Raising Wolves: Chapter 84

When he regained his senses, Lu Qing took a deep breath.

If it wasn't for Ning Fan being really drunk now, he almost suspected that this son of a **** was deliberately taking him to this place, pitifully acting like a spoiled child and betraying his defenses.

But Ning Juan didn't seem to be doing it on purpose, he was just a little drunk, so he frankly said what was in his heart.

Lu Qing is the opposite of him. He rarely speaks the words in his heart. He felt a little restless and uneasy about the loosening of his talents. He pursed his red lips: "Your Majesty, it's time to go back."

There are still guests and officials waiting outside, Ning Juan can't walk away for too long.

Ning Juan just wanted to throw Lu Qingze on the ground and take a few more bites. He had to know that the time and place were not suitable, so he regretfully let Lu Qingze go and sorted out the messed up clothes for him.

Seeing that Ning Juan's movements were a little slow, Lu Qing reluctantly pulled the drunken man out of the dark room, returned to the warm pavilion just now, and handed over the sober tea.

Ning Juan stared at him with piercing eyes, not answering.

Lu Qing read his meaning from his eyes, and was a little silent.

On weekdays, Ning Juan tries to please him in every possible way—although most of the time he has bad intentions, but today is Ning Juan's birthday, so let's follow him.

Just like in the dark room just now, he faced Ning Wan's wish and gave a little indulgence.

Just a little.

Lu Qing has calmed down, and by the way put away his previous thinking of lying flat.

After tonight, he can no longer be led by Ning Juan's nose like this.

After he came back, Ning Juan had weaved such a big net beside him, shrouded him in it, trapped in this love nest, and hardly gave him a space to breathe and think.

For him, "try it out" is a hard choice.

Lu Qing didn't like the feeling that there was no way out, he always left room for himself.

Moreover, even after reading a lot of love stories, Lu Qing still doesn't know what it's like to like someone.

He could only vaguely feel the warmth of his liking from the burning passion of Ning Wan.

He can no longer regard Ning Juan as his student and younger brother, and look at Ning Juan with the eyes of a man, but apart from those ambiguous entanglements that are difficult to get rid of, does he really have that kind of mind for Ning Fan? Can he respond to Ning Wan's liking?

Lu Qing suppressed his emotions for too long, his perception was indifferent, and he felt that he could not do such a strong love-hate relationship.

He never shed tears for anyone who lost his way.

Otherwise, move back to the Lu Mansion to live for a while, or leave the capital for a while.

He had to think clearly under the interference of Ning Juan, and carefully weigh his relationship with Ning Juan... Especially Ning Juan, he was still so young, as the older one, he couldn't be as foolish as Ning Juan.

Lu Qing thought to himself, picked up the tea cup, and fed it to Ning Juan himself.

Ning Juan's nerves were paralyzed by alcohol, and his perception was not as sharp as usual. He didn't notice Lu Qingze's subtle emotional changes, and drank the tea Lu Qingze fed with satisfaction.

After slowing down for a while, when he opened his eyes again, the hazy drunkenness in Ning Juan's eyes had subsided, and he had returned to His Majesty the Emperor who was indifferent to his joy and anger.

Lu Qing also restrained his subtle emotions and smiled: "Let's go."

At the banquet, the singing and dancing were still the same, and Chen Xiaodao, who was below, rarely babbled everywhere.

Lu Qingze and Ning Juan left for a long time. He was so worried that Lu Qingze couldn't sit still. Seeing that Lu Qingze and Ning Juan finally came back, he was relieved.

He woke up from Lu Qingze, followed Lu Qingze all the time, looked at Lu Qingze a few times, and always felt that Lu Qingze seemed to be different from the usual calm and calm.

Chen Xiaodao's heart couldn't help but lift slightly.

Young Master took great pains to leave the capital, but now he was arrested and forced to stay by His Majesty's side.

He should be a wandering crane, not a golden bird locked in the palace.

What's more, Chen Xiaodao can feel that the young master regards His Majesty as his own younger brother, and is now "married" by His Majesty. This is really...

Chen Xiaodao felt awkward for Lu Qingze when he thought about it.

The banquet passed smoothly for a long time, probably seeing that the use of Haidongqing failed, and after a private negotiation with the Tatar embassy, ​​it started again suddenly: "We heard that the nobles of Daqi have been practicing the six arts since childhood, both civil and military, and I am a grassland. Erlang has also been familiar with the art of riding and archery since he was a child, so I wonder if he will be fortunate enough to compete with His Majesty?"

