MTL - Raising Wolves-v2 Chapter 57

"On the nineteenth day of the eighth month of the fifth year of Shengyuan, Fengtian transported the emperor, and the imperial edict said, "Zhan Shi, the young master of Zhan Shi's house, and Lu Qingze, the master, are very elegant, jade and pure, and I highly commend them. Zhiwenyuan Pavilion."

The one who came to announce the decree was Changshun, the chief of the imperial court. After declaring the decree in a strict manner, he quickly helped Lu Qingze get up with a smile: "Congratulations to Lu Shilang, please get up quickly."

Lu Qing stood up along the way, rubbed his temples, and decided to go to the palace tomorrow to ask this little **** what was going on, and he actually left this errand to him.

Among the six ministries, the Ministry of Officials is the most expensive, the Ministry of Households is rich, and the Minister of Officials is second only to the Shangshu.

Compared to the illusory title of Taifu he had previously held, the third-rank official minister was not of high rank, but he held real power.

He only took power a few days ago, and now he is sitting in such an important position, I don't know how many people in the court will hate him to death.

Changshun is the most observant, but seeing Lu Qing's mouth holding the corners of his mouth, the smile in his eyes is very flat, and he was puzzled, and quickly added: "Your Majesty said that you are not in good health, you can still avoid the early morning, just back All have to enter the palace, discuss political affairs together in the cabinet, and go to the Ministry of Personnel to do errands."

The imperial decree has come down, and Lu Qing has also accepted the decree, what else can be done.

Lu Qing nodded towards Changshun: "Well, I see, go and return to your life."

After sending Changshun back to do business, Chen Xiaodao ran back and sighed, "Let me tell you, Young Master, why would Your Majesty not let you enter the palace?"

Lu Qing bent his **** and slammed it on his head.

The strength is not too heavy, Chen Xiaodao held his head, made a fake ouch, and smiled: "Young Master, you have been promoted, do we want to celebrate?"

What he meant by "celebration" was to buy a drunk chicken from Zhenwei Restaurant, which is famous for its tender bones and tender meat.

Chen Xiaodao has never been tired of eating since he was a kid. He wanted a chicken when he was tired, a chicken when he was depressed, a chicken when he was happy, and a chicken when he was idle.

Very unpretentious and satisfying.

Lu Qing patted the back of his head in a funny way: "What excuse do you want me to eat? Hurry up, or it will be sold out."

Chen Xiaodao let out a sigh of relief, ran to the rockery, and dragged out Lin Xi who had just hid: "Go, brother will take you to eat chicken!"

Lin Xi looked terrified and shook his head frantically.

Unable to bear Chen Xiaodao's enthusiasm, Lin Xi didn't dare to do anything for fear of hurting him, and was dragged by Lu Qingze with a desperate look on his face.

Lu Qing smiled sullenly, remembering the letter he sent to Mobei.

If General Shi's battle goes well, he should also go back to the Mobei camp and see the letter. Although he didn't write it clearly, when he saw the token drawn on the letter, Shi Rongfeng could understand what it meant.

If Shi Rongfeng had a reply, it would definitely be delivered to Ning Juan, and he had to ask Ning Juan.

The next day, after the morning time, Lu Qing, who was a new official, entered the palace.

After the dynasty dispersed, the officials went back to their own offices, and they met a lot on the road. When they saw Lu Qingze's car, they stepped forward and congratulated Lu Qingze across the carriage.

The tone was much more eager than before.

In the past, the little emperor did not emerge, and Lu Qing did not have real power. No matter how good the relationship between teachers and students was, most officials just watched from afar and did not have much enthusiasm.

Now Lu Qingze is also serving as the minister of the Ministry of Personnel. The promotion, appointment and removal of officials, and the transfer of exams are all managed by the Ministry of Personnel, which is closely related to their future. This is also the reason why many officials did not dare to make friends with Lu Qingze before. As for the future, what if he offends Wei Herong, who is unhappy and transfers them to leave Beijing and throws them in a place where birds don't shit.

Lu Qing sat in the carriage and responded calmly.

The curtain was swayed by the wind, and the people outside the car could only see a corner of the red court clothes, wrapping the thin body of the people in the car.

When the carriage left, there were envious eyes behind him.

Cheng Wenang also stopped to the side, looking at the carriage with complicated eyes.

Lu Qing went straight to the official office of the Ministry of Personnel.

