Chapter 9: 9

The warmth in the quilt quickly dissipated, and Lu Qing seemed to be wrapped in a piece of cold iron. He didn't sleep very well, so the whole day his spirit is not good, and he coughed constantly. , not very suitable for lectures.

 

    He simply put out the test questions for a few subjects, and give a small test in the classroom.

 

    The ancient arithmetic is quite inconvenient, he put modern mathematics into a simple way to teach Ning weary, the young emperor comprehended quickly, sitting upright at the table, seriously writing his dog crawl word.

 

    During lunch, Chang Shun, who had disappeared all morning, appeared in the warm pavilion, and as soon as he came in, he said, "Your Majesty, the servants have inquired. In the morning, the King of Shu lost his temper in the mansion, but no one knows what happened."

 

    Lu Qing was holding up the steamed cheese in front of him in amazement. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Oh? So no one else knows about what he did?"

 

    It's not surprising that if the matter of bribing the emperor's teacher in private, if it spreads out, not to mention what the officials in the capital will say, even Wei Herong will be on alert.

 

    No matter how stupid Ning Cong was, he knew it was best not to confront Wei Herong now.

 

    Changshun didn't know what happened, but guessed that it was related to Lu Qingze: "It should be, it is said that the King of Shu was going to enter the palace, but when he received news, he reluctantly held back."

 

    Ning Juan's cornered light secretly glanced at Lu Qingze, watching him toss the bowl of cheese with a spoon, his eyes slipped absently over his fingertips, and he frowned at the sound: "Are you still have appetite?"

 

    Lu Qing tapped on the table with two fingers: "Your Majesty, concentrate on the exam, you still have a big question to write."

 

    Ning Wan's face wrinkled, and he lowered his head with a sullen face to fill in the big question.

 

    Changshun: "..."

 

    "The servants don't dare," Chang Shun thought in a trance that he was dazzled, and blinked hard, "The servants heard that His Royal Highness Prince Jing is going to the capital this morning."

 

    Lu Qing then scooped two spoons of crispy cheese into his mouth, half squinted his eyes in enjoyment, and recalled the next.

 

    The children and grandchildren of the Great Qi generations are not very spread out, too many died, the children of Emperor Chong'an is also, too few survived, and finally only Ning Juan left.

 

    Nowadays, the closest of the royal bloodline is also King Shu Ning Cong and King Jing Ning Jing.

 

    Compared with Ning Cong, who is lustful and has a weak brain, King Jing's reputation is much better. If it wasn't for his biological mother who was just a lowly court lady, and the dynasty respected the establishment of successor rather than virtuous people, Emperor Chong'an probably won't ascend to the throne so easily.

 

    Seeing the little emperor frowning, his snow-white face was solemn, and Lu Qing gently knocked on the edge of the bowl with a spoon: "What are you worried about, Your Majesty?"

 

    Ning Juan brows tightened even more: "Two vassal kings back to the capital, the situation in the capital is chaotic, you are not worried."

  

 "What's there to worry about?" Lu Qing said slowly, "A pool of muddy waters in the capital is suitable for us to keep a low profile, and be the spectator in the back."

 

    The King of Shu has travelled thousands of miles to come, his covetousness for the throne is obvious, and the seemingly non-competitive King of Jing, how could he remain indifferent.

 

    Wei Herong should have a headache for these two vassals now, and has no time to trouble him and the little emperor.

 

    If you don't take advantage of this time to hurry up and do the whole thing, you will be sorry for Emperor Chong'an's ascension grace.

 

     Lu Qing was calm, and Ning Wan's turmoil seemed to disappear. He nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly remembered something, he turned his head and asked, "Where was that person last night?"

 

    Changshun lowered his head: "He ran out of breath when he reached the fortieth board."

 

    Ning Juan hummed lightly.

 

    Life in the palace is cheaper than grass, which he knew when he was five or six years old.

 

    Seeing Ning Juan's indifferent attitude towards human life, Lu Qing stirred the cheese's fingertips.

    He will teach the little emperor how to cherish the lives of others, but this is not the time to be benevolent.

