Raising Wolves

The chaos in Mobei was completely expected by Lu Qingze and Ning Juan, and everything was arranged in advance.

But the Southwest Rebellion was a little unexpected.

The King of Shu intends to assassinate the Son of Heaven, and the evidence is conclusive. Not only the King of Shu, but also his lineage will be implicated. The imperial envoy in charge of going to Shu just set off with an imperial decree a few days ago, and he is still on his way.

Even if the Prince of Shu got the news in advance and knew the situation of the King of Shu in the capital, according to his character, it was impossible for him to reverse so simply and neatly.

——Unless, this person is not as stupid and incompetent as the rumors say.

In the billowing cloud that was as thick as ink, cold electricity suddenly tore a crack.

Lu Qing was a little dazed, Ning Juan reached out in time, took over the falling colorful rope, held the broken rope with two fingers, and stretched out his hand to throw it away.

The cut braided rope was thrown far away, fell into the ditch, was washed away by the rain, and soon disappeared.

Lu Qing took a breath, put down the scissors, took two urgent reports, handed one to Ning Juan, and opened it to read.

The report on the letter should be written clearly.

Three days ago, Jiaozhi dispatched troops, and the King of Yundian, who was guarding the southwest, was caught off guard. He was betrayed by those around him, pushed down the city wall and fell to his death.

However, in a few days, the Jiaozhi army and Ning Cheng's private soldiers gathered and crossed Yunnan and Yunnan. They recruited troops along the way and forced the people to join the army.

The Southwest was already in chaos, but now it's completely chaotic.

The civilians were powerless to resist. Now that they heard the news of the rebels, they hurriedly fled to central Guizhou. However, the army in central Guizhou was weak, and they might not be able to hold out for long against Jiaozhi and the private soldiers of the king of Shu.

Ning Juan glanced at Mobei's report, then leaned over to look at the situation in the southwest, pondered for a while, and said in a low voice: "The Mobei victory report, the Tatar and Oirat armies have suffered a great loss, losing tens of thousands of troops, But Ulihan is not stupid, after suffering a big loss, he probably won't make a second mistake."

When General Shi was there, the Tatars and Wala became weak when they heard his name.

And now Mobei Shoushuai is Shi Xice, the son of General Shi.

Even the Tartars knew that General Shi's son had been lost for more than ten years before he was found, so naturally they would not be afraid.

Lu Qing calmly said: "The combination of Tatar and Oirat should not be underestimated. Even if Daqi currently has the upper hand, the guards in Mobei cannot be transferred."

However, most of the military generals in the court were old and frail, so it was inconvenient for them to march to the southwest.

Both of them knew this very well.

Ning Juan didn't hesitate much: "Huaixue, I'm going to conquer the Southwest and put down the rebels."

It is impossible for him to let the war in the Southwest go unnoticed.

Lu Qing opened his mouth, his mind was blank for a few moments.

He didn't want Ning Juan to go to the battlefield, but under the current circumstances, Ning Juan had to go.

The battlefield is unpredictable and dangerous. Even if he believes in Ning Juan's ability, Ning Juan's ending in the original book still casts a lingering shadow on his head, but there is no way to talk about those things.

After not hearing Lu Qingze's response for a while, Ning Juan looked away from the emergency report, only to realize that Lu Qingze was looking at him with a complicated look in his eyes, not as calm and calm as usual.

"What's the matter?" Ning Juan shook his hand, and found that it was cold, so he simply held his hand with both hands and didn't let go.

Lu Qing was quiet for a while, did not reveal those messy worries, shook his head and said: "It's nothing, the situation is urgent, call the cabinet ministers to discuss immediately."

The five cabinet ministers, the Ministry of War, the Secretary of the Ministry of Households and other important officials, as well as a group of generals, braved the cold rain and rushed to the South Study Room.

When he arrived, His Majesty the Emperor was standing by the window with his hands behind his back, looking towards the southwest.

