In Xikou, Cui Hanzhang did not wait for the little guy Cui Xuan to come back, and he received the will from Taikang City one after another, one is a joint handwritten letter from the four ministers of the prison state, ordering him to return to Beijing within five days to lead the army to assist in the city defense, and the other is a private letter from Shibo Cui Shangshu, in which he repeatedly told him not to be too sad, Xikou has entered the eyes of all forces in Gyeonggi with his Cui Hanzhang's fame, and the momentum of the Northern Expedition has become a catalyst for the people's mood.

The most fierce person who cried on the day Mingwei entered the earth was Mrs. Cui Fu and Cui Yun, Mrs. Cui was guilty, the mother and daughter were shallow and had a deep love, and cried and fainted several times; And Cui Yun was mixed with indescribable factors, crying loudly, crying so desolate that everyone present burst into tears. Since Cui Yun received the news, he kept working non-stop during the day and speeding at night, and finally arrived in time to send Mingwei on her last journey.

In Cui Yun's opinion, the handkerchief friendship in the boudoir is far better than the friendship with the other sisters in the house, maybe the anger is accumulated in the chest, and there is nowhere to vent, knowing that Sister Mingwei died tragically in Hejian Mansion for Cui Hanzhang, but what can you blame him? What's more, Mingwei repeatedly confessed to her before leaving, and she was also fated.

On the way back to Taikang, Cui Yun never gave Cui Hanzhang a good look, more often than not, he secretly wiped his tears alone, and the bright and hearty Cui Yun was gone.

The bluestone slabs of Doumi Lane are polished by the hooves of the wheels and horses, and the voices of people are boiling during the day, and the originally inconspicuous alley has entered the eyes of the people of Taikang City.

Creation of the god show, last year Ming Wei personally transplanted the Xikou green lotus crazy growth, a summer scene will become a ten-mile lotus pond, the leaves on the early sun dry rain, the water surface is clear and round, one by one wind lotus, from the midsummer light year to the autumn is strong, at night, walk in the alley under the green wall to listen to the sound of frogs. The old butler standing on the steps in front of the door craned his neck and looked into the distance, and a quarter of an hour later the carriage turned into Doumi Lane, and the old man's wrinkled face showed a long-lost smile, and under the influence of the smile, the wrinkles turned into deep folds, and he was in all directions, and his heart was settled, and the owner of the house finally returned.

After Cui Hanzhang raised his feet to enter the door, he saw the patches of green lotus in the courtyard on the right at first glance, and couldn't help but turn around and walk towards the lake, sure enough, as she said at the beginning, the lake surface has expanded, the Taihu Lake stones on the shore are placed in a staggered manner, and there is a pile of rockeries in the distance, and the sound of water flow can be heard, pouring into the lake from top to bottom.

"Uncle, the eldest lady is most concerned about building this small lake, those Taihu Lake stones are carefully selected by her one by one, last year from the hometown to transplant back the green lotus, raise a lake, the courtyard has a foundation, said to be a place for you to read tired walking, never thought of the summer, crazy general, the old man I still see such a scene, now it is full of lotus leaves and lotus flowers." While saying this, the old housekeeper took Cui Hanzhang to the lake, the lake water is clear, and from time to time there are carp that burst out of the water, along the eaves of the lakeside, the loop twists and turns, and it is very quiet.

"There are two golden carp and a red crucian carp, which were brought by the second young master last time he passed by, saying that they are rare species in the hometown Shuikou and Dahu Hantan, and the baby is very good, the eldest lady is very interested in them, and often makes bait to feed them, and now they live a moist life in the small lake."

Cui Hanzhang looked at the ten-mile lotus pond and couldn't help but lose his mind, every grass and tree was planted and transplanted by Mingwei herself. It is most suitable for wandering around the lakeside in the afternoon after late autumn and indulging in the fragrance of osmanthus flowers. The wind blows the water, the carp jumps in the reflection of the blue sky and white clouds, and a few red persimmons are swaying on the branches. Freely and greedily breathing deeply, the aroma penetrates the nose and lungs, and the fragrance that enters the heart and spleen is a strong and unique cold depression and calmness, restrained but powerful, like a incense cord, penetrating into the lungs, taking away all the previous turbidity, leaving its unique fragrance. A kind of earthly, rich life atmosphere, a kind of home taste.

