Raising Wolves

Above the city gate, the Empress saw him off, and His Majesty hid behind the cloak in front of everyone... and whispered to the Empress.

The cloak was removed, Lu Qing wiped his lower lip calmly, and sent off His Majesty the emperor who was on the expedition.

The army marched south in a mighty manner, rolling up smoke and dust.

The sky broke, and the morning sun jumped out.

Lu Qing stood on the tower, holding the battlements until the westward army disappeared before his eyes, then turned around and got off the tower, and got into the carriage that Changshun had sent.

Under the city gate, there were still officials who were seeing off. As they walked in the direction of Miyagi, their faces were dark and they talked a lot: "What kind of style is this, what kind of style is this!"

"Your Majesty is fascinated by this Demon Empress!"

"I really didn't expect that there are male fox spirits in this world!"

"Hey, Your Majesty not only did this kind of thing in public, but also handed over the power to this Demon Empress. When will my Daqi be at peace..."

The carriage swayed slightly, while Lu Qing lowered his long eyelashes and touched his lips.

That son of a **** Ning Juan deliberately bit him, and now his lower lip is still aching.

I don't know if there are any marks left.

He vaguely heard the murmurings of the officials behind the carriage, but he didn't care. He glanced at Chang Shun, who was carefully studying the patterns on his clothes and pretending to know nothing, and said quietly, "Go back to Jixuexuan first, I will Change your clothes."

Ning Juan only took Zheng Yao and left Changshun, and did not let Changshun accompany him.

Hearing Lu Qingze's voice, Changshun said "Hey", got out of his head and gave a command, then turned around and came back: "Master Lu, Your Majesty has prepared the ground for your return, what are you going to do?"

"Send an order to ask the five cabinet ministers, the Minister of the Household, the Minister of the Household, and the Minister of the Ministry of War..." Lu Qing ordered more than a dozen people at once, and finally ordered, "Wait at the Wuying Hall."

Chang complied with the sound, passed the order again, and then remembered something, hurriedly took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Lu Qingze with both hands: "By the way, Mr. Lu, yesterday our house was not on duty, Mr. Chen came to us. In the house, please let us deliver this letter to you today."

Lu Qing guessed a few points in his heart, took Chen Xiaodao's letter, opened it and looked at it.

Early this morning, Chen Xiaodao also left the capital with his personal soldiers.

Chen Xiaodao left in a hurry, guessing that Lu Qing should go to see Ning Juan off, so he wrote a goodbye, telling him to stay in the capital, don't leave, recuperate well, and see you when he settles down.

During the war in Mobei, Lu Qing selfishly wanted Chen Xiaodao to stay in the capital, but Chen Xiaodao was no longer the squeamish little boy he used to be.

Fortunately, the situation in Mobei is not that complicated. With Lin Xi around, Chen Xiaodao can also be protected.

He sighed silently, carefully folded the letter and put it away, then glanced in the direction of the city gate.

Back then, Ning Juan was standing outside the city gate, watching him leave. It was the middle of winter at that time, but now, in the middle of summer, he said goodbye to Ning Juan on the city tower.

All hope of peace.

The officials who were ordered by Lu Qingze quickly rushed to the Wuying Hall to wait. With Lu Qingze's order, the palace servants who were serving in the hall moved chairs and asked the adults to wait.

Mobei and Southwest were not peaceful. His Majesty went to the expedition in person. The affairs in Beijing were chaotic. Thinking that there was a vase who didn't know anything about it, everyone was full of complaints and contempt.

What are you calling them for?

As soon as His Majesty left, he couldn't bear to reveal his true colors, and wanted to give them a slap in the face?

Among the restless officials, only Fan Xingyan sat steadily, waiting for Lu Qing to come back.

Before long, footsteps were heard outside.

The courtiers whispering to each other looked towards the door of the hall.

Someone from outside happened to walk in.