A few years ago, he and Ning Juan wanted to put people in the staff, but Wei Herong was strictly guarding against it, but it didn't work. Unexpectedly, he was inserted in the end.

The officials' office was busy, and when they saw Lu Qingze coming, everyone looked at each other strangely, with a look of caution in their eyes, and obediently saluted Lu Qingze: "Lu Shilang."

This is breaking into the enemy's interior.

Lu Qing sighed in his heart, and responded lightly: "How is the implementation of Jingcha this year? Hand in the review and comments of the various departments."

Everyone's heart trembled immediately, is it really the three fires of the new official's appointment? I have just come to the Ministry of Personnel, and I am about to intervene in the triennial Jingcha affairs, which is a major event related to promotion, appointment and dismissal!

They couldn't figure out Lu Qingze's intentions for a while, but the servants under the Ministry of Officials were the biggest servants, so they had to move the documents no matter how reluctant they were.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but the documents moved are not only the records of this year's capital inspection, but also from previous years. They are mixed together and densely packed, and the scalp is tingling at a glance.

Lu Qing also wanted to look at previous years, but he didn't mind it, and started to look at it with attention.

By the time these documents were all turned over, it was already afternoon.

When the officials from the Ministry of Personnel came from Lu Qingze, there were needles stuck under their buttocks, and they couldn't sit still. He raised his head, suddenly full of questions.

With so many documents, how could it be possible to finish reading it in the morning and half the afternoon?

Sure enough, the documents were transferred just to put pressure on them?

I didn't see anything Lu Qingze wrote down.

Everyone pondered, and gradually changed from apprehension to peace of mind.

Lu Qing closed his eyes, sorted out what he had seen in his mind, tapped the table with his fingertips, and slowly said, "Who is in charge of sorting out the documents?"

A middle-aged man stood up slowly: "Master Hui, it's a lower official."

"I asked to transfer this year's assessment documents, but the documents from the second year of Sheng Yuan were mixed in." No one came to pour the tea, Lu Qing calmly poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip, "The official department even the document The management is so chaotic, Your Majesty will probably be very disappointed."

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That's a jerk!

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, inadvertently met Lu Qingze's gaze, and was immediately speechless.

The young man sitting beside the desk was very thin and looked weak.

But the eyes under the mask were as shallow as glaciers, and there was a three-point coldness in the eyes.

His scalp tightened inexplicably, and under such gaze, the sophistry came to his lips, and suddenly he couldn't say it.

Of course, it is impossible to say that this kind of thing is intentional, but to say that it is unintentional, isn't it just admitting that you are not good at sorting files and documents, which leads to confusion in the storage of documents? !

Lu Qing lowered his eyes, took another sip of tea, and stood up slowly, without looking at the man again, and continued to read the documents in front of him.

The entire staff was quieter.

Wei Shoufu also serves as the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, but the affairs in the cabinet are more important. The promotion of ordinary officials is also sorted out by the following people and sent to Wei Herong for review. On weekdays, the Ministry of Personnel has the most discourse power, in fact, the Ministry of Personnel. waiter.

Up to now, they finally reacted with hindsight. Zhang Dong, the last servant of the Ministry of Personnel, who they were familiar with, has been taken away by Jin Yiwei, and Lu Wei has been convicted of death. Now as long as Wei Herong is not there, Lu Qing will be The largest official in the Ministry of Personnel.

This young man with a weak aura was not as easy to bully as he looked.

Lu Qing, on the other hand, when he was in the office of the Ministry of Personnel, he slowly flipped through the things he wanted to see.

At least the group below is very obedient now, and dare not make any small moves.

When he left the official office, Lu Qing was still pondering in his heart, how could the little brat sit so well that he didn't send anyone to urge him to enter the palace all day?

Still angry?

He pondered nonchalantly, followed the flow of people and walked out, his eyes darkened, he raised his eyes and glanced, and unexpectedly met an old acquaintance.

Cheng Wenang came here specially, and when Lu Qing came in a car just now, he couldn't even find a chance to speak.

He stared at Lu Qingze, and he couldn't tell his mood for a while, whether he was more jealous or more envious, with mixed feelings.

He has always been top-notch in the school, until he met Lu Qingze, who obviously went to Beijing to take the exam together, but he seemed to be looking up.

Looking at Lu Qingze, the champion of high school, he was honest and upright, and he escaped from death. He was then entrusted to him by the late emperor before his death and named Taifu. These years, he kept a low profile and remained silent. He followed the new emperor to Jiangyou to secretly relieve disasters, and shortly after he came back, he took over the power on his behalf. , and now he has been promoted to the official minister, holding great power, and his reputation has once again swept the capital.

