Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

The corner of Lu Ci's mouth twitched, amused by this suggestion, he pretended to nod happily and said, "It's all right if you want to let Xiao Lang go."

Without waiting for Yan Shu to pretend to thank you, Lu Ci continued unhurriedly: "If I like your husband's cleverness and keep him, I won't pay you back directly. How will you treat him?"

Yan Shu raised his eyebrows, and flaunted proudly: "It's okay, compared with Yu Yu who is alone in Beijing, I really don't have a few gentlemen under my knees. If there is really someone like Yu Yu among the dogs, you would like to honor him His adoptive father, I can't ask for more."

Lu Ci's eyelids twitched, and he chuckled, "Then I really appreciate Brother Yan's kindness."

"Yu Yu is too polite." Yan Shu said regretfully, "It's a pity that you don't want to be my son-in-law no matter what, then you and I might as well make a new marriage, and I will let you be my son-in-law, would you like it?"

Yan Shu's youngest son?

Lu Ci was slightly taken aback, but he still had a little impression.

It seems to be Yan Jidao.

Seeing Lu Ci's expression change slightly, Yan Shu mistakenly thought that he was genuinely moved, so he couldn't help but jokingly asked, "What do you think of Yu Yu?"

Lu Ci touched his bare chin and said with a smile, "The latter is out of the question, but the former is fine."

If he remembered correctly, Yan Jidao was Yan Shu's old son.

Now that Yan Shu is in his prime, it is too early to talk about Yaozi's studies.After a few decades, he will also reach the age of becoming an official. At that time, he will be unemployed at home and teach one or two children.

By then, if Yan Shu hadn't regretted it, he wouldn't mind abducting his friend's son for fun.

Yan Shu didn't know what Lu Ci was thinking, seeing him so straightforward, he was stunned who was just joking.

Lu Ci didn't wait for him, turned his horse's head leisurely, and walked towards the palace on his own.

Looking up this morning, Lu Ci caught a glimpse of Wang Qinruo standing in the third row, wearing a red official robe, with a gloomy expression, and couldn't help but move slightly.

Not wearing a purple robe, the position is only a little ahead of him... It seems to mean that Wang Qinruo, who was called back to the capital, was conferred an official position, and was under the third rank, even Lin Te, who was usually inferior to him in the cronies, but held real power. People are not as good as.

What is His Majesty thinking?

Lu Ci really couldn't figure out the emperor's purpose now.

He originally thought that the reason why the officials did not hesitate to slap their faces was to overcome all opinions, and to call Wang Qinruo back, the purpose of the fight was to use him to unite with the southerners and other quasi-political enemies to split the chief assistant who did not like the emperor. that power.

If Wang Qin had the capital to contend against Kou Zhun, his official position would not be low.

Except for Yushitai, who can be impeached by leapfrogging at will, what can a mere third- and fourth-rank official do?

Lu Ci raised his eyebrows.

Seeing Wang Qinruo's dark face and silence, being forced to listen to Kou Zhun's eloquence, he knew there was nothing he could do.

Could it be that the officials really just want to find someone who speaks nicely, to listen to themselves and complain?

Lu Ci also felt that although the officials did not act according to the basic law and acted foolishly from time to time, they were not fools and definitely had other intentions.

He couldn't figure it out for a while, so he simply didn't bother, and listened to Kou Zhun's speech seriously.

Although most of it is bragging, Kou Zhun's high level is right there, leaving aside the nonsense of Jinxiu, the other content is still worth listening to.

However, as he listened, Lu Ci suddenly felt something, raised his eyes extremely quickly, and looked exactly at that probing and malicious gaze.

His quick reaction was obviously far beyond the opponent's expectations.

Before Zhou Huaizheng had time to look away completely, he clearly caught the gloom in his eyes.

As soon as the eyes of the two met, Zhou Huaizheng narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his eyes, and did not look in his direction again.

Lu Ci was also unmoved, and felt a surge of drowsiness. He couldn't help covering his lips with his sleeve, and yawned a little expressionlessly.

——It seems that the chief culprit who caused Kou Zhun's sudden defection was discovered by the minister Zhou.

After morning breakup, Lu Ci hesitated, but decided to go back to the mansion first.

As expected, Liu Qi was still lying on his back on the bed, as if he didn't know what day and night it was.

Lu Ci shook his head dumbfounded. After hesitating for a moment between ruthlessly kicking him awake and letting him sleep for a while, he decided to be merciful and let Liu Qi be the last one to wake up naturally before the exam.

After all, traveling all the way from Mizhou, the journey was very tiring, and it was even more difficult for him to carry so many luggage packed by fellow villagers.

Lu Ci smiled, and thoughtfully covered Liu Qi with the quilt that he had kicked under the bed, and after tucking in the corners of the quilt, he wanted to leave quietly.

Just at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a large pile of manuscripts spread out in a mess on the table, as well as a few burnt out lamps.

It wasn't too late for Liu Qi to go back to his room last night, but the lamp oil was used up like this, it must be something he did after staying up all night.

Suspicion suddenly arose in Lu Ci's heart.

With light steps, he walked back to Liu Qi's side, lifted the covered quilt a little, moved closer, and sniffed carefully on Liu Qi who was in a deep sleep.

In addition to the unique fragrance of the fragrant cakes and soap balls that are often provided at home, there is no slight smell of alcohol.

The suspicion in his heart was not confirmed, and Lu Ci couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After contacting the messy manuscripts above, he changed his mind and had another guess.

Could it be that Liu Qi had a whim and decided to do the homework he assigned in advance, and the reason why he deliberately kept it secret was to show it tonight and give him a surprise?

