palm river mountain

Chapter 201
It is rainy in the south of the Yangtze River, and the clothes around me are always cold, as if water can be squeezed out.

Cui Dalang lay on the top of the wall, looked at the tragic scene below the tower, and said softly, "Someone should listen to General Zhou's advice."

Mother Wang never smoked incense.

When he was a child, he always didn't understand why his father always liked to live in another courtyard when the palace was so good.

Later, when I grew up a little bit, I understood the gossip and gossip in the mansion.

Although the mother came from a wealthy family and was the concubine married by Ming Media, but the woman my father loved the most was a concubine from a small family.She was obviously just a concubine, but she lived in another courtyard and occupied her father's heart.

That day was a rainy day, he had just finished learning martial arts with Zhou Daoyuan, as soon as he returned to the palace, he heard that his mother was ill.

He raised his sword angrily, and rushed towards the other courtyard.

His mother never let him get close to the pair of mother and son, and there was much resentment when talking about them.Therefore, even though they are about the same age as their younger brother Cui Zigeng, they seldom meet each other, even if they walk on the street, they may not recognize each other.

The other courtyard is not big, and there are not many servants, not even the slightest refinement of the palace.

He seemed to be in a land of no one, thinking about saying that his father favored this concubine, but he saw that the rumors were false, after all, the concubine's concubine could not be compared with the concubine's.

He stood by a pomegranate tree, looking at the swing in the gazebo.

Last night's spring rain knocked down the remaining flowers on the ground. On the swing, a woman was holding a book, looking at it seriously, with a smile on her lips.She was obviously not dressed as luxuriously as her mother, and she didn't wear any expensive jewelry on her head.

But he held his breath and concentrated on it, seeing that he was ashamed several times.

His father, who upholds his self-respect and always holds his hand, is teaching his younger brother to practice martial arts.

That child is obviously younger than him, but he has already practiced well and is able to fight against his father.

Cui Dalang watched, hid the long sword behind his back, and hooked his toes.

The younger brother practiced in the rain for a long time, and his father lifted him up, put him under his arm, and said, "If Erlang can break free, my father will let you make peach cakes."

The child blushed and kicked his legs desperately, like a turtle with its belly turned upside down.

He suddenly felt that peach cakes were probably the most unpalatable dessert in the world.

"Dalang!"

Cui Dalang heard the call from the housekeeper behind him, and ran away.

He ran fast, and rushed home in the rain, and fell into his mother's arms.

Mother was worried that he was catching a cold, but when she took a closer look, she smelled the scent of incense on his body from other courtyards, and instantly became hysterical.

It was the first time for him to see that the mother, who had always maintained herself as a lady and elegant, was as terrifying as a crazy ghost.

He thought that he probably knew why his mother didn't like incense.

Because of that person, he likes incense.

And he hated that person, and that person's children, even his father.

Cui Zi was like a thorn in his heart, which couldn't be pulled out, and it hurt forever.

When he dreamed back at midnight, his dream would often jump from the rain in the other courtyard to the day when Xuan Yingjun returned to the city.

The same is raining, and it seems that there is no day in the south of the Yangtze River that does not rain.

The younger brother has grown up a lot, and rode ahead on a tall horse.Behind him was the black Xuan Yingjun.

The team that could not see the end at a glance, but it seemed that there was only one footstep.It was obvious that the blood on their bodies had been cleaned, but he followed behind his father, and he could feel the suffocating chill.

It's like a black spear that can pierce all the tough shields in this world.

At that moment, he understood that, compared with his concubine brother Cui Zigeng, he had no chance of winning except for the fact that he was a descendant.

He suddenly understood, mother's hysteria.

Some people, you just can't compare with him.

In the dream, he stepped on Cui Zigeng's body, trampling his whole body into the muddy water.The rain stopped, and the sun shone on the person, as if all the bad luck had been swept away.

Cui Dalang recalled that he had done many things.

After knowing the real identity of that woman, he had only one thought, to kill her.If she didn't die, one day, her identity would be made public, and his only bargaining chip, the position of the legitimate son, would not seem so legitimate.

When my father died, it was still raining in the morning.

As Cui Dalang thought about it, he felt a little irritable in his heart.The rainy days in the south of the Yangtze River, like the author of a storybook trying to figure out the number of words, keep appearing.

He personally inserted the dagger into his chest and told this man how he killed Cui Zigeng's mother and how he poisoned him to make him so weak.

Surprisingly, his father Cui Yu was not angry, on the contrary he was very calm.

"As a father, I already owed you, and it's fine to pay it off now."

The anger in his heart burned to the peak.

So much so that the big plan succeeded, Cui Huo led Xuan Yingjun to turn against him, and worshiped him under his command. When he called him Jiangnan King three times, he remembered the strange sense of satisfaction that he had stepped Cui Zi into the muddy water in his dream.

He thought, this is about a dream come true.

The arrogant Cui Zigeng has become a bereaved dog that everyone shouts and beats.

When he was young, the picture he saw in the other courtyard was finally torn to pieces by him, and the so-called princess was also buried in the dust.

Cui Huo said that in the future, Cui Zi can only shrink in a dark corner and look up at him.

As he had been, he was bewitched.

Zhou Daoyuan tried hard to advise, saying that cutting the grass does not remove the roots, and the spring breeze blows and it will regenerate.

It is said that Cui Huo and Xuan Yingjun are more loyal to Cui Zi, so how could they turn against him so easily?

It is said that Cui Huo does not act according to common sense, and he surrenders so quickly, there must be fraud in it.

He waited for Cui Zigeng to leave Jiangnan East Road and immediately sent people to hunt him down. He dispersed Xuan Yingjun, thinking that they lost their banners and numbers, and their hearts gradually dispersed.

But Cui Zi was not killed.

What he thought to be a superb method in the past has become a joke.Xuan Ying's army was scattered all over, and when they responded, it was like a shit-stirring stick, causing the formation of the entire Suzhou army to be messed up.

When Cui Zi escaped successfully and reappeared in Jiannan Road, he began to have nightmares again and again.

Cui Zigeng, who was stepped into the muddy water in the dream, came back to life again. He took a deep breath, jumped up, and knocked him down to the ground.

This nightmare, as Cui Zigeng broke into Jiangnan Dongdao and captured Wu Cheng, seemed to have become a reality.

The black spear that had been hanging over his head for many years in the past, the familiar trembling feeling of a man who never came out, came back again, making him feel sad.

Although Jiangnan Dongdao had more troops than Cui Zigeng, he still panicked.

He didn't believe that he could beat Cui Zigeng on the battlefield.

To be on the safe side, an alliance with Huainan Road was proposed.

Zhou Daoyuan persuaded him again, "Nowadays the world is undergoing great changes, but anyone who has soldiers and horses in their hands has ambitions. He Zhang is a wolf with ambition. What he does is to seek skins from tigers and lure wolves into the house..."

He still didn't listen.

Cui Dalang was thinking, and grabbed Zhou Daoyuan's sleeve, "General, so... I regret it."

(End of this chapter)