Noticing that Lu Qingze was also in the South Study Room, everyone felt a little slanderous - the South Study Room is where His Majesty usually gathers all the ministers to discuss matters. Why is this vase here?

But in front of His Majesty, no one dared to say anything, and bowed in a respectful manner.

Seeing that His Majesty did not intend to speak, Fan Xingyan spoke carefully, and asked cautiously: "I wonder if Your Majesty summoned the ministers, what is the matter?"

Ning Juan then turned around and raised his finger slightly.

Chang Shun, who was waiting on the side, bowed and handed the two urgent reports to several cabinet ministers, and let them circulate them.

Seeing the above content clearly, everyone's expression changed dramatically.

They all know the internal situation of Daqi.

For a while, everyone looked at each other and began to discuss in a low voice: "Who has the ability to calm down the Southwest?"

"General Wei may have the power to fight."

"General Wei just suffered a recurrence of his old injury last month, and he is still lying in bed unable to move. I just visited Wei's mansion yesterday, and he doesn't feel much in his lower body. How can he go to the battlefield!"

"If Mobei can be calmed down sooner, maybe General Shi can..."

"Nonsense, not to mention when Mobei will be stable, even if Mobei is stable and repelled the Tatars and Oirats, there will be no defenders!"

"I have always heard that the son of the King of Shu and the King of Shu are in the same line, and they are all ordinary... I didn't expect..."

"Hey, just now I cultivated my health and rest, and the people settled down, but the war broke out again!"

Everyone discussed for a while with a headache, but they couldn't figure out who was the most suitable to lead the battle.

Even those veterans in the court, going to the southwest, will make people worry that their old bones will not be able to bear it.

Ning Juan indifferently watched the discussion of several people, and tapped his knuckles on the table rhythmically. Seeing that they had calmed down, he said flatly, "I have already decided that Yujia will conquer the Southwest."

When the words fell to the ground, all the ministers' scalps were numb and they were shocked.

Suddenly, everyone knelt down without hesitation, and persuaded in unison: "Your Majesty, please think twice!"

"Your Majesty, it is absolutely impossible!"

"The southwest is dangerous, your majesty's body is a thousand pieces of gold, don't take risks!"

Swords don't have eyes on the battlefield, they are so dangerous, what if something happens?

Da Qi waited for three generations, and it was so easy to wait for a Mingjun!

Ning Juan lowered his eyes and looked at the important officials kneeling on the ground: "I have made up my mind, or can you find a more suitable general?"

One sentence made everyone speechless.

They had just discussed for a long time, but there was no suitable candidate.

His Majesty the Emperor will go out in person, which will naturally boost morale, but...

Fan Xingyan sighed inwardly.

Back then when the river was flooded, the floods were raging, and the disease spread, His Majesty dared to go deep into the Jiangyou to bring the chaotic Jiangyou back to order. Now that there is a war in the southwest, how could His Majesty allow the officials below to hesitate and delay the battle.

He glanced at Lu Qingze, who was holding a tea cup and said nothing, and guessed in his heart that before summoning them, His Majesty and Lu Qingze should have discussed it.

Even Lu Qingze couldn't persuade His Majesty, or even agreed, so how could they persuade him?

Fan Xingyan kowtowed silently: "I understand that if Central Guizhou falls again, the rebel army will win three times and it will be difficult to resist. I support your Majesty's decision."

As soon as Fan Xingyan spoke, the others were silent for a long time, and they had no choice but to kowtow.

They reluctantly accepted the news just now, and Ning Juan continued: "I have issued an edict to make the prince Ning Siyue the crown prince, and the ceremony will be simplified. When I come back, I will offer sacrifices to my ancestors. When I leave Beijing, the queen will assist the prince to supervise the country." , the cabinet ministers will assist you."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's brains began to buzz again, and they even blurted out: "What?!"

Even Lu Qingze, who was silent and listening while sipping tea, showed a trace of astonishment on his face.

This was not negotiated in advance.

