The first free king of Tang Dynasty

Chapter 692 The snow stopped, Cui and his son
"Don't worry, Sister Qiao'er, leave it to me. Just lock him up first so he doesn't starve to death."

In response, a rare sneer appeared on Tang Sufan's cold lips.

"Is it possible that Su Fan can make them talk?"

This was quite new. Even she had a headache about these dead soldiers. What could Su Fan, a scholar, do?

In response, Tang Sufan's eyes flashed.

……

"Waste!!! A bunch of waste!!"

At this moment, in a private house.

There was an angry sound coming from the winding path.

That anger made this man's eyes look like flames, wavering like waves.

27 dead soldiers, but couldn't kill a single Tang Sufan?

A total of 27 martial arts masters!

What should have been a sure thing allowed that helpless scholar to survive? !
"How many people are left alive?"

In the silence, the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

After a while, the sound finally came out again.

"Master, there are 13 people left!"

Cui Yunji's eyes flickered, and the person reporting below handed over a document, which recorded all the events and details of the case.

After half an hour.

There was a coldness in Cui Yunji's angry eyes, and he noticed three words——

"Su... Meiyu?"

With his eyelids lowered, Cui Yunji, after reading everything, turned his eyes faintly on these three words...

After a while, Cui Yunji put down the Chen Juan in his hand and turned around.

The fingers behind his back tapped the table rhythmically, and then Cui Yunji's low and cold voice came -

"Let all the remaining 13 people disappear without leaving any clues. As for the 14 people who have not come back, check to see if there are any family members left behind. If so, huh, do you know what to do?"

These words sent chills down the spine of the person who was ordered to do so.

"The villain knows!"

However, Cui Wanji's eyes narrowed again.

"Also, check out the woman Su Meiyu in this Chen Juan, and be sure to hurry!"

"Yes!"

soon……

Silence returned to the room.

Cui Wanji's calm eyes were filled with strangeness.

What kind of abilities and confidence does this little kid with Down syndrome have?
But dare to confront his Cui family or even other families?
Just who is the most respected person behind him can hold him back?

No, not enough.

but--

Now that this child with Tang syndrome is against my Cui family and my Cui Yunji, we can only get rid of him quickly!
Just when Cui Yunji was in deep thought, an announcement came from outside the concierge, and the voice was a little childish.

"Master, Grandfather has summoned us!"

Cui Wanji in the room suddenly raised his brows and looked moved.

At this time, Father summoned...

……

After half an hour.

The antique room is filled with burning incense and filled with sutra scrolls and hand-made bindings.

There are not many eye-catching decorations, and a huge incense burner is the most conspicuous thing.

At the head, sat a rickety old man.

The old man was holding a scripture in his hand, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly drooped, like dead wood, but his demeanor...

But it was enough to make Cui Yunji, the head of the Cui family, who was at the forefront of the court, bow his head and lower his eyebrows.

This is the old man of the Cui family, the previous head of the Cui family, Cui Wanji!
Most of the people who still know this person in Chang'an City today have become famous people in Chang'an City today.

"What, you can't get used to my tea soup?"

At this time, Cui Wanji's dry voice came slowly.

Cui Yunji, who was "obedient and obedient" at the moment, quickly replied.

"No, thank you father for the tea."

After saying that, Cui Yunji took a sip of tea soup in a polite manner.

Finally, Cui Wanji rested his head on his pillow and looked at the scroll in his hand with a serious look on his face. Although he looked at it, his old eyes were downcast and he was a little worried, and his body was swaying from time to time.

I don’t know, I thought I was asleep.

"I don't know... what is father... Zhao Yunji doing today?"

Finally, Cui Yunji couldn't help but ask.

"Ahem..." As Cui Wanji coughed, he slowly raised his eyes, but his dry eyes had the unwavering light of an ancient well.

Then, like a whisper...

"Let me think about it... this matter of a child with Down's syndrome should have been dealt with quickly, but now it has been left behind..."

"Ahem, but...that's not what you should do."

"Why, are you worried about the constraints of the royal family, or are you worried about... your Cui Yunji's actions being exposed?"

Cui Wanji's last words made Cui Yunji's body shake violently, like a muffled drum, ringing in his chest.

"Father... Father..."

When Cui Yunji looked at him with shocked eyes, Cui Wanji made no response at all.

