At dawn, a carriage stopped outside the Yuan family's old house. The tall boy Yu Lu and the dark-skinned girl thanked each other and waited beside the carriage with packages on their backs. The young Cui Han yawned and walked out of the house, dressed in a suit of exquisite texture and fine workmanship.
Wearing an ivory white robe, he was followed by a young man with an appearance as delicate as porcelain, reluctant to leave.
Yu Lu couldn't help but ask: "Master, where are we going?"
Cui Chan said lazily: "I will take you on a far-away trip to study and visit Sui Dynasty. You two are originally students of Shanya Academy."
Yu Lu and Xie, the two remaining prisoners of the Lu Dynasty, looked at each other.
The driver was a big spy stationed in Longquan County. He watched his eyes, nose and heart, and sat motionless in the driving position. After Cui Han got into the car and bent down to lift the curtain, he suddenly turned around and said: "Go and call Wang Yifu to take over."
Coachman, you continue to stay in the county seat and are responsible for keeping an eye on the movements of Qilong Lane and Xinghua Lane."
The spy nodded, got out of the car and left without saying a word.
About a tea time later, a tall man strode towards him. The tall boy looked straight at him with a calm expression. The girl's eyes were cold, and she didn't seem to like this man named Wang Yifu very much.
Wang Yifu was the man who was ordered to twist off Song Yuzhang's head with his own hands. The former fierce general of the Lu Dynasty neither became a prisoner of the Great Li Order nor became a guest of the new dynasty. He did not regain military power. Instead, he became
The empress's eagle dog was "relegated" to the Changchun Palace to become a Taoist monk. Wang Yifu's master was changed from Empress Dali to the young national master in front of him.
Because it was on an official post road, the carriage was not small enough to accommodate three people, but Cui Chan still let the young girls sit outside. He occupied the spacious carriage alone. Not long after, the sound of reading could be heard in the carriage.
It’s really funny that Grand Master Dali, a world-renowned master of Go, has to recite these elementary education contents every day.
The carriage drove out of the town from the east gate. Cui Han lifted the curtains and looked at the newly built county government office near the east gate. It was not yet completely completed, but only had a prototype. Under the supervision of the subordinate officials of the government office, the town was now in full swing.
He started to get busy, causing the entire east gate to be filled with dust. Cui Chan lowered the curtain with a gloomy look.
After leaving the town and driving along the post road for about an hour, Cui Chan asked Wang Yifu to park the car. He walked alone to a hillside. Cui Minghuang, the "gentleman" of Guanhu Academy, had been waiting for a long time to see this ancestor who had been expelled from his home.
After that, he bowed respectfully and saluted.
Cui Zhang stood on the top of the mountain and looked back at the town. Unfortunately, his realm has plummeted and his cultivation level is low. Even with all his eyesight, he can't see the scenery over there. "It still needs to be done to respect Piyun Mountain as the North Mountain of Dali."
It will be difficult to succeed after a while. But it is imperative to build a new academy in Piyun Mountain, and the results will be available in half a year at most. Don’t worry, you took such a big risk this time and almost lost your life. I
I will definitely not burn bridges by crossing the river. A deputy mountain master of an academy cannot escape. After that, Da Li will definitely use all its national strength to make this brand new academy more like one of the seventy-two Confucian academies than the Cliff Academy."
After Cui Minghuang breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were firm and he promised: "I will never let my ancestor down!"
Cui Chan didn't say a word about this and continued to say his own, "I will leave the porcelain boy to you. When the time comes, you will place him in the new academy. If nothing else happens, his practice will go smoothly and he may be able to develop as a child."
You have to be mentally prepared to enter the middle five realms at such a frightening speed, but you'd better hide him in the snow and don't surface too soon. I selected the broken porcelain from the porcelain mountain, and it was not easy to put it together like this.
A porcelain figurine with a spiritual soul. The fact that this young man can transform from a pile of broken porcelain pieces to the present one is as vivid as a human being. It is not only the result of my lifelong efforts, but also a lot of luck, so you must pay more attention to it.
To put it unluckily, this is equivalent to me leaving you alone."
Cui Minghuang was in agitated mood. He bent down and clasped his fists and said, "Don't worry, ancestor, I, Cui Minghuang, will definitely treat him as my own son!"