The sun gradually sets in the west, a little afterglow is sprinkled on the lotus leaves, and the ripples of the lake are reflected, the breeze blows, the old housekeeper stands quietly behind, one tall and one short, and the two lonely figures are gradually elongated.

About half an hour passed, and Cui Hanzhang heard the urging from the coughing sound of the old housekeeper,

"Treber, let's go home." After saying that, he turned around and walked into the house, and when Cui Bo turned around, he seemed to see wet marks on the man's face.

"Tomorrow we'll go out and buy some wood, I'm going to make a pavilion."

"Well, the old slave is the best at choosing wood." This house is renovated by the old housekeeper inside and out, he thinks that it is a good thing for the male owner to move the construction now, the house has been silent for too long, and the people's hearts are floating, this is a good time to gather everyone, up and down peace of mind, the house can be peaceful.

Cui Xuan arrived home in the second half of the night, dusty, and even his hair was gray, he first returned to the mouth of the stream to pounce on the air, helplessly turned the horse's head, and inquired about the news along the way and chased his ass, and the old housekeeper grabbed him:

"Brother Xuan'er, people and horses are tired, my uncle just lay down, there is something we will discuss tomorrow morning."

Cui Xuan's originally hurried temperament was stopped by the old housekeeper, and he just wanted to have a seizure, but when he heard these words, his whole spirit suddenly relaxed, and he had to take a breath for something big.

Smart people will not easily drill the tip of the horns, but if they do, it will not be easy to come out, read too many books, Cui Hanzhang never likes to come hard, of course, he does not have the ability to break the obstacle hard, only the local method, step by step to the original way back, review and review, and deduce other paths.

Mingwei's death dried up his heart, and burning Weng City was itself an act of death, but God didn't accept him, so he just lived.

Now dragging the body back to Taikang, seeing the lake Qinglian lost his mind, all kinds of yesterday's scenes reappeared, strictly speaking, the two people stayed together quietly for a long time, and the short good memories are discussing how to create ten miles of wind lotus, now the lake is full of lotus, the autumn is cool, and the style is graceful.

At night, he heard the conversation between the old housekeeper and Cui Xuan, and he knew that Cui Xuan would have a stomach full of things to say, but these can wait, and when the sun rises, he will speak slowly.

As soon as a touch of fish belly white flashed in the sky, Cui Hanzhang opened his eyes, and the dry heart has the advantage of being keen. There are many things that he couldn't see or touch before, and he can feel the existence in the hazy and hazy, such as the wisp of purple air of the morning sun, and the cold air emitted by the tail of the mountain carp......

After a trip to knock down the style, he was calm, his body collapsed, and he didn't eat the smell of fireworks in the world, Lou Yueshan saw it, and he was speechless, Cui Mingtang saw it, and shook his head firmly. The dealer will plant the land, turn over the soil every year, maybe not plant anything the next year, but it can increase the soil fertility, the soil is fertile, Cui Hanzhang's current situation is a bit of this meaning, he doesn't know what to plant, what is the point of planting?

Cui Xuan got up early, quietly finished reading the master's set of tricks, didn't say a word, and walked to the middle of the venue to fight. The same rice raises hundreds of people, a set of tricks to play all kinds of styles, Cui Xuan's shot is as fast as the wind and like fire.

Cui Hanzhang glanced twice and walked along the small lake, the mountain carp that he had never seen yesterday actually surfaced, spit a few mouthfuls of foam towards the rising sun, and dived into the bottom of the lake with a swing of his tail.

The first time we met, we didn't like to see each other, and the next hundred years were not good.

The two-tailed golden carp is very pleasing, and followed the male owner to swim along the lake, swimming vigorously, graceful like a dragon.

