Chapter 1268 1268: A battle to determine the southwest (5) [Please vote for me]
Cui Zhi also wanted to know who this scribe was.
He cared far more about his mother-in-law in the coffin than Cui Hui. He knew Cui Hui but their relationship was tense. There were not many male candidates who met these two conditions, and Cui Zhi's previous absurd guess was obviously wrong. But now it was obvious
This is not the time to explore this.
Pain that is too severe and out of control may have an impact on the heart.
If you don't control it and calm your thoughts, it will be a serious injury at the least, and more serious means that the mourning hall can only hold another coffin.
Cui Zhi was attentive and caught a glimpse of Cui Hui's struggling movements when he wanted to step forward to help but restrained himself. He closed his eyes and ruthlessly chose to take advantage of the danger. When the scribe was in a daze, he subdued him with his spirit of words and sealed the pill.
Mansion, cutting off the communication bridge between the other party's elixir palace and the meridians' Wenqi. As long as Wenqi cannot be mobilized, the other party's mood will not be able to kill him no matter how strong he is for a while.
This is not safe enough.
Cui Zhi was about to give the scribe another calming word and forcibly take a sedative, but before he could move, the opponent grabbed his wrist with a backhand. When Cui Zhi thought he was going to fall out and cause a fuss in the mourning hall, the scribe held back the veins on his forehead that popped out.
His heart pulse was in severe pain, and he vomited out another mouthful of blood, muttering: "No need."
The scribe wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, supported the altar table with his other hand, and tensed his back with difficulty and slowness. He looked much calmer, and the aura around him was completely different from when he went up the mountain. It seemed that most of his life had been drained away.
Cui Zhi stared blankly at his profile. From this angle, he made a new discovery - the profile of this man was similar to that of his brother-in-law before he became fatter.
If you look carefully, your facial features are somewhat similar to Ke Wu.
When we were at the bottom of the mountain, the other party introduced him as Cui?
If you remember correctly, before Cui Zhi and Cui Hui got married, their wife briefly mentioned that her father was the son-in-law, and the children born to her mother-in-law would all take their mother's surname. Looking back and thinking about the strange reaction of the scribe when he went up the mountain, it is difficult to say that it was not a mystery between blood lines.
induction.
so--
Whose brother-in-law is this too?
The scribe didn't hold on for long. When he saw the coffin so close, tears rolled out of his eyes. He brushed away Cui Zhi's hand that was trying to support him, and stood rocking on the altar with both hands, his straight back bending little by little, as if
The spine was removed section by section. Cui Zhi was horrified to see drops of blood spilling from the scribe's closed lips and teeth, hitting the altar table, and blending with tears.
"Sister——"
Heavy footsteps were heard outside the mourning hall.
A rough male voice broke the suffocating atmosphere of the mourning hall and allowed the air to circulate again: "The new medicine has been boiled. This time the prescription is better than last time. The two patients with high fever yesterday are out of danger.
The group at the bottom of the mountain sent them away..."
A wall of shadow covered half of the door.
With the appearance of the middle-aged man, the mourning hall, which already had little lighting, became even more gloomy and gloomy, and even the air seemed colder. The middle-aged man was stunned by this formation. He did not expect that there was a third person in the mourning hall.
Because of his position, Cui Hui blocked the middle-aged man's view, so he did not see the appearance of the third person clearly, so he simply thought that the other person was also a guest who came to express condolences to his mother after hearing the news. He stopped what he just said, and Cui Hui said: "You
Go get mourning clothes."
The middle-aged man was confused.
The three people who need to mourn on the mountain have already put on tassels. Cui Zhi, who is nominally the former son-in-law, does not need it. Even if he has not yet reconciled, he can only wear tassels. But the brother-in-law disagrees: [People say
Son-in-law and half-son, it is only natural for a son to pay filial piety and mourn for his mother. Since we are a family, don’t worry about these things.】
Who can I give another one to wear?
You can't give it to guests who come to express their condolences, right?
"Take sesame?"
"Take the same thing and lose it."
The middle-aged man felt his scalp numb when he heard it.
He had a guess about the identity of the middle-aged man. He took two steps forward and passed Cui Hui. Only then did he see the person clearly. He had not seen him for more than 20 years. Even though he had not seen him for so long, he still recognized him at first sight.
Yes, but he opened his mouth, but the title was stuck in his throat, hovering on the tip of his tongue, and he couldn't spit it out. The middle-aged man swallowed, thinking that the mother's funeral hall was under his feet.
Finally, he had to bite the bullet and said, "Father."
Cui Zhi: "..."
He suddenly cast an incredulous look at his brother-in-law.
Brother-in-law’s father?
Mother-in-law’s husband?
Isn’t that my own...
Old father-in-law?
Cui Zhi felt that his mind almost stopped.
If he remembers correctly, isn't his father-in-law no longer alive? It is said that he walked away from the senior brother Kewu.
Why are you getting entangled with the Immortal Cultists?
