Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

Just as Teng Zongliang expected, as soon as he received Lu Ci's letter, Zhu said that he was pleasantly surprised and would write a reply letter without thinking.

If he hadn't sharpened the ink quickly, just before he was about to write, he caught a glimpse of his Brother Lu's emphasis at the end of the letter from the corner of his eye at the moment before he was about to write, he might have done it in one go.

Out of respect for Brother Lu, Zhu said that he stopped writing obediently, barely suppressed his agitated emotions, picked up the letter, and read the familiar handwriting from beginning to end several times.

Immediately afterwards, he poured himself a cup of tea soup with his own hands, and thought about it carefully, just like Brother Lu reminded him, so that he could think carefully.

After such a toss, Zhu said... In the end, he made the same decision as a matter of course.

Giving up the position of the library that was finally admitted is tantamount to pushing away the noble and beautiful future. In the eyes of countless colleagues who are dedicated to serving the country and serving the country, it is obviously unreasonable.

But Zhu said that after thinking about it, except for some regrets that he would not be able to easily borrow rare classics in the future, he was only eager to try.

Lang Jun studies hard, he should look up to the world, and he is worthy of all people.Although self-cultivation should be the foundation, how can we be satisfied with self-cultivation alone, only walking the bright and smooth road, and avoiding the rough and rough road?

What's more, on his seemingly unpredictable road ahead, there is someone like Brother Lu who gave up the post of the embassy promoted by His Majesty earlier, and found another pragmatic path to China, and did not change in the face of adversity. Suzhi, a true gentleman of "elegant, loyal, and straight", is leading the way in a chic way.

Thinking of the tireless self-study I have been working in the library for these years, it will become the confidence to assist the most respected Brother Lu, and I will no longer live the days of "watching the people's troubles, how can I be safe"...

Zhu said that his heart was full of joy.

Whether it is an official in the court, or a foreign post, or guarding the frontier in the northwest, those who can benefit the country and the people are good prime ministers.

If Lu Ci knew, the famous Xiwen Gong who "worry about the world first and enjoy the world later" would regard him as a moral benchmark of "very strict self-cultivation, noble behavior, restraint and modest retreat" Not to mention, if he justifiably beautifies his "disadvantage" of liking food into a daily preference that is "in line with temperament, innocence and virtue"... I am afraid that no matter how thick-skinned he is, he will not be able to bear it.

Zhu said that he wrote his deliberate decision into the letter, and before the ink marks had dried, Liu Qi, who had been delayed for a while because of going to a small banquet among his colleagues, also came back humming a ditty, slightly drunk.

Almost at the moment when he heard his friend's familiar singing voice, Zhu said that like a conditioned reflex, he pulled away the wet letter paper with a 'swish', quickly moved it to the window, and pulled it away with lightning speed. There is a small curtain for shading, and a few official documents are symbolically placed on the side.

After realizing that this was all a cover-up, Zhu said he couldn't help but froze.

... What exactly are you doing?

Liu Qi, who drank some of his favorite wine and participated in the small poetry meeting, was in a very good mood at the moment. Seeing that the light in Brother Zhu's room was still on, he walked in with a smile.

Because the two have lived together for many years, no matter how unfamiliar they were at the beginning, they are very familiar with each other now, so naturally there is no need to knock on the door extravagantly.

He pushed hard and pushed the door open: "Brother Zhu is so hardworking, are you reading at night again?"

After entering the extremely leisurely pavilion, Zhu Di never slacked off for a moment and studied all the time... Liu Qi also persuaded him to socialize more from time to time at the beginning, and then he got used to it completely.

Even after going through a lot of internal torture and condemnation just now, Zhu said that between confessing and continuing to conceal, he still chose the latter by accident.

He looked Liu Qi up and down with his usual complexion, and guessed in a relaxed tone: "Brother Liu, he must have drunk half of the jar."

"You're wrong." Liu Qi didn't notice this pre-emptive little trick played by Zhu Di, who has always been the most honest, and even didn't look into the pile of documents that was the least interesting, and said happily: "But I drank three cups!"

Zhu said that he was slightly surprised: "Brother Liu is not a huge figure, but it's the first time I've seen him get drunk so easily."

"You have a good memory." Liu Qi was quite proud of her good drinking capacity: "Today, Mr. Song got the most intoxicating Jiutanchun in the altar, and asked me to taste it. It really has great stamina. You will also try it next time. Should try..."

While listening to the chatter of Liu Qi who was drunk and had a big tongue, Zhu said that while nodding his head seriously, his eyes would look guiltyly at the letter paper that should have been dried up from time to time.

I don't know how long it took before I sent Brother Liu, who was quite interested in talking, back to the room to wash up.

Zhu said he sealed the letter carefully, but he was still secretly guilty of deliberately hiding it from Brother Liu.

This person... really can't do anything wrong.

In fact, he was clear: once Brother Liu knew about Brother Lu's letter and invitation, he would definitely make a fuss about favoring one over another, and insisted on going along.

In this way, brother Liu will be impulsively separated from his very interesting job, and brother Lu, who has no such plan, will feel embarrassed, right?

Thinking of this, Zhu, who seldom does "evil things", said that he can finally feel a little more at ease.

Zhu said that for this promise, Lu Ci had to go to the little emperor who had made a statement in advance, as well as the political affairs hall headed by Li Di and Kou Zhun, and add Lin Zhizhi, who had a close friendship with Yan Shu, who knew Zhizhi beforehand. , as soon as the new appointment is announced, it will be unimpeded all the way.