"It's a thought to have both fire and water, and I hope the three little ones can be safe." Cui Hanzhang understands Mingtang's kindness, and if he can use a different kind of spiritual object to win, there is no more than a slap in Taikang City.

Cui Hanzhang saw that Brother Xuan had already stood on the shore early, his posture was as tall as a spear, and his fist intent flowed.

Cui Hanzhang suddenly shook his body to the left, slid out a few steps, and then swayed to the right, this time gliding farther, before he saw the next move, he suddenly disappeared. I saw that when he reappeared, he had already swept sideways, suddenly stopped, stepped on the ground with his back feet, jumped high, like a fierce tiger, flew forward, and smashed towards the head of the little guy Cui Xuan with a punch.

Cui Xuan concentrated his eyes when he lost his trace, and all that appeared in his eyes was a huge fist, from far to near, it instantly occupied his eyes, the fist intent converged, and his arms were naturally like a cross, carrying this punch hard, "crackling" His two sleeves shattered, revealing his bronze arms, and after shaking his body a few times, he still couldn't control two steps back, before he unloaded all his strength. He felt that he had just blocked the tiger's pounce, not Cui Hanzhang's punch, the strength of the tiger's pounce was really like Mount Tai's pressure, his wrists were still numb, his ears sounded with muffled thunder, and his heart was swaying.

Cui Hanzhang patted the dust on his body and said casually: "Chat while eating." ”

Clear porridge and pickles, coarse tea and light rice.

Cui Xuan said slowly, and he listened slowly.

I expected it before, and I heard about the affairs of Qingyuan Mansion, and there was indeed not so much sadness and hatred, and it was a human debt.

"I once heard a friend talk about boxing theory and I thought so. You also refer to the following, the world is divided into thousands of boxing, each has a different boxing pile boxing moves, boxing is the fundamental, the root of the establishment, the boxing pile is the foundation, the foundation of the momentum, the boxing move is the façade, dazzling, the combination of the three, there are thousands of kinds of boxing, Jianghu martial arts and is called the boxing style, the truth is so, but above the three there is more boxing intent, some people are pious, some people are pure, some people are ruthless, the same master in the same division will teach different apprentices, it is said that the boxing intention is very different. Cui Hanzhang thought of the boxing theory taught by Li Qingshan when he was in Jiatong Pass, so he spoke up and listened to Cui Xuan.

"Today, we will buy enough timber with Cui Bo, and let's build a two-story pavilion in the lake, which will be durable." Cui Xuan was still silent in the sentence "Death power is not expensive enough, fist intent is the highest", Cui Hanzhang couldn't allow him to continue to be stunned in place, and after explaining the matter of buying wood, he went out to Suzaku Street and walked in the direction of the palace.

In the past few days, there have been a lot of small people in Doumi Lane, probes the brain, there is nothing new in Taikang City, since the moment he entered the city, the news of Cui Tanhua's return to Beijing has spread all over the nine gates and four passes.

To this day, even the richest lintel has to admit that Cui Tanhua, who is on the list of the Eight Horses of Divine Light, has stood in a position that is enough for them to face up, bending down and looking down is posture, if anyone still looks at this noble literati like before, then it is really the ancestral tomb that is emitting black smoke, and the coffin board of the ancestors of Kaifu is estimated to be unable to hold it down.

Over the ages, there are very few people who can lead the troops to fight with the literati Jinshi, not to mention the top three Jinshi and the first in Jialong's 20 years, counting on their fingers, there is only the champion Hou in the group of people who follow the grandfather, he was the second class Jinshi in the last year of the Daduan Dynasty, abandoned the pen from Rong, followed the Taizu, and went out early to worship the prime minister, no one can match, if it is not for the untimely death of the champion Hou, I am afraid there will be no first-class Lingwu Hou.

Cui Hanzhang is now younger than the original champion Hou Ke, and he crawled out of the pile of dead in the Northern Expedition, embroidered foxes in Liuluan City, burned Weng City in Youyun City, and even more exaggerated is that he still holds the elite troop rangers in his hands, thinking about it makes those old and immortal nobles shake their heads helplessly, what a good seedling, why wasn't he born in his own home?

