Chapter 32: The Maison's Compromise

As Li Chengqian said, the family is really planted this time, and the passage that Zhao Chen said in front of the palace left a lot of extensions, not only against the Lu family, but all those who oppose the palace.

The family has suffered a dumb loss this time, and the truth of the assassination is clear to the emperor, the family, and the princes in the court, but the people are not clear in their hearts.

Coupled with Zhao Chen's words in front of the palace, the family became a shameless person who couldn't stop it in the hearts of the people and wanted to assassinate Zhao Chen in turn.

In the old mansion of Cui Mansion in Chang'an, the young and middle-aged generation of the Cui family are standing silently outside the ancestral hall at the moment, quietly waiting for the old man in the ancestral hall.

The old man was dressed in a rough linen robe, his beard was white, short and thin, but he was the patriarch of the Cui clan in Boling, Shandong, and was called the third prince by the younger generations of the Cui family.

This time, because of the Lu family's affairs, the three princes made a special trip from Boling, and naturally there were other family leaders who came.

Sangong stayed in the ancestral hall, carefully wiping the dust that did not exist on the spiritual position, after a long time, Sangong finally ended, looked up at the rows of Cui ancestors' spiritual positions in the ancestral hall, and said in a low voice: "Daozhen stays, and everyone else disperses!" ”

"Yes!" The younger generations of the Cui family, who were waiting quietly outside the door, heard Sangong's words, and immediately bowed respectfully to Sangong, and then they all turned around and left, leaving only a middle-aged Confucian scholar at the scene.

"Come in!" Sangong turned his back to the door, and waited until the people outside had dispersed, and then said in a low voice.

The middle-aged Confucian outside the door heard the words of the third prince. Immediately, he took off his robe and entered the ancestral hall with a solemn expression. Standing respectfully behind the three princes.

"The Lu family's big house is finished this time!" The third prince looked at the rows of spiritual positions, and a trace of remembrance appeared in his eyes. He said in a slow tone: "The old man has experienced a lot in his life, war, hunger, death, and I have seen people who exchange their flesh and blood for food in order to survive..."

Sangong slowly spoke, and the middle-aged Confucian behind him listened quietly, these past events, these things that Sangong said, he had heard his father talk about it, but this was the first time he heard Sangong talk about it himself.

Sangong in this life. There are indeed a lot of things that have been experienced, and it is Sangong's nightmare, if possible, Sangong would rather bury those past events in his heart forever until he decays.

But now Sangong took the initiative to mention it, and the middle-aged Confucian scholar skipped a shock in his eyes, but he didn't dare to interrupt Sangong's words, so he had to stand quietly behind Sangong. Listening quietly, but the expression on his face became more and more respectful.

"Man in this life. The longer you live, the more afraid you are of death! Sangong's gaze was still looking at the rows of spiritual positions, and he said in a leisurely tone: "Because I have experienced a lot." I've seen too much death, so. It's extra cherished! ”

"Three Princes!" When the middle-aged Confucian scholar heard Sangong's words, he suddenly lost his voice and shouted.

"Only. Compared with the old man, your Uncle Lu is even more afraid of death! The third prince ignored the words of the middle-aged Confucian scholar and continued: "But this time, your uncle put himself to death!" ”

The ancestral hall fell silent for a while, the third prince looked at the rows of spiritual positions, and the middle-aged Confucian priest lowered his head, both of them were silent!

"Hey!" I don't know how long it took, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the face of the third duke, and he said to himself: "It's because your uncle miscalculated the result, and he thought that the emperor wouldn't do anything to him!" ”

"It's the Marquis of Chang'an..."When the middle-aged Confucian heard this, a color suddenly flashed in his eyes, raised his head to look at the back of the third prince, and said.

