Chapter 1268 1268: One battle to determine the southwest (Five) [Please give me a monthly vote]
Cui Zhi also wanted to know who this scholar was.
He cares about his mother-in-law in the coffin far better than Cui Hui. He knows Cui Hui but the relationship between them is tense. There are not many male candidates who meet these two conditions, and Cui Zhi’s previous absurd speculation is obviously wrong. But this is obviously not the time to explore this.
The pain is too severe, and the loss of control of the literary spirit shows signs of impact on the heart.
If you don’t control it and calm your mind, it will be the least serious injury. If you have a serious injury, you can place a coffin in the mourning hall.
Cui Zhi was careful, and he saw Cui Hui''s struggle movement that he wanted to come forward to support him but restrained. He closed his eyes and cruelly chose to take advantage of others'' danger. When the scholar was in a trance, he used the spirit of the word to subdue him, block the Dan Mansion, and cut off the bridge of communication between the other party''s Dan Mansion and the meridians and the literary qi. As long as the literary spirit cannot be mobilized, the other party will not be able to kill him for a while.
This is not insurance enough.
Cui Zhi was preparing to apply a calm voice to the scholar and forcefully gave the sedative agent, but before he could move, the other party strangled his wrist lifeline by his backhand. When Cui Zhi thought he was about to turn against the mourning hall, the scholar endured the severe pain of the heart veins bulging from the blue veins on his forehead, and vomited another mouthful of blood, and said silence: "No need."
The scribe wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and supported the altar with the other hand, tightening his spine with difficulty and slowly. It looked much calmer, and the aura around him was completely different from when he was up the mountain. It seemed that most of his anger was pulled away. Cui Zhi stared at his side face in a daze, and made a new discovery from this perspective - this person''s side face was similar to his brother-in-law before he became fat.
After looking carefully, my facial features are somewhat similar to those of Kewu.
At the foot of the mountain, the other party introduced his surname Cui?
If I remember correctly, Cui Zhi and Cui Hui heard his wife briefly mention before getting married that her father was a son-in-law and her mother-in-law''s children all took their mother''s surname. Looking back at the strange reaction of the scholar when he went up the mountain, it is hard to say that it is not a mysterious response between his bloodlines.
so-
This is also the brother-in-law who is in line?
The scribe didn''t hold on for long. When he saw the coffin that was so close to him, tears rolled out. He brushed away the hand that Cui Zhi was trying to support him, stood shaking his hands on the altar, his straight back bent little by little, as if he had been pulled away from his spine one by one. Cui Zhi was shocked to see blood beads overflowing from the scholar''s closed lips and teeth, smashing on the altar, blending with tears.
“Sister—”
Heavy steps came from outside the mourning hall.
The thick and heavy male voice broke the suffocating atmosphere of the mourning hall, allowing the air to circulate again: "The new medicine is ready, and the prescription this time is better than the last time. Yesterday, the two patients with high fever have escaped from danger, and the group of people at the foot of the mountain have been sent..."
A shadow like a flesh-like wall covered half of the door.
With the emergence of middle-aged men, the mourning hall, which had little lighting, seemed even more gloomy and darker, and even the air seemed to be cold. The middle-aged man was stunned by this scene. He didn''t expect that there was a third person in the mourning hall. Because of the position, Cui Hui blocked the middle-aged man''s vision, which caused him not to see the third person clearly, so he simply thought that the other party was also a guest who came to mourn his mother after hearing the news. He stopped talking about what he said just now, and Cui Hui said, "You go and get mourning clothes."
The middle-aged man was confused.
The three people who need to mourn on the mountain have already put on the sacrificial clothes. Cui Zhi, who is nominally the former son-in-law, does not need it himself. Even if he has not yet divorced, he only needs to wear scattered clothes. But his brother-in-law disagrees: [It is said that the son-in-law has half a son, and the son is filial to mourn for his mother. It is natural. Since you are a family, don’t worry about these things. 】
Who should I wear another one?
You can’t give the guests to pay their respects, right?
"Take the numbness?"
"Get together and lose."
Middle-aged man''s scalp was numb when he heard it.
He had speculation about the identity of a middle-aged man, and stepped forward two steps past Cui Hui, and then he saw clearly the person coming, a person he had not seen for more than 20 years. Even though I haven''t seen him for so long, I still recognized him at first sight. But he opened his mouth, but the name was stuck in his throat and circling his tongue, and he couldn''t spit it out. The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva and thought that the mother''s mourning hall was under his feet.
In the end, he still bit the bullet and said, "Father."
Cui Zhi: “…”
He suddenly cast an incredible look at his brother-in-law.
My brother-in-law’s father?
Mother-in-law’s husband?
Isn''t that your own...
Old father-in-law?
Cui Zhi felt that his mind almost stopped.
If he remembers correctly, isn’t my father-in-law no longer alive? It is said that he was walking with Ke Wu''s senior brother.
How could he get entangled with the Eternal Congregation?
