Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Lu Ci saw Di Qing's eyes suddenly change.

For some reason, he knew that the other party was an out-and-out 'younger', but he intuitively felt that this change was extremely dangerous.

The next moment when he realized something was wrong, Lu Ci hurriedly reminded this young man in a low voice, "I... am still in the period of filial piety."

Hearing this hasty sentence, Di Qing's eyes suddenly tightened, and the lingering affection just now disappeared in an instant.

Seeing his reaction like this, Lu Ci, who was planning to give a long explanation, also understood on the spot.

——Di Qing, actually already knew about it.

Lu Ci couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He gently stroked his little lover's sad and dejected face, and said softly, "When did you find out?"

He deliberately kept it from Di Qing before, not only because he didn't want to publicize his pain and attract too much attention, but also because he was worried about the impulsiveness of the young man, leaving his post and self-destructing for unnecessary temporary companionship. wrongdoing in the future.

Now that the scars of his mother's loss have healed, whether it is his mother or his family property, everything has been properly arranged, and he is still reunited with his lover by chance, so he wants to tell the truth about what he has concealed.

Di Qing opened his mouth and said succinctly: "There are two types of imprints left by stamping."

"Hanchen is as careful as a hair." Lu Ci smiled slightly, his voice became more gentle: "Since you never annoyed me or sought me out, you must understand why I kept it from you."

Di Qing pursed her lips bitterly, and after a while, Fang nodded slightly.

When he guessed what should have happened to the grandfather, he would unite with Liu Qi and spare no effort to "transfer the letter". He had made thousands of guesses.

Mother Lu's poor health is also one of them.

It's not that he didn't think about going back regardless, to be by his grandfather's side, and to tide over the difficulties with him.

But rationally, he understands better that the reason why Gongzu wanted to endure the pain was to keep him a secret, in order to stabilize him.

If he resigned privately in order to fulfill his deep affection, it would undoubtedly make his father-in-law's efforts in vain, and it would be tantamount to digging his own grave in his future official career.

After figuring out the key points, Di Qing felt pain in his heart for a moment, and his heart was at a loss.

He studied hard for many years in the cold window, and he also worked hard to pass the entrance examination for He Ke, and finally managed to get some improvement. Wasn't it just to not drag down the father-in-law, so that he could stay by his side for a long time, and even help him?

Now that things have happened, but because of the "future" brought by this fame, he can't follow his heart and go straight to his lover.

But we can only separate from each other, hoping for his well-being, and being unable to do anything by ourselves.

If he is still in white clothes, he doesn't need to worry about duty, but can rush back to his grandfather immediately.

Even at the beginning, Gongzu didn't have to take pains to hide it from him.

Thinking about it this way, after the darkest period of torment passed, Di Qing didn't go into the dead end.

While he was thinking about how many days he would be away from Mu, and where he would go to find his father-in-law, he calmly comforted Zhu Shuo, who was also extremely worried.

Unexpectedly, at this juncture, Gongzu actually 'fallen from the sky', which made him dazzled by joy, and completely forgot about the previous plan.

Di Qing wrapped his arms around Lu Ci's waist uneasily, and made his father-in-law sit sideways in front of him. The two of them hugged each other intimately, talking in their ears. The warm breath warmed the pinnae of his ears, so that he could feel a little relieved.

He intermittently told his thoughts these days.

Lu Ci smiled and said, "Don't think too much about it. Don't say it's you. When Brother Liu and the others wanted to see them off, I refused to let them come. How could it have something to do with your 'lowly' official position and 'involuntary control'? Mother At that time, I was seriously ill and weak, and it was not suitable for people to disturb me. I refused the company of relatives and friends and set off alone. But in the last few months, I was by my side, not to mention that it made her wish come true, at least it didn’t leave too much behind. Sorry."

Hearing Lu Ci's caress, Di Qing felt ashamed and bitter, and didn't know what to say.

After nearly a year, Lu Ci was able to calmly recall the last time with Lu's mother.

When recalling the last words he said to his mother who had returned to the light, Lu Ci's eyes were slightly sour, but the corners of his lips curled up into a smile: "Besides, the reason why mother can feel completely at ease when she leaves is actually because of you." A credit is there."

