Raising wolves

    Fan Xingyan had never met Lu Qingze before.

    When the brilliant young champion was sent to prison last year, everyone thought that he would not survive the early spring.

    I didn't expect that Lu Qingze, who had survived death, would still choose to support the orthodox royal family, and even almost died under the knife of thieves to protect the young emperor.

    Many ministers in the court have respect for Lu Qingze, but unfortunately, no one dares to say anything because of the dark clouds (lack of power).

    Fan Xingyan has long wanted to make friends with Lu Qingzhe, but he was too busy to care about his mother sickness.

    As the young housekeeper of Lu's house stepped into the study, he saw Lu Qingze at a glance.

    This rumored imperial master wearing a silver mask, standing by the window with his hands folded, waist like bamboo upright, the wind outside the window a sweep, thin and thin body seems to also sway, raised his hand against his lips stifled a few coughs, fingertips snow white, revealing the lips also flushed with a sickly pale.

    The end is graceful like the moon, unsullied by vulgarity.

    Fan Xingyan's heart skipped a beat, almost worried that he would fall like that, and involuntarily took a big step, trying to support him.

    Chen Xiaodao took a step faster, rushed up and closed the window, complaining: "Young Master, you are not in good health, you can't see the wind, I didn't watch  for a while..."

    Lu Qing waved his hand and didn't care much, but his voice was a little hoarse: "It's stuffy, get some fresh air."

    As he said that, he turned his head and smiled slightly: "Lord Fan, I have been looking forward to see you for a long time."

    Fan Xingyan's eyes suddenly became hot, and he knelt down with a plop without thinking about it.

    Lu Qing was stunned for a moment: "What is Mr. Fan doing, please get up quickly!"

    Fan Xingyan's voice was a little choked, and he bowed abruptly before asking Lu Qingze to help him up and said solemnly: "No matter in public or private, the emperor and teacher deserve Fan Mou's worship."

    Lu Qing sighed, motioned Chen Xiaodao to guard outside, and sat down with Fan Xingyan, with a gentle voice: "Mr. Fan is filial, but Lu has only done his best, and I am very relieved if he can help."

    With tears in his eyes, Fan Xingyan shook his head and said, "The emperor's teacher, have a bright and beautiful moon, and a majestic aura. In today's filthy court, Fan has longed for it. This time you have a life-saving grace to me, Fan can not die to repay."

Lu Qingze: "..."

    No matter how thick-skinned he was, he was praised till his face is red. Fortunately, he wore a mask to cover it up, so he coughed hastily: "Lord Fan should just call me by my name. How is the situation in home?"

    Fan Xingyan's mood calmed down a little, and shyly wiped his eyes: "My mother's condition has improved, and the doctor said that she will be able to walk in less than half a month. It is all thanks to you."

    Lu Qing's eyes showed a little smile: "That's good."

    Fan Xingyan looked at the cold mask on his face, and his voice was astringent: "How is your body? The injury on your face..."

    "It's no big deal, thank you Mr. Fan for your concern." Lu Qing touched the mask on his face, "But this injury on the face, too hideous, in order to prevent scaring the next person, from now on can only wear a mask."

    Seeing his light-hearted, calm, open-minded appearance. Fan Xingyan's heart already surging gratitude and admiration went up another level.

    Lu Qingze: "..."

    Fan Xingyan naturally didn't come here to only praise and thank him.

    After his emotions were completely recovered, his expression became solemn: "I and the other foreign ministers have not seen the little His Majesty until now. I don't know what the situation in the palace is. Dare I ask Fan if he can do anything?"

    Lu Qing kept smiling and listened to praise for a long time. Seeing that he finally got to the point, he breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly: "Nowadays, His Majesty has only me to teach, and I cannot attend the court to listen to politics. His Majesty's assassination can just be used as a breakthrough, if Master Fan is willing to join all the minister to advice together, presumably I think even the chief minister of Wei will not be able to stop you from talking, but..."

    By offending Wei He-rong, there is always a risk.

    But the power of the officials was something that even the emperor can not stand, not to mention Wei Herong's unrighteousness.

    He paused for a while, and Fan Xingyan immediately understood, with a determined face: "Don't worry, Fan will definitely live up to your expectations!"

    Lu Qing stood up in awe and solemnly bowed to him.

    Fan Xingyan didn't dare to accept the salute, and hurriedly avoided: "This is our duty, there is no need for the minister to do so! You are not yet recovered from your illness, so you should recuperate well."

    After he finished speaking, his blood was already burning, he clenched his fists and said, "Fan will go back and write the fold now!"

    Mr. Fan Fan didn't wait for Lu Qing to speak, he quickly returned a salute, turned around and ran away.

    Chen Xiaodao, who was standing outside the door, couldn't even keep up with his speed.

    Chen Xiaodao was stunned and scratched his head in confusion: "Young Master, is this Mr. Fan's rashness reliable?"

    Lu Qing's eyes folded, and he said with a leisurely smile, "Don't worry, there is nothing more reliable than him."

    In the original story, Fan Xingyan's filial piety moved Feng Guilao's family's daughter, pinpointing the time, the Feng girl should have already met Fan Xingyan ...... It was originally that Miss Feng was supposed to help secretly, but he was intercepted.

