Raising wolves

Lu Qing taught Ning Juan about school for a few days in the palace.

Originally, I was supposed to stay at most for a few days, but I stayed for another day due to Ning Huan's efforts.

Near dusk, Ning Ruan reluctantly sent him out of the Qianqing Palace, trying to keep him: "Teacher, do you want to go back to the palace tomorrow?"

Lu Qing was helpless: "It's not that I'm not coming back. It's your birthday again in a few days. I'll come back to accompany you then."

This child, why every time they are separated, it is like parting from life and death.

Ning Juan was a little relieved, and watched him sit on the imperial chariot without blinking, standing there for a long time, until Changshun held the umbrella over his head and reminded him, "Your Majesty, it's going to rain" before turning around. back to the house.

It didn't take long for the sky to fall heavily, and the wind and thunder were mixed. After a thunderstorm, the pea-sized rain curtain fell, and it crashed out of the window, swaying a cool breeze.

Ning Juan sat in the south study room and opened the sealed letters brought by Jin Yiwei.

Changshun went to brew a pot of hot tea and came back, saw the five-colored rope that Ning Juan had been wearing on his hand, remembered Lu Qingze's words, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, this is the first rain after the Dragon Boat Festival, the five-colored rope should be released. Come down and wash away with the rain, will the servant help you to take it out?"

The voice fell, and the young emperor's face sank, he looked up at him, his dark eyes were cold.

Changshun was a clever man and acted neatly. He had followed Ning Juan for several years, and he had never been seen like this before.

His cold sweat broke down immediately, and he vaguely sensed the crux of the problem, and quickly took out the life-saving charm: "Yes, it was Mrs. Lu who told the servants to remind you."

The cool and light eyes shrouded him, and when he heard this, he slowly moved away.

Chang Shun still didn't dare to spit it out.

After a moment of silence, he heard the low voice of the young emperor: "Bring a brocade box."

When the brocade box was brought, Ning Juan carefully untied the five-colored rope on his wrist and cherished it.

Changshun exhaled: "Your Majesty, is it in the old place?"

Ning Juan's eyes returned to the secret letter on the table, and he said "um" without raising his head.

There is no progress in sneaking into the Weifu, and Weiqiao's situation is also unknown.

However, the light rain continued for a few days before the news of the Wei Mansion was found.

Chen Xiaodao grumbled and complained: "The weather this year is too weird, it's always raining."

Lu Qing frowned and looked at Xiaoxiao Xiaoyu who was resting outside.

For some reason, he was always a little restless.

It seemed that the worries in his heart were fulfilled. In the late afternoon, someone suddenly came to the palace and asked Lu Qing to enter the palace to discuss matters.

Lu Qing would go to the palace to give lectures every few days. If Ning Juan missed him, he would sneak out by himself, or let Changshun come to invite him, and rarely send someone to invite him to the palace to discuss matters.

When this happens, there is only one way - the cabinet is arguing again.

Lu Qing did not have a real job, but he was a real imperial teacher and the youngest champion in the history of Daqi. When the cabinet was arguing a few times before, he was also asked to watch and comment.

Lu Qing didn't delay much, changed into court clothes, and got on the carriage.

Arriving at Wenyuan Pavilion, Lu Qing found out that in addition to a few university scholars, the Minister of Industry, Minister of Household and others were also there. It seems that there have been several rounds of quarrel. Discrimination, Ning Juan was looking at this book.

Quietly all around.

Lu Qing walked in in such a strange atmosphere and bowed: "Wei Chen, see Your Majesty."

Seeing Lu Qingze, Ning Juan put away the slight impatience in his eyes and smiled a little: "Master, get up, come and sit next to me."

Lu Qing wore a mask and calmly faced everyone's gaze. He sat on Ning Juan's right hand and looked at Ning Juan.

Ning Juan said at the right time: "How many, have you made a decision?"

As soon as the voice fell, the hall, which had been silent just now, suddenly became noisy again.