Di Qing: "?!"

Immediately, Lu Ci explained in detail to Di Qing, who hadn't expected it, what he had taken the initiative to reveal to his dying mother, who was "already accompanied by a loving person" at that time.

"Although we won't have time to tell mother your exact name and surname in the future, your identity can be considered to have been known by mother." Lu Ci said this, and smiled and kissed Di Qing who was stunned. Side cheek, as a matter of course, said: "So Di Xiaofulang, it seems that you have no choice but to accompany me to complete the remaining two years of filial piety."

Di Qing bit her lower lip tightly, held Lu Ci's hand, her dark eyes seemed to be sparkling with water.

"it is good."

His lips moved a few times, his thoughts turned a thousand times, and finally he only answered a simple 'yes' hoarsely.

The other unspoken words, together with the thousands of loves in those clear eyes, were fully seen by Lu Ci.

- really terrible.

Lu Ci thought to himself that one day he would be seduced by a boy who, in the eyes of modern people, was just an adult.

If Niangqin Quanxia knew about it, he might not be too satisfied with this 'daughter-in-law', but he couldn't be more satisfied with the little lover he identified.

Can't blame him either.

He has seen a lot of acting, intrigues and deceptions, but he has never seen it...

It was Di Qing who was clumsy and clumsy, who would silently show his heart without saying a word, and quietly guarded him by his side.

After a heart-to-heart exchange, because they are in the filial piety period, even if it is a festive season, apart from the initial kiss, the two did not have any more 'extraordinary' intimacy.

They slept together in the same bed, holding hands under the quilt in the first half of the night, facing each other sideways, talking one after another.

After the lights were turned off, the room was pitch black, and even if you opened your eyes, and you were so close, you could only see a vague silhouette.

But this kind of intimacy not only made Di Qing feel extremely sweet, but even Lu Ci, who had never been so "pure" at first, felt awkward at first, but later felt somewhat at ease.

In the second half of the night, as Lu Ci was unbearably exhausted, he fell asleep unknowingly. Di Qing stared at his face for a long time, and only closed his eyes reluctantly until the light of day dawned.

When he woke up again, it was already noon.

Although the mission only stayed in Qinzhou for a short time, in the name of recuperation, if they stayed for a day or two longer, no one would be suspicious.

This Qinzhou City is bustling with activity, and it is much more prosperous than the Weizhou City where it has been stationed for the longest time before. It is also wishful for the rest of the mission to wander around the city for a while.

When Lu Ci lazily opened his eyes, he met a pair of bright eyes full of expectation.

——Young people are full of vitality.

He sighed in his heart, his eyes still had difficulty adapting to the light coming into the room, he squinted his eyes slightly, and asked knowingly: "Why don't you get up early to practice martial arts, and stay here with me?"

"Reluctant."

Di Qing admitted it openly, without any sense of 'shame': "The water is ready, I'll bring it to Yu Yu for washing."

After finishing speaking, he got up quickly, rolled out of the bed, and fetched the hot soup and toothbrush that had been placed behind the screen at some time with his bare feet, and was still steaming.

Lu Ci was still a little sleepy, so Di Qing was by his side, so he confidently waited on him and fed him some tea with a little salt, and when he was sleepy, the little raccoon servant attentively changed his clothes and combed his hair...

It was rare to see a sweetheart who was always calm and elegant showing such a lazy and coquettish attitude, Di Qing was almost elated, delighted to the bone, and served him more carefully.

When Lu Ci woke up, his whole body was cleaned and tidy, no worse than the servant who had served him for many years.

"Be honest," Lu Ci raised his eyebrows, staring at Di Qing who was waiting for his praise, and asked intentionally, "Who did you practice on?"

Di Qing was stunned, and only after a while did he reply with a confused monotone: "Practice?"

Does this still need to be practiced?

In his early years, he slept with his father-in-law many times, and he had admired him for a long time. He would be especially concerned about some small details that others didn't care much about, and he remembered them firmly.

