Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

During festive seasons, the words 'making friends widely' brought Lu Ci piles of congratulatory letters.

Buried in the file until the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Lu Ci, who almost broke his hand, sealed the last letter with a slight trembling, and let the servants with awe-inspiring faces send it to the post office, and then sent it to various places one by one .

In comparison, Teng Zongliang is much more relaxed.

It took him only two hours to reply to the letters from relatives and friends and send them out smoothly.

In the next few days, apart from drinking some wine at home and enjoying this rare leisure time, he was also happy to appreciate Lu Ci who was usually at ease.

"It's a pity," Teng Zongliang pretended to regret, "If it's a business, I would like to lend a helping hand, but these are all sincere greetings from Brother Lu's relatives and friends, and I really can't do it for you."

Ha ha.

For this hypocritical concern, Lu Ci, who had been writing hard for several days, just smiled faintly, and didn't even bother to give him a look.

Although Teng Zongliang felt his lips itch, but when he remembered the losses he had suffered for a long time, he still reluctantly suppressed the urge to chase after the victory.

He changed the subject and talked about the frequent interviews and secret talks about the party item Li Yuanhao in the past six months: "How are you going to report the matter of Li Yuanhao?"

Even in the eyes of the soldiers guarding the frontier, Sima Zhaozhi's wolfish ambitions over there are known to everyone, but for the court who is willing to turn a blind eye and close his eyes, and never move until the eyelashes are burnt, it's still true. It's painless.

Moreover, judging from the contents of the investigation sent by Lu Ci, Li Yuanhao colluded with only two failed scholars, and the details of the discussion were ignorant. As evidence, it can be easily denied by the other party , but it is far from being sure that it can attack the opponent.

In this way, if the truth is told, it will inevitably sink into the sea, and not even a single wave can be found-otherwise, the Tubo monk has been provoking provocations for so many years, and Cao Wei has repeatedly asked for more troops. It's like begging for food, and it took a lot of hard work to beg for thousands of people?

But if it is exaggerated, it will really attract the attention of the imperial court. The next step is to send envoys to question, and they will have to give up immediately, and they may be charged with a heinous crime of provoking the two countries.

Lu Ci lazily closed his eyes, reclined on the rocking chair newly made by the craftsman Xun, with his toes lightly touching the solid wood table legs, and swayed comfortably, "Send someone to keep watching, there's no rush."

Teng Zongliang frowned.

He really didn't expect that Lu Ci would choose to directly suppress such a big or small matter first.

He opened his mouth, originally wanting to say a few words of persuasion, but seeing that Lu Ci was quite successful, he chose to swallow the words back, and asked instead: "In the past few days, why not only young brothers live in your house?" , two more?"

Speaking of Di Qing, the corners of Lu Ci's lips rose slightly, and he subconsciously smiled dotingly: "It's rare for him to bring friends back, so of course he must treat them well."

The corner of Teng Zongliang's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help saying: "If you continue to be so pure-hearted and ascetic, then when you return to Beijing, you will have an affair with 'Liu Niang', love-hate, and love-hate. It’s really solid in the eyes of the people.”

Lu Ci said indifferently: "Then go back to Beijing later and avoid the limelight first."

Teng Zongliang smiled and said: "You want to make this idea, and you don't ask His Majesty who is the real master? He has been looking forward to your return to Beijing for a long time. When your salary is full this time, you will have no excuse to delay. Li and Kou Xianggong, the former Eastern Palace ministers who are the most relied on, are bound to be reused."

Lu Ci said, "It's fine if I don't know the little tricks over there. Now that I know it, how can I go with confidence in this uncertain situation?"

It's a different matter if it's the Dinghaishenzhen like General Cao.

But Cao Wei had already been sent to guard the defense line of Daliao, and it was absolutely impossible to succeed him in Qinzhou.

According to common sense, most of them will be unwilling civil servants.

If he is just dawdling, it would not be the worst outcome if he stagnates the situation he has arranged halfway through.

I'm afraid that I will meet someone who drains the envoy's money and military pay, and has to prepare for his own transfer.

