Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

After Lu Ci returned home, he absent-mindedly ate his dinner and heard the news of Wang Dan's death.

Although I already had a premonition in my heart, when I really knew about it, I still couldn't restrain a burst of sadness.

The old man who selflessly gave him a lot of shelter and cared about Da Song wholeheartedly passed away forever after all.

Sitting in the small courtyard with bright moonlight and clear wind, Lu Ci felt thousands of waves in his heart.

He closed his eyes for a long time, sighed silently, and poured all the wine in the cup into the soil in a dispirited way.

I would like to respect the loyal soul with this cup.

No matter whether his reassurance works or not, if there is a soul in the underground, then the fair praise that the history books will give Wang Dan in the future will surely give this self-critical and self-blaming figure some comfort.

Although Wang Dan's death made his relatives and friends, even the emperor Zhao Heng, feel great grief, and had nothing to do for a long time, it didn't mean that the Song Dynasty court would stop because of this.

Instead, the longer Zaifu's seat was vacant, the dark tide became more and more turbulent, and the storm was approaching.

This has nothing to do with the soft-spoken Lu Ci for the time being.

After resting for a few days, he went to the Ministry of Officials to sign the official documents related to his appointment without haste.

After five days, the renovation of the palace where the East Palace lived was properly arranged, and he officially took office.

It's just that Lu Ci didn't expect that he received a poem just after he came back from the Ministry of Officials.

"...The delicate fragrance of red stalks, the sparse shadows of green sycamore trees. The cranes stand on the moss path, and the dogs sleep on the orchids." When he read the last sentence, Lu Ci's face had unconsciously smiled: "Look If you visit me frequently, you don't have to wait for the book call."

Obviously, seeing that Lu Ciming had been back to Bianjing for a while, but he kept procrastinating and not coming to the door...

Yan Shu, who thought the old god was waiting for someone to come, couldn't sit still anymore.

Lu Ci's house was not too close to Yan Shu's place.

Even though there was still some time before dinner, Lu Ci decided to leave immediately after receiving this poem, which contained dissatisfaction and urging towards him between the lines.

He put on his cloak, tied the souvenirs he had prepared earlier on the horse's back, rode on the horse, took four healthy servants, and drove slowly to his friend's residence.

When the autumn is high and the sun is hot, it is not uncommon to see businessmen like Lu Ci who cover themselves more tightly on the street.

So without any twists and turns, he arrived at Yan Shu's house in a short time.

The doorkeeper just happened to have a few new ones and didn't recognize him.

When he watched Lu Ci take off his cloak and reveal his extremely noble and handsome face, he couldn't help shaking his head, and asked cautiously, "Are you—"

Lu Ci smiled and took out the letter he had just received from his sleeve, and handed it over: "Please let me know that Lu Ci has arrived."

It really is Lu Langjun who has been talked about by the master for several days!

The servant didn't even read the letter, so he believed Lu Ci's words, returned the letter respectfully, trotted inside, and informed Lord Yan Lang that he had gone.

Lu Ci was not in a hurry, and asked several other servants to take away the souvenirs he brought, and then followed them into the main hall comfortably, and waited quietly.

It didn't take long before he heard the sound of hurried footsteps approaching rapidly, but when he was very close, he stopped suddenly, and when he moved away, he was much slower.

Lu Ci stood up straight, raised his head following the sound, and looked around the corner of the courtyard.

With the flash of the robe, the person who appeared was indeed Yan Shu.

Yan Shu saw that compared with a year ago, his figure was slimmer and taller, and his appearance was still handsome, but he had more mature old friends. He was happy in his heart, raised his eyebrows, and said lazily: "Lu Lang is here." ?”

Lu Ci smiled and said, "Brother Yan is inviting you with poetry, how dare you not come."

Yan Shu twitched his lips: "Lu Lang has been in Beijing for fifteen days, and he remembered that there is still an old friend like me looking forward to it. It is a great honor."

Lu Ci pretended not to hear the accusatory accents in his sentence, and said with a slight smile: "In the future, there will be more opportunities to enjoy flowers and drink, travel with bridles, and talk to Ta Ye, Brother Yan Don't be in a hurry."

Since he wanted to keep a distance between Kou Zhun and Kou Zhun, he had to make the other party neither disgusted nor jealous of him, nor could he completely trust him.

The easiest way to maintain this wonderful balance is to gradually reveal his friendship with Yan Shu to others.

Yan Shu was noncommittal, sat down straight away, poured himself a cup of tea in retaliation, and then reluctantly poured a cup for Lu Ci, and said with a blank expression: "Now that there is no Wang Xiang to think about it for you, then in the past In the end, unless you do it intentionally, it will take a while, and it will be difficult to leave even if you want to."

Lu Ci smiled: "Brother Yan, I have the audacity to accept it as a compliment."

Although he was very dissatisfied with Lu Ci's behavior of not taking the initiative to come to the door, Yan Shu did put a lot of thought into arranging this small banquet with the meaning of cleaning up the dust, based on his preferences for his friends.

Needless to say, Lu Ci.

Most of his other friends have been scattered across the north and south. Although swan geese pass on letters every month, it is unknown when they will really see each other again.

The only person closest to him who could give him a feeling of old friends at first sight was Yan Shu.

A few days ago, because Wang Xiang died of illness, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed, and he also forgot about his visit to Yan Shu.

Yan Shu had been looking forward to him for so long in vain, and in the end he wrote a poem to invite him to visit. Lu Ci also felt very sorry. Facing his friend's deliberately exaggerated anger, he completely tolerated it.

They already had similar interests and similar tempers, even though they hadn't seen each other for a long time, it didn't affect the compatibility.