Seeing that Lu Ci was still waiting for his reply with a smile, obviously teasing him, Di Qing who reacted, pursed his lips and smiled, without saying a word, but quietly approached.

"With a dull face, he is quite good at asking for rewards."

Just as he was getting very close, Lu Ci naturally leaned forward a little, his fair and slender neck had just shaken Di Qing, and the familiar smiling eyebrows approached his eyes.

"Reward you."

Lu Ci joked, covered her lightly, and closed her eyes quietly.

Warm to the touch, moist and soft, with a hint of tea fragrance.

——For a long time, Lu Ci pushed Di Qing away with a smile in spite of Di Qing's puppy-like eyes, and the two ended their lingering kiss.

When the couple lingered out of the room, walking side by side, one left and one right, when they came to the small hall, the table was already full of meals, and there were friends sitting around the table.

"Brother Fan."

Lu Ci saw his friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time at a glance, and greeted him with a smile, "Long time no see."

Zhu said that he had taken advantage of the rest half a year ago to go back to his biological father's hometown in order to return to his clan.

Because his status is not what it used to be, the rest of the Fan family don't worry about him competing for assets, and instead treat him politely. He restored his old surname and worshiped his biological father, which went very smoothly.

When he returned to Qinzhou, it was no longer 'Zhu Shuo', but 'Fan Zhongyan'.

Fan Zhongyan's eyes lit up, he got up immediately, hugged Lu Ci gently, and said with emotion: "Brother Lu, I haven't seen you for a long time."

After hearing Di Qing's discovery that day, he has been worried all the time, but because he is considerate, he is unwilling to further explore the things that his friend deliberately concealed.

At this moment, seeing that Lu Ci was not only safe and sound, but also in good spirits, he was completely relieved.

Just when Lu Ci naturally sat beside Fan Zhongyan, instead of reminiscing about the old days, Liu Qi's probing gaze stayed on Di Qing from beginning to end.

Not right, not right.

Liu Qi squinted her eyes, muttering to herself.

Don't look at how honest he has become in recent years. Before he met Xiao Taotie, his nemesis, he was sought after by prostitutes, and he could be called a frequent visitor of Huajie Liuxiang.

This also means that he knows a lot about the relationship between men and women, but he knows it very well.

In his eyes, the young brother at this moment is almost as close to having the words 'full of youthful face' on his body!

When Chu Chu realized this, Liu Qi felt extremely unbelievable.

In his opinion, even if it's Zhu Di...oh, Fan Di, who is so serious and dignified to marry a wife, is more reliable than this young brother who is as hard as a rock suddenly beaming with happiness.

After all, judging from the feat of the younger brother who was able to leave the banquet first because of the "boring" of the prostitute at the celebration party in the brothel in the early years, this tall and burly junior is not ordinary Puzzled.

During the holidays, I am afraid that there will be another living fairy who is as ascetic and ascetic as the little Taotie.

Could it be that he was dazzled?

Liu Qi doubted herself for a while, then stared at Di Qing carefully, determined to find out the truth.

Di Qing was pouring tea and water for everyone attentively. In order to avoid the act of pouring only for his sweetheart from being too abrupt, he poured it for everyone sitting at the table himself.

When he met Liu Qi's eyes, he was only slightly startled and didn't take it seriously, so he greeted: "Brother Liu, I want to drink—"

"Young brother, you are so courageous!"

Liu Qi looked at it for a long time, and she was very sure.

Seeing that Di Qing took the initiative to talk to him, he suddenly showed a scheming fox smile, and said preemptively: "I'm a gangster, and I only dare to stay outside. But you are lucky, you actually brought someone into Lu's house!"

When these words came out, everyone was stunned.

As the person who spent the entire night with Di Qing honestly last night, Lu Ci quickly recalled that Liu Qi, the "experienced person", had seen Di Qing's flaws after being kissed by him.

It's just that Liu Qi didn't speculate on the two of them at all, but thought blindly in the direction he thought was the most possible, and that's why he made this joke.

Di Qing didn't feel flustered, but was completely at a loss.

He asked back: "What brings people back?"