The rest of the people were not only shocked, but also angry, and the way they looked at Lu Qingze changed.

Recently there have been a lot of rumors about the emperor's teacher in Beijing, which has aroused many people's memories. The emperor's teacher is kind to many people, he is well-read and knowledgeable, generous and kind. The sword goes slanted.

The more I miss the emperor, the worse everyone's impression of this male queen will be.

With unknown origins and identities, she has a good skin, so she confuses His Majesty by virtue of her resemblance to the emperor!

I heard that on the night of Qianyuan Festival, several courtiers couldn't bear it and mocked him face to face, but he didn't understand.

Such a beautiful idiot, what does he know, His Majesty wants him to supervise the country!

Could it be that His Majesty was really confused by the demon queen?

Except for Fan Xingyan, he knelt on the ground again with a plop, and everyone mournfully advised: "Your Majesty, please think twice, Your Highness, the Empress, may not be well versed in political affairs, and the affairs in Beijing and China are messy, he..."

He knows shit!

The Mobei and Southwest front lines need assistance from the rear, and the power is in the hands of this kind of person. Your Majesty, aren't you afraid that the rear will catch fire!

Ning Juan remained unmoved: "I have drawn up an edict, so there is no need to say more."

The others were about to die of anxiety, seeing that Fan Xingyan was silent, they tried their best to wink at him.

Fan Xingyan has a good relationship with the emperor's teacher, maybe His Majesty can still listen to his words!

In the expectant eyes of everyone, Fan Xingyan glanced at Lu Qingze, and bowed his body: "This humble minister leads the decree."

Everyone: "..."

It's black in front of you.

His Majesty has a tough wrist, and everyone knows what he says.

Now that the decree has been drafted and issued, it is impossible to change His Majesty's intention.

Everyone seemed to be wandering, staring at Lu Qingze more and more unkindly.

Except for Fan Xingyan who was the first to agree, no one was convinced of this new queen.

But dare not say anything.

The ministers discussed the details of the personal conquest with Ning Juan in the South Study Room, and when it was getting darker, they left the South Study Room with a worried face.

A few days ago, the feudal lord and the Tatars came to the capital, and all parties in the capital dispatched. The three battalions had been preparing for a long time. Because of the unrest in Mobei, they did not withdraw immediately. doomed.

His Majesty's personal conquest, naturally no one dares to neglect, tonight the three major battalions will mobilize troops overnight, and tomorrow morning, Ning Juan will be able to lead the army and rush to the southwest.

Prior to this, food and grass had already gone first.

As soon as the others left, Lu Qing, who had been quiet for a long time, finally couldn't help but frowned and said, "When you came here just now, you didn't say that you want me to assist the prince in supervising the country."

Ning Juan didn't think there was anything wrong with him killing first and playing later. He was His Majesty the Emperor, and he even spoke plausibly, which was quite reasonable: "Huaixue, except you, no one is more suitable, and no one can make me feel more at ease."

Lu Qingze and Ning Juan looked at each other's dark eyes for a moment, and could see that Ning Juan was speaking sincerely, and sighed softly: "I see."

He had thought a little bit about it, maybe he could go to Jiangyou with Ning Juan again, and accompany Ning Juan to fight in the southwest again.

If he doesn't look at Ning Juan, he doesn't feel at ease.

But Ning Juan seemed to have sensed his thoughts, so he didn't discuss with him at all, and directly informed the ministers, and he supervised the country.

It's okay if he doesn't stay.

Ning Juan turned around frankly, patted his thigh, and motioned for him to sit here: "Come and talk."

Lu Qing ignored him, walked to the desk, and looked down at the real Daqi defense map on the table: "I wrote a letter when I left the capital, you should have read it, and the letter asked you to improve the fire Gun, are you listening?"

Da Qi is not very smart in the military use of gunpowder. The gunpowder is old and backward, and there are many restrictions. No one has thought of improving it for many years. When Ning Juan was not in power, he could not do much. The importance of firearms was emphasized.

