Chapter 82: Sir, student, brother and brother

Leaving the narrow and dark Mud Bottle Alley, walking in the broad and bright Erlang Alley, the young man with lively eyebrows walked lightly, his big sleeves swayed, and in his hand was the couplet stolen from the wall of Mud Bottle Alley.

A tall man who was supposed to appear at the Supervisory Government Office was standing outside the door. He had been waiting for a long time, closing his eyes and holding his breath. After hearing the footsteps, he opened his eyes and saw the familiar man. After seeing a strange young man again, he quickly turned sideways, stood with his hands tied, and said respectfully: "Sir."

The young man hummed, handed the couplet to Wu Yuan, took out the key and opened the door. After crossing the threshold, he suddenly took a step back and closed the two courtyard doors again.

Wu Yuan almost bumped into her husband's back. The parent official of Longquan County quickly took a few steps back, a little surprised by his behavior.

The young man named Cui Cheng folded his sleeves and pursed his lips towards the two painted door gods, "The ancestors of your father-in-law are hanging here, majestic, right?"

Although he doesn’t deal with his father-in-law, who holds the title of Shangzhu Kingdom, he and his unmarried daughter-in-law are really in love with each other. They are a well-known couple in the capital, especially A handsome Han scholar, well-read in poetry and books, rushed to the capital. He failed in the imperial examination, but won the hearts of beautiful women. Even though everyone was not optimistic about this marriage, he became the direct disciple of the Grand Master of Dali in one fell swoop, and became famous. It instantly became a good talk among the government and the public, so much so that it alarmed His Majesty the Emperor, who summoned Wu Yuan to Yangzhengzhai.

After that, the future father-in-law turned a blind eye to Wu Yuan and stopped threatening his daughter to break Wu Yuan's legs.

Cui Chan crossed the threshold and said casually: "I have been thinking about a question. Is there any chance that our Confucian vows of 'sincerely believe in clear principles, respect virtue and reward merit, and uphold the rule of the world' can be realized."

Wu Yuan asked softly: "Sir, have you figured out the answer?"

Cui Yi curled his lips and said, "It's difficult."

Wu Yuan was speechless.

Cui Chan asked with a smile: "Do you think the question is nonsense?"

Wu Yuan answered honestly: "Some."

Probably the teacher The conversations between students were always so candid. Cui Chan was not angry. He just glanced sideways at Wu Yuan and said regretfully: "For many things in the world, the precious thing is not the result, but the process."

Cui Cheng led Wu Yuan to the large red lacquer table under the plaque in the main hall, and said: "For example, you and Yuan Shangzhu's country Miss Qianjin, now you are in love and affectionate, and you can be happy for several days just by holding your little hand. But when one day you finally give her to a matchmaker to marry her, and after getting into bed and having a fight with the gods, you will soon feel lost. , It turns out it’s nothing more than that.”

Wu Yuan grinned, unable to accept the words.

Cui Chan signaled Wu Yuan to find a seat and sit down. He continued to stand and looked up at the plaque and said, "But you will do it because of this?"Boring results, and give up the opportunity to have sex with the eldest daughter of the Yuan family? Obviously not. ”

Cui Chan himself also felt that this statement was not very popular, “Then let me put it another way. For example, in cultivation, the goal of ordinary Qi practitioners must be to reach the middle five realms, and those with more geniuses will choose to go to the upper five realms. . Another example is to be an official. If you have small ambitions, you can be a first-class person. If you have big ambitions, you can be a noble official. Then during the long mountaineering journey, many people will keep raising their heads and staring at the scenery at the top of the mountain. The lush trees around them and the blooming spring flowers at their feet cannot be seen. Even if they can see it, they will not stop to appreciate it, which is a waste of time for a saint. His earnest teachings, the great beauty of heaven and earth cannot be spoken of. "

Wu Yuan fell into deep thought.