In an instant, everyone's pupils shook, and the whispering gradually disappeared.

The young man who came from the door of the main hall was wearing a crimson official robe, embroidered with a crane patch, and a jade belt on his waist.

In the backlight, that face was wearing a silver mask, revealing only thin lips and a graceful jaw.

At that moment, everyone was in a trance.

This figure is really too familiar, too familiar.

Lu Qing stood up subconsciously from the subordinate who was carrying one hand before, and blurted out: "Lord Lu!"

The gossips in Beijing said that Mr. Lu should not die and would come back eventually.

Is Master Lu really back? !

Lu Qing took off the mask on his face with one hand, and nodded gently towards them: "Everyone, long time no see."

The cold and beautiful face was exposed from behind the mask, and the whole room seemed to be bright.

This time, all the remaining officials who were still in a dream seemed to have their butts scalded, and all stood up in a swish, surprised: "You, you..."

Did the demon queen hear about the deeds of the emperor from somewhere, and deliberately pretended to be like this? But it's not right either.

It's too similar, put on a mask, and the person in front of you is the living Lu Qingze!

Even if it is deliberately pretending, it is impossible to be exactly the same!

"You don't have to panic, I am Lu Qingze." Lu Qingze wrote lightly, crossing the crowd and walking to the empty chair headed to sit down, his voice was as soft and soft as always, "Jiang Shangshu, take the state of the treasury and the military spending in Mobei into account. Report the expenses and the dispatch of grain and forage in the southwest of this trip."

The Minister of the Household was Lu Qingze's former competent subordinate, and when he heard the sound, he straightened his back immediately: "Yes!"

"Has Mobei's latest report arrived?"

Another court official surnamed Song, who used to be under Lu Qingze, hurriedly replied: "It was sent to Wenyuan Pavilion a quarter of an hour ago, and the situation is currently deadlocked. The Tartars and Vara attacked again at night yesterday, and General Shi led his troops to repel the combined army of the two ethnic groups. "

Lu Qing nodded slightly. From the moment he showed up, he controlled the rhythm of everyone's thinking, so no one interrupted him, but he was somewhat sluggish.

Fan Xingyan smiled.

He was very comforted to see Huaixue coming back.

After the previous rumors, Lu Qing appeared in front of people again, and it was not so unacceptable.

It was also rumored a few days ago that all of His Majesty married this new queen because his destiny was in harmony with His Majesty.

About the lack of His Majesty's fate, everyone has heard more or less.

Back then, His Majesty suddenly summoned monks and Taoists into the palace to conjure the spirits of the emperor. This incident was not a big deal, but it was not small. They were in the capital and naturally knew a lot more than the villagers in the countryside.

In fact, it's not that Ning Juan made up, but it's true.

At that time, there was a Taoist priest who traveled all over the place. After seeing Ning Juan, he said those words.

Your Majesty needs a person with the same destiny to sit in the middle palace, otherwise it will be detrimental to the luck of the dragon and the country.

Because everyone reminisced about the emperor, and they were dissatisfied with the new queen, they sneered at the idea of ​​matching fate, feeling that His Majesty must have been deceived by this old cow's nose.

but now…

The new queen is Lu Qingze.

Lu Qing is the new queen.

How could they have a temper, saying that the emperor who raised his Majesty was not qualified enough?

The person whose destiny is compatible is Lu Qingze, who is better than someone who doesn't know where he came from!

As for the ethics of teachers and students...

Everyone swallowed.

There was silence in Wuying Hall, only Lu Qingze's voice and the voice of the minister who answered.

The officials in the hall were either once under Lu Qingze's hands, and were raised and cultivated by him, and they were close to Lu Qingze.

Or it was the political enemy of the year who had been favored by Lu Qing. In the past three years, he has been suffering from guilt and guilt in his heart.

The two groups of people were eerily silent, staring at Lu Qing and watching.