Studying these is not for the purpose of invading the surrounding area, expanding the territory, but for self-protection.

Seeing that he ignored him, Ning Juan decided to satisfy himself, and reached out to grab it, while Lu Qing was still looking at the border defense map, and was caught off guard by being caught in his arms, and fell to sit on his lap.

"... Your Majesty," Lu Qing said coldly, "We are talking about business."

"It doesn't matter where you sit and talk?" Ning Juan hugged him tightly, resting his head on his shoulder, sniffing his pleasant scent, and whispered, "We'll be gone for a long time, I miss you very much, do you miss me?"

Before Lu Qing opened his mouth, he said to himself: "Why are you reluctant to part with me? You annoy me so much that you didn't let me hug you to sleep last night and kicked me .”

Lu Qing was still struggling, trying to get off Ning Juan's lap, and when he heard that he had covered himself inexplicably, he was angry and funny: "Where do you see that I am willing to part with you? It was so hot last night, I hugged you You're sweating, but you still have the guts to say——to talk about business."

Ning Juan let out an aggrieved voice, as if his ears were drooping: "I listened to you and improved."

The three major battalions have been reorganized in the past few years, and they are already a strong and sharp personal army in his hands, and the Shenji battalion, which had declined before, has also been reorganized.

Lu Qing made suggestions on the improvement of the firecracker, and Ning Juan has recruited a lot of talents. Now the firecracker has been improved, with less consumables than before, but much higher mobility than before.

It's only been three years, and there are limited things that can be changed, and the cost of training soldiers who are proficient in firecrackers is too high. The Shenji Battalion is equipped with only 5000 people, and they have not yet experienced actual combat.

"I'll leave five thousand elite soldiers for you," Ning Juan said with a serious look on his face. "These five thousand soldiers are dead soldiers, and they only obey your orders."

5000 people, staying in the capital, are enough to guard the safety.

Lu Qing paused, nodded, no longer struggled to get out of Ning Juan's confinement, relaxed his slightly tense shoulders, and let himself half lean on Ning Juan, his lips moved, wanting to say something, In the end, he still didn't say: "It's getting late, you have to go out tomorrow, get some rest early."

Ning Juan stared at him for a while, then suddenly stood up in this posture, easily holding Lu Qingze in his arms.

Lu Qing was in a trance, slightly startled, and subconsciously put his arms around his neck: "What are you doing? Let me down."

Ning Juan didn't say a word, hugged him firmly, and walked out of the South Study Room with his head held high. The palace attendants outside took a look, and then all lowered their heads, wishing they could stuff their heads into their boots, and didn't dare to take a second look. .

Lu Qing didn't dare to move. With his body, he might be paralyzed for half a month if he fell, and he couldn't scold Ning Juan in front of the rest of the palace. He could only endure the shame and let Ning Juan Tuo hugged him, kicked open the bedroom door, stepped into the inner room, and put him on the dragon bed.

The curtain of the bed was lowered, and His Majesty's strong body was pressed down, and he was tightly locked in a small space: "You have been restless these few days. What are you worried about, Huai Xue?"

Lu Qing was taken aback for a moment.

He habitually restrains all his emotions, and his performance is actually so subtle that it is difficult to detect, and sometimes he doesn't even notice.

But Ning Juan paid special attention to him, and discovered his complicated thoughts from the very beginning.

He tilted his head slightly, not wanting to admit that he would be disturbed by some illusory things, but finally he said: "It's just... a nightmare."

Ning Juan leaned over and pecked his lips lightly: "Tell me."

Overly strong, but also kind of strange gentleness.

Gentle and strong, not annoying.

Lu Qing had nothing to do with Ning Juan like this, and said helplessly: "It's not auspicious, you will go to war tomorrow, so it's inconvenient to hear."

"I don't believe that."

Ning Juan pecked his soft lips again, brushed away the messy hair on his sideburns, rubbed the tear mole at the corner of his eyes with callused fingers, rubbed the skin until it turned red, and asked persistently: " Huai Xue, what did you dream about?"