As soon as these words came out, the ministers, who had just relaxed a little bit, mentioned dim sum again.

Who doesn't know that when today Zi was not favored by the late emperor since he was a child, he has been locked in the cold palace?

If the other sons had not died because of several turmoils, Emperor Chong'an would not have thought of Ning Juan.

His Majesty the emperor has indeed made great achievements in governing the country, and the emperor's teacher taught him well.

But the emperor and teacher are all sick and crooked, how can they teach Ningjuan to others, His Majesty was shrouded in the shadow of Wei Herong in his youth, dormant and pretending to be stupid, I did not see how powerful His Majesty was in martial arts. .

And His Majesty has never participated in a hunt.

At first glance, this Tartar had inquired about the news in advance, and said so on purpose.

The Tartars had accumulated feuds with Daqi, and there were also two Tartar generals in the mission brought by Ulihan, who had confronted some of the generals present.

A military general immediately clapped the table and said with a sneer, "Your Majesty is a prince of a dynasty, how can you compete with others at will, compare, it is better to let it compare with you."

Wulihan glanced at the military general, with a soft smile on his face and a sincere tone: "Why is this general excited, I am from the small country of Fanbang, I just want to appreciate the style of the emperor of Qi, I don't know what Your Majesty is willing to do. Have a try with me?"

Ulihan is very good at keeping his stance low. For this reason, no matter how fierce the others refuse, it seems that they are nervous because His Majesty is not good.

Everyone couldn't help frowning, and their eyes fell on the unpredictable Emperor on the high seat.

Lu Qingze also turned his head and looked at Ninglian: "Your Majesty, are your drunken eyes still dim? If you lose to Tartar, you will be embarrassed."

Ning Juan hooked the corners of his mouth: "How is that possible."

After he finished speaking, he got up and said, "The third prince is a distant visitor. Since he wants to appreciate the style of Daqi, I will naturally not refuse."

After he finished speaking, he instructed lightly, "Changshun, prepare arrows."

Chang Shun bowed his body and sneered in his heart, and glanced at the group of Tartars who did not know the heights of the sky and the earth, and ran down in small steps to give orders.

Because the emperor wanted to compare arrows with the third prince of the Tartars, he had to move the venue. Changshun had people set up targets and prepared bows and arrows.

Although he looked down on the Tartars, he had to admit that the Tartars were better at riding and shooting than the Daqi people.

If His Majesty loses to Ulihan at the birthday banquet, it will lose the face of the entire Daqi. Wow, the embassy will stay in the capital for a few days, how can it hold its head.

Because it was a temporary shooting range, it was time to go back after a few trials. Lu Qing sat down without looking for a seat, and protected Ning Siyue in front of him, watching Ning Juan and Wulihan walk into the arena. middle.

Baiguan is not so annoying when he sees Lu Qingze.

The male queen is still her own no matter what, or the Tartars are more annoying.

The Ritual Officer was hunched over in the field to introduce the rules to Ning Juan and Ulihan.

Lu Qing suddenly heard an "Ouch" behind him, and the voice was very familiar.

Ning Si grabbed Lu Qingze's hem and turned his head to look: "Oh, someone fell."

Lu Qing looked back and saw that it was Chen Xiaodao.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone else was attracted by the situation on the field and did not dare to look away, Chen Xiaodao slipped behind him at some point, and fell to the ground, grinning and groaning in pain.

It seemed that he had something to say to him.

Lu Qing realized it instantly, leaned over and helped Chen Xiaodao up, his voice was gentle: "Sir, be careful."

Chen Xiaodao is also a person with an official position.

Ning Si's face became more serious, and he warned in a small milk voice: "The road on the school ground is uneven, so take a good look at the road."

Chen Xiaodao felt that the little highness was quite cute, and he giggled: "Thank you for your highness and your little highness."

Many people around looked over, and when Chen Xiaodao closed his hand, he quickly stuffed something into Lu Qingze's hand: "Xiaguan was rude just now."

Lu Qing held the stuff he put in his hands, he was puzzled, but he didn't show any strangeness. He nodded with a smile, patted Ning Siyue's little head, motioned him to watch the field, and took him back again.

Ning Siyue hurriedly clenched his small fist again, staring at Ning Lian, secretly cheering for his father.

Chen Xiaodao's fall was just a small episode, and no one noticed.

However, someone recognized Chen Xiaodao, was surprised, and whispered: "Isn't that the housekeeper of Lu Taifu's family? I heard that he went to Mobei and found a new position with General Shi Xiao..."

