Cui Ying's mother cried and begged her uncle to find someone to save her son.
The Cui family has fallen into decline and has no relatives. The only person with hope is Cui Ying's third uncle, who serves as the sixth-rank official in Chuzhou Prefecture.
The uncle traveled three thousand miles and crossed seven states before finally arriving in Chuzhou and meeting Cui Ying's third uncle, but the third uncle only said one word: Get out!
My uncle knelt in front of his third uncle's house for three whole days and nights. The family members in his third uncle's house beat him severely and threw him out of the city.
Flash floods broke out and refugees were everywhere. My uncle lost his way with the refugees and ended up in Beichuan, Yishui...
Cui Ying burst into tears and hugged her uncle: "Uncle, you are suffering, it's all your fault because Ying'er didn't go to your mother and uncle earlier..."
My uncle also had tears in his eyes: "Ying'er, please don't say that. You are lucky to be alive. What can you do if the world is like this?"
Cui Ying slowly stood up: "Uncle, you settle here first, I will figure out a solution for my brother..."
"What can you do? You must not go to Dongzhou..." The uncle was anxious. The Lei family was completely at odds. If Cui Ying returned to Dongzhou at this time to save her brother, the only result would be
Even if she was sold to a brothel, the Lei family would not even spare her thirteen-year-old girl, let alone her? The Cui Ying in front of her was already as good as a fairy.
"Uncle, please stay here and take a good rest!"
Cui Ying strode out of the room.
At the door, two girls came to greet him: "Sister Ying'er, let's take care of the old man."
It is Chen Yao and Li Feng'er.
Chen Yao was Cui Ying's companion on the road to exile. The two were once best friends. Later, Cui Ying followed Lin Su and rose to the top. However, she did not forget them and arranged for them to work as stewards in the soap factory. The two girls
Now they are all prominent figures in Beitan, Yishui. They have become the idols of all the refugee girls. Naturally, they will never forget Cui Ying’s support. In the past, there was nothing they could do to help Cui Ying. Now Cui Ying’s uncle is living in Yishui.
It is human nature for them to want to take care of Beichuan.
Cui Ying nodded lightly: "Okay, then I'll leave it to the two sisters..."
Turning around and walking out along the flower path, her heart was in a state of confusion...
In fact, as early as the end of last year, she asked a merchant from Dongzhou to go to Lei's house and inquire about her mother. However, the merchant brought back the news that her mother had left Lei's house and her whereabouts were unknown, and the merchant wanted to please her.
She also searched the entire Chiyang City, but there was still no news about her mother.
From that time on, Cui Ying was worried, but she did not show her worry on her face or tell anyone, because she knew what kind of person her husband-in-law was. If she knew that her mother might be in trouble, she would definitely not
She stood idly by while her husband had such a huge responsibility on his shoulders, and she was also walking on the line of life and death. How could she be distracted again? So, she suppressed all this and just let more merchants search in a wider range.
Now, my uncle's unexpected appearance brought news about my mother. It turned out that my mother had fled to Daliang Mountain, so no wonder she couldn't be found.
This was good news, but then there was bad news. My brother was arrested!…
My brother's arrest was a matter of officialdom.
Matters in the officialdom can only be solved by people in the officialdom.
Do I really need to tell my husband?
My husband has been suppressed in various ways in the officialdom, and new variables may arise, which may make it even more difficult for him...
For a moment, Cui Yingfang was confused...
Suddenly a voice came from my ear: "Ying'er, I'm sorry!"
Five words, as light as breathing, penetrated into Cui Ying's ears.
Cui Ying suddenly raised her head and saw a group of people, Lin Su, Sister Chen, Green Clothes and Qiushui Huaping.
My husband is here, and all the sisters are here.
Cui Ying wanted to cry at this moment...
"Ying'er, I heard everything your uncle said. It's my fault. I should have gone to pick up your mother and the others earlier."
"Ms. sir!" Cui Ying couldn't hold back her tears anymore.
Lin Su hugged her gently
into his arms: "Let's go now!"
"My husband, listen to me..." Cui Ying raised her face: "Since my mother has found it, she must take it over, but...but my brother was arrested, and Ying'er knows my husband's official situation.
In the past, my husband himself might have been in danger. Otherwise, my husband, please don’t go there yourself. Let Uncle Deng and my uncle go and take my mother and my sister over first. I will take care of my brother’s matter in the long run..."
Lin Su put a finger on her lips: "Ying'er, you are my woman, and your relatives are my relatives! So... let's go!"
With a roar, it rose through the air.