Immediately, a common opinion emerged:

Now that Daqi is worried about internal and external troubles, I know that this is not the time to care about this.

Besides, Lu Qing is back, and his destiny is compatible with His Majesty. What kind of problems are those problems?

Could it be that they have to reproduce the situation of the past, besieging Lu Qingze with blood and blood in the dynasty?

No one said anything about Lu Qingze's identity anymore, and the first negotiation in Wuying Hall was quite peaceful.

After discussing a few important matters, Lu Qing signaled everyone to go back to their respective official offices and did not need to stay in Wuying Hall.

Everyone just woke up like a dream, dawdled for a while, and said, "His Royal Highness...Lord Lu, you..."

Lu Qing laughed: "How you called me in the past is how you call me now."

The person in front of him was extremely handsome, noble and unparalleled, and his eyes were dazed.

Once again, it was confirmed that the big guy looked at Lu Qingze, but he was too embarrassed to say what to say.

Fan Xingyan was the only one who sat steadily the whole time.

Seeing that everyone else had gone out, Fan Xingyan finally stood up and looked at Lu Qingze, his nose sour: "Huaixue..."

Lu Qing remembered that when he saw Fan Xingyan for the last time, he promised Fan Xingyan that he would name the child and be a godfather when his child was born.

But he had to go, and he didn't want to hurt anyone else.

After coming back, it is not good to tell.

Lu Qing restrained the smile from the corner of his mouth and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I..."

Fan Xingyan sighed: "What are you apologizing for? You didn't do anything or miss anything. Although I don't know exactly what happened, you were really in a dilemma in the current situation... Just come back, just come back."

Lu Qing was silent for a while, and said with a smile: "I heard that your wife gave birth to a daughter?"

Speaking of her daughter, Fan Xingyan, who had a heavy face just now, was beaming again and touched her nose: "My daughter looks like his mother, she is very cute, when you are free next time, follow me back to see, I haven't seen you before. Godfather."

Lu Qing rubbed the tea cup with his fingertips: "Is it appropriate for me to go?"

At that time, due to his incident, Feng Gelao's son, the brother of Fan Xingyan's wife, was also beheaded. Immediately, Feng Gelao was forced to report illness, and soon he bid farewell to the officialdom and broke off contacts with Fan Xingyan.

Fan Xingyan said in a low voice, "Huaixue, you don't know something. Your Majesty has eased the punishment for your and your father-in-law's contribution to him. When you were assassinated, and your husband-in-law..."

At a young age, Lu Qing held a lot of power, and his status in His Majesty's heart became more and more important, which made many people feel threatened and unhappy.

Old Feng Ge is also.

When there was a common enemy, Wei Herong, they were teammates on the same front, and Lu Qing gained power, which was beneficial to them, and naturally no one would say anything.

But after Wei Herong fell, the situation was different.

Even as early as when Ning Juan actually drank poison in a fake show, and Lu Qing took the power on his behalf, Feng Ge Lao had already begun to have a prejudice against him.

Although Feng Ge Lao did not directly intervene in the assassination of the inn, he was also secretly promoting it.

Ning Juan was just merciful to his son.

After Lu Qing came back, he didn't need to ask Ning Juan deliberately. He flipped through the archives, and learned a lot of old things. After hearing Fan Xingyan's unfinished words, he understood.

People are really complicated.

The two of them were silent for a while, while Lu Qing took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, avoided the past, and talked about the business: "Xingyan, there is someone, I don't know if you understand."

Fan Xingyan also pulled back from the old story: "You say it."

"The Chancellor of the Right Temple of Honglu Temple, Fang Xinlu."

Fan Xingyan thought for a while and shook his head: "I'm not impressed, what's wrong?"

"Fang Xinlu colluded with the Tatars, bribed dozens of people up and down, and stole maps." Fan Xingyan was a trustworthy person, but Lu Qing didn't hide too much from him, and said slowly, "I thought he was just greedy. Money, but after observing these days, it seems that it is not so simple."

