Raising Wolves

The excitement came to an end, and everyone who saw the excitement was scattered. Although they were curious about what the people in the carriage looked like, when they thought of the heavy head of Wei Shoufu, few people dared to speak up.

Chen Xiaodao was overjoyed and continued to drive the carriage.

The carriage was swaying, and he couldn't sleep well, but Lu Qing woke up from the turbulence soon, rubbed his temples, and asked blankly, "Where's the guy just now?"

"You're mad at me, son!"

Lu Qingze: "?"

what has he done?

Chen Xiaodao was afraid that Lu Qingze would fall asleep again, and chatted with him: "Master, I just saw a familiar face."

Lu Qingze: "Huh?"

"I met that person a few times when I went to Shan Ren Tang to get you medicine. I heard that the surname was Fan. Doctor Zhang who took the medicine said that he had credited several times. I didn't expect him to be an official. ?"

The founding emperor of Daqi was born in Cao Mang, and he lived a very hard life after becoming the emperor. The hardships are not as hard as the hardships of others. Therefore, the salaries of courtiers are not high, especially the low-ranking officials. If they are not greedy for oil and water, their life is just The level that the waistband of the trousers can pass.

Therefore, this also led to the inexhaustible locusts of corrupt officials and officials. In the original text, Ning Juan spent a lot of thought in order to rectify the almost empty Daqi.

Just as he arrived at Lu Mansion, Chen Xiaodao lifted the curtain of the car, put on a cloak on Lu Qingze, carefully helped him out of the car, and continued to babble: "Doctor Zhang said that Mr. Fan's mother seems to be dyed. What kind of disease, I have to drink medicine every day, in order to get the medicine, I knelt down to Doctor Zhang last time, tsk tsk, filial son..."

Lu Qing paused and turned his head slowly: "What did you say? Say it again?"

Chen Xiaodao scratched his head, confused, but he said it again obediently.

Lu Qing thought about it and smiled: "I didn't expect it to be solved like this... Xiaodao, thank you very much this time."

His eyes suddenly lit up, and Chen Xiaodao opened his round eyes slightly.

The son looks really good when he smiles, so what is it like to smile back... Fendai has no color!

It was cold in the spring, Lu Qing was afraid of the cold, wrapped his cloak tightly, walked into the gate of Lu Mansion, and said in a low voice, "Send someone to watch over at Shan Ren Tang, and if you see that Mr. Fan going to buy medicine again, send some money. Give it to him." After thinking for a while, he changed his mind, "No, just buy the medicinal materials he needs and give it to him."

Sending money directly is somewhat frivolous, and 80% will be rejected.

Chen Xiaodao blinked, keenly aware that Lu Qing did not simply lend a helping hand, but wisely did not ask: "Yes, son."

After solving a big problem, Lu Qingze was in a good mood. He held on to his spirits. After drinking the medicine after dinner, he taught Chen Xiaodao to recognize some words.

The result was a night of joy and sorrow.

It was probably because the wind was blowing on the road from Qianqing Palace to the palace gate alone, and Lu Qing lay down for a while, and his whole body suddenly became cold and hot, and it didn't take long for him to develop a fever. He couldn't vomit. I took a bowl of medicine and fell asleep in a trance, awake and confused.

By the time I could get up from the bed, three days had passed.

Chen Xiaodao was both distressed and worried, and couldn't help but scolded the neutered dog again.

Lu Qing had no energy to think about the eunuch, and looked sadly in the direction of the imperial city.

What did he say to Ning Juan three days ago?

Will go to class on time.

Although he just scribbled through the whole book, what did the tyrant hate the most? Is not keeping promises.

In the original book, the tyrant has a saying, "If your leg is broken, you should climb up to me."

It's over, it's over, it's hard to get closer, won't you go back again?

Lu Qing closed his eyes, got up strong, and said weakly, "Xiaodao, send me to the palace."

