Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

After such a toss on Lu Ci's whim, Li Lizun, who watched another large wave of elite cavalry die tragically under the rain of arrows, even though he had gone through many storms and waves in the past, he was not so angry that he vomited blood on the spot, and he still had heart palpitations and shortness of breath for a long time.

After he stroked his chest and breathed a sigh of relief with the support of his own soldiers, he ordered the withdrawal of the troops without hesitation.

——After all, he has already paid a terrible price for misjudging the reality of the city.

Following Li Li's order, the Tubo cavalry, who were shocked by the scene just now and couldn't stop charging because they didn't dare to resist the order, also breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of their hearts.

Obviously, none of them wanted to risk their lives to gamble when the Song Army's endless arrows would run out.

After getting the order, they left the place without thinking about it, howling in pain, and the half-dead wounded soldiers, barely maintaining the front and rear order, retreated rapidly towards the rear battalion like a tide.

Seeing their relentless attitude of retreating without hesitation, the city wall guards who were fighting vigorously couldn't help but let out a sigh of regret.

Condescending, throwing arrows like rain, it is so happy!

The Tubo soldiers, who were arrogant and domineering in the past, will finally have a day when they will be hit head-on like dogs in the water and have to retreat in desperation!

Di Qing frowned slightly, pursed her lips lightly, and did not participate in the lively discussions of the surrounding people.

The enemy soldiers retreated quickly, and soon left the range of the defenders' bows and arrows, but they were still within his range.

Naturally, Di Qing would not let go of this golden opportunity, he drew his bow and strung the string without saying a word, and kept sending arrows to 'Farewell'.

It wasn't until the Tubo soldiers completely retreated from the reach of his arrows that he reluctantly withdrew his hand.

As the string in his body that had been tense but also supported him to fight was suddenly loosened, he realized that he was exhausted, and he didn't even have much strength left to stand.

He wasn't picky either, as soon as he leaned directly to the side, he was about to rest on the thick bricks of the city wall.

——but fell into a warm embrace with a faint fragrance.

Di Qing's eyes widened, terrified, his whole body jumped like fire: "Grandpa, Gongzu!"

The master in the arms that let him rely on the opportunity is not exactly Lu Gongzu who he has been thinking about for a long time!

Seeing his reaction like this, Lu Ci couldn't help teasing: "With only the bow and arrow in his hand, Di Feiying was shocked by nearly a hundred enemies. He was not frightened by the blood dripping on the battlefield for the first time. How could he be frightened by me? A jump?"

For the first time, Di Qing didn't blush at his words, but subconsciously wrapped his arms around his waist, hurried to the back, and walked around vigilantly, until he was sure he was in a safe place, before he let out a sigh of relief.

Although he watched the Tubo soldiers withdraw with his own eyes, who can guarantee that the enemy army is not good at archery and has been lying in wait for Lu Ci to come out?

Lu Ci was suddenly wrapped around his waist, and was a little surprised on the spot, but after seeing Di Qing's prudence, he couldn't help laughing.

He understood Di Qing's intentions, and he didn't take it as being overly nervous or making a fuss, but expressed his gratitude gently: "I was careless, fortunately, Brother Di is careful."

Di Qing nodded vigorously, then let go of the hands around his waist, and said with a serious face: "Grandfather's safety is very important, and we must not take it lightly."

Lu Ci blinked, smiled lightly and said, "Okay."

When Di Qing said this, he acted purely on instinct, without noticing whether he was rude or offensive.

After seeing Lu Ci's almost obedient wink and promise, he was surprised, but his mind went blank instead.

When his memory recovered, he realized what he had done and said to be rude when he was anxious and worried just now, and suddenly he couldn't restrain his cheeks from flushing.

If he said those words that amounted to a reprimand to Gongzu, he might be so arrogant that he would go to heaven!

He also hugged the grandfather's waist without authorization.

that waist...

That thin waist...

Di Qing suddenly realized that after recalling the touch between his arms just now, his face flushed suddenly, and the bow and arrow clenched tightly in his hand swayed around with his frantic hands and feet: "I, what I just did just..."

Lu Ci looked at him with a smile, and sweetly added to him: "Caring makes chaos."

Di Qing nodded frantically, like a chicken pecking at rice.

Seeing how flustered he was, Lu Ci suddenly thought of teasing him, so he added with a smile, "It's also from the bottom of my heart, you wanted to train me for a long time, right?"

After hearing this, Di Qing nodded his head again before he could react.

Di Qing: "..."

Lu Ci raised his eyebrows: "As expected, I finally admitted it."

Di Qing was so anxious that he didn't know what to say, until he saw the bright smile on Gongzu's face, he turned his panic into soft helplessness: "... Gongzu!"

"I won't bother you anymore." Lu Ci smiled and held his hand, and personally led him to walk down the city wall, saying as he walked, "You treat yourself like an iron man, and you don't get tired? I think your hands are already shaking." It's like this, it's more honest than you."

Although Lu Ci was standing on a high place, watching the battle situation all the time, his eyes were not less on Di Qing.

Compared with the superb arrow technique that amazed everyone, what he cared more about was whether Di Qing could maintain his formidable aim, but whether he would be injured by stray arrows, whether his body could bear it or not.

