Journey to the West: I want to be sanctified

Chapter 331 Cui Jue commits suicide
The old monk raised his head with a bright smile.

Brighter than the smile are his eyes!

There seemed to be a golden light flashing in his eyes, but Cui Jue didn't notice it, because what the old monk said just now, like the ground falling apart, scared Cui Jue until all his hairs burst.

Cui Jue felt that there seemed to be an incomparably great will, which made him tremble with excitement!

Fairy!god!Buddha!magic!pregnancy!die!reincarnation!

It's all up to me, Cui Jue, to decide!
What kind of prime minister, what kind of envoy, what kind of emperor, what kind of power is so powerful, can it be compared to judging the life and death of all things in the world?

Cui Jue was moved.

The scene described by the old monk made his blood surge and made Cui Jue feel scared.

He suppressed the rush of emotions, a forced smile appeared on his pale face, and his voice trembled:
"Mage... are you... kidding me?"

Cui Jue actually understood in his heart that what the monk in front of him said was true.

That shuddering feeling is so real.

The old monk laughed suddenly, the thrilling temperament dissipated, and he returned to an ordinary gray-clothed old monk, showing a kind smile:

"The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the leader of the Netherworld, and the King of the Ten Temples of Hades are all waiting eagerly in the Netherworld, waiting for Cui Shijun to take the position of judge!"

……

"Ma'am, let me make tea, don't hurt your fingers."

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old maid followed Yunniang to the kitchen, and when she saw Yunniang stretching out her white jade fingers to hold water in a dark copper pot, she suddenly couldn't bear it.

Such beautiful fingers should not do such rough things.

Yun Niang smiled, her charming smile made the maid blush, she walked briskly, skillfully brewed tea, and said to the maid:

"It's rare for my husband to be happy today, so let me do it."

"Husband, he likes to drink this kind of rock tea the most. When I used to live in seclusion in the mountains and study, I was also by his side. I washed and cooked for him during the day, and made tea and grinded for him at night. Although those days were bitter, but Very happy."

Speaking of this, Yunniang's beautiful smiling face is still sweet, but there is a faint sadness on her brow.

How good it was in the past, there was only myself and my husband in the mountains, and there was no disturbance from the world, but unfortunately, I couldn't go back.

"Ma'am, others say that you and the master are talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven, and they will grow old together in the future."

Yun Niang smiled and looked at the maid, and said softly: "You girl, you can talk. You go to rest first, and then clean this place later."

The maid nodded happily: "Thank you Ma'am!"

Yun Niang has always been kind, and she is very lenient towards her servants. Fortunately, her servants also know how to repay her kindness. They are very grateful to her, and they do their best on weekdays.

……

"Sir, where is the monk?"

Yunniang was holding hot tea, and Tingting came over, but saw the old monk was gone, only Cui Jue was sitting at the stone table with his back to her.

Cui Jue didn't look back.

"Sister?" Seeing Cui Jue's dull face, Yun Niang quickly put down the teapot and patted Cui Jue's shoulder.

"Ah, lady."

Cui Jue woke up suddenly, as if he had just woken up, turned his head and saw Yunniang, his confused eyes became focused, and there was infinite tenderness in his eyes, but there was also a touch of sadness in the tenderness.

"Sanggong, what's wrong with you?" Yunniang's mind was as delicate as her skin, seeing Cui Jue's abnormal state at this moment, she felt inexplicably flustered.

"Husband, if you have something on your mind, you can tell Yun Niang, did that monk make you unhappy?"

Yunniang felt angry when she thought that the old monk had disturbed the two of them's afternoon time and made Cui Jue feel bad, and her tone was a little heavy.

Even if she was angry, she looked very soft and beautiful, as if acting like a baby, Cui Jue smiled, touched Yunniang's delicate nose, pulled Yunniang to sit down, and said:

"It's just a crazy monk, Yunniang doesn't have to worry."

"It's good that Xianggong is fine, Xianggong, look, your favorite rock tea!"

Yun Niang looked at Cui Jue expectantly, Cui Jue picked up the teacup, took a sip, and smiled happily.

"Hmm! It's really good tea, and the smell of Yunniang is in it, it's really refreshing."

"Sir, I hate it."

"Hahaha."

In the small courtyard, although the autumn wind was bleak, the warm sunshine shone on the happy couple.

Although autumn is cold, the love warms the heart.

In the next few days, Cui Jue seemed to be a different person, completely put aside the affairs of the county government, and devoted himself to traveling with Yunniang.

During these days, Yunniang was so happy that she wanted to fly, she even thought that this kind of life would last forever, and she and Xianggong would be together forever.

The way of heaven is impermanent, love is deep and lifeless.

An ordinary autumn day.

In the morning, Yunniang opened her eyes, reached out her hand to touch, and found the cold bedding.

"Husband, autumn is really here, it's so cold in the bedroom."

The lazy voice echoed in the bedroom, but no one responded.

Cui Jue is not in the bedroom.

Thinking of this, Yunniang panicked for no reason, quickly put on the quilt, and ran to the door of the bedroom barefoot, regardless of dressing up.

Opening the door, a chilling autumn wind blew in, the quilt slipped to the ground, revealing Yunniang's fair skin.

Yunniang stared blankly at the locust tree in the yard, as if frozen by the autumn wind.

A locust tree was planted in the yard full of yellow fallen leaves, and a man was hanging from the bare branch.

……

Cui Jue committed suicide.

This is the result of the inspection by the officials in the county government.

The county magistrate of Cang County committed suicide, which was a major event. The news was passed on layer by layer, and spread quickly, and spread to the court within a day.

Cui Jue is Wei Zheng's friend. Wei Zheng was very puzzled and very angry when he heard the news. In Wei Zheng's view, Cui Jue had absolutely no possibility of committing suicide. There must be a conspiracy in the middle. Cui Jue was killed by someone.

Li Shimin saw Wei Zheng's grief and sympathy for his loyal ministers, so he ordered Wei Zheng to preside over the investigation of the matter.

……

In the backyard of the Cangxian county government office, Yunniang's eyes were red from crying, and she knelt in front of Cui Jue's mourning hall. She was dressed in plain white filial piety clothes and couldn't hide her graceful figure. Her pitiful appearance made the men present couldn't help feeling affectionate.

Seeing this scene, Wei Zheng frowned slightly and left the mourning hall.

"Master Wei, the servant girls and servants have brought them."

The two servants and two maids of Cui Jue's family were brought in.

They knelt on the ground, raised their heads, and saw a man with a stern face, sharp eyes, and a body as cold as iron sitting in front of him.

Under the strong coercion, they all panicked.

"I'm Wei Zheng, and I've been a good friend of your Master Cui for many years. If your master commits suicide, I will definitely not believe it!

What's hidden in it, tell me what you know!If there is any concealment, it will be executed without mercy! "

Wei Zheng's face was frightening, and he was in a high position, so he was naturally imposing.

The two rows of officers and soldiers next to them made the four kneeling on the ground tremble and speechless.

"Huh? No one wants to say it?"

Wei Zheng's eyes were like knives, and he swept across the four people in the hall.

(End of this chapter)