Chapter 1266 1266: A battle to determine the southwest (3) [Please vote for me]
Qingshui Nunnery was built on the mountainside in the outskirts.
At first, it was just an abandoned nunnery hidden in the mountains and forests. Later, it was bought and renovated by Mrs. Cui’s family. It was used to practice and adopt homeless women and abandoned babies. Some young people once thought that Qingshui nunnery was the kind of temple that was built during the day.
A nunnery that worships the Buddha devoutly and talks about romance with others at night, regards the bhikshuni in the nunnery as a nunnery who engages in romance, and actually goes up the mountain in the middle of the night to harass her.
In order to allow his mother-in-law to practice with peace of mind, Cui Zhi sent someone to take care of her.
But he soon realized that he was wasting his time.
His mother-in-law, who eats fasts and chants Buddha's name, is very cruel.
He caught the young man who tried to climb over the wall to treat the bhikshuni as a frivolous person, and ordered him to be tortured, crippled and thrown out of the nunnery. The traces of time that had been sculpted on his facial features did not make his mother-in-law look kind-hearted.
Rotten Meat: [You should be lucky to meet the poor nuns you are now. If it had been a decade or twenty years earlier, you would have been cut into pieces, and you would have been cut into 36,000 pieces!]
After several visits, Tianqing County knew that there was a nunnery where Rakshasa was in charge. Desperate women nearby came to seek refuge, and their husbands' and maiden's families also considered whether they could offend them. No fool dared to disturb the bhikshunis.
Qing repair.
Qingshui-an hardly entertains male customers.
The reason why I say almost is because when Cui Mi and Cui Xiong were young, they would visit their grandmother and stay for a few days. However, when they grew to teenagers, they stopped going. Every time they came, they would stay with their grandmother at the small house at the foot of the mountain.
Meet and spend time together as a family.
Even Cui Zhi, the son-in-law, only went up the mountain three times, and each time he waited at the Pilgrim Tea House one mile outside Qingshui Temple. The fourth time he set foot on the mountain, even the sky and the earth could not stop him.
The man who lost his composure now lost his strength.
The footprints on the mountain road are messy, and all you can see are dead branches and leaves.
Continue walking up the mountain road.
The only way to pass was cut off, and crude horse-proof stakes blocked the way.
Cui Zhi keenly noticed that there were bows and arrows aimed at his vitals secretly. He raised his hand and ordered his followers to stop: "Cui Zhishan, please come out and see me. We have no ill intentions. This trip is to pick up the female relatives of Qingxiu from the mountain."
Return home, please be lenient."
When I heard the word "Cui", there was a faint commotion in the distance.
Not long after, more than a dozen heads emerged from the ground, behind trees, and beside rocks. They carefully observed to make sure that Cui Zhi had not overstepped his authority to attack, and then sent the supervisor out to negotiate with Cui Zhi. The supervisor looked at Cui Zhi's appearance with some hesitation, and tested: "Are you?
...Uncle?"
Coincidentally, the person in charge was Cui Zhi's brother-in-law's house manager.
Because Cui Zhi seldom showed up, the steward only met him a few times.
Not sure, please check carefully.
Cui Zhi reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief.
Since it is his brother-in-law who is guarding this place, the mother-in-law on the mountain should be fine. The steward also put his worried heart back to where it was before, and turned around to call on others to move the horse-rejecting stakes away. Cui Zhi asked half of his entourage to stay in place to help defend.
The remaining people were taken up the mountain.
On the way, I asked the steward about the situation.
Mainly he was scolding his brother-in-law.
Didn't he long ago tell him to act according to the situation and take his family members to him or Cui's mansion if something goes wrong? No matter how rough the waves are outside, he can always protect them. Cui Zhi rarely speaks harsh words to outsiders, let alone
Said he was from his own family.
It can be seen that he is really angry this time!
The steward couldn't help but feel sorry for his parents.
It's not that I don't want to leave, it's just that I really can't leave.
The government sent people to guard the main roads, and no one could leave. Parents had no choice but to take the government's route. However, before the results came back, the newly admitted women in the nunnery suddenly fell ill. They carried the disease and infected several more people.
, more than a dozen people fell down in just two days, and the remaining bhikkhunis were also panicked.
The onset of disease is just a matter of sooner or later.
If they ignore it now, they will die.
"How come so many people are infected with the plague?"
The steward lowered his voice: "The situation at the beginning of the year was not good. Many families could not afford to eat one meal a day. The host of the nunnery had people give alms for two months. After that, the nunnery ran out of food and had to stop. However, the common people threw away all the burdens at home.
.”
There were many people in the nunnery, and the plague sneaked in at that time.
With the host's temperament, it is impossible to leave these people alone.
Although there were many people infected with the plague, the nunnery had a lot of medicinal herbs in reserve and could barely survive. As soon as the situation improved, there was another riot by cultists at the foot of the mountain, burning, killing and looting everywhere. The steward said with lingering fear: "I heard that the government was also attacked by them.
Smashed."
Cui Zhi asked about his brother-in-law's family again.
