Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

When Di Qing was in a daze, he caught the sound coming from afar with his ears sharply, and his conditioned reflex was faster than his brain's thinking. The appearance in the impression was returned to its original place.

If the grandfather knew that he had seen through the little secret, I don't know how to tease him.

Di Qing's ears turned red just thinking about the picture of the grandfather who smiled very nicely molesting him verbally.

As soon as he closed the door of the cabinet, the familiar footsteps of the grandfather came to the door of the study, which can be described as a close call.

Di Qing quickly pressed the chest where his heart was beating wildly, and took a deep breath. Although he couldn't see his face at the moment, he was tense anyway, and said nonchalantly: "Grandfather is back."

"Ah."

Lu Ci responded casually.

As soon as he entered the study door, he seemed to have removed his usual calm and dignified mask, exuding a lazy and coquettish atmosphere: "It's rare for you to study hard today, and you still come to my study."

--calm.

Di Qing murmured silently in his heart, but said calmly: "When I reunited with Brother Zhang at twilight, I couldn't help worrying about the battle situation at the front, and I didn't want to disturb my grandfather. I just came here to find some military reports and see how the situation is."

"What's wrong with asking me?"

Lu Ci seemed to have no doubts, and gracefully sat down at the other end of the desk facing Di Qing.

He folded his arms casually in front of his chest, and gently placed them on the table. This small movement alone made Di Qing feel full of oppression.

Lu Ci smiled and looked at the little lover who had already looked guilty and didn't know it, and said slowly: "But it's okay to say."

I don't know that the little raccoon slave is like this when he is in front of him, and he is really like a blank sheet of paper. He doesn't know what to hide at all, and he will easily see through it at a glance.

At this time, Di Qing's mind was completely occupied by the paintings that he had just peeked at. Asking Lu Ci to ask such a question, he was at a loss for words on the spot, and it took a long time to stumble out a few questions.

Lu Ci was not in a hurry to expose him, but was very cooperative and gave detailed replies one by one.

Just when Di Qing was gradually fascinated by listening and completely relaxed his vigilance, he suddenly asked, "Have you seen the paintings in the cabinet?"

Di Qing's thoughts were still immersed in the large amount of information that Gong Zu had just given, upon hearing this question, he replied without thinking: "I see—"

The next moment, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the stern-eyed Gongzu in disbelief.

He actually just blurted out the secret that he had kept for so long!

"I knew it." Lu Ci deepened the smile on his brows, with the corners of his lips curled up, and asked softly, "Do you like it?"

He didn't hide many personal things in the study, and the only thing that could make Di Qing have such an interesting reaction were the small paintings he drew to relax when his thoughts were clogged.

Di Qing lowered her eyes slightly in embarrassment, and nodded silently.

"You," Lu Ci sighed, "Even looking at those small paintings can make you so ashamed, so I don't know if I should hand over this letter to you right now."

Under Di Qing's puzzled eyes, he suppressed a smile, and handed over the thick envelope that he had just received today and had been opened for inspection.

Di Qing unfolded it and saw that there were [-] pieces of letter paper inside. Six articles and ten poems were uploaded carefully collected by Liu Qi and transcribed by himself. Eulogy.

When this good news spread to Beijing, the shock caused was almost as great as the capital earthquake last year.

Although Di Qing has performed extremely well in the past few years, Zhao Zhen, who claims to be a senior brother, has continued to promote him continuously, and he is also under a lot of pressure.

Now that he is silent, he is a blockbuster. He directly cut off the head of Li Yuanhao, who had been offered a sky-high reward by the Song court for a long time but had never received a response. Not to mention, he also completely smashed a sinister conspiracy to sneak into Bianjing. It can't help but make people feel happy while being afraid.

After Zhao Zhen heard this, he was even more elated, and almost raised his tail to the sky. On the morning of the same day, he praised loudly: "Di Qing, it's really my Guan Zhang!"

Although it seems a little inappropriate to compare Di Qing, who is still a civil servant, to Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, the famous generals Guan Yu and Zhang Fei who are brave and loyal to the king through the ages, but at this moment of joy when the crowd is in high spirits, even the most hated imperial censor Taiwan officials will not go out of their way to throw cold water on the officials and insist on correcting them as 'Guo Jiaxunyou'.

In all fairness, although Di Qing had strategized and made accurate judgments on the situation of the battle, his powerful military force, which even the fierce Xia army was in awe of, was a strong deterrent, and made it impossible to connect him with the gentle and delicate literati. together...

There are endless praises for the officials who have the eyes to recognize talents, know people and do their jobs well, and are wise and martial.

And after leaving aside that little awkwardness, because of Di Qing's status as a civil servant, the courtiers who have been talented for a while don't have to worry about the humiliation of writing for military officials. , have enthusiastically eulogized the great achievements of its construction.

Although the specific rewards have not yet come down, it is not difficult to see that in Bianjing at this time, as long as you keep praising Di Qing, you can be called "politically correct".

Lu Ci vaguely guessed that the reason why Zhao Zhen, who must have been overjoyed, was able to restrain himself from appreciating Di Qing and his soldiers was probably to wait for this wave of praise to reach its true peak, to summon Di Qing to the capital, and let him While enjoying the highest glory, accept the richest reward.

The thin-skinned Di Qing, who can't be flattered the most by others, couldn't read any more after finishing the second chapter.