Cui Chan suddenly laughed, "Do you even believe this nonsense? The most boring thing in the world is reason. "

Wu Yuan said helplessly: "In the past, I definitely would not have thought deeply about this issue, but this time when my husband left the country, he first changed his 'outfit' and then came to this place inexplicably. Students are really unsure about meeting old friends in a small town. "

After Cui Chan laughed, he lazily leaned on the large chair, "Having said that, this great truth is not all nonsense. Although I attach great importance to work and neglect knowledge, this does not mean that Knowledge does not need to be taken seriously. To put it bluntly, ordinary people are not qualified to talk about talent or not unless they work hard and exert all their efforts to accomplish something. "

Cui Chan tapped the handle of the chair with one finger, his face was calm and calm, and he smiled: "Only those who work hard will have thoughts of despair for those who are truly talented. Sometimes, I will suddenly wake up and tell myself with tears that I am really not as good as that genius. "

Wu Yuan smiled and said: "In Go, all the national players in Dongbaopingzhou, Heqi Dizhao, must have this mentality when facing Mr. "

Cui Chan twitched his lips, "But when it comes to some things, geniuses like me also look at certain people in the same way. "

Wu Yuan shook his head and said: "The students don't believe it! "

Cui Yi stretched out his finger, tapped the righteous supervisor, and said with a smile: "Master Xiao Wu, this is a clumsy use of the provoking method. "

Wu Yuan laughed loudly, cupped his fists and bowed to beg for mercy: "Sir, your eyes are like a torch. ”

Out of the corner of Wu Yuan’s eyes, from time to time, he passed by a dull young man with crystal-clear skin. He was dull and dull, with empty eyes. He was sitting on a small bench next to the patio not far away, with his hands gently He put it on his knees and raised his head slightly, as if he were sitting in a well and looking at the sky.

Actually, Wu Yuan felt uncomfortable all over when she saw him when she entered the room, but since the husband didn't want to take the initiative to speak, he was not good. What are you asking?

Wu Yuan looked at the couplets on the table, took one back and looked at it carefully, then raised his head and asked: "Sir, who wrote this couplet? This person is very interesting. "

Cui Han yawned, changed to a more lazy and comfortable posture and huddled in the chair, "It's still a name for the time being.It's called Song Jixin, but I guess in a few years, it will be changed back to the old name that was crossed out in the clan's archives, Song Mu. "

Wu Yuan immediately felt that this fluttering couplet was very hot.

He couldn't help but ask: "What does Mr. want this couplet for?" ”

Cui Chan said with a smile: “I’ll give your dear senior brother some experience, so that he won’t have to say that I can write better than him because of my age. Now it’s better. This couplet is His brother wrote it, I don't believe he can find any excuse.

Wu Yuan thought for a while, suppressed his laughter, and said softly: "For example, Song Jixin was in the countryside and had nothing to do all day long. He only focused on practicing calligraphy, so diligence can make up for his laziness, so he wrote this The writing is better? "

Cui Chan looked surprised, "Is this okay? "

Wu Yuan smiled and nodded, "Senior Brother, I can do it. "

Cui Chan shook his head and said: "You can say a thousand words and ten thousand, but the beatings are still too few. The rules are always followed by sticks. "

Wu Yuan put the Spring Festival couplets back on the table and said casually: "Sir, your husband must have very strict rules. ”

Wu Yuan has never known where his husband learned from, and he doesn’t even know the general context. I am afraid that there are only a handful of people in the entire Dali who know this.

Cui Chan suddenly sat up slightly and said, "That's wrong. My husband taught me the same thing as I taught you. That's why my husband taught a student like me who forgets his ancestors and forgets his roots. Well, there is also bullying." The master destroys the ancestor. "

Wu Yuan thought he heard wrongly.

Cui Chan said calmly: "You heard right. "

Cui Chan stretched out and said, "When I was studying, I was not as radical as I am now. I only dared to propose the idea of ​​'knowledge and meritorious service, both', and the teacher rewarded me. The culprit below is eight characters. "

Cui Chan sat up straighter and straighter, looking directly into the eyes of his students across from him, "Do you know what is the most irritating part? It was my husband who interrupted me before I could finish talking about the topic. My husband, who has always been known for his rigorous scholarship, was not even willing to think about this issue for one more day, one hour, or even a stick of incense. Just throw me those eight words. I have a junior brother. Every time I ask my husband a question about classics, he always teaches me like it's a long exam, lest there be the slightest deviation. On one of these occasions, do you know how long my husband thought about it before giving his answer? "

Cui Yi stretched out a finger.

Wu Yuan thought as much as possible and said tentatively: "A month? "

At this moment, the Grand Master of Dali, who appeared as a handsome young man, had an extremely strange expression. He seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and seemed to be crying but not crying, "Ten years. "

Wu Yuan swallowed and did not dare to say another word.