Cui Chan looked a little tired, "In this small town, except for the feudal king Song Changjing, you can use the other two groups of spies and dead soldiers as you like. I have already said hello to you. And when you have nothing to do, please follow me more
Let’s talk to Old Man Yang from Yang’s Shop. This old immortal is the most fair in everything he does. He never talks about good or bad, good or evil, friend or foe. Try to get the old man to agree to do business with you.”
"As for Ruan Qiong, I advise you not to ask for trouble. The four major surnames and the ten major families in Fulu Street and Taoye Lane are now in disarray and their hearts are scattered. You should pay more attention to the Li family. Well, it is the Li family where Li Xisheng lives.
, As for the second young master Li Baozhen, who has a lofty ambition, his support has fallen. Although he cannot be said to have been brought back to his original form overnight, he can still be regarded as having experienced the treacherous clouds in our Dali capital city. Between these two brothers,
You can choose anyone, but you can only choose one."
"As for Wu Yuan, you can decide what to do on your own. Just discuss the matter on a case-by-case basis and don't have any heart-to-heart conversations."
At the end of Cui Chan's words, he clearly had the handsome appearance of a green young man, but it gave Cui Minghuang the illusion that he was an octogenarian and had nothing to lose.
Cui Minghuang asked tentatively: "Is that student Wu Yuan?"
Cui Han walked down the mountain with his shoulders slumped, nodded, and said feebly: "He belongs to the empress. She likes to choose this kind of people, who are not from a good background, but are smart, ambitious, and tolerant, but each has his or her own characteristics.
Each fatal flaw is easy for her to control."
Cui Minghuang suddenly realized: "No wonder, ancestor, I always felt something was wrong when you leaked the secret at the Yuan family's ancestral house. Later I figured out that it was because Wu Yuan was present."
Cui Han sighed, but did not hide the truth. He opened the skylight and spoke frankly, "At that time in Yuan's old house, I gave him a chance. He passed on all the news about trivial matters as big as sesame seeds and mung beans, and I was too lazy to care. But he
If after leaving the house, he chooses to leak the secret to the empress about that matter, then he will die. If the disciple deceives the teacher and destroys the ancestor, then it is only right for the teacher to beat the student to death."
Cui Minghuang was speechless.
Cui Chan patted the shoulder of this junior member of the family, "I have great expectations for you, otherwise I wouldn't tell you this."
Cui Minghuang smiled bitterly and said, "I'm really scared."
"Okay, don't give it away."
Cui Han quickened his pace and walked down the mountain. After walking a dozen steps, he turned around and said with a smile: "You and I are both smart people. You must be thinking that I can dig a hole for Wu Yuan like this and I will not let you go. In fact...
You guessed right, it is indeed like this, but where the trap is and when you need to make a life or death decision, you have to figure it out yourself."
Cui Minghuang did not panic, nor did he feel aggrieved. Instead, he was high-spirited and said, "I have almost finished reading the book that I should read. The joy of life from now on will be here."
Cui Chan turned around and looked at the carriage at the foot of the mountain. He folded his hands in his sleeves and said, "Sure enough, you must have all three types of disciples. You, Cui Minghuang, Wu Yuan, and Porcelain Man, are all ready. It's up to us from now on."
The four masters and disciples have their own destiny."
As they walked, Cui Chan trembled and murmured: "If one day I find out the truth, with the temper of that boy from Mud Bottle Alley, he will definitely beat me to death, and he might not even blink an eye."
The young man with a cinnabar mole on his eyebrows was full of anxiety and sadness, "The key is that the master killed his disciple, and it's the right thing to do. No, no, no, I, Cui Chan, can't live in such misery, I have to find a way..."
The young man suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled, and started to walk with a swagger. He laughed loudly and said: "You can throw all the dirty water on the Great Li Imperial Master. I am Cui Dongshan, not Cui Chan!"
The body skin he is currently living in can be regarded as an extremely rare treasure. It was born without stains, but it was born with dementia. Before he was six years old, his soul wandered and dispersed. Cui Chan refined it through many years of secret techniques, making it a
It was an inn that was easy for souls to stay in. Because the Lizhu Cave was too important and related to his great opportunity, he had to visit this place in person, so he moved out of this body and separated his soul into it. In this way, it is equivalent to the world.
