Chapter 82: Mr. student, brother and sister

Leaving the narrow and dark mud bottle lane, walking in the wide and bright Erlang Lane, the eyebrows of the youthful eyebrows were light, the big sleeves swayed, and the couple who had stolen from the wall of the mud bottle lane were in their hands.
A tall man who should have appeared in the bureaucracy of the bureaucracy, stood outside the door at this time, has been waiting for a long time, always keep his eyes closed and breathless. After hearing the footsteps, he blinked and saw the familiar and strange boy. Sideways, standing with hands, Christine said: "Mr."
The young man snorted, handed the couple to Wu Hao, and found the key to open the door. He had just crossed the threshold and suddenly stepped back and pulled back the two doors.
Wu Hao almost hit the back of his own husband, the parent of Longquan County quickly stepped back a few steps, some strange Mr.'s move.
The young man named Cui Wei put his hands on his sleeves and gave his mouth to the two painted doors. "The ancestor of your old man is hanging here, the prestige?"
This single twist to the extreme, so that Wu Hao was a big head.
Although he did not deal with the old man who had the title of Shangzhuguo, he could talk to the wife who had not yet passed the door. It was really a love and affection, and it was a famous and beautiful person in the capital, especially a handsome and handsome Han. The scholars, reading poetry books, rushed to the capital, and fell into the ranks of the Imperial Examinations, but they won the beauty of the people. Under the situation that they were not optimistic about this marriage, they became the pro-disciples of the Dagu State, and they became famous and eloquent. So that the Emperor’s Majesty was disturbed, and the next aim was to raise the Zhengzhai to see Wu Hao.
After that, in the future, the old man would close one eye to Wu Hao, and no longer threatened his daughter to interrupt Wu Hao’s three legs.
Cui Wei crossed the threshold and said casually: "I have been thinking about a problem. We believe that the Confucian swears that "the letter is righteous, the reverence of the advocacy, the arch of the world and the rule of the world", whether there is any chance to achieve."
Wu Hao whispered softly: "Did you figure out the answer?"
Cui Weizui, "It's hard."
Wu Hao is dumb.
Cui Xiaoxiao asked: "Do you think you have asked nonsense?"
Wu Hao honestly replied: "There are some."
Probably a dialogue between teachers and students, consistently so frank and honest, Cui Wei was not annoyed. He just squinted at Wu Hao and said with regret: "There are many things in the world, precious things are not the result, but in the process."
Wu Hao took the courage to ask: "Can you give me an example?"
Cui Wei led Wu Hao to the Zhu lacquered table under the forehead of the main hall and said: "For example, you and the daughter of Yuan Shangzhu's country, now love and love, entangled, holding a small hand can be happy for a few days, but wait until When I finally gave her to the Ming media, after going to bed and fighting with the gods, you will soon feel lost. It turned out to be the case."
Wu Hao’s mouth licked his mouth, and there was no way to answer it.
Cui Wei gestured to Wu Hao to find a position to sit down. He continued to stand up and looked up at the plaque. He said, "But will you give up the chance to roll the quilt with Miss Yuan Jia because of this boring result? Obviously not Yes."
Cui Wei himself also feels that this statement is not very influential. "Then I will change the saying, such as practice, ordinary practicing, the goal is definitely the five-level, genius, will choose the five realms. Another example is the official, ambition small In the case of inflowing goods, the ambition is to do Huang Zigongqing. Then on the long road to climb, many people will always look up at the scenery of the top of the mountain, the trees around them are green, the spring flowers under the feet are all looking If you don't see it, you won't stop to appreciate it, and you will have to pay for the teachings of the saints. There is great beauty in the heavens and the earth."
Wu Hao fell into meditation.
Cui Wei suddenly laughed. "Do you even believe in this kind of shit? The most meaningless thing under the sun is the truth."
Wu Hao reluctantly said: "If I used to, I would definitely not think about it on this kind of problem, but the gentleman's exit this time, first changed the 'head of the line', and inexplicably came to see the old town in this town, the students are really I can't eat it."