The first person to speak was the violent father-in-law of Fan Xingyan, Feng Gelao: "What time is it, there is a flood in the south, and there is an urgent need for relief funds and construction of water conservancy projects.

The old Xu Ge, who had urged the marriage to be tired before, was neither yin nor yang: "I don't know whether the Jiangyou flood incident is true or not, and the governor of Jiangyou and the envoy have not yet handed over the documents. What is Feng Ge Lao anxious about? Is it because he is thinking of letting Fan Are you going to take credit for disaster relief?"

The minister of the Ministry of Industry bowed and said: "I think Xu Ge is right, the construction of water conservancy in the south is very expensive every year, and now it is not a time when floods are frequent, but the imperial mausoleum has not been repaired for more than ten years, and this heavy rain is coming. , the broken wall of the imperial mausoleum is a warning from the ancestors!"

Another great scholar also opened his mouth and cupped his hands: "The luck of the ancestors is all in the imperial tomb. Your Majesty, it is more important to repair the imperial tomb than the undetermined flood."

After listening to it for a while, Lu Qing also understood.

The news of the flood came from the south, but I don't know if it was true or not. It just so happened that the imperial mausoleum was also baptized by the rain and fell to the wall.

Lu Qing quietly glanced at Wei Herong.

Wei Herong was there, listening to the noise of the following people, keenly caught his gaze and smiled at him, but there was no smile in his eyes: "I wonder what Mr. Lu has in mind?"

Lu Qing frowned: "The area along the Ganjiang River is indeed prone to flooding."

He remembered that in the original text, Daqi did suffer from frequent floods.

The farmland was flooded, the plague spread, the people were displaced, and they could not eat enough.

At that time, Ning Juan in the original novel was not in power yet, but he was the one who took the blame. When he was in power, he used strong means to build water conservancy, but it was too late. The suffering people were recruited to repair the river, and they turned back halfway. .

When Emperor Chong'an was in power, he frantically built many Taoist temples. The treasury was already empty, and the left and right sides were crooked. The Minister of the Household didn't look very good, and snorted coldly: "The annual report of floods in the south, I ask the court to allocate disaster relief funds to repair water conservancy. It’s only been a few days of light rain now, if there is a real flood, then you have to check carefully, where did the real gold and silver go in previous years!”

And then another round of head-scraping.

Lu Qing rubbed his temples when he heard it: "Is there any news from Jiangyou?"

"Of course there is," Wei Herong said calmly, "The governor Jiangyou only sent a report yesterday, saying that everything is safe in the territory, and the floods are mostly rumors, and it's not surprising."

Lu Qing paused slightly, realizing the current situation.

Unless Jiang You's situation is clear, Wei Herong is the only one who can make the final decision.

But if Wei Herong knew that someone in Ning Juan could go to Jiangyou to investigate the truth, Wei Herong would not be so friendly to them.

Most of the ministers who are discussing today are from the Wei Dang. Only the voices of the elders of Feng Ge are not louder than that many people. !"

Ning Juan was held on, his face turned cold for three points, and finally he spit out: "The emperor's mausoleum is naturally important, so it can't be sloppy. Yang Shangshu."

The Minister of Industry responded inexplicably.

Ning Ruan and Lu Qing looked at each other, and when they got Lu Qing, they nodded indiscernibly, and said, "Since it's repairing the imperial mausoleum, ask your subordinates to draw up the blueprints, and let Mrs. Lu decide."

Yang Shangshu was dumbfounded and looked at Wei Herong subconsciously.

Wei Herong looked at Ning Juan kindly, and Ning Juan's eyes showed a bit of vigilance at the right time. After a while, Wei Herong bowed his hand: "What Your Majesty said is very true."

The others complied.

After arguing all afternoon, I could finally take a break.

Everyone dispersed, and Lu Qingze and Ning Juan returned to the Qianqing Palace.

It was not easy to talk on the road. When he arrived at his own site, Lu Qing said: "Has the news been handed out?"

