MTL - Raising Wolves-v2 Chapter 42

Chang Shun shrank his neck sadly, not daring to take up the topic: "Your Majesty, that secret letter...do you want to read it?"

Ning Juan carefully pulled the curtains of the bed and got away from the canopy bed before lowering his voice: "Well."

Seeing Ning Juan being so careful, Chang Shun also held his breath, stepped forward, and respectfully delivered the letter to Ning Juan.

Ning Juan opened the envelope and glanced at it.

It's a letter from Beijing.

In the letter, Admiral told all the big and small things that happened in the capital recently. In addition, there was another piece of news.

Early tomorrow morning, the imperial disaster relief team led by Fan Xingyan will arrive.

In this way, before the reconstruction and restoration of Jiangyou, the victims will no longer have no rice to eat. After the river embankment is built and the epidemic is resolved, the basic stability can be restored.

Ning Wan twisted the letterhead, lowered her eyes and meditated.

In a few days, it will be his mother's death anniversary, and he wants to return to Jiangsu and Zhejiang before that.

Before that, the matter must be handed over to Fan Xingyan.

Jiang You's Shen Xie Suji cannot be removed overnight. After he leaves, the officials of various governments and rich businessmen who seem to be honest now will not be so good at talking.

But that's all Fan Xingyan's business.

If he can't handle even this matter, it will prove to be useless.

But before you leave, you still have to deal with it...

Just as he was thinking about it, the draped bed curtain was suddenly pulled aside by a slender, white hand.

Lu Qing showed half of his face and looked sleepily: "Why did you get up again?"

Hiss, it's over.

It really woke people up!

Chang Shun didn't know whether it was a serious awakening of Lu Qingze, or a serious interruption of His Majesty's good deeds.

Ning Juan gouged out the back of Changshun's head, turned his head and raised his eyebrows with a smile on his lips: "Is the teacher woken up? Just received the news that Fan Xingyan will be able to arrive at Jiangyou tomorrow."

Lu Qing squinted and yawned a little: "It's finally here? The situation on Jiangyou's side has been cleaned up so much that the rice chicken can be managed. After the handover, go back to Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

Ning Juan listened to his narrow words, and the corners of his mouth curved.

Lu Qing slowly pulled up his collar and sat up, thinking about it in his heart.

Ning Juan's mother's death anniversary is coming soon, and he will accompany Ning Juan to worship at that time.

The little guy should stay in the local area for a few days. At that time, he will find an excuse and slip back to Lin'an Mansion alone to meet the protagonist Duan Lingguang. If there is nothing serious, he can return to the capital.

During the days they left, the Guardian Party should have been making a lot of noise in the capital, and it was time to go back.

When he came back to his senses, Lu Qing rubbed his eyes again, found Changshun in the wall, and said in surprise: "Why are you Changshun? Changshun, don't face the wall, turn around."

Hearing Lu Qingze's voice, Changshun turned around silently with a guilty conscience.

Ning Juan glanced at Changshun, with a three-point warning in his smiling eyes.

Changshun shook his hand dryly: "No, nothing, the slave is here to deliver the secret letter. By the way, I will report back to Your Majesty. Commander Zheng has sent someone to the patient's center to find out, and Chen Xiaodao has also returned."

Lu Qing raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

But Chen Xiaodao is more important than exploring what happened when he fell asleep.

"What about the Knife Man?"

Changshun guessed that Lu Qing would want to see Chen Xiaodao, so he bent over and said, "Chen Xiaodao is waiting outside the yard."

Lu Qing looked out: "Bring him in quickly."

Although Chen Xiaodao had been in contact with Lin Xi, but being detained for so long, it was obviously the selfishness of this **** Ning Juan.

Ning Juan guessed what Lu Qingze was thinking, and pursed his lips unhappily.

A few days ago, he was so anxious and tormented that he had no intention to teach Chen Xiaodao a lesson, but he just forgot people.

Chen Xiaodao quickly entered the house and first bowed to Ning Juan.

Turning his head again, he saw that Lu Qing was sitting there intact and sober as usual, his eyes were wet, and his voice choked when he rushed over: "Master!"

He has been by Lu Qingze's side all the time, and has seen him fall ill and unconscious countless times, but it was the first time that it was as serious as this time, and he was so panicked.

Fortunately, Lu Qing was fine.