After Cui Wei smiled, he leaned against the large chair. "If you come back, this is not a nonsense. I don’t think it’s important to learn. But it doesn’t mean that I don’t need to be careful. If you say the most truthful words, the ordinary folks will not work hard to make one thing, and they will not be qualified to talk about talents.
Cui Wei gently tapped the handle of the chair with a finger, his face was dull and calm, and smiled: "Only the person who really works hard will have a desperate thought for the truly talented person. At that time, he will suddenly wake up and keep it. Tears tell myself that I was really unable to match the genius."
Wu Hao smiled and said: "With Go, the whole country and the chess of the East Baojuan are waiting for you. I must have faced this gentleman with this attitude."
Cui Wei pulled the corner of his mouth. "But in some things, the talents of the sky are like me, and I also treat some people with this kind of vision."
Wu Hao shook his head: "Students don't believe!"
Cui Wei extended his finger and clicked on the smuggling supervisor. He smiled and said: "Xiao Wu Daren, this radical method is used badly."
Wu Hao laughed and held a fist and begged and said: "Mr.
Wu Hao’s corner of his eyes, from time to time, passed through a skin-splitting boy. He was so mad and his eyes were empty. He sat on a small bench beside the patio not far away, gently put his hands on his knees and raised his head slightly. The posture is like sitting in the sky.
In fact, Wu Hao saw him when he entered the house. He felt uncomfortable, but since he was unwilling to take the initiative, he would not ask anything.
Wu Hao looked at the Spring Festival couplets on the table and took a look back. He looked up and asked: "Sir, who wrote this couplet? This person is very interesting."
Cui Wei yawned and changed into a more lazy and comfortable posture and shrank in the chair. "For the time being, it is still called Song salary. But after a few years, it will be changed back to the file of the Zongren government." Old name, Song Yu."
Wu Hao immediately felt that this light and floating couplet was very hot.
He couldn't help but ask: "What do you want to do with this Spring Festival?"
Cui Wei smiled and said: "Give your baby brother a long-term experience, save me often saying that I am older, can write better than him, now it is good, this Spring Festival couplet is written by his brothers, I Do not believe what excuses he can find."
Wu Hao thought for a moment, resisted the smile, and whispered: "For example, Song collects salary in the land of the country, there is nothing to do all day, patronize the word, so the diligence can make up, so the words written are better?"
Cui Wei looked surprised. "Is this OK?"
Wu Hao smiled and nodded. "The little brother can do it."
Cui Wei shook his head and said: "Say a thousand 10,000, or play less, the rules have always been stick out."
Wu Hao put the Spring Festival couple back on the table and said freely: "Mr. your husband, the rules are very heavy."
Wu Hao has never known where his own teacher is, and even the general context is not clear. I am afraid that the whole person is a big man, and there are only a handful of people who know the matter.
Cui Wei suddenly sat down straight, "I am wrong, my teacher taught me, just like I teach you, the same, so my husband, I taught me such a student, the number of forgetting the ancestors, forgetting the people, um, and the bully Destroy the ancestors."
Wu Hao thought that he had got it wrong.
Cui Wei said indifferently: "You didn't get it wrong."
Cui Wei stretched out a lazy way. "When I was studying, I was not as radical as I am now. I only dared to ask for the 'learning and doing things, and both have the same'. The gentleman rewarded me with the culprits of the world's culprits. ""
Cui Wei is sitting more and more in the body and looking directly at the eyes of his own students. "Do you know the most irritating place, what is it? It is my gentleman who interrupted me until I finished the topic. The rigorous scholarship of the world, even the unwillingness to think about this issue for a day, an hour, a fragrance, no, just throw me the eight words. I have a younger brother, every time I ask the gentleman about the classic problems Mr., inevitably, as long as the long test, he carefully taught, lest there be slight deviation. One of them, do you know how long my family thought about it before giving his answer?"
Cui Wei extended a finger.
Wu Hao tried to think as much as possible, tentatively said: "One month?"