Chen Xiaodao couldn't help but said: "But your body, son..."

Lu Qing waved his hand. Although his tone was gentle, he could not refuse: "Go."

Chen Xiaodao opened his mouth, knowing that he couldn't resist, and persuading him further would only waste his time, and finally he reluctantly went to prepare for the car.

Before Lu Qingze woke up, he actually met Lu Qingze once or twice, and then Lu Qingze was taken away by the eunuch.

Lu Qing is undoubtedly gentle, even if he is tough, he is gentle and tough.

This makes it more difficult to refuse.

After driving to the palace, Lu Qing, wrapped in a thick cloak, hurried to Qianqing Palace, and found that the atmosphere was wrong as soon as he entered.

There were people kneeling at the entrance of the hall, all of whom seemed to be serving in the Qianqing Palace. Changshun was walking back and forth, and said with a sullen face: "Whoever has dirty hands and feet, admit it as soon as possible, and our family can still beg His Majesty for bail. If you are dead, if you wait until it is found out..."

Chang Shun's words were threatening, and he stopped at the right time. He turned to see Lu Qingze, and hurriedly greeted him: "Lord Lu is here. Your Majesty has been waiting for you for several days."

Lu Qing looked at the trembling group of palace servants: "What's wrong?"

Chang Shun's face was full of mourning, "Hey, my lord doesn't know, His Majesty has lost something and is getting angry."

There were a lot of petty thieves in the palace, especially when Emperor Chong'an completely ignored the government and condoned the troubles of the eunuchs, it was normal.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, this group of palace servants saw that Ning Juan was young and lazy at ordinary times.

Lu Qing frowned and remembered.

In the original text, it was mentioned that during the few years in the cold palace, in order to exchange for food and clothing, Jing concubine sent out everything that could be exchanged for money, and in the end only the hairpin was left.

The hairpin was of great significance to Ning Juan, but it was lost.

Although it was just a hairpin, it was also the last solace in the tyrant's heart. The loss of the hairpin meant that the last trace of warmth in his heart was gone, so even if someone loyally followed him later, no one would be able to communicate with him again.

It was lost at this time.

The hairpin was stolen by a maid who left the palace. The maid was old and had already left, and was not in this group of people.

Fortunately, the original text mentioned how she handled the hairpin.

Lu Qing made a decisive decision, turned around and left.

Changshun was dumbfounded: "Lord Lu, Lu? Don't you want to see Your Majesty?"

Lu Qing walked in a hurry: "I'll be back in a while, these palace servants didn't steal anything, let them get up."

When the words are over, the people are gone.

Chang Shun was simply stunned.

Mr. Lu is usually sick and crooked. It looks like a snowdrift. It will disperse when you touch it lightly. If you walk too fast, you will be choked by the cold wind. fast?

He glanced at the palace servant who was still kneeling.

His Majesty also said that the person who stole the things was no longer in the palace, and it was he who did not give up and wanted to try again.

But Lu Qing also said the same, Changshun pressed down his eyes with deep worry, told everyone to get up, sighed, and went to Ning Wan to report back.

Lu Qing tried to walk faster, but when he left the palace, he found that Chen Xiaodao was still waiting outside the palace gate.

Last time, he told Chen Xiaodao to just send him here and go back to the house to rest. There was no need to wait outside the palace gate.

I am afraid that he is worried about his body, afraid that he will have an accident in the palace.

Seeing that Lu Qing was leaving the palace so soon, Chen Xiaodao was a little surprised: "Master, what's wrong?"

At present, Lu Qing still looked at him, unable to suppress his inner curiosity: "What happened to you?"

Chen Xiaodao: "?"

"Why haven't you chatted with the Praetorian Guards?"

Chen Xiaodao reacted and scratched his face embarrassedly: "The guard commander in front is not on duty today, and today's face is a match for his sword."

Not only social bullshit, but also very observant.