"The mistress and all the gentlemen and ladies were sent to a safe place together. The parents were worried about the old lady, so they led people back to guard the nunnery..." The steward's tired and old voice had an imperceptible choking, and Cui Zhi thought of the mountain.
The arrangement under his feet made him tighten the reins involuntarily, and an ominous premonition haunted his mind like a ghost.
"How's the host going?"
"Died four days ago."
The news hit him like a bolt from the blue.
With the ringing in his ears, he almost didn't hear the steward say that Cui Hui rushed to see the host for the last time. As he spoke, the bleak Qingshui Temple appeared in his sight, and the side hall was decorated into a simple mourning hall. Cui Zhi stumbled
, almost tripping over the threshold, holding on to the door frame to stand firm. Cui Hui didn't expect to see someone who shouldn't be here, and surprise appeared in his numb eyes.
"Kewu..."
His lips moved and he uttered two words.
Cui Hui wore hemp and mourning to keep vigil for his biological mother.
She has calmed down a lot in the past few days, and she didn't even stop Cui Zhi from kneeling beside her: "Why did you come here?"
"I received news that Tianqing County is under siege, and I'm worried about you and mother... Why did mother pass away? Is it because of the epidemic?" Cui Zhi couldn't help but ask about the cause of his mother-in-law's death. He just asked the steward, but the other party was also vague, Cui Zhi
I can only ask Cui Hui.
He imagined many possibilities.
Maybe he died of illness, maybe his time has come...
"My mother was killed by a gangster."
Cui Zhi looked over suddenly.
"Where is the villain?"
Cui Hui's numb eyes welled up with crystal clear tears: "The thugs heard that the nunnery had given alms for two months and housed many refugees, so they thought that there was surplus food in the nunnery, and there were also gangsters who fished in troubled waters and targeted the female relatives taken in the nunnery and brought people to loot it.
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As the host, the mother will naturally not sit idly by.
The people in Souguang Nunnery only got a little food, and they suddenly became angry and wanted to kill someone to vent their anger. Their mother intervened to stop her, but the bandit leader was surprised that this old nun had good skills. After several rounds, she couldn't kill her, and there were people around her.
After receiving a meal from Qingshui An, he was worried that mass killings would arouse public anger, so he thought of a compromise: "I have never studied and can't read a few Chinese characters, but I have heard you bald donkeys talking about how Buddha cut his flesh."
Feeding the eagle...hehehehe, how about this, if you commit suicide here, I will let everyone here go...]
Of course the host would not agree.
There was a conflict between the two parties, and the abbot was injured while protecting his disciple.
When the disciples of the nunnery saw that the abbot was injured, they resisted with all their strength until the villagers who had been cared for by the nunnery at the foot of the mountain came to help. These gangsters were originally a mob and relied on their numbers to dominate. Seeing this posture, they also started to retreat.
Loud drums.
The host was seriously injured and waited for Cui Hui for two days.
He hurriedly gave his last words and left.
Before he died, he did not forget to comfort his daughter, saying that he was mourning: "... two generations of your ancestors have been doing the work of robbing families and homes, and my mother has been stained with blood that she shouldn't have. This life should have been stained long ago."
God has taken it... If you can live to this age, your children and grandchildren can enjoy the happiness of family... Hehehe, it is because God has no eyesight...]
Bandits are bandits.
There is no such thing as justice or injustice.
She grew up in a bandit village, how can she know what is good and what is bad?
When she was young, she followed her father and killed many people. Some of these people were not innocent, but some were innocent. She didn't think much of it at the time, but when Jin Pen washed her hands, she got married and had children. Those seemingly ordinary scenes
It turned into a nightmare that haunted her in the middle of the night. While she was lucky that she would be an exception, she was also worried that there would be retribution. Days passed by and when her daughter grew up and she almost forgot her fear, the bandit village was burned down.
After all, her children followed her and wandered around.
It's retribution.
People like her don't deserve to die well.
When she hated Cui Xiao for deceiving and killing the whole village, wasn't she evading her responsibility? Her daughter's misfortune and the deaths of uncles and aunts in the village were retribution for the killings back then? She should have died to apologize, but she couldn't let her go.
Children.
Watching her children getting married and grandchildren being born one after another, the long-lost fear invaded every nightmare of hers. She worked hard to eat fast, pray to Buddha, and do good deeds, hoping to offset even a little bit of sin so that future generations could live a smooth and safe life. Looking at her daughter and son-in-law
He left, and his daughter wandered alone, feeling deeper regret in her heart.
She couldn't get rid of this thought.
It was the evil retribution she committed back then that made her descendants miserable.
Cui Hui didn't expect that his mother's depression was so deep, and she still couldn't let it go after so many years. No, at least she let it go before she died.
Although there were casualties in the nunnery, she managed to save most of it through her desperate efforts. The medicinal materials Cui Hui brought could save more lives, which would more or less allow her to forgive her blood debt. Cui Hui still whispered assurances in her mother's ear over and over again. : [Enough, these are definitely enough to wash away the sins of our family. If not, my daughter will save enough in the rest of her life... A daughter is not enough for one generation, we still have grandchildren, and there will be great-grandchildren in the future... Children and grandchildren can always pay back clean.】
Cui Hui just said this because he wanted his mother to leave with peace of mind.