Lu Ci sighed.

Fortunately, he originally thought that Dang Xiang would at least have the patience to wait another ten or eight years, when the time was right, before attacking Da Song.

In this way, his positioning for himself is only laying the groundwork in a low-key manner.

After all, by that time, the Great Song Dynasty had already passed through the most difficult period when the generals were young and yellow: the emperor was young and strong, and he wanted to expand his territory; , the stars will shine; Fan Zhongyan, Han Qi and others in the text are steady and steady, yet forging ahead with determination.

Such a prosperous face, coupled with the many foundations he personally laid to assist him, should be safe enough to deal with the party's battle.

However, the intelligence obtained from spying proved that Li Yuanhao might be impatient.Although as long as Li Deming is still alive, with his cautious and habitual manner, he will definitely be able to suppress him from acting rashly.

But once Li Deming is gone, one can imagine what actions the successor Li Yuanhao will take.

Lu Ci is used to being foolproof when it comes to major events. Knowing that Li Yuanhao is ambitious and has gradually put it into action, it is absolutely impossible to pin all his hopes on Li Deming's longevity.

And far away in Bianjing, since the Chinese New Year, I have been happily counting the days, only waiting for the little master to finish his research, and then transferred back to the middle of Beijing to be the little emperor of Kaifeng's governor... It can be said that he would never have imagined Well, the little master is determined, and has made up his mind to renege on this promise.

Zhao Zhen's mood improved a lot involuntarily when he thought that in another five months, he would be able to wait for Lu Ci, whom he had not seen for a long time.

Even when dealing with government affairs, there is still a happy smile on his face.

After all, the new year has just started, except for the congratulatory performances handed over by various tribal forces and ministers, there is basically nothing else.

Because what he endured was all happy events, unlike usual, there are always pains and disasters. Zhao Zhen, who has become more and more handy, not only handles things quickly, but also feels better and better.

Zhao Zhen's eyes lit up when he read a new poem called "Welcome to the New Year·嶰管·Bianqinglu".

"Guanchang Qinglu, Emperor Liyang and Xinbu. The sunny scene returns to Qingxu. Celebrating the Jiajie..."

This alternation of light and dark directly describes the warmth of the new year in the imperial capital, the sunny and pleasant, the fragrance of clothes, and the happiness of the festive season.

However, what is intriguing is that after describing the joyful and peaceful scene, the author changed the occasional sparseness and denseness when writing the scene, and the appropriate combination of allusions, but couldn't help bringing out melancholy.

I saw him quietly expounding: "The sky is gradually like water, and the moon is at noon. In the fragrant path, there are countless fruits thrown... In peacetime, the government and the people are happy, and the people are happy, and they get together at any time. It is worthy of this scene. Wake up alone and go home.”

In the last sentence, the vague sadness of "I will never return to you forever" is really written in the heart of Zhao Zhen, who has not yet been able to look forward to the return of people.

Yes, facing such a prosperous and beautiful scenery in the imperial capital, how can someone be so cruel that he can linger outside and never return?

Zhao Zhen turned to the folded head, and the word "Liu Qi" was impressively reflected.

"It turned out to be the lyrics of the prodigal son."

Zhao Zhen recalled the young master's high spirits when he talked about those friends, and he couldn't help showing a nostalgic smile, and laughed with the courtiers on the side of the attendant: "Little master always said that he is a wonderful person, and a poem by Liu Ci is even more popular in the market." A thousand pieces of gold is hard to come by, and after reading it today, it is indeed so."

When Zhu Neichen heard it, he was immediately happy.

Because the officials are benevolent and amiable, and they like Lu Ci very much, he is also happy to rely on this to win the favor of some saints: "The officials don't know that this Liu Xiaoli is famous in the market, not only because of a few A well-behaved, beautiful word."

"Oh?" Zhao Zhen asked curiously, "Quickly tell me."

