Raising Wolves: Chapter 32

Even called the name with the name?

Lu Qing felt very at a loss.

Why do you feel that the child's anger has escalated again, and he didn't do anything, right?

Before he could finish thinking, Ning Juan had already walked up to him, looked at Lin Xi coldly, pulled Lu Qingze and left.

He said "come here", but the actual action of his body was to run over by himself.

Lu Qingze's confusion was mixed with humor, and Ning Juan grabbed himself and walked towards the carriage.

Ning Juan was almost furious: "Zheng Yao doesn't borrow your horse, do you still want to find that little mute belt?"

He even gave him a handkerchief!

Where does this inference come from?

Thinking that the fire was brought out by himself at first, Lu Qing opened his mouth and said helplessly: "No, really not."

The young man's face was still tensed, and his face was quite cold and "don't bother me".

Lu Qing stopped talking for a while. Seeing how angry he was, he decided to let the child cool down before talking.

The two got into the carriage, instead of sitting side by side in the past, they sat on the left and the right in silence.

The teacher didn't even sit down!

Ning Juan's heart became more and more unhappy, and he held his breath again. He didn't want to take the initiative to ask for peace, so he could only keep his face calm, turned over the account book that Zheng Yao found out of the bottle, and deliberately put the letter beside him as bait for fishing.

Lu Qing sat bored for a few breaths, his eyes slowly fell on the letter beside Ning Wan, and after a little thought, he leaned over and took the letter into his hand.

He also deliberately avoided Ning Juan, so as not to accidentally set the little emperor on fire again.

Ning Juan watched Lu Qing slip away like a light cat, and the faint plum fragrance was so close and far, that he gritted his teeth in anger.

Lu Qingze, you did it on purpose!

Lu Qing didn't notice Ning Juan's resentful eyes, lowered his head, opened the letter, and read it from beginning to end.

It is Yu Zheng's self-report.

Yu Zheng is a native of Yujia Village, Ji'an Prefecture, Jiangyou. He used to travel from south to north to play darts. He saved up a book more than ten years ago and went to open a martial arts hall in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. He is very skilled.

Last year, due to the recurrence of old injuries, Yu Zheng thought about it and returned to his hometown with his wife, daughter and adopted son.

When he returned to Ji'an Mansion, he discovered that Zhao Zhengde, the prefect of Ji'an, was the one he had saved before.

At that time, Zhao Zhengde was just a poor scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam, but now he has achieved great success. Zhao Zhengde was also very surprised when he saw his former benefactor. Knowing that Yu Zheng was highly skilled in martial arts, he specially invited Yu Zheng to capture the head of Ji'an House and patrol the house. Set security, protect the people.

Yu Zheng readily accepted.

But Yu Zheng didn't expect that Zhao Zhengde, who looked at benevolence, righteousness and morality, was no longer the unhappy scholar who was full of vigor and ambition in the past, who wanted to benefit the people.

One late night, Zhao Zhengde called him into his room and talked to him earnestly. The general idea was that the government is too poor and the tyrants are so rich. Let's cooperate and let a fugitive get into the rich family in the city. , you take people to arrest them, and knock them hard.

If the family does not cooperate, they will arrest everyone, and their family will obediently send the money up.

This method is very easy for him to use, and it will not fail.

Yu Zheng refused without even thinking about it, and Zhao Zhengde immediately slapped his face.

After returning home, Yu Zheng tossed and turned, and he couldn't figure out how the people he rescued would become like this.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he couldn't just sit back and ignore it. Taking advantage of his position, he stole Zhao Zhengde's private ledger, and when he saw the names of the exchanges on it, he was horrified.

Zhao Zhengde's private ledger was lost, and he became vigilant, and quickly locked it on Yu Zheng.

Yu Zheng was afraid of harming his family. Ji'an Mansion was Zhao Zhengde's site.

This incident was like a guillotine that could fall at any time, making him restless day and night. He was worried that something would happen to him sooner or later, so he hid the ledger as a life-saving thing.

After reading the letter, Lu Qing habitually asked, "Is there Pan Jingmin's name on the account book?"

In addition to looting the common people, lending usury and extorting the gentry, these are also the usual methods of these corrupt officials.

Yu Zheng stole the ledger. He should have wanted to go to Hongdu Mansion to report Zhao Zhengde, but he didn't expect the name of the one with the most voice in Jiangyou to be listed.

After a long while without hearing Ning Juan's response, Lu Qing suddenly glanced at it.