It's just that the middle-aged Confucian had just spoken, but he was interrupted by the third duke, and the third duke turned his head suddenly, stared at the middle-aged Confucian with sharp eyes, frowned and asked: "Even Daozhen also thinks that the uncle was planted in the hands of the Marquis of Chang'an this time?" ”

When the middle-aged Confucian heard Sangong's words, the expression on his face couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then the scene of that day flashed in his mind, and after a while, he looked at Sangong and said: "On that day, it was Chang'an Hou from beginning to end, if it weren't for Zhao Chen reversing black and white and taking advantage of the situation to suppress the situation, how could Uncle Lu fall into this situation?" ”

"Hehehe!" Listening to the words of the middle-aged Confucius, Sangong suddenly seemed to hear a joke, opened his mouth and laughed, and when he had laughed enough, he looked at the middle-aged Confucian and said, "Wrong, it's all wrong!" ”

As the third prince spoke, his eyes turned to the spiritual position of the ancestor again, and he said slowly: "You only saw the Marquis of Chang'an, but you didn't see the emperor hiding behind the Marquis of Chang'an, the person who really wants Uncle Lu to die is not the Marquis of Chang'an, but the emperor!" ”

"Your Majesty?" When the middle-aged Confucian scholar heard this, he couldn't help frowning slightly, looked at Sangong and said, "But it was because of the words of the Marquis of Chang'an that Uncle Lu fell into such a situation!" ”

The middle-aged Confucian scholar still had something to say, that is, without Zhao Chen's words that day, their Cui family and other families would not have fallen into such a passive situation.

"Hey!" When the third prince heard this, he suddenly sneered and said, "It's all the emperor!" On the same day, when the Marquis of Chang'an came, Dai Zhou went to Zhao's Mansion once, and then, the Marquis of Chang'an came, yes or no? ”

“… Be! When the middle-aged Confucian scholar heard this, he nodded honestly, this is what he told Sangong.

"So, all this should have been planned early in the morning by His Majesty the Emperor!" Sangong looked at the rows of spiritual positions, let out a long sigh, turned his head, looked at the middle-aged Confucian with an indifferent expression, and suddenly spoke.

As soon as Sangong's words came out, the middle-aged Confucian scholar's expression showed surprise on the spot.

recalled the scene of that day in his mind, and sure enough, as the third prince said, before the Marquis of Chang'an came, it was indeed Dai Zhou who went to the Hou Mansion first.

Then, the Marquis of Chang'an came to the gate of the palace, and then things took a sharp turn for the worse, and then, before the Marquis of Chang'an left, the people sent by the emperor arrested the Lu family and the others, all of whom were imprisoned.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged Confucian suddenly closed his eyes, took a long breath, and suddenly skipped a fear in his heart!

"The Emperor's sword has been raised!" Sangong closed his eyes and said in a leisurely tone: "So, the emperor needs us to take a step back, so let's just take two steps back!" ”

"What do you mean?" When the middle-aged Confucian heard Sangong's words, he hesitated, looked at Sangong's back, and asked tentatively.

"Support the emperor's imperial examination!" When the third prince heard this, he suddenly opened his eyes, a flash flashed in his eyes, and he said in a decisive tone: "Chang'an Hou wants to build a school palace, then we will also support him!" ”

When the middle-aged Confucian heard Sangong's words, his face was suddenly surprised!

The injuries on his body are almost healed, and Zhao Chen can move slowly in the back house without Qin Yuyan's support in the past few days, but the injuries on his hands are not yet healed, and they are still wrapped in thick gauze.

Of course, even if it is good, Zhao Chen is not very happy to remove the gauze, it is easy to get such an opportunity to get along with Qin Yuyan, if he doesn't grasp it well, it will be intolerable.

During the day, Qin Yuyan would come to the Hou Mansion and wait for Zhao Chen to eat and drink, Zhao Chen fully felt the comfort of this kind of day, and sat down on a chair during the meal, and then Qin Mei would feed him spoonful by spoonful.

The people in the Hou Mansion seem to be accustomed to Qin Yuyan's existence, and it is only a matter of time before they do, so looking at Qin Yuyan's gaze is the same as looking at the housewife.

The only thing that is probably unhappy is Ji Ning'er, whenever she sees Zhao Chen lying there, like an uncle, enjoying Qin Yuyan's service comfortably, Ji Ning'er can't wait to put the bowl in her hand on Zhao Chen's face.

When Cui Mingan came, just in time for lunch in the Hou Mansion, Zhao Chen, who was enjoying Qin Yuyan's feeding, looked at Cui's greeting on the table, and after a long time, he didn't react.

This time, the family planted, according to his vision, the final result was that the family had to come up with money to eliminate the disaster. Unexpectedly, Cui Mingan came in person, which made Zhao Chen a little confused about Cui's intentions. (To be continued......)

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