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, and the three of you can reminisce about old times." Judging from the attitude of Ke Wu and his brother-in-law towards their old father-in-law, their father-daughter/father-son relationship is not very friendly, and then think about the mother-in-law who has been a monk for many years and has served the Buddha. The twists and turns are probably
There were more than he imagined. Cui Zhi looked at the three of them and took over the task of getting mourning clothes. He hesitated for a while and couldn't help but put a tightening spell on the three of them: "After all, we are in front of my mother's death.
Before the first seven days pass, no matter how many conflicts you have, you should put them aside first."
Don't get into an argument at this time.
The brother-in-law shrank his shoulders, and Kewu gave him a warning look to stay out of his own business, while the old father-in-law coughed for a long time and straightened up, breathing weakly, and looked sideways at him: "Who are you?"
The unwholesome breath came to my face.
Cui Xiao had just experienced extreme emotions of grief. His hands and feet were limp and he had no strength at all. His brain was also groggy and he could see everything through a fog. He once lost the ability to think and couldn't remember who he was and why he was here.
, what are these people in front of me doing? I only know that the pain in my chest is unbearable, there are many figures in front of me, and the uncontrollable feeling of dizziness and vomiting affects my nerves.
Cui Zhi said: "My son-in-law Cui Zhi."
Cui Xiao said lightly "Oh".
He was panting softly, as if he really couldn't hold on, so he slid one leg along the altar table and collapsed on the ground, his eyes blank, just weeping. Cui Zhi sighed, turned around and went to the back hall to get mourning clothes.
The nunnery accepts women of all ages. There are babies who were abandoned in infancy, and there are also octogenarians with frosty hair and no one to support them. In order to allow the elderly to die with dignity, the nunnery has two or three spare coffins and a complete set of spare coffins in the spare courtyard.
Mourning clothes.
When he came back, the father and daughter were talking.
"Today is the seventh day of my mother's life. You're too late." Cui Hui couldn't tell her how she was feeling now. It would be better if Cui Xiao never showed up. When everything calms down, she would bring him the news of her mother's death, and maybe he would be able to return the favor.
I would say a few words of relief, but Cui Xiao happened to show up on the first seven days and gathered a crowd to surround the mountain to ask for medicinal materials. What does this mean? It means that he has been active in the southwest during this period. Maybe when his mother was in trouble, he left Qingshui
The nunnery is not far away.
This speculation made her completely confused.
I couldn't help but feel resentment in my mind.
Even if her reason told her, this emotion was untenable.
"Why didn't you come earlier?" The old father-in-law didn't respond at all. Cui Hui's body and spirit had reached the critical point, and she was extremely exhausted. She kept asking him repeatedly why he didn't come earlier. Her tear ducts that she thought had dried up began to pour out again.
Tears and blunt words of resentment came out of her mouth, and she even called the other party by her first name, "Cui Shanxiao, why didn't you come earlier! If you had come earlier, my mother-in-law would not have died a tragic death! Even if I can't save her, let her see you!"
Every Buddhist scripture copied, every Buddha's name recited.
In addition to atonement, it might as well be for him Cui Xiao! When Cui Hui was growing up, she gathered half of her parents' life experiences from the mouths of her grandparents, uncles and aunts in the village, including their childhood, youth, youth and even middle age. Most of her life was marked by knife wounds.
The blood-licking ruthless bandit Aweng devoted all his kindness to his only daughter, and even his husband-in-law had to be raised from an early age. It would be safer for a son-in-law to raise him in a small household.
My uncle and aunt all laugh when I think about it.
[Your father loved to cry and was clingy when he was a child.]
[That is, when I don’t see anyone, I start to cry, and I follow my wife’s butt like a tail all day long.]
[My sister and I are screaming all day long.]
[Didn’t you call me Fairy Daughter at first?]
[I have never seen a fairy daughter who can chop people's heads with an ax and cut melons into pieces, so Xiao Cui grew up with her, and everything she looked at felt like she was looking at a fairy. Alas, Tong Yangshu is really worry-free. Let's talk to Xiao Cui later
Tell me, and look for one for our A Hui.】
[Didn’t Xiao Cui have so many apprentices? 】
As a private school master, Xiao Cui is also full of peaches and plums in the county.
Cui Xiao remained silent, covering his face with both hands, wishing he could ball up. Cui Zhi outside the door also felt his whole body numb. If I heard correctly, Kewu just called his old father-in-law "Cui Shanxiao"?
Fortunately, this name is very familiar to him.
In the past few years, the countries in the southwest have been making small moves, overtly and covertly, digging holes for people to jump into, including but not limited to paying and bribing officials in counties and counties adjacent to the southwest, allowing corruption and maladministration to start at the grassroots level, and bribing local nobles to fight against the government.
It had some effect at first.
But soon the news will reach Yushitai.
The efficiency was so high that it was once suspected that this was due to Yushitai's self-importance to support the bandits. Cui Zhi, as the head of the Southwest Branch, also participated in the trip to Kang Guo as the head of the Cui family.