Lu Ci didn't let him go, and he was determined to thicken his face: Di Qing refused to read, so he picked it up and insisted on reading it to him one by one.

Di Qing looked at his lover pitifully, begging for mercy with his eyes, but failed to get Lu Ci's "soft heart", he insisted on reciting all these hymns full of gorgeous rhetoric while his face was flushed.

"Here is also a new issue specially written for you by Brother Liu, who burns the lamp at night."

Lu Ci admired the flushed embarrassment of the little lover, and slowly handed over the latest "The Legend of Yuanyuan", making up the last "knife".

In the latest book, Liu Qi, who is catching up with this wave of enthusiasm, openly carries private goods. The focus is not the same as before, only focusing on the love and hatred between Liu Niangzi and Lu Sanyuan, but a clever introduction. Interesting episode.

That was little cousin Di who had always been weak and silent. When she went to visit relatives and friends with Aunt Guo, she unfortunately encountered vicious mountain bandits.Just when everyone panicked and begged for mercy, there was a scene that made everyone dumbfounded——

Cousin Di, who is always elegant and timid, turns out to be a martial arts master who hides her secrets.

While not forgetting to fasten the veil, she easily swung the heavy long sword, accompanied by bow and arrow, and beat the bandits to pieces in an instant, begging for mercy loudly.

Whether it is the strong military force that is in sharp contrast to the gentle image, or the way she wears a silk scarf to cover her face to kill the enemy, it reminds people of General Di, the leader of the military department who showed his power and wore a bronze mask. The relationship between the author Liu Yuanyuan and Di Qing as both a teacher and a friend... immediately caused this new issue to be sold out as soon as it was put on the shelves.

When Di Qing took the book, based on his understanding of Liu Qi, he already had an ominous premonition.

When he finished flipping through the book at a glance, all he had left was the urge to hang Brother Liu up and beat him up—"How could Brother Liu do this!"

He lay on the back of the chair in a trance, muttering.

Lu Ci rubbed his head lovingly, turned his head away kindly, and then laughed silently.

When he finally had enough laughs, he continued to comfort the loveless little lover and said, "Before you get angry with him, you have to thank him."

Di Qing looked at Lu Ci weakly, with question marks in his eyes.

Lu Ci said earnestly: "You don't know that among the thousands of book reviews written by Brother Yuanyuan, nearly [-]% of them insisted that Lu Sanyuan take the smart and brave little cousin Di back into the house!"

Di Qing: "..."

Seeing the little lover's speechless look, Lu Ci nodded in satisfaction, and kindly reminded: "You don't even think about it, you can be so embarrassed even when you read a letter, then after you return to Beijing, when people say it in front of you , don’t you have to dig a hole on the spot and get in?”

To Di Qing's surprise, the subsequent progress really made the grandfather "a word becomes a prophecy".

On the third day after they received Liu Qi's letter, the edict from Bianjing arrived in Yanzhou City with the imperial army on horseback.

Zhao Zhen ordered that the two most beloved courtiers in his heart, the young master and the junior brother, be recalled to Beijing today. In order to prevent the junior brother from recovering from his injuries, he specially sent three imperial doctors to make sure that Di Qing's injuries were recovered. Well, there is no room for mistakes.

Together with them, Zhang Kang, who had followed Di Qing to fight for more than two years and also made great military achievements, was also called to Beijing.

As the wounded, the carriage that Di Qing took was ordered by His Majesty Jinkou. Not only is the carriage spacious, but it is also covered with thick cushions. Under the careful driving of the coachman, it drove extremely smoothly, for fear of damaging the injury of this great hero. up.

It was the first time Di Qing had received such meticulous care since she was born in the mother's womb.

In addition to being flattered, he only felt uncomfortable all over his body—Gongzu even smiled and abandoned him, and only rode behind the carriage.

What Di Qing didn't expect was that the most severe test for him was still after he arrived in the capital.

Even its owner, today's emperor, was only used on some important occasions. As soon as it arrived at the gate of the capital, it attracted the attention of countless people waiting to enter the city for inspection.

They looked at it curiously, and they also pricked up their ears to listen to the conversation between the leader and the city gate guards.

As soon as they heard that the person in the car was none other than the brave general with a thunderous name recently——Di Qingshi, the crowd boiled instantly like a pot of boiling oil dripping with cold water.

After the carriage drove into the city gate, although it blocked the people outside the city, it was faced with a sea of ​​people from the city rushing towards them.

With courage, he is not afraid of facing thousands of troops. General Di, who took the enemy's head from a few hundred steps away, directly faced this man who was far better than a year ago in terms of formation. When the people of Yanzhou City returned to the city to welcome them, they panicked for the first time.

If he was surrounded by an extremely vicious enemy army, then he could still take the long sword in his hand without changing his face, and use the steed under him to fight a bloody path, but this...

"Don't panic, raccoon slave."

Wearing a veiled hat to cover up his face, Lu Ci enjoyed being 'robbed' of the limelight by the little raccoon slave. He even took the opportunity to sneak out, bought two sugarcane sticks at a roadside stall, and gnawed on them.

Seeing that Di Qing was stiff and didn't know what to do, he smiled and handed over the sugarcane he bought specially for the other party: "Why don't you feel wronged, follow the example of your son Cao Pi, and use this as a sword to open the way for us?"

Di Qing: "..."