Cui Yan, who was once a master of Zhongshu, walked in the palace, and served as the servant of the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Officials. After a few years after the new emperor ascended the throne, he was impeached because of something. He returned to Fuchunjiang to make a fishing.
Judging from these simple introductions alone, this man who looks like an ordinary rich man is just a senior official who retires in the court.
It is precisely when Li Yu's literacy, in other words, this person is the teacher of the Princess His Royal Highness. Of course, it is more important that this person is the chief of the Cui family, so it is a big man who must be valued.
Ning Que attaches great importance to Cui Yan, although he did not get up and meet, but just deliberately made a state of state. So he didn't understand the words Cui Yan said.
Once a problem occurs, even visiting.
You should know that the history of the Qinghe County Gate Valve is longer than the academy. Even if you must show respect for the academy, there is no reason to choose this shallow and even stupid method.
Cui Yan did not solve his doubts. In the next conversation, he turned the topic calmly and naturally, perfectly showing the atmosphere and style of the thousands of door valves.
Old things, occasionally asking the current situation of His Royal Highness Li Yu and the little prince.
You can't be deep at Jiaoyan Yan. Cui Yan did not do any temptation. After Ning Que asked the master to ask the master, he took a thin letter from his sleeve, put it on the table, and glanced at Sang Sang gentle, then he resigned.
Go, leave the inn with the old manager with his body.
Looking at the quiet and silent streets outside the window, Ning Que said: "He didn't need to shoot me, but he came to shoot, but he was so lightly described, careless, and did not hide his pride."
Sang Sang was puzzled, thinking that such an adults came to visit in person. They have already performed humble enough. Where can I see any pride?
"In the eyes of the world. The first person in Qinghe County, there is really no need to meet with my college disciple, but he is a smart person, and he knows what the academy means to Datang.
The identity of the priest's priest, just don't come, how can it be so simple to come? "
Ning Que retracted his eyes. Looking at the cup of tea in his hand, he didn't drink a sip of tea at all. He said: "This matter is weird, I always think that Cui Yan just came to see the two of us. The question is.
And I always feel that his calmness is very powerful. "
Sang Sang said: "When in Weicheng, I also heard the reputation of the surnames of Qinghe County. A big person like this, naturally speaking and doing things."
Ning Que shook his head and said: "How can there be any real poetry and heirings in the world can inherit more than a thousand years. After all, it is still strength.
"These gate valves have been out of Xiling's officials before, but in the past few decades, I also know that Qinghe County is worshiped with three big practitioners who know the life, but they have died inexplicably in Changan.
No matter how strong Qinghe County can, it can even be compared with the countries such as Dahe, Moon Wheels, and Song and Wei, but there is no confidence in front of the court and academy. "
Sang Sang suddenly said: "That ... the old manager has a problem."
What she said this time does not mean that the old manager is a bad person, but a real problem. Ning Que clearly grasped her mind clearly, and couldn't help but stun the eyebrows slowly.
The old manager with his body was too ordinary. It was so ordinary that he didn't notice what the man looked like at all, but Sang Sang said that the person had a problem.
Now that the realm of Ning Que has already reached the peak of Dong Xuan, he clearly saw the threshold of knowing life, and an old manager who couldn't see any problems at all ... can only show that he is a big practitioner who knows his life!
"It turned out to be another person."
Ning Que said shocked. Now there are only two big practitioners left in Qinghe County. One of them actually came to view himself. Why is Qinghe County so wary of his college heir?
If it wasn't for Sang Sang's intuition and sensitivity that the world was unimaginable. Then he may not know that he had been carefully observed by a big practitioner!
If the old manager suddenly shot, Ning Que believed that he was now a dead person. Although he knew that this could not happen, he still had a strong vigilance.
He couldn't figure out the confidence of Qinghe County before. At this time, he couldn't understand the purpose of Qinghe County, but the vigilance of the vigilance was getting deeper and deeper.
Make him breathing heavy and difficult.
So he wrote two letters, one sent to the academy, and one was sent to the national teacher Li Qingshan, telling the views of seeing the news along the way.
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The lonely and shabby carriage, under the eyes of the people of Yangguancheng respectfully and even enthusiastic eyes, drove outside Yangguancheng. Even if the old manager was sitting on the car, he still stabbed his body and pulled his eyes, as if he could not feel at all.
The gaze on both sides of the street seems to be asleep.
I do n’t know how long it ’s time, the carriage enters a quiet manor in Fuchun River, and directly to the deepest part of the manor. There is a small building in the garden.
People dare to peep here, and there are no management things and servants here.
Cui Yan jumped off the carriage at a very fast speed and walked to the car of the car. He respectfully respected the old manager from the car and said, "The hard -working father."
It turned out that this old manager who was still holding his body at this time was the real master of the Cui family valve. The old Mrs. Cui, who was about to be 100 years old, was the ancestor of the entire Qinghe County!
Mrs. Cui waved her hand and said, "Just go to see the individual, what's so hard."
Cui Yan helped the old lady into the small building. There was a very simple study in the building. The windows on all sides were covered with a thick cloth.
Seeing that there are six seats along the wall, sitting with six old people sitting.
Seeing that Mrs. Cui came in, the six old people of Hao Shou slowly got up to salute. They moved slowly and did not want to express their dissatisfaction for a long time, but because they were really too old.
Mrs. Cui sat in the circle chair directly above, took Cui Yan's hot towels on her face, and then said without silence. When the hot air in the towels was penetrated into her tired pores.
