Chapter 132: Student Cui Wei

At dawn, a carriage stopped outside the old house of Yuan's old house. The tall juvenile Yu Lu and the black girl thank you, each carrying a parcel and waiting at the carriage. The young Cui Wei yawned out of the house, and the texture was exquisite and hand-crafted. Ivory-colored white robe, followed by a teenager with a delicate appearance like porcelain, reluctantly.
Yu Lu couldn't help but ask: "Don't, where are we going?"
Cui Wei lazily said: "Take you to study and go to Daxu. You two are originally students of the Cliff College."
Yu Luhe thanked the two criminals of the Lushi dynasty for their relatives.
The driver was a big spy who stayed in Longquan County. He looked at the nose and nose and looked at the driving position. After Cui Wei got on the car and bent over the curtain, he suddenly turned his head and said: "Go and call Wang Yi to serve." The coachman, you continue to stay in the county seat, responsible for staring at the two places of riding the dragon lane and Xinghua Lane."
The spy nodded and said nothing to leave the underground car.
About a tea kungfu, a tall man striding a meteor, tall and young people do not squint, look calm, the girl's eyes are cold, does not seem to like the man named Wang Yizhen.
Wang Yizhen, the man who was ordered to screw off the head of Song Yuzhang himself, the fierce battle of the Lushi dynasty in the past, neither became a prisoner in the big squad, nor became a guest of the new dynasty, but did not regain control of the military, but became a The eagle's eagle dog, as she was "squatted" to Changchun Palace to go to the mausoleum, Wang Yizhen's master, from the big 骊 娘 娘 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位 这位
Because it is the road to the road, the carriage is not small enough to accommodate three people, but Cui Wei is still letting the young girl sit outside, he alone dominates the spacious carriage, not long after, there is a sound of reading in the carriage. Daxie Guoshi, who is well-known in the United States, but has to recite these lessons every day, it is really funny.
The carriage was driven out of the town by the East Gate. Cui Wei took the curtains and looked at the newly built county near the east gate. It was not completely completed, but it had a prototype. Under the supervision of the Department of Health, the town of Qingzhuang is now It began to be busy, making the entire East Gate dusty, and Cui Wei eyes gloomyly lowered the curtain.
After leaving the town, driving along the winding road for about an hour, Cui Wei let Wang Yizhen stop, he went to a small hill alone, the "gentleman" of the Lake College, Cui Minghuang waited for a long time, saw the ancestors who were expelled from the house After that, Bi Gong Bi Jing was a tribute.
Cui Wei stood on the top of the mountain and looked back at the town. Unfortunately, the realm of the world has fallen sharply, and it has been reduced to a low level. Even if it is exhausted, it is impossible to see the scenery there. "Respecting the Phiyun Mountain for the big mountain, it needs It will be difficult to succeed in one and a half. But it is imperative to build a new college in Phiyun Mountain. It will have results for up to half a year. Rest assured, you took such a big risk this time, almost lost your life, I It is certainly not going to cross the river to dismantle the bridge. A deputy mountain master of a college can't run away. After that, Daxie will definitely do his best to make this new college more like the Confucian 72nd Academy."
After Cui Minghuang breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were firm and promised: "Never let the ancestors be disappointed!"
Cui Wei did not put a word on this and continued to say his own. "I will leave that porcelain boy to you. When you put him into the new college, no matter what the accident, his practice will be very smooth, maybe one. You are mentally prepared for the frightening speed. But you'd better hide his snow, don't get out of the water too early. I picked up the broken porcelain from the porcelain hills, and I finally put it together. A porcelain man with a soul, this young boy can be a bunch of broken porcelain pieces, and now it is no different from human beings. It is both the cohesiveness of my life and the great luck, so you must have more snacks. If you say something unlucky, this is equivalent to being alone with you."
Cui Minghuang was in a state of turmoil, bending over and holding a fist: "The ancestors are relieved, and my Cui Minghuang must regard it as my own!"
