Chapter 29 Good Song Night, Cui Mansion. The eldest son of the Cui family was wearing mourning clothes with a hint of a smile on his face. His father had been buried, his younger brother had been sentenced to death and would be executed soon, so naturally all of the Cui family's properties would be under his name. In the chaos, he became the biggest beneficiary. According to the rules, when parents die, the son should observe mourning for three years. During this period, he cannot sing or dance, cannot marry or take concubines, cannot have sexual intercourse. He must live in a shed next to his parents' tomb and cannot eat meat or drink alcohol for fourteen days. But Young Master Cui sneaked back to Cui Mansion at night, threw away his mourning clothes, ordered people to serve him delicious fish and meat, and started to feast on it. I've been eating vegetarian food these days and my mouth is almost empty. Just as he was drinking happily, the candle in the room was suddenly blown out by a gust of cold wind, and the room was plunged into darkness. wow~ The window was blown open by the wind, and under the bright moonlight, a figure stood by the window. He was tall and slender, with a handsome face. His clear and bright eyes were particularly memorable.
"Zhang, Taoist Priest Zhang?" Young Master Cui showed a smile on his face and put down the wine and meat in his hands with some embarrassment. Zhang Jiuyang sighed softly and said, "Master Cui, I'm here to get something your father promised me, a 300-year-old ginseng." Master Cui was startled when he heard this, then he rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Master Zhang, you helped my father clear his name, I am naturally grateful, I am willing to offer a hundred taels of gold to show my gratitude, but what... three hundred years old ginseng, I really don't know!" Qingzhou Chief Clerk Lu Dongli liked to practice Taoism and had hinted to him many times that he wanted the 300-year-old ginseng. He had no say in the matter before, but now that he was in charge of all the properties of the Cui Mansion, he naturally wanted to curry favor with this patron. He is very ambitious and believes that he can lead the Cui family to a higher level and accomplish things that even the old man could not do. Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and sighed, greed brings disaster. A sharpened chopstick was pressed against Mr. Cui's throat. What was even more strange was that the chopstick was floating in the air. Ali's clear voice rang out. "Uncle, you are not honest." Gudong! Master Cui swallowed his saliva and sweat poured down. Zhang Jiuyang stared at him and suddenly said, "Master Cui, even if I didn't show up today, you would have already arranged for someone to block the coffin." Young Master Cui was stunned, his eyes evasive. "I don't quite understand what the Taoist priest is talking about." Zhang Jiuyang ignored him and continued, "In fact, you already knew that Old Master Cui was killed by the Second Young Master and Yuqin, but you just watched from the sidelines, waiting for the best opportunity to take action." Young Master Cui wanted to argue, but he heard something that made him shudder. "Why was Yuqin married to Old Master Cui even though she was clearly in love with the Second Young Master first? You must have contributed to this." His face was pale, and after a long moment, he let out a long sigh.
"As expected of you, you are the immortal Zhang Banxian who is known for his iron-mouthed predictions. You can even predict such secret matters. But in front of others, even if you kill me, I will not admit it." This was a move he was proud of. His father had originally favored his younger son more, but he used only one woman to make them turn against each other. Moreover, by letting his father marry such a beauty, he will be able to take over the Cui family more quickly when his father is running out of energy, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone. "Master Zhang, wait a moment. I will get you the 300-year-old ginseng right away." Young Master Cui did not play any tricks this time. He went to the warehouse to get the ginseng honestly. Although he couldn't see it, he could feel that there seemed to be a cold aura following him. Zhang Jiuyang took the sandalwood box from his hand, opened it and saw a ginseng with tangled roots and a slender and graceful body. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but its shape vaguely resembled a human figure. According to legend, ginseng absorbs the essence of heaven and earth. After five hundred years, it can become the king of ginseng, and after a thousand years, it can become a spirit, cultivate into a human form, and have the ability to burrow underground. Judging from this 300-year-old precious ginseng, this rumor does not seem to be groundless. As soon as the box was opened, a strong medicinal aroma came to my face, mixed with a refreshing scent from the mountains and fields, which made me feel refreshed. "Master Zhang, you have received the precious ginseng, please don't say anything nonsense after you leave." After a pause, he continued, "I have some friendship with Lord Lu Dongli, the Chief Clerk of Qingzhou." There is a warning hidden in his words. As the eldest son of the Cui family, he actually knew that there was an institution in the imperial court called the Imperial Observatory, which had a certain degree of deterrence on those strange people in the world. Zhang Jiuyang laughed loudly and said, "Master Cui, your father asked me to tell his fortune a few days ago and asked me which son the Cui family's assets should be passed on to." Young Master Cui smiled bitterly and said, "I know about this matter. The Taoist priest should have said something good for my brother. After all, my father chose him after he came back." Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and smiled, then said something that left him puzzled. "I told him that neither of his two sons is suitable." Without waiting for the other party to speak, Zhang Jiuyang turned away, his figure quickly disappearing into the night. Young Master Cui fell weakly into the chair, his back already soaked with cold sweat. …… Zhang Jiuyang left the Cui Mansion and looked back at this spacious and magnificent mansion, as if he had already seen the fall of the Cui Mansion a few months later. Young Master Cui is extremely ambitious and wants to lead the Cui family to become bigger and stronger, but he stands on the wrong side. In the disputes between the government and the opposition, if you stand on the wrong side, you will be eliminated. With the downfall of Qingzhou Chief Clerk Lu Dongli not long after, the Cui family, which seemed to be a behemoth, was nothing more than cannon fodder that was affected. It's a pity that all the hard work of Mr. Cui throughout his life to build up this huge business was gone in an instant. This is also why Zhang Jiuyang had previously told Mr. Cui that both of his sons were not capable. "Everyone in the world knows that gods are good, but they can't forget their fame! Where will the past and the present meet?A pile of grass in the deserted mound is gone, The world knows that gods are good, only gold and silver can not be forgotten! All day I regretted that we didn't spend much time together, and when it was time to leave, I closed my eyes. " He recited the song "Hao Le Ge" softly, and suddenly he felt a lot of inexplicable emotions in his heart, as if he saw the emperors and generals turned into bones, and all his wealth became empty.
Winter goes and spring comes, cold and heat never stop. Only the bright moon above our heads shines forever, year after year. "Brother Jiu, don't worry." Ah Li seemed to sense the change in his mood. She held his hand, looked up and said, "Ah Li has died once. She won't die again." "Ali will always be with you." Zhang Jiuyang was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, touched her head, and was about to speak when he heard the clear bell-like voice again. "Brother Jiu, why don't you die early? That way you won't get old~" Snapped! Zhang Jiuyang suddenly stopped laughing and hit her hard. "Pooh, pooh, pooh, children's words are innocent. For the Lord's sake, please don't argue with a child." Ali made a face, then dived into the Yin doll, mumbling something. "Ari is not a child." "Ali is eight years old now~" …… ps: Brothers, you guys are awesome. This book is now No. 11 on the new book list. In order to rush to the top, the next chapter will be updated at 58: pm. Because the list will be updated on Sunday night, it is possible to rush to the top if it is updated at this time~ If you are working or going to school, don't stay up late and go to bed early. Than heart! (End of this chapter)