The six elderly people sat down slowly, waiting silently without a trace of dissatisfaction.
After finishing his face, Mrs. Cui began to wash his face. He was very careful. He rubbed his old face very hard. He still wiped the warm towels. The wrinkles on his face became deeper.
Then he leaned back on the back of the chair, and his old face was completely hidden in the darkness.
An old man said, "You go in person, it really gives the academy face."
Mrs. Cui said, "We can offend the queen mother. Can we still offend the academy? And the master's pro -disciples rarely set foot in the dust. It is rare to appear a new one to the WTO. Of course, we must see it.
When you come to the Qinghe, how can I see the truth without my own eyes? "
Some elderly people asked: "Why not go to the post to read it?"
"You may not be able to see people, even if you can see someone." There is no attitude. "
"What attitude?"
"The attitude of the academy."
"The attitude of the academy was impartial in the past, but since Ning Que killed Xia Hou, their attitude naturally had to be biased towards His Royal Highness, and it was impossible to support the queen mother."
Mrs. Cui shook her head and said, "There are many attitudes, the belonging of the dragon chair is just one of them."
An old man doubtedly asked: "The question now is whether Ning Que's attitude can represent the attitude of the academy."
Mrs. Cui naturally did a gift to the sky in the north and said, "Since the master of his old man entered the world, he expressed his recognition."
"What is the attitude of Ning Que you see?"
"That's a very proud and indifferent young man."
Mrs. Cui didn't know what had thought about it. After saying this, it was caught in a long silence. When his old voice sounded again in the dark study room again, the feeling of people became more and more tired than before.
, And through the chills of palpitations.
"The so -called attitude to look at him is better to see him. In recent years, many strange changes have taken place. Haotian is on, I don't believe in the underworld invasion, but I firmly believe that this world will definitely happen to this world.
A big problem, for Qinghe County, for our gatekeepers. Perhaps these strange changes indicate that the biggest opportunity for thousands of years will appear. "
A thousand years ago. Qinghe County merged into the Datang Empire.
What are the opportunities of Qinghe County to usher in a thousand years?
There was a dead silence in the study. Whether the six old man, the old man, or Cui Yan, who was standing beside the chair, was shocked by the meaning of Master Cui's words.
Mrs. Cui continued: "We are loyal to the court, but we must think about what the world can do. It is a pity that in the past century, there is no longer the queen of our Qinghe County in the palace of Chang'an City.
There are no longer the great priests in Qinghe County, so we can do very little. We can only prepare and wait silent
Look at the attitude of the academy to us. "
"What attitude is the academy to us?"
"I said before, Ning Que is a very proud and indifferent person ... No, very cold -blooded people. Cold blood may be just his temperament, but pride is the boring temper that runs through the school's millennium.
Changes. The academy has the entire Tang Dynasty worship, so we don't need to care about the door valve of these family, then we do not have any bargaining chips, not to be proud, and there is no room for bargaining with the academy. "
Mrs. Cui said indifferently: "Three worshiped Chang'an, died inexplicably, the academy didn't care, and the court did not say, because we were not respected by them."
"Of course you still have to do it."
Mrs. Cui looked at an old man in the shadow and said, "Is the reply from Xiling?"
The old man said: "The morning is here, the idiot ... the ruling of God expressed his gratitude in the letter."
Mrs. Cui nodded and said: "It can help Ye Hongyu sitting on the position of God's seat, which can be regarded as a good destiny."
The old man suddenly said: "Maybe you can suppress this Mr. Shisan and show our strength to get more respect for the Xiling Temple."
"There is no meaning, no matter how much you do, it doesn't make sense. I don't care what the offspring in the Temple of Xiling in your family.
Protoss, and his relationship with the ruling of God's seat is more complicated than what we think. "
Mrs. Cui leaned forward slightly, revealing the wrinkled face, looking at the old man, saying in an unquestioned attitude: "The most important thing is that the academy has not changed, and there is no qualifications in the world.
Everyone can only wait. "
Everyone in the building understands that the academy in this sentence refers not to the academy, but the master in the academy, so they are silent and silent, and then someone finally ask questions in silence.
"When I was very young, I knew there was a mountain in the college. Now I am also in their eighties, but the mountain still stands in the south of Chang'an City. How long will we wait?"
Mrs. Cui enlisted to the north again and said, "The master did not leave the world, so we can only wait for us. We can't wait. Our son, our grandson can always wait that day, no matter how great people will resist after all, they will not resist after all.
The rule of time, there is always the day to return to Haotian Shenhui. ""
There was a quiet in the study, and someone suddenly asked: "If ... what if the master will never die?"
Mrs. Cui's body is slightly stiff.
In the dark shadow, he can see a hint of self -deprecating smiles on his old face, and then he sighed softly: "If so, then we can only wait forever, and wait and wait for it.
Dogs, you also have to make a cooked look. "
At the end of the topic, the topic is here.
In this world, countless conversations, countless conspiracy, countless roads, will be forced to stop abruptly in the end, because there is a mountain at the end, the name of the big mountain is called Master.
Six Hao Chiefs left the small building, returned to their respective estate, and continued to be the master of their door valve, or the old dog who had been suppressed for thousands of years.
Mrs. Cui and Cui Yan did not leave.
"If there is a day, my name will probably be engraved with the shame of history."
Mrs. Cui said.
"But your name may also be recorded at the beginning of the history book."