Cui Wei is a bit tired. "In the town, in addition to the King of Songs, the other two spies, you can call it casually. I have already helped you. Then when it’s okay, more Yang Laopu of Yangjiapu talks, this old and undead thing, the most reasonable thing to do, never talk about anything good or bad, righteousness, enemies, you strive to let the old man promise to do business with you."
"As for you, I advise you not to ask for boring. The four major surnames of Fulu Street and Taoye Lane are now seventy-eight, and people are distracted. You pay more attention to Li, um, that is Li Xisheng’s Li family. As for the two sons of Li Baozhen, whose heart is higher than the sky, now they are down on the mountain. Although they are not beaten back to the original shape overnight, they have also learned the clouds of our big city, this pair of brothers, You can choose anyone, but you can only choose one."
"As for Wu Hao, you can do it yourself, just talk about things, don't worry."
Cui Wei said that in the end, it is clearly the beautiful appearance of the young boy, but it gives Cui Minghuang an illusion that the old man is always in trouble.
Cui Minghuang tentatively asked: "Which student Wu Hao, is it impossible?"
Cui Wei took her shoulders and walked down the hill. She nodded and was powerless. "He is a goddess. She likes to pick people of this kind. She is not very good, but she is smart, ambitious, and can bear, but each has Every fatal flaw is easy for her to control."
Cui Minghuang suddenly realized: "No wonder, your ancestors vented the open-air machine at Yuan's ancestral home. I always felt that something was wrong. Later I wanted to understand it because of the presence of Wu Hao."
Cui Wei sighed, and did not have the truth of Tibetan Mastiff. He opened the skylight and said something bright. "At that time, in Yuan’s old house, I gave him a chance. Before the sesame mung bean size, he passed the news, I was too lazy to care. But he If you leave the house and choose to leak the secret to the goddess, then he will die. The disciple will slay the ancestors, then the husband will kill the students, and it will be justified."
Cui Minghuang is silent.
Cui Wei patted the shoulders of the younger generation of the family. "I have a lot of expectations for you, or I won't tell you about it."
Cui Minghuang smiled bitterly: "I sincerely fear."
"Okay, don't send it."
Cui Wei stepped up the mountain and stepped out of the mountain. After walking a dozen steps, he turned and smiled and said: "You and I are all smart people. You must be thinking that I can dig a hole for Wu Hao. I will not let you go. In fact... You didn't guess wrong, it is true, but where is the trap, you need to make a life-and-death decision on which day, you have to think about it yourself."
Cui Minghuang did not panic, but did not grieve, but rather high morale. "The book that I read has almost finished reading, and the fun of life in the future is here."
Cui Wei turned around and looked at the carriage at the foot of the mountain. He put his hands in his sleeves and said: "Sure enough, all three disciples have to have it. You Cui Minghuang, Wu Hao, Porcelain, complete. Look at us later. The four men of the mentoring and the disciples have made their own creations."
Walking and walking, Cui Wei screamed and whispered: "If you know the truth someday, you will kill me with the temper of the boy in Mushui Lane. Maybe you can't blink your eyes."
A little bit of cinnabar, the teenager is full of anxiety and sorrow. "The key is that Master kills the disciples, but also his mother's natural meaning. No, I can't do it, I can't mix it so badly, I have to think of a way..."
The boy suddenly smiled and smiled. He walked up and walked up, and laughed loudly. "You can pour all the dirty water to the Dagu State Teacher. I am Cui Dongshan, not Cui Wei!"
The body of the body that he lives in now can be regarded as an extremely rare treasure. He is born with no dirt, but he is congenitally demented. When he is less than six years old, he will be separated from his soul. After many years of secret refining, Cui Wei becomes one. The inn hostel, which is easy to borrow from the soul, was originally too important because of the sacred caves. When it comes to his avenue, he must visit this place, so he moves out of this body and separates the soul into it, so that it is equal to the world. There were two Cui Wei, one old and one young, and the old Cui Wei was staying in Datun Jingcheng as his national teacher, and he was planning to squat thousands of miles away. Juvenile Cui Wei came to the town to hide in Yuan’s old house. Prevent accidents, of course, deep down, Cui Wei may not have the intention to see Qi Jingchun after the last trip.
