Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

Because of the arrival of the little emperor, it inevitably took most of Lu Ci's attention away, so much so that he neglected to pay attention to Di Qing who had broken his 'drinking ring' for the first time.

Gao Jixuan was originally a very troublesome person. After a few cups of yellow soup, his skills improved to a higher level. Even Yang Wenguang's sarcastic remarks could not stop him.

In addition, there was Liu Qi, who always had a lot of drinks, who claimed to be drunk after a thousand cups. The two boasted to each other, and they even drank with Di Qing without knowing it.

Most of Di Qing's thoughts were still on Lu Ci, but his lord had to take care of the little official's family who slipped out of the palace for the first time, so he had no time to distract.

The three of them gathered together, chatting about endless topics, while changing cups and cups, they called ten altars and nine cloud springs, and they soon bottomed out.

Di Qing was drinking the wine absent-mindedly, and what he took as a deaf ear was Liu Qi who took advantage of Lu Ci's unpreparedness and slipped out of the door and added another ten altars.

As soon as his wine cup was empty, Gao Jixuan would help him fill it up immediately, so he didn't have much time to spare.

When Gao Jixuan felt a little drunk, Liu Qi also felt the heat on his cheeks gradually rising, and when he looked at Di Qing who was calmly preparing to continue drinking, he finally became a little worried.

"Brother Qing," Liu Qiyi thought that he and Gao Jixuan, such indiscriminate bastards, were the chief culprits of getting Di Qing drunk, so he couldn't help feeling guilty for a while, and tentatively said, "You...you are drunk. gone?"

Hearing this, Di Qing, who had lowered his head just now, suddenly raised his eyes, the eyes directly facing him were clear and sharp, and he spoke firmly: "Never."

"Young brother is really amazing!"

Without the panic that the little Taotie who held vengeance would settle accounts afterwards, Liu Qi secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and praised indiscriminately: "I'm not just talking nonsense, you are second only to me in drinking capacity, and you will be able to easily capture all kinds of gatherings in the future. Compared with Taotie, the blue is better than the blue..."

Di Qing'an listened quietly, and shook his head after a while: "No way."

He had always spoken very little, but his blunt words now did not arouse the vigilance of the half-drunk Liu Qi at all, and he was still chattering endlessly.

Di Qing stared at the half-full cup with a serious face all the time, and remained motionless. After an unknown period of time, he suddenly got up and was about to go out.

Lu Ci kept looking at him from the corner of his eye, and seeing him walking out without saying a word, he couldn't help asking, "Where is Young Brother going?"

Di Qing stopped immediately, turned around, and said calmly, "The hut."

Lu Ci tilted his head, looked at his unshakable figure for a while, then quickly relaxed, and teased him with a smile: "This place will be here in the future, do you still remember the location?"

Di Qing paused, as if he was seriously thinking about this question, and nodded after a while: "I still remember."

Although the Fan Building will be repaired and maintained regularly, the overall layout will not change.

Di Qing really managed to find the latrine, and after pushing away a group of drunken guests, he remembered to rub his hands carefully with soap balls before walking straight back to the private room.

Seeing that he hadn't been there for a long time, and found the right way back to the private room by himself, Lu Ci was completely relieved, and continued to take care of him, who was very new to everything, and was dragging him to ask the colorful showgirls waiting for customers in the corridor. Little emperor.

The positions on both sides of him have long been occupied by people: on the left is Liu Qi, who has already limply tilted half of his body on Lu Ci's body, completely lost his seated figure, and is fighting with Gao Jixuan for wine; on the right is Di Qing, and later Then he became a little emperor who came in temporarily.

"You—hey!"

Liu Qi suddenly exclaimed.

Lu Ci looked sideways subconsciously: "What's wrong?"

As a result, when he turned around, it was not Liu Qi who was flushed from drinking and half drunk and half awake, but Di Qing's calm and handsome profile.

Liu Qi rubbed her aching shoulders from being scratched, grinned and complained, "Brother Qing, you're sitting in the wrong seat!"

The chair that was considered spacious when sitting alone suddenly squeezed out two big men, and it was the extremely powerful Di Qing who ruthlessly pushed him to the side and almost fell off the chair, how could he be better off!

Although Di Qing was quite helpless towards Liu Qi who didn't play cards according to common sense, but in the end, most of them were respectful. When was there a time when he made such a disrespectful act for no reason?

Without hesitation, Lu Ci's heart turned to his lover who had always been an obedient card. He raised his eyebrows and asked Liu Qi, "Brother Liu, did you bully my younger brother while I was not paying attention?"

"How can I bully him!"

Inexplicably, a black pot was put on the forehead, and the drunk lady Liu immediately became excited. She slapped the table and sprinkled it decently: "It would be fine if it was three or four years ago, but now he doesn't know what he ate, and he is taller." If this is the case, I still won the first place in the bow and horse test, how can I afford to bully him!"

That's the reason, but seeing Di Qing's seriousness, not making the slightest excuse, just sitting quietly, Lu Ci still expressed some doubts about Liu Qi's words: "Oh? Not as good as you."

"what--"

Liu Qi's mind was not clear after drinking, but after being wronged, she couldn't help but grab the back of Lu Ci's hand in anger, and wanted to slap her to vent her anger.

How could he bear this grievance!

As a result, as soon as he grasped the back of Lu Ci's hand that was placed on the table, before he had time to pull it to him, he was surrounded by a big palm that suddenly covered him.