"He came back this time on behalf of the Mobei Army. General Shi Xiao also really valued him."

"In the end, the people around the emperor should be different in His Majesty's heart."

"I don't know if he found out after seeing Xin..."

The faint whispers soon subsided again.

After the preparations were completed, the night was hazy and the school field was windy. Even if the torches were lit around, it was not as good as the light in the daytime, which had some impact on the shooting accuracy.

Ning Wanli let the distant guest let Wulihan shoot first.

In the prayers of "off-target and off-target" among the ministers of Daqi, Wulihan took an arrow and drew a bow, aimed at the bull's eye, and the feather arrow flew out suddenly.

Unbiased, right on the bullseye.

Everyone stomped their feet in their hearts and sighed.

Wulihan showed a confident smile, and bent over with his hands on his chest: "Your Majesty, it's your turn."

Ning Juan glanced at him lightly, with a cold expression on his face, he slowly drew his bow and shot an arrow, barely aiming.

In the next instant, with a sound of "duo", the feathered arrow cut through the night sky, precisely split the middle of the feathered arrow shot by Wulihan, and penetrated into the bullseye, only the half of the arrow tail trembled slightly.

The bowstring was still humming silently.

The emperor slowly put down his long bow, his wide robe sleeves fluttered in the night wind, and his voice was neither high nor low: "I have misread the target."

As soon as the voice fell, the entire school field was so silent that apart from the sound of the wind, it was almost audible for needles to fall.

Ulihan: "..."

The face of the Tartar mission turned extremely ugly in an instant.

The officials in Daqi were so excited that they almost jumped up and clapped their hands after a brief shock.

As expected of His Majesty!

Your Majesty's achievements in martial arts, how can these Tartars compare!

The late emperor was confused all his life, and the only thing he did the most wise was to pass on the throne to the present son!

Ning Siyue also blushed with excitement, looked at Ning Juan with admiration, clenched his fists, and secretly made up his mind that he must be the pride of his father.

Everyone's heart was surging, and Lu Qingze's heart was slightly hot.

He is confident that Ninglan will win.

But I still feel my heart beating faster because of this Ning tiredness.

Ning Juan was as high-spirited as he thought at first, reigning over the world, standing in the most honorable position, making all the officials willingly surrender, and he was an unqualified emperor.

He is no longer a tyrannical monarch who is alone and is rebelled against by thousands of people.

Lu Qing stared at the handsome young emperor in the arena, and Ning Juan seemed to have a feeling, suddenly turned his head, found Lu Qingze precisely in the crowd, looked at him, and raised his head proudly.

Lu Qing couldn't help but smile.

The officials behind him whispered again and sighed in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Holy Spirit Civil and Military, the only problem is...there are so many noble girls in the capital..."

He didn't dare to speak too loudly. He sighed and was stopped by his colleague covering his mouth.

With so many noble girls in the capital, Ning Wan likes any one, and it is better to marry any one.

Lu Qing filled out what the official wanted to say in his heart, and silently clenched the things in his palm, feeling a little bit of pain.

After a short pause in the field, the second round of arrows began.

This time it was the Tartar side who proposed it, with a moving target.

There is a lot of hunting in the grasslands, and the Tatars naturally have an advantage in the moving target.

Besides, it's still night.

The Tatar mission was relieved, thinking to himself, the emperor of Daqi can't even overwhelm the third prince, right?

Unfortunately, Ning Juan really overwhelmed Ulihan again.

Of the ten moving targets, Ulihan missed one, Ning Lian took the arrow and pulled the string, barely stopping, and the arrow hit the center of the bullseye.

After Changshun counted the targets, Le Diandian ran over: "Your Majesty, the third prince, do you want to prepare for the third round?"

Two wins in three games, Ning Juan has already won two games, these words fall into my ears, no matter how harsh they are.

This time, Wulihan's face was really not very good-looking, and he felt a little bit asking for trouble. He forced a smile: "As expected of the emperor of Daqi, he is really skilled. I admit defeat."

The onlookers heard the words and sneered coldly: You already lost, why do you still need to admit it?

Not only was this match won, but it was won pretty beautifully.

Ning Juan casually handed the longbow to the person beside him, tilted his head and listened to a guard approaching and whispering a few times, took the veil and wiped his hands: "It's not early, all the ministers are working hard today, it's time to leave the feast."

All the ministers bowed in unison, and then began to disperse.

Fan Xingyan, who had been silent for a long time, finally had a chance to come over, look at Lu Qingze, and after bowing, he hesitated: "Your Highness..."