Lu Ci smiled, flipped through the manuscript a few times, and it really was all densely written manuscripts.

Originally, he only planned to catch a few casual glances, and to cooperate with Liu Qi's performance at night.

As a result, when he glanced at the title of one of the pictures, the smile on his lips suddenly froze.

—— "Butterfly Love Flower · Thinking Feather Notes".

WTF?

This question alone caused Lu Ci to feel a very strong sense of foreboding.

He glanced at Liu Qi indescribably, and then continued to read after gathering his composure.

"Standing in a dangerous building, the wind is soft. I look forward to the sorrow of spring, and the sky is gloomy..."

The more he read it, the more familiar it became, and Lu Ci's brows became more and more wrinkled: "Wine is like a song, and strong music is still tasteless. The belt is getting wider and I will never regret it. I am haggard because of Yixiao."

The first two sentences are fine, but the last two sentences are like thunder, and they are so familiar!

Lu Ci was so numb that he shivered.

He took a deep look at Liu Qi who was sleeping soundly, rubbed his brows, and picked out two more manuscripts that hadn't been rubbed out, and glanced at them roughly.

It's not "who can complain about a loneliness. It's a foreword, and I always take it lightly. I knew it would be hard to fight, but I regretted it and kept it..." A kind of grievance condemned him on his return home, and his back-and-forth was like a heartbroken man's boudoir grievances, It is the pride of "sightseeing in the past, wildly traveling in the scenery, traveling with friends, and seeing you again for more intensive research".

Or else, it's the tenderness of "meeting close friends, and suddenly connecting the crazy heart".

Lu Ci's hand holding the manuscript trembled slightly. After reading it, he silently packed up the manuscripts on the table, folded them neatly, picked up the goosebumps that had fallen all over the floor, and walked to the bed with a blank expression, condescending Looking at Liu who is having a good dream.

What did he explain in earnest last night?

——The exam is approaching, the most important thing is not to get distracted.

The reason why he allowed Liu Qi to sleep more was not to encourage him to spare no effort to stay up all night to write these... manuscripts, but to give people enough energy to study the questions well.

On the other hand, Liu Qi had indeed heeded his advice, and before showing her ambitions, she did not hang around the Qinlou Chu Pavilion to write some melodious songs for the singers of her acquaintance.

The corners of Lu Ci's mouth twitched slightly.

——It’s just that when writing lyrics, I substituted myself into the mood of the singer.

Seeing such a performance, Lu Ci no longer had the mood to pamper Liu to rest for another day, and directly stretched out his hands to give Liu Qi, who was still lying on the bed, a simple way of pinching both cheeks and rotating vigorously. Woke up roughly.

Liu Qi was moved to tears by Xiao Taotie's caring and caring yesterday, and her poetry is booming, how can she resist writing a few poems?

And because he knew that Lu Ci would get up and go to court before dawn, he probably had to rest early, and he couldn't be urged.

Liu Qi was sure of this, and after guessing that Lu Ci had fallen asleep, she quietly put on her clothes and got up, lighting the lamp and staying up late to write lyrics.

I don't want to start writing, and it will be out of control.

With the unfolding of his memories, the inspiration is also in a state of gradual progress, and the spring of ideas is pouring down, and the wonderful writing is naturally hard to stop.

When he finally ran out of inspiration, and the light was lit in the crack of the door to serve Lu Ci's breakfast, he tiptoed out the candle and lay down on the bed with uncontrollable drowsiness all over his body.

Because he was the most reassuring person outside, and surrounded by his familiar belongings, Liu Qi didn't feel uneasy during the journey, and soon fell asleep comfortably.

When Lu Ci forced his anger to wake him up, he was still immersed in a dream, only subconsciously screaming in pain, about to struggle.

"woke up?"

When a very familiar but unprecedented soft voice sounded beside her ears, Liu Qi was jolted up and woke up immediately.

...No, he hasn't had time to pack his things yet.

Liu Qi thought about the countermeasures quickly, and slowly opened his eyes. The moment he met the smiling Lu Ci, his hairs stood on end.

He sat up slowly, pretending that nothing had happened, ignoring the pain in his cheeks, and asked with great concern: "Xu Yu came back so early? Didn't he still have to lecture to His Royal Highness?" ?”

"Ha ha."

Lu Ci slightly hooked the corners of his lips, raised the manuscript in his hand, and said slowly: "If I didn't miss Brother Liu and came back here on purpose, how could there be such unexpected surprises?"

"..."

Although Liu Qi knew that the situation was over, he still wanted to struggle to the death: "It was written before I came here, but I just used it last night to enjoy—"

As Lu Ci smiled and took all the burnt out candles into his hands, playing with them gently, knowing that the evidence was solid, Liu Qi's voice of defense became smaller and smaller, until finally he couldn't hear it at all.

"It's been so many years, brother Liu is still very talented in Ci and Fu." Lu Ci sighed from the bottom of his heart, and when Liu Qi was about to ease his expression, he said lightly: "Just one night, you can write With so many downloads, it seems that the ten gifts I assigned to you a day are still too little."

Liu Qi's scalp was numb: "Actually—"

Lu Ci stopped him unhurriedly, his tone was steady, but there was a vague undisputable toughness: "In my opinion, at least fifteen articles a day are needed to be worthy of such a proud talent. Brother Liu thinks Woolen cloth?"

Liu Qi wanted to cry, but silently swallowed a mouthful of regretful blood: "... What Yu Yu said is true."

He was full of annoyance because he was fined to increase his classwork, and he was in a daze, so he didn't notice anything.

——When Lu Ci left, Liu Qi struggled all night, and finally took away all the finished lyrics that he was very satisfied with.