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Chapter 633 Future and Ideal

~Date:~October 11th~

Di Qing, Di Hanchen.

His father was the parent official of Shuozhou Prefecture, from the senior official of the fourth rank, Di Chuanfang.

When he was young, Di Qing's biological mother passed away. Later, Di Chuanfang married a new wife.

He was neglected and suppressed by his stepmother and several half-brothers.

Di Qing, who gave up on himself, developed a perverse and lazy temperament.

A year ago, Di Qing's beloved brothel girl, Qin Ruolan, was occupied by his brothers, who humiliated Houliang and committed suicide!

Angry, Di Qing rushed into his brother's room on the spot and broke both of his brothers' legs.

Later, his father became furious and imposed strict family laws on him in the ancestral hall.

After being beaten with eighty sticks, Di Qing almost lost his life in the family head's ancestral hall.

From then on, Di Qing, whose happiness was completely shattered, became crazy.

Sunlight shines in from the windows and doorways, and the slanting beam of light shines brightly on the ground, casting a dazzling light spot.

On the table, tea is fragrant.

The heat slowly rose, and in the hazy mist, Di Qing talked about his life experience in a nonchalant manner, and from time to time he smiled heartlessly, as if the things that came out of his mouth were,

It's the same thing that happens to others.

After finishing speaking, Di Qing smiled and said proudly with a nonchalant look on his face: "My father dotes on those losers as much as he wants. I don't care about this little thing at all! Humph!"

Di Qing held his head high, his face as proud as a rooster about to be stewed, still extremely proud.

Lu Heng smiled, slowly put down the tea cup, glanced at Di Qing, and then looked out the window and said: "Who said you don't care?"

When Di Qing heard this, he laughed heartlessly: "The villain really doesn't care!"

However, the flash of pain in those bright eyes was caught by Lu Heng.

Lu Heng did not tease him, but said softly: "You did this on purpose. You want your father to look at you more and pay more attention to you!"

Di Qing laughed, shrugged his shoulders and said with a relaxed smile: "How could it be! I don't care about it at all!"

Although he was laughing, the bitterness at the corner of his mouth was getting stronger and stronger.

At the end, Di Qing really couldn't stand Lu Heng's clear gaze. He sighed, nodded and smiled bitterly: "Okay, that's true. However, it doesn't seem to be successful. It seems that the level is still not enough, hiss.

I have to think of a way to make him look at me!"

Di Qing smiled bitterly. He picked up the tea, raised his head, and swallowed the water and tea leaves in one gulp.

As if he didn't notice it, he raised his sleeve and wiped the water stains from the corner of his mouth. He took a deep breath, stretched out a finger and shook it: "Just one glance, that's enough!"

"You want your father to think highly of you?"

Lu Heng turned his head and asked with a smile.

Di Qing was silent for a moment and nodded.

"Then do you think highly of yourself?" Lu Heng smiled slightly, took a sip of tea, and then looked out the window, quietly looking at the busy traffic, hawkers, and street life outside the window.

Beside him, Di Qing was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and thought for a while, then shook his head with a wry smile.

"Since you yourself don't look down on yourself, why should others look down on you?" Lu Heng turned his head, stared at Di Qing, and asked in a deep voice.

"I……"

Di Qing opened his mouth, but found that he could not say anything. To no avail, Di Qing lowered his head dejectedly, with a look of extreme shame on his face.

The time fell silent, and neither of them spoke.

Agui sat aside, feeling very strange.

Why is the young master so interested in such a dandy?

The Yanyun Guard on the side (who was heartless) pricked up his ears and listened for a while, and then continued to eat with his head down.

Lu Heng also laughed a little in his heart. He didn't know why he was so interested in a stranger.

After thinking about it for a while, Lu Heng shook his head and smiled.

Maybe, it’s just because of the name Di Qing!~

In Lu Heng's previous life, in Lu Heng's memory, Di Qing was a famous general in the Song Dynasty. He was born in the grassroots and achieved great status with his military exploits. During the Song Dynasty, he was the idol in the hearts of countless prostitutes.

At the same time, he is also Lu Heng’s favorite historical figure.

Now, although he knew that this Di Qing was not that Di Qing, subconsciously, Lu Heng was still full of curiosity about this dandy boy.