Ning Juan was looking at the account book attentively, but he didn't seem to hear his voice.

…

Oh, getting angry.

Lu Qing looked at his angry look, and inexplicably gave birth to a strange smile: "Your Majesty, it was me before..."

Before the words were finished, the carriage suddenly jolted violently!

It had been calm and slow before, but Lu Qing gradually forgot to take precautions. Suddenly, the whole person almost flew forward. Afraid that he would damage Ning Juan, he subconsciously wanted to turn away, but his waist suddenly tightened.

It seemed that Ning Juan, who had been carefully reading the account book, had eyes on the top of his head and pulled him away.

There was a series of accusations from outside.

Lu Qing fell into a clean, refreshing, warm and firm embrace.

Even though his body was much softer than the carriage, Lu Qing still felt dizzy and dizzy. After a long while, he leaned on Ning Lian's leg and raised his head to look at it, "Your Majesty? Does it hurt?"

The warm plum fragrance then brushed across the nose.

Also called Your Majesty?

Don't take the initiative to explain the horseback riding and the handkerchief!

The villain in Ning Juan's heart was aggrieved and snorted coldly from his nose.

Lu Qing felt a bit awkward lying in Ning Juan's arms. He wanted to stand up to speak, but his waist just straightened up, and there was another bump outside.

He fell back again.

Lu Qing turned his head and looked outside in confusion: "Is this road so difficult to walk? Wasn't it pretty smooth when we came here."

The corners of Ning Juan's mouth twitched indiscernibly, and quickly pressed it down, still maintaining a very cold face.

Still angry.

Now is not the time to worry about this, Lu Qing turned his head and said softly: "It was my fault before, I shouldn't ignore your mood and make jokes like that, I promise I won't do it in the future. Guo, don't be angry with the teacher, okay?"

Being coaxed by Lu Qing's gentle voice, Ning Juan's fingertips couldn't help but curl up slightly, resisting the "Okay" that he almost blurted out, and his face was still sullen: "Why did you want to ride a horse just now?"

"Isn't this afraid that Your Majesty will be bored by seeing me?" Lu Qing's lips curved, "When you're angry, don't you see it?"

Ning Juan frowned and retorted, "I'm not bored."

He couldn't see enough of Lu Qingze, how could he be bored.

After a pause, his face was pulled down again, and he continued to ask: "Did you give the veil to that little mute?"

How can something as personal as a handkerchief be given to anyone!

Lu Qing blinked, this time it was a bit strange: "He got mud on his face, I lent him to wipe it, what's wrong?"

just borrowed?

Ning Lian's sullen breath reluctantly dissipated, he lowered his eyelashes and thought, then he can go and ask for it back.

Lu Qing waited for a while, but did not wait for Ning Juan's answer, but seeing that his face softened, he should have lost his anger, so he repeated the question just now: "Is there Pan Jingmin's name on the account book?"

Pan Jingmin was like a local emperor in Jiangyou, and he was even more of a supporter outside Lingshan Temple that day. It is no wonder that Yu Zheng would even lose his mind of resistance.

Ning Juan didn't say a word, and stretched out his hand to lift Lu Qingze's mask.

Under the mask, the pure and unparalleled face was exposed, and with just one look, the anger disappeared.

He raised his head and looked over, his lower jaw was pointed, his lips were slightly opened involuntarily because of the movement of his head up, and the shape of his lips was very beautiful.

Ning Juan was silent for a while, then licked the corners of his dry lips: "Teacher, you haven't answered my previous question."

That "teacher" sounded like a faint reminder to himself.

Lu Qing wanted to get rid of Ning Juan's shackles, but found that the disparity in strength was so great that he couldn't help Ning Wan at all.

The little brat has grown up and is no longer the little furry child he could carry before.

I had to ask helplessly, "What?"

"Teacher will accompany me, huh?" Ning Juan stared into his eyes without blinking, his eyes stubborn.

Lu Qing was stunned for a while, then nodded.

Of course he will accompany Ning Juan until the day when he truly reigns in the world.

Ning Juan showed a relaxed smile, let go of his hand, and suddenly returned to his previous appearance: "There is indeed Pan Jingmin's name in the account book - teacher, you have to do what you say."

Since the relationship got better, Ning Juan rarely got really angry with Lu Qingze. Rarely, he cared about Lu Qingze's body, deliberately pulled his face to bluff people, or deliberately slapped his face, trying to harass Lu Qing A few words of coaxing.

