MTL - Raising Wolves-v2 Chapter 44

Huzhou Mansion is not far from Lin'an Mansion, and it is appreciated by all people in the world because of the lake pen.

When the Liang family was at its most glorious, countless people came to Huzhou to seek medical treatment, and even the local officials complied with the Liang family.

Later, due to the chaos in the palace, the Liang family offended the nobles, and it was completely eliminated after a fire.

When the prefect of Huzhou heard that His Majesty was about to come, he hurriedly drove out the people who occupied the old land of the Liang family, and changed the plaque on the house overnight, thinking about telling His Majesty that this was the new house he built for the Liang family.

A whole bunch of people waited left and right, waiting for His Majesty to come.

Who knew that His Majesty did not come to the Liang family's house, or even entered the city. When the news came, the convoy had already gone directly to the Liang family's ancestral tomb.

Although the Liang family has been in decline for many years, the ancestral tomb has not been picked up, but it is very desolate. Even after Ning Juan ascended the throne, almost no one remembers that Ning Juan's mother's family was the Liang family in Huzhou.

However, the prefect of Huzhou temporarily dispatched people to cut the weeds and worship them in advance, so when they arrived, they didn't look so miserable.

It was only a light rain last night, and the air was not so sticky and humid, but the road to the ancestral grave was not easy to walk. The road was muddy, and it was slippery and easy to fall.

Ning Juan opened the curtain and looked outside, watching when Chang Shun walked over, he slammed his **** and turned his head calmly: "The road is not easy to walk, so the teacher doesn't have to go down, I'll go up the post. Xiang, come back soon."

After rushing for two days, Lu Qing's whole body was in pain. He coughed easily when he saw the wind, and he didn't embarrass himself.

Ning Juan pressed his head back to prevent him from coughing again.

His body is so thin that every time he coughs so hard, he feels like he is about to cough up his lungs, which is heart-wrenching.

Chen Xiaodao ran over with a smile, helped Chang Shun who was blushing, and teased: "Shunzi, we all know that you are loyal to His Majesty, but you don't have to give such a big gift at any time."

Hearing this, Chang Shun was not so embarrassed anymore, and glanced at Ning Juan.

Ning Juan tidied up his sleeves and didn't need anyone to move the stool. He got off the car neatly, and his clear eyes fell: "Go and change clothes."

After speaking, with a few guards, he glanced at Xu Shu, who was following him, and didn't say a word.

The wind was a little cold, but Lu Qing didn't want to cough up, so he stayed in the carriage.

Concubine Jing died of illness in the cold palace, and the Liang family built a tomb for her in her hometown.

Walking into the ancestral grave of the Liang family, Ning Juan's footsteps did not stop, his eyes slipped past the stone monuments, and finally landed on the monument of Jing Concubine.

Jing's concubine's name is Liang Yuan.

Ning Juan stopped and stared at the name, the hot flashes filled the surroundings, vaguely recalling some memories.

He remembered very early, and to this day, he still remembers that hot summer day.

It was a morning in July in the eighteenth year of Jian'an, and the capital was hot.

He woke up from his mother's cold arms.

The attendants beside the queen would come to torture and humiliate Jingbi from time to time. She also came to the cold palace aggressively that day, and when she was pushing and shoving, she found that she was out of breath, so she panicked and ran to report to the queen.

It didn't take long for Feng Yi's thousands of queens to come to the cold palace.

At that time, Ning Juan was still too small and short, and when he raised his head, he felt the dazzling rays of light, and could not see the face of this arrogant woman.

He sat quietly on the edge of the bed, clutching his mother's cold hand tightly.

Unlike the rotten and tidal aura in the cold palace, the empress was filled with a pungent fragrance, her fingers were painted with blood-like Zhu Kou, pinched his mother's chin, looked at him, and sneered: "Bitch, Killing the children of this palace is an easy death."

The little **** on the side nodded and bowed: "Concubine Jing died of illness, Niangniang must be careful not to get bad luck."

The queen showed disgust, and immediately withdrew her hand and wiped her fingers.

Another palace maid asked, "Niangniang, what should I do with the corpse of Concubine Jing?"

"What else to do?" The queen lowered her head and glanced at Xiao Ning Juan, who was standing motionless beside her mother's corpse. In front of him, her voice was filled with malice, "What should I do if some disease spreads to the palace? Burned."