Lu Qing felt that the child had a great future, and patted him on the shoulder: "You are just right, take me to the pawnshop in the east of the city."

Chen Xiaodao helped him onto the carriage: "Young Master, there are many pawnshops in the east of the city. Which pawnshop are you going to?"

Lu Qing spat out a few words: "Every room."

until something is found.

By the time Lu Qingze returned to the palace, it was already afternoon.

Fortunately, the emperor has privileges, as long as the emperor allows it, there is no restriction on entering the palace.

Lu Qing hurriedly returned to the Qianqing Palace, stopped walking as soon as he entered, and keenly found that the palace servants in the Qianqing Palace not only became ugly, but also a lot less.

It seemed that Ning Juan had a movement when he left.

Taking advantage of the loss of things, he replaced all the people who might be arranged in the Qianqing Palace.

Changshun was holding the broom and sweeping, and when he saw Lu Qing came back, he quickly asked, "Where did Mr. Lu go before? His Majesty learned that you came and left, and became angry again."

Lu Qingze's brows were still soothed and leisurely, and he was not worried when he heard this. He waved his hand at him and smiled, indicating that he was at ease: "I'll go in and have a look."

Changshun watched him enter the dormitory worriedly.

The weather was still cold, and there was no charcoal burning in the house, and it was cold and straight to the bone.

As soon as Lu Qing stepped in, he saw the little emperor sitting alone by the window, a small one, lonely and pitiful.

Hearing the footsteps, Ning Juan said coldly, "Go out."

Lu Qing held back the itch in his throat and blinked: "I'm just late because of illness, Your Majesty won't drive me away directly."

Hearing Lu Qingze's voice, Ning Yancai turned his head sideways, his eyes were fierce: "I've already left, what are you doing back here, get out!"

After he finished speaking, he pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were red, like a young wolf whose ferocity was only aroused, he let out a low growl in his throat, and he was about to show his fangs and claws to bite.

Just young.

No matter how he tried to hide it, Lu Qing could still see a bit of grievance from his eyes.

The person who stole things was clever, thinking that what he took was an inconspicuous hairpin, but did not touch the valuables that would be detected and investigated at first glance.

But that was the last thing Ning Juan's mother left him. He cherished it so much that he was so hungry that he was not willing to exchange it for food.

Seeing those eyes, Lu Qingze's heart softened to a mess. He was not afraid of the little emperor who was faintly threatening. He took a few steps forward, leaned down slightly, took something out of his sleeve, and put it on his head. Interjecting it at will, he smiled and said, "It's murderous, Your Majesty."

Ning Juan was slightly startled, and took the things off his head.

It is a delicately polished white jade plum blossom hairpin.

This hairpin was all too familiar to him.

His hands suddenly trembled, he clenched the lost and found hairpin tightly, and looked up at Lu Qingze.

Lu Qing went to a pawnshop in the east of the city to find it, and went back and forth twice. He was still ill, but his face was almost transparent now, even his lips were pale, and the breath on his body was also due to It's cool to run around outside.

Ning Wan's lips moved: "How did you..."

Lu Qing shook his index finger and taught him to be a person: "Your Majesty, what you should say at this moment is 'thank you'."

In order to keep this little brat from running towards the tyrant's route, he had been running around all morning.

He was planning to give the little emperor an ideological and moral education, and his arms suddenly sank.

The little emperor put his head in his arms.

The body was thin and small, and it fell into his arms as light as a feather. Lu Qing blinked his eyes slowly, suddenly feeling a little relieved, the corner of his lips curled into a smile, and patted his back lightly.

Forget it, no thanks.

As soon as the thought fell, a small voice came from his arms: "Thank you."

After Lu Qing was stunned for a moment, his smile deepened.

Still refuse to call the teacher.

Don't worry, sooner or later.

The author has something to say:

after:

Little Emperor: Teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher, teacher!

Lu Qingze: Shut up.