Fan Xingyan is now just a small imperial historian, but soon, his character and talent will be appreciated by Feng Ge Lao, then marry Feng Ge Lao's daughter, embarked on a frank career path, the right to speak more and more heavy, and finally did get the tyrant's reappointment, he is expected to enter the cabinet at a young age..

   

    The most important thing is that Feng Gelao and Wei Herong had a feud, and he dislike Wei Herong for a long time, but because of the disillusionment of the court and the wild, and the strong Wei party, he pretended to be sick and took leave for a long time. .

        And the left imperial historian Qin Hui, has been in the line of scolding Wei He-rong, will not fail to help.

    It is unrealistic to go directly to Feng Gelao or Qin Hui. If Wei Herong finds out it be a dead end. It is the easiest to use Fan Xingyan as a breakthrough.

    It was this little butterfly that fanned the storm in the imperial court.

    With them taking the lead, it would not be difficult for Ning Juan to go to court and add a few more teachers.

    This was the gift that Lu Qing wanted to give to the little emperor.

    Fan Xingyan did what he said, while Lu Qing spent a few days in the mansion, and Chen Xiaodao brought back the news he had inquired.

    Headed by Qin Hui, all the imperial mnister jointly remonstrated, vying for the young emperor to enter the court, and choose everyone to give lectures. While Feng Ge Lao, who had previously complained of illness, has also returned to the court and stood in the young emperor's faction without a word.

    King Jing and the late King of Shu who almost left the capital in a few steps. Looked confused, and they didn't think it was a big deal. He also meant to stand on the side of the little emperor. Of course, he looked down on the little emperor, but the ownership of this country belongs to the Ning family. Yes, a powerful official with a foreign surname in charge of the government will naturally cause him to be unhappy, and he is not happy to see Wei Herong cover the sky with one hand.

    It doesn't matter who the throne is temporarily, but the surname must be Ning.

    After the noisy court melee lasted for a month, Wei Herong had to give in and compromise.

    Lu Qing watched the play while recovering from his injuries, and occasionally went to the palace to coax the children.

    Under the meticulous care of the imperial doctor, the injury improved very quickly, and Ning Juan specially asked Zheng Yao to find an ointment that would not leave scars.

    The fight didn't last long before the conclusion was reached.

    The weather is getting hotter and hotter, the summer lotus is blooming, and Ning's birthday is coming up.

    Lu Qing entered the palace with the good news and gave Ning Juan the long-prepared birthday present.

    Unexpectedly, Ning Juan was not very happy.

    The young emperor did not jump into Lu Qingze's arms and pamper him as soon as they met, but was silent for a while before whispering, "I just want you to teach me, I don't want anyone else."

    There is a vague stubbornness.

    Lu Qing was funny and angry, and bounced his head: "What did you say, it took a lot of effort to give you the opportunity you earned, cherish it well, and don't allow yourself to be willful. The new teachers are very learned people."

    Ning Juan was taught a lesson, and said "Oh" glumly.

    He would have to go to court now, so the time to see Lu Qingze would be reduced.

    When other gentlemen's lecture courses are also arranged, wouldn't it be reduced again.

    Lu Qing guessed what he was thinking, and tapped his forehead with his fingertips: "It's not enough for me to enter the palace every three days? It's not bad for you to come to my house in the future. What do you do with your face down? I'm not going to die."

    Hearing the word "death", Ning Juan's heart tightened, and then he remembered that chaotic night, Lu Qingze was covered in blood, and his body was haunted by the fragrance of blood that he would never forget. He opened his eyes and grabbed Lu Qingze's hand tightly. , even said "Bah" three times, and said with a sullen face: "Don't talk nonsense about death, teacher!"

    Lu Qing changed the topic at the right time: "Guo Guo, have you grown taller again?"

    Ning Juan has been secretly practicing horseback and archery with Zheng Yao, and the palace ground is large enough to flutter.

    It is probably because the nutrition has stock up, and he’s exercising well, every time they meet, Lu Qingze feel that Ning Juan is like the spring bamboo shoot, and has grown a little taller, he’s no longer the skinny little kitten boy like a few months ago.

    Ning Juan proudly raised his head: "An inch taller!"

    He secretly gestured to Lu Qingze.

    Although the teacher is thin, he is not short. If he can be half a head taller and smaller than the teacher, then he will be able to wrap the teacher tightly in his arms and rest his chin on the teacher's head.

    When I think about this, I have more motivation to grow taller!

    The first thing the little emperor does when he wakes up every day is to measure his height.

    Children are easily excited and satisfied.

    Lu Qing bent his eyes and patted his head: "Tomorrow will be the court, today will be a holiday, no lecture, go to the imperial garden for a stroll, I heard Changshun say, lotus flowers are in bloom."

    Ning Juan was not interested in viewing flowers, but he was naturally happy to accompany Lu Qingze.

    The imperial garden has been well renovated, and it is not as desolate as it was before.

    In the lotus pond, the green leaves are in the sky, the pink lotus stands shyly, and the fragrant wind blows a faint fragrance.

    In the light rain, one big and one small sat in the pavilion to play chess, waiting for the little emperor to frown and think about how to go next, Lu Qing held his cheeks and looked lazily at the scenery that was hanging beside him.

    After the light rain, the spring season will be over.

    Summer is coming, and the little emperor is going to grow up.

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    After the transition of this chapter, the next chapter Ning Guoguo will be mature and grow up, and the young Ning Guoguo struts up~