Chen Yao and Li Feng'er walked into the room. Chen Yao held a cup of tea, bowed and handed it to her uncle: "Old man, drink tea!"
The uncle suddenly jumped up and said: "Girl, this can't be done. How dare a man in exile dare to trouble a girl to serve tea and still call me old man? My surname is Duan, old man, and my name is Duan Youjun. You can just call me Old Man Duan."
Li Feng'er smiled: "Old man, you can't stand it when you talk to me and sister Yao'er like this. You are always sister Ying'er's biological uncle. What kind of status does that have? Don't call me old man, let's kneel down and kowtow to you.
It’s time to say hello.”
Duan Youjun was shocked: "Ying'er... Ying'er... whose family is she currently living in? Why do you respect her so... so much?"
"Old man, you still don't know... Yao'er, can I tell the old man?"
Chen Yao rolled her eyes, you really can't change your hot temper. You've already said this, but if you don't say it, do you think this old man is willing to give up?
Come on, let's talk about it...
Old man, Ying'er is no longer an ordinary woman on the road to exile. She is almost the queen of this river beach. In the hearts of the 500,000 people in Yishui Beichuan and Haining river beaches, she is the queen!
Because this river beach was all created by the Third Young Master, and the Third Young Master regards Sister Yinger as the treasure in his hand.
Duan Youjun's expression changed completely: "Who is the third young master?"
"Third Young Master, you don't even know? Old man, you really..." Chen Yao finally couldn't help but speak: "Third Young Master is Da Cang Zhuang Yuan Lang, Qing Lian's first grandmaster, the capital's supervisor, a fourth-grade ***! These things
In fact, none of the 500,000 people in Jiangtan recognize the title. We only recognize one title: the Third Young Master is a god in the sky..."
Duan Youjun spilled the tea in his hand, and his face, which had been pale for a long time, suddenly turned red. He didn't remember the title of Third Young Master. He only remembered one title, Inspector of the Capital!…
Oh my God, my niece has become the most popular woman in the capital, so my poor nephew can’t be saved?
He traveled four thousand miles, from north to south, just to ask for a sixth-grade recorder. The sixth-rank recorder ignored him and sent people to beat him. But when he was desperate, he suddenly learned that
, the niece climbed into the capital city.
But what is the identity of the policewoman in Beijing?
Will you help the Cui family?
When he thought of this, he suddenly lost his confidence...
Cui Ying became his person, but at best she was just a concubine. Can a concubine really involve the master in officialdom?
A concubine has no weight—this was his biggest feeling during this period.
Two of his three sisters became other people's concubines. Cui Ying's mother was a concubine herself, and he could see the cold shoulder she received. When the master was around, the sisters had no weight in Cui's house. Once the master died,
He was even kicked out.
His other sister also worked as a concubine for Yang Tianyi, the sixth-rank official in Chuzhou, and her weight was even more unbearable. His biological brother came all the way to Chuzhou, and the sister could not even meet him once.
The Yang family even sent people to beat him. Who cares about the face of the man in the backyard?
How can a niece like myself be any better? As an official, he likes beautiful women just for fun, but for the sake of women, who would be willing to go against his colleagues in the officialdom?
…
Under the setting sun, the setting sun penetrated through the clouds and dyed the Yangtze River into a golden color.
The heavy rain for many days has finally stopped, and the vast land is covered with green catkins. Only a sliver of Yangtze River water blooms its beauty in the sunset.
Cui Ying lay in Lin Su's arms and sat
On top of a huge pen, this pen is Lin Su's Weiyang pen.
The Weiyang pen was a bit dangerous and uncontrollable when used in battle. Lin Su didn't dare to use it, but when used on a long journey, it was first-class.
Once Lin Su's literary spirit was stimulated, Weiyang's pen grew to three feet long, like a shuttle traveling through the clouds thousands of miles away, so he no longer had to use Ping Bu Qing Yun.
This is the first time Cui Ying has seen this wonder of literature. In the past, she would have been very interested, but today, she obviously has no interest in it. She is worried about her mother, sister and brother.
"Ms. sir, my brother's side...what do you think..."
"Don't worry, your brother was just acting in self-defense. In that case, how can it be considered a serious crime to hit someone with a hatchet?"
Although there is no clear legitimate defense in the laws of this era, there are similar provisions, and these provisions are much looser than the legitimate defense in modern society. If you encounter a robber, you are not guilty of killing him. If you encounter a person who robs a woman,
Not guilty of counter-murder. The Lei family rushed to the barren mountains and wild areas to snatch her girl and sell her to a brothel. In essence, they were robbing a common girl. They were not guilty of killing her directly, let alone just stabbing someone?