From the moment he saw Lu Qingze, he was a little suspicious.

Just now I saw Chen Xiaodao sneakily leaning back behind Xin, and then deliberately fell, and the suspicion was even greater.

But he didn't dare to make inferences, he struggled for a while, but didn't say anything.

The idle and miscellaneous people all retreated. Ning Juan only instructed Changshun to stop a few key figures, and was about to go back to the Nan study to discuss. He walked over to Lu Qingze, glanced at Fan Xingyan, and turned his head to ask, "We want to go to Nanfang together. Can you listen to the study?"

Lu Qing speculated that suspicious people were probably identified, but he squeezed the things in his hand, not knowing what Chen Xiaodao specially sent, he was puzzled and shook his head: "I have a headache, I will go back first. "

Fan Xingyan was in a trance.

Being so close, the familiarity is even more obvious.

But in front of His Majesty, Fan Xingyan couldn't say, "I feel a bit like Mrs. Lu after I'm new." He could only swallow the words and his eyes became more complicated.

Ning Yan didn't care about other people's eyes at all, raised his hand and touched Lu Qingze's forehead. He didn't feel any fever, and his face calmed down. He nodded and said, "Go back and rest early, don't let Ning Si bother you more."

Ning Si, who was obediently standing on the side, blinked more and more confusedly: "?"

Ning Juan said in a low voice, "It's a little cold tonight, you burn Madam Tang first, and I'll go back and warm you up."

It's like an explanation between an ordinary husband and wife.

Lu Qing nodded unnaturally.

Tonight not only pressed Tatar, but Lu Qingze's heart was not rejected. Ning Juan was in a very good mood. If he hadn't been concerned about the presence of others, he almost wanted to kiss Lu Qingze, his eyes were bright: "Then I I'm leaving."

Lu Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and nodded again.

Ning Juan was a little worried about letting Lu Qing out of his sight, turning his head as he walked.

In Lu Qingze's eyes with a stern warning, he reluctantly pressed the urge to turn back three times, maintaining the imperial dignity, and led people back in the opposite direction.

The faces of the remaining ministers twitched: "..."

The last time I saw His Majesty being so... sticky alone, it's still the emperor's teacher.

Could it be that Your Majesty really treats this vase as an imperial teacher? !

Lu Qing, on the other hand, didn't care about the strange gazes of others falling on him, and led Ning Siyue, the little carrot head, to another path, rubbed the things in his palms, and glanced at the guards who were following him.

Ning Juan knew that he didn't like to be stared at, and the guards hung behind him not far or near, vigilantly guarding the surroundings, not staring at him all the time.

Ning Si was more afraid of falling like Chen Xiaodao, so he watched the road carefully.

He raised his hand, spread out the crumpled paper ball in his palm, and glanced at it.

"After the banquet, see you outside Ximen."

At first glance, Lu Qing was quite shocked.

This is actually Chen Xiaodao's word?

I haven't seen him for three years, but Xiaodao's handwriting is so neatly written. If it wasn't for the handwriting, it was a little familiar, I really couldn't tell.

It seems that Chen Xiaodao has been practicing calligraphy every day in recent years.

After sighing, Lu Qing stared at the words, a little confused.

Chen Xiaodao secretly stuffed him a note, just because he didn't want Ning Juan to find out, is there anything that needs to be said secretly from Ning Juan's people?

Lu Qing thought about it, and decided to go to the appointment. There are not many people he can trust, Ning Juan is one, and Chen Xiaodao is also one.

Ji Xuexuan was a little closer to where Ning Siyue lived, and outside Jixuexuan, Lu Qing rubbed Ning Siyue's soft hair: "You send your little highness back, the capital has been chaotic recently, so beware Get on it."

Having arrived at the door of Jixuexuan, the guards subconsciously felt that there was no problem, and they responded in unison, protecting Ning Siyue from leaving.

Seeing that the people were getting away, Lu Qing turned around and hid in the darkness without changing his face, and walked slowly towards Ximen.

He is still wearing black clothes today, which is very convenient for blending into the night, and even if he has been away for a few years, he is familiar with the layout of the palace. The modification is to walk quite calmly, avoiding all patrolling Jinyiwei and Jingwei.

When he arrived at Ximen, Lu Qing showed the tooth card that he picked up from Ning Juan, and the guard saw that he was angry, but the tooth card could not be faked, so he let him out of the palace gate.

There has never been anyone coming and going outside this palace gate, and it was empty and silent. When Lu Qing went out, he saw Chen Xiaodao waiting anxiously outside, with a carriage beside him.

