Three Kingdoms.

  Chapter 2370 The light is above

  The sky is very blue.

  The sun is shining directly on the bare skin, which seems to make up for some of the cold caused by being naked.

  The wind is very small.

   Pulling Cui Hou's messy hair slightly, it seems that he wants to count how many gray hairs there are in his hair.

   Vitex is very thick.

   Rough and toothed, with a little movement, it will scratch and pull blood marks on the skin.

  The skin is very fair.

  I am used to brocade robes and satins, and have avoided the wind and sun, but now I need to be exposed to the eyes of all kinds of flavors.

  Slate is hard.

  When I walk on it on weekdays, I don’t feel any extra feeling at all. When I kneel on it now, it hasn’t been long, and my knees are already screaming cold and painful crazily.

  『Look, hey, Yo, isn’t this who? 』

  『Chirp…』

  『What…』

  Cui Hou lowered his head and disheveled his hair. This is his responsibility as a father. He didn’t discipline his children well, didn’t guide him at the right time, and didn’t find mistakes and correct them in time...

  It's easy to give up, but hard to take on.

  He was fierce and tough in front of his children, but he lowered his head here. Cui Hou never thought that at his current age of nearly half a century, he would need to do such a thing, but he had to do it.

   Unless Cui Hou wants to simply abandon his son, like abandoning a sick cat or dog. This is of course convenient and enjoyable for Cui Hou, but what about his son?

   If you make a mistake, you will accept the penalty.

  This is Cui Hou’s idea, and he thinks that if he was beaten, took the responsibility, and was punished, he can save his children from suffering and punishment, and he thinks that maybe the children will remember this lesson.

There are a lot of clerks coming and going to and from the Huqi mansion. Those who pass by will take a slanting glance, then walk a few steps quickly, and can't help but look back again, trying to see Cui Hou's face clearly through the drooping messy hair. Cui Hou's expression, some sighed slightly, some raised eyebrows, some deliberately coughed twice before striding past.

  When did my child suddenly appear deviant? Cui Hou recalled, but couldn't recall, it seemed to be a sudden change, and it seemed to evolve again and again.

  Cui Hou took a breath and tried to straighten his body.

   Sad, but more helpless, the kind of helplessness that has all the strength in the body, but doesn't know where to use it. If possible, Cui Hou is willing to exchange his life for the survival of his children, I hope...

  I hope, my child, grow up quickly, because I am old...

  Protect this house sheltered from the wind and rain, but I don’t know if I can survive this storm, and I don’t know how many times I can withstand the wind and rain.

   As long as it lasts, count as long as it lasts.

  The buzzing sound in the surrounding area became louder and louder, bleeding from the place cut by the wattle, slid down the back, drew a red line, and dripped on the ground.

  A pair of boots came to the front.

   Above the boots is a thick iron armor.

  Cui Hou looked up slowly.

  Xu Chu nodded to Cui Hou, "My lord, please!" 』

  『I... thank you, my lord...』 A stone in Cui Hou's heart fell halfway, and he suddenly shook a little. He wanted to thank him, but he fell headfirst to the ground.

  『Come on! Hurry up and get some **** soup! 』Xu Chu stepped forward to help, then beckoned two guards, and put Cui Hou inside.

The sun shone through the front yard, passed through the cloister, flowed between the brocade robes of officials of all sizes, shone on the eaves of the hussar general's mansion, and then cast in from the window lintel on one side of the political affairs hall, and on the other side of the hall Some gorgeous patterns were carved on the mat, and they were quietly hung on the corner of the screen with red patterns and gold lines on a black background behind Feiqian's desk, looking at Feiqian below.

   Logically speaking, Cui Hou's son is incompetent, and Fei Qian should be happy.

  However, Fei Qian didn't feel that he had any joyful emotions at the moment...

  Some monarchs like their subordinates must have some handles, because these handles allow the monarch to easily deal with these subordinates when necessary. Including not limited to encroaching on land, oppressing good people, accepting bribes, acting for private interests, etc., and even think that a good comrade is a good comrade if he has a handle in his hand, and if he has no handle, he must create a handle. something dead.

   Without braids in my hands, I don’t seem to be able to sleep comfortably.