When the palace servants were about to carry Jing Concubine out, Ning Juan suddenly moved. He rushed up, trying to get back his mother's body, biting and kicking with all his might - but how strong is a five-year-old child?

The little **** kicked him in the stomach and spat: "Little bastard, you are next!"

The queen hurriedly left, and the door of the cold palace creaked and slammed shut.

The severe pain in his lower abdomen made his eyes turn black, and he couldn't breathe for a while. He curled up into a small ball, his eyelashes flickered, and in the bright sunlight, he was in the gap of the gate, staring at his mother's corpse. Trapped in the mat, he was lifted farther and farther, and he tried to reach out, but he couldn't reach it.

Ning Juan clearly remembered what all the people who came to the cold palace said, did, tone and face that day, and even remembered the unique rotten atmosphere in the cold palace at that time.

But I can't remember whether I was curled up on the ground or not crying.

When he arrested the palace maid who stole things a few years ago, he asked Zheng Yao to capture all the palace servants who participated in the incident, tortured and interrogated one by one, but he couldn't find out where she was left.

However, after he ascended the throne, Jing Concubine was posthumously named Empress Dowager Notre Dame, and was buried in the imperial mausoleum with her clothes.

- Very ironic.

He was charged with crimes before his death, and made up for it in vain.

Only two are left blank.

Recovering from the long-term memory, Ning Juan took the incense handed by the guard, knelt on the futon, and placed three sticks of incense on his mother's tomb.

Xu Shu followed behind and asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, can I serve incense?"

Ning Juan didn't say anything, got up and backed away, and let her mother see the senior brother she cared about.

Xu Shu was not polite, and went forward to burn incense and paper for his junior sister.

He has traveled abroad for many years, and this is the first time he has returned to Huzhou.

Ning Juan stared faintly at Xu Shu's back, thinking that his name was Xu Yuan outside, and his mother always stared at the hairpin in a daze before her death, and twitched the corner of her mouth.

If you didn't know it before, but now you've tasted love for the first time, you'll understand.

The mother hated Emperor Chong'an.

Emperor Chong'an not only cut off her future as a doctor, but also cut off her relationship with her beloved senior brother. He locked her in the deep palace with broken wings. The queen's mother's family was dissatisfied, and without saying a word, she was thrown into the cold palace with her child.

Why can't you hate it?

So even hating him is normal.

In the last days in the cold palace, when she was ill and unconscious, she often murmured, and she dreamed countless times in her dreams that she did not visit the doctor, was not favored by Emperor Chong'an, and continued to practice medicine in Jiangnan, full of joy. Marry Xu Shu.

Emperor Chong'an never cared about his son, and only met him once in front of the dying bed.

Although his mother loved him, he hated him.

Ning Juan was in a trance when he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder.

Before he could react, the slightly cold fragrance of plum blossoms touched the tip of his nose.

Lu Qing was bored waiting in the carriage, opened the curtain and looked from a distance, although he could only vaguely see the back of the little emperor, he could see that he was standing alone, looking a little lonely and empty.

So he came over without thinking, and no one dared to stop him anyway.

"Guoguo, what are you thinking?"

A familiar voice came to his ears.

Ning Yan suddenly pulled out from the inexplicable coldness, and when he turned his head, he couldn't help showing a smile, and quickly raised his face: "Teacher, didn't you stay in the carriage, why did you come here?"

Lu Qing was wearing a mask, revealing only reddish and moist lips, which looked plump and more complex than before: "If you come all the way, you should also put incense on the empress dowager."

After he finished speaking, he ignored Ning Juan's small temper, took the incense, and went to pay his respects.

Ning Juan looked at his back, and with hindsight, Lu Qing probably came to comfort him.

Couldn't help but smile.

At least he still has a teacher who is dedicated to him.

And never leave him.

This sacrifice is very simple. Ning Juan has always been unpleasant, and he doesn't want anyone to disturb the ancestral tomb of the Liang family.

The Imperial Army and the Jinyi Guards guarded the ancestral tomb, and prohibited people from entering.

The prefect of Huzhou came in a hurry, bumped into a wall, and learned that His Majesty did not like the fun, so he hurried back to the outside of the city to reduce the number of idle people and so on—that is, to get rid of some small officials who came to rub the station, and kept the various ones to promote it. The young girl, dreaming of which girl his Majesty fell in love with when he entered the city, and later married a royal family.