Cui Zhi was full of doubts.
But I also know that now is not the time to get to the bottom of it.
"I''ll get it, you three will reminisce about the past." Judging from the attitude of Kewu and his brother-in-law towards their father-in-law, their father-daughter/father-son relationship is not very friendly, and when they think of their mother-in-law who has been a monk for many years, there are probably more twists and turns than he imagined. Cui Zhi looked at the three of them, and took the task of getting mourning clothes. He wandered around for a while, and couldn''t help but put a tight spell on the three of them: "After all, it was in front of my mother''s spirit, and the first seven had not passed. Even if you have many conflicts, you should let it go first."
Don''t argue at this time.
The brother-in-law shrank his shoulders, and Ke Wu gave him a warning look that he would not meddle in other people''s business. The old father-in-law coughed for a while and straightened his waist, his breath was weak, and he glanced at him sideways: "Who are you?"
The bad breath hits my face.
Just after experiencing extreme emotions, Cui Xiao was weak and had no strength. My brain is also groggy, and everything is like looking at flowers through the fog. I lost my ability to think for a while and couldn''t remember who I was. Why are these people in front of me doing something? I only knew that my chest was unbearable and my eyes were full of people. The dizziness and vomiting that was difficult to suppress was irritating.
Cui Zhi said, "Son-in-law Cui Zhi."
Cui Xiao said lightly.
He gasped in his mouth, as if he couldn''t hold on, so he sat down on the ground with one leg along the altar, his eyes were blank, and he just cried. Cui Zhi sighed and turned around to the back hall to get mourning clothes.
The temple accepts women of different ages, including babies who are still in their infancy, and there are also elderly people with silver frost on their heads without anyone to support them. In order to make the elderly walk decently, the idle courtyard of the temple has two or three spare coffins and a complete set of mourning clothes.
When he came back, the father and daughter were talking.
"Today is the first seventh day of my mother, you are too late." Cui Hui said that she would not appear in any mood. It would be fine if Cui Xiao had not appeared. When everything was calm, she would bring the news of her mother''s turn. Maybe she would comfort her. But Cui Xiao appeared on the first seventh day and even gathered around the mountains to ask for medicinal materials. What does this mean? This shows that he has been in the southwest during this period. Maybe when his mother was in trouble, he was not far from Qingshui Temple.
This speculation made her mood completely chaotic.
I can’t help but feel resentment in my mind.
Even if reason tells her that this emotion is untenable.
"Why didn''t you come early?" The old father-in-law did not react at all. Cui Hui''s body and spirit had reached the critical point, and she was extremely tired. She kept asking him why he didn''t come early. She thought that the dried-out tear glands once again burst into tears, and blurted out her resentment and even called out the other party''s name in a daze, "Cui Shanxiao, why didn''t you come earlier! If you came earlier, Ah Mother would definitely not die of regret! Even if she couldn''t save her, at least let her see you!"
Every Buddhist scripture copied and every Buddhist name recited.
In addition to atonement, it is not just for him Cui Xiao! During Cui Hui''s growth, she gathered half of her parents'' life experiences from her grandparents, uncles, aunts and grandparents in the village, including their childhood, youth, youth and even middle-aged. The bandit Ah Weng, who has been licking blood from the knife for most of his life, gave all his kindness to his only daughter, and even his husband has to be raised from childhood. It is more at ease to keep a son-in-law when he is a small family.
Uncle and aunt laughed when they think about it.
[Your father was crying and clingy when he was a child. 】
[That is, if you can''t see people for a while, you will start to cry, and follow your wife''s **** like a tail all day long. 】
[The elder sister screams all day long. 】
[At the beginning, didn’t you call a fairy girl? 】
[I have never seen a fairy daughter who can hold an axe and chop people''s heads as a cut. Only Xiao Cui grew up with her. She thought she was watching the fairy when she saw everything. Alas, but it is really worry-free to raise a son-in-law. I went back and talked to Xiao Cui and found one for us Ah Hui. 】
[Didn’t Xiao Cui raise so many apprentices? 】
As a private school teacher, Xiao Cui is also full of students in the county.
Cui Xiao never said a word, covering his face with his hands, wishing he could group the whole person into a ball. Cui Zhi outside the door also felt numb. If you hear that right, Ke Wu just called his father-in-law "Cui Shanxiao"? By chance, he is very familiar with this name.
In the past few years, the southwest countries have been making small moves openly and secretly, digging holes to make people jump, including but not limited to paying money to bribe officials from counties and counties adjacent to the southwest, allowing corruption and negligence to start from the grassroots level, and bribing local gentry and fighting against the government.
It was a little effective at the beginning.
But the news will soon reach the Censorate.
The efficiency of the Censorate once made people suspect that this was the self-respecting force of the Censorate. Cui Zhi, as the head of the Southwest branch, participated in the matter of stuttering Kang Guo, and as the head of the Cui family.