Liu Qi smiled and said, "You still dare to pretend? I see you—"

Lu Ci chuckled, interrupted Liu Qi's words, and said brightly, "Yes, bring me back."

Di Qing panicked: "!!!!"

He had a guilty conscience and hadn't made any mental preparations for this. He was shocked by Lu Ci's sudden confession.

But for the few friends who didn't think anything wrong at all, but were used to Lu Ci's "speaking outrageously" from time to time, they smiled knowingly, and showed Liu Qi the expressions of "you are going to be unlucky".

Sure enough, after hearing Lu Ci's light and fluffy words, Liu Qi, who was originally confident, immediately felt his scalp numb.

This is not right.

If Qingdi really had a situation, with Xiao Taotie's usual style, he wouldn't help lie to cover it up, but would probably tease him more than him.

— Could it be that he really guessed wrong?

Liu Qi once misunderstood that Lu Ci's heart belonged, but now she was confused by Lu Ci's frank attitude, and couldn't help but remain silent in embarrassment.

But looking at the appearance of this kid, Di Qing, he clearly tasted love for the first time, so happy that he walked with his tail up to the sky, so proud of the spring breeze!

"When I came back early last night, I saw that my younger brother was staying at home." Lu Ci leisurely sipped the tea that Di Qing had just poured, and under the cover of his toga, the soft soles of his boots lightly stepped on Di Qing beside him On the small part of his toe, he said slowly: "Someone, because of my absence, is like a tiger returning to the forest. He didn't return all night, and even took my disciple away."

"disciple?"

Di Qing's eyes widened, but Fan Zhongyan asked curiously first.

"It's a new one," Lu Ci nodded, "I'll call him to my house in the evening so that you can meet him too. He's about the same age as the younger brother."

Even though no one saw it, Di Qing felt an indescribable sense of crisis in his heart.

How is it so good, another disciple who is about the same age as him has appeared?

It's just that this is not a good time to ask more questions, Di Qing moved uneasily on the chair, struggling to suppress the urge to ask a few more questions.

Liu Qi didn't notice that Lu Ci changed the topic, and threw the doubts just behind her mind, and hurriedly argued: "There is absolutely no such thing. Although I am away, like Brother Yan, I always think about it." Feather at home. Didn’t this buy you a table of gadgets?”

On the side, there are indeed a bunch of small things that Liu Qi bought in the market with painstaking efforts: there are lotus leaves and cute Mochale, there are begging snacks made of oil flour and molasses, and there are mandarin ducks, A small ornament made to float on water, called "floating on water"...

What Liu Qi guessed was that there were lights and festoons outside last night, and there were couples and lovers on the street, and it was extremely lively.

And the reason why Lu Ci abandoned the hustle and bustle and left in the desert, he went straight ahead, presumably because he was still saddened by his mother who passed away not long ago.

In addition, Lu Ci had a filial piety, so he was not allowed to drink or go to banquets, and he was not allowed to prostitute himself. He probably thought that if he was with them, they would inevitably be scruples and they would not be able to enjoy themselves, so he left first.

After thinking about Lu Ci's tenderness and consideration, Liu Qi was heartbroken, but also lost the mood of having a spring night with the prostitutes secretly sent by Qiubo.

He also didn't want to disappoint his friend's kindness, so he simply went to the restaurant for a few drinks with Yan Shu and Ouyang Xiu, and then summoned the singer to listen to the music, and after getting excited, he competed in writing lyrics, and then he became very drunk and fell unconscious Just fell asleep and didn't wake up until noon.

Lu Ci couldn't be moved.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he picked up the cold and hardened 'Qiaoguo', tried to taste it, almost got a toothache, after putting it down, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "How old do you think I am?"

Still going to play motorcycles and drink, floating on the water?

Liu Qi was happy and said boldly: "No matter how old my son is, in front of me, he will always be a child—"

"Nonsense." Before he finished speaking, Lu Ci stuffed the Qiaoguo that he had only tasted into his mouth, and said calmly, "Madam is being naughty."

Di Qing: "..."

He couldn't help looking at Liu Qi with envy, seeing him swearing and gnawing the snack that was stuffed into his mouth and had already been bitten by his grandfather...

really want.