At this moment, the Daxu National Teacher, who is a young man with a handsome young man's face, looks extremely eccentric, like laughing and laughing, like crying and crying. "Ten years."
Wu Hao swallowed and swallowed, no longer dare to say a word.
Cui Wei repeatedly exhaled a sigh of relief and said to himself: "The story of the old man is so piled up, it doesn't matter. What's more, it doesn't matter, how can it be?"
Cui Wei stood up and put away the rare complex emotions. He said to Wu Hao: "To let you come here today is to see someone, I will be busy with things, you will wait at the door."
Wu Haoru was greatly embarrassed and got up and left.
Cui Wei walked over to the handsome demented teenager, kneeling down, licking his chin, as if looking for cockroaches.
In the twilight, Wu Hao walked into the lobby with a man wearing a fight, and Cui Wei stood up and said to them: "Our people, just sit."
After the man was seated, he gently took off the brawl, revealing a handsome but pathologically pale face. The whole person was extremely bad-spirited, like a serious injury, coughing constantly, giving off a faint smell.
Wu Hao's face is dignified: "Chu Minghuang, Guanhu Academy?!"
Then Wu Hao quickly looked at his own gentleman.
Cui Wei, Cui Minghuang. Dagu Guoshi, Guanhu Academy.
Is it?
Wu Hao’s scalp was numb and his heart was shaking. He began to worry about whether he could leave the house alive.
Mr. murder, the mantra is to act according to the rules.
But the problem is that the Dalai dynasty's temperament, almost no one can understand the rules of the gentleman.
Even Wu Hao, a rumored disciple, never dared to think that he really understood the mind of the gentleman.
Cui Wei moved a chair to the wooden boy, facing Wu Yi and Cui Minghuang, and said with a smile: "No need to be nervous, one is a family that I rarely admire, one is a protégé who hopes to inherit my clothes, so You two can guess without guessing, you can think about things."
Wu Hao was brave and asked: "Mr. from Cui?"
Cui Wei did not pay attention.
Cui Minghuang smiled bitterly: "Shi Bozu had been expelled from the clan by Cui, and he also ordered the birth of different ancestral halls.
Wu Hao’s face is cloudy and uncertain.
Cui Wei, who has never looked back, said with a smile: "Reliably, these pickled pasts, our imperial Emperor's majesty, know it from the beginning. Right, Cui Minghuang, Wu Hao, any questions, you know everything, There is nothing in it."
Wu Hao’s rhinoceros moved directly to ask the biggest question.
The death of Qi Jingchun is Mr.’s handwriting?

Cui Wei is not willing to speak.
Cui Minghuang’s face was as usual, and he replied:
Qi Jingchun had a secret letter before, from the Cliff College, and the person who wrote the letter told Qi Jingchun that their self-inflicted in a certain school, Gong Delin, was really dead.

Wu Hao frowned, this is a secret that he never heard of. It is estimated that only the Confucian three university palaces and the 72-year-old masters are qualified to know the inside story. But other rumors, Wu Hao and many of the world's reading seeds, most of them have heard.
However, in a short period of 100 years, the statue that was once honored in the fourth place of the Confucianism Temple was first removed from the position of the sage, moved to the list of the seventy-two sages accompanying the sacrifice, and then moved back from the position of the sage. Until the bottom of the year, in the spring of this year, it was completely moved out of the Confucian Temple. Not only that, but some people tried to secretly enshrine it in a Taoist temple, but they were discovered and eventually pushed down by a group of so-called ignorant people. The life of the saints, the classic articles written, were banned from destruction, and the legal policies pursued were completely overthrown by the major dynasties, and the names were removed from the official history.
First, the rivers and rivers, and then the thin mountains, crumbling, the last night between the mud into the sea, quiet.