People''s livelihood in Kangguo is developing too fast, and any business needs to be inserted. Taking the example of raising pearls, this piece has moved Cui''s cake. Kangguo is still working hard to build land and open river roads, which can almost predict the future impact. Of course, Cui Zhi couldn''t sit still and wait for death, and Cui Zhi had a good understanding of this.
Following the clues, I found the head of the Censor Cui Xiao.
Cui Xiao is unknown. He once served under Wu Xian''s account and has a good relationship with Qin Li and Zhao Feng, but he has not made any achievements for many years and has not been used by Wu Xian. Leaving Wu Xian and joining Chen Tang, he is not considered an old official, but it is much better than staying in Wu Xian''s tent and being too lazy to sting his feet. As a supervisor, the censor has been traveling abroad for many years and has little reputation abroad. If it weren''t for deliberately investigating, I wouldn''t know that this person would be known.
These are all information that can be found simply from the outside world.
Cui Zhi has other discoveries in the Gods Association.
Now it seems that the channel of the Gods Association is not omnipotent, otherwise Cui Zhi would not have known until now that he was not only Kang Guo’s supervisor, but also his nominal father-in-law. Looking at Ke Wu''s reaction, the last time the father and daughter met must have been more than 20 years ago! Cui Hui knew that his biological father was in Kangguo early in the morning.
Realizing this, I contacted Cui Hui and Li many years later and returned home. The purpose was probably to be deeper than he imagined. But the truth is, he doesn''t want to investigate it deeply at this moment, at least he can''t bring up old accounts in front of his mother-in-law. Cui Zhi sorted out his thoughts and handed Qi Shuang to his father-in-law who had improved his spirits: "This man has passed away, and his father-in-law is mourning."
After saying that, he was stunned for the first time.
The two were on the mountain road, and what he said to him was returned intact. What a sad scene?
Cui Xiao looked at his wet palm without saying a word.
Cui Zhi could only put mourning clothes aside.
"Before and after your mother''s encounter, let''s talk about it in detail."
I just didn''t say it clearly on the mountain road, and many details were not mentioned. Now I have become a family and there is nothing to hide from.
Cui Hui sighed and said that the whole journey was complete. Cui Zhi saw his old father-in-law who was descended from the sky, crying and laughing, and his eyes were even more fierce, but his lips curled up in a stiff and weird curve. He covered his eyes with one hand, and his movements slowly changed from sitting against the altar to kneeling forward and bowing his head, with his forehead against thick bricks and stones.
Dongdongdongdong—
The bumps will be repeated.
His reaction even a pair of children found something was wrong.
A quarter of an hour later, Cui Xiaocai was persuaded by his son, and his whole face was defeated faster. Cui Zhi carefully discovered that the other party''s hair turned white when his temples turned white. Cui Xiao pushed his son away to support him, staggered towards the coffin a few steps, raised his hand and slowly pushed the lid away, revealing a blue and white face. The abbot in the coffin was in his early sixties, and his skin was no longer as fair and tight as he was when he was young. His face was covered with marks left by the years. Only Cui Xiao was vaguely seen from his eyebrows and eyes: "So, this is how you look when you are old."
“It’s different from what I imagined.”
Cui Xiao also thought that a fierce woman was also a fierce woman when she was old.
The wife in my memory was the "son" raised by my father-in-law. She rode a horse in the mountains and fields like flat ground. Her father-in-law regretted that she was a daughter until she died. If a man is a man, he will suffer a lot less.
Have you ever thought she would be kind and kind?
Cui Xiao stroked her fingers through her eyebrows.
What appears in front of you is every scene of love in the past.
"I should come to find you, even if my sister refuses to see me."
Time is like flowing water, never returning, life is fleeting for only a few decades, and I have wasted so many precious days.
He was unable to hold the coffin, as angry as a **** spring.
Suddenly, another sneer was made.
"Haha, I thought...what is the perfect ritual...it was it you, it was you, why was it you?"
Cui Zhi was shocked by hearing a few vague words.
Cui Xiao put his forehead against the lid of the coffin, his voice tired and sleepy.
"I remember the Lord comforted several children who lost their parents and told them that death is never the end of life, and that the living is forgetting... Even you have to forget me, so you have been caring about me the most for so many years. Is that true?"
Turning his eyes off, he should have thought of it long ago.
The way of scholars is really not a tormenting curse?
"The person who cares about me the most is gone." How ridiculous is he who can''t find a clue to obtain a breakthrough on this day? Cui Xiao''s head was pillowing on his overlapping arms, as if every time he was young, he sighed in a deep voice, "You are a famous person in front of the King of Hell Palace, how can I know that I will become a nameless ghost in the world in the world..."
Just right, it''s also a perfect match.
(灬)
The more you are obsessed with something, the easier it is to lose something.
Cui Xiao thought that what he was obsessed with was a high official and generous salary, a wife, and a bright family lintel that his father-in-law expected, so he got involved without telling his family that he shouldn''t have been involved.