Seeing Lu Qing coming, Chen Xiaodao pulled him into the carriage without saying a word, and without waiting for Lu Qing to speak, the carriage galloped violently.

Chen Xiaodao stuffed a bag into his arms, and his voice was very fast: "Sir, the bag is full of silver notes and some broken silver, as well as the road guide that I have forged, you take it."

Lu Qing looked at Chen Xiaodao in amazement, wondering if he should praise his skills.

"I bought someone, and I can leave the capital tonight." Chen Xiaodao's face was heavy, "This time you leave the capital, go south, don't get close to the capital, wait a few more years..."

The more Lu Qing listened, the more his temples jumped: "No, I don't..."

Chen Xiaodao held his hand with red eyes: "I know, Your Majesty treats you... You must not really stay by His Majesty's side. You and His Majesty will be good to you after you leave."

Lu Qing's explanation stopped here for a while, then fell silent.

After leaving, are you okay with him and Ning Juan?

He did want to leave tonight, too.

Lu Qing couldn't help but remembered that he was on the school grounds before, and heard the officials behind him whispering that it would be better for Ning Juan to marry a noble girl casually.

Lu Qing also felt this way before. Ning Wan found a girl he really liked, and after being canonized, lived a happy life, that would be the best.

As a teacher, he arbitrarily defined his life for Ning Juan.

The reason why Lu Qing left was because he didn't want to let Ning Wan talk about it. Guoguo would be a good emperor. He felt that it was inappropriate to leave such a statement in the history books.

But it was him who had been standing by Ning Wan's side all these years.

He watched Ning Juan grow step by step. No one knew better than him what Ning Juan was like in the original book, what Ning Juan was in the past, and how he made Ning Juan grow into the present that satisfied him. .

Their relationship is inseparable, more intimate than anyone else in this world, like teachers and students, like relatives, like friends.

Up to now... Ning tired wants them to be a couple.

Lu Qing was too accustomed to standing next to Ning Juan and looking at him. Even if he had been away for three years, this position was still his, so after he came back, he hardly felt unfamiliar.

If he really left this time, and someone else stayed by Ning Lian's side and took his place, would he be willing?

Does he really have no selfishness towards Ning Juan?

Lu Qing was at a loss for the first time in his life.

He always felt that he had no selfish intentions, but Ning Juan was pulling him into his densely woven net step by step, which made him unable to break free.

But if he really wanted to break free, Ninglan couldn't hold him back.

The carriage gradually moved away from the west gate, traversing the quiet Beijing road at night, and galloped towards the city gate.

Lu Qing rubbed his brows and looked at the palace city, which was getting farther and farther away. He vaguely felt like he had returned to three years ago. He sat in the carriage and looked at Ning Juan under the city gate in the heavy snow. Farther and farther, farther and farther away from Ninglan.

Last time he really wanted to leave, what about this time?

The opportunity is at hand, if he wants to leave, he can leave tonight in the dark.

At this moment, there was a sudden bird chirping in the direction of Miyagi. Others might not understand it, but Lu Qing instantly understood what it meant.

That is the secret code of Jinyiwei, which means: Your Majesty has been assassinated!

After Lu Qing was cold all over, a clear thought popped into his mind for the first time: Impossible.

Ning Juan was guarded by a number of secret guards, all of whom were good at one against ten, and his own martial arts were not inferior to any of the secret guards. Besides, because the Tartars and the vassal kings had entered the capital recently, there were many guards inside and outside the Qianqing Palace.

Unless the assassin had some extraordinary ability, Ning Juan could not have been assassinated.

It was more like Ning Juan returned to Jixuexuan after discussing with the ministers in the South Study Room and found that he was gone, so he threw a handful of bait and waited for him to take the bait.

But what if?

Lu Qing couldn't help but imagined the scene of Ning Juan's assassination, suddenly got up, and ordered without hesitation: "Turn around and turn around."

Chen Xiaodao was looking nervously in the direction of the city gate, wondering if there were any loopholes in tonight's arrangement, he was stunned for a moment: "Young Master?"

Lu Qing said word by word: "Return to the palace immediately."

The city gate is in front of you, and freedom is close at hand.

Chen Xiaodao didn't understand why Lu Qingze suddenly changed his mind and was silent for a while, but still believed in all Lu Qingze's decisions, opened the curtain, and gave instructions to the coachman.

The carriage stopped abruptly, then turned around and ran back to the direction of the palace gate.

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Teacher Lu: Perform a self-injection trap.