Raising Wolves

Fan Xingyan had never met Lu Qingze before.

When the brilliant young champion was sent to prison last year, everyone thought that he would not survive the early spring.

Unexpectedly, Lu Qing, who escaped from death, still chose to support the orthodox royal family. In order to protect the young emperor, he almost died under the knife of a thief.

Many ministers in the court have respect for Lu Qingze, but it is a pity that the dark cloud covers the top and no one dares to speak.

Fan Xingyan wanted to befriend Lu Qingze for a long time, but his mother was seriously ill and had no time to take care of him.

As the young housekeeper of Lu's house stepped into the study, he saw Lu Qingze at a glance.

The rumored emperor wore a pair of silver masks, stood by the window with his hands behind his back, and his back stood upright like bamboo. The wind swept outside the window, and his thin and thin figure seemed to sway along with him. He raised his hand to his lips and coughed. A few times, the fingertips were snow-white, and the exposed lips were also morbidly pale.

The end is graceful like the moon, unsullied by vulgarity.

Fan Xingyan's heart skipped a beat, almost worried that he would fall like that, and involuntarily took a big step, trying to support him.

Chen Xiaodao took a step faster, rushed up and closed the window, complaining: "Young master, you are not in good health, you can't see the wind, I didn't watch it for a while..."

Lu Qing waved his hand and didn't care much, but his voice was a little hoarse: "It's boring, get some fresh air."

As he said that, he turned his head and smiled slightly: "Lord Fan, I have been looking forward to you for a long time."

Fan Xingyan's eyes suddenly became hot, and he knelt down with a plop without thinking about it.

Lu Qing was stunned for a moment: "What is Mr. Fan doing, please get up quickly!"

Fan Xingyan's voice was a little choked, and he bowed abruptly before asking Lu Qingze to help him up and said solemnly: "No matter public or private, the emperor and teacher deserve Fan Mou's worship."

Lu Qing sighed, motioned Chen Xiaodao to guard outside, and sat down with Fan Xingyan, with a gentle voice: "Mr. Fan is filial, but Lu has only done his best, and I am very relieved if he can help."

With tears in his eyes, Fan Xingyan shook his head and said, "The emperor's teacher, Huaijin, holds Yu, with a bright and beautiful moon, and a majestic aura. In today's filthy court, Fan has longed for it, and you are more than me this time. There is a life-saving grace, Fan Mou can't repay it if he dies."

Lu Qingze: "..."

No matter how thick-skinned he was, he was praised red. Fortunately, he wore a mask to cover it up, so he coughed hastily: "Lord Fan should just call me by my name. How is the situation in Lingtang?"

Fan Xingyan's mood calmed down a little, and shyly wiped his eyes: "My mother's condition has improved, and the doctor said that she will be able to walk in less than half a month. It is all thanks to you."

Lu Qing's eyes showed a little smile: "That's good."

Fan Xingyan looked at the cold mask on his face, and his voice was astringent: "How is your body? The injury on your face..."

"It's no big deal, thank you Mr. Fan for your concern." Lu Qing touched the mask on his face, "But it hurts too much on the face. To avoid scaring others, I can only wear a mask in the future."

Seeing his light-hearted, calm, open-minded appearance, Fan Xingyan's already surging gratitude and admiration rose to a new level, and catching Lu Qing was another exciting rainbow fart.

Lu Qingze: "..."

Your unrepeatable bragging rights must be very popular in modern rice circles.

Fan Xingyan naturally didn't come here to blow the rainbow fart and thank him.

After his emotions were completely recovered, his expression became solemn: "I and the other foreign ministers have not seen the little His Majesty until now. I don't know what the situation in the palace is. Dare I ask Fan if he can do anything?"

Lu Qing kept smiling and listened to the rainbow fart for a long time. Seeing that he finally got to the point, he breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly: "Now Your Majesty is the only one to teach, and I can't go to the court. , Your Majesty's assassination can just be used as a breakthrough, if Master Fan is willing to unite all the censors to give advice together, presumably even the first assistant of Wei can't stop you from talking, but..."

Will offend Wei Herong, there is a risk.

But the power of an official was something that even the emperor couldn't bear, not to mention Wei Herong's unrighteousness.

He paused for a while, and Fan Xingyan immediately understood, with a determined face: "Don't worry, Fan will definitely live up to your expectations!"

Lu Qing stood up in awe and solemnly bowed to him.

Fan Xingyan didn't dare to accept the salute, and hurriedly avoided: "This is my duty, the emperor doesn't have to do this! You have not recovered from your illness, you have to cultivate well."

After he finished speaking, his blood was already burning, he clenched his fists and said, "Fan will go back and write a book now!"

Mr. Fan Fan didn't wait for Lu Qing to speak, he quickly returned a salute, turned around and ran away.

Chen Xiaodao, who was standing outside the door, couldn't even keep up with his speed.

Chen Xiaodao was stunned and scratched his head in confusion: "Young Master, is this Mr. Fan's rashness reliable?"

Lu Qing's eyes folded, and he said with a leisurely smile, "Don't worry, there is nothing more reliable than him."

In the original book, Fan Xingyan's filial piety moved the daughter of Feng Ge's hometown. After calculating the time, Miss Feng should have seen Fan Xingyan privately... It was originally that Miss Feng was supposed to help secretly, but he was intercepted.