Lu Qing touched Chen Xiaodao's head: "I'm fine, have I been wronged in the resettlement center?"

Chen Xiaodao looked a little better when he saw his face, and shook his head sillyly: "No, everyone takes good care of me."

Although Ning Juan was stuck in his throat, he wouldn't deliberately toss Chen Xiaodao. He was someone by Lu Qingze's side. Naturally, no one would treat him badly.

I'm just very concerned about Lu Qingze.

Lu Qing noticed that Ning Wanyou's eyes swept across his hands, and seemed very dissatisfied with him comforting Chen Xiaodao so much.

He glanced sideways, his eyes stern.

Ning Juan looked at him and withdrew his gaze aggrieved.

Still aggrieved?

Lu Qing decided not to touch this little bastard's head for three days.

Chen Xiaodao was very excited, but he didn't notice Ning Juan's silent dissatisfaction, and he kept chatting around Lu Qingze: "The victims in the resettlement are very grateful to His Majesty and the Young Master, and they said that when the flood subsides, they will give it to His Majesty and His Excellency. The child offering the longevity card."

Lu Qing listened to him with a smile, and sometimes echoed.

Ning Juan was like a puppy who was stared at his bones.

Changshun sweated hard for Chen Xiaodao, trying to save the situation: "Xiaodao came in a hurry, haven't we eaten yet? It just happened that our family didn't eat, do we want to go together? Master Lu just woke up and needs more rest. ."

Chen Xiaodao did come in a hurry. Hearing Changshun mention it, he felt hungry: "Yes."

Lu Qing glanced at Changshun with a half-smile but didn't want to let Chen Xiaodao be hated, so he nodded and said, "Let's go and eat."

Chen Xiaodao was not as sticky as Ning Juan, he laughed and followed Changshun happily.

Ning Wan's face turned a little better.

Lu Qing really had a headache: "I just said a few words to Xiaodao, what about it?"

Ning Juan frowned: "I didn't say anything, I didn't do anything, what did the teacher say I did."

He is so good!

Lu Qing thought to himself, you didn't say anything or do anything, but you're staring at my back and smoking!

He picked up a cup of tea and took two sips, not to pierce Ning Juan's careful thoughts: "I almost forgot to ask, how are Lin Xi and Miss Yu?"

"After taking Xu Shu's prescription, the fever has subsided today, and we need to observe it for two more days." Ning Juan walked down the **** and changed the subject as usual, "The two of them were the first to take the medicine, if they can recover, Xu Shu's prescription can also be extended to other patients."

Lu Qing heaved a sigh of relief, even if Lin Xi was not the little prince, he hoped that he would recover soon.

A little later, the person Zheng Yao sent to the patient center finally returned to the official office.

Zheng Yao immediately led people to see Ning Juan.

A few days ago, the sky above Ji'an Mansion seemed to be covered with a thick layer of dark clouds. People who came and went passed by the small courtyard, and they even took their steps lightly, and did not dare to disturb a bit of dust, for fear of attracting the attention of the emperor.

Although it was Lu Qingze who was ill, everyone was not well.

When I heard that Lu Qingze woke up, Zheng Yao's heart was full of: oh, the savior is back in the world!

However, His Majesty did not summon him, and he did not dare to take the initiative to ask for it.

Commander Zheng didn't have the opportunity to watch in the front row like Chang Shun, but after this incident, he also keenly noticed the three-point weirdness.

As for the deeper, he didn't think about it.

- After all, Lu Qing is His Majesty's teacher.

Once outside the yard, Zheng Yao stretched his neck and glanced in, and at a glance he saw the two people under the corridor: "Your Majesty, please see Zheng Yao!"

Commander Zheng is like a black bear, his voice is quite penetrating and full of energy.

Lu Qing turned his head and smiled: "Commander Zheng is here, please come in."

Zheng Yao led the person into the door, and secretly glanced at Lu Qingze from the corner of his eye.

After being ill like this, the already thin person lost a bit of weight and sat leaning against the railing, like a weak willow supporting the wind, with a pale sense of fragility covering his body.

Tsk, I don't blame His Majesty for what it looks like.

Zheng Yao just glanced at it, coughed lightly, and pushed out the people behind him: "Tell out what you have seen and heard in the patient center, and there must be no false words."

Lu Qing rolled up his sleeves and looked at the person behind Zheng Yao, and unexpectedly found that it was a familiar face.