Ning Juan endured all afternoon and was full of anger, but facing Lu Qingze, his tone was still soft: "I have asked Zheng Yao to send someone to deliver the news, and the Jinyiwei team who happened to be going south can check the news by the way."

It's just that the journey from Yanjing to Jiangyou is a long way.

It has been rainy and rainy recently, making it difficult to travel, and I am afraid the news will arrive a few days later.

Seeing that his eyebrows were still frowning, Lu Qing couldn't help but stretch out his hand to flatten him.

Ning Juan liked Lu Qingze's always calm appearance, and obediently rubbed it in his palm.

Like a fluffy puppy.

A smile appeared in Lu Qingze's eyes: "Don't worry, until the situation is confirmed, I will hold back the people from the Ministry of Industry."

The next day, Lu Qing met the person in charge of the restoration of the imperial mausoleum.

is an old acquaintance.

I don't know if the Minister of Works did it on purpose, but Lu Qing almost laughed when he saw Cheng Wenang.

Cheng Wenang's face was quite stinky, and he really didn't understand how the Ministry of Engineering had to be left to Lu Qingze to decide.

He worked so hard for so long, didn't he just want to surpass Lu Qingze and let Lu Qingze look up to him!

But he could not disobey the command from above.

Cheng Wenang had a stinky face, and handed Lu Qingze the restoration map of the former imperial mausoleum: "Lord Lu, look at it, if you have any opinions, feel free to tell me."

Lu Qing smiled slightly, and Shi Shiran sat down. He didn't rush to look at the drawings, but poured a cup of tea unhurriedly: "Master Cheng, please take a seat."

After he finished speaking, he took a sip of tea, nodded and praised: "Nanyue Yunwu is really fragrant, please use it, Mr. Cheng."

He was polite, but Cheng Wenang couldn't say anything, so he sat down and stared at Lu Qingze.

In fact, there is no need for any blueprints to repair the imperial mausoleum. Naturally, the Ministry of Engineering chose to directly turn over the previous blueprints and show them to Lu Qingze. Forgive him, he can't say anything.

After calmly sipping a cup of tea, Lu Qing turned over the drawing, with his jade-like cold white fingers twisting the drawing and looking at it carefully.

Then his face sank, and he slapped the drawing: "Repairing the imperial mausoleum is very important, is the Ministry of Works so perfunctory!"

Cheng Wenang almost spit out a sip of tea: "???"

Lu Qingze's voice was as clear as a splash of pearls, and he never spoke slowly or slowly, but now he speaks sternly and his voice becomes colder, even if he can't see his face while wearing a mask, he feels extremely oppressive: "This time, your Majesty is extremely concerned about the renovation of the imperial mausoleum. Pay attention, the imperial mausoleum is the place of royal dignity, and the Ministry of Engineering would dare to hand over this kind of drawings? Yang Shangshu and Lord Cheng, are they so disrespectful to their ancestors!"

It's just a repair, where is it so serious that it even shows disrespect to the ancestors and ancestors?

Cheng Wenang was stunned. With the big hat down, he couldn't argue with a word. His face was blue and purple. In the end, his black face should be: "...I see."

Two days later, it was raining lightly in Yanjing, and Cheng Wenang visited Lu Mansion again with a new blueprint.

Lu Qing opened the drawing and rubbed his chin: "I can see some sincerity, but I feel that it is still a bit strange."

Cheng Wen'ang: "...what's so strange?"

Lu Qing pointed and pointed: "Here and there, I can't say what's strange, but it's very strange, you can change it."

Cheng Wenang held his breath: "Got it."

Two days later, Cheng Wenang visited again with new drawings.

Lu Qing frowned and sighed: "Oh, are you just so careless?"

Cheng Wenang frowned haggardly: "...I'll change it."

Two more days later, Cheng Wenang visited directly with three new editions of drawings.

Lu Qing admired it earnestly for a while, then raised his head with a smile: "Otherwise, let's go back to the first version?"

…

Cheng Wenang finally broke out: "Lu Qingze, are you playing tricks on me on purpose!!"

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