After witnessing this nonsense, Yan Shu calmly joined in: "Uncle Yong is outstanding in poetry, he is worthy of being a disciple of Yu Yu."

Liu Qi nodded in agreement, and just as Lu Ci was about to ask, Yan Shu had already taken out the two pieces of paper from his pocket, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, I didn't drink much last night, otherwise, after listening to these two good words, maybe after listening to You have to miss it."

Lu Ci took a look and found that the two poems had the same names, both were "Magpie Bridge Immortal", but the number of words was different. One was "Magpie Bridge Immortal Moon Wave Qingji" with 56 characters in double tone, and the other was "Magpie Bridge Immortal" with 88 characters. Immortal Qinzhou Experience".

"The waves of the moon are clear, and the smoke is light..."

Lu Ci read softly.

The former cites scriptures and classics in a serious way, and mainly praises the scene of Qixi Festival;

Even after Yan Shu's transcription, the author could not be identified from the handwriting, Lu Ci could tell at a glance that the former was written by a handwriting student, while the latter was definitely Liu Qi's.

He smiled and said, "You guys get along well."

Liu Qi is recognized as having a complete collection of poems, lyrics and music, and in the innovation of variants, he has fully demonstrated this talent.

Especially with Ouyang Xiu's neat and upright 'straight body' as a backdrop, his variants are novel and eclectic, especially free and easy.

Liu Qi was praised, but he was not satisfied, and he was even more unconvinced: "Why are you also a candidate for the exam, when I went to a restaurant, I had to be nagged by you openly and secretly, and I was fined to write a few more words. Composition, but I don’t see you punishing him?”

Lu Ci was surprised and said, "How can brother Liu compare himself with his uncle?"

Liu Qi puffed up and continued to speak, but was almost fainted by Lu Ci's next sentence: "Thank you for your kindness. Uncle Tong is much more self-restrained than you were back then."

Several people were aroused, and simply studied these two poems for a while, each commented and nodded.

Di Qing, who was not interested in this aspect, felt that the writing was exquisite, but also not very interesting.

He reluctantly raised his spirits and echoed from time to time, but his mind was on Ouyang Xiu, his sweetheart disciple whom he had never met before.

Just when he was slightly distracted, he suddenly felt that his right hand was lightly pinched.

Di Qing: "!"

He raised his head subconsciously, but what he saw was the profile of Lu Ci who was focused on listening to comments from relatives and friends.

That profile is extremely handsome, and the expression is extremely serious, which fascinates people, but they can never guess that they will do these intimate little gestures.

Just as Di Qing was about to lower his head to take a closer look, his right hand clenched again.

This time, someone used a little more force and pinched it again.

Then, relying on the fact that other people's attention was on the poems, they simply held on.

Di Qing: "..."

Being soothed in time by his sweetheart, his little jealousy, which had just emerged, immediately fell down obediently like a big tiger whose hair has been tamed.

Also.

Di Qing reluctantly suppressed the upward curve of the corners of his lips, and thought to himself: Before he was named on the gold list, he couldn't help being tempted. The disciple who followed Brother Liu to find flowers and ask Liu, who wrote poems in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion...Obviously, he could only be a disciple.

It's the intimacy of holding hands. On the streets during the Qixi Festival, only couples will do this.

Right now in the guest house, Ouyang Xiu, who was suffering from a hangover headache, had no idea that he was first treated as a threatening imaginary enemy by his senior brother, and then he was disarmed and accepted with ease.

At night, he regained his energy and nervously went to Lu Ci's mansion to meet Lu Gong's other friends.

Fortunately, Liu Qi was active at the table, and Ouyang Xiu gradually relaxed, no longer restrained before.

And after actually seeing him, Di Qing, who observed and compared secretly for a while, was completely relieved.

Not as tall as him.

Not as stable as him.

It's even worse that he has already passed the bright road in front of Lu's mother.

The most important thing is that Ouyang Xiu and Liu Qi seem to be more in tune with each other than his grandfather. They talk about poetry like a couple who have forgotten each other, and it is difficult for others to intervene.