He wants to beat Qi Jingchun once and for all.
It’s a pity that Cui Wei couldn’t think of it. First of all, he lost to Qi Jingchun. He lost nothing but lost. After that, he was even more miserable. He was clearly found in the old man’s head of the school’s Gong Delin, and he cut off his connection with the body Cui Wei. He said that he was also punished for reading a few broken books every day. The irony is that there is no sage classic written by the old man. In the end, he made a ridiculous decision, asking him to give the boy named Chen to be a student!
What can I Cui Wei learn from him? Learn to burn porcelain or learn to burn charcoal?
As for the old man, what did he think?
God knows!
It is the day in the literal sense.
The old man, although the highest celebrity in his life, is nothing but a show.
But at the beginning of the Confucianism Confucian Temple, it was ranked fourth in the high position. At that time, the old show was really a day in the sky, or else the old man was not dead, and the statue could be forced to move in and erect. The old show can't stop it.
However, Cui Wei always felt that the old man was actually stealing music, and he did not really want to stop.
In short, this public case is destined to disappear into the orthodox history and history, and as time goes on, only the remaining clues will disappear little by little.

On the way to the south of Datun, Guanyin Fuguan.
A carriage stopped at the side of the road outside the station, and the white-haired boy with brilliance of cinnabar stood on the roof of the car, facing the north, looking forward to it.
Wang Yizhen sat in the driving position and snorted as usual.
The tall juvenile Yu Lu is in the inventory of the bag, the graceful but rough-looking girl is the most leisurely, sitting next to Wang Yizhen, and the teenager back to back, she is swaying her legs, licking the seeds.
Juvenile Cui Wei’s lame,
It’s finally!

Wang Yizhen did not turn around and whispered: "His Royal Highness, take care afterwards."
The tall boy who has been renamed Yu Lu, nodded and smiled: "The same is true of General Wang."
Wang Yi snorted and was about to speak.
After the girl who had finished a large number of melons clapped her hands, the cloud was light and the words came out. "The generals of Wang Da did not have to greet the criminals with me."
Wang Yi smiled bitterly: "We are the teacher who can't live with you."
The girl put her hands on her knees and looked up at the blue sky. She smiled and said, "That is what you said to the dead people who are flying around. I didn't participate in the big battle, and I didn't kill myself afterwards. On the contrary, I lived well. Soon it was the students of the New Mountain Cliff College. So General Wang Da, you told me this, it’s quite boring."
Yu Lu suddenly said: "Wang Yizhen, ignore her, she is a child who has not grown up, and she is angry, and she does not know who to vent. At this time, whoever speaks well, she will stab who."
The girl smiled and said: "Hey, you still have to be an unbelievable Prince of Lushi, and you are qualified to teach me to be a man?"
Yu Lu smiled and continued to bow down to pack his luggage.
Wang Yizhen was a big man.
If you are not worried about the safety of these two children, how can Wang Yizhen promise to be a big goddess and serve her.

Chen Ping and his entourage went south along the edge of Kushiro.
Then I saw a white-faced boy with a familiar face flying in, the kind of enthusiasm, just like a pregnant girl in the face of a pregnant girl, but also exaggerated.
The white-brown brilliance of the white-eyed cinnabar smiled brilliantly: "Chen Pingan, although it sounds like a joke, I actually tell you very seriously and seriously. From today, I am your student! You don't recognize me as a student. If you die, you will remember to help me set up an inscription and write the tomb of Chen Ping’s disciple!"
Chen Pingan stayed for a long time before slowing down and asked: "What is your real name?"
The teenager laughed, "Cui Dongshan!"
Chen Ping nodded and said: "Then I will add three more words to you on the tablet."
(End of this chapter)