 

    "I'm done," Lu Qing put down the bowl and got up to collect the papers, "Your Majesty, let's have lunch first, I'll see how you did with your answers."

 

    While Lu Qing was grading the papers, the carriage of Prince Jing's mansion rumbled into the capital.

 

    The middle-aged man in the carriage had a refined face, closed his eyes, and listened to the report of the person kneeling in front of him.

 

    The subordinates have no details, and report the factors that have happened recently in the capital. At the end, he added: "By the way, on the palace road yesterday, the king of Shu stopped the emperor's Tai Fu halfway. He shook his face. Hearing the news from the palace, the emperor was so angry that he didn't fall asleep all night, and let that Master Lu stay in the palace to hide from the King of Shu."

 

    Hearing this, Ning Jing only opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with clarity and ridicule: "With the temperament of the fourth prince, I think that Lu Taifu was born well.”

 

    The subordinate said: "It is said that it is not bad, it is still the 24th year of Jian'an Jinshi and the first, last year's champion, because he offended the eunuch, was thrown into the water prison, woke up after nine days, sick and crooked, I will visit his mansion. I scouted his house, he seems to have a few days to live, the late emperor on his deathbed, ordered him to be the new emperor's Imperial Tutor."

 

    Ning Jing looked unpredictable: "Oh? Since he is the champion, he should teach the little majesty well."

 

    "No," the subordinate shook his head, "The new emperor used to live in the cold palace, he was not educated, and his progress in writing was slow. He is still studying the Analects of Confucius."

 

    Ning Jing looked slightly relaxed.

 

    A sick seedling, plus a little idiot, is not a big threat.

 

    The most important thing is the one in the cabinet. When dealing with Wei Herong, you have to be careful.

 

    "My lord, where shall we go now?"

 

    Ning Jing opened the curtains and looked in the direction of the imperial city, with a dark look in his eyes: "Into the palace."

 

    When King Jing entered the palace, he ran into the King of Shu, and the two came to see the little emperor together.

 

    When Lu Qing remembered the words on the silk last night, he couldn't stop the goose bumps. Before the people came, he hid in the warm pavilion, but he was not worried that Ning Juan couldn't handle it.

 

    Not to mention that in front of outsiders now, in the original work, when he was dormant in the early stage, Ning Juan disguised so that Wei Herong didn't notice much, and when he reacted, the little emperor was already able to stand up to him. He would kill him with a single blow, and directly wipe Wei Herong's family.

 

    The first thing you need to do is to play dumb, too dumb to be too fake, to be just right, and not let people notice.

 

    Ning Juan can grasp the proportions.

 

    Ning Juan did not disappoint Lu Qingze.

 

    Facing the two imperial uncles, he answered naively without being stupid, if he should not understand, he would not understand, and if he should be covered with news, he would be covered. There are slip of the tongue.

 

    It seems that he is indeed a wild emperor who has not received any education and grew up in a cold palace.

 

    Ning Cong never took the little emperor in his eyes, but he was worried about Ning Jing, and for a long time, his eyes couldn't help but start to flutter: "Your Majesty, didn't you leave Master Lu in the palace to give lectures, why can't anyone see him?"

 

    Ning Jing laughed, and rolled his eyes without a trace by the gesture of lowering his head to drink tea.

 

    Here we go again.

 

    When he mentioned this, Ning Juan's face didn't look too good: "Taifu is not feeling well, and is taking a rest."

 

    Ning Cong's face was thick-skinned: "This minister and Mrs. Lu are like old friends at first sight. He is not in good health. This minister should go and have a look. You guys talk, this king will go and visit Tai Fu Lu."

 

    Ning Juan said lukewarmly, "Thank you for your kindness, Uncle. It's just that the Imperial Physician instructed him not to be disturb when he is resting."

 

    Thinking of the face he saw yesterday, clear and cold like a thin piece of snow, the corner of the eye is also dotted with a charming tear mole ......

 

    Ning Cong was very itchy, smacking his tongue, but still refused to give up: "I heard that Lu Taifu did not teach very well, how about this, I recommend a few great scholars to Your Majesty, Your Majesty will exchange Lu Taifu to ......"