Fan Xingyan is only a small censor now, but soon, his character and talent will be appreciated by Feng Ge Lao, and he will marry Feng Ge Lao's daughter and embark on a magnanimous career. With the tyrant's reuse, he is expected to enter the cabinet at a young age.

The most important thing is that Feng Gelao and Wei Herong had a feud, and he couldn't bear to see Wei Herong for a long time, but because of the disillusionment of the court and the wild, and the strong Wei party, he pretended to be sick and took leave for a long time. .

And Qin Hui, the censor of the left capital of the Inspectorate, has been scolding Wei Herong for fighting on the front line, and will not fail to help.

It is unrealistic to go directly to Feng Gelao or Qin Hui. Wei Herong finds out that it is a dead end. It is the easiest to use Fan Xingyan as a breakthrough.

When he was worried about how to approach Fan Xingyan before, Chen Xiaodao woke up accidentally.

It was this little butterfly that fanned the storm in the hall.

With them taking the lead, it would not be difficult for Ning Wan to go to court and add a few more teachers.

This was the gift that Lu Qing wanted to give to the little emperor.

Fan Xingyan did what he said, while Lu Qing spent a few days in the mansion, and Chen Xiaodao brought back the news he had inquired.

Headed by Qin Hui, all the imperial censors jointly remonstrated, vying for the young emperor to enter the court, and choose everyone to give lectures. Young emperor faction.

King Jing, the late King of Shu left the capital in a few steps, and he looked confused, and he didn't think it was a big deal. , a foreign surnamed official who controls the government will naturally cause him to be unhappy, and he is not happy to see Wei Herong cover the sky with one hand.

It doesn't matter who the throne is temporarily, but the surname must be Ning.

After the noisy court melee lasted for a month, Wei Herong had to give in and compromise.

Lu Qing watched the play to recover from his injuries, and occasionally went to the palace to coax the children.

Under the meticulous care of the imperial doctor, the injury improved very quickly, and Ning Juan specially asked Zheng Yao to find an ointment that would not leave scars.

The melee didn't last long before the conclusion was reached.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, the summer lotus is beginning to bloom, and Ning Juan's birthday is approaching.

Lu Qing entered the palace with the good news and gave Ning Juan the long-prepared birthday present.

Unexpectedly, Ning Juan was not very happy.

The little emperor was not like before, he threw himself into Lu Qingze's arms as soon as they met, and was silent for a while before whispering, "I just want you to teach me, I don't want anyone else."

With a faint stubbornness.

Lu Qing was funny and angry, and bounced his head: "What did you say, it took a lot of effort to give you the opportunity you earned, cherish it well, and don't allow yourself to be willful. The new gentlemen are very learned people."

Ning Juan was taught a lesson, and said "Oh" glumly.

He will go to court later, in that case, the time to see Lu Qingze will have to be reduced.

When other gentlemen's lecture courses are also arranged, wouldn't it be reduced again.

Lu Qing guessed what he was thinking, and tapped his forehead with his fingertips: "It's not enough for me to enter the palace every three days? It's not bad for you to come to my house in the future. What do you do with your face down? I'm not going to die. already."

Hearing the word "death", Ning Juan's heart tightened, and then he remembered that chaotic night, Lu Qingze was covered in blood, and his body was haunted by the fragrance of blood that he would never forget. He opened his eyes and grabbed Lu Qingze's hand tightly. , even said "Bah" three times, and said with a sullen face: "What is immortal, don't talk nonsense, teacher!"

Lu Qing changed the topic at the right time: "Guo Guo, have you grown taller again?"

Ning Juan has been secretly practicing horseback and archery with Zheng Yao, and the site in the palace is large enough to be fluttering.

Probably because the nutrition has followed, and he is exercising well. Every time we meet, Lu Qing feels that Ning Juan is like bamboo shoots, and he has grown a little taller, no longer the skinny little boy a few months ago. kitten.

Ning Juan proudly raised his head: "An inch taller!"

He secretly gestured to Lu Qingze.

Although the teacher is thin, he is not short. If he can be half a head taller and smaller than the teacher, then he will be able to wrap the teacher tightly in his arms and rest his chin on the teacher's head.

When I think about this, I have more motivation to grow taller!

The first thing the little emperor does when he wakes up every day is to measure his height.

Children are easily excited and satisfied.

Lu Qing bent his eyes and patted his head: "Tomorrow is going to go to court, I will have a holiday today, I will not teach, I will go to the Imperial Garden. I heard Changshun say that the lotus flowers are blooming."

Ning Juan was not interested in viewing flowers, but he was naturally happy to accompany Lu Qingze.

The imperial garden has been well renovated, and it is not as desolate as it was before.

In the lotus pond, the green leaves are in the sky, the pink lotus stands shyly, and the fragrant wind blows a faint fragrance.

In the light rain, one big and one small sat in the pavilion to play chess, waiting for the little emperor to frown and think about how to go next, Lu Qing held his cheeks and looked lazily at the scenery that was hanging beside him.

After the light rain, Xiao He turned over.

Summer is coming, and the little emperor is going to grow up.

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After the transition of this chapter, the next chapter Ning Guoguo will mature (cross out) and grow up, and the young Ning Guoguo struts up~

Note: After the light rain, Xiaohe turned. - "Ruan Langgui Early Summer" Su Shi