Cui Chan exhaled heavily and laughed at himself: "Old friends, stories and piles of paper, it doesn't matter anymore. What's more, it doesn't matter, so what? "

Cui Yi stood up, put away the rare complex emotions, and said to Wu Yuan: "Today I want you toI came here to ask you to meet someone. I'll do something first while you wait at the door. "

Wu Yuan stood up and left as if he had been granted amnesty.

Cui Han walked up to the delicate-looking young man with dementia, squatted down behind him, and rubbed his chin, as if looking for flaws.

In the twilight, Wu Yuan walked into the lobby with a man wearing a bamboo hat. Only then did Cui Han stand up and said to the two of them: "You are my friend, sit down wherever you want. ”

After the man sat down, he gently took off his hat, revealing a handsome but sickly pale face. The whole person was in extremely bad spirits, as if he was seriously injured, coughing constantly, and exuding a faint bloody smell. Taste.

Wu Yuan looked solemn: "Emperor Cui Ming of Guanhu Academy? ! ”

Then Wu Yuan quickly looked at his husband.

Cui Chan, Emperor Cui Ming. Imperial Master of Dali, Guanhu Academy.

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Wu Yuan's scalp was numb, his heart was shaking, and he began to worry about whether he could leave the house alive.

When Mr. kills people, he always follows the rules.

But the problem is that few Qi practitioners in the Dali Dynasty can understand the master's rules.

Even direct disciples like Wu Yuan never dare to think that they truly understand the master's thoughts.

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Cui Yi moved a chair to the dull boy, with his back to Wu Yuan and Cui Minghuang, and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, one is a family member that I rarely admire, and the other is expected to inherit my mantle. ’s protégé, so the two of you don’t have to guess and can think of the bright side of things. "

Wu Yuan took courage and asked: "Sir, is he from the Cui family? "

Cui Chan ignored it.

Emperor Cui Ming smiled bitterly and said: "My uncle was expelled from the clan by the Cui family long ago. He also ordered that he should live in different ancestral halls and die in the same grave. "

Wu Yuan's face was gloomy and uncertain.

Cui Han, who never looked back, smiled and said: "Don't worry, our wise and mighty Emperor has dealt with these dirty things from the beginning. Got it. By the way, Cui Minghuang, you will tell me everything Wu Yuan has to ask. "

Wu Yuan suddenly thought and asked the biggest question directly, "Is the death of Qi Jingchun the work of Mr. Qi Jingchun? "

Cui Chan was unwilling to speak.

Cui Minghuang looked as usual and replied: "Qi Jingchun had received a secret letter before, from Shanya Academy. The person who wrote the letter told Qi Jingchun, their gentleman who imprisoned himself in the merit forest of a certain academy, is really dead. "

Wu Yuan frowned. This was a big secret that he had never heard of. It is estimated that only the leaders of the Three Confucian University Palaces and the Seventy-Two Colleges are qualified to know the inside story. But Wu Yuan, like many scholars from aristocratic families, had heard about other rumors.

In just a few hundred years, the statue that was enshrined in the fourth place of the Confucian Confucian Temple first came from Literary Saint. He was removed from his position and moved to the list of the seventy-two sages accompanying the sacrifice, and then moved back from the position of accompanying the chief sage untilAt the bottom, in the spring of this year, it was completely moved out of the Confucian Temple. Not only that, someone tried to secretly enshrine it in a Taoist temple, but was discovered. In the end, it was pushed down and beaten to pieces by a group of so-called ignorant people. Both the government and the public, this saint His whole life's work, the classic articles he wrote are prohibited from being destroyed, the legal policies he implemented were all overturned by the major dynasties, and his names were deleted from the official history.

First the rivers began to decline, then the mountains began to decline, crumbling, and finally the mud fell into the sea overnight, making no sound.

Cui Minghuang recounted an astonishing conspiracy, "Shanya Academy has now been removed from its status as the Seventy-Two Academy. Although you, Dali, are unwilling to do so, after all, Qi Jingchun and the academy He took great credit for educating the people and helping Da Li get rid of his status as a barbarian in the north. Moreover, without the academy to attract the elite scholars from the north of Dongbaopingzhou, Da Li's civil service system would inevitably suffer a huge impact. However, the general trend is that Da Li will suffer a huge impact. After all, we can't be fooled by a mantis, and Emperor Da Li will not be so stupid as to provoke so many extremely tyrannical forces from the mountains and down the mountain for the sake of Qi Jingchun."