Cui Minghuang snarled an astonishing conspiracy. "The Cliff College has now been removed from the identity of the 72nd Academy. Although you are unwilling to do so, Qi Jingchun and the College are helping the people and helping. Daxie got rid of the identity of the barbarians in the north, and he was the best in the world. Without the academy to attract the soldiers of the north gate of Dongbao Pingzhou, the civil service system of Daxie will inevitably suffer a huge impact. However, the trend of the times, the generals can not afford to be a car, The emperor will not be stupid enough for a Qi Jingchun to provoke so many powerful mountains and rivers in one breath."
"Since foreign aid is already unreliable, then after Qi Jingchun received the letter, how to protect the Cliff College without being revoked by his own efforts, this big problem was followed by the secret letter in Qi Jingchun's book case."
"But he knows well, once the period of the Jiazi is over, he walks out of the Zhuzhu Cave, then his stagnation and forbearance here, the truth of the monk who does not fall and rise, will inevitably attract some big people inside Confucianism. More pressure. Of course, not only Confucianism, Taoism, but also other big men of all kinds of families will be eager to move. After all, it’s really ridiculous to suppress the next old one and come back to a new one."
Cui Minghuang showed a smile and subconsciously looked at the family predecessor who was still staring at the teenager, Cui Wei.
Cui Minghuang’s eyes are full of admiration, saying:
At this time, the early appearance of the cricket has become a winning hand. It completely cut off a retreat that Qi Jingchun was most likely to take.

Cui Wei did not know when he had stood up. He was using his fingers to gently open the eyes of the teenager. After hearing the words of Cui Minghuang, he muttered: "Wine? When you pass the wine cellar, you should buy a few pots."
Ms. Cui Ming saw some doubts in Wu Yan’s eyes and explained:
I came to Zhuzhudong early, although the military master did not intervene in the town affairs and remained absolutely neutral, but the existence of the shackles itself was meaningful. This means that there is no way for Qi Jingchun to bargain, and the four saints of the three religions propose to stay in the town, and then draw the land for sixty years, in exchange for another sixty years of stagnation of the Cliff College."
Cui Minghuang smiled and said: "My husband died, his ethical article was read by no one, and the policy proposal was not implemented. After Qi Jingchun came to Dongbao Pingzhou, he worked hard in the land of barbarism. The Cliff College is gone. There is no place in the world, and it is nowhere to support him. This is nowhere to die. What is it that is not dead? Only when he is dead, can some people feel completely gone. Threat, for the fragmented Cliff College, naturally take a look at it, in fact, if there is not Qi Jingchun, let alone become one of the seventy-two colleges that are worthy of the name, the cliff book in Datun, the hospital may not even have half of our view of the Lake College nothing."
Cui Wei commented: "The Guanhu Academy has more than enough resources. If it is not the existence of the Cliff College, it will force the Guanhu Academy to make many changes. I am afraid it will be even worse. In the next big competition, it will only be one step. Slow and slow, and gradually die out."
Cui Minghuang said from the heart of the lungs: "Shi Bozu knows what to see, sees the needle!"
Cui Wei finally no longer tossed the boy who did not have a little "popularity". Standing next to the pool without water, he followed the teenager and looked up at the blue sky. After withdrawing his gaze, he said a very strange conclusion. "So I Carefully arranged a big test, there is only one candidate, that is, the orphan of Chen Pingan called Mu Ping Lane. He is just a very ordinary background, but has a very interesting growth experience."
Wu Yiyue’s two monks can’t figure out what’s wrong. What does this mean?
Cui Wei began to wander around the pool slowly. After holding his hands, he lowered his head and said to himself: "It is reasonable to say that Qi Jingchun will dying in the case of mortal death, then three people will have to Note that Ma Zhan, the younger brother who accompanied him in the 骊 洞 洞 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,
"Thinking about letting Ma Zhan continue the incense of the Cliff College, even if there is only one disciple, it doesn't matter."
"I want to let Zhao Wei carry forward the study of the teacher's door. As for whether it is in the Da Yu dynasty, or even in Dongbao Pingzhou, it does not matter."
"At the beginning, I learned that Qi Jingchun left all books to Song's salary. I thought that Song's salary will be one of his incense heritage, but soon I found this to be a blind eye."