Now that he is showing goodwill with him again, it is not only too late, but also the next work, I really can't afford to lose that person, I was laughed at by the old men all over the city, and the stars can be drowned in the big court, so they are all closely observed, and no one is in a hurry to come to the door. Although he was not in a hurry to come to the door, he was thinking about it in his heart, and he was secretly scolding Cui Qian for being such an old vixen, and he had a niece early, not to mention, and now even his daughter Cui Yun was running to Doumi Lane twice in three days.

There are still some old people in the imperial capital who know that Taikang Shangshu Mansion and Jianyang Cui have an unusual relationship, and they can find out the origin of the Cui family in Xikou with clues, and they are even more interested in finding out the matter of Jin'an North Prison, and now no one dares to take it out to say something, King Pingkang Mu is a first-class prince with real power, and no one dares to touch the mold after eating the bear's heart and leopard gall, and it is rumored that King Pingkang Mu has a lot to do with Cui Tanhua.......

May a little snow in the furnace be scattered into the world to shine the night light.

This is a couplet written by Shulan Xuansheng before he set out on the expedition, not neat, but fortunately in the artistic conception.

Since the Holy Expedition, the Queen Mother and the four ministers of the prison convened a great court meeting, the Shenguang Dynasty has not had a great court meeting for half a year, and the above saints are all left after the great court meeting to leave a few important ministers to discuss things in Shulanxuan, and now the four ministers of the prison are also in Shulanxuan, so the six ministries are called Shulanxuan as a small court.

Qin Zheng, the king of Luyang, Cui Jing, the secretary of the household department, Song Yushan, the prince of Dingguo, Ru Yushan, the secretary of the ministry and the scholar of Guanghuadian University, these four ministers of the prison state sat on both sides, some closed their eyes to recuperate, some sipped fragrant tea, and some of the knuckles tapped the armrests of the chair rhythmically, and they couldn't see the fluctuation of people's hearts mentioned in the letter, and the situation was tense, Cui Hanzhang coughed lightly after coming in, and then bowed down and said: "The ranger Cui Hanzhang visited the four prisoners. ”

"Commander Cui is here, come and sit on my side." I saw Cui Jing, the head of the household, beckoning kindly and calling him over,

Cui Hanzhang naturally didn't really sit down, and walked up to him gently, smiling, and standing beside him.

"The four of us are a little sorry for you, for the sake of the foundation of the country, the old cheek is not ashamed or impatient, the original idea was that the rangers and the city defense Yulin Army jointly cleaned up Taikang City, and the Holy Lord's will instructed the Praetorian Guard under the command of Kunda to also accept the dispatch of your rangers, so that the defense inside and outside Taikang City will be entrusted to Commander Cui." Cui Jing was also open in front of the other three at this time, and simply said it directly, now the defense of Taikang City is controlled by you Cui Hanzhang, and you can toss as much as you like.

"The Holy Lord is very important to you, Taikang City is now restless, and the Holy Lord must clean up before returning to Beijing, and he must not make a mistake under his own nose." Luyang King Qin Zhengxiao's eyes narrowed into a slit, and his only son Qin Siyang followed King Pingkang Mu to make great contributions on the battlefield on the Western Front, and the old man was also very pleased, and everyone felt pleasing to the eye.

"Shengshang is still eight hundred miles away from Taikang, according to the current marching speed, it is estimated that the division will be able to return to the dynasty in ten years, I don't know where the rangers are now?" Song Yushan, the Duke of Dingguo, was more concerned about the current location of the rangers and whether they could quickly enter the city to take over the defense.

"Yu Guogong, 50,000 rangers will escort the saint to the return of the master, and 30,000 will be stationed fifty miles outside the city, and they can enter the city at any time." Cui Hanzhang replied.

"I am anxious to ask Commander Cui to come back to preside over the city defense affairs, on the one hand, it is the intention of the saint, and on the other hand, it is for you to take over the placement of the Great Elder of the Ghost Fang Department." When he was in college, Ru Yu said solemnly, the great elder of the Ghost Fang Department brought a hundred subordinates, and now he is temporarily living in Qingliang Temple.

