The middle-aged scribe in Cui's mansion listened to the butler's statement, his face did not change, and the butler lowered his head uneasily after speaking, waiting for the master's orders.

His own master is the most disciplined, he should learn to shut up without asking, even if he is afraid in his heart, how afraid he is of being implicated by his grandson, he must wait quietly for disposal.

After a full quarter of an hour, the scribe's finger tapping on the table stopped, and he said with a slight frown: "Send someone to invite Lord Li, Lord Wang, Uncle Cui, General Lu, and Lord Zheng, just say that there is an urgent matter to discuss, no matter what urgent matter is at hand, please put it aside first, and get together at the house immediately." Then send someone to invite Lord Zhang of the household department, Lord Wen, Lord Kang of the Criminal Department, and Zhao ...... of the Ministry of Officials."

When the butler heard this, he was like hearing fairy music, and he held back the excitement in his heart, calmed down and listened carefully, and after confirming that nothing was missing, he responded and respectfully withdrew. The scribe rubbed his brows, before he arrived in Chang'an, the elders of the family said that Cai Cong was a trouble, although it was not a climate, but it could make people feel uncomfortable in their throats.

Today it really came true, full of thorns, the Cui family went to apologize, not only did people not see it, but they were also made disgraced, it was really a thing that didn't know how to advance or retreat.

Probably because the Cui family has been high for a long time, as the representative of the Cui family in Chang'an, he thinks that it is not a matter to kill two people, and a rising star like Cai Cong is not a character, and he sent someone to apologize, but he didn't want to be entangled by Cai Cong and cause trouble.

Since Cai Cong doesn't know how to lift, he should give him a little color, so that he can know how unwise it is to sweep the Cui family's face.

The people were busy preparing the things for the banquet, and the scribes were quietly thinking about what was the most appropriate way to suppress Cai Cong in the study? It can show the prestige of the Cui family, but it will not touch Li Shimin's bottom line.

When the lanterns are on, the moon is gorgeous. Cui's mansion is full of lights, the whole garden is bright, and the outside world says that the October moon is beautiful, and relatives and friends are invited to enjoy the moon and compose poems.

The carriages and horses disturb people's dreams, the carriages and horses of all parties continue to stop in front of the Cui Mansion, the housekeeper changed into a cyan satin, and greeted the adults at the door with a smile, he is also a tough person, and at this time he can still laugh and talk with others.

The wine glass rose and fell, the poems praising Yuehua kept pouring out of everyone's mouths, the scribe clapped his palms and smiled, such a beautiful picture he seemed to have forgotten about Cai Cong, as for how painful it was for the white-haired man to send the black-haired man's Chen family, he had never cared.

Seeing that everyone was almost drunk, the scribe waved his hand, and the butler immediately asked all the subordinates to leave, and even the singer got up and left the arms of the big men, leaving only a wisp of fragrance.

"Chengyi, is it for Cai Cong's business to invite us here today?" The people present were all allies of the Cui family, and they spoke directly.

"That's right, the subordinate mistakenly killed Cai Cong's disciple, and then self-righteous flaunting his might in the academy, it was really wrong for me. I killed all my subordinates with a cane, sent someone to send the corpse to tell Cai Cong that it was an accident, and sent a car of apology. I never thought that the housekeeper didn't even step into the door of Cai's mansion, and was knocked away by a gatekeeper with high martial arts.

I thought about it, if there was no Cai Cong's instructions, how could a mere porter have the courage to do this. Since Cai Cong doesn't have a break with me, then I think I should strike first, so I invite all my uncles and brothers to come and discuss what to do. ”

After Cui Chengyi finished speaking, his uncle said slowly: "The enemy is easy to solve and not to settle, the old man heard that you killed not a miscellaneous servant, but Cai Cong's descendant disciple." But there is such a thing! ”

"Back to my uncle, it's true. The two of them were nosy, and they just wanted to teach them a lesson, but they didn't think that their subordinates would be wrong, so they beat them to death. ”

"Since it is a descendant disciple of a prince, then their identity is as noble as the heir of a prince, who taught you to kill the prince, and the disciples of the Great Confucian will kill a few subordinates and send a slave to apologize? Not only are you apologizing, you're humiliating a prince. ”

Cui Chengyi's uncle became more and more serious the more he spoke, Cui Chengyi's face turned pale, and he quibbled: "When I came out, my grandfather once told me that Cai Cong was not a climate, if he didn't want to offend His Majesty, a mere Cai Cong would have been able to keep him out of Shandong." What are these little people? ”

The old man's heart ached, Chengyi was almost stupid, he didn't know how to change, he didn't know how to change, didn't he know that he was wearing this moment? Don't you know that it's a prince no matter what?

