Cui Xiang, once served as a scholar in the house, walked in the palace, and served as a waiter in the Ministry of Rites and Officials, a few years after the new emperor ascended the throne, he was impeached for a certain matter, and he returned to Fuchun River to do a fishing.

Judging from these simple introductions alone, this man who looks like an ordinary rich man is just a retired high-ranking official of the imperial court, and he is not worthy of attention, but Ning Que knows very well that when Cui Yu is walking in the palace, it is when Li Yu is literate, in other words, this person is the Qimeng teacher of Her Royal Highness the princess, of course, more importantly, because this person is the patriarch of the Cui family, so he is a big man who must be taken seriously.

Ning Que attached great importance to Cui Xiang, although he didn't get up to greet him, he just deliberately made a gesture. So he didn't understand what Cui Xiang said, he couldn't understand why such a big man should welcome himself, try to make himself happy, and even visit once there was a problem.

You must know that the history of the gate valve in Qinghe County is even longer than that of the academy, and even if you have to show respect for the academy, there is no reason to choose this kind of superficial and direct method that even seems a little stupid.

Cui Xiang did not solve his doubts, in the next conversation, he changed the topic very calmly and naturally, perfectly showing the bearing and demeanor of the Qianshi Gate Valve, did not talk about anything related to the red sleeve move, just recalled the old things in Chang'an, and occasionally asked about the recent situation of Her Royal Highness the princess Li Yu and the little prince.

After asking Ning Quedai to ask his master for peace, he took a thin letter from his sleeve, put it on the table, glanced at Sang Sang gently, and then left, leaving the inn with the old butler who was lying down.

Looking at the quiet street outside the window, Ning Que said: "He doesn't need to pat my ass, but he came to shoot it, but he took it so lightly and carelessly, and he didn't hide his pride." ”

Sang Sang was puzzled, thinking to himself that such a big man had deigned to come to visit in person, and he had already shown enough humility, where could he see any pride?

"In the eyes of the world, the first person in Qinghe County, there is really no need to come to greet me, a disciple of the academy, but he is a smart person, and he knows very well what the academy means to Datang, but since he knows this, coupled with your identity as a quasi-Xiling great priest, if you don't come, how can it be so simple to come?"

Ning Que retracted his gaze, looked at the cup of tea in his hand that he didn't take a sip at all, and said: "This thing is a little weird, I always feel that Cui Xiang just came over to see the two of us, the problem is, what does he want to see us, and I always feel that his calm is full of strong confidence." ”

Sang Sang said: "Even when I was in Weicheng, I also heard about the reputation of the surnames of Qinghe County, and a big man like this naturally has the confidence to speak and do things." ”

Ning Que shook his head and said: "How can there be any real heirloom of poetry and books in the world, which can be passed down for more than a thousand years, after all, it still depends on strength, and the gate valve of Qinghe County knows this truth better than anyone else." ”

"These gate valves have been out of Xiling Great Priest before, but they haven't been in the past few decades, I also know that there are three great cultivators who know the fate realm in Qinghe County, but one died in Chang'an for some reason, then these gate valves should be clear, no matter how powerful Qinghe County is, it can even be compared with Dahe, Yuelun, Song and Wei countries, but they don't have any confidence in front of the imperial court and the academy. ”

Sang Sang suddenly said, "That...... There is a problem with the old steward. ”

What she said this time is a problem, it doesn't mean that the old butler is a bad person, but a real problem. Ning Que clearly grasped her intentions, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then his eyebrows slowly raised.

The old steward who was hunched up before was so ordinary, so ordinary that he didn't even notice what the man looked like, but Sang Sang said that there was something wrong with the man.

Now Ning Que's realm has already reached the peak of Dongxuan, and he clearly sees the threshold of knowing the fate realm, and an old steward who he can't see any problems at all...... It can only be said that he is a great cultivator of the realm of knowing fate!

"It turns out that it depends on someone else for me. ”

Ning Que said in shock. Now that there are only two great cultivators left in Qinghe County, one of them actually came to check on him in person, why is Qinghe County so wary of his own academy heir?

If it weren't for Sangsang's unimaginable intuition and sensitivity, then he might not have known that he had been carefully observed by a great cultivator until much later!

