Raising wolves

Under Lu Qing's curious and amused gaze, Ning Juan could only turn away his face stiffly and tried to argue: "Personal items like handkerchiefs, naturally, cannot be left out, what if they are given to someone with a heart?"

Changshun: "…"

Your Majesty!

He didn't believe it when he heard it, he was a ghost if he could fool Taifu Lu!

Lu Qing leaned back on the chair, rubbed his sore shoulders, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Really, what kind of person with a heart?"

Of course Ning Juan couldn't explain any flowers.

He could only take this opportunity to immediately turn to the back of Lu Qingze's chair, squeeze Lu Qingze's shoulder with a low eyebrow, and muttered unwillingly: "The teacher has not given me a handkerchief, so I will give it to others first. now..."

Was it to calculate this?

Although Lu Qing has been here for a few years and has to live by the rules of this world, his soul is still a modern person, and he has no concept of "pazi" being a private item. Hearing Ning Juan muttering like this, he glanced again At first glance, it seems to be a very aggrieved child.

It made him feel comfortable.

Lu Qing said lazily: "Isn't it just a handkerchief, if you want me, will I give it?"

As he spoke, he took out a new handkerchief from his arms and handed it to Ning Juan: "Here."

Ning Lian was stunned.

Even the hand on Lu Qingze's shoulder inevitably paused.

Lu Qing was surprised: "No? Then don't make trouble again..."

Before he finished speaking, the handkerchief was snatched away.

Ning Juan clenched the handkerchief that was still dyed with Lu Qingze's body temperature, only to feel that the body temperature dyed with plum fragrance seemed to rush to his heart with his fingertips, making his heart beat faster by three points.

"Are you still making trouble?" Lu Qing leaned his elbow against the armrest of the chair, resting his jaw on his palm, turned his head and looked at Ning Juan with a smile.

Ning Juan licked the corners of his dry lips, clenched the handkerchief silently, and whispered, "No more trouble."

Changshun: "…"

For some reason, he suddenly felt as if he should not be here.

Zheng Yao's actions were very fast. He took Pan Jingmin to Hongdu Mansion that day, kicked open the sealed door of Pan Mansion, and threw Pan Jingmin, who had been tortured half-crippled, into the pigsty: "Sir Pan, please excuse me. ."

Pan Jingmin couldn't stand up on one leg and fell to the ground.

There was a burst of laughter all around.

The stench hit, so disgusting that Pan Jingmin didn't have time to take care of those mocking and contemptuous gazes, he vomited furiously, saliva and tears flowed, but it was self-inflicted. Reaching out, he flipped out the ledger.

He stared at the account book, a vicious look flashed in his slender eyes squeezed by the pile of flesh on his face, and suddenly he used his hands to tear up the account book!

Zheng Yao was covered with a cloth towel, leisurely talking to his subordinates outside, but Yu Guang kept staring at Pan Jingmin's movements.

Pan Jingmin's palm was stabbed in the opposite direction on the spot!

The ledger in Pan Jingmin's hand fell to the ground, and he couldn't help screaming in pain, accompanied by a sharp cursing: "Zheng Yao, son of a bitch, how dare you treat this official like this, when this official goes out, he chops your head off. Urinal!"

"Yo, Master Pan, do you still think you are the high-ranking governor of Jiangyou?"

Zheng Yao clasped his hands, the sneer in his eyes condensed, showing a bit of fierce suffocation: "Pan Jingmin, I advise you not to find guilt for yourself, otherwise, before you can die, you will hate the fact that you can live. "

Pan Jingmin shivered subconsciously, and collapsed into the filth and stench.

Watching Zheng Yao pick up the ledger with a long stick, at that moment, he suddenly regretted it.

Not because he regretted exploiting the common people, nor did he regret not curing the flood and treating the sick inhumanely, but regretting that he despised the little emperor.

If he knew now, why did he superstitute Wei Herong in the first place?

The ledger was handed over to Ning Juan that night, but fortunately it was wrapped in something, so it wouldn't have an indescribable taste.

The weather in Jiangyou was so hot that it was hard to breathe. When I went out during the day, I felt wet and sticky. At night, it was not much better. , Open the window to ventilate and fly into mosquito bites, which is annoying.

However, compared with the disasters encountered by Jiangyou people, this issue is not worth mentioning.

The guest room was too small to fit the bathtub. Lu Qing went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he returned to the room, his hair was dry. He spread it out and wiped it, when he heard a knock on the door from outside. Voice.

They are so familiar with each other that they know who they are when they hear the rhythm.

Lu Qing casually gathered up his collar, walked over leisurely, opened the door directly, and joked, "Why, are you here to ask for a veil again?"

