The Beginning of the History Book of Volume 22

Cui Shi, who was once a student of Zhongshushe, walked in the palace and served as a courtier in the Libe and Libraries. A few years after the New Emperor ascended the throne, he was impeached for a certain matter and returned to Fuchunjiang to do fishing.

From these brief introductions alone, this man who looks like an ordinary rich man is just a senior official retired from the court, and it is not worth paying attention to, but Ning Que is very clear. When Cui Shi walked in the palace It was precisely when Li Yu was literate. In other words, this person was Her Royal Highness Princess Meng Qi's teacher. Of course, what is more important is that this person is the clan's patriarch, then it is a big man who must be valued.

Ning Que attaches great importance to Cui Shi, although he didn't get up to meet him, but only intentionally. So he didn't understand what Cui Shi said. He couldn't understand why a big man like this should meet himself every day, try to make himself happy, and even visit when there is a problem.

You have to know that the history of the Qinghe County gatekeepers is longer than that of the academy. Even if you must show respect for the academy, there is no reason to choose this superficial and even stupid method.

Cui Shi did not solve his doubts. In the following conversation, he changed the subject calmly and naturally, perfectly showing the temperament and grace of the Qianshi Gate Valve. He did not talk about any matters related to the red sleeves, but only recalled Changan. Old things, occasionally ask about the current situation of Her Royal Highness Princess Li Yu and the Little Prince.

Chong Shi did not make any temptations. After asking Ning Que to ask the Confucius for peace, he took a thin letter from his sleeve and put it on the table. He glanced at Sang Sang and gave a goodbye. He went away and left the inn with the old steward who was standing on his body.

Looking at the quiet street outside the window, Ning Que said: "He didn't need to pat my ass, but he took the shot, but he took such an understatement, careless, and did not hide his pride."

Sang Sang was puzzled. I thought that such a big man would condescend to visit in person. He had already shown humility enough. Where can I see what pride?

"In the eyes of the world, the first person in Qinghe County really does not need to meet me as a disciple of the Academy, but he is a smart person, and he knows what the Academy means to Datang, but since he knows this, plus you The identity of the great priest of Xiling is not to come. How can it be so simple? "

Ning Que withdrew his eyes, looked at the cup of tea in his hand, and said, "This thing is a bit weird. I always feel that Cui Shi only came over to see the two of us. The problem is that he wants to see us. And I always feel a strong confidence in his calmness. "

Sang Sang said: "While in Weicheng, I also heard about the reputation of the surnames of Qinghe County. Such a big person naturally has the confidence to speak and do things."

Ning Que shook his head and said, "There is no real poetry heir to the world that can be passed on for more than a thousand years. After all, it is still strength. The gates of Qinghe County know this truth better than anyone else."

"These gates and gates had been the great priests of Xiling before, but they have not been there for decades. I also know that Qinghe County enshrines three great practitioners who know the destiny. No matter how powerful Qinghe County is, it can even be compared with other countries such as Dahe, Yuelun, and Song and Wei, but there is no confidence in the court and the academy. "

Sang Sang suddenly said: "That ... the old manager has a problem."

The problem 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, and she couldn't help but stunned, raising her eyebrows slowly.

The old bureaucrat who was rickety before was so ordinary that he didn't even notice what the person looked like, but Sang Sang said that there was a problem with the person.

Now Ning Que ’s realm has already reached the peak of Dongxuan, clearly seeing the threshold of Zhiming Realm, and an old steward who ca n’t see any problems at all ... can only show that he is a great practitioner of Zhiming Realm!

"It turns out I have someone else."

Ning Que said in shock. Today, there are only two major practitioners in Qinghe County who know the fate of the realm. One of them came to see himself in person. Why is Qinghe County so wary of being a descendant of this academy?

If it were not for Sang Sang to have the intuition and sensitivity that people in the world cannot imagine, then perhaps he would not know that he had been carefully observed by a great practitioner until a long time ago!