I saw Di Qing lowered his head and said nothing, looking seriously frustrated.

Lu Heng smiled slightly, picked up the teapot, and poured a cup of tea.

After taking a sip, he asked calmly: "Then do you want your father to think highly of you?"

"I want to!" Di Qing didn't hesitate at all, raised his head, eyes full of expectation, and answered eagerly.

Over the years, he has been acting crazy just to get his father to look at him more. However, no matter what he did, his father just ignored him, as if he was not his son.

In order to get his father to take another look, Di Qing tried his best, but to no avail.

Now, he suddenly heard that Mr. Lu's words meant to help him. How could Di Qing not be excited?

Di Qing's eyes were flooded with anxiety, and he looked at Lu Heng pleadingly, waiting for Lu Heng's countermeasures.

Lu Heng coughed, then glanced at Di Qing, raised his finger and pointed at the teacup.

Di Qing winked, quickly picked up the teapot and gave Lu Heng a new cup of tea.

Lu Heng looked like a child who could be taught, nodded, and smiled slightly: "How many of the Four Books and Five Classics have you read?"

Di Qing shook his head: "Have you never read it?"

Lu Heng raised his eyebrows, and then continued to ask: "How much do you know about the art of war and strategy?"

Di Qing still shook his head: "I've heard that walking is the best strategy, but I don't know where it came from!"

The corner of Lu Heng's mouth twitched, he coughed, and asked unwillingly: "Can you teach me to teach farmers and do mulberry farming, and do homework in the fields?"

Di Qing curled his lips and said disdainfully: "That's so tiring!"

Lu Heng raised his hand, rubbed his forehead, and asked unwillingly: "You should be able to herd sheep and feed horses, right?"

Di Qing blushed, lowered his head and said, "It's all my servants who feed the horses. Me, I can't do it either!"

Unconsciously, Lu Heng's face turned blue. He turned his head and stared at Di Qing with an evil look: "Then what do you know?"

After Di Qing heard this sentence, he immediately changed his previous slump and said with joy: "That's a lot. I can whistle, play the flute, fight with crickets, walk the dog, forgive the bird ≥ Niu Suo Meng. Everything is clear, no matter what.

One is not perfect! How about more?"

After saying these words, Di Qing looked proud, as if he had done something awesome.

However, this guy was obviously a little too proud. Lu Heng, who was oblivious to the situation, was already as black as carbon.

After laughing for a while, Di Qing suddenly realized that something was wrong in the atmosphere.

The strong one-armed warrior seemed to be shocked by his own domineering power. He looked dumbfounded and didn't even notice the drool flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The warriors in blue robes looked at themselves in shock. One warrior was so surprised that he couldn't help but pick up the wine flask in his mind and hung it diagonally on his finger.

The sweet wine flowed out and poured all over the companion's crotch.

Look at Mr. Lu's appearance again, it's even more wonderful.

The look on his face looked like he was smiling, more like he was crying.

Is there something wrong with what I'm wearing?

No, I chose what I wore today carefully.

I lowered my head and looked at myself, it was okay.

Di Qing coughed, straightened up, shook his gown, and looked like a tree standing in the wind. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Is there any problem?"

Lu Hengpi glanced at him with a smile, and said with a cold smile: "No problem!"

After squinting at him, Lu Heng stood up directly and patted Agui on the shoulder: "Throw it out!"

Damn, what a historical celebrity.

Mud can't hold up the wall, so go to hell!

Lu Heng's mouth twitched and he walked straight upstairs.

Behind him, Di Qing, who looked proud and proud, suddenly froze on the spot.

"Sir, wait!"

Seeing Lu Heng about to leave, Di Qing suddenly panicked, got up quickly, ran to Lu Heng, bowed and begged with a grimace: "Sir, please help me, I beg you!"

Lu Heng glared at him with hatred, and sneered: "How do you ask me to help? Apart from those messy things, what else do you have? You can't resist the shoulder, the knife that can't be lifted by the hand, you can't pick up the knife."

What else can be done?”

There was a look of shame on Di Qing's face, and he lowered his head and sighed. Then he muttered: "Actually, I will order something else. But I don't dare to say it for fear of being laughed at by adults!"

Damn it, is there anything else that can be funnier than your messy things?

Lu Heng snorted, but said nothing.