Ning Juan came to the door with Pan Jingmin's private ledger with a legitimate reason. When he heard this, he remembered the embarrassment of the two times during the day, and his ears burned again.

The door was opened, and Lu Qing turned his back to the light, as if a warm golden edge had been plated by candlelight, and even the edges of the long black hair that were scattered were painted and painted, making a face as shiny as jade, and the whole person looked good. It seems to be glowing, making people reluctant to look away.

Ning Juan was stunned for a long time, until Lu Qingze raised his nasal voice "um" suspiciously, and then he looked away with difficulty, and hurriedly swept to the thin collarbone exposed by Lu Qingze's unfinished neckline, and was suddenly displeased: "Why did the teacher open the door casually without asking a question? If it's not me, but Chen Xiaodao, will you open the door like this?"

What should I do if I saw Chen Xiaodao!

Lu Qing was slightly puzzled: "So what?"

What is that so!

Still a little vigilant?

Ning Wan's teeth were itchy, and decided to educate Lu Qingze after finishing the business, and said with a stern face: "The letters between Pan Jingmin and Wei Herong were all burned, but the account book is obtained. Do you want to take a look at it together, teacher?"

Lu Qing happily turned to the side: "Come in."

Ning Wan was so busy these days that she could only stay in the study room. She couldn't say it was comfortable, and she didn't get a good rest. She was always tense. She walked into Lu Qingze's room and felt a little more relaxed. She sat down on the couch. He patted the position beside him, his eyes sparkling: "Teacher, sit here."

Still sticky.

Lu Qing glanced at him and sat beside him according to his words.

After bathing, the faint fragrance soaked in the dampness, and the fragrance of Mei was also hazy as if it had passed through the water.

After washing, her face became clearer and brighter, and the tear moles at the corners of her eyes were the most color-enhancing. Her hair was loosely draped, and her clothes were loose, but she was still unspeakably beautiful.

Ning Juan didn't dare to move his hands and feet, and breathed lightly, for fear of colliding with this amazing beauty.

Although Emperor Chong'an asked the immortals, he did not reboot. There were many beauties in the palace. When Ning Ruan was a child, when he was hiding from the people sent by the queen, he was so thin that he could climb walls and drill dog holes. Every palace and every courtyard has seen beautiful women sent from all over the world.

Although they will be driven away like a wild dog.

Those beauties are fat, thin, and charming.

But in his eyes, Lu Qingze didn't even have a finger.

The teacher is the most beautiful person he has ever seen.

The teacher is so...beautiful.

Ning Yan's eyelashes trembled, and he carefully pressed the thought that would offend Lu Qingze, but he couldn't help but put his head on Lu Qingze's shoulder, squinting to sniff his breath.

Lu Qing flipped through the ledger and felt like he was being held by a puppy, his fluffy hair was rubbing against his neck, it was so itchy, he couldn't help patting Ning Juan's back, and scolded with a smile, "Sit up straight. "

Ning Juan was naturally unhappy, and still put his chin on his shoulder, trying to distract Lu Qingze's attention: "This ledger contains the intersection of Pan Jingmin and Wei Herong over the past few years, but there are no correspondence, so I have to go back and secretly Pan Jingmin was escorted back to the capital and sent to the tribunal for trial."

Lu Qing roughly finished flipping through it, but he didn't find anything wrong with the ledger. He nodded and said, "Let's keep him alive for a few more days."

When the ledger is in hand, it can be considered that Pan Jingmin's matter has been resolved.

Ning Juan's mood improved a lot, half-squinting, he couldn't help but start arranging the next things: "When the situation in Jiangyou becomes clearer, we will hand over the rest of the mess to Fan Xingyan and Yu Shurong to deal with, and then go to Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Give the mother a ritual sweep, and then go to the teacher's house to have a look."

Lu Qing listened to the first half with a smile, but he didn't feel anything at all. He even felt pity for Ning Juan when he heard the words "mother and queen".

It wasn't until I heard the last sentence that I realized something was wrong.

at home? what home?

His Majesty, a young man who usually cherishes words like gold in front of people, is still babbling in Lu Qingze's ear: "The teacher will take me to the place where you grew up when you are a child, and I will come back later when I return to Beijing. Lin'an, I'm afraid it won't be so easy."

Lu Qing hesitated to speak: "..."

Did the little emperor want to bring him "homecoming"?

This problem is bigger.

In the original book, he also mentioned "Lu Qingze", the lead of the small cannon fodder, in a few words. Where did he introduce his life and past? He borrowed people from Ning Juan to check people over the years, and he did not dare to use it to check the life of "Lu Qingze".

Check yourself, anyone sees ghosts.

