Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

Gao Jixuan wanted to tease him again, the young and mature brother Di, who turned the supposedly vigorous 16-year-old into an octogenarian, but the next moment, he was terribly frightened.

Facing his ramblings, Di Qing didn't know what to think of at first, and his eyes were dull.

Immediately, there was a strong unbelievable emotion, and he stood up suddenly, knocked him away, and then came to the wall of the barracks in a trance, and slammed his forehead hard on the head!

"Boom-boom-boom"

The sound of the real impact made one's scalp tingle, and it quickly brought Gao and Yang, who had been stunned, to their senses. They hurriedly stepped forward, pressing their shoulders one by one to block it, and it was as if they suddenly went crazy. Di Qing didn't bump his forehead into a bloody mess.

Even so, the large red and swollen forehead was shocking enough.

After finally stopping the person, Gao Jixuan was almost stupid, and he didn't know whether to call him or continue to suppress him, but Yang Wenguang was the first to recover, and when Di Qing was no longer struggling, he was very angry at Gao Jixuan. He knocked hard on the forehead and reprimanded: "You're just talking nonsense!"

Although he didn't know why the normally prudent Di Qing reacted so fiercely, but Gao Jixuan, who was always talking nonsense, was to blame.

Even Gao Jixuan, who suffered from this heavy chisel, did not dare to speak out for the first time, and just stared at Di Qing who was still in a trance.

Yang Wenguang leaned over and asked Di Qing in a low voice: "Brother Di, can you still hear me?"

Di Qing's whole body was stiff and motionless.

Yang Wenguang had no choice but to raise his eyes to Gao Jixuan who was at a loss: "Go and invite the doctor, and you have to send someone quickly to inform Lu Jiedu."

Gao Jixuan was terribly frightened. Hearing Yang Wenguang's words, as if he had found the backbone, he quickly nodded in response and was about to run out.

Unexpectedly, Di Qing, who caught the key word 'Lu Jiedu', came back to his senses faster than anyone else, and quickly stopped: "Don't go!"

Gao Jixuan, who had already run to the door, was frightened by the shout, and dared not move again.

Yang Wenguang was slightly surprised, and quickly released the restraint on Di Qing, allowing him to stand up who was gradually exerting force, and asked cautiously: "Brother Di has recovered? What happened just now?"

How could he be like a ghost, when provoked by Gao Jixuan, who has never kept the door open, he would go crazy for no reason.

But Di Qing had troubles to speak of.

He just suddenly realized that he has been harboring ulterior and unreasonable thoughts about his grandfather for a long time... Isn't the shock in his heart like being hit by a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and he can't recover for a long time?

It's just that such a terrible secret can't be told to them.

Di Qing tried his best to keep calm, and replied succinctly: "I have been thinking about the war for a long time, and I am a little upset. Fang Yu lost his composure just now. I am really sorry for scaring you, but it has nothing to do with you. I hope you don't call others know."

After saying this with a blank face, he was afraid that his little secrets would be exposed, he could barely suppress his confusion, and he didn't care about treating the wound on his head, so he lay down on the bed with all his clothes on, and went to sleep.

Gao Jixuan, who thought he had caused a catastrophe, looked at each other in dismay with Yang Wenguang, trying to suppress his uneasiness, and did not spread it to the whole camp.

And Di Qing, who hid her whole body in the quilt, which was airtight, felt as uncomfortable as going up a mountain of knives or going down into a sea of ​​fire.

He doesn't show it on the surface, but in his heart he is fighting with heaven and man.

On the one hand, he hated himself for being inferior to a beast, but he had such wishful thinking towards such a generous and friendly grandfather.

On the one hand, he harbored a 'bad' thought that he didn't dare to think about: a person as good as the grandfather, naturally deserves a wholehearted partner who is willing to risk his life for him.

However, there are so many weak women in the world, they don't depend on their father-in-law to survive like a dodder flower, and there are very few women who need their father-in-law to protect them from wind and rain.

I'm afraid I won't be able to find anyone who can throw his head and blood on behalf of the grandfather, and kill him with a knife in his side.

Thinking of this, Di Qing felt the pain of his thick skin melting from the fire, and at the same time felt a little bit of peace of mind.

—but he can.

He is willing, and sooner or later he will be able to hold the grandfather in his hands.

Then use this decent body of flesh and blood to properly protect this unique treasure.

—Hey, he is so shameless!

As soon as this idea came to mind, Di Qing was so ashamed that she couldn't help but rolled back and forth on the bed wrapped in a quilt.

Just rolling back to rolling, cursing to cursing, but this thought uncontrollably became clearer, stronger, and more justified in my mind.

As for Gao Jixuan and Yang Wenguang, who had been carefully watching his every move, this series of strange twists and turns of Di Qing made them feel more and more frightened the more they watched.

Why are you rolling around silently on the couch?

If it was Gao Jixuan who was rolling, Yang Wenguang might not even bother to take a look.

But on Di Qing's body, it can be called earth-shattering.

After all, Di Qing has always been serious, at most he was more popular in front of Lu Jiedu, but he has never been so crazy!

Especially Gao Jixuan, who thought he was the culprit, felt even more restless.