Fan Xingyan was taken aback by these remarks, he grasped the point and lost his voice: "Map?!"

"Your Majesty has already noticed," Lu Qing reassured him, "It's just to lead the snake out of the hole, don't worry."

Ning Juan left people untreated, and also avoided stunning snakes.

Unexpectedly, something happened to the southwest, and now it falls to Lu Qingze.

Fan Xingyan took the list that Lu Qingze handed over, glanced at it, and was thrilled, looking at the familiar names above, his face was ugly: "You really know people and faces but don't know your heart... Huaixue, you said that Fang Xinlu is not that simple. ,What means?"

"Fang Xinlu is in his thirties, but he is no more than a sixth-rank petty official. A family of six lives in the old house in the west of the city." Lu Qing learned to Ning Juan without knowing it, and tapped the edge of the tea cup with his knuckles. " What do you think of this person?"

Fan Xingyan never paid attention to such a small official with a sense of existence close to nothing: "I'm afraid it's because of poor qualifications?"

"No." Lu Qing said, "I called up the records of the Ministry of Personnel's Jingcha in previous years, and found that his records had been altered. I arrested the person who handled the matter back then and asked, and only then did I know that he had an opportunity to be promoted. , was transferred to the Ministry of Household, but refused, and the last chance fell on another official."

You must know that the Ministry of Household, no matter whether it is up or down, is fat.

I don't know how much better than in Honglu Temple.

It's just a small change, and no one cares. The person who handled it in the past also took advantage of another official, so naturally it won't be rumored.

If it wasn't for Lu Qing, who suddenly felt weird, read all the records and found that there was a trace of alteration, he would not have known about the past.

He only found out about this in the daytime yesterday, and after discussing it with Ning Juan, the urgent report came shortly after.

Fan Xingyan's face was slightly solemn: "Understood, I will pay attention to all the people on the list who are related to him. Don't worry, since you have told me about this, I will keep it tight-lipped."

Lu Qing nodded slightly, got up and sent Fan Xingyan away, took the sedan chair back to Jixuexuan, and dealt with the remaining chores.

Lu Qing reappeared, and quickly spread throughout the court and the opposition across several palaces.

The entire hall was boiling.

There are people who believe in the myths of the gods and ghosts, and there are people who don't. When they heard about this, their first reaction was to tangle with the officials. If they opposed Lu Qing, he would take power and impeach him.

But the attitude of more people in the court and the opposition is silence.

For this matter, for Lu Qingze's silence.

They default.

People who want to toss can't toss, and no one wants to play with them.

joke.

Everyone is sober, now there are internal and external troubles, is it time to engage in internal fighting?

Since His Majesty is away, it is more suitable than anyone else for the emperor to return to the imperial court as an empress.

Seeing that there was no commotion below, Lu Qing was somewhat relieved.

After two major cleanings, although there is still some dirt that is difficult to remove, he and Ning Juan have tried their best to build a pure version of the court.

Since Ning Juan set off on the expedition, it has been half a month in a flash.

The battle situation in Mobei was not as quick as everyone expected. Wulihan was not a simple opponent, he was quite cunning.

The battle line was stretched, and the face of the Minister of the Ministry became more and more bitter, and he came to settle accounts with Lu Qing every day.

The treasury was like a hole, and the private money that Ning Juan finally saved up was eaten by the wars on both sides.

When Wulihan came to Daqi, he might have made some misjudgments in other aspects, but he was very accurate in this regard. Daqi was in the stage of recuperation and was not suitable for war.

Seeing that the treasury is gradually empty, after half a year, I am afraid that I have to go back to the west.

The hair on Shangshu's head was gradually empty.

Fortunately, Lu Qing's urgent letter to the northwest received an echo.

It was Duan Lingguang's letter.

