Promotion and fortune in Song Dynasty

Naturally, the road was not opened.

Di Qing, who was sitting next to his lover in the carriage, held the sweet sugarcane sword in his hand and gnawed it slowly.

Amidst the deafening cheers, Lu Ci leisurely gnawed on the sugar cane, while raising the corner of the car curtain from time to time, exclaiming 'tsk tsk'.

"If I remember correctly, it has been 11 years since the day you first entered the capital?" Lu Ci said with nostalgia: "At that time you were far smaller than me, your voice was immature, and your temper was even worse. It's very bullying."

Di Qing's thoughts moved slightly.

At that time, he was still ignorant and didn't know what kind of affection he had for his grandfather. Only with the persistence in his bones and the luck bestowed by God, he was able to follow his grandfather across mountains and rivers to the prosperous capital.

Fast forward ten years, the former Xihe farmer in Fenzhou has come to the present under the careful guidance and support of his grandfather. Although he is far from being as outstanding as his grandfather, he is no longer an unknown person.

However, compared to fame, status, money...

Di Qing subconsciously held the hand of his sweetheart who was beside him, and pursed his lips vigorously, only then could he conceal the joy that was almost overflowing.

——Being able to meet and get to know each other with the grandfather is the most fortunate thing in his life.

Lu Ci didn't know that the little lover's thoughts stretched all the way, and then turned back to himself in an instant.

He was used to Di Qing's clingy appearance, one hand was held and the other was still free. After nibbling the last few mouthfuls of sugarcane, he suddenly heard something, blinked, and smiled to his lover: "Finally here!" gone."

"finally come?"

Di Qing repeated it puzzled.

Lu Ci didn't explain much, but put the hood back on, got out of the car leisurely, and greeted with a smile, "Why are you working hard for General Qi Lang?"

The person who came was none other than Qi Luo, the general of the Jinwu Guard who had guarded Lu Ci to parade the horse more than ten years ago.

Qi Luo was wearing a red official uniform, riding a tall horse, with twelve Jinwu guards neatly embellished behind him, looking majestic.

Hearing this, he showed a smile: "Although Qi is a rough man, he can't stand up to half a finger of the two talented Wenkui, but he also knows the truth of 'it's not unreasonable to have friends come from afar'. More What's more, the person who came here this time is the hottest hero at the moment, and I managed to snatch this job from my colleagues, how can it be called the word 'labor'?"

"Farewell for a few years," Lu Ci shook his head and said, "Brother Qi's articulation is too clever."

Qi Luo laughed loudly, and then nodded approvingly to Di Qing who raised the curtain and gave him a half-disciple ceremony: "Good job!"

Due to the crowds of people around, it is really not a good place to reminisce about the past, and there is still the emperor in the palace waiting eagerly with his courtiers, Qi Luo did not continue to exchange pleasantries with them, but suppressed his smile and put on a straight face, while letting his subordinates The Jinwu Guard cleared the way, while instructing the driver to continue driving forward.

Even with twelve majestic Jinwu Guards leading the way, it was still difficult and slow for the car to move forward.

"This can only be seen if all the people in the capital are mobilized!" The crowd was so dense that it was like an endless sea. Even Qi Luo, who had personally witnessed Lu Sanyuan's demeanor that made everyone empty-handed, couldn't help feeling His scalp was numb: "Yu Yu, I think Han Chen won this time and returned to the court, but it is much bigger than your previous battle."

The triumphant return of General Di, who survived all battles and beheaded Li Yuanhao's head, attracted the people of Kyoto to flock to the streets, hoping to see his demeanor with his own eyes.

"It should be so." The smile on Lu Ci's lips never faded from the beginning to the end, and he said without hesitation: "I just won the exam, and I can't afford that honor. The second time, I went thousands of miles to fight for military opportunities, and fought bloody battles to quell the country's disasters. It is a great achievement that benefits the country and the people, so how can I compare with him this time?"

Di Qing said anxiously: "Grandpa!"

"It's too modest for you to say that." Not only did Di Qing disagree, Qi Luo also shook his head and said, "You and Han Chen are neither related nor related, but you have done your best for him and guided him along the way. I think Han Chen is also very clear that without your hard work, even though he is a heavenly figure, it is absolutely impossible for him to go so smoothly."

As a civil servant, Di Qing became the most commendable "Confucian general" in the court. At only 23 years old, he took control of the military, made great achievements, and received the grand reception that the world could only dream of...

Qi Luo dreamed back in the middle of the night, and couldn't help being envious of his half-disciple.

The court is like this, the world is like this, if it weren't for Di Qing walking the right path, and Lu Ci relentlessly taking care of him, let alone show his talents.Even if he had unrivaled martial arts, he would have to lead a pitifully small number of mediocre soldiers to die under the command of an overseer who knew nothing about the art of war.

——Just like the situation where he rushed to the Western Front more than two years ago with enthusiasm, but was completely disappointed in Fan Yong's command in the end and tried to transfer back.

Thinking of this, Qi Luo, whose blood was aroused by the surrounding atmosphere, couldn't help but feel a little bit embarrassed.

Maxima often has it, but Bole does not often have it.

If there are a few more people like Lu Ci who are as discerning and discerning, who don't hesitate to give trust to them, and who are more open and honest afterwards and don't take credit for them, then the soldiers of the world will really have a bright future.

When a group of people rushed towards Da Nei slowly, the emperor of Song Dynasty, who was wearing a fiery red robe and a goldfish belt on his waist, sitting on the throne of the Chuigong Hall, couldn't wait any longer.