When the Tubo soldiers announced their retreat, the other guards couldn't help but rejoice. Only Di Qing still had a tense face, and he didn't want to rest until he completely missed the enemy.

Lu Ci walked towards him without hesitation, and happened to catch the man who almost fell headfirst on the cold and hard wall.

Holding Di Qing's hand, he could more clearly feel the pulsation of the tendons in his hand, the burning of the muscles caused by excessive fatigue, and the uncontrollable trembling.

He couldn't hide his distress, and immediately softened his grip: "Hurry up and soak in hot water, and I'll massage it for you."

What Lu Ci didn't realize was that as soon as he finished speaking, Di Qing's eyes, which had always been apprehensive, froze instantly.

In the nothingness, only the words that Gongzu just said could not stop echoing.

……Press Press?

Di Qing was dizzy, not only his palms, fingers, but also his cheeks felt hot.

... Or did the grandfather massage him himself?

The soles of his feet were soft, and his mind couldn't restrain himself from thinking about the last time he washed his hands carefully.

He obviously wanted to refuse rationally, but even if the words came to his lips, he was reluctant to say them.

In the end, Di Qingqiang couldn't suppress his turbulent conscience, and brazenly convinced himself.

Anyway, his performance on the field just now was notable, so...even if he was rewarded by his grandfather's kindness, it, it's not too much.

Di Qing was full of guilt, and carefully glanced at Lu Ci's beautiful smiling face, and his mood suddenly floated with joy and anticipation.

What echoed in his ears were the high praises from other soldiers for his performance just now, and the steady stream of kindly slaps on his shoulders and back, and he was surrounded like a hero.

Di Qing didn't care about these.

All he could think about was one thing - no matter when was the last time he washed his hands carefully, after his grandpa finished pressing him, he would not want to wash his hands again for at least a month.

Compared with Di Qing, who was soaked in honey and was so happy that he didn't know what day and night it was, Li Lizun, who was in the hastily built camp, was in an extremely bad mood.

"Despicable, shameless, treacherous and cunning Song people!"

As soon as he thought that the two sides had just met face to face, and the city wall hadn't even really approached, the precious soldiers and horses who had been greatly damaged because of his underestimation of the enemy, his anger surged up intermittently: "When the city is broken, we will I will cut off his head with my own hands, and hang it on the wall for ten days and ten nights!"

He originally wanted to bully the opponent, but he was a civil servant who had never even been on the battlefield and was exiled to this remote village because he offended the powerful and powerful in the court.

Unexpectedly, the opponent's courage was not frightened, but his morale was pierced, and most of it was missed.

Originally, he wanted to pinch a soft persimmon, but who would have thought that he came here full of ambition, but he kicked firmly against an iron plate? !

When Wen Buqi found out that he was beaten to the ground by a little-known civil servant, and his vitality was seriously injured, then what's the point of gaining power?

Li Lizun was furiously cursing in the tent, and the soldiers did not dare to approach him, so he buried his head in silence and waited for him to finish his attack in fear.

Li Lizun, who was so angry that he wished he could tear Lu Ci into pieces on the spot, didn't expect that there was also someone in the Song Army who was precisely targeting him.

Since Lu Ci promised to lay hands on Di Qing, he really didn't mean to break his promise.

Before warming up the dishes packed from the restaurant and serving them up, he first took off Di Qing's armor that was stuck to his body with sweat, no matter how shy and blushing Di Qing was, he personally checked him all over. .

After confirming that there were no wounds, he felt relieved: "When the enemy army comes again, you must be so careful, remember?"

Di Qing's naked body is now like a cooked shrimp, and all the senses of his body are gathered on the back that was touched by the warm and cool touch. No matter what Lu Ci said at this time, he would only Nodding headlessly.

Lu Ci didn't know that he had completely lost his soul, so he nodded in relief as he heard it.

The hot soup was ready soon. He watched Di Qing step into the wooden barrel with both hands and feet. After soaking most of his body, he asked him to stretch out his hands, soak them in the prepared medicinal soup, and press them gently. .

He didn't click randomly.In modern times, he had suffered from overwork and excessive wear and tear of his hand muscles. After being treated by a physical therapist for a long time, he naturally learned some simple techniques.

While pressing, he looked at Di Qing, who was shrouded in transpiring white mist and was covered in red, and asked from time to time: "Is this strength appropriate? Is it painful?"

However, Di Qing nodded blindly, half of his face was still buried under the water, which made him unable to look carefully, and could not distinguish the truth from the false, so he could only continue to press according to his own feeling.

I don't know how long I pressed it, but Lu Ci finally had to stop because Li Chao came to report.

He smiled and squeezed Di Qing's hand: "You rest first, I'll call you if I have something to do."

Di Qing gave an indistinct 'hmm'.

Lu Ci turned to his servant and said, "The water is too warm, add some hot water."

The servant hurriedly responded.

Lu Ci told Di Qing: "Since you are tired, don't soak in hot soup for too long, it's better to go to bed and rest."

Di Qing nodded indiscriminately.

Lu Ci reminded his servants a few more words before leaving the room.

Hearing the soft sound of the door being closed, Di Qing sighed in relief, with a subtle, shameful, and strange expression on his face.

It's not that he doesn't remember, but that somehow...

Can't get up yet.