Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

After confirming that this was an absurd dream, Zhao Zhen couldn't help but feel dispirited, so he didn't continue to listen, but turned and left indifferently amidst the puzzled comments from the officials.

His action not only made the Qinzhou sergeant who was full of joy bewildered, but also woke up the ministers who were immersed in this sudden and bizarre victory a moment ago, and looked at the prince's back inquiringly.

It is really unpredictable.

Didn't His Highness have always trusted Lu Ci, who had half a teacher's affection, and even dared to contradict the officials?

How come after hearing such good news, they become uncharacteristically cold?

Zhao Zhen didn't know that his actions had set off an undercurrent in the meeting hall.

As he walked back absent-mindedly, he wondered why the dream this time was not only long, but also unbelievably realistic.

In this way, it is not that he has never dreamed of reporting from Qinzhou, and that the reinforcements arrived in time, so Qinzhou was narrowly guarded.

It's really the first time something as outrageous as this time.

Zhao Zhen frowned slightly, looking around for a while.

The flowers and plants are exquisite and the rockery is rugged.

...On weekdays, wouldn't the moment he realized that it was a dream, he would become fragmented and wake himself up?

Just as Zhao Zhen vaguely sensed something was wrong, the next moment his shoes fell into an inconspicuous depression on the floor tiles, and his figure suddenly tilted to the side.

"Your Highness!"

Even though the servants who were following him had sharp eyesight and quick hands, they exclaimed and helped him up so that he wouldn't fall to the ground, they still twisted his ankle slightly.

However, it was this sharp pain that made him gasp on the spot, which instantly woke him up.

Under the nervous confession and careful inspection of the servants and maids, Zhao Zhen, who was stunned in place, turned into petrification, as stiff as a clay sculpture.

After a while, he turned his head slowly and slowly, and looked in the direction of the meeting hall again.

Hold on.

... Doesn't this mean that the scene just now was not a dream at all?

In the blink of an eye, as soon as this thought flashed, it took root deeply and could never be waved away.

A frenzied joy suddenly appeared on Zhao Zhen's blank face at first.

Without even thinking about it, he pushed away the palace people who were surrounded by him, who were bending over to check the ankle that he had long forgotten, and ran straight to the meeting hall not far away.

So, after the crown prince personally "clarified" with his words and deeds, the nonsense of "Lu Ci completely lost His Highness' trustworthiness" had no time to spread, and no one would buy it anymore.

——If you don't care, how can His Royal Highness, who has always respected the rules and never lost his manners, run in full view, sweating profusely, and loses one of his shoes without noticing it?

After that, he personally helped up the Qinzhou cavalryman and asked each sentence carefully, for fear of missing half a detail.

The ones sent by Li Chao to report to the imperial court were the elites of the Flying Eagle Battalion who were left by him in this battle.

Usually loyal and trustworthy, although his strength is not as amazing as Di Qing's, he is also steady and reliable, so he was selected to entrust him with important tasks.

After all, being able to show your face in front of His Highness might be beneficial to your future future.

Now that the crown prince treated them so kindly, these elite soldiers of the Flying Eagle Battalion were almost stunned. It took a long time to slow down a bit, and they stumbled back to the seemingly endless questioning of the other party.

Zhao Zhen's heart was filled with as much surprise as there was joy.

How many days have passed?

That was a total of [-] enemy troops - because Qinzhou was bound to be won, Li Li followed this decision to show his prestige, and there were no [-] elite cavalry in the army.

Zhao Zhen patted the desk hard excitedly.

So happy, so happy!

How can the little master be so powerful!

After he regained his composure, he wanted to get all the details out of the other party's mouth, but he couldn't get what he wanted after asking.

There are many people who can tell stories in the world, but those who can talk about ordinary trivial matters vividly, wittily and fascinatingly are rare.

However, in the past few years, he has been spoiled by the "rare and rare" little master. At this time, listening to the soldiers who are illiterate, know little, and nervous are narrating dryly, sometimes turning the sentences upside down. He frowned anxiously.