"Since foreign aid is no longer reliable, then Qi Jingchun received it before. After the letter, the huge problem of how to single-handedly protect Shanya Academy from being revoked was placed on Qi Jingchun's desk along with the secret letter."

"But he knew it in his heart. He knew very well that once the period of Jiazi was over and he walked out of the Lizhu Cave, the shocking truth about his dormancy and forbearance and his rise instead of falling would inevitably lead to greater suppression from some big figures within Confucianism. , not only Confucianism, Taoism, but also some other big figures in various schools of thought are also ready to take action. After all, after finally suppressing the old one, it is really ridiculous to bring in a new one."

Cui. Emperor Ming showed a smile and subconsciously looked at the family senior, Cui Chan, who was still staring at the young man.

Cui Minghuang's eyes were filled with admiration and he said: "At this time, Ruan Qiong's early appearance has become a decisive move. It completely cuts off the most likely escape route for Qi Jingchun. ."

Cui Chan had stood up at some point and was gently opening the young man's eyes with his fingers. After hearing Cui Minghuang's words, he murmured: "Where is the wine? I just passed by the wine shop. When the time comes, I should buy a few pots."

Cui Minghuang saw Wu Yuan was a little confused and explained: "Ruan Qiong came to Lizhu Cave early. Although the military master did not interfere in the affairs of the town, Maintain absolute neutrality, but Ruan Qiong's existence itself is meaningful. This means that Qi Jingchun can no longer bargain, and proposes to the Sifang Saint of the Three Religions family that he will continue to stay in the town and be imprisoned for another sixty years in exchange for the cliff. Another sixty years of survival for the Academy."

Cui Minghuang smiled and said: "My husband is dead, no one reads his moral articles, and no one implements his policies. After Chun came to Dongbaopingzhou, the cliff academy he had worked so hard to build in the barbarian land was gone. The foundation that supported him in the world was gone.The place of my heart seems to be gone. Why not die? Only the death of Qi Jingchun can make some people feel that there is no threat at all. Naturally, they are too lazy to take another look at the fragmented Cliff Academy. In fact, if it weren't for Qi Jingchun, let alone become one of the seventy-two academies in Dali. The book on the cliff probably doesn't even have half of the heritage of our Guanhu Academy. ”

Cui Chan commented: “Guanhu Academy has a lot of heritage but lacks vitality. If it weren’t for the existence of Cliff Academy, Guanhu Academy had to make many changes, which would have been even worse.” In the ensuing great war and changes, it will only slow down step by step and gradually die out. ”

Cui Minghuang praised from the bottom of his heart: “Uncle Master is really knowledgeable and insightful, and he hits the nail on the head!” "

Cui Han finally stopped tormenting the young man who had no "popularity" at all. He stood next to the pool with no water and followed the young man to look up at the blue sky. After looking back, he said A very strange conclusion, "So I carefully arranged a big exam. There was only one candidate, the orphan named Chen Ping'an from Mud Bottle Alley. He had a very ordinary background, but had a very interesting growth experience. ”

Wu Yuan became more and more confused. What does this mean?

Cui Han began to walk slowly around the pool, with his hands behind his back and his head lowered. He said to himself: "Logically speaking, Qi Jingchun will struggle to death when there is no doubt that he will die, so there are three people who have to pay attention, Ma Zhan, his junior brother who accompanies him in the Lizhu Cave, and the book boy who teaches him knowledge step by step. Zhao Yao and Song Jixin, who seem to have a normal relationship, are the three people who are most likely to give Qi Jingchun hope. "

" If I want Ma Zhan to continue the legacy of Cliff Academy, it doesn't matter even if there is only one disciple. ”

“I want Zhao Yao to carry forward his master’s knowledge. It doesn’t matter whether he is in the Great Li Dynasty or even in the East Aquarius Continent. ”

“At first, when I learned that Qi Jingchun left all his books to Song Jixin, I thought that Song Jixin would be one of his incense inheritance, but soon I found out that this was a cover-up. . "

When Cui Han said this, he became silent for a long time, as if he was deducing step by step in reverse, making sure that there were no mistakes.

