Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

At the second watch, the moonlight is faint, and the ink clouds are light.

Di Qing's mood was like a rocker, ups and downs following every move of the narrow rower.

Even though he knew that the grandfather asked him to make fun of him, he tried his best to calm down and replied seriously: "Grandfather was joking. My strength is meager. So far, I have always been favored by my grandfather. The one used by the ancestors is really lucky for three lives, and if you can't ask for it, how can you refuse it?"

Hearing such a straightforward and sincere answer, Lu Ci stopped.

This person is too honest, teasing him not only lacks the original intention of bickering, but also gives rise to a rare sense of 'guilty' for bullying others.

Before Lu Ci could say anything more, Di Qing summoned up his courage and obediently stretched out his other arm to show his 'sincerity'.

It's like a big cat that has been teased by its owner and is overwhelmed. It spreads flatteringly on the ground, revealing its soft belly generously, allowing people to rub it.

Lu Ci: "..."

Di Qingyuan thought that he would only move closer so that his grandfather could 'use' it.

But when he moved slowly halfway, he saw that the grandfather didn't respond at all, and somehow became more courageous.

By chance, he held his breath, and carefully placed his palm on the back of the hand that Lu Ci casually placed by his side.

At the moment when the almost scalding body temperature gently pressed against the slightly cool skin, both of them couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Di Qing was completely guilty of being a thief, and put all his attention on the contact part.

After he finally had the courage to complete this incredible 'feat', he let out a sigh of relief in his heart, completely unaware of the subtlety and bewilderment that passed through the eyes of his grandfather.

Just before Lu Ci was obedient to Di Qing's obedience and bullying, he felt dumbfounded, when the back of his hand was touched by the warm palm, he suddenly felt a feeling like an electric shock, which made his heart throb along with it.

Lu Ci couldn't help being stunned.

Di Qing was completely unaware of Gongzu's stupefaction, and resisted the embarrassment that was about to explode with red cheeks, and said firmly in a low voice: "... If Gongzu thinks it's not enough, he actually has one arm."

After saying this, he didn't dare to speak again, but waited anxiously for Gongzu's reply.

Lu Ci was silent for a long time before he pretended to be relaxed and teased: "That's right. One arm is enough for a pillow, and another one is not too much. Anyway, it is strong and solid, and it is not greasy and white. It is suitable for the cook to make a roasted sheepskin Meat, so you don’t need to sell it from the hotel by candlelight.”

Di Qing was slightly taken aback.

Hearing this familiar joking tone, the unspeakable and even unknowingly charming thoughts in his heart dissipated a lot like a frightened swan goose.

After concentrating on it for a while, Di Qing replied seriously: "If it is really cooked by roasting, this arm may not be the best choice, but at least two points of fat should be left so that it does not appear dry and hard, which is more in line with the grandfather's preference."

Only lean meat, without a trace of fat, how can the taste be so good?

He himself didn't pay much attention to it, but his grandfather always wanted to eat finer food, so he would definitely not like it.

"..."

Lu Ci, who was talking nonsense just to spread out that strange little affection, was rarely rendered speechless by the more serious Di Qing.

After a while, he laughed and said: "You are becoming more and more eloquent. Since you have a lot of research on cooking methods, why don't you quickly fatten up your arm and send it to the cook to teach her how to cook it?"

The corners of Di Qing's lips raised slightly, but he responded without thinking.

The indescribable subtle feeling in Lu Ci's heart could not help but grow stronger.

... He clearly has the upper hand, so why is it so weird as if he was turned around by the little raccoon slave and pampered generously?

Not right, not right.

He barely suppressed his complicated thoughts, and continued to make fun of Di Qing without thinking.

Soon the other party's speech was tense and knotted, as if he couldn't stand it anymore, he suddenly came back to his senses and hurriedly 'forgive' him.

The room fell into silence for a while.

Di Qing was completely unaware of Gongzu's little chaos at the moment.

He was busy secretly tasting the sweet honey that overflowed his heart alone.

When he was finally satisfied, he remembered the question that he missed because he was distracted, and couldn't help asking, "I don't know what the grandfather asked just now?"

Lu Ci glanced at him, and didn't bother him any more, but asked the question again plainly.

After becoming an official...

Di Qing was in a daze.

After several times of tempering on the battlefield, although he is self-effacing, he also knows that as long as he does not make mistakes and waits for the system with peace of mind, he will be a sure thing to become an official.

Before, he only wanted to keep his feet on the ground and walk step by step, and he never put his mind in such a distant direction.

But since Gongzu asked, he had no reason to talk nonsense, but thought about it seriously.

His heart skipped a beat when the first thought leaped to him.

What do you want to do?

——Of course I want to be with my grandfather for a long time.

Although he has no idea what to do after being together for a long time.

But he is absolutely sure that as long as he can be with his grandfather, no matter what he does, he is willing to do it.

However, this answer is either regarded as rude and offensive, or as a childish joke, so it cannot be announced.

Di Qing couldn't help being embarrassed.

Of course he didn't want to fabricate a lie to deceive his grandfather.

And with the grandfather's sharp eyes, even if he tried his best to make these superficial tricks, he would definitely be seen through at a glance.

But his true intentions are far from being spoken out.