... Sure enough, I still have to find a doctor to take a look?

The two looked at each other in silence, then combined their eyes, and quickly reached a consensus.

Although listening to Di Qing's words just now, he seemed to be in a clear state of mind, but seeing his actions, he really didn't seem to be normal.

Gao Jixuan tiptoed out of the barracks and ran towards where the doctor was.

After a while, he brought over the doctor who paid much attention to this matter, not to mention, he did not forget to send someone to inform Lu Ci.

Gao Jixuan was thoughtful: Lu Jiedu always valued Di Qing, so he definitely didn't like them hiding it.

So not long after the flushed Di Qing was forcibly pulled out of the bed by a few strong soldiers, amidst the flushed shame and anger, he welcomed the caring and worried Gongzu.

Looking at the worried Gao Jixuan in the crowd, Di Qing's eyes turned black with hatred, and his teeth itched.

When this matter is over, he must kill the disobedient and self-assertive Gao Jixuan!

Gao Jixuan shivered inexplicably, and quickly hid behind Yang Wenguang.

"Why is your face so red?" Lu Ci frowned. Regardless of the dissuasion of the people around him, he stretched out his hand and tested the temperature with the back of his hand, only to be startled by the rising heat: "It's so hot!"

After another look, I found something wrong again, and couldn't help asking: "Why is the forehead still swollen?"

Yang Wenguang said in a low voice, "I knocked on the wall just now."

It's so good, why would it hit the wall?

Lu Ci frowned, and before he had time to ask, the eyes of the doctor who had been standing by the side without saying a word flashed in his eyes, he pretended to stroke his long beard, and said firmly: "According to people, Di Lang has not looked the same since he returned to the camp today. That's right, seeing the symptoms of arrhythmia, flushed face, sweating, and absent-minded eyes, I'm afraid it's due to a cold."

It's not surprising if you bump your head because of fatigue and weakness in your limbs.

He wasn't quite sure at first, but when he saw Di Qing's performance after Jiedu came, he was sure.

Lu Ci didn't know that the army had invited a Mongolian doctor, so he believed it most of the time.

He nodded helplessly, stroked Di Qing's sweaty forehead, and sighed: "You, you are usually too aggressive, you have to rest when you should."

For Di Qing's desperate efforts during training, he usually sees it in his eyes.

Not to mention that after the training, in order not to miss the Chinese class, he still needs to read at night and write articles to practice his hands.

In this way, the remaining rest time is pitifully small, no matter how powerful a person is, he can't withstand the exhaustion of months and months.

Thinking that he was one of the culprits who forced people to go forward, Lu Ci felt guilty in his heart, determined to wait for people to get better, and cut his homework in half first.

Di Qing was silent.

He only thought with horror... If Gongzu touches it any further, he will have to burn himself alive.

Fortunately, Gongzu's light and cool hand didn't stay on his forehead for too long before it was removed.

Before Di Qingsong breathed a sigh of relief, he heard the grandfather order in that extremely melodious voice: "Move him back to my mansion. If you stay here, I'm afraid you won't be able to raise him for a few days, and you will go to him again." Went to the school grounds."

What Lu Ci was thinking was, is there no saying in ordinary times that people who get sick rarely get sick more often?

No, the person who was fine when we parted, suddenly became ill like a mountain, and suddenly became a soft sick cat.

Although he couldn't take care of it himself due to his busy schedule, but under his nose, Di Qing would definitely be much more honest if he glanced at him from time to time.

Di Qing half-closed his eyes weakly. At this moment, he just wanted to slam his head against the wall to death.

Seeing with his own eyes that the little raccoon slave was moved back to his territory, Lu Ci felt relieved.

He still had work to do, and after instructing his servants to make the medicine and make arrangements for those who should take turns to take care of him throughout the night, he ignored Di Qing for a while, and went back to the study first.

Zhang Kang is a person sent by the official with high hopes (Zhao Zhen: I really don't have one), and now that he has made some achievements, it is natural to let the court know as soon as possible, and also make the little emperor happy. 'Tim' light.

At this time, Di Qing, who was unable to get off the tiger, dared not move at all during the process of being carried just now, for fear of being discovered that he was actually as strong as a calf, which would lead to countless troublesome facts.

As soon as Gongzu left, he breathed out the breath he had been holding up all the time, and his body was as red as boiled shrimp, and gradually faded away.

He actually deceived his father-in-law who cared for him!

Not only that, but he also wanted to do that kind of thing to a humble gentleman like Gongzu and a noble person like a jade leaf...

Di Qing didn't dare to think about it, for fear of having an inappropriate reaction again.

His heart was also surrounded by a deep sense of guilt, and his head lay powerlessly on the soft pillow, and his disgust for his despicable self was so strong that he couldn't speak for a moment.

Perhaps it was this strong sense of guilt that caused him to accidentally see through his true thoughts for a long time. In addition, the weather has been alternating hot and cold recently, so he did suffer from a bit of cold... Early the next morning, he suffered from insomnia all night, Di Qing, who wanted to explain clearly no matter what, felt top-heavy and limp all over as soon as he got up.

This is a good time, don't worry about how to lie.

Di Qing couldn't laugh or cry.

...he was really sick.