Wu Yuan cautiously interjected: "After the deception, hiding Looking at that person named Chen Pingan? ”

Cui Yi, whose thoughts were interrupted, stopped, raised his head suddenly, and looked at Wu Yuan coldly.

Wu Yuan immediately stood up, cold sweat seeping out of his forehead, and bowed his head. Said: "I hope you will forgive me, sir. "

Cui Chan continued walking, "Ma Zhan is half of that man's disciple, but he is far behind Qi Jingchun. His heart is as high as the sky but his destiny is as thin as paper. This is what he is talking about. "

"I asked Cui Minghuang to trick Ma Zhan into replacing Qi Jingchun as the next mountain master of Cliff Academy. Although the name of one of the seventy-two academies is gone, the academy itself is still there. If the academy exists, it needs the mountain master. In this way, Qi Jingchun’s cultural background has no influence on our emperor of Dali.Your Majesty, this is actually justifiable in terms of face, and this was also an ending that all parties acquiesced to in the beginning. "

"But I don't like it. Such a happy ending is too boring. Anyway, there are some voices within Confucianism, asking Wen Sheng, Qi Jingchun and Shanya Academy to disappear together, so as to avoid the resurgence of people's hearts and their resurgence. ”

“So I proposed to build a new academy in Piyun Mountain, and the three Confucian schools also promised to promote this academy to one of the seventy-two academies within fifty years. Our Emperor, At first glance, it sounds good. Compared with a useless figure like Qi Jingchun, replacing him with a puppet who can completely obey Da Li is certainly more suitable for Da Li's southward hegemony? "

"So Cui Minghuang lied to Ma Zhan again and told him that since the matter had come to this, it was better to settle for the next best thing, simply change the family, sever ties with the Cliff Academy, and be able to serve as the new president after returning to the town. Isn't it better to be the mountain master of the academy, and the first mountain master of the new academy, than to pick up people's wisdom and look up to them in the cliff academy? "

Cui Han continued to walk, but looked at Cui Minghuang who was breathing silently, "Did something go wrong at this time? "

Cui Minghuang nodded and said: "It must have been at this time that he became suspicious and started to make excuses with me. He didn't show his face at the time. Although I was careful, I didn't expect that a loser like Ma Zhan would initiate He was so ruthless, he spared no effort, even his meridians were cut off, his acupuncture points were exploded, and he wanted to kill me. "

Cui Han nodded, "Although Ma Zhan is far inferior to Qi Jingchun, he has been under that man's sect for more than ten years. He cannot be regarded as a mere fool. "

Cui Minghuang covered his mouth with his hand and spit out a mouthful of bruised blood. After clenching his fists, his face became a little more relaxed and a little more rosy. He asked: "Uncle, why do you want to allow Shanya Academy? The remaining old master led his students to leave Da Li and go to the enemy country Da Sui, and continue to use the name of Cliff Academy? How did Emperor Dali agree? This junior has never been able to figure this out. "

Cui Han walked slowly, "Even if Shanya Academy is preserved, it exists in name only. Without the golden signboard of one of the seventy-two academies, it is an empty shell and can no longer compete with the prosperous academy. Guanhu Academy competes for the most outstanding scholars in Dongbaopingzhou. Secondly, once a new academy is established in Piyun Mountain, the deputy mountain master of Guanhu Academy will come here to take charge. Of course, the second mountain master will definitely be the gentleman sitting next to you, Guanhu Academy. Thirdly, the Sui Dynasty accepted the bereaved dogs from the Cliff Academy, which is equivalent to taking over a hot potato. We, the Da Li, can find a reason to declare war on the Sui Dynasty at any time. By then, will Shanya Academy be different or still be on the territory of Dali? ”

“Everyone knows that Shanya Academy is equivalent to the Imperial Academy of the Great Li Dynasty, but which emperor and monarch of that dynasty dares to say that Guanhu Academy is his private school? Therefore, it has been something that His Majesty has dreamed of since he was a child, that one day Da Li will be able to completely control an academy. Of course, His Majesty the Emperor had some intention of compensating Qi Jingchun. During the years when Qi Jingchun served as the mountain master, even if he did not want to kowtow to His Majesty, His Majesty Qi Jingchun was truly loyal to Qi Jingchun.Very appreciative, maybe even a little in awe. "

Cui Han suddenly laughed, "Of course, the main reason is that I need, I need all such a game. "

