Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

From the day he returned to Yanzhou City, Di Qing resigned smoothly and was sent to Lu Ci's temporary residence. With a layer of brilliant achievements and promising rookies, he began to recover from his injuries.

Relying on Lu Ci's authority, even though there was an endless stream of people who came to visit and congratulate him, they were all sent back by the door servant without complaint.

Although her lover didn't really pursue her failure to keep her promise, Di Qing quickly realized that being a sick patient who was so seriously injured that she had to stay in bed was not very good.

What bothered and sweetened him the most was that Lu Ci was busy with his official duties every day, and as soon as he returned to the mansion, he would step back and take care of him personally, and he would not easily use the help of others.

Even though Lu Ci was self-taught in this area and took good care of him in all aspects, Di Qing still felt that he was about to be cooked by embarrassment.

In these days, he was stripped naked more than once by his smiling sweetheart, wiped his body with a cloth towel slowly, fed him with food and soup, and took medicine...

If he hadn't had an unprecedentedly tough attitude and insisted on going to the toilet in person even if he risked his life, Gongzu would really not mind helping him in this regard.

For the intimacy Lu Ci showed to Di Qing, many officials made good-natured jokes.

Regarding this, Lu Ci was quite calm, and all answered that it was the hard work of today, and it was because of the hope that Di Qing would be able to repay the crows in the future.

Even though he was pretending to be serious, everyone could tell right away that it was just a few jokes. They thought it was funny and wanted to flatter him, so everyone burst out laughing.

But Di Qing, who really knew the truth of the matter, was teased by her lover who deliberately teased her for half a month, and almost every day and night, she looked forward to getting better as soon as possible... finally ushered in the day when she can take care of herself.

Even if you can't go far for the time being, but being able to walk hundreds of steps in the room while leaning on the wall is a great improvement.

Compared to Di Qing's impatience, Lu Ci felt a little regretful: "How did it get better so quickly?"

Di Qing didn't realize that this problem was dangerous, and was happy in his heart. Hearing the words, he said sincerely: "Thanks to the great care of the grandfather, the grandfather was too busy to take care of it."

Lu Ci propped his hand crookedly on his side cheek, and let out an 'oh' in a dispirited voice.

——He hasn't had enough of this rare doctor-patient Play.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Di Qing who was walking slowly while picking up the furniture in the room.

——Who made this savage slave of his family always live a lively and healthy life, or is it the first time that he is in such a weak state that he can be manipulated by others?

With his back to Lu Ci, Di Qing walked intently, looking forward to a quick recovery, completely unaware of the unsatisfactory lover's bad intentions, but shivered inexplicably after being stared at for a long time.

Di Qing's injury is indeed serious this time. Rao has a very good foundation, and he was diligent in exercising during the recovery period. From the day when he was able to get out of bed independently and walk slowly while holding objects, it took another ten days in a blink of an eye before he could really Walked steadily.

On this day, Lu Ci went to the government office to deal with official duties during the day, and Di Qing, who had no job for the time being, stayed in the mansion to recover from his injuries. When he paced around the small courtyard, he felt more and more restless.

Since dawn, he seems to have never been so idle.

When I was young, I had to go hunting in the mountains and pick some medicinal materials to exchange money to supplement the family. Later, I was lucky enough to meet my grandfather and was sent to study in the state school...

Just as Di Qing was lost in thought, his right shoulder sank suddenly, and someone slapped him hard: "In Lu Jingfu's place, your injury healed really quickly, can you walk away now?"

He turned his head sideways and saw Zhang Kang's smiling face as expected.

"Why are you here?"

Di Qing was surprised.

Zhang Kang sat down beside him carelessly, picked up a handful of melon seeds on the plate and ate them: "You have already picked off the head of Li Yuanhao, and the rest is just a piece of loose sand. What's the problem? You really have to see it with your own eyes. Xia Guo’s tragic situation where the tree fell and the monkeys scattered, the little leader who could gather some troops either surrendered or ran towards the Liao Kingdom..."

Li Yuanhao's method of ascending to the throne was extremely disgraceful. Before that, he was able to stabilize the kingship by relying on tough methods and incessantly launching wars. Collapsed.

Fei Cha, who continued to pursue the scattered deserters, would naturally not be able to go to Zhang Kang and others.

However, Zhang Kang followed Di Qing to fight in the Northwest in the past few years, and he didn't care about competing with others for the icing on the cake. He had been away for a long time, and no matter how embarrassed he was to admit it, he missed his family more or less in his heart, so he simply handed it over. For the military power, the newly sent people from the imperial court picked the remaining fruits, while he leisurely returned to Yanzhou City, preparing to make out with the lady he hadn't seen for a long time.

Before going to the courtyard where Niangzixin rented out, Zhang Kang was even more concerned about Coach Di, who was rumored to be seriously injured.

He listened to the messenger vividly describe the scene of that day: Even though he was carried into the city bloodied and dying, and completely lost consciousness, the head of Li Yuanhao, who died so badly, was still tightly clutched in Di's hand. braids on.

Zhang Kang spoke with gusto, while Di Qing listened casually, only nodding in agreement from time to time.