Seeing the cold-faced little emperor finally stretched his brows, Lu Qing was also slightly relieved, his attention was drawn back, and he wanted to turn his face and sit down.

As soon as he took a step, Ning Juan stopped him with one hand and pressed him back.

The young emperor had a calm expression and a sincere tone: "The carriage is bumpy, the teacher should sit next to me, so as not to fall again."

Lu Qing really didn't want to fall again. His bones and flesh were very fragile, and it would turn black when he touched it. If he fell a few more times, he was afraid that it would not fall apart, so he sat down honestly and made a serious suggestion: "Guoguo, why don't you push the seat belt in the carriage."

Ning Juan's expression filled with confusion: "What is that?"

"Tie the straps on the carriage, and after sitting down, you can tie it down diagonally to fix your body." Lu Qing made a general gesture and thought about the pain, "In this way, no matter how bumpy you are when riding in the carriage, you won't fall and fly out. "

The more I talked, the more I felt it was necessary.

Simply for the benefit of all the people.

"..." Ning Juan fell silent, handed over the ledger in his hand, and asked kindly, "Do you want to take a look at the teacher?"

Lu Qing nodded happily, opened the ledger, and forgot his seat belt.

Ning Juan leaned to the window, opened the curtain with two fingers, and glanced outside calmly.

The next journey was unexpectedly flat and smooth, with no more bumps.

Back at the official office where he was staying, Zheng Yao, who was leading the horse, turned his head secretly, and saw that the young emperor got off the carriage first and personally helped Lu Qing down.

Sure enough, teachers and students quarreled, and the bedside quarreled at the end of the bed... hiss.

Realizing how outrageous the first adjective that popped up in his mind, Zheng Yao shuddered suddenly.

Fortunately, I didn't say it out loud.

He decided to go back and read more books.

Ning Ruan helped Lu Qingze down, looked at Zheng Yao, and handed over the ledger: "Take this and go to trial Zhao Zhengde."

Lu Qing hurriedly flipped through the private ledger on the way.

Zhao Zhengde remembers to keep accounts carefully. According to his bookkeeping, he can roughly infer his official career. It can be seen that he is only a small fish and a shrimp, and the highest level of contact in the account book is only Pan Jingmin.

Before Zhao Zhengde was under the background of Pan Jingmin, Zhao Zhengde was not very eye-catching. After all, there were too many people arrested, and there was no time to try him.

Pan Jingmin is also looking forward to Wei Herong's news, so he can take advantage of himself, and he is still biting his mouth.

But with Zhao Zhengde as a breakthrough, it should be much easier.

Zheng Yao was feeling guilty when he was suddenly called, and all his hair stood up.

Hearing the order, he was immediately overjoyed, took the order, and eagerly went to interrogate Zhao Zhengde.

Pan Jingmin's temper is astonishingly hard. He hasn't made any progress for a few days. He should be held accountable if he continues to fight. Fortunately, he has found a breakthrough.

Lin Xi remembered that her adoptive mother was ill, and she had to rush to tell Yu Liuyue about the situation, and also went to the official office first.

The guards who were waiting outside the official office immediately came forward to report: "Report to Your Majesty, the Eunuch Changshun has sent someone to report, and in two quarters of an hour, we will arrive at Ji'an City."

Changshun and Chen Xiaodao not only came, but also brought a lot of food.

His Majesty the Emperor personally asked for food, no matter how unhappy the team in Jiangsu and Zhejiang were, they could only present it honestly.

A full 50,000 stone of grain was escorted to the disaster-stricken prefectures one after another. A truckload of grain and grass left heavy ruts on the road. When the carriage entered the city, it passed a large area outside the city that rose from the ground in a few days. resettlement.

The resettlement area is clearly divided, guarded by soldiers, and orderly, which also allows the victims to temporarily have a place to rest and recuperate.

However, although Ning Juan had promised that they would not be allowed to starve again, these victims had suffered under the hands of Pan Jingmin, and the trust of the imperial court was very weak. Emperor, can't you conjure food out of thin air?

But seeing these dozens of vehicles escorting grain and grass into the city, everyone's heart suddenly glowed with new vitality.

When Lu Qing heard the news, he stopped in a hurry to go back.

His profile was thin, and the wind was a little stronger, so he was afraid of blowing people off. Ning Juan was worried when he looked at him, so he turned to shield him from the wind, not happy: "Teacher wait for them to do what, the sun is shining outside, let me go first. go in."