Two Cui Chun appeared, one old and one young. The old Cui Chun stayed in the capital city of Li as his national advisor, strategizing thousands of miles away. The young Cui Chun came to the small town and hid in the Yuan family's old house.
In case of an accident, of course, deep down in his heart, Cui Chan may not have wanted to watch Qi Jingchun finish the last journey with his own eyes.
He wanted to defeat Qi Jingchun once and for all.
It's a pity that Cui Han didn't expect anything. First he lost to Qi Jingchun, and he was completely defeated. Then he was even worse. The old man who had clearly died in the Academy's Merit Forest came to his door and casually cut off his contact with Cui Han.
He said that he was punished by reading those tattered books every day. The funny thing was that none of them belonged to the sage classics compiled by the old man. In the end, he made a ridiculous decision and asked Cui Chan to be a student of the young man named Chen.
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What can I, Cui Zhang, learn from Chen Ping'an? Should I learn to make porcelain or make charcoal?
As for what the old man was thinking?
God knows!
It's the God-knows-what in the literal sense.
Although the old man's highest worldly fame in his life was nothing more than a scholar.
But back then, it was ranked fourth in the Confucian Confucian Temple. At that time, the old scholar was really in his prime. Otherwise, if the old man hadn't died, how could the statue be moved in and erected by force? Even the old scholar couldn't stop him.
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However, Cui Chan always felt that the old man was secretly having fun at that time and didn't really want to stop him at all.
In short, this public case is destined to disappear in the orthodox Qing history and the official history, and as time goes by, the remaining traces will disappear little by little.
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On the only way to Yefu Pass, a pass south of Dali.
A carriage stopped on the roadside outside the inn. A young man in white with cinnabar eyebrows stood on the roof of the carriage, facing north, looking forward to it.
Wang Yifu sat in the driving seat, silent as usual.
The tall young man Yu Lu was counting the items in his luggage. The girl with a graceful figure but a rough appearance was the most relaxed and comfortable. She was sitting next to Wang Yifu, back to back with the young man. She was swinging her legs and eating melon seeds one by one.
Young Cui Shan stamped his feet, "Finally here!"
Wang Yifu did not turn around and said softly: "Your Highness, take care of yourself in the future."
The tall young man who had changed his name to Yu Lu nodded and said with a smile: "The same is true for General Wang."
Wang Yifu hummed and was about to speak.
The girl who had finished eating a handful of melon seeds clapped her hands and said softly, "General Wang, there is no need to greet a prisoner and a pariah like me."
Wang Yifu smiled bitterly and said, "It's because we can't stand your disciples."
The girl folded her hands on her knees, looked up at the blue sky, and said with a smile: "Then just tell the souls of the dead people. I neither participated in the battle nor committed suicide afterward. On the contrary, I lived a pretty good life.
Soon I will be a student of Xinshanya Academy. So General Wang, it’s quite boring for you to tell me this.”
Yu Lu suddenly said: "Wang Yifu, don't pay attention to her. She is just a child who has not grown up. She is angry and doesn't know who to vent to. At this time, she will stab anyone who is easy to talk to."
The girl smiled and said, "Hey, you still think that you are the indescribably noble Prince of the Lu family. Do you still have the qualifications to teach me how to behave?"
Yu Lu smiled and said nothing, and continued to pack his luggage with his head down.
Wang Yifu suddenly had a headache.
If he hadn't been worried about the safety of these two children, how could Wang Yifu have agreed to serve Empress Dali and serve her.
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Chen Pingan and his party walked south along the edge of the post road.
Then I saw a familiar young man in white running towards me. His enthusiasm was even more exaggerated than that of a young girl facing her favorite lover.
The young man in white with cinnabar eyebrows smiled brightly and said: "Chen Ping'an, although it sounds like a joke, I am actually telling you very seriously and seriously that from today on, I am your student! You don't recognize me as a student
If so, I will die for you to see! After I die, remember to help me erect an inscription on the tomb of disciple Chen Pingan!"
Chen Pingan was stunned for a long time before he recovered and asked: "What is your real name?"
The young man laughed heartily, "Cui Dongshan!"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Then I will help you add three more words on the monument."