The Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang was born, and my immortal identity was exposed

Chapter 158 Stain
Another day passed.

Datang, Boling County, Anping County.

The well-known Boling Cui family is here.

Last night, the letter from Cui's family in Chang'an had already reached here.

It described in detail why Li Shimin summoned them, and how the seven of them humiliated His Majesty with tens of thousands of taels of silver.

After Mrs. Cui saw it, he just smiled disdainfully.

As a first-class literati family in the world, he doesn't think much of Li Shimin.

Royalty?That's it.

Those of the gentry, what they look at is their origin, and what they look at is the inheritance of family etiquette.

And "Tang Li" with a relatively shallow historical background naturally couldn't catch his eyes.

The Boling Cui family has the confidence!

This family, which has been among the famous families since the Eastern Han Dynasty, is still unspeakably expensive even though it has first seen its decline at this time.

Cui's second wife will be ranked first in the first draft of "Clan History", ranking first in the world!

At this time, the customs of the Tang Dynasty valued intermarriage with Qiwang of the five surnames.
Because the houses of the five surnames rely on their family prestige, they still intermarry among the five surnames according to the old customs since the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and they are ashamed to marry other surnames.This method invisibly elevates their own status.

In the period of Tang Gaozong, in order to put an end to this trend, he even ordered that the seven surnames and ten families should not marry each other.

Among the ten families, Cui's family has six rooms among them!

It can be seen from the prominent status.

Cui Luan faintly woke up from a hangover, pushed away the warm and fragrant nephrite beside him, stroked his aching head, went to the table and poured himself a bowl of water.

After drinking it, my thirsty throat was moistened, and I felt a little better.

Last night he drank with a few scholars of the same generation in this brothel, and he was flattered and drank too much.

There is no way, as the leader of the younger generation of the Cui family, life is often so plain and boring.

As a scholar, he likes love affairs, and because of his detached status, there are always some entertainments that cannot be rejected.

Yesterday was the wine bureau run by a few well-known scholars in this county, and they specially invited him over.

Although Cui Luan didn't think much of these people of ordinary background, one was that these people had some real talent and knowledge, and the other was that they were "free prostitutes" anyway, and they came here as soon as they pushed.

Last night, whether it was reciting poems or discussing state affairs, Cui Luan was always the most praised one at the banquet.

Even the woman who accompanied him was the most beautiful one beside him.

Thinking of these, Cui Luan couldn't help showing a hint of arrogance on his face.

He pushed open the door, walked down the stairs slowly, and forgot about Mei Jiao Niang.

And when Cui Luan was still going downstairs, the group of people got up early last night and were having morning tea.

Several people still held a stack of papers in their hands, whispering from time to time.

"Hmph, I didn't expect them to be such people, I'm really ashamed to be with them!"

"Last night, he actually drank wine and composed poems with this Cui Luan. Thinking about it now, it's really bad luck!"

"Shh, stop talking, he's coming!"

"So what? I'll scold him even in front of my face!"

Cui Luan felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

When several people in the building saw him coming down, they all looked at him with strange eyes.

Those eyes were no longer the admiration and flattery of last night, but mixed with anger and contempt.

"Everyone, why do you look at me like this?" Cui Luan tried to relieve the strange atmosphere, "Could it be that the oiran chose me last night, which made you resentful?"

"Or, Cui drank too much wine last night, which made you feel bad?"

"Hahaha, there's no need to be like this, next time Cui is the host, please go to the best brothel!"

It's okay if he doesn't say this, but once he said it, it made a few people even more angry, and immediately someone said in a strange way:
"Brother Cui wants to invite us to the best brothel, how good is it? Can you spend 1 taels of silver in one night?"

"Ten thousand taels of silver?" Cui Luan frowned, "Of course Cui can't get it out. Within 200 taels, Cui can make his own decisions."

200 taels of silver, for ordinary people in Datang, I don't know how long it will take to save.

But in Cui Luan's mouth, it was just money for a meal of flowers and wine.

Of course, if it weren't for the fact that these people are of a certain level and can make friends, let alone 200 taels, he wouldn't even pay 20 taels.

He thought that by saying this, he would be able to resolve the embarrassment in the building.

Who would have thought that it would make the atmosphere even more stagnant.

The young people are all well-read poetry and books, and when they are young and frivolous, they are most likely to be passionate.

Last night they also talked about the battle between the Tang Dynasty and the Turks. They were all staunch main fighters, and they all applauded His Majesty's decision.

And these people also have some money in their families, so they naturally know that Cui Luan said that if he said 200 taels, he would definitely be able to take out 200 taels.

But the more so, the more angry they feel.

You, Cui Luan, are just the younger generation of the Cui family, so if you say 200 taels of silver, you can take it.

And your whole Cui family is only willing to donate ten thousand taels of silver to Datang?

"Everyone!" Someone couldn't stand it anymore, "I really can't take it anymore, from now on, as long as this Cui Luan is present, please don't invite me!"

After that, he walked away.

This person's actions seemed to ignite a certain fuse, and people got up and left one after another, saying similar words.

"The Boling Cui family? What a Boling Cui family! I drank so much wine last night that it really made me sick!"

"Is this the pillar of the Tang Dynasty? It's ridiculous!"

"Brother Cui, don't blame me. I won't be able to be friends with you in the future. The Cui family is a big family, and I can't afford it."

In just a short while, all the people in front of Cui Luan disappeared.

This made him stunned, but at the same time, his face turned blue and white with anger.

How dare this group of people?
He is the direct blood of the Boling Cui family, how dare these people insult him?How dare you insult the Boling Cui family?
"A bunch of bastards!" Cui Luan ruthlessly grabbed the teacup in hand and threw it on the ground.

The tea splashed from the cup wetted a discarded newspaper.

"Ok?"

Cui Luan's eyes were attracted by the newspaper, which was almost one newspaper per person in the group just now.

This made him instinctively feel that such an earth-shaking change in the attitude of this group of people is inseparable from this newspaper.

Cui Luan walked over and bent over to pick up the newspaper. The tea made the ink slowly smudge away, but it was still barely distinguishable.

The record about Wu Xing Qiwang's donation was on the front page. He looked down patiently, but felt his heart sinking gradually.

Cui Luan finally understood why he was so cast aside by these people.

With a miserable laugh, the newspaper in his hand fell down unknowingly, and the smeared ink stains stained his white clothes, forming a stain that was difficult to wash off.

(End of this chapter)