After all, what Ning Juan had done in Jiangyou had already spread. The killing was ruthless, sharp and decisive, and his wrist was tough.

Who would dare to underestimate this legendary puppet emperor now?

Wei Herong is now a powerful man, but the little emperor is not a vegetarian.

In Jiangyou's battle, His Majesty the Emperor took a risk, but won a slam.

When this majesty truly reigns over the world, what will happen to those who neglected and offended him in the past?

However, the prefect of Huzhou waited left and right, until the sun was about to set, and the convoy of His Majesty the Emperor entered the city.

He couldn't help but sent his entourage to investigate.

The person sent out soon came back, confused: "Sir, didn't you see a convoy coming?"

"How is it possible, His Majesty was still offering sacrifices at the ancestral tomb of the Liang family." The prefect of Huzhou wiped the hot sweat from his face and waved his hand, "Go and explore again."

The entourage had to ride away again.

When he came back, the sky was already dark, and the sunset on the horizon was almost engulfed by the clouds.

The entourage hurried back and reported: "Sir, Your Majesty did not stop. After the sacrifice, he changed his way to Lin'an Mansion!"

The prefect of Huzhou and the crowd behind him were dumbfounded.

While the prefect of Huzhou was waiting outside the city gate, Lu Qing sat in the carriage and drank the medicine prepared by the accompanying people.

He quietly made a small calculation - after the sacrifice, Ning Juan had to go to Huzhou City to rest, greet the prefect of Huzhou, and then go to see the old site of Liang's family?

He took the opportunity to make up a decent lie, coaxed Ning Juan, and went to Lin'an Mansion alone to meet the protagonist of the original novel.

Anyway, Huzhou Prefecture is not very far from Lin'an Prefecture, so a round trip is too late.

They came from left and right, how can I not meet the protagonist Duan Lingguang.

He has always been vigilant about this protagonist in his heart, no matter what, it is best not to let Ning Wan and Duan Lingguang face each other.

Just after drinking the medicine, the fatigue from the journey of the past few days also came up, and with the slight hypnotic shaking of the carriage, I fell asleep unconsciously.

When he woke up, it was already dark.

Before opening his eyelids, Lu Qing first noticed that he was not lying on the big soft bed.

The carriage was still shaking slightly, and when he opened his eyes, the candlelight on the table swayed slightly with the frequency of shaking.

He was covered in a robe, and the refreshing breath of the young man enveloped him.

Under the head is rather tired ... stomach.

Since the last time he disliked Ning Lan's muscles being too hard, the child tried to use his stomach as a pillow.

Obviously his abdominal muscles are harder, but Lu Qing looked at His Majesty the Emperor's sincere and wet eyes, and was really embarrassed to reject this piece of filial piety.

It's just...is the way into the city that far?

Or did he only sleep for a little while?

Lu Qing suddenly had an ominous premonition.

He moved a little, and Ning Jian, who was quietly reading the book, lowered his head: "Teacher is awake? Are you hungry?"

Lu Qing wanted to ask why he hadn't arrived yet. Seeing that he was reading, he first taught him a lesson: "The candlelight is weak, so be careful to hurt your eyes."

Ning Juan enjoyed being taught in a stern tone by Lu Qingze, and after listening to it with a smile, he justified himself: "I wasted time, just picked it up, the teacher woke up, don't worry."

Lu Qing sat up and glanced at the book in a daze, his face blank for a while: "What are you doing with the Diamond Sutra?"

Isn't His Majesty the Emperor the most hated of ghosts, gods, Buddhism and Taoism?

He slept for a while, and when he woke up, the students were going to take refuge in my Buddha?

Ning Juan coughed lightly, and his face was a little overwhelmed. He threw the book away at will: "Just like what the teacher said, just pass the time casually."

If he hadn't been staring at Lu Qingze's face all the time, he would have had some thoughts that he felt dirty and filthy, and he would not have let Changshun find this Buddhist scripture to read.

It is said that reading the Buddhist scriptures can make people concentrate and calm their minds and clear their minds.

Although he sniffed the faint fragrance of plum in his arms, he did not feel the slightest trace of tranquility.

Sure enough, the teachings of Buddhism are all false.

Lu Qing glanced at the book suspiciously again: "Isn't there any eminent monk that I met halfway through and gave His Majesty a degree?"