"But... the Lei family has a relationship with the local government..."
"Yes, it is precisely because of the connection that I can arrest your brother. But don't forget, I am also an officer!"
"You have become a taboo in the officialdom. The leaders of the imperial court are watching you all the time, hoping that you will make a mistake... My husband, promise me, don't do it forcefully! If my brother can save me, I will save him. If he can't, don't worry.
For a moment, I don’t want my husband-in-law to fall into their trap because of my brother..."
"I know your good intentions, Ying'er, but you have to understand! If I, Lin Su, can't protect my own family, what's the point of being a high-ranking official?"...
My own relatives!
This is Lin Su’s positioning of her brother!
Cui Ying's heart softened into noodles, and she snuggled into his arms softly: "Ms. Ying'er, meeting you is truly the greatest blessing in my life."
Lin Su gently stroked her hair and sighed softly in her heart.
Both Lu Yi and Cui Ying said that meeting him was the greatest blessing in their lives.
And he also wanted to sigh...
Sister Chen, Dark Night, Green Clothes, Cui Ying, Qiushui Huaping, Sun Zhen...
They are all so kind. They never make excessive demands and never show pride. All they think about is him!
If you met such a woman in that world, you would see smoke rising from the ancestral graves, but here, there are a lot of them!
In my previous life, I probably saved the Milky Way. Oh, by the way, this is not necessarily the Milky Way. In my previous life, I probably saved the entire universe...
The setting sun slides into the shadow of the distant mountains.
In Weiyang's writing, a high mountain appears, which is Daliang Mountain at the junction of Dongzhou and Chuzhou...
The journey of three thousand miles has been reached in less than one day. This is the uniqueness of Weiyang's pen. Although it is far less than Li Guihan's Ten Thousand Miles of Moment, it has initially revealed the clues of cultural treasures.
Lin Su didn't know what level this pen was at.
He had a vague hunch that this pen was anything but ordinary.
Because the day before yesterday on the Yangtze River, this pen showed its hideousness for the first time.
With just one blow, Qu Feiyan's Quasi-Saint Treasure was torn to pieces!
So, will it be a holy treasure?
However, most of the holy treasures from ancient times to the present have records, each of which is a special book, including Li Guihan's Jade Cicada, Dao Seal, and even Mo Qing's Heavenly Ruler, and Weiyang's pen,
No!
"We're here!" Lin Su lowered his gaze towards the Daliang Mountains in the dusk.
"My uncle said that my mother lives on the mountainside near Chiyang City. Over there is Chiyang City. It should be over there..."
At the foot of Daliang Mountain, there is an ancient Taoist temple. It is said that the Taoist temple actually has no Taoists anymore. It is just an empty temple. The walls around the Taoist temple have all collapsed and are overgrown with weeds.
Only three houses are still standing. Subjectively, there is still one beam left. Although it is crumbling, it has not fallen in the end.
In the two side rooms, at least four walls are still there.
one
An elderly woman was lying on the weeds, describing the withered manuscript.
Her breathing was deep and shallow, and occasionally she coughed.
Originally, her illness was almost healed, but the heavy rain the previous period couldn't be stopped in the Taoist temple. She had been soaked in the rain for almost seven or eight days, and her old problems returned.
Fortunately it's sunny today.
The weather cleared up and her condition gradually improved.
A girl of twelve or thirteen years old came in with a bowl of wild vegetable soup. She was very happy: "Mom, the firewood is very dry today. The fire was lit immediately, and the grass in this room is also dry. Tonight, mom can
Have a peaceful sleep."
The old woman in the weeds looked at her daughter, her almost dry eyes became moist again...
I think back then, when this little daughter was born, she was also born in a large courtyard with carved beams and painted buildings. But now, she is eating wild vegetables and sleeping on the grass in the wilderness. She no longer has the chance to be happy about a new dress. She only thinks about it.
I am sad when the weeds are wet, and happy when the weeds are dry.
Life has been a big change, too much has changed...
She took the bowl from her daughter's hand and gently touched her daughter's face: "Miao'er, does your face still hurt?"
There were two horrific scars on the daughter's face, extending directly from the center of her eyebrows to the corners of her mouth, making her appearance very terrifying.
Miao'er shook her head gently: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it's already healed."
"Miao'er..." Mother sighed softly: "Have you eaten yet?"
"After eating, after this heavy rain, the wild vegetables grew especially fresh, fat and big. Miao'er picked a lot, enough for us to eat for several days..." Miao'er was happy again.