Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

The reason why Di Qing was able to go smoothly all the way and achieve his current results at the age of weak crown is not only inseparable from Lu Ci's guidance, but also inseparable from his extraordinary talent, and it is also due to his diligence and perseverance.

This is true for practicing martial arts, this is true for poetry and prose, and it is even more true for researching recipes.

After studying the rare recipe of 'Huanxi Soup' that day and night, he had a good taste and couldn't help pestering Lu Ci at night, practicing with him over and over again.

The crabapple flower is in its prime, and it doesn't need Lu Ci to take care of it, and it has a domineering taste, but he doesn't feel relaxed at all--Di Qing is strict in his work, and refuses to let the crabapple dry to dry, and insists on pulling the soft and delicate pear blossoms as companions.

In the process of boiling the snow-white pear blossoms into a balm, Di Qing, an increasingly skilled cook, insisted on squeezing out the last bit of sweet juice, so that the soup could be fully flavored, to be considered satisfied.

After cooking the soup for several nights like this, the gift for Zhe Siluo was not ready yet, Lu Ci, who claimed to be an old man, couldn't bear it, and secretly looked forward to the day of departure.

People say that a small farewell is better than a newlywed, don't have fun.But his old bones can't stand the toss of being a groom every day!

The taste of Huanxi Soup is incomparably delicious, but no matter how delicate and delicious the food is, it cannot withstand eating every day, so you have to take a rest.

What's more, it takes a lot of energy to cook this soup. Di Qing's energy is like a bottomless pit, and he can't take it anymore.

Faced with Di Qing, who is keen on practicing cooking, Lu Ci finally couldn't bear it after tactfully rejecting him several times, so he moved from the master's bedroom to the guest room to sleep before the other party came back from the barracks, and locked the door tightly .

Even so, he couldn't really feel at ease—as expected, when Di Qing came home, he only heard some rustling noises outside the door, and after a while of silence, the small noises shifted to the direction of the window.

I really can't stop this wild raccoon slave who has been hunting in the mountains since he was a child.

Lu Ci sat up silently, staring at Di Qing's graceful figure who had rolled into the window on the third floor without a word, squinting his eyes and said, "I don't believe you really don't understand."

He had already discovered that Di Qing seemed to be obedient to him and obeyed his orders, but in fact he often pretended to be stupid.

Di Qing smiled shyly, knowing that he had been too unrestrained recently to annoy Gongzu.

He lowered his head and said with a few words: "I... only hug my grandfather and never do anything else."

He was born handsome, tall and burly.On weekdays, he just stops somewhere casually, even with a straight face, he is still a pleasing and heroic young man.

At this moment, he could be said to be submissive, putting on a pitiful begging appearance, even a person with a hard heart should soften a little.

Lu Ci cast a sideways glance at him and remained silent for a moment. In the face of parting ways soon, he reluctantly put this greedy raccoon slave, who pretended to be pitiful, into the bed.

After getting into the quilt, Di Qing suppressed the upturned corners of his mouth, really only wrapped her in his arms gently, and did nothing else.

Seeing that he kept his promise and behaved honestly, Lu Ci knew that he would not mess around anymore, so he slowly relaxed his vigilance and started gossiping with him.

At the beginning, Di Qing still had some charming thoughts, but as the topic gradually deepened, those thoughts disappeared.

When Lu Ci asked about the affairs in the military camp, he naturally had nothing to hide. He talked about the few small confrontations with Zhong Shiheng in the past few days with his lover.

Although Lu Ci didn't know much about Zhong Shiheng's thoughts, he traveled with him all the way and observed his way of running the army, which was tight on the outside and loose on the inside.

One army cannot contain two handsome men, not to mention that the two are still in the middle of the same year, between the top and the second place, the opportunity to make contributions in front of them will naturally strive for it.

During the journey, the number of times Lu Ci and Zhong Shiheng actually met was actually not that many, but with his eyesight, he could also see the other party's inherent ambition, but he acted honestly and would not resort to dark means.

Seeing is believing, seeing Zhong Shiheng's behavior, the instinctive resentment in Lu Ci's heart because of his kinship with the fame-seeking and mystifying Zhong Fang finally faded.

Considering that the two of them collided, it was a good thing to have healthy competition and exercise with each other, so Lu Ci didn't take any measures to intervene.

In history, Di Qing, who came from a humble background and had a bumpy career, was still able to leap through the dragon's gate with his own ability, achieve great success and become a great general who will go down in history.

His beloved little Haitang, he couldn't let his colleague Zhong Shiheng be unable to deal with it because of his meddling too much?

In addition - Zhong Shiheng's actions, if he can slightly distract the mind of this very energetic big raccoon slave, so that he will not be thinking about researching recipes every day, it will be regarded as indirectly doing himself a small favor.

Because of this, Lu Ci didn't even remind him from the beginning to the end, and he knew that Di Qing would find out by himself, and then try to break the situation.

And Di Qing's calm response over the past few days, as well as the relaxed tone of his explanation at the moment, also made Lu Ci, who was secretly observing the situation, completely relieved.

Lu Ci smiled and said: "On the face of Zhong Shiheng, he is rough and arrogant, but in fact he is quite careful, but he is somewhat arrogant and too aggressive. When you sharpen him, you don't have to be polite."

Di Qing's ears twitched, feeling a little bit of meaning behind his words.