The important officials of the two governments sitting on both sides were not in a hurry. Although the delicious food and wine on the low table in front of them could not move, they also waited peacefully. Only the officials looked stable, and their booted feet couldn't help shaking Yes, and his eyes frequently looked outside the hall.

Why haven't you come yet?

Didn't they send Jin Wuwei to pick them up as soon as they heard that the younger brother and the others were blocked by enthusiastic people?

If he had known that he would be so procrastinating, he should have led his courtiers to greet him at that time. Anyway, he made a remarkable achievement this time.

Zhao Zhen was thinking wildly, when finally he heard a sound transmission like the sounds of nature.

——The two courtiers whom he has been thinking about the most have finally arrived.

Zhao Zhen almost jumped up from the dragon chair, thanks to his memory of being under the watchful eyes of everyone, he kept his dignity.

Even so, he still got up from the chair so quickly that the courtiers were startled, and when they were still in a daze, he rushed out briskly.

"Lu Qing, Di Qing," Zhao Zhen quickened his pace, and with a bright smile, he led a group of courtiers who trotted up to meet him, and without thinking, he held Lu Ci's and Di Qing's with both hands: "I hope you are back!"

Di Qing was still a little embarrassed, but Lu Ci was already used to the enthusiasm of his former disciples. Hearing this, he smiled slightly: "Seeing that His Majesty is well, I feel at ease."

Zhao Zhen laughed twice, and said cheerfully: "It's not just about being safe? It's enough for Di Qing to turn the tide, see through Li Yuanhao's conspiracy, and even bring his head to such a hearty victory. Song Yang is elated, no amount of praise is too high!"

Hearing what the officials said became more and more outrageous, for fear that he would be overjoyed, the courtiers who made the incredible promise of rewards in public looked at each other and spoke out one after another. Some praised Di Qing's military achievements, and some congratulated him.

Zhao Zhen was not annoyed when his words were interrupted. Instead, he was even happier that the courtiers understood the value of Di Qing's achievements this time, so after listening to them singing about Di Qing's merits, he calmly held hands with him at the same time. Di Qing and Lu Ci moved their hands to the hall where the banquet was held.

Di Qing looked serious, but his mind was almost blank, and he was dragged away by the little emperor who was more than a head shorter than him.

Lu Ci, who saw through the small thoughts of those colleagues, smiled slightly, did not say anything, just lowered his voice, and reminded the joyful little emperor: "The officials only need to hold hands for a while, and their backs will be pointed by their eyes. gone."

Even with his back to the important ministers, Lu Ci could clearly feel the scorching gaze on his back, and he could even imagine that Di Qing's jealousy at this time would only be stronger than him.

After all, Zhao Zhen treats Lu Ci differently, and it has been seen by all over the years, not to mention that he is accustomed to it, and many things are not surprising.

But Di Qing, who has been crowned for less than three years, actually took advantage of the rising clouds of the war against Xia to stand out, soaring all the way, and now receiving this kind of honor... During the holidays, I am afraid it will be another Luci!

Zhao Zhen was in a very good mood at the moment. After hearing Lu Ci's words, instead of letting go, he smiled and replied in a low voice: "It's a mediocrity not to attract envy. How can a young master not be able to withstand those gazes?" Live? Besides, the two of you have made a real contribution this time, so if I treat you kindly, they won't be able to criticize you."

Just as Lu Ci was about to speak, Zhao Zhen had already guessed what he was going to say, and stopped the conversation first: "This time I am willing to grant my junior full power, let him be in command, and he can dispatch the [-] soldiers at will. This achievement is inseparable from the little master who stood up and guaranteed it. At least half of those praises for my understanding and use should be attributed to you, and this great victory really has a lot of credit for you!"

Zhao Zhen is generous in nature, he doesn't like to play tricks, but he likes to read history books. Apart from being conscientious and conscientious, he pays special attention to absorbing the lessons of the kings of the past.

In his eyes, Wei Guojun Cao Cao is inherently ambitious, but too treacherous and treacherous, lacking the measure of a monarch.The courtiers who have made great contributions must be rewarded generously, otherwise it is not enough to express his gratitude to the courtiers for their hard work.

Seeing Zhao Zhen's insistence, although Lu Ci knew that he was too eye-catching and easily aroused the jealousy of villains, he still let out a light sigh and indulged the little emperor to show his unreserved love for them.

At this celebration banquet, Di Qing was promoted by Zhao Zhen as the well-deserved protagonist. During the exchange of cups and cups, there were countless condolences and compliments. If it weren't for the emptiness in his knees, Zhao Zhen would have wished to book a princess for him.

Di Qing, who was only slightly tipsy and tasted a bit of taste, was terrified, and subconsciously glanced at the smiling lover.

It's just that his little thoughts are always seen by Lu Ci at a glance. When he turns his head, it's good that he can read three parts of Lu Ci's true meaning.

Although he couldn't tell what the other person was thinking, he quickly declined this dangerous proposal that could cost him his life.

Zhao Zhen, who was half drunk, hiccupped and asked earnestly, "You really don't want a few beautiful concubines?"

Di Qing couldn't help but refuse, not even being tactful.

After hearing Di Qing's clear objection, although Zhao Zhen felt a little regretful, he didn't feel surprised at all when he thought that he was also alone, but he didn't feel lonely, but rather enjoyed this leisurely little wife: "Forget it, You and the little master are companions all day long, so it is inevitable that you will be affected by your ears and eyes..."

After Zhao Zhen completely dismissed the idea of ​​rewarding a few beautiful concubines, Di Qing also breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart.