Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

Lu Ci was the closest, and he clearly saw that Di Qing fell into a state of rage almost instantly. After killing the assassin with two sharp swords, he rushed towards the besieging other officials like a hungry tiger. party assassins.

Lu Ci didn't even have time to perform 'panic', and his face was numb and dazed: "..."

Faced with this situation, he moved his lips slightly, rubbed the center of his brows, and sighed weakly in his heart.

——After the calf, the arrangements are all in vain.

However, Di Qing's appearance here was really out of his plan, and Di Qing's bravery was beyond everyone's imagination.

Regardless of whether he will point out Di Qing and call him to his side, given the insignificant distance between him and the other party at that time, it is impossible to change the current situation.

This is probably God's will.

After relaxing his mind, Lu Ci once again thought of the reason why Di Qing was furious so desperately. Apart from laughing and laughing, he was only moved.

Lu Ci looked around the chaotic situation, coughed three times, and then stopped the other guards who were dressed in civilian clothes and arranged in the dark by him early in the morning, and who had even half-rushed over, continued to move forward.

Why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken?

Seeing Di Qing's ferocious posture in the midst of lightning and thunder, his strike is a life-threatening one, it's like throwing a vicious tiger into the flock of sheep, it's unbearable to watch.

When the Qinzhou guards patrolling the street quickly noticed the movement and came to help in shock, Di Qing had already killed five people in a row and was covered in blood. The other four party members fought fiercely.

The party assassins were killed by Cheng Yaojin who came out of this rampage, and he didn't even scratch the oily skin of Song officials, let alone hacked people.

They hated Di Qing so much, they wanted to get rid of the killing star so they could talk about other things, but they didn't expect the reinforcements to come so fast, and when they realized from the rush of blood in their brains, no matter how much they wanted to leave, they couldn't leave It's hopeless.

What made Lu Ci a little relieved was that the little raccoon slave who ruined the plan he had arranged so hard still remembered to keep two alive - although looking at the expression on Di Qing's face, he wished to tear the other party into pieces on the spot .

Facing the kidnapped Dangxiang assassin, Lu Ci nodded slightly: "Send him to prison, and then send someone to notify Gongshou."

Although it was not Lu Ci's turn to do the torture himself, he had issued many orders, and there was no such thing as soft-heartedness.

However, he ordered people to put these assassins in 'without trace', and kept a close eye on the whereabouts of these assassins, so as to figure out the assassination plan clearly, and deliberately sold such a big loophole, planning to get slightly injured, After he was ready to build momentum, what he knew more clearly was...

These people's knowledge is limited, and the interrogation is serious, so they can spit out so little information.

Talking is better than nothing.

After lightly sending him to prison for torture by Zhang Kang, Lu Ci patted Di Qing's tense shoulders with a smile, like comforting a cat that had been greatly stimulated, and praised him sincerely. Said: "Young brother is so mighty."

Before the age of the weak crown, once the sword is out of the sheath, it can easily take the head of the enemy, coupled with the unstoppable powerful momentum, isn't it extremely powerful?

The aura that has been bloody and bloody in the battlefield can't be banned even if it is tempered in the training ground.

When taking the enemy's life, Di Qing never hesitated for a moment every time he struck, only when he thought it was not cruel enough.

After being praised like this, Di Qing's ears blushed honestly before he could react.

Lu Ci didn't look at his hair-covered ears, but his eyes were soft and his pupils were tight. Di Qing, who was still in a state of being ready to re-enter the battle at any time, looked at him with a smile on his lips.

It was obvious that Di Qing still had a vicious look at this time, which made the surrounding people feel cold, but he was strangely unaware that there was nothing wrong with it, on the contrary, he was very happy.

Di Qing was worried about his safety, and in order to stand up to protect him, he ended up with a hideous face and a mess all over his body. How could he turn his head around, afraid of a sincere child who wants to protect his good raccoon slave?

He couldn't hold back, and teased softly: "The shy little raccoon slave back then has become a big bug now."

To the astonishment of the surrounding people, this gentleman, who was still full of murderous aura, felt as if he had just woken up from a nightmare after being slapped lightly by Lu Jiedu, his body shook suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Ci, who was closest to him, miraculously watched his aura shrinking and becoming softer and softer...

But in the blink of an eye, he was back to the nervous little raccoon slave he was familiar with.

Lu Ci let out a strange 'Yo Ha', and took the time to say: "I was wrong. How could Di Dachong be so shy so easily? He is clearly a big raccoon slave."

He just habitually made jokes about the thin-skinned younger brother, but he didn't know that at this moment, he was enlightened, he was at the stage of the most vigorous energy, and the little man who looked at the clothes he wore could turn red in his mind, but Cheng A pile of bad scrap that would scare the two of them.

Di Qing thought wildly: Big must be bigger, everything is bigger than before...

... If he can really be like that hateful raccoon slave he raised before, he really wishes for it...

...not only can shamelessly break into the grandfather's bedroom, climb onto the grandfather's bed, be hugged by the grandfather in a good mood with a smile, and share the same bed...but also use the grandfather as a climbing frame to get intimate and wanton, climbing Climb up and down...and hug the grandfather's siblings, slender neck...and lick...

Thanks to the blood stains of many party soldiers on his face, even though his cheeks were blushing in public, no one noticed.

Only Lu Ci, who was the most sensitive and understood him best, could not help revealing a thoughtful expression when he could see some clues from his twinkling eyes.

I don't know if he is overthinking...

Judging by Di Dachong's reaction, it seems a bit subtle?

In the past, he didn't think in that direction at all, but as long as he was a little suspicious, with Lu Ci's mind and spirit, he would naturally be able to easily connect many daily details as evidence for his guess.

What's more, when Di Qing fell in love at the beginning, all reactions could not be more direct. In Lu Ci's eyes, that pitiful cover-up was basically the same as Qi Guoben.

He was so engrossed in his thoughts that even when Teng Zongliang, who knew the inside story, suppressed his worries and hurriedly asked him, looked him up and down, and touched him non-stop, he was still thinking about it. Di Qing's side.

Teng Zongliang asked for a long time but didn't get a response. I remember that there was smoke coming from the top of his head. When he looked up, he saw Lu Ci's fuzzy look, and he was so angry: "Lu Yuyu!"

"Hey." Lu Ci reluctantly withdrew his thoughts, and could no longer be perfunctory in reply: "What's the matter?"

Teng Zongliang: "..."

If he wanted to kill this little glutton one day, it would definitely not be his fault.

Teng Zongliang said coldly: "It's nothing, but I wonder why you haven't burned yourself because you are keen on playing with fire."

Seeing that he was really angry, Lu Ci stopped thinking about Di Qing.

He smiled at his friend, took the initiative to pour a bowl of tea for the other party, as a gift of peace, and said in a gentle voice: "Just now I was thinking about more important things, I didn't hear Brother Teng's question clearly, it really shouldn't be, now I only have a bowl of rough tea , Brother Teng, please accept my apology."

Facing Shang Luci's extremely beautiful eyes that were shining brightly at the moment, Teng Zongliang, who was still full of anger just now and determined to ignore him, softened a lot unconsciously.

Especially when he thought about Brother Liu, who was far away in Bianjing, who was rushing to take this anger, but was still disliked by Lu Ci, he immediately calmed down.

Teng Zongliang snorted softly, and took the tea rudely without holding on for too long: "What are you thinking about? Can it be more important than your own safety?"

As early as when Lu Ci insisted on making this plan and insisted on betting his own safety, he firmly opposed it.

However, no matter how hard he tried to obstruct it, it didn't work at all, and was forced by Lu Ci to refuse to get involved, so he could only hold back and wait anxiously, which made him full of complaints.

Lu Ci took off his coat slowly, revealing the armor inside which was sewn with rare materials collected by craftsmen and took more than half a month: "It's not that I don't want you to get involved, but that this armor is too Difficult to make, time is limited, and I can't make a second one for you."

Although it is impossible to compare with the body armor of later generations, and it does not have the miraculous effect of invulnerability in martial arts novels, it is still enough to protect the vitals from being easily cut.

In addition, he also arranged a large number of elite guards to follow, and a few assassins could not cause much harm to him.

Seeing that Lu Ci's clothes and his fine skin and tender flesh were in good condition, and his face was indifferent, unlike Ji Cheng's happy look, Teng Zongliang raised his eyebrows, and was really curious: "Why, is there still you in the world, Daxian Lu?" The miracle that arrived?"

Although he objected, he also knew that with Lu Ci's prudence and planning, this matter should be a sure thing.

How did it fail?

Just now he almost offended someone, so Lu Ci was naturally not going to show off at this time, and said helplessly, "I bumped into Di Damaoer halfway."

Teng Zongliang opened his eyes wide in astonishment.

Seeing that the person hadn't reacted yet, Lu Ci calmly picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said coldly, "Okay, what are you pretending to do? Just laugh if you want to."

As soon as the words fell, an unconcealable smile quickly spread across Teng Zongliang's face, until he couldn't hold back any longer, and laughed loudly: "Hahahahahaha——you Lu Taotie, you actually fell into my hands this day!"

Lu Ci is fine.

Since one plan fails, then another plan will do.Why bother with the past?

What's more, it's better to be in Di Qing's hands than to be in someone else's hands.

What made him care more was another thing.

Lu Ci waited patiently for the other party's wild laughter to end before he suddenly asked his friend who was out of breath: "Don't say anything else, brother Teng, you right……"

He originally wanted to say 'old husband and young wife', but felt that it was too straightforward, so he simply changed to a more euphemistic word: "A pear tree presses a crabapple, what do you think?"

He didn't remember who the original author was at all. After asking, Teng Zongliang was about to make a statement, but Teng Zongliang was already puzzled, and tears of laughter were still shining in the corner of his eyes: "Why did you suddenly ask such a strange thing?"

Lu Ci opened his mouth.

He originally wanted to say something, but after seeing his friend's eyes full of gossip, he decisively changed his mind again and didn't want to say anything.

As for Teng Zongliang, a bad friend, he is definitely not the one to discuss matters.

Facing Teng Zongliang who gradually came to his senses, with his curious eyes, he said calmly: "Oh, I just suddenly remembered that Brother Liu once asked in a letter whether your little lady was ever married."

Liu Qide had indeed asked this question, but it was on behalf of Yan Shu's youngest son next door, and even on a whim.

And it was half a year ago, but he forgot to mention it to Teng Zongliang at that time.

It fell into the ears of Teng Zongliang, who loves his daughters like his life, and it was like a barrel of oil that was ignited—his eyes spewed fire, and he went upstairs angrily. Seven went.

Leave Lu Ci quiet and continue to think about Di Qing.

He is now sure that the little raccoon slave will have those reactions, and he is definitely in love with him secretly.

There was an unconscious smile on the corner of Lu Ci's lips, and he suddenly let out a soft laugh.

Regarding this point, he can be said to have full confidence, it is impossible to make a mistake.

However, Xiao Diqing's little white thoughts were put aside.

The key point is that since modern times, the self who has been "talking about love, but has never been moved", after realizing this, did not feel disgusted and repulsed at all, and even felt that he was desperately protecting himself and putting his safety at risk. Xiao Di Qing, who is more important than life, fights bloody battles, and is unsurpassed in martial arts, is very handsome and valiant...

What's even more unbelievable is that it also made him feel...loved.