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"Master Cui wait a minute."

There was a deep voice behind him, and Cui You didn't want to hear it.

""Master Zhou. "Cui You clasped his fists and saluted.

"Master Cui is polite, I wonder if Master Cui is free, we"

Cui You interrupted him with a serious look: "Don't hide from Master Zhou, the final general really has important things to do, so let's leave first."

Lord Zhou:...

He watched Cui You's back go away, and sneered disdainfully: "I see how long you can last."

Seeing that the three-day period was approaching, Cui's mother also heard the wind, and couldn't sleep over and over again at night.

With a thump.

The sound of objects falling to the ground came from the small room.

Mother Cui jumped up almost immediately. Someone sighed in the darkness, and Huozhezi lit up.

Mother Cui was a little uncomfortable, "I hear the voice."

Cui You got up, ready to pick up the paper wrapped in stone.

However, he took a closer look and found a strange place. It is indeed an ordinary little stone that can no longer be ordinary.

Cui You was a little surprised.

Before he could react, there was a rustling sound outside the window. Cui You immediately stood in front of his wife and shouted in a low voice, "Who!"

The movement stopped strangely for a moment, and then there was a creak, and the old window was opened a little from the outside, revealing a familiar and unfamiliar face.

Cui's parents:! !

The rain was much smaller than the previous two days, but it still wetted the boy's clothes. The strands of hair were wet and clinging to the face, which was supposed to be a very embarrassing posture, but because the eyes were too bright and enlightened, a strange sense of disobedience was produced.

Mother Cui was surprised and delighted, she passed out without mentioning it. Cui You held his wife and looked at the "dead" young son.

He is a man with strong bones, and his eyes are inevitably red at this moment: "Jie'er is lonely underneath."

Cui Jie, the living man who thought for a long time before deciding to sneak over in the middle of the night:...

Damn, what is going on with this unstoppable guilty conscience.

Brother! !

Cui Jie swallowed hard, and did not answer his father's words. He opened the window a little bit, and sneaked in. Finally, he closed the window again. The whole set of actions was like a thief.

Cui You keenly felt something was wrong.

Cui Jie closed the window and was not at ease, then secretly opened the door and looked around, making sure that no one was relieved.

Cui You:? ? ?

Cui You was confused and almost suspected that what was in front of him was a dream. He put his wife back on the bed properly, sitting on the edge of the bed habitually, with his big palms on his knees, and his brows frowned slightly.

There was a ghost in Cui Jie's heart, and when he met his father's sharp gaze, he knelt with a thump, and swiftly brought out all the experiences.

Of course, most of them were taken out by him, and he said that it was the idea of ​​his brother and His Royal Highness Nine. Others said lightly and couldn't twist their thighs with their arms.

Anyway, it's an innocent white lotus ←_←

Cui Jie talked a lot, and he was silly without waiting for his father's reaction for a long time. Hesitatingly said: "Father, are you all right."

Cui You was stunned.

"It's all--" His expression was extremely calm, but the two words that he gritted his teeth sounded in Cui Jie's ears, as if he was scraping an ice knife.

Cui Jie scratched his face and cried and said, "Father, my son can't help it. You don't know how bad the situation was at that time. If we don't follow His Royal Highness and the head, there will be no way out."

Cui You said angrily: "Then you don't even hide your laozi."

Cui Jie shrunk her neck, causing troubles: "Brother said, everything is up to him."

"Well—" Cui Fu frowned in his sleep, unconsciously tossing at the quilt covering his body, sleeping very restlessly.

With the sound of rain, Cui You, who was silent for a long time, suddenly asked in the room: "Then your brother's injury..."

"Fake." Cui Jie replied quickly, "It's all blindfold. My brother is to spy on the enemy by Zhao Zhou's side."

Cui Youyu is stuck, his mood is very complicated now, the two sons are okay, and even went to the Mingzhu, which is naturally an excellent thing. But then when I thought about these two little cubs uniting to lie to them, my heart was stuck.

But Cui Jie thought it was over. With the sound of rain blocked, he whispered: "Father, don't resist, we father and son come together to win this city, and there will be a big reward at that time. ."

"We will live in a big house, eat big pieces of meat, drink big bowls, ride the strongest horses, and use the best weapons. The soldiers under our hands will never be hungry again."

"Father, the head is amazing. A true immortal descends to the earth. With her leading us, the Nine His Royal Highness will surely overthrow the tyrant and become a master."

Cui You's eyes were dim, he was suspicious of the "fairies" in his younger son's mouth.

However, His Royal Highness must have his reasons for doing that.

"Father, you have something to say."

Cui You said in a huff: "What are you talking about?"

Cui Jie's momentum became weak, and then he thought of something and almost jumped up: "You don't really intend to defend the city, and work for that faint lord."

Cui You couldn't help it anymore and kicked him with anger.

"Don't be a fool." After a pause, Cui You looked more serious: "He is the biological father of His Royal Highness Nine."

Cui Jie felt something weird about these words, tilted his head and couldn't think of it.

Cui You:...

Silly son.

But stupid people have stupid blessings, Cui You twitched his lips.

In the past few days, the mountain that was pressing on my heart has been moved away. He swept away the decadence, the whole person was energetic, and Cui Jie was stunned for a while.

