MTL - Peerless-Chapter 104

When Cui Yong heard Yu Yinqin, Wu Fengxiao sneezed.

"No, I'm very wrong." He rubbed his nose.

Cui didn't go but was in a good mood: "You have been wrong since last night, what the **** is wrong?"

Feng Xiao hummed: "Nothing is right."

Cui didn't go and didn't ask much: "I didn't expect that Cui Yong would take out Yu Yinqin as a color head. Are you planning to steal it or steal it?"

Feng Xiao looked at the piano from afar, and with his eyesight, he didn't have to look closely to see the piano.

Cui Yong fiddled with her fingers a little, and the sound of the piano came out, touching the heart.

It really is a good piano.

A good piano can be played in the hands of those who are proficient in music theory, and can play the sounds of nature. In the hands of those with deep internal forces, he can even play an unexpected effect.

Although Yu Yin is not the first piano in the world, for Feng Xiao, it is not necessary to get it, but now that I have encountered it, I am close at hand, and I do n’t have it, it ’s a pity.

He wondered how to get the piano, and raised his eyebrows when he heard it: "What? I can't stand out by poetry, so Cui Yong had to give me the piano?"

Cui did not go a little surprised: "I did not expect that the owner of Fengfu still had the talent to overtake everyone present. Could you let me smell it first?"

Feng Xiao chuckled: "I have a poem worth a phonograph. If I listen to it first, what can you give me?"

Cui didn't go silent for a moment: "Cui has two sleeves and a breeze, you still have to wait for a while."

At this point, Cui Yong's speech had stirred up thousands of waves.

Although there are people who are not good at martial arts, it does not prevent everyone from listening to Yu Yinqin ’s name. Even if they have not heard it, the piano that Cui Yong can use as a colorful head must be a famous piano. Now, Even the people who originally looked at the lively mentality began to think of amazing poems in their hearts.

Cui Yongzhang laughed. While talking with Jun Shou, her eyes were intentionally or unintentionally.

Cui didn't notice, and Feng Xiao had already seen it.

"You see him scared by you, like a bird that is frightened by a bow. When are you going to give him a good time?" Feng Xiao teased.

"Wait a moment." Cui's gaze fell on the other person, and he walked towards Cui Yong, but his wrist was caught by Feng Xiao, but he had no choice but to turn around and explain honestly, "This new county guard, It was also one of those deceased. "

At that time, there was no one left in the Yu family, and everyone in the Cui family had met.

The electric light fire, Feng Xiao recalled the story that Cui did not tell, and thought of a character.

"... Brother Yu's?"

Cui did not prod: "Yu Province lost his life in a young age, Yu ’s father showed his talents to him, so he accepted him as a disciple, and taught him carefully, but he left a book in a Japanese province and went missing. In fact, he traveled north and south. Later, he was recommended as an official, changed his name to Yuan Sansi, and took the name of the word. He started from Huoxian county magistrate and moved to the current Boling County guard.

Maybe, Yuan Province just happened to be transferred here. Perhaps, he quietly returned to visit his relatives that year, only to hear about Yu's affairs, and then he went into the career path in hope that he could help Yu's gas. These are not important anymore. If Cui is not there, he will always start and end, but since the only deceased who was absent in the year also appeared, it is normal for him to see him in the past and ask him something about the biological mother.

Feng Xiao let go of her hand and waved like a kitten and puppies: "Go, go, this one is going to show a poem."

Cui didn't go and was very skeptical of this sentence, and looked at him for a while before turning away.

Feng Xiao shook her fan and smiled toward the crowd.

"May flowers are burning ..."

A young man in a white belt and a black belt was singing loudly, and someone was struggling to write down, writing down all the people's poetry and songs.

Several local celebrities were deduced for comment, one of whom was an official who worshipped the former imperial imperial doctor, and was one of the leaders of the northern literary world.

Although durian is the name, the poems and songs are not limited to durians. They are talented, delicious and delicious. There is no question about it. If anyone has to be creative, write some regretful poems and verses, as long as they are outstanding, I do n’t have to worry about being famous.

Everyone tried everything, racked their brains, and meditated hard. They wrote the masterpiece well in the morning and chanted it in order to get the eyes of the famous person today. If those who already have poetry names, they must naturally excel. Live up to expectations.

After finishing his poem, the young scholar waited nervously for his predecessors to comment, and the old men did not lose face, only smiled: "It is beautiful and pleasant, it is the best choice."

Upon hearing this, the gentleman knew that he was implicitly saying that his poems were mediocre, not to mention whether he was competing for the top three, and whether he could be among the top ten. He was a little sad, but he didn't dare to make a second. Give way to latecomers.

Writing poetry and writing such a thing really depends on some talent. If those rhetoric are gorgeously piled up, everyone will memorize a few more books, and even if they ca n’t learn God, they can also write dots. It ’s the only thing that makes people praise However, since the Wei and Jin Dynasties, there have been only a few people including San Cao and Xie Lingyun.