At first, when he was still in Lin'an Mansion, he could barely compete with him. After arriving in the capital, he seemed to be left farther and farther away, and he couldn't catch up no matter what.

This kind of feeling that he regards people as enemies in his life, and has always been thinking about how to surpass others, but the feeling that people are not on the same path as him is really...

Cheng Wenang's mood became more and more complicated. For the first time, there was no yin and yang, and his lips moved: "Master Lu, congratulations."

Lu Qing still remembered the last time Cheng Wenang was tossed about by waiting for Jiang You's letter in order to delay the repair of the emperor's tomb. Zuo Shaoqing, the future is promising, and I also want to congratulate you."

Cheng Wenang was melancholy and smiled bitterly: "How can I compare to you."

Lu Qing didn't think he hated Cheng Wenang, and explained him in a calm tone: "Master Cheng, life is only a few decades old. If you compare yourself with others everywhere, wouldn't it be too tiring to live? It's better to compare yourself with yourself."

After saying that, Changshun's figure appeared in the corner of his eyes, and he politely nodded: "Let's say goodbye first, see you later."

Cheng Wenang stared at the celebrity in front of His Majesty, and Eunuch Changshun, the chief custodian of the royal family who would be polite when they saw him, hurried to Lu Qingze, bowed respectfully, and smiled politely: "Master Lu Do you have time to enter the palace now?"

My heart is basically numb.

Is the little emperor ready to reconcile with him?

Lu Qing raised his eyebrows: "It just so happens that I have some matters to report to Your Majesty, let's go."

Changshun looked back suspiciously: "Our family seems to have seen that Cheng Wenang again. Did he come to die in front of you again?"

"No," Lu Qing waved his hand, "don't worry."

As Chen Xiaodao predicted, when Lu Qingze left the Qianqing Palace yesterday, he thought that he would not come back for a while in the future, but he was shoveled back by Ning Juan the next day.

When the palace and guards of Qianqing Palace saw Lu Qingze, they immediately showed a relieved look of salvation.

Master Lu is finally back!

When His Majesty was in a bad mood, although he would not kill people at will, he would remain silent wherever the heavy aura went, and no one dared to breathe, for fear that if he breathed a little harder, the young emperor's eyes would move.

Terrible!

Only when Lord Lu came, could His Majesty smile and save them from the fire and water.

Can those speakers be less verbose?

They really need Lord Lu to stay in the inner court!

In the past, Lu Qing came to the Qianqing Palace to meet Ning Juan in the South Study or in the Nuan Pavilion, but today he did not go to these two places, nor did he see Ning Juan.

Changshun took Lu Qingze to the front of the warm pavilion next to Ning Juan's sleeping hall, and said with a smile, "Master Lu, let's go in by yourself, our family will not follow up."

What is this doing, mysteriously.

Lu Qing glanced at Changshun suspiciously, and without asking any further questions, he pushed open the door and entered.

Seeing the scene inside, Lu Qing couldn't help but startled.

The wind chimes at the corners of the eaves were blown by the wind and made a soft sound.

A yellow-glazed porcelain vase in the southwest corner of the room was missing an ear and was covered with fine lines, apparently re-bonded after being broken.

There is a small orchid stone inkstone screen on the huanghuali wood table.

The scene in the room slightly overlapped with the vague impression in his mind.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the words he said to Ning Juan reappeared in his heart:

"My room is in the west wing, and the sun is shining."

"There is a wind chime hanging on the corner of the eaves outside."

"There is a vase in the southwest corner of the room. After I accidentally broke it... Uncle helped me glue it up."

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It turned out that Ning Juan didn't ask casually that day.

He memorized every word and every word he said, and then took the trouble to send someone to restore the blurred picture to this room, even though many things were actually the same as the ones he once knew It is far from each other, but at first glance, Lu Qing is a little dazed.

His emotions have always been flat, and he can rarely feel anything too intense, but at this moment, there seems to be some kind of warm current flowing in his chest, tapping his indifferent heart.

There were soft and familiar footsteps behind him, and it was three steps away, and it was no longer close.

Lu Qing took a light breath and turned his head.

The young emperor behind him stood silently, dressed in black uniforms, tall and long-legged, and imposing, but his eyes were straight when he looked over, like a puppy who was only pleasing and cautious.

