Chapter 16: 16

   Lu Qingzhe pressed very carefully.

    The pair of jade-like thin white fingers looked weak, but the force of the fall was not light, neither hurried nor slow. From the calf to the knee, the technique was skillful.

    Rather tired and comfortable, tortured, and flustered, it was like sitting on pins and needles.

    Lu Qing take care of his grandfather's when he was a child. The old man often suffered from backache and leg pain, so he learned to press and practiced the technique, raised his head and asked, "Are you comfortable?"

    Looking up from this angle is indeed a bit dangerous, Ning Juan shrank down on the couch in embarrassment and nodded silently.

    Seeing the pitiful future tyrant in the original book who made the protagonist run around and kill without blinking his eyes, being a little unruly, Lu Qing couldn't help teasing him maliciously: "What are you hiding, show me, i will not laugh at you."

    What's not to laugh at?

    Ning Juan's ears were hot and embarrassed: "Teacher!"

    Lu Qing stood up calmly, took the clean clothes that were sent outside the screen, and handed them to Ning Juan: "Get dressed yourself."

    After speaking, he left leisurely in a scattered manner.

    Ning Juan sat on the spot and took a deep breath.

    Until the footsteps completely disappeared, the tense muscles all over his body slowly relaxed, and the embarrassment on his face became dull. After Lu Qing left, there seemed to be no reason for all his emotions to exist.

    Ning Juan changed his clothes and walked out of the wing.

    The guard standing outside lowered his head: "Your Majesty, Master Lu is waiting for you in the study."

    Ning Juan made a light hum and walked quickly towards the study.

    While waiting for Ning Juan, Lu Qing made a pot of tea.

    It is the Mingqian tea that was offered as tribute this year. It is green in color, fragrant and mellow in taste. Ning Juan sent people to send things to him from time to time, but he didnt even finish drinking the last year batch.

    It didn't take long for Ning Juan to come, he looked up and smiled, but paused slightly when the words reached his lips.

    The young man who stepped into the house had a straight posture, and changed into a bright sapphire blue round neck robe, which made his features look handsome and extravagant.

    One second, his face was still indifferent to strangers, and the next second, with a smile, he leaned in sticky: "Is the teacher going to examine my homework?"

    Lu Qing regained his senses and nodded, "Sit down."

    Ning Juan obediently sat down.

    During the homework inspection, Ning Juan was as eloquent as ever, and smiled when he saw Lu Qing, and took the opportunity to say the real purpose of the trip: "Teacher, after the Dragon Boat Festival for two days, will you stay with me in the palace for a few more days?"

    During the Dragon Boat Festival a few years ago, Lu Qing either had a relapse of his old illness or was ill from the cold. Unfortunately, he was absent and could not enter the palace to accompany Ning Juan.

    The little emperor must be very lonely in his heart to spend such a lively festival in the palace alone.

    Lu Qing thought for a while, then nodded in response.

    Ning Wan looked at the tear mole at the corner of his eyes, and suddenly looked forward to the Dragon Boat Festival this year.

    On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, early in the morning, Lu Qing pulled out of bed with difficulty and put on a court dress that he hadn't worn in a while.

    If he didn't see this suit, he almost forgot that he was a first-class officer.

    Although it is a false title.

    The court clothes were troublesome to wear, and Chen Xiaodao had to help them.

    After he was dressed, Chen Xiaodao took two steps back, looked up and down, and boasted, "Sir, this dress suits you very well! You look so good in red, can you go back and ask the tailor to cut more red ones?"

    "Don't!" Lu Qing strongly refused, "It's eye-catching."

 

    Chen Xiaodao laughed and said nothing.

    Anyway, when His Majesty saw it, he must also think that the young master looks good in red, and he will have it sent to him.

    The interior of the Forbidden City was laid out early. The gates of the palaces were filled with calamus and mugwort, and carriages were parked outside the palace city. The officials chatted with each other, making a lot of noise.

    When he got there, Chen Xiaodao was looking left and right looking for a parking space, when he heard a soft cough, the commander of the Imperial Guard, who he knew well, was on duty today, and pointed to an empty space without looking sideways.

      Chen Xiaodao is happy: "Thank you, thank you, let's drink together later."

    The full sociable flower.

 

    Lu Qing sat in the carriage, played with the mask, smiled, and put the mask on.

    Lu Qing's position in the court is a bit special - in terms of real power, he currently does not have it, but in terms of reputation, it is very big.

Whether it is the initial scholar accomplishment, or admonishing the eunuchs when everyone is silent, or insisting on lecturing for the young emperor and secretly pushing His Majesty to go to court, many officials admire him.

    Although most people think that he is lacking in brains and stupid in reading the situation, he dares to provoke Wei Herong.

But no matter admiration or ridicule, no one really knows the emperor teacher, who pulled the young emperor up. Rumours around saying that the young emperor also respects and trusts him very much. The relationship between teachers and students is excellent, which is also a good booster.

    It's just that Lu Qing is not in good health, and he is rarely seen.

    As soon as Lu's carriage arrived, everyone looked over and stared at the carriage, wanting to meet this legendary imperial teacher.

    The hand that opened the curtain was very white, a morbid, almost transparent pallor.

    Really bad.

    This is everyone's first thought.

    Immediately, Chen Xiaodao supported the young man in the car and walked out, with a crane embroidered on the crimson dress and a jade belt on his waist. Although his body was thin, his gait was extremely stable, and he stood up straight. Crane, as graceful as the moon, is only a silhouette, but also can see the beauty of the bones, which makes people look forward to it.