As soon as he learned about the state of the treasury half a month ago, Lu Qing knew that Da Qi could not afford to drag on for too long, so he went to the Western Regions to find Duan Lingguang.

Due to the turmoil in Mobei, the Western Regions were also somewhat chaotic, and the letter was delivered to Duan Lingguang after several twists and turns.

Lu Qing didn't want Duan Lingguang to help him for free. The letter promised Duan Lingguang a number of benefits. If Duan Lingguang is willing to take action, he will get more support from the government in the future.

Duan Lingguang replied in a condescending tone: "It's not impossible for me to take action, I can urge all the companies in Jiangnan to donate money, after all, if the rebels hit Jiangnan, we will suffer too, it's just a condition... I said last time, If you want to get the support of the government, open shipping, and be the first to go to sea to trade, if Master Lu approves, I will encourage everyone to pay for it."

Duan Lingguang has made a fortune that rivals the country over the years. In addition to relying on his knowledge of the original work, he also relies on his outstanding abilities.

It is imperative to open the sea, and Lu Qing has discussed with Ning Juan.

It is not impossible to let Duan Lingguang, who is capable enough, be the first to eat crabs.

Lu Qing thought about it and decided to agree to Duan Lingguang's request. He first wrote down a few ideas and restrictions on shipping, and talked about it in detail later.

The letter flew from the capital to the northwest again.

A few days later, Duan Lingguang came to the capital from the Western Regions, begging to see Lu Qingze.

With a glazed lamp.

As soon as the two met, Duan Lingguang put down the glazed lantern, spread his hands and said, "I came in a hurry, I only brought a few pieces of precious jade, a specialty of the Western Regions, as a wedding gift, and I will make up for it carefully in the future."

Lu Qing recognized that it was the Lantern Festival, and he was a little confused when he guessed the lantern riddles in Lin'an House.

"According to my experience," Duan Lingguang said in a deep tone, "you gave me this thing, if your little emperor finds out, either you are unlucky or I am unlucky, for your body and for myself, this thing is still given. Good to be back."

Lu Qingze: "..."

What is the experience of reading from "Master's Literature"?

Lu Qing asked Anping to put away the glazed cups and asked, "It is inconvenient to discuss the matter of shipping now. We have to discuss the details later. I also said in the letter, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

Duan Lingguang shook his fan: "No, no, no, I'm not in a hurry, I just suddenly remembered something - the original work has been edited and edited. Are you looking at the published abridged version or the full online version?"

Lu Qing paused: "..."

What?

Duan Lingguang knew the answer when he saw his subtle expression, and slapped his thigh: "I'll guess you're watching the abridged version. The more you think about it, the more it feels wrong, so why don't you hurry over here?"

Lu Qing realized that something was wrong: "Is there any difference? What was deleted?"

"King Jing, Ning Jing, has Tartar blood." Duan Lingguang said amazingly, "His mother is just a palace maid, but that palace maid has something to do with his mother Ulihan!"

This time, Lu Qing really didn't expect it, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"King Jing's mother has a younger sister, Ulihan's mother, who gave birth to Queen Jing. Although her life in the palace is not very good, she is more or less a master, so King Jing's mother will take Ulihan him. My mother was brought up in the palace, but I didn't expect to spoil it for the old Tartar Khan."

Duan Lingguang added a bit of the deleted information: "So be careful with King Jing, I heard that he is very low-key? How do you say that, a dog that can bite will not bark, and a dog that can bark will not bite. ."

Lu Qing frowned, and his heart gradually became clear: "I understand, thank you for coming here to tell me."

Duan Lingguang shook his fan and didn't pay much attention: "My time is very precious, I just passed the capital, I was going to the ferry to take a boat south, and I came to talk to you about the situation. Don't worry, there are difficulties in the southwest, if the war burns to Jiangnan, the whole Jiangnan Commercial Bank will be affected, and it is not easy for us businessmen who are responsible, everyone wants to live a stable life, not to mention that you have already agreed to some conditions, just for the benefits promised by the court, everyone who can contribute will contribute."