When he went back to the den of thieves to rescue Ning Juan last time, the very versatile Jin Yiwei Xiaojin who could speak small languages ​​and unlock locks.

Xiao Jin knelt down on one knee and saluted, lowered his head, and spoke clearly: "Your Majesty, although a lot of patient centers have been built outside the city, due to the large number of patients, and the number of infected people is increasing every day, one patient In the institute, there are at least a dozen patients, and the patients are lying on the narrow and hard bed, and the only thing around them is groaning in pain."

Ning Wan's eyes sank.

This was not the case when he visited the patient's clinic before.

The group below who ate the guts of bears and leopards really dared to play such tricks under him!

Don't you think that after he came to Jiangyou, he would be merciful and soft-hearted?

With an unpredictable expression on Ning Juan's face, he said lightly, "Continue."

Thinking of what he saw in the patient, Xiao Jin sighed silently: "The heat is hot, things rot quickly, and so do people. Some patients' lower limbs have begun to fester without knowing it, attracting flies and mosquitoes, and then After the onset of the disease, many patients will vomit and have diarrhea, and there will be a lot of dirt on the patient's place, and they will smell a strong stench through the cloth."

Zheng Yao was already nauseated when he heard it, and stared at him: "Is no one cleaning up?"

Xiao Jin hesitated for a moment and looked at Ning Juan, not knowing whether to say it or not.

Lu Qing pinched his throbbing temple: "Just say what you want to say."

Xiao Jin still dared not speak.

Ning Wan crossed his arms and looked down at him, his eyes like frozen ice: "Say, I won't blame you."

"My subordinates heard the gossip of the officials in charge of the patient center, the original words were..." Xiao Jin swallowed, "'This little emperor was pinned by Wei Shoufu in the capital, so he came to Jiangyou to show his prestige, doing dirty work. Leave it to us to do it, and earn a good reputation by living happily,' and another said, 'This group of sick pariahs should die sooner rather than later, to save this official from worrying all day long'."

The surrounding atmosphere was dead silent for a moment.

Ning Juan pursed the corners of his lips coldly.

Zheng Yao's eyelids twitched wildly, staring at Xiao Jin who was desperate.

Let you say it as it is, do you really say it as it is? !

There are always people jumping to court death. Lu Qing's brain hurts. He glanced at Ning Juan, who was expressionless. He felt that he should be going crazy.

Ning Juan could still smile at him: "Teacher just woke up not long ago. It hurts to hear these things. I will go to the study to discuss with Master Zheng in detail. You should go back and rest first."

The tone is soft, but unmistakable.

Lu Qing was stunned for a moment.

Why do you have to send him away to talk about it?

However, he generally would not object to Ning Juan's decision, nor would he use his teacher's identity to forcefully ask Ning Juan to do something, but he was lost for a moment, so he nodded, and he had no choice but to intervene: "Okay."

Seeing Lu Qing turned around and went back to the room, Ning Juan's face sank completely, he straightened his sleeves, went down the steps, strode out, and went all the way to the study, before calling out, "Zheng Yao."

Zheng Yao and Xiao Jin had been following behind, and when they heard the call, they lowered their heads and replied, "Your Majesty, please instruct."

Ning Juan picked up the two rosters from the table, casually opened them, and his thin lips parted, as if he was talking to himself: "I seem to have made them mistakenly think that I am very kind."

The tone was not cold, but the end sound was filled with an indescribable cold, and it went straight into the scalp, and Zheng Yao's eyelids jumped again.

Ning Juan glanced at the roster in his hand and threw it over: "Do what you should do."

A quarter of an hour later, Jinyiwei, who had rested in the official office for a few days, all dispatched, riding fast horses and flying out of the city, the thunderous sound of horse hooves trotting across the river.

In less than an hour, more than a dozen cruel officials who had fueled the fire in this natural and man-made disaster were brought out of the prison and shackled.

Zheng Yao rode a horse and dragged the dozen or so people all the way to Hongdu Mansion.

Although the people of Hongdu Prefecture were not affected by the disaster, the local officials in the Jiangyou group had a very difficult life. When they found out that the officials who were dragged by them were actually those officials who exploited them from the top, the people boiled over. The whole city was dispatched, and the onlookers scolded.

After a horse race around the city, these people were also half-dead, almost out of breath.