  Is this way of governing effective?

   Maybe.

  But in fact, these handles are temporary and useless. Even if he can control a generation, the king will grow old and die, and under his braid-pinching strategy, all the officials produced must be tainted, and after the death of the previous generation of kings, in order to cover up With these taints, these courtiers will inevitably be inclined to choose a stupid second generation.

   Depicting stupidity as mellow, describing clumsiness as simplicity, and exaggerating dullness as benevolence, a generation of "Ming" monarchs was born. It's not my own, let him die.

  Therefore, Cui Hou’s son is not obliged to dedicate his youth to Fei Qian’s great cause, let alone make sacrifices. He still thinks his old man is a fool, so hardworking, so obedient, why? The three sentences can't be said together, it's just looking at each other and hating each other, and in the end, when I have money and power, I eat, drink, have fun, whoring, gambling, smoking, bathing and sauna, isn't it a logical and dirty thing? ?

  Like those descendants of Sima Yi in history. Then just like the Sima family, they felt that their son's account was useless, so they went to practice a trumpet? and then? Bastard, uh, Bawang is not convinced!

  I won’t mention Sima Yi, it’s like a thousand-year-old fox reincarnated. Who is Sima Yi's wife? Li what Hua? No, it seems that it is Zhang Hua, who should also be regarded as a virtuous and virtuous person, knowledgeable, knowledgeable, and familiar with ancient and modern times? Logically speaking, the genes of the husband and wife are not bad, and the level of education is considered to be at the current first-class level, but they still have a son worth a thousand pieces of cloth and a mediocre person who is worth less than a dog. .

  Cui Hou walked in, prostrated himself on the ground, the thorns had been removed, and the wound on his back had been treated initially.

  『My lord…』

   Fei Qian nodded, "Sit. 』

  Cui Hou burst into tears, and after thanking him again, he sat humbly on one side.

   Fei Qian raised his eyes and looked, half of Cui Hou's snot and tears were real, and half were fake. After so many years, who doesn't know who...

  But Fei Qian didn't intend to expose Cui Hou's half of the disguise. After all, it's almost the same with another person. Even among the surnames of the family, there will still be problems of one kind or another, not to mention that Cui Hou is a foreign surname after all.

   Fei Qian didn't ask questions immediately, but thought about it, and habitually tapped the table with his fingers lightly, making a sound like a woodpecker asking a bug.

The problems one after another, from the collapse of the Qingliang Palace in the Weiyang Palace to the accident of Cui Hou’s son in the Dahan Chamber of Commerce, although they seem to be two completely different things, Liu Zhen and Cui Hou have no close connection, but they Both questions point in the same direction.

  The next generation.

For people like Fei Qian who belong to the previous generation, this level should be people like Pang Tong, Xun You, or Cui Hou. On the one hand, they grew up with Fei Qian, on the other hand, they have eaten more or less Some sufferings, and I understand that my current position is hard-won, and I will not easily think about what I have and what I don’t, so it is often the next generation who have problems.

   For example, Liu Zhen.

  Liu Zhen is a young man who has just come here for refuge. From a certain point of view, he has never shared hardships with Fei Qian, and he only wants to come to share the joys and sorrows.

  The same is true for the son of Cui Hou. Maybe in that guy's mind, anyone who plays with him to make him happy is a good person, and anyone who makes him learn to grow and do things is heinous...

   Fei Qian sighed slightly, and stopped tapping his fingers on the table.

   Originally, seeing that Sichuan, Shu and Hanzhong were about to be pacified, they felt that they could take a break and take a breather, but now it seems that they are going to be busy again. After so many years, ever since I embarked on this path, it seems that I can no longer stop, even if I want to stop occasionally to be lazy or something, and then feel like a pair of invisible hands are pushing me forward...

If you are not happy, you still have to do things, and you have to start doing them when Fei Qian is not too old. If it is really like Cui Hou's age, he will rush to half a century, and then the son of the family It's such a tune again, ordinary people are fine, after all, at most they are just prodigals, and the higher the position, the more property, the more vicious wolves and tigers will be attracted, the old will die, and the young will be incompetent , that is, only one family will be destroyed!