If the old veteran of the past suddenly took action, Ning Que believed that he was now a dead man. Although he knew this could not happen, he still had a strong vigilance.

He didn't understand Qinghe County's strength before, but he still didn't understand the intention of Qinghe County at this time, but his vigilance was getting deeper and deeper, and he was about to become a weak willow by the thin lake, binding his body, It made him breathing hard.

So he wrote two letters, one to the academy, and one to the Chinese teacher Li Qingshan, telling the story of the Qingxia charming, as well as the story he met in Qinghe County.

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The lonely sad carriage, with the respectful and even fanatical gaze of the people in Yangguan City, drove outside of Yangguan City. Even if the old steward was sitting on the cowl, he still lingered in the body and sagged his eyes as if he could not feel it at all. The eyes cast on both sides of the street seemed to have fallen asleep.

I don't know how long it took. The carriage drove into a quiet manor in Fuchun River, and drove directly to the deepest part of the manor. There was a small building in the park. The wall made of rubble was not very dangerous, but there was absolutely no People dare to peep here, and there are no managers or servants here.

Cui Shi jumped out of the carriage at a very fast speed and walked to the front of the cowl. He respectfully lifted the old steward from the cowl and said, "Hard father."

It turned out that this old steward who was still standing in his body at this time was the real master of the Cui Clan, and Mr. Cui, who would be over 100 years old, was the ancestor of the entire Qinghe County!

Grandpa Cui waved his hand and said, "Just go to see the individual, what's so hard."

Cui Shi helped the old man into the small building. There is a very simple study in the building. The windows on all four sides are covered with a very thick cloth. The autumn colors of the outside ca n’t seep in. It looks extremely dark. There are six seats along the wall. With six old Hao Shou old men.

Seeing the old Mrs. Cui came in, the six old Haoshou slowly stood up to salute. They moved slowly, not to express their long-term dissatisfaction, but because they were indeed too old.

Mrs. Cui sat in the circle chair directly above him, took the towel that Cui Shi personally wrought, and covered his face without a word, waiting for the hot steam from the towel to seep into his tired pores.

The six old men sat down slowly, waiting silently, without a trace of dissatisfaction.

Mrs. Cui started washing his face after scalding his face. He rubbed his old face very carefully and vigorously. After still rubbing it with a warm towel, the wrinkles on his face became more profound.

Then he leaned back on the back of the chair, his old face completely hidden in the darkness.

An old man said, "You went there in person and really gave the college a face."

Mrs. Cui said: "We can afford to offend the Queen Mother, can you still offend the Academy? And the disciples of the Master's family rarely step on the red dust, and there is a rare one who has entered the WTO. Of course, we should have a good life. When you come to Qinghe, how can you not see it yourself? "

An old man was puzzled and asked, "Why not just go and read it?"

"It's not always possible to see people when you post messages, even if you can see people, you can't see the attitude."

"What attitude?"

"School's attitude."

"The academy's attitude was unbiased in the past, but since Ning Que killed Xiahou, their attitude would naturally be biased towards His Royal Highness Li Yu, and it would never be possible to support the Queen Mother."

Mrs. Cui shook his head and said, "There are many attitudes, and the attribution of the dragon chair is only one of them."

An elderly man asked with doubt: "The question now is whether Ning Que's attitude can represent the attitude of the academy."

Grandpa Cui naturally bowed his hand to the sky in the north and said, "Since the old man has let his young disciple join the world, he has expressed his approval."

"What is your attitude towards Ning Que?"

"It was a proud and indifferent young man."

Grandpa Cui did n’t know what he thought of. After saying this sentence, he fell into a long silence. When his old voice sounded again in the dark study, it felt more tired than before. , And revealed a chilling chill.

"The so-called attitude towards him is better to say that he wants to see him. In recent years, a lot of strange changes have taken place. Haotian is on top. I don't believe in the underworld invasion, but I firmly believe that this world will happen A big problem. For Qinghe County, for us gatekeepers, perhaps these weird changes herald the greatest opportunity in millennia. "

A thousand years ago, Qinghe County merged into the Datang Empire.