"It's covered by a wall." Lu Qing looked in the direction of the city gate and said casually, "You go to handle official business first, I'll wait a while, Changshun and Xiaodao should be there soon."

Ning Juan had no choice but to scold Changshun and Chen Xiaodao in his heart, and wait patiently with Lu Qingze.

It didn't take long for a neat procession to come from outside the city. Changshun and Chen Xiaodao were arrogant and took the lead on horseback. Under the protection of the Imperial Army, they walked to the official office.

The two of them had been whispering together and didn't know what to say. When they saw Ning Juan and Lu Qingze, they were stunned for a moment, and they quickly dismounted and saluted.

Changshun did not expect that His Majesty would wait for him at the door specially, and was moved to tears: "Your Majesty, the servant and the housekeeper Chen live up to their heavy trust!"

…

Ning Juan was too lazy to explain this misunderstanding, and said "um" flatly: "Get up."

The food brought in needs to be counted, and then put into the warehouse, waiting for the porridge to be distributed to the victims.

This work does not require Ning Juan and Lu Qing to do it by themselves, it can be handled by the people below.

Chen Xiaodao got up, immediately rubbed against Lu Qingze in three or two steps, and asked worriedly, "Young Master, I heard that when you came to Jiangyou, the situation was quite dangerous. Is your son injured?"

"No." Lu Qing looked at him with a smile, "It's you, it's quite hard to deal with Jiangsu and Zhejiang, right?"

Although he found a counterfeit, but to hide from Wei Herong and the local officials in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Changshun and Chen Xiaodao needed to cooperate.

One of them is smart, and the other is good at interpersonal communication, and they should have made a lot of efforts in the matter of asking for food.

Speaking of this, Chen Xiaodao started chatting, and the chatterbox opened with a small mouth.

Lu Qing is lively and cheerful here, Ning Juan is not so relaxed.

When Changshun arrived, in addition to the food and grass, there was also news from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, because the follow-up involved in the Zhao Zhengde incident was also waiting for him to deal with.

Lu Qing saw the faint look in his eyes, and couldn't help laughing: "I'm not letting you work all by yourself, I'll come to work overtime with you later."

Ning Juan's expression eased only then, and he silently scowled at Chen Xiaodao, who was circling around Lu Qingze like a bee, and carried Changshun to the study rather unwillingly.

Lu Qingze and Chen Xiaodao walked and chatted, listening to him describe his experiences in Jiangsu and Zhejiang with great enthusiasm, and how he fought against the bureaucrats in Lin'an. His speech was vivid and fascinating.

Although no one was following behind him, Lu Qing knew very well that Ning Juan had sent a dark guard to guard him.

He held up the mask and glanced back, not sure where the person was, but it seemed that he got too close every day and kept a certain distance.

Chen Xiaodao also glanced around secretly, still looking like he was chatting and laughing, but his voice was lowered by three points: "Master, I saw the person you mentioned in Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

Lu Qingze's eyes moved: "How?"

Before leaving Jiangsu and Zhejiang, he asked Chen Xiaodao to help him pay attention to one person.

Duan Lingguang.

In the original book, he led his troops to besiege the city, and finally killed the tyrant Ning Juan, overthrew Daqi and established the protagonist of the new dynasty.

"I chatted with the concierge of the Duan family, and asked about it, the second son of Duan," Chen Xiaodao scratched his head, "I usually like to go to the lake and listen to operas, go shopping and walk birds. Lyrics and singing are very popular among singers, but other than that, there seems to be nothing special. Does the son have any relationship with him?"

He remembered that the son was also born in Lin'an, right?

Lu Qing shook his head.

According to the development of the original work, at this time, Ning Juan was still enduring humiliation in the capital, dormant waiting to seize power, while the protagonist, because of the vicious and powerful stepmother, Zang Zhuo pretended to be idle and playful, enduring but not revealing.

Although he has corrected Ning Juan's development trajectory and will no longer see the brutal rule of the tyrant in the original novel, Lu Qing has always been a little bit afraid of the protagonist of the original novel.

After all, his family, Xiao Guoguo, is a proper villain in the original book, and is at odds with the protagonist.

Who knows if there will be some power of the original to push everything back?

When Jiang You's side is over, he has to meet the second son of Duan in person to determine whether he will threaten Ning Juan in the end.

If necessary…

Lu Qing lowered his long eyelashes, and a cold dark color flashed across his eyes.

The locust trees in the courtyard were like covers, casting a shadow on Lu Qingze. Chen Xiaodao suddenly felt that Lu Qingze seemed to be different. He couldn't help but keep his breath and widen his eyes.