"In addition to needing Qi Jingchun to die in Lizhu Cave, I also need him to follow my chess path and select the chess pieces I want him to select. In the end, I will destroy them one by one. Before Qi Jingchun died, it was as if she was still holding a few seeds or a few sticks of incense in her hands. It can only be left in the hands of those around you. "

"Chinese culture is about passing down the legacy from generation to generation. Even disciples who believe in a certain doctrine can die, but the incense and cultural destiny may not be cut off. Therefore, it is unclear what the incense and cultural destiny are. Qi Jingchun may have caught the clue, but I am still a little confused and don't dare to be too sure. I need to use facts to prove my ideas. "

"So setting up this big test and setting up this chess game is not only used to cut off that person's cultural background, but also an opportunity for me to achieve enlightenment. "

Cui Chan walked up behind the young man sitting on the bench, stretched out his hand and patted his head gently, and said with a smile: "There was a poem that said that the immortal caressed my head and tied my hair to achieve immortality. The writing is really... full of fairy spirit. ”

The joints of the young man’s body creaked, and finally he stood up slowly and sluggishly. His eyes gradually glowed with dazzling light. After standing up straight, he turned around to face the man who had pieced together his own body with his own hands. The young Cui Chan was still speechless, babbling, dancing and joyful, but at the same time he had an innate respect for Cui Chan

Not to mention he was not a practitioner. Wu Yuan, even Cui Minghuang was stunned when he saw this scene.

Wu Yuan didn’t know why, but after hearing what his husband said today, he felt cold all over and felt weak, and asked in a hoarse voice. He said: "Sir, can't you just kill someone? Need to spend so much time? "

Cui Chan laughed loudly, as if he had been waiting for a long time, and finally came to a really interesting question. He clicked his tongue and said: "The dispute between the great avenues is not as simple as destroying the family and destroying the whole family in the secular world. , it is very difficult to truly eradicate the problem. Killing people often turns simple things into a mess, so you have to be careful. Why can a cultivator be as tall as the fifteenth floor? Because cultivating the mind and cultivating the strength of a martial artist can only be so high, and the ninth level is the pinnacle. It is more difficult to reach the tenth level than to reach the sky. ”

Cui Han jumped into the pool directly opposite the patio, stepped on the colorful pebbles inlaid at the bottom, and walked in the pool as he pleased, but compared to the ground, the bottom was obviously more cramped, he thought. After thinking about it, he said: "Then I will tell you two frogs in the well about two public cases that were originally kept secret. After listening to them, you will find that these methods of mine are nothing but nothing. "

"There was a genius who almost helped the military to establish a religion. Although he fell short, he was a guy with great luck after all. No one dared to kill him. In the end, you know those real saints. How do people treatPay this person? Throw him into a blessed land and arrange for chess pieces to stay by his side for the rest of his life, constantly wearing down his military spirit. In this life, he will be reduced to a teacher in the countryside, but he will have no worries about food and clothing. In the next life, he will become a weak-tempered person. A vulgar butcher, but he was accompanied by a beautiful woman. In another life, he became a cynical playboy, and he came back after losing all his money. In another life, he became a scholar-emperor in a peaceful and prosperous age. In short, he was always being toyed with and applauded in life after life. It's still the same today. It’s not that the younger military strategists don’t want to take action, but they only dare to take action secretly, trying to awaken the sanity of the ancestor of the military strategist, but the hope is so slim. Are they going to compete with those old guys for their cultivation, strategy and patience? How to win? ”

“There is another military strategist, whose fighting power is astonishing. In the last move, he loses everything by mistake. Because of a puppet woman, he loses his soul. Then the saints immediately seize the opportunity. Three souls All the six souls were divided up, and then they became the first-class immortals in the major blessed places. Every soul actually ascended from the blessed places to our world, and the road went smoothly, and everyone became the overlord of one side, and then you think These nine people, whose lowest level of cultivation is the tenth level, or the seventh level of martial arts, are they willing to give up their independent will and become 'one person'? ”

“It doesn’t sound too complicated, but it will take an extremely long time to actually implement it. "

When Cui Chan said this, he sighed: "The battle between the great avenues is so cruel. "

Cui Zhang stretched out greatly, rubbed his neck with both hands, and said with a smile: "Ma Zhan died of guilt and anger. Zhao Yao has lost his identity as the owner of the 'Spring' seal, so what happens next? The only one who broke the rules was Jingzi.

