in the inferior military generals of each generation.

If it weren't for generations of historians who have produced heroes to guard the border, the Tatars would have broken through the border long ago and went south to kill them.

However, most of the military generals in the current dynasty are old, and there are not many young generals, but there are even fewer handsome ones.

Lin Xi, who is currently guarding far away in Mobei, is one of the few handsome talents who can guard one side.

It's just that the war in Mobei is okay, if there is another chaos at the same time, it will not be so easy to suppress.

The same is true of Daqi in the original book.

Although the main perspective of the original book is from the protagonist Duan Lingguang, it can be inferred from the description in a few words that at the same time as the war in Mobei, rebels gathered in groups from all over the country, and the tyrant in the original book has no one available to him, and only cares about it. Mobei, when I look back, the country is already in chaos.

Lu Qing thought of the fate of the tyrant in the original book, and was stunned for a moment, feeling a little nervous, and couldn't help reaching out to touch Ning Juan's hand.

Sensing Lu Qingze's touch, Ning Juan held his hand and looked over, with some doubts in his eyes: "What's the matter, Huaixue?"

Warm, warm and fresh.

Lu Qing blinked and smiled: "It's nothing."

This is his Ning Guoguo, his Ning Jiwei.

It's not the tyrant that everyone gets and punishes in the original book.

Lu Qing exhaled silently.

He didn't want Ning Juan to go to the battlefield at all, but he hoped that Mobei and Southwest wouldn't mess up at the same time.

Ning Juan felt that he seemed to have something on his mind, but Lu Qing seldom confide in his mind. No matter how anxious he was, he couldn't pry open Lu Qing's seemingly gentle and soft lips. He could only suppress his doubts and hold his lips. Hand: "By the way, something interesting happened in the court, I haven't told you yet."

Listening to his tone, Lu Qing narrowed his eyes: "Is it related to me?"

Ning Juan said slowly: "Recently there has been a lot of turmoil in the court, and someone mentioned the emperor's teacher again."

Mentioning the integrity, loyalty, generosity, and kindness of the emperor's teacher, and recalling the storm against the emperor's teacher almost four years ago, it has aroused many people's guilt.

This is not a problem, after all, Lu Qing showed up at the Qianyuan Festival, and many people saw him, and they inevitably thought of the "dead emperor".

But the problem is, there are some rumors again.

A wandering Taoist passed by the capital, heard the wind and waves, and counted with his fingers, saying that the emperor is not a human being in this world, but the stars in the sky who have gone through a lot of calamities. After the catastrophe three years ago, they have not achieved consummation, and they should come again .

It's amazing.

Lu Qing couldn't help but laugh for a while, and took a sip of tea: "No one will believe it, right?"

Hearing the first half of Ning Juan's sentence, he thought he was really a master of Taoism, and figured out that he came here from another world.

As soon as the second half of the sentence came out, I knew it was nonsense.

The corner of Ning Juan's mouth curled up: "Huaixue overestimated ordinary people in the world."

Does anyone really believe it?

Lu Qing was stunned for a while, but after thinking about it carefully, it was normal.

In this era, as long as it is difficult to explain clearly, it will be pushed to ghosts and gods.

Except for Ning Juan, who didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and Duan Lingguang, who came from another time and space like him, there was no one he had met over the years who didn't believe in them.

Even Chen Xiaodao was nagging occasionally, and today he yelled at this temple spirit, going to worship the Bodhisattva to bless him for a quick recovery.

It's not good to see him tomorrow, and I feel that the temple is more spiritual, so I ran to donate sesame oil money.

"Huaixue may wish to guess, who is building momentum and wants you to come back?"

Lu Qing knew without guessing: "Fan Xingyan."

He went out for a walk with Ning Siyue, and when he bumped into Fan Xingyan, Fan Xingyan guessed his identity.

At that time, seeing Fan Xingyan turn around and run away, there was no time to speak, so it turned out that he was planning this.

... I haven't seen you for a few years, but Brother Fan, who was a bit rigid back then, has learned this.

Ning Juan smiled slightly: "Fan Xingyan did a good job, I intended to use this method, it's just a little bit different from his."

"What are you going to do?" Lu Qing squinted his eyes and guessed three points.

"The teacher should have heard of it outside. Someone who has attained the Tao gave me a divination, saying that my fate is evil, and I need a person with a compatible fate in order to suppress the fate of the emperor and the fate of the country."

Lu Qingze: "..."

really.

As expected of His Majesty the Emperor, he can boast better than Fan Xingyan.

But after blowing it out like this, Lu Qing will "resurrect from the dead" again, and even marry Ning Juan, the shock will not be so great.

Ning Juan doesn't want the turmoil like a few years ago to happen again, this is the best way.

Ning Juan stared into Lu Qingze's eyes: "Would Huai Xue want me to do this?"

As long as he makes a sound like this, Lu Qing will be completely tied to him in the future.

He is willing to bet everything on him, and if he gets Lu Qing's sincerity.

Lu Qing was quiet for a while, hooked his fingers with him, and bent his pink lips: "Why not?"

Just as the two of them had guessed, a few days later, the feudal lord who had been ruled out of suspicion bid farewell to the capital and hurried back to the fiefdom as if fleeing for his life.

Immediately Wulihan went to the palace to ask for an audience, bid farewell to the emperor, and prepared to return to Mobei.

When Ulihan came to Qianqing Palace to ask for an audience, Lu Qing was also in the South Study Room, taking a close look at the actual Tatar ruler.