The people's livelihood in Kang State is developing too fast, and every business has to get involved. Taking pearl cultivation as an example, this is a piece of Cui's cake. Kang State is still building land roads and opening river roads non-stop. It can almost be predicted that the future will Scope of influence. Of course Cui cannot sit still and wait for death. Cui Zhi has made sufficient understanding in this regard.
Following the clues, they found Cui Xiao, the supervisory censor.
Cui Xiao is an unknown person. He once served under Wu Xian and had a good relationship with Qin Li and Zhao Feng. However, he had not made any achievements for many years and was not used by Wu Xian. He left Wu Xian and went to Shen Tang. He was not considered a senior official, but It's much better than staying under Wu Xian's tent and picking his feet. As a supervisory censor, he travels around all the year round and has little reputation outside. If he didn't deliberately investigate, he wouldn't have known about him.
These are information that can be easily found by the outside world.
Cui Zhi made other discoveries in the Gods Association channel.
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 the supervisory censor of Kang State, but also his nominal father-in-law. Looking at Kewu's reaction, the father and daughter The last time the two met must not have been more than 20 years ago! Cui Hui knew early on that his biological father was serving in the state of Kang.
Realizing this, he contacted Cui Huihe and returned home after many years away. The purpose was probably deeper than he imagined. It was just the truth. He didn't want to delve into it at the moment, at least not to dig up old scores in front of his mother-in-law's body. Cui Zhi compiled With good thoughts, he handed Qi Shuai to his old father-in-law who was in better spirits: "This man has passed away. My father-in-law expresses my condolences."
After saying this, he was stunned for a moment.
The two of them were on the mountain road, and what he said to him was returned intact. What a sad scene this is?
Cui Xiao looked at his soaked palms without saying a word.
Cui Zhi could only put the mourning clothes aside.
"Tell me carefully before and after what happened to your mother."
I couldn't explain it clearly on the mountain road just now, and didn't mention many details. Now that we are a family, there is nothing to avoid.
When Cui Hui finished speaking with a sigh, Cui Zhi saw the throat of his old father-in-law who had descended from the sky, and he saw a sound that sounded like crying but not crying, or smiling but not smiling. His eyes were crying even more fiercely, but the corners of his lips were curved in a strange and strange way. .Covering his eyes with one hand, his movements slowly changed from sitting slumped against the altar table to bending forward and kneeling with his head bowed, his forehead resting on the rough bricks.
Dong dong dong——
Bump it once and try again.
Even his children noticed something was wrong with his reaction.
A quarter of an hour later, Cui Xiao was persuaded by his son, and his whole face turned gray. Cui Zhi carefully noticed that his hair on the temples had turned gray. Cui Xiao pushed away his son's support, staggered a few steps towards the coffin, and raised his hand. The coffin lid was slowly pushed open, revealing a blue and white old face. The abbot in the coffin was in his early sixties, and his skin had long lost the whiteness and firmness of his youth. His face was full of marks left by the years, which could only be seen from his eyebrows. Vaguely, he could see Cui Xiao's familiar look: "So, this is what you look like when you get old."
"It's different than I imagined."
Cui Xiao also thought that a fierce woman would become a fierce woman when she got old.
The wife in my memory was the "son" raised by my father-in-law. She galloped across the mountains and fields as if they were flat. Even until his death, his father-in-law regretted that she was born a girl. If she had been a boy, she would have suffered a lot less.
Never thought she would be so kind and kind.
Cui Xiao stroked her eyebrows with his fingers.
What appears before my eyes is every scene of past love.
"I should come to you, even if my sister refuses to see me."
Time is like running water, gone forever, life is only a few decades in a hurry, and I have wasted so many precious days.
He was unable to hold the coffin, and was as angry as a thread.
Suddenly, he let out an inappropriate sneer again.
"Haha, I thought... what is the consummation ceremony... It's you, it's you, why is it you?"
Hearing a few vague words made Cui Zhi feel frightened.
Cui Xiao rested his forehead on the coffin lid, his voice tired and sleepy.
"I remember that the Lord once comforted several children who lost their parents and told them that death is never the end of life, but that the living forget... Even you have to forget me, so for so many years, you have been the most concerned about me.
Yes, is that so?"
Turning a blind eye, he should have thought of it a long time ago.
The way of the scribes, isn’t it really a curse that tortures people’s hearts?
"The person who cares about me the most is gone." How ridiculous was it that he got a breakthrough on this day when he couldn't find any clues? Cui Xiao's head was resting on his folded arms, as if every time a young man looked at him, he was sinking.
He sighed, "You are an unknown person in front of the King of Hell's Palace. Who knows that I will not become an unknown ghost in the mortal world someday..."
Just right and a perfect match.
(灬)
The more you cling to something, the easier it is to lose it.
Cui Xiao thought that what he was obsessed with was a high official and a good salary, a wife named Feng Yin, and a glorious family name expected by his father-in-law, so he mingled in things he shouldn't have done without telling his family.