“An orphan from an extremely poor alley has suffered a lot, and deep down in his heart, he hopes to have a stable life. Now his dream has come true. He suddenly became the richest man in the town, and suddenly faced A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make a fortune came, and all the five hills above the blessed land were taken into his pocket. Three hundred years, a long flow of wealth, all belonged to him."

"In addition to these helpless things, I helped him put the icing on the cake twice more. The first time was to help him choose the Luo Luo Mountain, and on this mountain, I would let Da Li consecrate a mountain god to sit there. Do you think the young man would be surprised the second time? , the Caotou shop and the New Year shop will soon be sold at a low price, and then, if nothing unexpected happens, he, Chen Ping'an, will buy it "naturally". Just imagine, the five people outside the town who make a lot of money every day. There are two time-honored shops in the small town on the top of a mountain. From now on, the county magistrate Wu Yuan will meet them. On the mountain, there will be Mr. Cui, the deputy mountain master of the academy, who favors him. Do you think this young man has almost nothing left? Pursued?"

"But."

When Cui Chen said these two words, he smiled and said to himself: "The things in this world are really the most interesting. "Afraid of these two words."

He continued: "But at this time, there were two carriages going out.When the ox-cart came back, there was only one horse-drawn carriage and one ox-cart, and the gentle Mr. Cui from Guanhu Academy was missing, and Mr. Ma from the school was also dead. Then the coachman would find Chen Ping'an and tell the young man that Mr. Qi and Mr. Ma from the school had hoped that he could take those...six Meng boys to the sworn enemy of the Great Li Dynasty to move there. Continue your studies at the Cliff Academy in the Sui Dynasty. This trip is difficult, and you will be looked at by tigers and wolves. In the end, the coachman will considerately persuade the young man. If Mr. Qi is still alive, he definitely does not want you to take risks to go to the Cliff Academy in the Sui Dynasty. "

Wu Yuan asked cautiously: "If those children who are already frightened want to stay at home in the small town, doesn't it mean that Chen Ping'an doesn't have to go out? Isn't this your plan, sir? "

Cui Minghuang smiled and said: "Not long after these children left the town, their families had been forcibly moved to the capital of Dali. Of course, Dali would not lack their wealth and glory. But there will be a few people left in each family who will tell those children how rare the opportunity is to enter the Cliff Academy, and how their parents and elders at home earnestly hope that they can go to the academy and return home. "

Cui Yi stood directly under the patio with an expressionless face.

Wu Yuan became more and more cautious and asked: "Sir, how are you sure that this big test can make Qi Jingchun This branch of culture has completely cut off the incense.

Cui Yi raised his eyebrows, turned to look at Wu Yuan, and said with a smile: "Didn't you hear that Qi Jingchun and I are brothers in the same school?" As his senior brother, I once took the place of my husband who went on a study tour to explain to him the Confucian classics for three full years. So, what is his path, I, Cui Chan, don’t know? "

Cui Han walked out of the pool and murmured in a low voice: "A gentleman with a pure heart... That's all. It's just that Qi Jingchun was so lucky that he actually had two natal characters. If he hadn't died here, Maybe it is the three-character destiny of no one before or since. If he doesn't die, who will die? "

Cui Han walked towards the door, "I mobilized the troops to set up such a big situation just for such a small thing. So small. "

Cui Chan raised his hand, put his thumb against his index finger, and said, "If we still lose..."

The last few words Cui Chan said were so subtle. Smell.

As soon as Cui Zhang opened the door and stepped across the threshold, he suddenly stopped. Grandmaster Da Li, who had originally wanted to buy a drink, suddenly felt that drinking was meaningless.

So he just sat on the threshold.

Wu Yuan and Cui Minghuang looked at the back of the slightly slender young man, wondering what was going on.

Cui Han folded his hands in his sleeves, bent over, and looked at the house across the street. The cheap black and white door gods, the meaning of the Spring Festival couplets, and the ugly blessing characters posted upside down

Cui Han said to himself. He said to himself: "Qi Jingchun, you will be disappointed in the end. ”

I don’t know where, a warm voice with a slight smile sounded softly, “This wayah. "

Cui Han was indifferent to this, still looking straight into the distance, nodded and said: "When that time comes, I will drink again. ”