"Zhishan, with this batch of medicinal materials, you..."
"Keep it, why did mother say this before she died?"
Cui Hui pursed his lips tightly.
It was not a trivial matter for her to take away the medicinal materials, and it was normal for Cui Zhi to argue with her. But now he did not say a word, which made her at a loss. Cui Zhi ordered people to get the written and ink slips and the son-in-law's mourning clothes: "Besides these, my mother also had other things before she died. Any other explanation?”
Cui Huidao: "There are also some instructions."
Nothing more than some blessings of peace and tranquility.
Almost everyone was taken care of.
Including her father.
After keeping vigil for a whole day, Cui Hui asked Cui Zhi to eat something. The couple sat outside the door of the side hall and looked at each other in silence. Cui Hui had many words brewing in his heart, and in the end he only had two dry sentences: "The war is urgent, you How can you, as the leader of the country, and an important minister stay outside? Just leave some people here, I will keep an eye on you... If you delay for a long time, it will not be good for you or the Cui family..."
Cui Zhi burned the copied scriptures one by one.
"If it's not good, then it's okay."
These words made Cui Hui suspect that the man next to him was fake.
She never dreamed that these would be words spoken by Cui Zhi himself.
Cui Zhi seemed unable to see the shock on her face: "When I heard the news, I was worried that something might happen to you. If the medicinal materials are gone, they will be gone. If we have a big business, we can still raise money... If you are gone, I will still Can you ask your father-in-law and mother-in-law for another one?"
Cui Hui's eyes looked like he had seen a ghost: "Cui Zhishan?"
Isn't it someone who pretended to lie to her?
Cui Zhi looked at the scrolls and scriptures burning quietly in the charcoal basin, seeming to be murmuring, and seemed to be saying to Cui Hui: "That's it."
"Why is that?" Cui Hui was puzzled.
Cui Zhi did not explain to her.
The next day, Cui Zhi had no intention of leaving.
From time to time, there were thugs at the bottom of the mountain who wanted to get close, but they were repelled by the private troops brought by Cui Zhi, and the mountain gained a long-lost peace.
On the morning of the third day, more than two thousand people gathered at the foot of the mountain.
And there are more and more trends.
Upon inquiring about the news, it turned out that the Immortal Cultists had invaded Tianqing County in cooperation with others. The plague in Tianqing County spread to a large number of Immortal Cultists. These people also heard that a large amount of medicinal herbs had been sent to the mountains in the past few days, so they sent people to borrow the medicinal materials. Cui Zhi Can't help but sneer.
"Borrowing? What kind of borrowing is this?"
Cui Hui brought the medicinal materials here with the intention of rushing to Tianqing County to help control the plague. As long as the medicinal materials can be used on ordinary people, she is afraid that these cultists will take them for themselves. She looked at Cui Zhi, who was full of anger, and persuaded
: "There aren't many people on the mountain who can fight. They have a large number of people. If they piss people off, I'm afraid..."
If you can negotiate, try your best to negotiate.
Cui Zhi looked at his entourage: "What did they say?"
These cultists were quite polite and sent people to negotiate seriously. Cui Zhi suppressed his anger and decided to meet them before talking.
"Let them disarm and go up the mountain."
Those who go up the mountain must not be brave warriors.
It doesn't matter whether the weapons of a brave warrior are surrendered or not.
Within half an hour, the cultist messenger was invited up the mountain.
"You are a guest who has come from afar."
Cui Zhi was sitting at a tea shop outside Qingshui Temple where he met guests. The visitor was also a literary scholar, but his appearance did not mean that he was a treacherous person. At a glance, he could be classified as an "honest person with good looks".
, the breath is peaceful and upright, and there is no emotion of disgust. He doesn't look like a fool, how could he believe in the Yongsheng Cult? Cui Zhi raised his hand and motioned for the other party to sit down.
"A cup of thin tea, sir, please don't dislike it."
The scribe sat down.
It started with a simple greeting: "Don't you know your surname?"
"Cui."
The scribe said: "What a coincidence, my surname is also Cui."
Cui Zhi secretly twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking that the other party was just trying to win over people: "Without further ado, Cui does have a batch of medicinal materials in his hand. After discussing with his wife, he plans to use them to treat the plague in the country. If you want the medicinal materials, you will not agree, but if
If a patient needs medicine, you can send him or her, and Mr. Cui will treat everyone equally!"
It can be cured, but borrowing medicinal materials is not necessary.
Who knows what these people did with their things.
The scribe did not expect Cui Zhi to be so easy to talk to, and his attitude was a bit soft: "Cui Jun is kind and righteous, I would like to thank everyone in the army."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on Cui Zhi's filial piety clothes.
"Is there something wrong at home?"
"My mother-in-law is newly deceased."
The scribe sighed: "I'm sorry, I don't know where Yue Ling is. If it's convenient, I can go burn incense and express my feelings."