"The subordinates immediately took someone to take over the city defense, and personally went to Qingliang Temple to invite the great elder of the Ghost Fang Department to enter the city."

"You go first, this matter can't be delayed, don't wait for the ghost department." Cui Jing, the head of the household department, specially instructed him.

After Cui Hanzhang withdrew from Shulanxuan, several old men chatted: "There has been a demon in the city these days, I hope that Xiao Cui Tanhua can suppress it." ”

"Xiao Cui is a little younger in this life, but you look at the evil qi on his body, the blood is rolling, this is contaminated from the pile of dead people in the north, if he can't control it, we can't tie a few old bones together." Ding Guogong has always been straightforward in his speech.

"This matter is inseparable from the Great Elder of the Ghost Fang, as long as Cui Hanzhang suppresses this person, he can suppress the situation." Qin Zheng, the king of Luyang, insisted on it.

"Scattered, facing a few of you, the two look at each other and hate each other." Cui Jing, the head of the household, took a sip of gaiwan tea and got up to leave.

"Let's go, let's meet each other, and we are really tired of looking crooked." Song Yushan, the Duke of Dingguo, scolded with a smile.

Ru Yu, a scholar of the Ministry of Officials and a scholar of Guanghuadian University, sat silently in his seat and drank tea, and waited until the incense on the desk burned out before getting up and leaving.........

"Xu Qingfeng immediately ordered the Ranger Hongzi Battalion and the Huangzi Battalion to enter the city at one moment, block the outer city at the second moment, and dispatch the Praetorian Guard to strengthen the defense of important positions at the third moment; The Divine Crossbow Camp went to Qingliang Temple, and without my warrant, not a single fly was allowed to enter it. After Cui Hanzhang left Shulanxuan, he turned around and gave an order to the guards.

"Mark the order." Xu Qingfeng bowed and clenched his fists, turned over his horse, and went straight to the camp outside the city of the rangers.

Cui Hanzhang didn't rush back, and after letting the coachman turn a few alleys, he entered the back door of Shangshu Cui's mansion.

Cui Yun has confessed up and down the house, and the old man naturally knows what to say and what not to say. After being guided by the housekeeper, he sat idly in the grass hall and waited

"I'm here, I don't know if I look at your Aunt Cui, she treats Sister Mingwei as if she were her own, and she has been sad for a long time, and she doesn't have a tooth for tea these days." Cui Yun walked in from the back hall with a resentful face.

I was afraid that I would be connected with the old man's sadness, so I hesitated. It just so happens that you are here, the best products of the mountains and fields I brought from Xikou are the most nourishing qi and blood, three bowls of water are fried into a bowl of water, and one bowl is served in the morning and evening. Cui Hanzhang had no choice but to tell the truth, and hurriedly took out something to offer.

"Even if you still have a little conscience, my mother's tea and rice are not fragrant these days, and she often wipes her tears alone in the room where Sister Mingwei used to live." Cui Yun's eyes turned red as he spoke, and his eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

Cui Hanzhang didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only sit in a daze.

"The master is back." The housekeeper's words woke up the two sad people, and Cui Yun wiped the corners of his eyes and turned to the backyard to accompany his mother.

"Hanzhang, the affairs of Taikang City Defense and the Ghost Fang Department are weird, you must not take it lightly, there are no fewer curves and curves in this than the Northern Expedition battlefield, and it is the most dissipating." Cui Shangshu saw that his face was full of sadness and his heart was low, and he couldn't help but worry and reminded.

"Let Shi Bo see it, several ministers in Shulan Xuan today are obviously abnormal, I'm afraid things are not as simple as they seem, right?" Cui Hanzhang cleaned up his mood and respectfully asked.