When Cui Wei said that he was here, he began to be silent for a long time. It seems that he was deducting step by step and determined that there was no flaw.
Wu Hao carefully interjected: "After the blind eye method, the person named Chen Pingan is hidden?"
Cui Wei, who was interrupted by his thoughts, stopped and suddenly looked up and looked at Wu Hao coldly.
Wu Hao immediately stood up, cold sweat oozing out his forehead, and bowed his head: "I still hope that Mr. will forgive."
Cui Wei continued to walk. "Ma Zhan, it is half of the disciple of the man. It is only too far away from Qi Jingchun. The heart is thinner than the paper, and it is this person."
"I let Cui Minghuang go to swindle Ma Zhan, and lie to him that he can replace Qi Jingchun as the next mountain lord of the Cliff College. Although the name of one of the 72 colleges is gone, the college itself is still there, the college is in need, the mountain owner is needed. In this way, aligning the context of Jingchun, the majesty of our emperor, in fact, can be said in the face, this is also the default ending of the parties' forces at the beginning."
"But I don't like it. It's too boring to have such a round ending. Anyway, there are some voices inside Confucianism, asking Wen Sheng, Qi Jingchun and Shan Cliff College to disappear together, saving people's hearts and minds and reviving."
"So I propose to open a new college in Phiyun Mountain, and the Confucian School of Three Schools promised that in 50 years, this school will be promoted as one of the 72 colleges. Let’s listen to it, it seems to be good, than Qi Qichun is so ribbed and replaced with a cockroach that can completely obey the big cockroaches. Of course, it is more suitable for the shackles of the south."
"Therefore, Cui Minghuang swindled Ma Zhan again and told him that since the matter has come to this end, it is better to retreat to the next level, simply change the door, and to clear the relationship with the Shanya Academy. After returning to the town, he will be able to serve as the owner of the new academy, and it is new. The first mountain master of the academy is not better than picking up the teeth in the Cliff College.
Cui Wei continued to walk, but looked at Cui Minghuang, who was silently breathing, "Is there a problem at this time?"
Cui Minghuang nodded and said: "It should have been suspicious at this time. I started to confess with me and I was a snake. At that time, he did not show his voice. Although I was careful, I did not think that Ma Zhan was such a waste, and it was so unrelenting. I’m going to fight with the pulse, and the hole will be broken and I will kill me.

Cui Wei nodded. "Mayine is not as good as Qi Jingchun, but he has been under the door for more than ten years. He can't just look at it as a fool."
Cui Minghuang rubbed his mouth with his hand and spit out a bruise. After clenching his fist, his face was a little more relaxed and a little more rosy. He asked: "Whit the teacher, why should you allow the only old master of the Cliff College to lead? The students left Daxie and went to the enemy's country to continue to use the name of the Cliff College. How did the Emperor Daxie agree? This matter, the younger generation has been unable to understand."
Cui Wei slowly proceeded. "If you come to the Cliff College, you will survive, and you will lose your name. There is no gold medal in one of the 72 colleges. It is an empty shell. You can no longer compete with the prosperous Guanhu Academy. The most outstanding scholar in Guanzhou. Secondly, once the new college is set up in the Phiyun Mountain, the deputy mountain master of the Guanhu Academy will come here to sit here. Of course, the second mountain owner must be the gentleman sitting on your side. Come, Daxie accepted the funeral dog of the Cliff College, which is equivalent to taking over the hot potato. We can always find a head and declare war on Daxie. At that time, the Cliff College is not the same as the big map?"
"Everyone knows that the Cliff College is equivalent to the Guozijian of the Dalai dynasty, but which emperor's emperor, dare to say that the Guanhu Academy is his own private school? So one day, Daxie can completely master a college, it is the dream that you have been dreaming of since childhood. Of course, the Emperor’s heart has not compensated Qi Jingchun’s meaning. Qi Jingchun’s ten years as a mountain lord, even if he does not want to bow down to his knees, but his enthusiasm for Jing Chun is really appreciated, and may even have a little awe.