At the Qianyuan Festival before, Ulihan was defeated by Ning Juan twice, and he never entered the palace again, and secretly sent assassins—it was enough to see that Ulihan must take revenge, and he was not very generous.

However, before Ning Juan's face was broken, Ulihan showed a respectful and docile look in front of Ning Juan, and said with a smile: "I used to come to Daqi with my father when I was young, and now I come to Yanjing again, just like my memory It is as prosperous as in the city, and it is fascinating.”

Lu Qing's eyebrows moved slightly, and he vaguely remembered something, pretending not to know: "I vaguely heard that the third prince seems to have a Chinese name?"

This male empress of Daqi obviously holds an unusual position in the heart of Emperor Daqi.

Not only was he able to appear in the South Study Room, but he even interrupted. Seeing the emperor's appearance, he didn't intend to stop him.

Ulihan was quite surprised, glanced at him, and said kindly: "It was the late emperor who gave the name 'Xiu Yong', wishing to cultivate the meaning of Yongning between our two clans."

Ning Juan said "oh" indifferently: "Why did the late emperor give the third prince a Chinese name?"

Chinese names are not given casually, and they also bear the imperial surname.

At that time, Emperor Chong'an was still quite young, so he didn't get confused later.

Ulihan was silent for a while, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and he still smiled on his face: "Your Majesty does not know, my mother was a member of the court, with Tatar blood, and fell in love with my father at first sight. Married my mother, brought her back to Tatar and gave birth to me, and the blood of the Han people flowed on my body."

These words are somewhat reserved.

The truth of the year was that the Tatar old Khan came to Beijing for a pilgrimage, drank three rounds, wandered around the palace to let go of his alcohol, and ran into a beautiful court lady who could speak Tatar.

In the capital city, the old Khan was naturally upset, and when he was drunk, he thought he was back in the royal court, so he raped the maid.

After waking up, the old Khan realized that he had made a big mistake, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet, begged to marry the maid, and brought her back to Tartar, and then he regarded her as his shame and discarded her like a shoe .

This is another reason why Urihan was not liked since he was a child.

This is also a scandal, and it was still a matter of Gaozu's time.

Lu Qing guessed that Ulihan should have erased the details, and there were no written records left in the palace. The palace servants in the Forbidden City changed from batch to batch, so it's no wonder that Ning Juan didn't know.

In the original book, it is only stated that Ulihan's mother is of Han descent.

I didn't expect to have something to do with Daqi's court.

Lu Qing nodded thoughtfully: "I see."

There were too many gossips, and Ulihan was already getting impatient. He glanced at the emperor's throne, suppressed the heat in his eyes, and said the words he had prepared: "Now the grasslands are luxuriant, and it is the most suitable time for grazing. It's time for us to go back, this time in Beijing, thank you for your majesty's hospitality."

Ning Juan said very little, and only after hearing the words, he responded lightly: "Since that's the case, it's inconvenient for me to stay longer. After the third prince returns, I will greet the old Khan on my behalf."

Ulihan stroked his chest with his hands and saluted before leaving the study.

Not long after Wulihan left, King Jing Ningjing also came to say goodbye.

Throughout the birthday banquet until now, Ning Jing's attitude has been respectful, standing still, watching the development of the situation from the sidelines, and not intervening in anything.

Lu Qing knew the least about Ning Jing.

When he was traveling abroad, he went to Ning Jing's fief and stayed there for more than a month. Ning Jing's background was not good, and the fief was not big, but it was managed in an orderly manner and had a good reputation in the local area.

The reality of this person is unpredictable, the only thing that can be confirmed is that compared to Ning Cong, Ning Jing must be more difficult to deal with.

It's a pity that I couldn't find a suitable reason to detain Ning Jing. Attacking Ning Jing will only disturb the other feudal lords——Prince Jing is so respectful, and His Majesty even attacked him. How can the rest of them have a peaceful life? ?

Lu Qing felt a pity.

He always felt that Ning Jing would not be a quiet person.

As the Tatars left the capital, the vassal kings also returned to their fiefdoms, and the capital returned to calm.

The only thing that was lively was the news about the emperor's teacher from all walks of life, which gradually began to penetrate into the hearts of the people.

In June, after a long drought in Beijing, it finally rained for the first time after the Dragon Boat Festival.

When Lu Qing tried to cut off the colorful rope that Ning Juan had been wearing for a long time and threw it away, Ning Juan refused to follow suit. The handsome and handsome emperor hid his hands behind his back like a child, while Lu Qing held the scissors, not knowing what to do. You should be angry or laugh: "Hold out your hand, it's not like I won't make up for you next year."

Ning Juan said displeased: "What do those superstitious people do? It's just a piece of rope. How can they really pray for Najib?"

"It's just a rope," Lu Qing nodded, "so you stretch out your hand."

"..."

Ning Juan was held by Lu Qingze, and frowned as he saw the scissors approaching his beloved colorful rope. He couldn't bear to watch, when suddenly someone came outside in the rain: "Your Majesty, there is an urgent report!"

"The first one is the Mobei Express. The Tatars joined forces with Wala, and a [-] army raided the Mobei defense line."

first letter?

Lu Qingze paused slightly.

The dark guard who came to report was soaked, and the water dripped down. He knelt on the ground and handed over the well-protected urgent report: "The second urgent report is from the southwest."

"The son of the king of Shu united with the cochin, it's the other way around!"

Lu Qing's eyelids twitched, and the sharp scissors under his hand "clicked".

The colorful rope snapped and fell to the ground silently.

What he was most worried about still happened.

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