Lu Qingze laughed immediately: "Your Majesty is not angry anymore?"

Ning Juan was still a little embarrassed. Hearing this, he frowned dissatisfiedly: "When did I get angry?"

Lu Qing said in his heart, "OK, OK, you're not angry.

It wasn't you who dared to throw your sleeves and leave yesterday, and locked yourself in the house and refused to come out.

But in this room, the words rolled in his throat, but he still didn't say it.

Originally prepared to ask for guilt was also pressed.

Lu Qing then reached out and touched the yellow-glazed porcelain vase beside him that was smashed and reluctantly glued on. Suddenly he felt a little familiar, he looked at it carefully, and said helplessly, "Isn't this the one in your bedroom? Liancheng's vase, you are good, if you want to smash it, you will smash it."

Ning Juan stared at him: "What the teacher wants, I will do my best to give it to you."

It is already autumn in the capital, the sky has turned from scorching hot to cool, and it is almost night, the wind is a bit strong, and the wind chimes are tinkling at the corners of the eaves.

Lu Qing was silent for a while, motioned Ning Juan to sit down together, and said, "I read the Jingcha documents of the Ministry of Personnel this year and three years ago, and found some problems. The promotion of some officials is quite abnormal. An opportunity within the Ministry of Personnel."

It's business to speak, and the other party's words do not answer.

As expected.

Lu Qing just wanted to widen the distance between them, whether he understood his thoughts or not.

But today I came to reconcile, not to quarrel with Lu Qing.

Ning Juan's chest was icy cold, as if he hummed calmly: "Teacher, just let go and do it."

Lu Qing casually talked to Ning Juan about the situation of the Ministry of Personnel, and immediately changed the topic: "Has General Shi got a reply?"

Ning Juan guessed that he would ask this, clapped his hands, and Chang, who was guarding outside, brought in a copy of the memorial, respectfully handed it to Ning Juan, and quickly slipped away.

Chang Shun swallowed his saliva, feeling that His Majesty is like a volcano that is accumulating anger constantly, and when it becomes unbearable, it will spew out. At that time... Mr. Lu can still sit there and talk to His Majesty?

Ning Juan handed the book Changshun brought to Lu Qingze: "An urgent report from Mobei yesterday."

Lu Qing took it over and took a look.

It was written in the emergency report that when General Shi Rongfeng led his troops to pursue Oara, he suffered dark wounds, and his medical skills were limited. The north wind and sand were fierce, and he had not returned to Beijing for many years.

Some of the remarks were sincere and sincere, and a few words moved people's hearts, which made people feel sad and sad.

After reading it, Lu Qing smiled: "General Shi's literary talent is so good, it seems that he temporarily believes the letter I sent."

When he read the letter, Ning Juan was looking at him as always.

Lu Qing did not take off his mask, only revealing his pink lips and delicate jawline.

He tapped lightly on the table with his fingertips, resisted and did not reach out to pick it up: "Shi Rongfeng has indeed suffered a dark injury, and his body is not as good as before."

Lu Qing thought about the ending of General Shi's death in the original book in the torment of illness, and pursed his lips: "When Xu Shu comes back, maybe I can show it to the general."

Ning Wan paused, but did not speak.

Although he now has the support of more and more ministers, there is one shortcoming, that is, the lack of military power.

Because he has no military power, he can't even move Wei Herong at will, otherwise it will be an unpredictable consequence to cause the five army battalions that support Wei Herong to counterattack.

This is ridiculous for an emperor.

Shi Rongfeng holds a heavy army and has a prominent reputation. He holds a very high status both in the common people and in the military camp. At that time, Emperor Chong'an was persuaded by the eunuchs and refused to send food and grass to Mobei, and Shi Rongfeng died with silk consumption. This threat, the thought of reverting to military power—although this idea seemed incomparably stupid and out of place in such an emergency, Shi Rongfeng was indeed a great threat to the royal family and the emperor.

Ning Juan did not think that Shi Rongfeng would threaten the throne.

But even if Shi Rongfeng was willing to help because of Lin Xi, he would not necessarily hand over military power to him.

He needs to take control of the military, the sooner the better.

For him, a general who died of illness was more helpful than a general who was alive.

Ning Wan thought indifferently, if Lu Qing knew what he was thinking, he would definitely think he was scary.

He also felt terrible, but he was impatient to really take all the power.