Lu Qing could only say: "I dreamed..."

He recalled the battle between Li Ningjuan and the protagonist in the original book.

After so many years, he can't remember many details after just skimming the original work, but he still remembers the part about Ning Juan very firmly.

"The two armies fought, and you were shot through your shoulder by a cold arrow, and you fell off your horse."

"...the rebellious army rode past, and no one helped you."

Ning Juan slid his fingers down, caressed his lips, and calmly nodded, "Then am I dead?"

Lu Qing didn't even have time to slap his hand away. Hearing this, he frowned, his expression slightly stern: "Of course not! Don't say this word casually."

"So Huai Xue was worried about this." Ning Juan said thoughtfully, "After all, if I don't come back, you will be a widow."

Lu Qing was angry and pushed him away.

Ning Juan didn't take much precaution against him, and was really overturned by Lu Qingze, so he turned over and stood beside the bed.

Lu Qing sat up and looked up at Ning Juan, but he was very imposing, and said coldly: "I'm not joking with you, Ning Jiwei, how did you go to the Southwest? Come back without a single hair, and I won't even look at you again."

It was the first time that Ning Juan saw such an imposing Lu Qingze.

But he was secretly unbuttoned by Ning Juan, his clothes were disheveled, his lips and the corners of his eyes were red, cold and charming, but his demeanor made Ning Juan's heart itch, so he half-knelt on the head of the bed, Help him take off the boots on his feet: "Don't worry Huaixue, if I fall off the horse, no one will dare not help me."

He raised his eyes and said, his voice was slow and calm, but it contained trembling confidence: "Besides, I will never lose to anyone."

Lu Qing met his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and the faint worry in his heart disappeared suddenly.

Even the coldness on his face dissipated a little.

Ning Juan noticed his emotional change, slowly took off his boots and socks, and said with a smile, "Huaixue's appearance just now is really domineering."

Lu Qing pursed his lips. He was angered by Ning Juan's contemptuous appearance just now. It was rare that he couldn't control his tone, and he spoke a little more seriously. Now his mood returned to peace. He wanted to explain, afraid that Ning Juan Tired of caring.

Who knew that Ning Juan's next sentence would be: "I like it so much."

Lu Qingze: "..."

Ning Juan's hands wrapped around his ankles, rubbing them slowly, reminding him of the previous time when Ning Siyue was questioned beside him, and Ning Juan grabbed his feet and played with them.

I don't know why Ning Juan likes to play with his ankle so much.

... Or Ning Juan just likes to touch any part of him, tear mole, lips, hair, ear tip, nape of neck, as long as it can be touched, it is marked by his puppy. Grinding leaves its mark.

Lu Qing couldn't help cursing: "Your Majesty, you really look like a pervert sometimes."

Ning Juan suddenly felt that at some point, Lu Qing called him His Majesty, which seemed to have the same effect as calling him a teacher.

He squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Huaixue, I haven't shown you a serious perversion yet."

Lu Qing thought about all kinds of bad deeds of Ning Juan, and thought in disbelief, aren't you perverted enough?

Ning Juan looked at his slightly frightened look, wrapped his arms around his ankles, smiled happily and stood up.

Lu Qing was forced to lift his legs, and shrank his feet unhappily: "What are you doing, let me go."

"Huaixue, I'm leaving Beijing tomorrow." Ning Juan stared at him with burning eyes, and there seemed to be a wagging tail behind him, "Maybe I won't see you this trip for half a year."

Only then did Lu Qing realize that the atmosphere seemed a little different.

It hadn't been a month since he agreed to accept Ning Juan, and the two of them had to separate. He was used to being ascetic and didn't care much about it. To His Majesty the Emperor, it seemed a bit cruel.

... Last time he promised Ning Juan to try again, Ning Juan was very gentle.

It really doesn't hurt much.

Lu Qingze's ear tips were a little hot, but his face became serious: "Let go."