 

    Ning Juan had the heart to kill, his chest was boiling, and his tone became completely cold: "Uncle Huang, Taifu Lu was personally pointed to me by the late emperor. If you have any objection, you might as well go to the late emperor and tell him."

 

    As soon as these words came out, the whole house fell silent.

 

    It is true that he is still a child, so indolent.

 

    Seeing Ning Cong's face instantly turned ugly, Ning Jing, who had seen enough excitement, laughed and said: "The King of Shu is just joking, why should His Majesty be angry. Fourth brother, His Majesty is eager to protect his teacher, so his words are a bit heavy, you are the elder, you should not mind."

 

    Ning Cong stared at Ning Juan sullenly, smiling but not smiling: " Sixth brother is joking, how could this king be bothered with a child?"

 

    The atmosphere was so stiff, and naturally the chat could not go on, and Ning Cong and Ning Jing left the Qianqing Palace together again.

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    Ning Juan's anger did not diminish at all.

    Not only was it because of Ning Cong's condescending contempt, he also unabashedly coveted the people around him and dared to offer an exchange!

 

    The sense of humiliation was overwhelming.

 

    He is too weak now, has no power and no one at hand, and can't even protect  Lu Qingze well.

 

    Power.

 

    Ning Juan clenched his fists tightly, grinding these two words between his teeth, his eyes darkened.

 

    Lu Qing rested for a while, rubbed his eyes and walked into the warm pavilion. He saw the little emperor looking like he was about to explode with anger, and squinted his eyes: "What have I told you before? As a ruler, even if you’re happy or angry, you shouldn’t show your colors ."

 

    Ning Juan glanced at him: "But I'm just angry."

 

    "If you are angry, take two deep breaths, press it down, and the wind and water will take turns. Go back and pay back ten times."

 

    Ning Juan listened to him and took two deep breaths. The faint fragrance of plum and the smell of medicine rushed into the air, and the sullenness in his heart was relieved, but he was still depressed: "Can't you be emotional when you become an emperor?"

 

    Seeing him calm down, Lu Qing couldn't help pinching the angry little face again, and said with a smile, "Of course it can, but it depends on who it is in front of. For example, in front of your wife and me, if you want to laugh or make a scene or be pampered, feel free."

 

    Ning Juan avoided his hand and sneered at these words: "I never act like a spoiled child."

 

    This little brat has not even called him teacher until now.

 

    Lu Qing shook his head secretly.

 

    Find a chance to promote a little more trust.

 

    At night, Lu Qing was invited into Ning Juan's bedroom.

 

    The little emperor had changed into a white bedclothes and was sitting on the bed, his little legs swaying unconsciously, when he saw Lu Qingzhi come in, he raised his chin and indicated Lu Qingzhi to look at the Luohan couch with thick mattress: "You sleep there."

 

    The Luohan couch is under the window, and the branch window has been firmly closed, and the layer of paper has been glued, so that the wind will not penetrate.

 

    The couch is a little narrow, but Lu Qingzhi's body is thin, so he can sleep on it without being unable to stretch out.

 

    Judging from the little emperor's awkward character, this is because he was watching him cold in the bed last night and caring about him around the corner?

 

   But again, with the young emperor's wary nature, it is unlikely that he would allow to sleep in a room with him, after all, he is not yet fully trusted.

 

    Unless it's ......

 

    The answer to this question is: "Oh, no wonder you were so angry during the day, Ning Cong is crazy again?"

 

    Ning Lian hummed heavily: "Lu Tai Fu, Ning Zong really dare to snatch you away in the street."

 

There was a harassment last night, and he was worried for Lu Qingze sleep alone.

 

    And...it will be very cold.

 

    Ning Lan lowered her long eyelashes, not wanting to admit that he cared about Lu Qingze, climbed onto the bed, covered himself with the quilt and closed his eyes: "If you dare to grind your teeth and snort in your sleep, I will throw you out."

 

    Fierce.

 

    Lu Qing was amused: "The minister follows the order."

 

    After all, it is the little emperor's nest, and the couch is more comfortable than the bed last night.

 

    Lu Qing didn't rest well last night and was tired. Not long after he lay down, his consciousness was blurred.