When Liu Qi got the news that made him feel like a thunderbolt, the guilty Zhu said that he had packed his bags and stood in front of him with a worried face, ready to plead guilty.

Liu Qi asked in a daze: "...when did it happen?"

When the dust settled, Zhu said that he couldn't hide it anymore, and replied honestly, "Three days ago."

"Good brother Zhu," Liu Qi, who hadn't heard any news in the past few days, took a deep breath, and said with grief and indignation, "You clearly hid it from me!"

Hate, blame him for being too gullible!

Liu Qi was so depressed that he almost beat his chest and stamped his feet.

How could he have expected that Zhu Di, who has always been open-minded, would sometimes not be a gentleman!

Zhu said that he was said to have ulterior motives, and was so ashamed that he was speechless on the spot. He could only bow his head in annoyance, and Shen acquiesced that he was wrong.

He was like a stuffy gourd, he had only lightly touched his foot, and he had already rolled far away, even if Liu Qi was full of grievances, he was blocked for a while and couldn't get out or get in.

He also decided in his heart that if he had the ability to make Zhu Shuo, a true gentleman who strictly disciplined himself, do something 'against his will', he would not think of anything other than Lu Ci.

After identifying the culprit, Liu Qi, knowing that it was too late to invite him to the border, had no choice but to sigh deeply at Zhu Shuo, who was full of guilt.

After thinking that he had successfully aroused the other party's guilt, he stomped his feet angrily and returned to the house full of depression.

As soon as the door was half closed, Zhu Shuo quietly pricked up his ears and listened intently.

What is Brother Liu going to do?

After the tables and chairs were pulled apart roughly, and there was a barbaric sound of colliding with each other, Liu Qi groaned a few times, and then came the sound of the pen tip walking on the paper, and the rustling sound of drizzle falling on the ground.

After catching this slight movement, Zhu said he immediately felt relieved.

——It’s probably because Brother Liu created a new little song to vent the depression of having nowhere to go, to accuse Mr. Lu Xiaolang of his heartlessness.

Before this new work began to circulate in the market, Zhu Yue, who had been officially appointed, had already packed his bags, rented a horse with the best feet, and hired a servant, and he was ready to live for many years. Preparations for Bianjing.

Before leaving the mansion, he deliberately went to brother Liu's bedroom, but knocked on the door several times, but there was no answer.

He guessed that Brother Liu was probably still annoyed that he didn't report his knowledge, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, so he tightened his burden belt and walked away lightly.

However, Zhu, who was riding on horseback, passed through the imperial street, and headed for the city gate, said that what he didn't know was that Liu Qi, who had gotten up before dawn, was leaning on the other side with a stinky face. By the window on the third floor of the teahouse, I opened a small bamboo curtain and looked down without saying a word.

After Zhu Shuo's figure quickly disappeared around the corner of the road, Liu Qi looked away and hummed softly.

Do you think this will make him give up?

wishful thinking!

As soon as he left the west city gate, Zhu Shuo, who had just passed by the station stationed in the horse, was summoned by a traveler who was born big and three thick, with big arms and round waists.

"My lord," this man's appearance and demeanor are full of roughness, but his speech is gentle, and he first bowed to Zhu Shuo meticulously: "May I forgive you for asking?"

Zhu said slightly stunned: "But it doesn't matter."

"Thank you, sir." When he was speaking, the man raised his eyes, looked at Zhu Shuo generously, and suddenly smiled: "If I expected it, you have the surname Zhu, and you are going to Qinzhou now? "

Zhu said that his identity was revealed in one word, although he didn't understand the reason, he just nodded slightly, and said calmly: "I haven't had time to ask your name and surname in the future."

The other party grinned: "My surname is Zhang Mingkang, and I am also ordered to go to Qinzhou."

It turned out that after Zhang Kang finally got his wish, he hurriedly packed his bags and rented a horse without even applauding the imperial edict.

Because he thought his family would be slow, he simply brought a servant and those well-read books, and then sent someone to talk to his brother, and he was ready to go on the road in a light and simple manner.

The reason why he will wait at this inn today is that before he left, a friend kindly reminded him that since he intended to hurry early, he should still have time to go with the kind and taciturn Zhu Xiwen.

Although Zhang Kang was impatient to associate with those fake polite and moral people, and had never heard of Zhu Shuo, but when he learned that the other party did not talk to him all the way, and also had a close friendship with his immediate superior, Shangguan Lu Ci, he took it for granted. A little bit of interest was ignited.

Although his appearance was rough, how could he be a reckless man if he could win the second place in the palace examination?

It's just too lazy to deal with it, too lazy to be smart.

Seeing that Zhu said that he set off early as soon as he got the edict, unlike those who were reluctant to procrastinate and leave before the deadline, it made Zhang Kang feel a little better.

Furthermore, Zhang Kang thought to himself that although Qinzhou is neither big nor small, the possibility of working with Zhu Shuo in the future is very small, but it is very important to be able to ask about Lu Ci.

Even if they couldn't get along, at most they just endured the journey.

——With such a wishful thinking, Zhang Kang, without any precautions, listened to the rumors that Zhu Xiwen, who was "reticent and devoted to reading", blew Lu Ci rainbow farts all the way.