The atmosphere was silent, and a warm call suddenly came from the front: "Master Lu!"

Lu Qing's brows moved slightly, and the curvature of the corners of his lips returned to normal. He stepped out of the shadows, and his body was covered with a dazzling halo, which was as bright as the moon.

The young man named Lu Qingze was standing on the veranda with two dark circles under his eyes. He was in a hurry, but he seemed to be in good spirits. He was holding something in his hand.

Yu Shurong looked down at the young man in the white clothes and jade ring in the yard, and was very excited: "Last time I saw Mrs. Lu, I didn't have time to say hello, you and your majesty went down to inspect the river a few days ago, and I missed it by chance... oops! I finally saw you. !"

As he said that, he lifted his hem, turned over from the railing in a very unsavvy manner, and walked quickly to Lu Qingze: "Lord Ji-Yang Di Shi, Yu Shurong, the clerk of Xiguan Ji'an Mansion!"

Lu Qing laughed dumbly: "Master Yu doesn't have to do this. Your Majesty and I both know what you have done, and I admire Master Yu very much."

At a time when the Jiang and the Right were in unison, for the sake of the common people, they dared to defy their superiors and report privately. This courage is already very remarkable.

The corners of Lu Qingze's lips were slightly curved, and his voice was soft and soft. He sounded very sincere. Listening to his words, he gave people a feeling that he was being taken seriously.

Obviously he was wearing a mask, so he couldn't see his face clearly, and it was rumored that he was extremely ugly, but when he smiled, there was a sense of glory.

Yu Shurong couldn't help but his ears warmed, and he didn't know what to reply for a while, na na it should be.

Since ancient times, courtiers have pursued their appearance. Those who are ugly, mutilated, and sick are all ridiculed. Lu Qing has two things, but it makes people dare not be ridiculed.

Lu Qing didn't think so much, his eyes slumped, and he landed on the stack of things he was holding in his arms: "Master Yu is going to send documents to His Majesty?"

Yu Shurong came back to his senses, and subconsciously followed his words and looked down at the things in his arms. He reacted, oh oh, "Oh, oh, I forgot to send this when I just went down to deliver the documents."

Speaking of this, he regained his energy: "This is the case you wrote about the water control, oh, you are so eloquent and insightful, I didn't expect you to do so much research on water control, and I heard that your hometown is Lin'an Prefecture. Yes, Lin'an also suffers from floods, right? No wonder!"

Papa blew the rainbow fart for a while, and then felt a little lost: "Your Majesty asked Xiguan to transcribe a copy and send back the original manuscript. It's a pity, Xiguan still wants to cherish it..."

Lu Qing kept smiling, and at the end, his smile stopped: "...?"

He read through all the flood information that he could find that day, and combined with the methods of flood control in later generations, he wrote this plan.

Although efforts have been made to keep the words short, in order to express the meaning precisely, it adds up to several thousand words.

How did this Master Yu offend Ningjuan and even be punished for copying?

This little bastard, how busy is he in charge of building the embankment by the river embankment, and he is still not doing personnel work!

Lu Qing thought for a while, then stretched out his hand with a smile: "I'm just going to find Your Majesty, why don't you give it to me, I'll take it there."

Yu Shurong had to go back to supervise the two processes of flood distribution and flood control, especially dam building.

There were not enough officers and soldiers, so many people were called to participate, and they paid a lot of wages. They also managed food and housing. The people nearby, including the disaster victims in Lingshan Temple, went there.

It's just that when there are too many people, it is inevitable that there will be fish in troubled waters and intrigue, and there must be a backbone to watch at all times.

Although it's a bit regretful that I can't talk more to Lu Qingze, the business is important, and Yu Shurong didn't refuse. Anyway, the manuscript was written by Lu Qingze.

He thanked him again and again and left in a hurry.

As soon as the person left, Chen Xiaodao finally couldn't help it and yawned loudly.

He said it easily, but he didn't dare to relax for a day in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and he was worried on the way with food and grass.

Although Jiangyou's situation was under control by Ning Juan, he heard that there were also people who fell into trouble. He and Changshun did not dare to sleep too hard for fear that something might happen on the road.

Lu Qing saw Chen Xiaodao's efforts to open his eyes wide, and reached out and touched his head: "Go to sleep for a while, I'll talk to His Majesty about something."

Chen Xiaodao was not too polite to Lu Qingze, so he rubbed his eyes and found a place to sleep.