  The key is that Fei Qian suddenly thought of a person, a thing...

  Suddenly felt a little similar.

  However, due to certain restrictions, it is not allowed to use its name in vain, and it is not allowed to tell its story...

   Fei Qian stood up, took a few steps forward, stopped for a while, and said to Cui Hou, "Follow me." 』

  Cui Hou quickly followed suit, and then the two arrived at a corner of the General's Mansion with a small number of guards. On the four corners of the general's mansion, there are sentry towers, which are responsible for guarding the inside and outside.

  Fei Qian took Cui Hou up to the watchtower, pointed to a direction ahead and said: "Brother Yongyuan, please look..."

  Cui Hou took a step forward, stood on the edge of the sentry tower, looked at the direction of Fei Qian's finger, and said with some hesitation: "My lord is referring to... Zuixianlou?" 』

   Fei Qian nodded slightly.

The business of Zuixian Tower is obviously very good. Although there is some distance, the figures and objects look very small, but thanks to today's sunny weather, you can still roughly see that in Zuixian Tower, there is a banquet. People come and go, the stream is endless, and the women in brightly colored clothes are like butterflies, fluttering here and then falling to another place. Even if there is no sound here, you can still imagine that in Zuixianlou It must be extremely noisy and lively.

  『I heard that your son often goes to Zuixianlou? ’ Fei Qian asked lightly.

  Zuixianlou, Zuixian wine, everyone gets drunk if the wine is not intoxicating.

  Flowers are charming, flowers fascinate the eyes, if flowers are not charming, people are fascinated.

  It seems to be such a noisy and bustling place, and it is a place full of luxury and money. Naturally, people like Cui Houzi have good hearts, and they spend a lot of money in it.

  『Inuzi...incompetent...』

  Cui Hou wanted to kneel down and kowtow again to apologize to Fei Qian, but he was stopped by Fei Qian, and then said, "Don't rush to say anything about crimes... just take a look, this Zuixian Tower... is there any difference from before?" 』

  The Zuixian Tower was burned down during the previous "fraud scandal", and the current Zuixian Tower was rebuilt on the basis of the original.

  Cui Hou was stunned for a moment, then looked carefully, "It seems...there is no difference..."

   Feiqian nodded, and asked again: "So... what about the people in the building today?" Is there any difference from yesterday's person...? 』

   "This..." Cui Hou suddenly realized that the so-called "separation" that Fei Qian asked was not that simple, but he hesitated and pondered.

   Fei Qian glanced at Cui Hou, looking into the distance.

  The sun shines down from the sky, shines on every house in Chang'an City, falls on every street, and touches the eyes of every busy people in it.

  From a certain point of view, this is a brand new city, the new Chang'an.

This new Chang'an belongs to Fei Qian, and belongs to the Hussar General interest group who grew up with Fei Qian, worked hard, and struggled. In this group, some frictions are inevitable, but most of them are still moving towards the same direction. One direction is going.

  Now the tricolor flag of General Hussars spreads all over the north and south, as far as the desert, and reaches the Western Regions. It can be said that a new era seems to be at hand, and a brand new world is unfolding...

That's right, it seems that everyone is waiting for the arrival of a new era. Although this new era may need to work harder and work harder, the feeling that it is getting closer will make people always People who have been working hard in this direction are happy, excited, joyful, and uplifting.

   Seeing years of struggle and victory coming, how can you be unhappy?

But when Fei Qian stood on the high platform and looked at Chang'an in front of him, he found that under the sunlight, there were still countless darkness, hidden under the walls, hidden in the cracks of bricks, even on people's robes, on the side In the raised wine glass, under the fluttering skirt of the dancing girl.

  Some people are smiling facing the sun with their heads up, while others are secretly grinding their teeth with their heads down.

  Some people welcome the new changes in the new era with joy, while others are still nostalgic for the old master and the glory of the past.

  The birth of a new era means the death of the old era.

  Who would die willingly? Even a dog will struggle before dying, let alone these old-time scholars, powerful, high-ranking officials, and dignitaries?

   It’s great to point this out and scold that one with the God’s perspective, but how many people in the game can see clearly and see far away?