Seeing that Ning Juan suddenly stopped speaking, Lu Qing stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him: "What are you thinking, can you be distracted when you talk?"

Ning Juan regained his senses, slowly blinked his eyes, and revealed a faint smile: "Well, okay, let Xu Shu have a look then."

He listened to Lu Qingze.

He was willing to suppress all dark suspicions for Lu Qingze.

It's just that Lu Qing needs to bear another dark desire.

Lu Qing didn't feel any abnormality. He held his cheeks and glanced at the urgent report again. He happened to mention Xu Shu, so he asked casually, "Is there any news from Xu Shu?"

Xu Shu was taken into the inner courtyard of the Wei Mansion. Even though Wei Herong was not suspicious of him, Xu Shu was still heavily guarded, but before entering, he made an appointment with Ning Juan how to deliver the news.

Wei Qiao was seriously ill, and there was a medicine storehouse in the Wei residence that covered almost all the medicinal materials, but some medicinal materials could not be stored in this way. The people from the Wei residence sent the news that the name of the herbal medicine was matched with the secret code agreed before leaving.

Ning Juan said with a smile: "Well, it just came today. When Wei Herong brought Xu Shu into the inner courtyard of Wei Mansion, Wei Qiao had already coughed up blood and fell into a coma. When Xu Shu took a dose of medicine, Wei Qiao woke up. Wei Herong believed him a lot."

There must be careful actions over there, and Wei Herong's criminal evidence should not be obtained for a while.

Lu Qing nodded, but when it came to Xu Shu prescribing the medicine, he had to think of another thing. He couldn't help but stare at Ninglan for a few seconds. After thinking about it, the child's body was more important, and asked in a low voice: " Then your medicine..."

Wouldn't Ning Juan still drink that every day?

Ning Juan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Lu Qing to ask this again, a smile flashed in his eyes: "It stopped yesterday."

Lu Qing was a little embarrassed: "That's good, that's good."

Otherwise, Ning Juan would be tortured every day... and it would be quite embarrassing.

Ning Juan saw that the tips of his ears were a little red, and the corners of his mouth ticked silently.

He still seems to be interested in that.

Lu Qing didn't want to mention the Mid-Autumn Festival night at all, rubbed his shoulders, and coughed lightly: "If there's nothing else, I..."

Want to run again?

Before he could finish speaking, Ning Juan glanced at him, got up, reached out and pressed his shoulder.

The boy's strength was just right, and the massage was very comfortable, and the sore muscles were relieved, but in the comfort, there were some indescribable itching.

Lu Qing murmured unconsciously, grabbed Ning Juan's wrist, and was inexplicably flustered, trying his best to sound serious: "Guo Guo, you are the emperor, don't give it to me in the future..."

The force of the massage seemed to suddenly increase by one point.

Ning Juan said lightly: "Didn't the teacher remind me yesterday, are you my teacher? Even the emperor should respect the teacher. What's wrong with me rubbing the teacher's shoulder?"

Lu Qingze: "..."

Ning Juan still felt that the sound of "Guo Guo" was harsh, and pretended to be casual: "Qin Yuanan didn't go to the Wei Mansion today to look for Wei Qiao, so I asked someone to go to the Qin Mansion to have a look. It turns out that he gave a crowning ceremony today... in two or three more. It's time for me to do the crown ceremony too, then the teacher will preside over the crown ceremony for me, will you take the words for me?"

What's so bad about this?

It is only right and proper for the teacher to pick words for the students.

Although I wanted to minimize physical contact, His Majesty's caring service was really comfortable, and there was no small gesture of further contact.

Lu Qing's muscles were tense, and he sat vigilantly and was pressed for a while. Seeing that Ning Juan was well-behaved, his body was like a piece of paper. Lie down and press it, and said lazily: "Okay, I have also thought about your words."

Ning Juan's eyes lit up: "What?"

"The meaning of the word tired is not good," Lu Qing pondered, turned his head to discuss with him, his eyes were gentle, "The clear sky shines on the snow, and the world can benefit the world. Take it as Jiwei, what do you think?"

Xue Ji cold plum.

Ning Juan smacked in his heart, and was extremely satisfied, with a hint of dark gloom in his eyes: "At that time, the teacher will crown me with his own hands."

Lu Qing smiled: "It's natural."

For people in this era, the crown is of great significance to a man.

He can't run, and naturally he won't miss the important crowning ceremony of Ning Juan.

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Lu Qingze: He buried a flag shallowly.