After chatting a few more words, the little resentment that remained in Yan Shu's heart disappeared.

Because tomorrow is not a rest and bath, it is not good to get drunk to avoid accidents, so when they feel a little drunk, the two stop in time and replace each other with tea.

It's just that tea is not as enjoyable as wine. After drinking a few cups, Lu Ci and Yan Shu both stopped drinking and lay comfortably on the two soft beds next to each other, chatting about their separation.

The two tacitly did not mention political affairs, and the topic only revolved around other things.

Yan Shu smiled and said, "I have a neighbor who is going to sell his house. I wonder if Lu Lang is interested?"

When Lu Ci heard this, he was really tempted, so he couldn't help asking a few more questions.

After all, when he bought the original house, he thought it was close to the pavilion where he worked, which made up for the high price, being too close to the noisy market, and not being quiet enough.

Now his place of work has been changed to the East Palace, and the direction is exactly the opposite.

In comparison, of course it's not as close as Yan Shu.

And according to Lu Ci's conjecture, as long as he doesn't make mistakes, the promotion of official ranks in the future will mostly revolve around the prince.

This means that, in terms of work locations, presumably there will not be a change too quickly.

Seeing Lu Ci's reaction like this, Yan Shu, who had just mentioned it casually, couldn't help being a little happy.

Why didn't he know what Lu Ci was thinking at the moment?

The corners of Yan Shu's mouth rose slightly, and he continued, "If you're interested, I'd like to come forward and ask you a question for you. Presumably, for the sake of his friendship with me over the years, the price won't hurt you much."

Lu Ci smiled: "Brother Yan, to tell you the truth, but I live close to you. For me, the temptation is not small."

After hearing this very pleasant sentence, Yan Shu raised his eyebrows, feeling very comfortable.

Lu Ci changed the topic: "However, I am quite familiar with the purchase of houses. I really don't need to bother you to come forward to lower the price. I can solve it by myself."

Yan Shu spread his hands helplessly, so he stopped insisting.

Lu Ci has always been vigorous and resolute in his affairs, and he became interested in that mansion, and he immediately started working on it after returning home the next day.

He found a suitable dentist, made an appointment with the head of the household, took a look inside the house, and when he was satisfied, he conducted an interview immediately.

Those who will have friendship with Yan Shu are obviously noble civil servants. Although they have decided to go to other places to serve as officials and have to sell their house, they did not expect the buyer to come so quickly.

He is very unfamiliar with this kind of negotiation, but Lu Ci is already familiar with it.

During the entire interview, the rhythm was led by Lu Ci. When the other party was still in a daze, he was asked to finalize the price and sign a new contract.

They were in triplicate, and after each of them kept them, Lu Ci specially left one day for the other party to move out the belongings, while he moved all the belongings in the next day.

In the past few days, Lu Ci showed the highest efficiency, and it took less than four days in total, just in time for the day before he officially went to the Eastern Palace to take up his post.

At night, when Lu Ci was writing a letter to inform his relatives and friends about the change of his address again, Yan Shu came to visit with a carefully prepared gift.

During the past few days when Lu Ci was busy, Yan Shu was also very busy, and it was hard for him to think about it now that he had some free time.

Although Lu Ci insisted that he should not come forward that day, Yan Shu could not listen to him, so he ordered his wife to carefully prepare a generous gift, and was going to come to ask the price.

The healthy servants were all busy tidying up the new house, and they hadn't arranged a gatekeeper yet. Lu Ci happened to be walking in the small courtyard, and when he heard someone knocking on the door, he simply didn't let the servants go, but went to open the door himself .

As soon as the door opened, seeing that it was Yan Shu, Lu Ci couldn't help but smiled unexpectedly: "Brother Yan?"

Yan Shu: "...?!"

Lu Ci greeted the blank-faced head guest with a smile, and explained by the way: "This time, it's no wonder I didn't notify you earlier, but just moved in this morning. Everyone is busy cleaning up, and the place is very messy. , it's really not the time to entertain you."

After being led into the living room and sitting down, Yan Shu, who was holding hot tea in his hand, finally came back to his senses.

He stared at the leisurely Lu Ci for a while with an expressionless expression on his face, shook his head dumbfounded, and sighed: "You are not so quick to strike."

Lu Ci smiled: "Although the original residence is not bad, there are too many people living nearby, and icemen often come to the door, and repeated rejections are ineffective. Now that I move here, I have to ask you to help block it."

Although the upsurge of Sanyuan Jidi has dissipated, Lu Ci's astonishing promotion speed over the past year has attracted the attention of more officials and eunuchs.

Considering that such a promising young talent now has no wife or concubine at home, it is not surprising that the Iceman will be sent to the door in an endless stream.

Lu Ci was fine when he was in Fenzhou, because he was the governor of a prefecture, and no matter how tempted the people in the city were, they would not dare to climb up easily, so it was rare for him to be quiet for a while.

Now moving back to Bianjing, the situation of being chased and intercepted by matchmakers has become more and more serious.

Lu Ci thought that Yan Shu would gloat and sneer a few words, but he didn't want the other party to nod happily, and agreed: "That's natural."

He couldn't help but looked at his friend curiously, and joked: "It's so refreshing, it's not like the uncle I know."

Yan Shu accidentally blurted out: "Since I intend to recruit you as my son-in-law, I can't let others succeed."

As we all know, Yan Shu only has one daughter, who is only two years old.

Lu Ci: "..."

Why don't you go to heaven?

The author has something to say: Notes:

1. Fine fragrance of red hanzhi, sparse shadow of green phoenix tree.Heli Moss Path, Dogmian Orchid Bush

And

Wang Jun visits me frequently, no need to wait for a book call

They are all poems written by Li Fang to Li Zhi.