The courtship was rejected, Ning Juan drooped his tail wagging non-stop, and let go of Lu Qingze's ankle unwillingly.

After being separated from Lu Qingze for half a year, he wished he could lick every inch of Lu Qingze's skin and leave his own breath on him.

If it weren't for the fact that the front line was too dangerous and the capital needed people to sit in the city, how could he be willing to separate from Lu Qingze? Even if they met each other in the palace every day, he would have wished to hold Lu Qingze in his arms and not let go.

They had a three-year farewell.

Lu Qing saw that Ning Juan was depressed again, and was a little speechless.

He was just being dragged by his ankle and forced to lift his leg, which was uncomfortable, but it wasn't a refusal.

Ning Guoguo, what about you?

Lu Qing was silent for a moment, not wanting to make Ning Juan unhappy before leaving Beijing, so he lifted his foot and stepped on his legs: "It's getting late, we don't have much time tonight."

Ning Juan's breathing became heavy, his scalp felt a little numb, and his muscles trembled slightly: "... Teacher."

Lu Qing rolled his feet slowly and looked at him with half-closed eyes, like a teasing cat: "Or is it that your Majesty is going to rest?"

Lu Qing soon regretted it.

His spirit can bear the initiative to seduce such a thing, but his body really can't bear it.

The sound of rain outside the window, the night splashed into the room, a bright candle danced faintly on the table, faintly reflected in the veil, tightly clutching the mattress, the back of a thin and snow-white hand.

After a while, the back of Lu Qingze's hand hangs down weakly again, and when he is about to slide off the edge of the bed, he is suddenly held by another hand, and his fingers are crossed and pressed back.

It was cold and rainy outside, but Lu Qing felt that he was about to melt.

Before he fell asleep, he lowered his head into Ning Juan's arms, his voice hoarse: "Jiwei, I'll wait for you in the capital."

Ning Juan grabbed his hand and responded in a low voice, "En."

Seeing that Lu Qingze still refused to sleep, he was both happy and helpless: "You don't have to send me out tomorrow, just sleep."

Lu Qing's eyelids sank, and he closed his eyes in extreme exhaustion.

But with things in mind, Lu Qing didn't sleep for too long.

Even though he had indulged a bit last night, his body was still uncomfortable. Fortunately, he woke up a little later than Ning Juan. When he woke up, Ning Juan had already ordered his troops. Before His Majesty left, there were still hundreds of officials on the tower to see him off.

Lu Qing wanted to see him off in person, changed his clothes, and rushed over.

When they arrived, the officials who saw him off just came down. Ning Juan glanced at the tens of thousands of soldiers neatly below on the top of the city tower, and was about to leave when he saw Lu Qing coming. Why are you still here?"

Lu Qing calmly met the eyes of countless people, walked to Ning Juan, and stared at him.

Ning Juan changed out of his usual dark black clothes. He wore soft armor, a sword at his waist, and a cloak fluttering in the morning wind. He was a little more heroic than the noble temperament of Tian Huang's nobles on weekdays. Like a torch, full of heroism.

Filled with the infinite vitality of this age.

Lu Qing suddenly felt that Ning Juan's going to the southwest to suppress the rebellion was not a matter of life and death, but just a small one among the achievements of the emperor he had grown up with in his life.

He no longer worried so much, he took a step forward, showing a slight smile: "I still want to see you again."

The morning light came from the sky, and Lu Qing's eyes were soft and bright.

Ning Juan had never seen so clearly in Lu Qingze's eyes, Lu Qingze's love for him.

It is pure love between them.

His chest fluttered, he stared at Lu Qing for a long time, and then suddenly raised his cloak.

Among the countless sightlines below the city and above the city wall, as well as the shocked sightlines of the officials beside the battlements, Lu Qingze's vision was flooded by the blackness, and he was completely blocked under the cloak.

Immediately, it became hot on the lips.

Ning Juan lowered his head, hid in his cloak, and kissed him quietly.