Cui You has been on the battlefield for many years, and has been up and down in the court for many years. The xinxing strategy is far beyond the comparison of Cui Jie. It was originally the father and son who discussed it, but in the end it became Cui You to give orders, and Cui Jie did them one by one.

This silly boy was quite cheerful, and didn't think anything was wrong at all.

Cui You was worried again. With his youngest son's disposition, he would at most be a fierce general in the future, and he might not be a handsome man.

Realizing what he was thinking, Cui You suddenly smiled. Now it's a desperate comeback, and the willows are bright. Asking for too much, I'm afraid God won't be able to see it.

The father and the son were in the same mind, and the inside should be in harmony with the outside. The soldiers under Cui Jie were all fed and drunk, and they had some strength, and they did not rush to kill, so it only took a day to seize the county city.

Cui Jie would not embarrass ordinary people, but he never let go of those court officials. After all, a good official like Li Tan was one of the best. Especially the coach of the Roshizi, he died the most miserable.

Cui You temporarily hid his reputation, took the only remaining Cui family branch, and started the staff of the youngest son.

Cui Jie was just as powerful as a tiger, and with his soldiers, they fought to the border of Lianzhou.

When the news was received in the palace, the rain stopped and the sky cleared.

Concubine Lu said with a smile: "Look at the emperor, this treacherous minister who has harmed the country is dead, and even God is celebrating you."

Emperor Yongyuan thought so, he laughed and said: "Ai Concubine is right. Without the treacherous ministers like the Cui family, my country is stable."

The officials underneath looked at each other and said in a loud voice: "Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor. Long live the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor, thousand years old, thousand years old."

"...God bless the emperor..."

"...Wencheng Wude..."

The flattery in the palace can still be heard faintly after a long distance.

Guogong Mansion.

Zhang Yoo sat in the pavilion, twisting a white jade chess piece with his well-knotted fingers, and he lingered.

The old man opposite him touched his beard and said solemnly, "Yuoer, concentrate."

An annoyance flashed across Zhang Yufeng's handsome face, and he lowered his head and said, "Grandson knows what's wrong."

The old man put down his chess pieces without being too harsh: "No matter, you are not playing chess, and it is useless to force it."

Zhang Yoo: "Grandfather, Grandson"

The old man raised his hand to stop him, "I know what you are going to say. It's just that we have done what we should do and the consequences are beyond our control."

Zhang You's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the first clear sunlight cast on his face after the rain, casting a small shadow, clearly disappearing: "Grandson... just feels a little sad."

The old man did not speak any more, raised his head slightly, glanced at the hanging day, and sighed silently.

How long can this dazzling light last?

The quiet atmosphere of the pavilion was broken by a faint sound of footsteps.

A young woman came with a maidservant, and she also personally held a tray in her hand.

She was born beautiful, with thin eyebrows like willow leaves, Qiong nose and apricot eyes, fair and ruddy complexion, wearing a long cyan dress, and her waist is extremely thin, just like Yangliu Yiyi, which is even worse than the scenery of this full garden. Three points in the United States.

She was still holding the tray with her white hands, bending her knees slightly, half polite, and said softly: "Xiao Ran has seen grandfather and cousin."

The old man's complexion eased, and he nodded gently at her.

He noticed what was in the girl's hand and ordered the people to remove the chessboard. Zhang Ran's eyes lit up and he put the tray on it.

"What did Xiao Ran do, it's so fragrant."

The girl shyly smiled and said, "In return to my grandfather, it is red bean and lotus seed porridge. Xiao Ran thought that after the rain for many days, the dampness was so heavy that he had to get rid of the dampness."

As she said, she scooped up the porridge and handed them to the old man and Zhang Yoo respectively.

After Zhang You took it, Wen said, "Thank you, Xiao Ran."

The old man took a sip and said, "The lotus seeds are soft and delicate. This porridge cooks well."

The smile on Zhang Ran's face increased, and he stepped back, letting the maid put up other snacks.

"They are cakes that warm and nourish digestion, and they are just right to eat with porridge."

The old man glanced at Zhang Ran appreciatively, and said casually, "It's a woman who is careful."

Zhang Yoo moved for a while, and then resumed as usual. But the old man was so close to him, how could he not notice him.

Suddenly, he felt that the porridge in the bowl was less tasteful.

"Xiao Ran, the rain stopped outside. The wetness is heavy. You, a woman, should not walk outside to avoid the wetness in the body. That's not good."

The girl's face was timid, and she lowered her head a little lonely, and said docilely: "Yes, thank you grandfather for your concern. When the things are delivered, Xiao Ran will leave first."

The group of people walked away gently as they did when they came.

Zhang Yoo put down the bowl and got up to say goodbye. After he left, the old man looked at the porridge in his bowl and he didn't move much.

Zhang Yoo originally planned to go back to his yard, but somehow, he walked into a vacant yard.

Although the yard is vacant, it is often taken care of inside.

As soon as Zhang Yoo approached the courtyard gate, he heard a low sob.

The footsteps he lifted stopped, and there was a fine pain in his heart. He frowned, hesitated for a long time, and finally turned away.

The servant who heard the footsteps came out, only to see a piece of the moonlight hem lifted by the wind.