Lu Qing stood there, flipped through the well-preserved stack of manuscripts in his hand, and carried it to Ning Juan to settle accounts.

The study room that handles official business is not far away, and Lu Qing does not need to pass the information when entering. When he entered, Zheng Yao had already brought back Zhao Zhengde for interrogation.

Seeing Lu Qing walk in, Ning Juan's eyes lit up.

Lu Qing gave him a slight shush, hugged the manuscript, walked slowly to the side, sat down, and listened to Zheng Yao's report.

Zhao Zhengde was no better than Pan Jingmin. He was cowardly, and his line of defense was not high. When Zheng Yao brought it up viciously, he threw the ledger and explained everything with a pale face.

Not long after Zhao Zhengde became a jinshi, he was assigned to a small place where birds do not shit. He worked as a magistrate for a few years.

It was probably this hopelessness that changed his mentality of benefiting the common people. Soon he met his nobles, gave him advice, learned to collect taxes in a clever way, and interacted with the squires. He accumulated some capital and opened up a relationship, and his life gradually improved. .

On the way up, he was finally promoted to the prefect of Ji'an.

That noble person is Pan Jingmin.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Zhengde sold out Pan Jingmin completely, and he didn't even need to exert too much pressure.

After Ning Juan finished scanning the form paper presented by Zheng Yao, Mei Feng was cold and said in a low voice, "Before tomorrow night, hand over Pan Jingmin's ledger and the signed form to me."

Zheng Yao replied respectfully, and hurried to interrogate Pan Jingmin again.

After Lu Qing listened, he turned his head and asked, "Has Zhao Zhengde explained the whereabouts of Miss Yu's father?"

Obviously not far away, Ning Juan insisted on coming over to answer, put one hand on the back of Lu Qingze's chair and leaned over, and the refreshing youthful atmosphere rushed over, making Lu Qingze feel like a sun was behind him , hot.

"Yu Zheng was forced off the cliff by Zhao Zhengde's people. I have already sent someone to look for him."

Ning Juan lowered his eyes to pleasing to his eyes, tilted his head, saw that Lu Qingze's lips were a little dry, and poured a cup of tea for him: "Zhao Zhengde didn't find the ledger, he was going to continue to attack the rest of the family, but he didn't expect Lin Xi to be very good. , he did not find a chance to attack several times."

Soon the flood came, and the village of Yujia was submerged.

Zhao Zhengde thought that the account book was gone, and was quite relieved, but he didn't expect that Ning Juan could send someone to dig it out. The moment he saw the account book, he no longer had any sophistry thoughts.

Being forced to fall off a cliff, and having no news for so long... I'm afraid it's bad luck.

Lu Qing sighed silently.

Ning Juan's heart was cold, and he didn't pay much attention to the life and death of irrelevant people. His eyes fell on the thing in Lu Qingze's arms, and he lowered his head curiously: "What is in the teacher's hand?"

Almost forgot.

Lu Qing smiled kindly and handed the thing over: "It's up to Your Majesty to explain, why do you have to transcribe an article and send it back to the original manuscript? How did Master Yu offend you?"

Ning Lan: "…"

Usually, he hides Lu Qingze's things, and he is quite aboveboard. He even has a private vault in the Palace of Heavenly Purity, which is specially used to store Lu Qingze's pen and ink.

But that doesn't mean he can be so righteous in front of Lu Qingze.

As if some secret was caught off guard, Ning Wan's heart beat faster for a while, and his face was visibly embarrassed, and there was no coldness in front of Zheng Yao at all: "I, teacher..."

Lu Qing's face was pleasant, and his nasal voice was slightly raised: "Huh?"

Ning Juan's ears were burning: "I..."

Lu Qing looked at him with all his spare time: "Oh?"

The eyes of the two met, Ning Juan's palms sweated, his heartbeat rumbled as if beside his ears, his throat couldn't stop drying out, and the redness at the roots of his ears gradually spread to his cheeks.

The atmosphere was a little subtle. Suddenly there were footsteps outside, and Zheng Yao went back and forth: "Oh, Your Majesty, you haven't given Zhao Zhengde's account book to the minister... Wow!"

Zheng Yao nailed to the door, opened his mouth and widened his eyes in horror: "Hello, my majesty! Are you sick? Why are you blushing, Wei Chen will go to the imperial doctor..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ning Juan angrily picked up the ledger on the table and threw it over, cursing coldly, "Get out!"

Commander Zheng made innocent and disheartened grab the ledger and rolled away.

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