Following last year's wax moon, the Cui Mansion in Yongfengli, the eastern capital, is now shrouded in white again. The successive funerals not only made the masters silent, but even the slaves and maids in the house even spoke much quieter. Even so, the most worrying thing in the back house has still become the biggest topic of many people's whispers in private.

Although Cui Jianxuan, the young master, has a bad temper and a bad mouth, his joy and anger are all on his face, and when he is unhappy, he scolds people at every turn, but when he is happy, he is rewarded heavily. What's more, since he came back from studying in Songshan before, Cui Jianxuan has made great progress in everything and everything, and has been practicing riding and archery martial arts hard for several months, and those loyal servants are happy in their eyes, no one expected that Cui Gezhi, who was mourning Mrs. Tai at home, died suddenly, and Cui Shiyilang, who has always been very arrogant, has become the one with the biggest reaction among everyone.

In the funeral hall, Cui Jiuniang looked at Cui Jianxuan, who was described as withered, sitting there motionless, thinking that she had used all the tricks these days, she was already heartbroken, and tears rolled down her cheeks silently. knew that this trick had no effect on Cui Jianxuan at all, but she didn't bother to wipe it, so she just bit her lip tightly and stood there.

Grandmother's love, father's majesty, the past scenes seem to be in front of her, but now it is only a blink of an eye, but these have become things that can no longer be reached, isn't she also unacceptable? But Brother is a manly husband, how can he be so unproductive? The eldest brother and the younger brother are both forced to endure grief inside and outside, and the elder sister is accompanied by the equally grief-stricken aunt, how can the elder brother only care about himself!

Just when Cui Jiuniang almost bit her lip and bled out, there was a sudden commotion behind her. She was furious for a moment, and suddenly turned around and said sharply: "The funeral hall is heavy, who dares to make a noise...... Yes! ”

Seeing the man who came in quickly, she exclaimed in disbelief and reached out to cover her mouth, almost thinking that she had seen the flowers for a while. It wasn't until the man passed by and entered the funeral hall that she suddenly woke up, but she saw Cui Chengxun and Cui Jian brothers standing side by side outside the door, both of them were like her, with incredible surprise on their faces.

After a long time, she took a deep breath and turned around, only to see Du Shiyi bowing deeply to the spiritual seat of the funeral hall, and then looked at Cui Jianxuan. Just when she was expecting Du Shiyi to open her mouth to persuade Cui Jianxuan, she saw Du Shiyi step forward and pull Cui Jianxuan's collar and drag the person out of the door without saying anything.

"Brother...... Du Jiulang, you are ......"

Cui Jiuniang was stunned for a moment, opened her mouth and screamed, and suddenly only felt a hand pressed on her shoulder. Looking back, she found that Cui Chengxun and Cui Jian were standing behind her, the eldest brother pressed her shoulders and shook his head at her without question, and the younger brother also said softly: "Sister, we have tried everything, this time we will leave it to Du Langjun!" ”

"But ......" Seeing Du Shiyi pull Cui Jianxuan out of the door like this, although Cui Jianxuan resisted violently when his legs left the threshold, he ate Du Shiyi's hard punch, and the whole person was stunned, Cui Jiuniang couldn't help blurting out, "Brother was reluctant to drink some slurry water because of A-Niang's hard pleading, and his body was already very weak, how could he withstand his tossing like that?" ”

"No matter how much you toss, it's better than if he doesn't eat or drink like this, but we are helpless!" Cui Chengxun sighed deeply, seeing that there was no shadow of the person, he smiled bitterly, "It's just that I really didn't expect that the Jingzhao Mansion trial was imminent, and Du Jiulang would be able to throw away the opportunity to win nine out of ten and rush back to the Eastern Capital!" If Eleven Lang doesn't appreciate it again...... I want to punch him hard! ”

Cui Mansion has lived in Yongfeng for three months, and Du Shiyi is familiar with the terrain of the back house. At this moment, dragging Cui Jianxuan's collar, he ignored the eyes of the slaves and maids around him, and dragged the person straight to the back garden, and then let go. Seeing that Cui Jianxuan didn't care about the collar that was almost torn, the half-open placket, and the heavy bruise on his face just now, he just sat there blankly, he couldn't help but be angry, looked around and suddenly looked down and saw the silver kettle that had not been untied at his waist, so he unscrewed the lid and splashed a pot of water directly on Cui Jianxuan's face.

Wow –

At this time, the weather was getting colder, and the icy water suddenly fell on Cui Jianxuan's face, and Cui Jianxuan suddenly froze. The next moment, seeing the hand that suddenly lifted his collar again, and seeing Du Shiyi's face suddenly enlarged in front of him, he suddenly couldn't hold back anymore, and shouted hoarsely: "Who asked you to come back, you go to take your Jingzhao Mansion test, what do I do!" ”

"Look at your pus-filled appearance, if I don't come back, do you plan to guard your grandfather's spiritual position and accompany him like this?"

"I'm willing, you call me dead or alive!"

Seeing Cui Jianxuan struggling desperately, however, this Cui Shiyilang, who was much more flexible than himself in the past, compared to galloping for more than a day and two nights, and now he is also tired and wanting to die, but he still can't resist, Du Shiyi suddenly sneered, and watched the person fall heavily to the ground as soon as he let go.