Di Qing sighed softly, hesitated for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said frankly: "Actually, villains like to play with some gadgets, and also like to see some phenomena that others don't understand. In the past, I also liked to tell others, but later,

Everyone thinks I’m a lunatic, so they don’t dare to say anything anymore!”

Lu Heng sneered and looked at him: "Oh? Then tell me, what gadgets do you like to play with? What phenomena do you observe?"

When he said these words, Lu Heng had no other thoughts except contempt.

Facing such a waste, Lu Heng really couldn't arouse any interest at all.

But, Di Qing's answer next really surprised Lu Heng.

Di Qing coughed, raised his head and glanced at Lu Heng, then blushed and whispered: "When I was young, when I saw the teapot boiling water, the tea lid would jump up because of the heat. At that time,

, the villain was thinking, why does the tea lid move? Is it caused by the hot air? How can the hot air be so powerful? "

When Lu Heng heard this, he was quite surprised. He sat down unknowingly, his eyes full of surprise, as if he had discovered a piece of rough jade, and asked curiously: "What happened next?"

Di Qing blushed and whispered: "Later, the villain made a windmill out of wood and placed it on the lid of the teapot. Sure enough, when the water boiled, the hot air sprayed from the spout blew the windmill.

It's spinning, and it's spinning very fast?"

Lu Heng waved to Agui to serve tea.

After taking a sip of the tea, he said in surprise: "Then what do you think after seeing this phenomenon?"

Di Qing smiled awkwardly, scratched his head and said: "The villain is thinking, if there is a big teapot in a boat, and then the heat of boiling water is used to push the wood pulp, then when the big boat starts to move, wouldn't it mean that there is no need for a boatman?

Already?"

"Have you tried it finally?" Lu Heng asked in surprise.

Di Qing smiled and shook his head: "No, they all said I was crazy. If I could really build that kind of ship, I would probably be beaten to death by people as a monster!"

Hearing this, Lu Heng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

After Di Qing glanced at Lu Heng, he said anxiously: "I'm sorry, sir, but you can keep the secret secret for me. Only adults and villains know about this!"

Lu Heng smiled, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why keep it a secret?"

When Di Qing heard this, his face suddenly became flattered, and he said with a mournful face: "Sir, you can't be like this. I am sincere to you, and you can't cross the river and burn the bridge!"

"What are you talking about?" Lu Heng glared at him angrily, wondering whether to laugh or cry, "Am I that kind of person?"

"What are you doing, sir?" Di Qing asked cautiously, feeling uncertain.

Lu Heng smiled, picked up the tea station, took a sip of tea, and asked with a smile: "Di Qing, do you know Jiangning Military Academy?"

Di Qing nodded and said: "I know, I know, that is the cradle of my general Zhou Dynasty. Many generals in the army are teachers in the academy. Many of my friends are studying there!"

Lu Heng nodded slightly and said with a smile: "There is a non-secret organization in Jiangning Military Academy called the National Defense Research Institute. This organization was established by elite personnel from the Zhou arsenal to study military equipment and war tools!

"

Di Qing nodded vigorously, but then asked in surprise: "But, what does this have to do with villains?"

Lu Heng laughed, reached out and patted Di Qing's shoulder, and said with a smile: "How about it, Di Qing, are you interested in going to the National Defense Research Institute?"

Di Qing's mouth opened wide and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"ah?"

Lu Heng glared at him and said seriously: "Ah, what, do you want to go?"

Di Qing trembled, nodded quickly, and stammered: "I think about it, I think about it, I think about it so much, but I'm a villain. I'm afraid no one will want me!"

Lu Heng smiled slightly, put his hand on Di Qing's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Someone wants it, and many people want it!"

"But?" Di Qing was puzzled and scratched his head and said, "But why? Why should I be a villain?"

He has a knack for walking dogs and fighting birds, but other than that, he has nothing to offer. He has no advantages at all. How could he possibly get a job in a place that even his father would be jealous of?

Master Lu, are you making fun of me?

Lu Heng saw this kid's face being stunned by happiness and at a loss. He laughed and said, "Why? Just based on what you just said!"

After laughing, Lu Heng reached out and patted Di Qing's shoulder, and said sincerely: "Go, that's your stage! Only there can you have everything you want, including what you want by others.

Worth it!"

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