If the old steward from before suddenly made a move, Ning Que believed that he was now a dead man, although he knew that this could not happen, he still had a very strong vigilance.

He couldn't understand Qinghe County's confidence before, and at this time, he couldn't understand Qinghe County's intentions, but his vigilant feelings were getting deeper and deeper, and he was even about to turn into a weak willow on the shore of a thin lake, binding his body and making his breathing heavy and difficult.

So he wrote two letters, one to the academy and the other to the national teacher Li Qingshan, telling what he saw and heard along the way, his views on the charm of Qingxia, and the story of his encounter in Qinghe County.

The lonely and shabby carriage, under the respectful and even fanatical gaze of the people of Yangguan City, drove towards the outside of Yangguan City, and even though the old steward was sitting on the wheel, he was still leaning and drooping his eyes, as if he could not feel the gazes cast on both sides of the street at all, as if he had fallen asleep.

I don't know how long it took, the carriage drove into a quiet manor in Fuchunjiang, and drove directly to the deepest part of the manor, there was a small building in the garden, and the garden wall made of stones was not very dangerous, but absolutely no one dared to peep here, and there were no stewards and servants here.

Cui Xiang jumped out of the carriage at a very fast speed, walked to the wheel, respectfully helped the old butler down from the wheel, and said, "Thank you for your hard work, father." ”

It turns out that this old steward, who is still hunched at this time, is the real person in charge of the Cui family's gate valve, and the old lady Cui, who is about to turn 100 years old, is the ancestor of the entire Qinghe County!

Old lady Cui waved her hand and said, "Just to see someone, what's so hard." ”

Cui Xiang helped the old lady into the small building. There is a very simple study in the building, the windows on all sides are covered with extremely thick cloth, the autumn light of the outside world can not penetrate in, it is particularly dark, and you can vaguely see that there are six seats along the wall, sitting six old people.

Seeing Old Lady Cui come in, the six Haoshou old men slowly got up and saluted, they moved slowly, not to express their dissatisfaction with waiting for a long time, but because they were indeed too old.

Old lady Cui sat in the circle chair directly above, took the towel that Cui Xiang had scalded with his own hands and covered his face, and then remained silent without saying a word, waiting for the hot air in the towel to seep into his tired pores.

The six old men sat down slowly, waiting in silence without a trace of dissatisfaction.

Mrs. Cui began to wash his face after perming his face, he scrubbed his old face very carefully and hard, and the wrinkles on his face became more profound after the still warm towel wiped it.

Then he leaned back in his chair, his old face completely hidden in the darkness.

An old man said, "You really gave the academy enough face to go in person. ”

Old lady Cui said: "The queen mother, we can afford to offend, can we still afford to offend the academy? Moreover, the master's personal disciples rarely set foot in the red dust, and it is rare for a person to enter the WTO, of course, we have to have a good life, we are inconvenient to go to Chang'an, since he has come to Qinghe, how can there be a reason not to see it with his own eyes?"

An old man asked suspiciously, "Why don't you hand over the prayer post and go directly to see it?"

"You can't necessarily see people when you hand over prayers, and even if you can see people, you can't see attitudes. ”

"What attitude?"

"The attitude of the college. ”

"The attitude of the academy was impartial in the past, but since Ning Que killed Xiahou, their attitude naturally favored His Royal Highness Li Yu, and it was impossible for them to support the queen mother. ”

Old lady Cui shook his head and said: "There are many kinds of attitudes, and the ownership of the dragon chair is only one of them. ”

An old man asked suspiciously, "The question now is whether Ning Que's attitude can represent the attitude of the academy. ”

Old lady Cui naturally bowed to the northern sky and said, "Master, since the old man has let his little disciple enter the world, then he has expressed his approval. ”

"What kind of attitude do you see Ning Que?"

"It was a very proud and cold young man. ”

Old lady Cui didn't know what was in mind, and after saying this, he fell into a long silence, and when his old voice sounded again in the dark study, it made people feel more tired than before, and there was a chill that made people palpitate.