Zheng Yao pulled the person to the gate of the city with a grim expression: "You are embezzling and accepting bribes, dereliction of duty, in a fish and meat town, the crime cannot be punished - according to His Majesty's imperial order, beheaded in court!"

More than a dozen people's heads fell to the ground, and they were hung on the city gate in a row, with their heads for a hundred days.

The people of Jiangyou had been oppressed enough on weekdays, but now they were not afraid, but applauded and scrambled to watch.

The news quickly spread everywhere.

A few days ago, because Lu Qingze was seriously ill and Ning Wan was too tired, he released some of the detained officials to coordinate with Jiang You's affairs, so as not to be burdened with redundant tasks.

Those who were dragged to Hongdu Mansion to be beheaded in court were all those who were not released at that time.

The rest of the people who were released and escaped the catastrophe learned the news. During the dog days, a coolness also ran from the soles of their feet to the back of their heads. They were sweating profusely. The head has to be hung up.

Those who are not released are naturally extremely sinful.

When they were released, they should have been... all right?

Everyone thought like a catastrophe.

But soon, Zheng Yao swaggered and led Jin Yiwei to arrest him.

Various government offices were emptied again, including the sick center outside Ji'an.

Everyone was trembling, thinking that they were going to be taken to the gate of the city and headed to Huangquan Road. Unexpectedly, they were not taken to the Hongdu Mansion to be beheaded, but were taken back to the Ji'an Mansion. on the holy.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and at the same time, there was a little hope in their hearts.

Could it be that His Majesty called them to question them, and there is still a chance?

Ning Juan leaned on the chair, and in front of him was the roster of the officials kneeling in the yard, which listed their names, official positions, life activities, etc. In addition to Jin Yiwei's investigation, the rest came from several major merchants that he had seen before. and torture in prison.

He took up the red pen, and without any unnecessary nonsense, he crossed out the first name lightly: "Cheng Yuexiu."

There was a sound of a long knife breaking flesh outside.

Screams and exclamations followed immediately, and the sound of kowtowing and begging for mercy also sounded, and it was a mess.

Ning Lianmei didn't raise his eyebrows, and continued to cross out the next name: "Zhu Wei."

"Yao Mao."

"Bu Bin."

"Gui Yuping."

…

Zhu stroked off the names, and read out the names one by one. The roster in front of him was like a book of life and death, and the voice of the young emperor became a reminder.

The inside of the house was so silent that a needle was falling, and the screams and screams outside gradually disappeared, falling into a long dead silence.

Changshun held his breath and waited by the side. After waiting for a long time, he saw Ning Juan casually flipping through the roster and didn't speak again. He tentatively said, "Your Majesty, but it's over?"

Ning Juan said "um" and put down the red pen.

The teacher had told him that when the water was clear, there would be no fish. If they were all killed, Jiang You would probably be paralyzed.

Just trim the rotten branches.

This time, the blood of dozens of officials was splashed down, enough to dye the blood-colored shadow on the heads of the local officials in Jiangyou.

Not only the local officials of Jiangyou.

As the news spread, officials from all over the country would have changed their minds on the rumored cowardly and incompetent Young Emperor, and would not dare to despise him any more.

The remaining ones are dealt with again, punished and downgraded, depending on merits and demerits.

There was no more sound coming from the house, Zheng Yao guessed that it was over, and flicked the blood dripping from the knife, with a fierce smile on his face: "Your Majesty's words are finished, why don't you all bow and thank you?"

The floor was covered with warm blood, gurgling like a stream, dyed the knees of those who survived, mixed with their dripping sweat.

The rest of the officials trembled uncontrollably, as if it was not the midsummer, but the cold days.

The nose is filled with a thick **** smell, and the eyes are slightly tilted, and you can see the faces of the courtyards lying on the ground, familiar or unfamiliar faces.

Everyone swallowed their saliva involuntarily, and kowtowed down tremblingly: "Weichen...thank you."

When they raised their heads again, everyone had blood on their faces.

Zheng Yao stared at the group of dog officials who usually harm the common people, and dragged his voice: "Everyone, you can leave. Your Majesty is merciful and allows you to go back and rest for half a day."

The sound of "kindness" fell into his ears, with an indescribable sarcasm.