Cui Wei suddenly laughed. "Of course, the main reason is that I need it. I need all this chess."
"In addition to the need for Qi Jingchun to die in Zhuzhudong, I still need him to follow my chess path and select the pieces I want him to choose. Finally, I will destroy them one by one. Before Qi Jingchun died, it was like a hand." A few seeds, or a few musks, can only be handed to the hands of people around you."
"The context of the context, pay attention to the passing of the fire, and even the disciples who believe in a doctrine can die, but the incense may not be cut off, so what the incense and the cultural transport is, can not tell the truth. Qi Jingchun estimated that he has seized the clue. I am still somewhat unpredictable, I dare not be too sure, I need to use facts to prove my ideas."
"So setting up this exam, putting this game in play, is not only used to break the scent of that person, but also my testimony."
Cui Wei walked behind the boy sitting on the bench, reached out and patted his head gently, and smiled: "There was a poem, the fairy swayed me, and the end was born. It was really... scent."

The joints of the juvenile body creaked, and eventually the movement stood up slowly and steadily. His eyes gradually glowed with dazzling brilliance. When he stood up straight, he turned to face Cui Wei who personally put together his own body. The mouth can't speak, such as the baby's babble, dancing and dancing, joyfully. But at the same time, Cui Wei took a congenital awe.
Not to mention Wu Hao, who is not a practitioner, even Cui Minghuang is stunned after seeing this scene.
Wu Hao did not know why. After hearing Mr.’s words today, I only felt that I was cold and mad, and my voice was hoarse and asked:
Sir, can’t you kill someone? Is it so expensive?

Cui Wei laughed and laughed. It seemed that he had waited for a long time, and finally got a really interesting question. He said: "The avenue of the avenue is not a simple matter of smashing the family and destroying the people. It wants to be really rid of the roots. It’s hard to be difficult. Many times, killing people will make simple things into a mess. So be careful. Why can people who practice can be as high as the fifteenth floor? Because of the cultivation, the repair Wufu, only so high, Jiujing is the apex, and it is harder to get into the Ten Realms than to climb the sky."
Cui Wei suddenly jumped into the pool facing the courtyard, stepped on the colorful pebbles embedded in the bottom, and walked in the pool as he pleased. It was obviously more cramped than the ground. He thought about it and said, "That I Just give you the two frogs at the bottom of the well, and talk about two public cases that were originally secretly passed. After listening to them, you will find me these means, but Err, but Err."
"There was a talented genius who almost helped the military to teach. Although it was a failure, but after all, it was a guy who was in the air. No one dared to kill this. Finally, you know how the real saints deal with this person? Throw it into a blessed land, and arrange for the chess pieces to stay by his side in the world, and continue to kill his arrogant spirit. This world, let him become the teacher of the village, but he is not worried, the next life, let him become weak. Rough butchers, but accompanied by beautiful people, another world, became a cynicism of the dude, the thousands of gold to return to the full. Once again, became the literati emperor in the peaceful world, in short, born in the world, so always been played In the applause. It is still the same today. The soldiers of the military do not want to shoot, but only dare to secretly try to awaken the wisdom of the ancestors of the arbitrators, but hope what to do, to compare with the old guys to repair, strategy Have patience? How to win?"
"There is another soldier, Xiongxiong, who has strong combat power and is shocked by the world. In the end, he loses all his inadvertently. For the sake of a woman, the soul flies away, and then the opportunity is seized by the saints, and the three souls are six, all of which are divided. Then let it become the first class of immortals in the great blessings, every soul, even from the blessings to our world, and the road is smooth, everyone becomes a hegemon, then you think these nine people, the minimum repair is also On the tenth floor, or the seventh martial arts, are they willing to abandon their independent will and become 'one person'?"
"It sounds like it's not too complicated, but it will be an extremely long time to implement it."
When Cui Wei said this, he said with emotion: "Where is the road to the road, how cruel."
Cui Wei stretched out a big laziness, rubbed his neck with both hands, and smiled: "Ma Junyu is angry and died. Zhao Wei has lost the identity of the 'Spring' print master, then there is only the broken and regular silence. The word is gone.