"The so-called look at his attitude, it is better to see him as a person, there have been a lot of strange changes in recent years, Haotian is above I don't believe in the invasion of the underworld at all, but I firmly believe that there will be a big problem in this world, for Qinghe County, for us gate valves, maybe these strange changes indicate that the biggest opportunity in a thousand years will appear. ”

A thousand years ago, Qinghe County was incorporated into the Tang Empire.

A thousand years from now, what opportunities will Qinghe County have?

There was a dead silence in the study, whether it was the six old men with the head of Hao or Cui Xiang who was standing quietly by the chair, they were all shocked by the hidden meaning of Old Lady Cui's words.

Old lady Cui continued: "We are loyal to the imperial court, but we must think about what we can do if the world is in chaos, it is a pity that in the past hundred years, there is no longer our queen of Qinghe County in the palace of Chang'an City, and there is no longer our great priest of Qinghe County in the Xiling Temple, so there is very little we can do, we can only be prepared and wait in silence, so we want to see the attitude of the Xiling Temple towards us, I want to see Ning Que with my own eyes, and see the attitude of the academy towards us." ”

"What is the Academy's attitude towards us?"

"As I said earlier, Ning Que is a very proud and indifferent ...... No, very cold-blooded people.

Cold-bloodedness may just be his temperament, but pride is a boring temper that has been running through the academy's thousand-year history, and it has not changed in the slightest today. The academy has the entire Tang Dynasty to worship, so we don't need to care about us family gates, then we don't have any bargaining chips, let alone proud qualifications, and there is no room for bargaining with the academy. ”

Old lady Cui said indifferently: "The three offerings entered Chang'an, and they died inexplicably, the academy didn't care at all, and the court didn't say anything, just because we Qinghe didn't deserve their respect." ”

"Of course, we still have to do the preparations. ”

Old lady Cui looked at an old man in the shadows and said, "Has Xiling's reply arrived?"

The old man said, "It's early morning, idiot...... In the letter, the Adjudron expressed his gratitude. ”

Old Lady Cui nodded and said, "Being able to help Ye Hongyu sit firmly in the position of the ruling god seat can be regarded as a good fate." ”

The old man suddenly said, "Maybe we can suppress this Thirteen Mr. and show our strength, so that we can get more respect from the Xiling Temple." ”

"Meaningless things, no matter how much you do, I don't care what the descendants of your family in the Xiling Temple have asked you in private, I just want to remind you that Ning Que's little maid will become the Great Priest of Light in the Xiling Temple, and his relationship with the Ruling Divine Throne is more complicated than we imagined. ”

Old Lady Cui leaned forward slightly, revealing her wrinkled face, looked at the old man, and said with an unquestionable attitude: "The most important thing is that if there is no change in the academy, there will be no force in this world that is qualified to change, and all people can only wait." ”

Everyone in the building understood that the academy in this sentence was not referring to the academy, but to the master in the academy, so they were silent and silent, and then finally someone asked a question in silence.

"When I was very young, I knew that there was a big mountain in the academy, and now I am also in my eighties, but that big mountain still stands in the south of Chang'an City, how long will we have to wait?"

Old lady Cui bowed to the north again, and said: "The master has not left this world, then we can only wait, we can't wait, our son, our grandson can always wait for that day, no matter how great a person is, he can't resist the law of time after all, and there will always be a day when he returns to Haotian Shenhui." ”

There was silence in the study, and suddenly someone asked in a trembling voice, "What if...... What if the Master never dies?"

Old lady Cui's body stiffened slightly.

In the dark shadows, a self-deprecating smile could be faintly seen on his old face, and then he sighed softly: "If this is the case, then we can only wait forever, extremely respectfully and meekly, even if we are dogs, we must make the appearance of being raised." ”

This is the end of the conversation.

In this world, countless conversations, countless conspiracies, and countless paths will all be forced to come to an abrupt end in the end, because there is a great mountain at the end, and the name of that mountain is Master.

The six old men left the small building and returned to their respective manors to continue to be the masters of their gates, or the old dogs with a thousand years of suppressed dreams.

Old lady Cui and Cui Xiang did not leave.

"If there ever is a day, my name will probably be engraved on the pillar of shame in history. ”

Old lady Cui said.

But your name may also be recorded at the very beginning of the history books. ”

Cui said. (To be continued)