He actually only had a vague impression of the specific circumstances of that day, and he didn't remember clearly.

When Xu Shi recognized Li Yuanhao as Li Yuanhao, who led the Xia Kingdom's elite who penetrated deep into the hinterland of the Song Dynasty, his mind went blank, except for the four big characters - kill this person.

Even those who only have a superficial understanding of the situation in the Xia Kingdom know very well that Li Yuanhao is the person most depended on by the party members who are strong in the outside but in the middle.

As long as it is cut down here, the party members will definitely lose their belief in tenacious resistance and will be vulnerable, and this protracted war will eventually end soon.

The facts were just as Di Qing had expected: after the Xia army suffered a crushing defeat, Yelu Longxu, the emperor of the Liao Kingdom who had invested in his son-in-law who had died early, was also so angry that he vomited blood on the spot.

But Prince Liao of Jian Guo felt extremely heartbroken after seeing Xia's army defeated like running water, and he was very decisive when he gave the order.

While sending someone to politely invite his widowed sister back, the main purpose, of course, is to justifiably plunder the last bit of wealth left in the Xia Palace treasury, so as to make up for part of the loss; All the Liao troops were recalled; at the same time, envoys were urgently sent to the Song court and the Fan court.

Although Zhang Kang spoke enthusiastically, it was not difficult to detect his absent-mindedness.

However, he thought it was because Di Qing was injured too badly and he was not fully recovered, so he was not in good spirits, so he magnanimously didn't care about it, just stood up with a smile: "Then I will go home first, and I will visit you tomorrow."

Di Qing nodded perfunctorily, watched Zhang Kang walk away with brisk steps, and did not sit in the yard for long before rushing into the house before dark.

However, after listening to Zhang Kang's talk about what happened after that day, he was also somewhat concerned about the specific situation between Xia, Liao, Song and Fan.

Seeing that it was still early, he simply didn't rush back to his room, but changed his mind and went to the study.

Although there were confidential documents stored in the study, Lu Ci had already ordered his servants not to be on guard when he was waiting for Di Qing.

Therefore, he was unimpeded all the way, and he opened the door after a while, and came to the empty study.

Di Qing only glanced at it briefly, and came to the cabinet where Lu Ci's new biography was usually placed.

The key was still in the lock, presumably the grandfather did not remember to lock it every day because of the tight security of the mansion.

Di Qing didn't pay attention either, and took out the whole front stack without looking at it.

After all, his injuries were not fully healed, so he shouldn't stand for a long time, so he put them on the desk and sat down on the chair.

He was about to hold the lamp and read carefully, but the moment he turned on the wick, his peripheral vision inadvertently glanced at the top piece of paper, which made him stunned.

It was clearly a strange, small portrait drawn with a simple pen that he had never seen before. Where was he thinking it was some military newspaper?

What Di Qing had no way of knowing was that Lu Ci had fully absorbed the lessons of the ancients that it was easy to leak secrets, and he attached great importance to the confidentiality of military newspapers. How could he rely on a mere lock and some servants' guards?

Not only did he use his self-created password to transcribe the originals, but he also hid them in a more hidden place, and then changed his hiding place every few days to prevent people from discovering the rules.

What Di Qing discovered were not the secret reports he had imagined, but some sketches that Lu Ci made to refresh his mind when he felt a little tired after reviewing the documents for too long.

Di Qing took a closer look, and found that all the drawings on this small stack of paper were small people whose heads were about the same size as their bodies, with huge eyes, round cheeks, and short heads and short feet.

Although there are no monograms on it, the mere fact that they appear in this study room where few outsiders set foot in is enough to prove that the painter who drew these little figures must have painted them with vivid and special delicateness. Lu Sanyuan is the one whose painting skills made His Majesty specially entrust him with the important task of finishing "Bianjing Wanhua Tu".

Thinking of this, Di Qing's thoughts moved slightly, and he began to taste more carefully.

Don't look at the simple and rough lines, but apart from being eccentric, the characters also reveal a delicate and simple temperament that he can't put it down. It was captured extremely finely by the painter.

Even Di Qing, who saw these paintings for the first time, can easily recognize who these characters are.

Sometimes wearing a red official uniform, sometimes wearing a fancy bellyband, either holding a pen in his hand, or carrying a wine jar on his back—naturally Liu Qi loves to pay attention to chic demeanor, and secretly adds a bellyband under his thin coat all the year round to keep warm .

And the one with a serious face, dressed like a pompom, muttering words, and always floating around with good sentences, is obviously Brother Fan who has many poems and travel notes, and is always serious.

And the little man who appeared the most was dressed in military uniform, carried a bow and arrow, and wore a long sword, with thick eyebrows and big eyes but an expressionless face...

It was him.

After Di Qing discovered this, his heart suddenly turned into a piece of soft sweetness.

The only thing that made him feel both shy and puzzled was that, for some reason, while drawing him with his hands, feet and head as long and short as other people's, he also added a long curly and furry tail behind him, with a crown on his head. With a pair of cat ears.

Sometimes drooping, sometimes standing vigilantly, and sometimes a small piece of pear blossom stuck on it...