Even if he had the patience to listen to the other party at the end, he still had an unsatisfied expression on his face, and there were still many questions circling in his mind.

——How are bows and crossbows improved so that they can exert such miraculous effects?

——Where did the extra ten thousand arrows come from?

It is conceivable that so many additional arrows will cost a lot of money, and Qinzhou is clearly poor, how can it afford such expenses?

I'm afraid that the little master paid for it himself, and the supervisor rushed to make it.

——And the amazingly talented archer Di Qing, who won the top of the enemy army with one arrow, has the same name and surname, or is he the foster brother who lives with the little master?

——How did you master such a beautiful arrow technique?

Even though it seemed like being scratched by a hundred claws, Zhao Zhen didn't show it on his face, and gave him a simple reward with a smile, and after asking him to rest first, he called Kou Zhun and others back to the East Palace, so that we could discuss the matter .

After hearing the good news that Lu Ci's [-] guards had defeated the [-] Tubo elite cavalry who had come prepared to launch a surprise attack, Zhao Zhen secretly felt comforted that even Kou Zhun was stunned for a moment, and then blurted out Said: "How did Yu Yu do it?"

Unlike the prince who simply thought he was dreaming, the first thought that came to Kou Zhun's mind was that this matter was false.

I'm afraid it's a trap deliberately set up by someone with malicious intentions to entrap Lu Ci, or even covet Song Dynasty.

Could it be that Tubo was so bold that he deliberately forged letters, and then drove the soldiers of Qinzhou who had surrendered to spread the good news of Qinzhou's great victory, so that the imperial court would believe it and stop sending reinforcements to Qinzhou, which was in emergency or occupied.

If Qinzhou had really fallen, but the temples believed this unreasonable nonsense anyway, and allowed the rest of the enemy army to drive in, straight into the hinterland of the Central Plains, the consequences would be disastrous.

"You can read it yourself."

Unaware of Kou Zhun's frantic thoughts with a cold and serious face, Zhao Zhen smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes, and carefully unfolded the military newspaper written by Lu Ci himself, which was only used to convey the good news at the first time, and let it go. To Kou Zhun.

Kou Zhun picked it up, read it carefully several times, and had to admit that it was indeed Lu Ci's handwriting.

He has read many essays submitted by Lu Ci, and of course he can recognize his handwriting.

However, there is also the possibility that the landing speech was captured and written down by the enemy under coercion.

Kou Zhun was still unwilling to completely let go of his suspicions, but seeing Zhao Zhen beaming all over his body, he knew that it was not easy to spoil the other party's interest at this moment.

He secretly made up his mind that he would use his position as deputy envoy of the Privy Council to inquire about the so-called Qinzhou soldiers, then he just echoed Zhao Zhen's words and left in a hurry.

——It’s just that Kou Zhun’s conspiracy theory, with the arrival of the thick and thick manuscript that Lu Ci compiled and edited, and was sent by express delivery a few days later, it will be self-defeating.

Ding Wei kept his expression on the face, but his mouth was burning with anxiety.

——This kid surnamed Lu, how lucky is he!

When Bianjing celebrated this battle that came suddenly and went equally suddenly, leaving only a hearty and beautiful victory, a few years ago, it took aim at this three-yuan scenery who had just passed away and was also known as The high-ranking officials and wealthy households in front of the loud and loud prince couldn't help but think about recruiting a son-in-law again.

The reason why the flag has died down these years is not only because the competition is too fierce, but also because the previous fierce pursuit was ineffective, and my little lady couldn't afford it.

It is because Lu Ci has been promoted repeatedly, and his status is not what it used to be, so that the conditions they offer, which are extremely generous to the new scholars from the poor family, seem extremely shabby and unworthy of attention.