 

    In a daze, he didn't know how long he had slept, when Lu Qing suddenly heard a very subtle sound.

 

    His body is weak and his sleep is shallow, but often when he wakes up, his body's response takes a few beats slowly. When he opens his eyes with difficulty, he sees a few dark shadows passing by the window.

 

    Because he happened to be sleeping by the window, he saw it.

 

    Lu Qing's eyelids jumped and he realized something was wrong.

 

    There are a bunch of warm pavilions in the Qianqing Palace, just to let the emperor change his residence frequently to prevent assassination.

 

    Those people were scouting from room to room.

 

    He did not make a sound, looked at the pitch-black interior, bowed and quietly got off the couch, groping in the dark to wake up the young emperor and find a place to hide and call the guards.

 

    The door latch was pried open just as he reached the bed.

 

    The moment the door latch was pried, Ning Juan had already opened his eyes vigilantly, but before he could move, he was suddenly picked up by someone. At the same time, screams came from outside, mixed with screams: "Assassin There are assassins!"

 

    The assassin who found this room also found two people, and the sharp knife light came immediately!

 

    Ning Juan's first reaction was not fear, but a peaceful thought: I'm about to be left behind again.

 

    The concubine Jing, who had just been sent to the cold palace, actually had a servant girl with her, who had watched him grow up and had a good relationship.

 

    Later, when Jing Concubine died, there was no shelter, and the Queen's people came to the cold palace several times to make trouble, planning to get rid of the big one first, and then settle the small one.

 

    The maid left him and went to another master.

 

    He still remembers the look of guilt, heartlessness, timidity and fear in his eyes, so he doesn't want to recall too much, forcing himself to erase the impression.

 

    Seeing that the friendship he grew up was still like this, he and Lu Qing had only known each other for more than a month. In the face of life and death, he would not be surprised if Lu Qing left him and fled by himself.

 

    But the hand that holds him does not have half a sign of loosening, and even tightened a few points, deftly dodging the knife, fleeing to the screen behind, a fierce kick.

 

    The assassin was smashed by the fallen jade screen, and his movements inevitably slowed down. When he rushed up again, he suddenly screamed.

 

    He was led to the side of the charcoal basin by Lu Qingze, who was familiar with the room. He stepped in without paying attention to his feet.

    Lu Qing took the opportunity to shrink down and rushed to the door!

 

    However, the outside was also chaotic, and it was not much safer than the inside. The moment they rushed out, they had been noticed.

 

    "Listen," Lu Qingze's breath was a little chaotic, but his voice was still calm, and he spoke very fast, "You hide in the flowers, Jinyiwei will be there soon, and Zheng Yao, the commander of Jinyiwei, is trustworthy."

 

    As soon as the words fell, the assassins in the house had already chased out, and the assassins in front also split the two palace servants and came with their knives!

 

    Seeing that he was about to be attacked from the front and back, Chang Shun did not know where to hit and rushed out diagonally. He threw himself at the assassin behind him.

 

    The assassin in front had already killed him, and the moment the snow-white cold blade slashed straight at the little emperor, Lu Qing suddenly turned to one side and blocked the knife.

 

    The sharp pain that exploded in an instant made him tremble, his eyes suddenly turned black, and his hands lost their strength..

 

    His consciousness was somewhat chaotic, forgetting that he was thinking of finding opportunities to promote trust during the day, and also forgetting that the one in his arms was an emperor, and all he could do was protect his students.

 

Is his live his  second life in vain?

 

    This thought flashed through Lu Qingze's mind quickly, and there seemed to be some noise in his ears, someone was coming.

 

    He was hugged by a pair of small hands, and those hands were neither light nor heavy, and his voice was sluggish but hurried: "Why?"

 

    Guessing what he wanted to ask, Lu Qing's pale lips curved, and his hoarse voice was soft and slow: "Because...you are my student."

 

    Even if it wasn't for Ning Juan today, he wouldn't leave his students to escape.

 

    Ning Juan was stunned in place, seeing Lu Qing closing his eyes in pain, his head suddenly buzzed: "Teacher...Teacher!"

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