Lu Ci and Liu Qigu were taken aback.

Relying on the absolute advantage of big frame and wide palms, Di Qing first pressed both hands together, and then slowly began to peel Liu Qi's palm from the back of Lu Ci's hand with an extremely dedicated attitude. 'Open the process.

Liu Qi's strength was far inferior to Di Qing's, and he was immediately torn apart when he was at a loss.

After Di Qing separated the hands of the two without a word, he put Liu Qi's back in front of the other party and answered, then gently held Lu Ci's hand, and focused on caressing it with downcast eyes.

"Who is bullying whom?" Liu Qi said angrily, "Did you see it? Did you see it!"

"Young brother, you..." Inexplicably being held by his secret lover in front of a group of relatives and friends, Lu Ci blinked subtly, looking at Di Qing's long, motionless eyelashes, and said firmly: "It is clearly drunk."

"Not drunk."

Di Qing frowned slightly, retorting solemnly.

But no matter how normal his behavior is, Lu Ci has already seen the clues from this unprecedented bold move.

"If you're not drunk, why don't you remember your seat?" Liu Qi, who was squeezed out of her place and could only stand, said dissatisfied: "Hurry up and return it!"

But Di Qing shook his head, "Mine." He took Lu Ci's hand seriously, and although he didn't use much force, he refused to let it go, and repeated in a very solemn tone: "This is mine, and Brother Liu can't let it go." Feel free to touch."

"What's yours? That's still my husband."

Liu Qi muttered, curled her lips in distaste, didn't she care about this drunk who was obviously drunk but still said he was not drunk, and could fool people with his words and deeds, and moved staggeringly to Di Qing's position, which was considered to be the same as him Changed: "Forget it, for your high school's sake, I'll let you go once."

Di Qing frowned, stared at the lazy Liu Qi, and emphasized every word again, this time with a little annoyance: "It's indeed mine!"

Speaking of this, he seemed to suddenly think of something, turned to look at Gao Jixuan again, and warned fiercely in a low voice, "You mustn't touch it!"

Gao Jixuan, who was severely intimidated by a shot, reacted by laughing outrageously.

Liu Qi rolled her eyes, endured and endured, and finally resisted not arguing with him, but went to harass the little emperor.

Relying on the strength of the wine, he took the trouble to repeat the old saying that he would be transferred to Qinzhou to work under Lu Ci.

Zhao Zhen also refused repeatedly in a good-tempered manner: "No."

"not good."

"Don't think about it."

"Not suitable."

Lu Ci didn't pay attention to the childish question and answer in his ear. Looking at Di Qing's tightly pursed lips, he wanted to laugh at first, but when he realized the reason why the other party behaved like this, his heart suddenly softened.

He softened his tone, patted Di Qing's hand that was holding him, and said softly, "It's yours."

With his personal comfort, the thorns that exploded all over Di Qing's body finally closed slowly: "...It's always been mine."

"You're right." Lu Ci smiled unconsciously and nodded, "It's always been yours."

No matter in the past or in the past, there were not a few people who were attracted by his conditions and were willing to put a heart in front of him, but there was always only one Di Qing who could make him feel sorry for him.

Although Gao Jixuan was almost drunk, seeing this scene, he still couldn't help giggling: "I also wondered what kind of indestructible mask Brother Di has. It turned out that after he was drunk, he was as sticky as a raccoon slave. I'm going to call him little raccoon slave."

The corners of Yang Wenguang's mouth twitched slightly, because he was used to the deep friendship between Lu Ci and Di Qing, such a drunken gaffe didn't really make him think about anything, but Gao Jixuan, who stinks of alcohol and wanted to lie on him, was more like a scene The imminent crisis: "You have the nerve to say Brother Di? Get away from me quickly."

"Brother Di told me to stay away from Lu Jiedu, it's all right, you also said that?" Gao Jixuan laughed, and suddenly rushed towards this serious guy, pretending to be arrogant: "Dream!"

Caught off guard, he was covered in the smell of alcohol, and Yang Wenguang said angrily, "Gao! Follow up! Xuan!"

The noise of the two of them fighting did not affect Di Qing who was still holding on to Lu Ci's hand at all.

Di Qing, who became silent again after being appeased, still sat upright, his eyes were extremely clear, if it wasn't for the rigid sluggishness in his demeanor and the boldness that he didn't usually have, Lu Ci would really be fooled by him, you have to believe that he's not Drunk' nonsense.

If it wasn't for the presence of the little emperor who was dragged by Liu Qi's side to speak, and who kept secretly looking over at them, staring at their connected hands with pure and curious eyes, Lu Ci wouldn't mind making some more intimate gestures , to comfort the lost little Haitang.

Pity.

Lu Ci secretly regretted that in response to Haitang's drunkenness and still remembering the joy of holding his hand to show his affection, he could only enjoy it after the banquet was over and went back to each house.

"Junior brother, this is really..." The dignified senior brother who could only drink fruit juice depressedly, finally regained his dignity from his clingy and drunken state. Zhao Zhen looked at Di Qing seriously for a while, nodded old-fashionedly, and commented: "No It's true! No wonder the army has to prohibit alcohol, even the junior brother lost his composure, it can be seen that drinking alcohol is really easy to cause trouble."

Lu Ci's eyebrows jumped slightly.

... as long as you are mature.