Lu Qing bowed his hands to him: "That's very good, thank you."

"Thank you, I should." Duan Lingguang put away his fan in a dashing manner, "You don't have to worry too much about your little emperor. In the original book, if it weren't for his old illness, it would be like Buddhas blocking Buddhas, gods blocking gods, not to mention him. It's fine now."

Duan Lingguang's comforting is also quite unique.

Lu Qing showed a faint smile and sent him to the outside of the palace in person.

When he returned to Jixuexuan, the surroundings became quiet, while Lu Qing pushed open the door and walked into the empty house, feeling a sense of silence.

The room was pitch black, with no lights on.

If Ning Juan was there in the past, he should be pestering him now, trying to bite his neck and leave a mark.

Thinking of this, Lu Qing subconsciously reached out and touched the back of his neck.

On the snow-white skin, the bite marks that Ning Fan had eagerly left had disappeared.

Lu Qing lowered his eyelashes, and suddenly he couldn't help but miss Ning Wan's breath.

He didn't seem to have ever talked to Ning Juan, and he felt at ease when his breath lingered around him.

A little tired of thinking.

Since he came back, Ning Juan has almost clinged to him and lived in this house, and there are many traces of Ning Juan in the house.

Lu Qing walked into the room, and his eyes stayed on a woven gold robe that had fallen on the couch at some point.

He walked over slowly, picked up the robe, and wanted someone to come and wash it.

The body deviates from the will.

He lowered his head and gently sniffed the breath on his robe.

Ning Juan has been away for more than half a month, and the breath on it is already very light, but I can still capture a little, the faint ambergris, and the breath of Ning Juan himself, not like the freshness of his youth, but another kind of thick hormonal breath.

Lu Qing leaned on the couch, rolled over the precious clothes between his fingers, lowered his head and closed his eyes.

The familiar breath brushed across his nose, as if Ning Wan was by his side.

During the three years he left, Ning Juan was like this. He could only rely on the few traces of breath left in his robes to confirm his existence, pretending that he was still by his side?

Lu Qing understood in a trance, why Ning Juan covered the bed with his clothes.

The behavior is a bit perverted, but it is not incomprehensible.

He was sitting alone in the dark, holding Ning Juan's clothes in a daze, when suddenly there were footsteps outside: "Master Lu? Are you in the room? The spies sent two urgent reports, one of which was The Southwest Bulletin, written by His Majesty himself, is designated to be handed over to you."

Lu Qing suddenly returned to his senses, his ears warmed, and he let go of Ningyan's clothes.

...what is he doing?

Lu Qing shook off the messy thoughts in his mind, coughed lightly, got up and walked out: "I'm here, report the emergency to me."

Changshun sighed, and presented the two urgent reports. He took out the bullet points, and went to light the lights in the house. What if you fall, Your Majesty will definitely not let us go..."

The surroundings suddenly lit up, but Lu Qing didn't pay attention to Changshun's small beep, and turned on the emergency report from the southwest first.

Good news.

Ning Juan won the battle and drove the rebels from Qianzhong back to the vicinity of Shuzhong.

The wartime was urgent and it was inconvenient to say more, so Ning Juan wrote in a hurry.

At the end of the cold and short battle report, there is a sentence of the emperor's selfishness:

Huaixue, the scenery in the southwest is very beautiful. I am trapped in the palace. I have never seen it before. Have you walked here too?

I miss you.

Lu Qing looked at these words, which were obviously written with patience, and repeatedly rubbed the words with his fingertips. He couldn't help but bring a smile to his lips. After reading for a long time, he carefully folded the battle report, put it away, and opened it. another letter.

After a glance, Lu Qingze's eyebrows sank slightly.

He was not suspicious, Fang Xinlu really had a problem.