It was during such a grand event that someone stood out and the voice passed into the ears of every participant.

"A certain talent, at first sight Yu Yinqin, there are also poems offered, if it meets the conditions proposed by Cui Weng, please ask Cui Weng not to be stubborn."

The person who spoke was Feng Xiao, and many people only felt their eyes light up. The other person's face jumped into the picture like a phoenix, and the spring was bright and the garden was brilliant.

Cui Yong frowned slightly.

He just saw that Cui did n’t go to talk to Xinjun Shou, but he could n’t stop him. He could only let Cui Dalang go and watch. If the other party said something that should n’t be said, he would have to stop and drag people down. Afterwards, he pleaded guilty to Junshou afterwards, but he did not expect that Cui did not go there, and Feng Xiao came out again.

The two of them alone can't do anything. Even if the past is revealed in front of everyone, Cui Yong has a way to deal with it, but it is such a rule that makes Cui Yong feel difficult to control.

Everyone is extremely tolerant of beauty, and the white-haired old man who was once a doctor of Yu Bozhong was not exempt from vulgarity, and joked: "If this little friend really has amazing works, it is Cui Wengzhen, and I will **** the piano to give you . "

Feng Xiao groaned with a smile: "Thank you so much. What I did was a song of five."

The old man bowed his head: "Listen to your ears."

Everyone else also raised their ears, and wanted to hear what the handsome young man could do about the masterpieces of weeping ghosts and gods.

Then Feng Xiao's thin lips opened slightly, and slowly groaned, "The Mayflower is burning, and the great event of Boling opens. All the virtuous people fame and fame, I come for the rest."

silence.

Awkward silence.

Even Chunying forgot the crying silence.

Everyone maintained the expression of listening to poems a moment ago, and the smile was dull on his face before he could take it back.

It ’s a pity that since Cui ’s convening, they have never heard such a bad five!

This can no longer be called Wu Jue, at best it can only be called a poem for poems, or the one with a fairly mediocre level.

I was shocked, but Yan was not at all.

Where is this stupid? How could you feel ugly at the communication with such a degrading thing?

Lian Fangcai, the white-haired old man who had a very good impression of Feng Xiao, also held a very good culture and barely smiled: "The poem of the little friend, uh, it is unsatisfactory, there is room for improvement, and more practice is usually required. "

Cui Yong almost laughed off his big teeth, and said that Cui would not find the helper, is this kind of silver-like gun head?

Feng Xiao didn't feel embarrassed at all, and said innocently: "Cui Weng Fang didn't say that, the best in the field, I can get a gift from the rest. Why did I make it now, and you just talked about it?"

Cui Yongdan said indifferently: "Only your essay that is not even a poem, if you are the old one today and give you the rest, I am afraid that someone else will think you are a grandson I have never met."

The crowd laughed, and Cui Weng was all funny.

Feng Xiao didn't take it seriously: "Wenwu has no first, Wu has no second. The so-called good poems are different from others, but no one can serve them, but everyone can see the bad poems. You just said that the audience is the best. I didn't say whether it was the best or the worst, and I'm not breaking the rules. "

Cui Yong drew his lips and said, "This boy, don't want to be embarrassed, go."

Everyone looked at Feng Xiao's eyes a little strangely, either because he thought there was something wrong with his mind, or that he deliberately tried to win the favor, and the sword walked away to get attention.

However, Feng Xiao didn't even care about it, and still smiled. Cui Yong let him go, and he really waved the fan away. Her own ladies who didn't care about his poems surrounded him in groups and asked Dong Wenxi. Many men are jealous.

The new Jun Morimoto thought twice about the sick young man in front of him, waved his hand, and stepped back and left the attendants.

"You have something to tell me?"

Originally, a commoner could not talk to Jun Shou face-to-face so easily.

But today is a cultural meeting, and most of the attendees are literati. Since the county guards have fun with the people, naturally they can't put on a shelf.

And most importantly, when he saw Cui not going, he was inexplicably face-to-face, and could vaguely remember his old friend.

Cui did not bow his head: "After a while, there will be a lively event, the county guard does not need to intervene, just watch, and I have something to discuss with you afterwards, please be calm and don't rush away."

Yuan Sansi was very puzzled, and didn't care about his rudeness: "What's hilarious?"

Cui didn't go to look at Cui Dalang who was walking, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Cui's family communicates with the excitement of the Southern Dynasty."

In Cui's opinion, Cui didn't go to stand in front of Jun Shou, and his expressions and attitudes were unspeakable.

The other party has no official position, no family background, but talks to Jun Shou, but he is not overly humble, and even some upper peaks mean to subordinates.

But as soon as he approached, he heard the phrase, "Cui's Private Business in the Southern Dynasties," and his face was pale.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Cui Dalang shouted subconsciously.

Yuan Sansi was also surprised, his eyes moved between the two, he was very smart, and didn't rush to speak before he could understand the matter.