"I don't care if you live or die, but you only think that you lost your grandmother and father, and you don't think about your brothers and sisters, everyone is like that? Manly husband, there are countless ways to die, mourning hunger strike and dying in the funeral hall, that is foolishness and filial piety, and you will only be smacked to death by your grandfather when you go to Jiuquan, and those living relatives will be angry with you to death! ”

"Shut up!"

Seeing that Cui Jianxuan was furious for a while, struggling to get up, Du Shiyi took a deep breath, stepped forward and pressed him to the ground with his elbows over his neck, then stared at his eyes, and said word by word: "Your grandfather is the son of the Cui family of Qinghe, the son of Xiangguo, thirteen years old and filial piety, fifteen years old and worshipping the official Shaanzhou to join the army, these years of ups and downs, only then there is now the flourishing Cui family, but what about you!" ”

"How can I compare to Grandpa! Now the elder brother is calm and talented, and the younger brother is smart and wise, and it is enough for the Cui family to have them! Cui Jianxuan unconsciously choked in his throat, and his voice became more and more hoarse.

"If your grandfather thought like you, there would be no Cui family today! At the beginning, your fourth uncle was knighted by two Zhang, but then he was ostracized, and once degraded the official Zizhou Sima, and even affected your fifth uncle to demote the official Qu Governor Shi, and your grandfather was also demoted to the official Shangzhou Sima. If your grandfather is as irresponsible as you, just be disheartened, why not go to Beijing alone, put aside life and death, honor and disgrace to plan for a big event? Death is as heavy as Mount Tai, and some are as light as a feather, knowing the hardships and dangers but having the courage to make decisions, that is a manly man! Only care about the momentary sorrow, ignore the great wishes of the deceased father, ignore the mother and brothers and sisters, you are the greatest unfilial piety! ”

These great truths were not unspoken by brothers and sisters in the funeral hall before. However, at that time, Cui Jianxuan's heart was full of guilt and sadness, where could he listen to half a point. But at this time, Du Shiyi was dragged all the way from the funeral hall to the no-man's land in the back garden, and a pot of cold water poured him awake a little, and then when he was reprimanded for a headache, he suddenly felt that his whole heart was crumpled into a ball. He couldn't find a reason to refute Du Shiyi's words, and all the struggles and resistance were in vain, zuihou, his tightly clenched fist finally gradually loosened, and his face turned pale for a while.

"It's all my fault, if it weren't for the fight between me and Grandpa, the Tao would not be obeyed, and I would not have been willing to take the Ming Sutra to live or die, and I wouldn't have made Grandpa so angry that his condition worsened......"

Listening to Cui Mozhi's muttering and pouring out those words of guilt and self-blame, Du Shiyi removed his hand and breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that this stupid boy must have something in his heart, and take the fault on himself, otherwise he would not have almost collapsed. It's better to be able to say this to him than to hold it in your heart and only know that you want to die or live. galloped all the way so that his twin strands were almost numb, he moved his legs and sat on the ground, and when Cui Jianxuan finally stopped talking, he thought that he was also an unfilial son who disobeyed his father's wishes in his previous life, and suddenly squinted his eyes.

"Cui Shiyi, I'll tell you a story."

"Huh?"

"Once upon a time, there was a boy who lost his mother at an early age and was brought up by his father, who studied ancient books. Since he was a child, his father asked him to copy ancient books, learn the exegesis of gold and stone, and asked his old friends to teach him medical skills, but he was very reluctant, and then he saw an opportunity to leave home, but he wandered all over the world, and later became a well-known musician......"

Talking about that story in a different way, telling the story of the son who wants to raise but doesn't wait for his relatives, and the story of rushing home after becoming famous only to find that the father and son are separated from heaven and man, when it comes to the grief-stricken scene of burning books in front of the tomb, Cui Jianxuan finally shouted: "Don't say it, please don't say it!" ”

Du Shiyi didn't seem to hear it at all, and said to herself: "When that guy suddenly turned around, he was already alone. You still have your mother and siblings, and many uncles and brothers, and you still have time to turn back! Your aunt is not in good health, have you ever thought about what she would miss if she was angry with you......"

"Shut up...... Shut me up! ”

Cui Jianxuan finally clenched his ears and snorted, and stood up staggering with his hands on the ground. Dragging his heavy legs and moving two steps forward, he suddenly stopped again, and said without looking back: "Du Nineteen, you go back to your Jingzhao Mansion to take the exam, you don't have to worry about my affairs anymore!" ”

"Don't forget, you told me that our brothers will fight one by one in the future! If you plan to be so useless, you don't have to go back to the funeral hall and find a rock to hit and kill you! ”

After yelling, looking at the figure who seemed to be a toddler, he shook all over his body, and finally staggered and disappeared from sight, Du Shiyi couldn't help but smile bitterly: "If you can save your mind, I am willing to run to the east like this?" ”

The trip from Chang'an to the Eastern Capital was far farther than the trip that sent Cui Jianxuan from Songshan to the Eastern Capital, at this moment, he felt a hot pain in both strands, and the whole person was exhausted and exhausted, and he couldn't wait to lie on the ground and not get up. It wasn't until a slender figure was reflected in front of him that he was startled and quickly raised his head.