He still has that old and present look, but the sparkle in his dry old eyes has never relaxed even a little bit.

"Why, ahem, do you think...my old bone knows too much?"

"No! Dare not!"

Cui Yunji quickly lowered his head, and fine lines of sweat appeared on his forehead unknowingly.

At this moment, Cui Yunji's heart and slightly narrowed eyes were filled with only fear.

"What you have done over the years, what you should know...and what you shouldn't know, do you really think you can hide it from me?"

Cui Wanji raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the cautious Cui Yunji. Cui Yunji's heart tightened.

Unknowingly, Cui Wanji had put down the scroll in his hand, and his dying body moved. He tapped his fingers lightly, and his gentle words revealed a certain dignity.

"Ahem, help me get up!"

On the side, Cui Yunji quickly stood up and helped his father up carefully.

With the support of Cui Yunji, Cui Wanji slowly walked to the window.

Outside the window, the snow that has plagued Chang'an for months has dissipated outside the entrance hall, and some spring buds have quietly appeared on the branches.

The father and son, combined with the scene of spring coming from the snow outside the hall window.

It corresponds to the saying that the diseased tree beside the bed is full of spring trees.

"The reason why our clan can stand in the general trend of the world is to uphold the name of the world and the righteousness of the world. The body can be damaged, but the name cannot be damaged!"

Looking at the scenery outside the window hall, Cui Wanji's deep and powerful voice came.

"In troubled times, there can be no fighting, and in times of peace, there cannot be peace. This has not changed since the ancient Zong clan became powerful."

Cui Yunji nodded in agreement. He naturally knew these truths.

"Si'er, did you know that... back then, even if it went against the wishes of the elders of the clan, I still wanted to recommend you as the current person in power of the Cui clan?"

At this time, Cui Wanji suddenly murmured a question, which made Cui Yunji's eyes freeze. He was also confused by these words for a long time.

The old patriarch of the Cui family has four legitimate sons, but the youngest among them is the one who takes the position of the Cui clan’s talker. This is an intriguing thing.

"Dare I ask father, why...why?"

Cui Yunji raised his eyebrows and asked, if he said that he had the ability to do this and could compete with the boss and second child back then, no one else would believe him.

In terms of knowledge, the boss already held the position of Sikong in the previous dynasty.

In terms of official career, the second child was already a direct student of the former Prime Minister Feng Deyi. He was only 35 when he reached the fourth rank of officialdom, and his future is boundless...

And the third...

Cui Wanji looked far away and said calmly.

"Because you are the only one who is not obsessed with names. Compared to the boss and the second brother, you are more ruthless and mean..."

Cui Yunji's eyes trembled, thinking about the deep meaning behind his father's words.

Cui Wanji's words continued to come slowly.

"Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, I have slowly foreseen that the Cui family will be in ten or twenty years' time. They may not be able to stand on their own name alone..."

"Or...following the old Han-Wu system will also lead to...the restoration of the Eight Powers and chaos in the country? I have been thinking about it for a long time, but there is no complete way..."

Cui Wanji murmured deep and powerful words, each sentence is thought-provoking and lingering...

Cui Yunji concentrated for a moment, then bowed from the side, his eyes were like a torch, and he asked cautiously.

"Yunji is brave and would like to hear father's detailed explanation!"

After the words fell, Cui Wanji's withered body leaned against the window, and Cui Yunji followed carefully.

just listen-

"Ahem, in the 13th year of Daye, Li Yuan raised troops in Taiyuan and marched to Guanzhong. In the same year, he occupied Chang'an, and the military god Li Jing returned to the Tang Dynasty."

"In the first year of Wude, Li Mi rebelled against the Tang Dynasty and was suppressed by King Qin Li Shimin."

"In the same year, the evil intentions of the Xue family in Longyou were destroyed, and the name of the King of Qin became famous in Guanzhong."

"In the second year of Wude, Li Shimin regained Hexi. In September, he surrendered Du Fuwei and returned to the Tang Dynasty."

"In the third year of Wude, Li Shimin defeated the coalition forces of Liu Wuzhou, Song Jingang and the Turks, and recovered the territory of Longxi."

"In the fourth year of Wude, Li Shimin attacked Luoyang, defeated Dou Jiande, surrendered to Wang Shichong, and the King of Qin conferred the title of General Tiance..."

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