Lu Qingze could only calmly lean on the side, and learn about the setting of the original Lu Qingze from others, but the original Lu Qingze was short-lived after high school and died too early. .

The only useful things were pryed out from Cheng Wenang.

But it is said that they are from the same town. The Lin'an House is so big, and Cheng Wenang and the original Lu Qing did not meet before going to Beijing to take the exam, and they didn't know much about it.

So how does he know where the original Lu Qingze grew up, where he has been, where is his home, and who he knows!

Lu Qing thought about it, his head began to hurt, and he interrupted Ning Juan with a warm voice: "It's not early, I'm a little sleepy, Guoguo, do you want to sleep with me tonight?"

Ning Juan's ears were pricked up, his eyes lit up: "Yes!"

Seeing that the little emperor shifted his attention and happily made the bed, Lu Qing heaved a long sigh of relief.

Can be fooled in the past.

If Ning Juan really brought him back to Lin'an and asked him to introduce the place where he "growed up", he couldn't pretend to have amnesia, right?

His written understanding of Lin'an Mansion, I am afraid that he has not forgotten Ning Wanshen, and he can still sneak past others in a confused way, showing his tricks in front of Ning Wan, but he can't take it back.

The little boy is smart.

Although in the process of teaching Ning Juan, Lu Qing infiltrated some modern concepts intentionally or unintentionally, but he met when Ning Juan's three views had already been formed. Turned into a trend-setter of the times, not to mention that Ning Juan is a person with a slightly paranoid personality.

If you find out that he is actually a wandering soul possessed...

This kind of thing is unacceptable even for modern people, let alone the ancients.

No matter how good the relationship is, you have to be caught and go to the Great God to exorcise evil spirits.

Lu Qing didn't want to be caught to exorcise evil spirits, so he shook his head secretly, put away the account book, and touched his hair again.

Looking up again, Ning Juan was already lying down, waiting for him.

As if worried about being kicked out, he hurriedly climbed into bed.

...Why is she becoming more and more like a poor little daughter-in-law.

Lu Qing squeezed his forehead, walked over with an oil lamp, and used the light to replace the mosquito repellent kit beside the bed with a new one, then blew the lamp, put down the gauze, and lay down in the moonlight: "There are quite a few mosquitoes here. Too many, it seems that Imperial Doctor Chen's medicine kit can't prevent all of them, have you been bitten?"

Ning Juan shook his head: "No, what about the teacher?"

Lu Qingze: "Mosquitoes ran away when they saw you. Where are you free to bite me?"

Ning Wan couldn't help but laugh.

The wing rooms in the official office are very simple, and the canopy bed is also narrow, which is incomparable with the palace.

Although Lu Qing was thin, he wasn't short. Ning Juan was just growing up, not the skinny little monkey he was when he was a child. The two of them huddled together on the bed, and there was not much free space, so it was hard to avoid contact. .

However, Ning Juan still pretended to move towards him silently.

The canopy bed was oppressed by the weight of the two people, and I don't know how many years old it was. The bed frame was a little wobbly. Every time Ning Juan moved over a little, the canopy bed would squeak and scream, in the dark and quiet. Quite clear and harsh at night.

Lu Qingze: "..."

Did this little **** think he was deaf?

Between being bitten by mosquitoes and being bored, Lu Qing chose to be bored and panic, keeping the doors and windows closed. After all, the plague was raging. Who knows if the mosquitoes that leaked in would carry any viruses.

Originally, it was very hot in the room, but now I feel like I am lying by a small stove, and it will be cooked with smoke and smoke in the next second.

The small stove didn't even notice the stove, intending to come over and bake it.

Lu Qing closed his eyes originally, but opened them again because of the heat.

He turned over helplessly, turned to Ning Juan, and was able to distance himself a little. His slender index finger gently pressed against Ning Juan's forehead and pushed him to the side: "Ancestor, aren't you hot?"

Although Lu Qing was afraid of heat, his body temperature was actually not high, and he didn't sweat much. His fingers were warm and cool, and it was very comfortable to fall between his eyebrows.

Ning Juan couldn't help but rubbed lightly, his breath was hot and very stubborn: "Not hot."

Lu Qingze's body was too weak. He was afraid of cold in winter and heat in summer. The physical force forced him to be squeamish.

The bed was so small that he would fall to the ground if he moved further, but he couldn't kick the more noble emperor on the ground, lest who would overtake the shift tomorrow?

He could only endure it and draw a line: "If you get closer, I will go to sleep on the Arhat couch. You can roll on the bed by yourself."

Ning Juan pursed his lips in grievance, and had no choice but to move: "Why don't the people below bring ice? Dare to neglect the teacher?"

He was a little annoyed. Because he didn't sleep with Lu Qingze, he was so busy recently that he forgot to pay attention to this matter.