"This thing is really weird, first it was rumored that the saint was seriously injured in the Northern Expedition, endangering his life, and it was rumored in the market; Then a few palace maids disappeared in the palace, Kun Baichuan checked for a while and there was no progress, but the things in the palace somehow spread outside, it just so happened that there were women missing in the city one after another in the past few days, and now everyone is in danger. More than 100 members of the Great Elder of the Ghost Fang Department are also here now, and we can only settle in Qingliang Temple first. Cui Shangshu briefly introduced the situation, then lowered his head to drink tea, and let him digest the information slowly.

Although it is only a few words, Cui Hanzhang can feel the danger inside, the Holy Northern Expedition, the states have dispatched elite support, the land of the capital is empty, and the place is even more subtle, and the nobles in the palace and the people in the market are all weights on both sides of the scale. The minister of supervision acts as the government agent, transports grain and grass, and stabilizes the defense, which must be hard work, and he has noticed that Cui Shangshu's temples are much whiter, and the other three are also much older.

"Does this have anything to do with the Ghost Fang?" Cui Hanzhang pondered for a moment and asked straightforwardly?

"The time is not right, the matter is in the front, they come and go, a few of us have not suspected, but we can't find evidence, Kun Baichuan personally went to Qingliang Temple and didn't find clues, this matter has caused a gap between the two clans, so we must be more cautious."

"Clean up Taikang City, so as to welcome the Holy Master to return to the court, and I will meet this Great Elder of the Ghost Fang Department later." Cui Hanzhang is now decisive in killing, and there is no indecision at all as a scholar.

He withdrew from the war-torn place in the north, and naturally knew best that the Northern Expedition War was difficult to say whether he won or lost, after several tough battles, hundreds of thousands of people died on both sides, and things returned to the original point, but the situation was favorable to the Shenguang Dynasty, and if the situation was stabilized and consumed, it could only be Beihu who was dragged to death.

At this time, it depends on whose rear is stable and can continue to support the confrontational front. The Great Elder of the Ghost Fang entered Beijing to pray for blessings at this time not sooner or later, and the four prisoners were not nervous, and they couldn't fight a war, but they sensed the temperature of the people's hearts, the warmth and coldness of the world, and those people were old and fine.

After Cui Hanzhang came out of Shangshu Mansion, he went straight to the Yamen of the Praetorian Guard, and the two had a deep chat, and went through all the big and small things in Taikang City in the past year. It can be seen that Kun Baichuan has helplessness and fatigue on his face, but now he is a little more tired, and when he is sent out, it is already the moon has set, and the cool breeze is pleasant at night.

It was too late to wander around Taikang City, so he urged the groom to rush home, thinking that the foundation would be laid today and the pavilion would be set up within three days.

After he pushed the door home, he saw the brilliant lights in the yard for the first time, Cui Xuan was working with more than ten personal soldiers, the pavilion had begun to take shape, looking at the foundation structure was double-layered, Cui Bo saw his uncle coming back and stepped forward and said:

"Brother Xuan'er is quick with his hands and feet, he buys timber in the morning, and starts to pile down the foundation in the afternoon, and a few soldiers come later, everyone helps together, and the first floor will be built."

"Wood needs to withstand blisters, tell them to eat first and rebuild tomorrow." Cui Hanzhang nodded, looked at the pavilion in the middle of the lake and commanded.

"It's okay, let's build a structure tonight, go up tomorrow, find a mason to lay tiles, and polish it carefully." Cui Xuan's ears are good, and when he heard the words on the shore from afar, he shouted to reply to him.

"Uncle, rest assured, these young men are all strong men, they eat with a lot of strength, and the kitchen has already prepared wine and meat meals, and they can eat at any time." The old butler helped aside.

Cui Hanzhang watched them do a lively job, so he took off his coat, rolled up his trousers, rolled up his sleeves, and worked together with the handle, and by the time, the main structure of the two-story wooden pavilion was built.

Just when I was working together, I repeatedly imagined the renderings of the pavilion in my mind, and now I stand on the shore and look at this pavilion of considerable scale, surrounded by green lotus on the lake, I can't help but think of the wise man Leshan, the benevolent man is happy with the water, he likes to live in the water, the name of the water pavilion is there, it is called "Little Lotus Village".