  Fei Qian is also because Liu Zhen and Cui Hou's sons have problems one after another, so he suddenly realized that it is not enough to just raise his own children, because his own children are not like Fei Qian in the past, with so many friends...

  How many places can be illuminated and how much darkness can be driven out by a torch raised by one person?

   The Zuixian Tower was destroyed, and the rebuilt Zuixian Tower is back.

  The people who were in the Drunken Immortal Tower yesterday have left, what is the difference between the people who are in the Drunken Immortal Tower today and those who were yesterday?

  Banquet, singing and dancing, wine, food.

  The toasts are staggered, and the clothes and temples are fragrant.

  Banquet, of course, is the best time to be happy, the best time to be happy, don’t have to think about anything, don’t have to say anything.

eat!

drink!

   Plug your mouth with wine and meat, cover your eyes with a bellyband, find someone to exercise to digest food when you are full, and lie down on the spot to sleep when you are drunk.

   Have fun to your heart's content, even if you want to be unrestrained, happy, luxurious, just one word, cool!

Although the new era has not yet fully arrived, some people have already seen a bright future, a future that can be enjoyed wantonly, with a drunk smile and silly eyes, they start to enjoy it, those who suffer so much don’t want to do it, and those who are dirty Those who are tired are idiots, they are not ashamed to bow their heads and do things, stealing **** and playing tricks are king!

   Those guys in Longxi, Hanzhong, and Sichuan are the best examples. Are these people stupid? Perhaps it is indeed a bit stupid, but they themselves do not think so. In their eyes, the new era is a devil that will devour their flesh and blood, take away their accumulated wealth, and make them lose their original status. Qian repeatedly emphasized with them that they outlined a new market and a new world, but they still didn't want to believe it, thinking that Fei Qian was a liar.

  In the distance, Qinchuan is three hundred miles away.

  Between light and darkness, four hundred years of Han territory.

   Fortunately, Fei Qian was in the city of Chang'an, and he saw both light and darkness.

  『Family wealth, or son…』 Fei Qian looked at Cui Hou, “Brother Yongyuan can choose one…”

  Cui Hou took a long breath. He had expected it, but when the board really fell, it still hurt like hell!

  On one side is the coffin book that has been accumulated so hard, on the other side is the only seedling of a thousand miles away, whichever one is discarded, half of life will be lost!

   I want to be ruthless, what can I do with that useless son, maybe something will happen next time, and then even the coffin will be gone and I will pay for it with my life? Although I am old now, I haven't been able to have a baby in the past few years, but maybe I can have an extra baby next year? Taking a step back, if it is really impossible to find Cui Jun to adopt one, it is also a plan.

  Cui Hou gritted his teeth, and became more and more ruthless in his heart, but in the end he couldn't help but burst into tears, "I...I still choose that...unfilial son..."

As soon as he said it, Cui Hou felt that the golden light scattered in front of his eyes, like countless gold and silver with wings, scattered like shooting stars, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Standing on the watchtower, he could only hold on to the guardrail. It seemed that if he didn't do this, his legs would go limp immediately and he would fall over.

"Well..." Fei Qian nodded slightly, and then said, "Your money will be used to build a new residence next to Feixiongxuan...they will be called Yongyuan Residence... Besides, now that Liu Xuande has entered Jiaozhi, he urgently needs to communicate with Chuan Shu Tong Shang, Brother Yongyuan may as well bring your son to take charge of this matter...』

  Cui Hou was stunned.

Although everyone knows that the route from Nanzhong to Jiaozhi is not easy, and the so-called caravan trade roads are basically very superficial, almost non-existent, but the same, even the dullest people know , the spices and pearls of Cochin, as well as ivory, rhino horn, tortoise shell, etc., almost everything means a lot of wealth...

  The premise is to do well.

   This is almost equivalent to confiscating all of Cui Hou's family wealth by Fei Qian, but also giving Cui Hou a business path to make money, but it is full of hardships and needs Cui Hou to develop again. Of course, the most important thing, perhaps taking that unfilial son on this road is equivalent to leading the child out of a dead end and towards a new life!

  Cui Hou burst into tears, prostrated himself on the ground, "Your...how can you break your head to repay your lord's kindness..."

  (end of this chapter)