It's not that he didn't hesitate to spend a lot of money to become a high-ranking official who was destined to have a bright future. However, although Lu Ci has been proud of his career in recent years, he has often been sent to work in other places. When he really stayed in Beijing, Not much.

Before, there was a strange incident where His Majesty rejected Lu Ci and relegated him to the remote Qinzhou, so that those who cared only dared to wait and see, and did not dare to call this son-in-law who seemed to be in decline.

Who would have thought that the turn of events would turn around, and now the prince who is most fond of Lu Ci is in full power, while the official family is seriously ill and unable to govern?

Even if there is no great contribution this time, when it comes to using Lu Ci, there may only be a difference between sooner and later.

Because of this, although Lu Ci is not in the capital, it does not prevent him from becoming famous and becoming the hottest son-in-law in the eyes of everyone again.

Even the announcement of the ranks of the palace examination, which is supposed to be the most lively, and the grand occasion of Song Xiang leading a group of new scholars to beat horses in the street, can't compare with his limelight this time.

Although it will not be overshadowed—it is still very popular and sought after by those who have a daughter-in-law at home—but in the eyes of ordinary people who just join in the fun, there is no comparison between the Jinshi Parade every three or four years. What's so interesting about a big victory that made all Song people feel proud?

To be honest, Lu Ci was still Sanyuan Jidi back then, and his appearance was much more handsome than this time.

The most grievous thing about this is naturally the group of Jinshi who have studied hard for ten years in the cold window, and once they have passed the Jinshi, they have lost most of the limelight.

Song Xiang, the number one scholar, has always been gentle and introverted. Although he felt a little disappointed by this, he was more relieved.

He already knew that in terms of talent and learning, he was actually inferior to his younger brother Song Qi, and it was more because he took advantage of the 'orderly seniority'.Although he couldn't restrain his joy at winning the No. [-] Scholar position, he was also mixed with complex guilt.

It was not as eye-catching as he had imagined, but it made him feel better after he figured it out.

What's more, Qinzhou's great victory, with the momentum of thunder, completely defeated the invading Tubo soldiers in just a few days, making the Song army far and wide, which is a blessing for the country.

Compared with this, it is just a icing on the cake, what is there to be proud of and important?

And Song Qi, who has been suppressing the disappointment and anger in his heart and pretending to be okay with his elder brother, is even more happy to see this, and gradually relaxes.

In addition, there is a handsome scribe who is dangerously at the bottom of the top three, but hangs at the end of the team, who doesn't care about the so-called 'face'.

——For Bao Zheng, who has never ridden a horse before, just maintaining a straight posture on the back of this disobedient and bad horse that was temporarily rented, and not falling off in a panic, made him extremely nervous .

He has only walked halfway through the road, but he is exhausted physically and mentally, and has no time to look around. He is eager to end soon, so who cares whether the people are staring at him?

Seeing that even Song Xiang, who is the number one scholar, pretended to be handsome and unconcerned, the other Jinshi were sour because of this gap, so it was hard to show anything.

It's just that in this way, no one is willing to do any delay in the parade, but just finished things in order.

Lu Ci, who had unknowingly attracted a wave of hatred for Xinke Scholars in Bianjing, was busy inspecting the newly built fortress with Teng Zongliang at this time.

——Although there is no enemy to beat right now, since reinforcements have arrived, it is impossible for Lu Ci to send people back directly.

Anyway, it was necessary to increase expenditure to temporarily support this group of reinforcements. Before the court issued new instructions, Lu Ci directly came to make the best use of it personally with the idea of ​​'this money can't be spent in vain'.

Isn't Qinzhou in urgent need of manpower to build the fortress?

Although the work of relocating refugees and increasing the population is still going on, it is no better than the ready-made Xiang army.

One is that he is physically strong, the other is that he came to the door on his own initiative, and the third is that he was the temporary leader. It was General Cao Wei who owed him a small favor before leaving office...

If you don't let these Xiang troops play a little role before the court reacts and transfer people away again, then you will be really sorry for the kindness of this hard work.