    However, when he turned around, there was a cold silver mask on that face.

    I heard that it was to protect His Majesty, and his face was disfigured and ugly, so His Majesty authorized him to wear a mask in front of him.

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    Everyone thought of this stubble in hindsight, and couldn't help but feel a little pity.

The actual feeling can't be said, but the three words that come to mind are: pity?

    Why is there a group of people around here?.

    Lu Qing touched the mask subconsciously, made sure that the mask was on, then glanced left and right, wanting to see what everyone was looking at.

    A group of officials: "..."

    The silent atmosphere flowed again, and the crowd resumed laughing and talking as if nothing had happened, heading for the palace.

    Lu Qing instructed Chen Xiaodao to go back to sleep well, and exchanged a few words with the officials who came to say hello, but after two steps, another person stopped in front of him, looked at the mask on his face, and snorted.

    Lu Qing glanced at him: "Master Cheng, what's the matter?"

    The Lord Cheng Wenang, who had informed him about the King of Shu in advance, would have a sense of presence in front of him whenever he had the opportunity in the past few years.

    As long as they bumped into each other, you have to conquer it. Today, he said, "The drawings I am in charge for are very important." Tomorrow, he is proud of "I have been appreciated by Master Shang Shu," which made Lu Qing very much doubt whether he just graduated from elementary school.

    When he got the little red flower in kindergarten, he didn't like to show it off like this.

    Cheng Wenang cleared his throat and wanted to show off again. Before he said anything, Lu Qing said quietly: "The white pheasant on your court dress is very beautiful, it's bigger than my crane."

    The first-grade crane, the fifth-grade white pheasant.

    Cheng Wenang: "..."

    Kill in one sentence.

    The officials nearby who were about to watch the fun shook their shoulders and moved away silently.

    Cheng Wenang choked for a few seconds, and continued to be incompetent and furious. He was quite speechless: "What is the use of a false title, is it better than Duke Wu!"

    Duke Wu?

    Lu Qing felt familiar and was thinking, when Chang shun's voice came from the side: "Master Cheng, Duke Wu was also stationed in Mobei this year on the Dragon Boat Festival and will not come back home. I heard that you and Duke Wu have a kinship relationship separated by thirty-two family cousins. , our family is also honored, after all, our family’s surname is Cheng, maybe it’s only twenty-three family cousins away from you!”

    The tone of neither yin nor yang sounded too detrimental, and several nearby officials passed by with laughter.

    Cheng Wenang couldn't stand it anymore, he turned around angrily and left.

    Lu Qing sneered: "Changshun, you have a good mouth."

    Chang Shun smiled and walked to Lu Qingze's side: "Your Majesty has been thinking of you since last night, and sent a servant to pick you up."

    Lu Qing was not surprised, nodded and followed Changshun.

    

Changshun can be regarded as an old man by Ning Juan's side. Now his rank is not low. Many ministers call him Eunuch Changshun respectfully when they meet him. In front of Lu Qingze, he is still very humble: "Master Lu, do you want to tell Your Majesty?"

    Referring to the matter of Cheng Wen'ang.

    Lu Qing smiled: "No need."

 

    Although Cheng Wenang has been sour all day long and has to compare with him, , but his heart is not bad and he is quite interesting in his spare time.

 

    Changshun should have told the little emperor, but with his years of experience and intuition, he always felt that after telling the little emperor, there would be very serious consequences.

    So he chose to listen to Lu Qingze.

....... Anyway, His Majesty listens to Lord Lu, right?

    He thought anxiously.

 

    Lu Qing was still thinking about Duke Wu's affairs until he reached the Qianqing Palace, and he didn't remember much about Duke Wu's role in the original text. I'm afraid he missed it, so he could only ask for help: "Changshun, how much do you know about Duke Wu? ?"

    When referring to Duke Wu, Changshun's tone couldn't help but show some admiration: "Prince Wu is the number one heroic general in my Daqi. With General Shi here, Tartar and Oara can only honestly bow down and submit to it! But the old general has not returned to the capital for many years. This servants heard about it before, it seems that it is because..."

    Before he could finish speaking, the young man's clear voice interjected: "Teacher wants to know about Duke Wu, wouldn't it be better to ask me?"

  

  Before Lu Qing arrived, Ning Juan ran outside the Qianqing Palace and looked forward to it.

    Seeing Lu Qingze in a red robe, his eyes lit up, and he could almost imagine how bright the face would be when he took off the mask.

    Lu Qing raised his head and saw the young emperor wearing the twelve-chapter garb.

    His health is too bad, and he was exempted from the court a few years ago. When he entered the palace, Ning Juan saw him wearing only ordinary clothes. .

    Lu Qing looked at him with a smile.

Ning weary can't help but straighten his waist.

    Ordinary people don't dare to look directly at the emperor, let alone look up and down, but Lu Qingze's eyes always make him a little nervous.

 

    After a while, Lu Qing bent his lips: "Then it's up to Your Majesty to clear up the confusion."

 

    The rest of his face is obscured by the mask, and the only exposed lips stand out.

    Ning Juan's eyes involuntarily fell on his slightly raised lips, and he felt as red as peach blossoms in spring.

The hands hidden under the wide sleeves curled up, Ning Juan were in trance for a while.

    Why didn't I notice it before, the teacher's lips... so beautiful.

 

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