This is just a joke.

Only Lu Qing dared to make such a joke.

Ning Wan smiled, knocked on the carriage three times, and followed him: "I'm afraid that even if the true Buddha comes down, it is not enough to cross me."

Lu Qing didn't bother about the Buddhist scripture anymore. He was very thirsty when he woke up and reached out to pour a cup of tea.

Ning Juan moved faster than him, stretched out his hand, poured a cup of tea steadily, and handed it to his mouth.

The warm tea entered his throat, alleviating the burning thirst, while Lu Qing lifted his eyelids in relief and glanced at Ning tired.

I want to wait for Ning Juan to meet the girl he likes in the future, and he will be so considerate.

What girl wouldn't like his cubs?

He was sullen, opened the curtain and looked out: "Why haven't you arrived in Huzhou yet?"

Ning Juan was afraid that the hurried journey would distract the teacher he had managed to get together, so the carriage traveled very slowly.

Changshun and Chen Xiaodao were walking outside, discussing some gossip, and when they heard the knocking sound, Changshun climbed into the carriage with snacks.

He happened to hear Lu Qingze's words, and Changshun answered with a smile: "Master Lu is sleepy, this is not the way to Huzhou, it is to Lin'an House."

Lu Qingze: "..."

Lu Qingze's expression froze for a moment.

Because of a serious illness, some vague memories before the illness suddenly became clear.

The night before he fell ill, what did Ning Juan say when he was in bed with him?

Ning Juan wanted to take him back to Lin'an Mansion and let him take him to the place where he grew up... How could he know where to go!

He completely forgot about it.

Is it still too late to pretend that the memory is blurred after a serious illness?

Lu Qing had a great headache for a while. After thinking about the possibility of pretending to be sick, he thought about Xu Shu coming with him, and then slowly gave up the idea.

Little brat, the only way out is for him.

Ning Juan noticed that Lu Qingze's mood seemed a little wrong: "Teacher?"

"It's alright, I just woke up, my mind is a little foggy." Lu Qing knew that this little brat was very keen, pressing down the complicated feelings in his heart, his face was as usual, "We have been away from the capital for too long, if Wei Herong learns that we are leaving Jiangyou , I am afraid there will be actions, it is not appropriate to stay for a long time, it is better to return to Beijing as soon as possible."

Ning Yan held his cheeks and stared at his face: "Last time I got off the boat and passed by in a hurry, this time I should take a closer look. It's only three or five days, so I can afford to delay it."

Lu Qingze: "..."

Thank you so much for your kindness.

But on second thought, his body has not yet recovered, and he looks like he is going to die at any time. When he is really fooled, he will faint at a big risk. Anyway, he is familiar with this process.

On the contrary, Ning Juan took the initiative to go to Lin'an Mansion to avoid him making excuses. After all, it would be more difficult for Ning Juan to rest assured that he would leave alone.

Lu Qing quickly calmed down, finished eating snacks with Ning Juan with a calm expression, and chatted and laughed.

After filling the stomach, the carriage finally swayed slowly to Lin'an Mansion.

The officials of Lin'an Prefecture were more likely to be involved than the prefect of Huzhou.

With the experience of the last reception, Governor Li Xun did not make too much pomp.

When His Majesty's imperial order came and asked him to allocate food to support Jiang You, he was not very willing and did not give much.

The little majesty made such a big move in Jiangyou, and came to Lin'an mansion specially, shouldn't he come to settle accounts with him?

Changshun held his head high, holding the temperament of the chief executive in front of the royal family: "The horses are very troublesome, Your Majesty will go back to the palace to rest first, and Governor Li should let everyone go."

It doesn't look like it's settling the bill?

There was a smile on Li Xun's face, and his heart was relieved. He quickly let everyone go, and don't bother His Majesty's eyes.

The convoy reeled into the city again, to the previous palace.

Lu Qing was very drowsy after drinking the medicine. It was rare to wake up in the carriage for a while. After washing up a little, he photographed His Majesty, who intended to sleep with him, behind the door panel, and fell asleep.

He slept in a carriage for several days in a row. No matter how soft the bed was, it was still a carriage. Sleeping was not as solid as a bed. His bones were sore all over his body. , the sky was bright when I woke up.

He took a shower by himself, and when he went out, he happened to see Ning Juan practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard.