No wonder as the eldest grandson, he was assigned to Chang'an, leaving a grandson who was born by the eldest brother's side, and this Chengyi is a dou who can't be helped.

"Even if he is a stupid pig, as long as he is a prince, as long as he has His Majesty's support behind him. He is not a small person, and you are not qualified to look down on him as a mere fourth-grade official. Uncle is not holding you accountable now, but wants you to understand the truth, can you understand your uncle's painstaking efforts? ”

Cheng Yi bowed to the ground, straightened up and said, "Cheng Yi understands, Uncle Xie taught." But now how do we behave? I'm afraid Cai Cong won't give up. ”

"The mistake has been cast, then face him, the fault of this matter is you, is only you the only one who sees the ten thousand acres of fertile land? Are all the people in the world blind? A colt is dead, a princess is still imprisoned in the house, and you dare to ask for land. Tomorrow morning, I will confess my mistake to Your Majesty, and the people in the palace will come out to suffer the sin, return the fields to the people, and then ask Your Majesty to punish you, and then we will ask Your Majesty to demote you to the land. ”

The old man had already made a decision, and said directly. Cui Chengyi is unwilling, could it be that his dignified Cui family's sister-in-law actually wants to retreat from a yellow-haired boy with mud legs?

The old man also seemed to see Cui Chengyi's unwillingness, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about it, this is just to show that my Cui family is selfless, and the eldest grandson has been impeached by my uncle, so the impeachment of a Chang'an Hou who only thinks about businessmen all day long, and is also nostalgic for cooking, is not a personal vendetta, but a righteous move, when the time comes, let him degrade Chang'an with you, you go to Hexi, he goes to Lingnan, wouldn't it be wonderful?" ”

"Uncle is really scheming, but isn't this equivalent to exile Cai Cong's little baby, can Your Majesty agree?" Cui Chengyi said with some concern.

"Huh...... The lesser of the two harms, the old man has his own clever plan, and he will only see tomorrow. Cui Chengyi's uncle smiled incomprehensibly, and said inexplicably with a sharp edge. Seeing that the others were also attentive and showed a confused look, he spoke eloquently.

As soon as everyone heard the applause, they immediately discussed how to act tomorrow, every step must be pondered, and Cai Cong's every reaction must be considered, and Cai Cong must be beaten into a situation of no return in one fell swoop.

In the Chang'an Marquis Mansion, Cai Cong sat quietly in the pavilion, the stove was burning, driving away the wind and snow in November, and he could now feel the corrective power of history all the time, very slowly, if he didn't pay too much attention, he wouldn't be able to detect it.

If he doesn't reverse history even more, this force will slowly play a huge role, snowballing history. He was afraid that Sister Cai would die, the old man would die, and Chu Yao would also die, and those little people who were familiar with him would not talk about surprise now, but they also had heads and faces, and he was afraid that they would also be beaten back to their prototypes.

This is something he can't bear, but now it has inspired the contradiction between Li Shimin and the family, that is, he will ignore the lives of all the people, and it will always be the common people who suffer from the upper-level game.

That night, in the snowstorm, he asked himself, can his conscience be at peace with this? The answer is uneasiness, even if he deceives himself many times, but the most difficult thing for a person is to deceive himself, he can't deceive himself.

When the moon was sinking and falling to the west, Cai Cong stood up and walked out of the pavilion, with a numb expression and asked the maid to wait for the maid to change clothes, and then sat numbly on the sedan chair.

With those two articles in his arms, no matter how painful his heart was, no matter how uneasy he was, he had to do it.

If he can't learn to be too forgetful, he can only be a selfish mortal, and he must do this in order not to be more sad for himself.

(End of chapter)