"A barren orphaned orphan, suffering from it, deep in the heart, hopes to have a stable, now true dreams come true, suddenly become the richest rich man in the town, and suddenly ushered in a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make a fortune, The five hills above the blessed land are all in the bag. For three hundred years, the richness of the three hundred years of fine waters belongs to him."
"In addition to the charcoal in the snow, I helped him to add icing on the cake twice. The first time was to help him select the lonely mountain. On this hill, I will let Daxie seal a mountain god. You said that the teenager would feel very Surprise? The second time, it is the grass shop and the old shop, which will soon be sold at a low price, and then no accident, it will be bought by his Chen Ping 'scientiously. Imagine the day outside the town. In the five hills of the gold, there are two old shops in the town. Later, there is a county magistrate and Wu Yi and one of them. As a result, there will be a deputy mountain master, Mr. Cui, who will add to his youthful eyes. You think this boy is Isn't there almost nothing to pursue?"
"but."
When Cui Wei said these two words, he was very smiley and self-talking: "The world is really the most afraid of these two words."
He continued: "But, at this time, when I went out, there were two carriages and a oxcart. When I came back, there was only one carriage and one oxcart, and there was a gentle and gentle Guanhu Academy, Mr. Cui. I also died to learn a Mr. Hummer. Then the driver will find Chen Pingan and tell the young man that Mr. Qi Qi and Mr. Ma had hoped that he would be able to take him with him... The dying enemy of the dynasty went to the Cliff College, which was moved to Daxie, to continue schooling. This trip, the road is hard, the tiger and the wolf look around, and finally the driver will be able to persuade the boy with understanding. If Mr. Qi is still alive, you will not want you to Risks go to Datunshan Cliff College."
Wu Hao carefully asked: "If you want to stay in the town's home, do you want to stay in the town's home, isn't Chen Ping's name just right to go out? Isn't this plan for this?"
Cui Minghuang smiled and said: "It is not long before these children leave the town. Their family has been forcibly moved to Dagujingcheng. Of course, Daxie will not lack their wealth and prosperity. But each family will stay a few Individuals, will tell those children how to enter the Cliff College is a rare opportunity, and how the parents of the family are eager to learn to return to the college to learn."
Cui Wei stood just below the patio, with no expression.
Wu Hao became more cautious and asked: "Sir, how to affirm this big test, can let Qi Jingchun this context completely cut off the incense."
Cui Wei picked a brow and turned to look at Wu Hao. He smiled and said: "Don't you hear it, is Qi Jingchun the same brother? As his brother, I used to replace the gentleman who went out to study. Confucian classics, for three years, so why is his avenue, I will not know Cui Wei?"
Cui Wei walked out of the pool and whispered: "The gentleman, the heart of the red heart... But this is the case, but Qi Jingchun is a good guy. He has two natal words. If it is not dead here, it may be that there is no one before. The three-character life is dead, he is not dead, who is dead?"
Cui Wei went to the door. "I am going to make such a big game for the public. It’s such a small thing. It’s so small."
Cui Wei raised his hand and pressed his thumb against the index finger. He said, "If this is still lost..."
In the end, the words that Cui Wei said were insignificant.
Cui Wei just opened the door and stepped across the threshold. He suddenly stopped his body. The Dagu State teacher, who originally wanted to buy wine and drink, suddenly felt as if drinking did not mean anything.
So he finally sat on the threshold.
Wu Hao and Cui Minghuang looked at the slightly slender young boy's back, and they didn't know what happened.
Cui Wei put her hands in her sleeves, bent over and looked at the house across the street. The cheap black and white two-tone door god, the content of the vulgar Spring Festival couplets, the ugly blessings posted.
Cui Wei said to himself: "Qi Jingchun, you will still be disappointed in the end."
I don’t know where I’m going, I’m gently screaming with a smile,
This way.

Cui Wei was indifferent to this and still looked straight into the distance and nodded: "At that time, I will drink again."