Chapter 62 Living Ancestor
If the rivers could flow backwards and time could flow back, the young emperor would definitely choose to stop himself from being the one who gave Cuju balls to his sister without knowing whether to live or die!
The young emperor wanted to say to Gu Nanxi: "Sister, use your magical power. Why hurt the enemy a thousand and lose yourself eight hundred?"
If money can buy time, sacrifice Wine is willing to use all his wealth to exchange for half a stick of incense. He will definitely control his mouth and not say a word!
The water of the river flows eastwards.
Gold and silver, in the face of time, are just a bunch of common things.
In Baichuan Academy, all the civil and military officials are like wooden stakes stuck in the courtyard, not daring to move.
The young emperor sat stiffly on the round pier, his eyes unconsciously glancing at the old man who was wiping his face with a handkerchief.
The sacrificial wine curled its neck like a quail.
Among all the people present, except for the old man, the only one who felt most at ease was Li Daniu.
"Ignorant people are fearless." Jijiu wished that he could be an ignorant person.
It took three pots of hot water before the old man washed his hands and face.
The down-and-out dirty old man instantly turned into a fair and handsome old man.
Unfortunately, the years of wind and frost have finally left their mark on his face.
"Beheaded? To set an example? An old beggar? Not worthy of being Gu Nanxi's adoptive father?" The old man leaned on the rose chair, picked up the teacup, and blew gently.
The sacrificial wine man on the side was sweating like rain, and the flying knife from the previous moment was like a boomerang, piercing his body hard.
The old man hummed: "Gu Nanxi recognizes me as his adoptive father. I want to see if the coffin board of the boy from the Gu family can be covered!"
"Can it be covered? ! You can cover it! If you are willing to be my adoptive father, you can cover it with the emperor's plan!" the young emperor said with a flattering smile.
The old man glanced at the emperor, then looked at the sacrificial wine: "What is the law? I don't remember when I taught you that you can make a decision so easily without going through three rounds. "Crime!"
Jijiu stood unsteadily and knelt down with a thud: "Teacher, I was wrong."
"In the past, when you graduated from Taixue, I once asked you, what did you learn? Do you still remember?"
"Establish a heart for the world, establish a destiny for the people, carry on the unique knowledge for the saints, and There will be peace for all eternity. "It's shameful to sacrifice wine.
The old man’s words were like a skinning knife, peeling off the layers of gorgeous skin he had covered one by one in public.
“If you cherish your passion and cherish it diligently, it will turn into blue waves even if you spill it. Some people’s blood is like the waves of the vast sea, one wave after another. Some people’s blood is like the smelly water bubbles, breeding flies, mosquitoes, and snakes. "Insect."
The old man looked at the sacrificial wine with sharp eyes: "Would you rather be that blue sea or that smelly ditch?"
Jijiu was like a little demon that had been beaten back to its original shape, trembling: "Thank you for your teachings. I, I..."
Seeing that Jijiu couldn't make up his mind for a long time, the old man said in disappointment: "That's all, let me tell you. What's there to say to the lackey? Why doesn't he dare to come to see me?"
The young emperor had starry eyes and reminded in a low voice: "Master Cui, we did not know it was you in advance."
All the civil and military officials nodded. If he had known that Mrs. Yongchang Hou invited this great god, I would rather claim to be sick and be reprimanded by the Holy Spirit at home than go through this!
I'm going to pee in fear!
This Mrs. Yongchang Hou is really just a Baichuan Academy. Why sacrifice this divine sword?
And this sacrificial wine, he couldn’t even recognize his mentor, giving Mrs. Yongchang Hou a chance to recognize her adoptive father!
The civil and military officials really felt that it would be better to resurrect General Gu! General Gu is much gentler than this great god!
The old man looked at the young emperor, his wise eyes piercing the emperor's heart: "Emperor Taizu, a slaying sword can be used in all directions. Gods come to kill Buddhas, and ghosts block and kill ghosts. Only then can the Kyushu be ruled and restored. The mountains and rivers of China.” The young emperor listened to the instructions.
Old man: "There is a record in "Notes on Taizu's Daily Life". Fan Xianggong asked Taizu that the third prince was gentle and kind, and all the ministers obeyed him and respected him as a wise king. Why did he make the eldest prince the prince?"
The young emperor couldn't answer.
The old man closed his eyes and seemed to see the grand scene of the Zhou Dynasty army devouring mountains and rivers: "Taizong said that when the dynasty was first established and ghosts were rampant, the successor must not only have the heart of a Bodhisattva, but also have thunderous means. ”
The old man looked at the young emperor and swallowed the sigh in his throat: "I don't want to curse at the beautiful scenery at this beautiful time. You go away!"
All civil and military officials were pardoned, but even the emperor didn't care. , and ran away in a hurry.
The young emperor's footsteps were very heavy as he left, feeling trapped in a quagmire and unable to break free.
"Master Cui, in the past, you criticized the sky, the earth, and the air. You once angered the late emperor for three days, and you didn't give up until the late emperor bowed his head and admitted his mistake. Why are you so gentle to me today? Let me go? Could it be that I am so unbearable that you don’t even bother to scold me?”
Gu Nanxi is convinced, little emperor, do you dare to take off the filter and see the world again?
This Mr. Cui is clearly trying to pre-empt others by using his reputation to make you forget his desolate state!
Why are you so eager to scold me? !
The old man flicked his sleeves and walked to the opposite window, leaving behind his fluttering back to everyone: "You can't keep yesterday's day, and today's day is full of worries. I am no longer the me of the old year, who appears in front of you. It’s a brand new me!”
Su Xuanming and others, as well as Song Da in the corner, opened their eyes suddenly!
Right! !
If the old doesn’t go, the new won’t come!
So that’s what it means!
Sure enough, Master Cui's arrival was not an accident, it was really planned by Mrs. Yongchang Hou!
Song Daru was half-pricked by a needle and could not sit still.
The little emperor bowed deeply to the old man: "Whether it's the old you or the new you, I will definitely work hard to become a qualified emperor, so that one day you can scold the late emperor just like you did. Me!”
Song Da doesn’t care who the old man wants to scold, he just wants to reveal the mystery that has puzzled the people of Kyoto for a long time!
As soon as the young emperor left, Song Da sneaked out of Baichuan Academy, mounted his beloved mule, waved his impressive whip, and ran straight to Fuquan Tea House.
"Brothers and sisters! The old will not go, the new will not come, the mystery is solved!!"
The melon-eaters who had been waiting at Fuquan Tea House for a long time immediately cheered up.
“Oh, I thought this was going to become an unsolved mystery, but I didn’t expect it. There will be a day when it will be solved!”
“Song Da, come forward quickly! Tell me! Waiter, give Song Da a quick one. A pot of tea and a variety of refreshments, please charge them to my account!"
Song Da washed his hands in the copper basin handed over by the boy, and then wiped the dust off his face with a white handkerchief. Then he spoke with a smile.
"Do you know what caused the commotion between the Holy Emperor and your ministers today?"
The pot-bellied tea guest threw a silver coin on the table: "Don't sell it, tell me!"
Song Da picked up the silver , the words are concise and concise: "Because Mr. Cui is back!"
It is recorded in "Notes on the Daily Life of Taizu" that Fan Xianggong asked Taizu that the third prince was gentle and kind, and all the ministers obeyed him and respected him as a wise king. , why should we make the eldest prince the prince?
This story was made up by me, don’t look for this book...
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