Hearing that he had been silent, Lu Ci knew that the serious little raccoon slave was thinking carefully, so he didn't urge him, but closed his eyes with a slight smile, and waited relaxedly while resting his mind.

After some time, Di Qing finally spoke after careful consideration.

He used his quick wit, and finally chose the method of deliberately not naming names, but expressing his true thoughts: "I wish to stand side by side with the sage at the top of the temple, to control the water and soil, and to keep the peace of the country; When the rivers and lakes are far away, you can swim with the arms of the sweetheart, get drunk and have fun together, and eat at the same table..."

Speaking of this, Di Qing's cheeks became redder and hotter, but she still insisted on finishing speaking: "Sleep together."

Fortunately, the night was dark, only relying on the hazy moonlight, Gongzu should not be able to tell the change in his face, right?

Moreover, Gongzu would definitely not be able to guess that he would be so bold that what he was referring to was none other than Gongzu.

Looking at the nervous and shy Di Qing, she obviously didn't know that she was worrying for nothing.

After hearing Di Qing's sincere confession, Lu Ci lowered his eyes uncomfortably.

After feeling a slight heat gradually climbed to the pinna, he blinked slightly awkwardly.

How is this going?

Lu Ci was inexplicable.

Maybe people's shyness is also contagious.

When he realized that Di Qing was a typical young Mu Ai's symptom, even though Lu Ci thought he had a thick skin... he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Due to the interference of this indescribable factor, he didn't realize at all that it was not at all possible for him to become the top person who "stand shoulder to shoulder and guard the rivers and mountains" that Di Qing, who is constantly striving towards the goal of "Confucian general", refers to. It may be some woman.

At this moment, facing Di Qing who was obviously shy, he moved his eyes away unnaturally, and stopped looking at the handsome little raccoon slave who was gently reflected by the faint moonlight.

Hey!

Little raccoon slave, this is clearly...

Lu Ci, who claimed to be someone who came here, followed him shyly for no reason for a while, then Fang coughed lightly, and said lightly, "We've been chatting for a long time, let's take a break."

——He, a single dog who is not young, will learn from this lesson in the future, so stop looking for excitement.

Although he felt a little disappointed because he didn't get a clear answer from his grandfather to his little temptation, Di Qing couldn't help being happy that he had successfully dealt with this test.

It's just that Di Qing, who has always been obedient to Lu Ci, didn't follow his words this time, and simply responded with 'yes'.

Even he didn't know how he, who didn't dare to reveal the slightest bit of ambition in the early days and only approached tiptoely, became more and more courageous.But when Gongzu made it clear that he wanted to rest, he still couldn't hold back and asked: "I don't know when Gongzu intends to get married?"

Lu Ci originally wanted to joke instinctively, "Youth of Spring is good as a matchmaker", but the words clearly reached his lips, but strangely, he turned into a frank confession: "I have no sweetheart, and I have no intention of getting married."

There are many reasons why he has been reluctant to get married.

Since he intends to follow the path of a pure minister in the eyes of the officials, he does not want to easily form a clique because of a well-calculated in-law relationship; he is also used to being single all along, prefers freedom, and does not want to have too much concern; In the eyes of the people of the Song Dynasty, the gentle and graceful ladies and married ladies are all in the out-and-out age of cardamom in his eyes.

To Lu Ci, if he got involved with that childish cardamom girl, it would be a double damage to the law and morality in his cognition.

In his view, although there is a saying in the world that "do as the Romans do", but for those who have been receiving modern education, influenced by modern concepts, and have never violated laws and disciplines, simply because of changes in the environment, they will deviate from the education they have received over the years. The influence is almost unimaginable.

Especially if you know that premature marriage and childbirth are harmful to the body of both the man and the woman, it is even more impossible to commit the crime knowingly.

Coupled with his busy schedule, he is doomed to be frequently reassigned and needs to move frequently. If there are family members whose wealth and life depend on him, it is not easy to drag the family with him every time, and it is not easy to follow him around.

But these reasons are difficult to explain clearly to Di Qing.

Fortunately, one thing after another, no matter how many icemen want to match him, after being sent away by him for the first time, if they want to make a comeback, they will not be able to follow this distant Qinzhou.

And in this city of Qinzhou, he is the supreme officer, who would dare to be a matchmaker for him?

This allowed him to have more than two years of peace.

——Yu Diqing, that one alone is actually enough.

After hearing Gongzu's answer, Di Qing's heart, which was hanging in the air, immediately fell to the ground safely, and even jumped up uncontrollably.

Grandpa never lied.

At this moment, he heard Lu Ci whispering: "The question has already been asked, and the answer has been answered. May I ask the younger brother who cares about the elder brother's backyard, would you like to rest now?"

Di Qing quickly regained consciousness: "Thank you, Grandpa."

Lu Ci snorted softly, closed his eyes, and simply put aside the confusion that he didn't want to understand, and continued to warm his exposed side face with Di Qing's palm - if he made a special trip If you move Di Qing's hand away, wouldn't it be an attempt to hide the truth, and that there is no 300 taels of silver here--sleep at ease again.

Only Di Qing, who was secretly happy, stared at the sky with a pair of sparkling eyes, unable to sleep all night.