But care is chaotic, and Cui Dalang has no peace of mind.

Cui did not smile a little: "If you are nonsense, you have to ask yourself. Is this what you did alone, or what Cui Yongming did, and other members of the Cui family have also participated, and frankly, you are now There is still a chance, but in a little more time, maybe it will. "

Cui Dalang reluctantly settled his words and said with gratitude: "Ajie, I know, because of your childhood, you hate the Cui family, but there are so many Cui families, not only for your mother's reputation, but also to protect you. Your life is open to the public, can you bear those rumors and give pointers? "

Yuan Sansi couldn't help but jack up: "What do you say? What reputation and experience?"

Cui didn't raise his lips, with a rare kindness: "You still don't know the old name of Xinjun Shou? He was originally called Yuan Sheng. He was a disciple of my grandfather, and also the younger Yu family who left home. A silent brother. "

He said, it was no accident to see the two people startled inexplicably.

Yuan Sansi is for the Yu family in his mouth, and Cui Dalang is naturally because of Yuan Sansi's identity.

It was thought that old things were buried under the loess, and this day no longer saw the sky. Who would have expected that one day the deceased would reunite, and the dead would still be alive, and those who had disappeared would have changed their looks.

For a long while, Cui Dalang looked dumb, but in fact he had already set off a stormy sea.

Cui didn't go but didn't give him a chance to think about it, and laughed again: "Since you missed the last chance to confess, you must blame me for being ruthless."

Before Cui Dake finished the sentence, he heard Cui not raise his voice: "Come out!"

Who comes out?

Where do you come from?

Cui Dalang slowed down for a while, then looked around, but saw Yuanzi suddenly burst out of a group of Xuanyi guards, silent, so Cui did not go to his eyes, kneeling on one knee.

Cui did not go coldly: "How is it going?"

"Eunuch, everything is done." The headed person pleaded, and in the past two days, he asked Cui not to secretly order, and went to the nearest Tancheng city to transfer a large number of Zuo Yuewei, so that at this moment, he would wipe out the Cui family. .

Cui did not bring two Zuo Yuewei over, one went to mobilize manpower, and the other sneaked into the Cui's house last night to look for evidence. Because Cui didn't identify himself, the Cui family felt uneasy and had no time to watch. Zuo Yuewei is more likely to succeed and successfully complete the task.

"Surround the garden, take down Cui Da, and let them take you to Cui Da's study room and search." Cui was not satisfied.

Cui Dalang didn't realize that this was not a dream until his left and right arms were twisted back.

"Let me go! Let me go! Cui Jie, you are a bad boy!"

The movement of Zuo Yuewei and the cry of Cui Dalang finally caught everyone's attention. Cui Yong got the news and hurried to her, terrified: "Let him go, what do you want to do!"

Cui did not carelessly find a token, turned around between his fingers, threw it to Zuo Yuewei, and the other side showed it in front of Yuan Sansi and Cui Yong.

"His Majesty His Excellency His Majesty Zuo Yuezheng, who was ordered to investigate the case of the Cui family and the Southern Dynasties, has been found to have secretly subsidized the Linchuan Academy of the Southern Dynasty since four years ago. Years ago, the assassination of a student from Linchuan Academy, Yue Gu, passed by Boling on the occasion of his escape, and Cui Yi was kept in hiding for a few days. One year ago, the north was severely drought, and there were countless victims. However, Cui Yun and Yue Gou secretly conspired to spread the rumors that the court had no intention of rescuing the disaster and allowed the victims to survive on their own. Another group of Yue Gou and the people in the green forest robbed the food south, leaving the victims with no food to eat.

With every word he said, Cui Dalang's face turned whiter.

Cui Yong looked at his eldest son in disbelief.

The Cui family has been operating for several generations. Even if the dynasty is changed, the foundation cannot be shaken, because no matter which dynasty's emperor sat on the river, they need talents, and Cui's talents are the source of the family's gatekeepers.

The separation between the north and the south, the situation is turbulent, and many heroic generations have emerged. They want to stir the world with their own strength. Many families have their own positions. In the Cui Yong generation, he saw that the Emperor Sui had a rough idea, but he also tended to the North Dynasty. Among the several sons, only Cui Wei was expected to be in office, and he focused on the cultivation of the eldest son, Pei Fei. Who knew that the eldest son would do such things silently!

Cui Wei's expression reaction showed that Cui did not go wrong without wronging him.

The crowd was inexplicably surprised, and deterred by the power of Zuo Yuewei, he was afraid to speak for a moment.

And Cui Buqi, who was surrounded by Zuo Yuewei, was inexplicably inscrutable.

Cui Xiu originally saw his elder brother approaching Cui Bugo, fearing that he would embarrass the latter, and wanted to help the siege in the past, but he caught sight of the scene with a jerk.

Cui Jiuniang, who was standing next to Feng Xiao and talking to him, turned to Feng Xiao confusedly at this time.

"He is Zuo Yueshi, then who are you?"

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