After a thousand years, what kind of opportunities will Qinghe County usher in?

There was a silence in the study. Both the six old Haoshou old men and Cui Shi standing quietly beside the chair were shocked by the meaning hidden in Mrs. Cui's words.

Mrs. Cui continued: "We are loyal to the court, but we must think about what we can do if there is chaos in the world. Unfortunately, in the past 100 years, there has been no longer our queen of Qinghe County in the palace of Chang'an City, and the Xiling Temple , There is no longer our great priest in Qinghe County, so we can do very little, we can only prepare and wait in silence, so we have to look at the attitude of the Xiling Temple to us, I want to see Ning Que with my own eyes , Look at the academy's attitude towards us. "

"What is the attitude of the academy towards us?"

"I said earlier that Ning Que is a very proud and indifferent ... No, very cold-blooded person. Cold-blooded may just be his temperament, but pride is a boring temper that runs through the millennium history of the academy. Change. The Academy has the entire Tang Dynasty enshrined, so we do n’t need to care about our family gatekeepers, so we do n’t have any bargaining chips, we do n’t have any qualifications for pride, and we have no room for bargaining with the Academy. "

Grandpa Cui said indifferently: "Three enshrined in Changan, died inexplicably, the academy didn't care at all, and the court did not say anything, because we Qinghe are not worthy of their respect."

"Of course the preparation should still be done."

Grandpa Cui looked at an old man in the shadow and said, "Did Xiling's reply arrive?"

The old man said, "It's early in the morning, Dao Chi ... The ruling Sagittarius expressed gratitude in the letter."

Mrs. Cui nodded and said, "It can be regarded as a good relationship to help Ye Hongyu to sit firmly and judge the position of the throne."

The old man said suddenly: "Maybe we can suppress the thirteen and show our strength to gain more respect from the Xiling Temple."

"It doesn't make sense to do anything. It doesn't make sense to do more. I don't care what the few in your family have asked you privately in the descendants of the Xiling Temple. I just want to remind you that Ningque's little maid will become the brightest of the Xiling Temple. The priest, and his relationship with the ruling constellation is more complicated than we thought. "

Mrs. Cui leaned forward slightly, revealing the wrinkled face, looking at the old man, saying with unquestionable attitude: "The most important thing is that there is no change in the academy, and no force in this world is eligible to change. All people can only wait. "

Everyone in the building understood that the academy in this sentence did not refer to the academy, but the master in the academy, so they were silent again, and then finally someone asked questions in silence.

"At a very young age, I knew there was a big mountain in the academy. Now that I am in my eighties, the big mountain is still standing in the south of Chang'an. How long do we have to wait?"

Grandpa Cui once again bowed his hands to salute the north, saying: "The Master has not left this world, then we can only wait forever, we can't wait, our son, our grandson can always wait until that day, no matter how great the people can resist The law of time always comes back to the day when Haotian Shenhui returned. "

There was silence in the study, and suddenly someone trembleed and asked, "What if ... the Master will never die?"

Grandpa Cui ’s body was slightly stiff ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ In the dark shadows, a faint smile on his old face could be seen, and then he sighed softly: "If so, then we can only Waiting forever, waiting very respectfully and docilely, even if you are a dog, you have to be cooked. "

This is where the topic ends.

In this world, countless conversations, countless conspiracies, countless roads, will eventually be forced to stop abruptly, because there is a mountain at the end, the mountain's name is Confucius.

The six old Haoshou old people left the small building and returned to their respective manor houses to continue to be their masters of portals or old dogs with thousands of years of repressed dreams.

Grandpa Cui and Cui Shi did not leave.

"If there is such a day, my name will probably be engraved with historical shame."

Said Mrs. Cui.

"But your name may also be recorded at the beginning of the history book."

Cui Shi said.