There was a large group of people when they came, and it was less than halfway through when they returned. They wanted to leave here immediately, but their legs were so weak that they could barely get up. They finally helped each other up, thanked them again, and limped back.

Zheng Yao snorted disdainfully, stepped over the corpse under his feet, and walked into the study: "Your Majesty, everything is done."

Ning Juan sketched out a few substitute officials and closed the list with little interest.

Zheng Yao had a blast, his blood was still boiling, and he asked excitedly, "Your Majesty, what do you do next?"

Ning Juan glanced outside, after tossing around for an afternoon, the sunset was melting gold, and the twilight was all around.

He took the silk handkerchief handed by Changshun, lowered his head and wiped his hands: "It's getting dark."

Zheng Yao didn't react for a while: "Huh?"

"It's time for the teacher to drink the medicine." Ning Juan said, "Notify the substitute officials, clean up the outside, and don't let the teacher know about this."

Zheng Yao suddenly looked solemn: "Wei Chen knows, and will not let Lord Lu know about this."

Lord Lu was sick and weak. If he knew of today's **** massacre, and he fell ill again, he would be the unlucky one.

Ning Juan hummed, and walked out of the study door with confidence, without even looking at the **** squiggles on the ground.

Chang Shun didn't dare to look any further, followed behind Ning Wan, and left the study area in a flash, only then did the pounding heart in his chest calm down.

When approaching Lu Qingze's resting yard, Ning Juan's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he remembered something: "Is there any blood on my body?"

Do you still care about this?

Changshun took courage, stepped forward to sniff, and shook his head: "Go back to Your Majesty, no."

Ning Juan lowered his eyes, and after thinking for a while, he still did not enter the yard. He found an empty room and asked someone to bring new clothes to put on to ensure that there was no trace of blood, and then he stepped into the yard.

Dinner and medicine had already been delivered, but Lu Qing was treated as a snowman by Ning Juan. He was forbidden to walk around, blow his hair, and handle official business. He was not allowed to even read a book. Just barely survived.

When I heard footsteps coming from the yard, I knew it was Ning Juan back.

Lu Qing counted three seconds in his heart, and the tall and straight figure of the young man appeared at the door, showing him a bright smile: "Teacher, are you waiting for me?"

Lu Qing yawned a little and said teasingly, "The kitchen brought a double dinner. It's His Majesty's will, how dare you wait."

Changshun was very discerning. Seeing that Chen Xiaodao hadn't reacted yet, he went up and pulled him out: "Xiaodao, Your Majesty doesn't like people serving meals, so let's go down to eat."

Chen Xiaodao felt that he was in a hurry, confused: "Oh, well, are you hungry?"

Chang Shun thought about what happened in the study room for a while, and couldn't eat, and said tearfully, "Yes, our family starved to death."

The idle people waited to leave, Ning Juan was quite satisfied, cleaned his hands, and sat down to serve Lu Qingze dishes: "I only ate half a bowl of porridge in the morning, and I heard that I didn't eat much at noon. Teacher eat more, it's good soon."

Lu Qing had been sick for so many days, and the medicine was poured in bowls of bowls, which made his mouth tasteless. The dishes brought by the kitchen were bland. At first glance, it was all medicinal food, and a bird faded out, which made him already Loss of appetite is getting weaker.

However, under Ning Juan's worried and enthusiastic eyes, he still tried hard, picked up the dish and stuffed it into his mouth.

Ning Wan's eyes fell on his lips again, recalling the soft taste of this lip, half-squinting and unconsciously licking the corner of his lower lip.

The little emperor's gaze was very strong, but Lu Qing noticed it when he looked at him. After holding it for a while, seeing that the little **** still didn't restrain himself, he couldn't help but turn his head to look over.

Just when he saw Ning Wan lick the corner of his lips, his heart trembled inexplicably, as if his lips were also hot.

It feels weird.

Lu Qing shook his head, waved the weird feeling away, and made fun of it deliberately and easily: "Eat it by yourself if you are hungry, the teacher won't feed you."

As soon as these words came out, Ning Juan suddenly laughed again.

It's the kind of low-pitched laugh that resonates from the chest.

"Well, thank you teacher." Ning Juan looked at him with a smile on his face, deliberately gritted the word "eat", "I will eat it myself."

The author has something to say:

Lu Qingze: He is good at digging holes for himself.

Ning Juan: The teacher agreed to my proposal (surely).