Zhu Neichen hurriedly responded, and then he heard from the street when he occasionally went out to visit his family in the palace, about "Liu Niangzi" yearning for "Lu Langjun" and nearly a hundred lyrics about "Liu Niangzi" and "Lu Langjun" and asking singing girls to spread them around. , They all said it out.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhen, who still had such a "love affair" with the little master, was taken aback for a while, and finally couldn't hold it back, and laughed out loud: "You really are a wonderful person!"

But after having fun, he couldn't help but feel a little worried: Even if he couldn't provoke Lu Ci with such wanton teasing, would he really go back to Beijing honestly after his qualifications are full?

I'm afraid that even the civil and military officials of the whole court can't believe that the official family will hold a job that countless officials dream of, and they are afraid that the other party will stay outside and refuse to take it.But after this reminder, Zhao Zhen became more and more aware of the possibility, and became really worried.

Anyway, the government affairs are done, and he has not yet married a concubine. His biological mother, Empress Dowager Li, is very happy to keep a low profile because she has suffered a lot in the past few years. The Liu Xiaoli, who I have a lot of sympathy for, was called into the palace.

At Lu Ci's house, Liu Qi, who talked to Zhu while warming up the fire, was suddenly summoned into the palace in a dazed and apprehensive manner, and only after seeing the smiling little emperor did he dare to believe it...

It was the first time I had a serious meeting with the new emperor, and it was because of those poems that ridiculed Brother Lu, which were part jokes and part pleasure.

Although it was the first time to meet each other, the two monarchs and ministers hit it off and reached a consensus almost immediately on the point of 'complaining' about Lu Ci's delay in returning.

So ten days later, when Lu Ci received the little emperor's secret letter, he just carefully lifted the sealant and read it carefully in the study alone, when he read the familiar handwriting of his friend without warning. Book.

It was a song "Brahman Order · Last Night".

"Last night, I slept with my clothes on. Tonight, I slept with my clothes on. I came back from a small drink, and after the first watch, I was drunk. After midnight, why am I still startled...Everything is so close, so close. It’s a good scene. God, there is no mutual sympathy for each other. There is no mutual sympathy."

After Lu Ci finished reading in a daze, his first reaction was that the runner made a big mistake.

I just don't know how to do so outrageously, to mix up the letters from friends and important secret letters from officials.

He frowned, and after putting down the letter, he picked up the envelope again to check.

It was just that after seeing the wax seal that was completely intact before he took it apart, he fell silent for a moment.

No way?

He reopened the letter with hesitation, and read it from cover to cover.

This time, after recovering a little bit from the shock and disbelief, he never missed Liu Qilong Feifengwu's inscription, the extremely eye-catching prefix that is full of complacency everywhere.

——"Write lyrics according to the order, Liu Sanbian."

Lu Ci was expressionless.

Oh Nima.

The author has something to say: the poems appearing in the article are all written by Liu Yong!

Brahman Order·Yesterday

[Original text]

Last night, ye slept with his clothes on.Tonight, I'm going to sleep with my clothes on.

Returning from a small drink, I was overwhelmed and drunk.After midnight, why am I still startled.

It was frosty and cold with a thin wind.Touch the thin window, flicker the flickering lights.

The empty bed spreads and reminisces, the cloud and rain dream, and the pillow is hard to continue.

Every inch of your heart is thousands of miles away.good times,

There is sympathy for each other.There is no pity.

Welcoming the New Year · The Law of Changing the Tubes to Green

[Original text]

Guan Bianqinglu, Diliyang and Xinbu.Qingjing returned to Qingxu.

To celebrate the festival, when the three five.Liehua lanterns, thousands of households.

All over Jiumo Luoqi, the fragrance is mild.There are ten miles of crimson trees.

Aoshan towers, and the sky is noisy.

Gradually, the sky is like water, and the moon is noon.In the fragrant path, there are countless fruits thrown from the leaves.

In the shadow of candles and flowers in the middle of the night, young people often encounter fortuitous encounters.

In peacetime, the government and the public are happy, the people are prosperous, and they get together at any time.

Worthy of this scene, I will wake up and go back alone.