I couldn't help but blame myself in my heart.

Lu Qing flicked his forehead: "This is not the palace, everyone is busy, no one is used to these stinky problems, it's just a little thing, nothing to worry about."

Ning Juan knew that Lu Qing was saying something.

Not to mention that Zheng Yao can't wait to split it into eight pieces. He also really wants to have a few more hands to handle affairs. No one brought over from the capital is eating leisurely.

For a while, he didn't know how to respond to Lu Qingze.

There was another rustling movement around him, Ning Juan also turned over and lay on his side facing Lu Qingze.

The room was dark, only the faint moonlight projected from the window, a little spread out to the bedside, reflecting the dark eyes of the young emperor.

Lu Qing touched his head: "Okay, I'm so tired recently, it's rare to be able to sleep earlier, still not sleeping?"

Ning Juan shook his head: "I want to talk to the teacher."

"Huh?" Lu Qing smiled, "You tell me, I'll listen."

Ning Juan's face became stern: "Next time someone knocks on the door, before asking the identity, the teacher must not rashly open the door directly, and wear good clothes, just like today, in case someone who is conspiring to do bad things sees it. Woolen cloth?"

Lu Qing didn't expect that the "talking" of the little brat was "lecturing", and the eyes that were originally closed slowly opened again, and he was quite unappreciative: "The yard is all your people, where can there be people who are plotting bad things? ?"

Ning Juan listened to the tone that he didn't care about, and became more and more angry, and opened his mouth to refute.

Why is there no more?

Isn't Ning Cong that kind of person?

But when the words came to his mouth, he froze again.

But Ning Cong was not here.

Then, where did the scheming ... people come from?

Ning Juan suddenly felt a little dry, and his eyes scribbled in the dark to trace the graceful outlines of the people who were close at hand, and stopped talking.

Lu Qing felt that he should have nothing to say, he hummed and turned over to lie down.

Little bastard, dare to teach your teacher.

Ning Juan was bored for a long time, and couldn't help but speak again: "In short, teacher, you are always so careless, how can you tell me to rest assured? You have to be taken care of for the rest of your life."

Lu Qing said strangely: "Do you still want to be bound to the teacher for a lifetime?"

Ning Juan pursed the corners of his lips in displeasure: "Teacher, this is what you promised me, to stay with me all the time."

Lu Qing thought to himself that I didn't sign this permanent body sale agreement, opened his eyes three times, turned his face to look at him, and ridiculed him: "You want to be with me for the rest of your life, then you won't marry a wife?"

Ning Juan did not hesitate: "I don't want to marry."

"..." Lu Qing was simply laughing and laughing, "When you say something like this now, be careful that your face hurts."

Hearing what he said, Ning Juan felt aggrieved: "Is the teacher also urging me to be elected?"

"What's the matter, don't wrong me." Lu Qing was sleepy and confused, patted him on the back perfunctory, coaxed him, his voice gradually weakened, "How old are you, it's too early to say these things now, if we meet in the future When it comes to the girl you like, you can't be so awkward anymore."

Ning Juan was silent again.

Numerous vague thoughts flashed through his mind.

Favorite girl?

Can that girl have a good teacher? Can you also treat each other with sincerity and accompany him from being ridiculed to the present? Can you also have a good appearance of Shengxue, as bright as the bright moon?

Lu Qing didn't wait for Ning Juan's response, feeling that he should have persuaded the stubborn **** to breathe gradually and let himself fall asleep.

It's just that it's not heat-resistant and sleeps very restlessly.

Ning Juan pulled back from the mess of thoughts, saw Lu Qing's slightly wrinkled brows, and knew that he was afraid of the heat, so he quietly went down from the other end of the canopy bed, and walked silently with bare feet. At the door of the house, he carefully opened the crack of the door, and gave two orders to the dark guard outside.

After waiting too long, the dark guard spoke back and forth.

The south is no better than the north. Not only is the weather hotter, but it also rarely freezes in winter. It is extremely difficult to store ice, and it is hard to find ice in summer.

Jiang You's current situation is in a mess, except for some dignitaries in the city who are not affected, who has the leisure to cool off the heat?

Ning Juan frowned, thinking about it, took the big fan from the dark guard, and went back to the bed.

He was lying on his side, holding a big fan in one hand, and gently fanning Lu Qingze.

After being fanned by Xu Xuliang, it was much better, but Lu Qing's clenched brows slowly loosened, and his breathing became much smoother.

Ning's mood became clear.

Even if the surrounding conditions were not good, he wanted to make Lu Qing feel more comfortable.

Even if he was uncomfortable himself, he wanted Lu Qing to be comfortable.