Hearing Gongzu's words, could it be that after a while, the imperial court intends to transfer Zhong Shiheng to another place?

Although the light in the room was dim, from Di Qing's silence, Lu Ci understood that he understood, and said with a smile, "It's just what you think."

Ever since the chariot officer made trouble, Zhao Zhen's mind has become much clearer.

While feeling an unprecedented sense of crisis, even looking at the imperial guards who are loyal to him every day, he is occasionally suspicious.

In the eyes of the world, when the country is peaceful and peaceful, the most indispensable thing is the flattery who flatters, confuses the king, and harms the court.

But in essence, the ones who did the most damage were actually those who were full of arrogance, who thought they were the pillars of the country with the ability to stabilize the country, and the talents who could rule the country with martial arts.

The wind knows the strength of the grass, and the toughness knows the loyal ministers. If it hadn't been for this, Zhao Zhen, who was confused by the scene of "numerous capable ministers", would never have thought of it in his dreams... The smoke has not yet risen, it is only the period of preparation for war , there are already some bright-faced 'warriors' trembling with fear, trying their best not to leave the prosperous Anle Town of Bianjing.

And some of them who can only fight fiercely are willing to go to the army, but they can't be called good generals who lead the way.

If the real generals who are loyal to the monarch and courageous and resourceful are not promoted as soon as possible and distributed to all important fronts, how long can they last only by relying on the deterrence of the veteran Cao Wei?

There is no doubt that Zhao Zhen is optimistic about Di Qing, his junior.

He also looks forward to the talents of Confucian generals such as Zhong Shiheng, Yang Wenguang, and Gao Jixuan who have been screened out by him and the young master in the system.

After thinking through these key points, Di Qing nodded, "Okay."

This could not be better: it is more convenient for him to control the intensity of "suppression" without restraint.

"I know you never slack off." After talking about Zhong Shiheng's topic, Lu Ci changed the subject and pointed out: "But in terms of military affairs, you'd better spend a lot of money in the next few days. heart of."

Di Qing's breath was stagnant, and he quickly said in a firm tone: "The war is not far away."

"If I'm not mistaken, the opportunity to fight will be in the golden autumn of the next year." Lu Ci said without hesitation: "Avoid spring pastures, avoid summer rains... With the cautious nature of the scorpion, there must be a stable position A place to get food from the ground.”

Sending troops at the end of summer and early autumn, striving for a quick battle before winter, is undoubtedly the most in line with the wishes of both Zong Ke and Song Ting.

But what they can easily foresee, will Li Yuanhao be willing to sit and wait for death?

In fact, in Lu Ci's view, with Li Yuanhao's cunning and cunning, he would definitely try to save himself - it is really not a wise decision to delay sending troops this time for so long.

Although Ji Siluo is good at defense, Li Yuanhao suffered a lot a few days ago, but it doesn't mean that he can achieve the same impressive results in the next expedition where the offense and defense are swapped.

However, due to the long distance and the difficulty in transporting military rations, Song Ting was neither able nor suitable to be the main force in this Western Expedition, and was destined to push the Tubo army ahead.

Although Zongsiluo's side is determined to send troops, how much and when to send them will depend on the subsequent bargaining between Lu Ci and Zong Ke's monarchs and ministers, as well as the results of the discussions on the other side of the Song court.

"Forcing the dog to jump over the wall this time will definitely be a tough battle." Lu Ci sighed first, then smiled: "However, this time is just a small test, and everyone knows it well--for you , it’s a perfect training opportunity.”

Di Qing nodded, his eyes were almost overflowing with eagerness to try.

Relying on the dim light, Lu Ci had a panoramic view of the expression of this big raccoon slave who was full of vitality like the morning sun. He couldn't help smiling, and suddenly he quickly moved forward, and gently kissed him on the side of his cheek.

Taking advantage of Di Qing's wide-eyed eyes and before he could make any further movements, Lu Ci rolled up the quilt with rare agility, and quickly wrapped himself up tightly: "It's time to sleep."

Di Qing was just beginning to fall in love, and he had just tasted Huanxi Soup not long ago. How could he know that there are still "villains" in this world who order him to be obedient, but wantonly set fires everywhere, and then act arrogantly.

He smacked his lips and looked at Lu Ci eagerly, without saying a word, as if he was accusing.

If it weren't for the energy of being dragged to cook soup for the past few days, which made his hands and feet weak, Lu Ci might be seen as soft-hearted.

However, his body was still sore and weak. He would never indulge the other party no matter what. He couldn't just watch the big raccoon slave's scheming tricks, so Lu Ci...closed his eyes directly.

Di Qingan waited quietly for a while, and was sure that the grandfather really didn't want to. Although he was a little frustrated, he didn't bother, he just turned over and got out of bed, took the spare winter quilt from the cupboard, and thoughtfully refused to go Dismantling the grandfather who made himself into a cute roll.

While he was busy, Lu Ci silently opened his eyes, watching his every move.

After confirming that the 'crisis' was resolved, he slowly drilled his entire head out of the volume.

He had never done such a very childish move, and he didn't know that it was quite difficult to do, and because of his clumsy movements, he felt a little regretful and annoyed.

He didn't know, whether it was the appearance of being rolled into a roll, or the movement of getting out of the roll, the heart of Di Qing, who had a serious face on his face, was almost...cute.