When I was in Jiangyou some time ago, I was tired of official business every day, and I had to check around frequently. Ning Juan had not been able to practice martial arts for several days, but fortunately he was not unfamiliar.

The young man's body is strong, and his swordsmanship is smooth and flowing, which is a visual enjoyment that contains power.

Lu Qing leaned on the pillar with a smile and watched a set of swordsmanship, and applauded sincerely.

Ning Juan just saw Lu Qingze come out, grabbed a beautiful sword flower, put the sword into the sheath with a bang, took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat, then turned his head and strode forward, full of vigor. Bobo: "Teacher is awake? I can't bear to wake you up when I see you are fast asleep."

Lu Qing was in a trance and felt as if he had seen a small peacock with an open screen.

Ning Juan tried his best to restrain himself. He didn't open the screen to the end. He clapped his hands and motioned Changshun to bring his breakfast: "Teacher has been away from Lin'an for many years. I must be very homesick. After breakfast, I will accompany the teacher to take a look."

Lu Qing smiled: "...Well."

After breakfast, Lu Qing drank the new medicine under Ning Juan's gaze.

Xu Shu said that he wanted to give Lu Qingze a conditioning treatment, and he worked out a new recipe in the past two days, but it was inconvenient to find medicinal materials on the road. When he arrived at Lin'an Mansion last night, Ning Juan ordered someone to get the medicine.

The new recipe was not so bitter, but Lu Qing drank it refreshingly, no longer grinding and chirping.

After drinking the medicine, the two of them changed into an ordinary carriage, took only a few attendants, and left the palace.

Lu Qing didn't even know where the original body lived. He was very silent on the road. He said many things and made mistakes. He only looked outside occasionally and tried his best to look nostalgic.

Ning Juan also opened the curtain with great interest and looked at the lively street scene outside: "Lin'an people like sweets, there seems to be a sweet smell on the street, no wonder the teacher likes sweets."

Lu Qing smiled and said nothing.

He wasn't that fond of sweets either, but he had to drink medicine until his mouth was tasteless and the base of his tongue was bitter, and only sweets could relieve it.

The carriage passed a corner shop, Ning Juan glanced at it, and suddenly asked, "The sugar water shop over there seems to be doing a good job, has the teacher been there?"

Lu Qing didn't know if he had been there. He glanced at it and saw that it looked like an old shop. The signboard was also very common. The price should not be high. Let's go."

Ning Juan's smile suddenly stopped, and he took a deep look at Lu Qingze.

He just saw that Lu Qingze was not very interested, so he wanted to try it out on a whim—that shop only started selling sugar water in the past two years.

Ning Juan remembered the strange custom Lu Qing proposed on the night of his birthday.

He suddenly felt a little excited to see Lu Qingze's secret.

A long time ago, he was full of curiosity about Lu Qingze, such as Lu Qingze's understanding of many courtiers in the court, and his predictions that always hit the spot.

As if he is not a person here, but an immortal who descended from the sky.

The teacher is indeed as immortal as the moon, not only in his demeanor, but also in his personality.

That kind of seemingly approachable, but always has an indifferent sense of alienation from others, as if there is a natural barrier, and no matter how close you are, you can't touch the most real him.

When he didn't understand his mind, Ning Juan always wanted to be closer and closer to him.

More so now.

He wanted to see Lu Qingze clearly.

Ning Juan's expression didn't change, he sat down beside Lu Qingze, and hugged his hand sticky: "Speaking of which, the birthday of my uncle is coming soon, but we should go back to Beijing in two days, and we won't be able to make it in time. Shall I accompany the teacher to the incense stick?"

Lu Qing was about to nod his head, but halfway through his head, he stopped, and looked at Ning Lian doubtfully: "Guo Guo, do you still remember the wrong time?

Although he didn't know the exact date of his uncle's death, he passed away before going to Beijing to take the exam. Spring was in March, and it would not take more than two months to rush to the capital from Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

It can't be the anniversary of death at this time.

Lu Qing looked at Ning Juan, who was full of innocent eyes, kindly.

This little brat is testing him?

The author has something to say:

Lu Qingze (person): No, he is testing me, does he want to drag me to dance to the great **** to exorcise evil spirits?

Ning Juan (dog hook): Knowing the teacher will help you fall in love with the teacher more deeply!