Cui Ju is really a person who can find trouble.
The two elders of the previous dynasty had both sinned for him, and Cui Xie, the son, could not run away, and almost resigned because of guilt. Before Mr. Cui returned to the countryside to keep filial piety, because he was still a fourth-rank official, and there were many officials, gentlemen and famous people in the village who came to talk to him, he was shy to save face; but this time he was dismissed because of a crime, and no serious person would be willing to talk to him in the future. After coming and going, who knows what kind of monsters he can make
When he is out of filial piety, he returns to live in Qian'an City, and sees that the boss of Ju Anzhai is the old Cui Yuan, the family member he used to use. Will he use his old master status and his own son's power to bully Cui Yuan
If the shopkeeper Ji was in the village, Cui Xie would not be afraid of anything, but Cui Yuan was a bit ignorant and loyal.
He was planning to take advantage of Cui Ju's filial piety to completely move the head office into Beijing, leaving no printing craftsmen in the old shop, only some new recruits. But now Xie Ying is willing to help him suppress Cui Ju, with the means he has done for so many years of Jin Yiwei, what can he be worried about
Cui Xie never actually went to the prison, what came to mind was the hero in the movie being tied to a wooden shelf by the villain, his face covered in blood from the whip, and someone pouring cold water on him.
If the hero in the play was replaced with the face of the Cui family, he would be covered in blood...
Whoops, it's pretty cool!
Then Xie Ying is the big boss of execution. If he put on a tight-fitting black suit and pinched his waist, a beam of light from the side would cast a deep shadow on his face, and then he casually fiddled with his fingers and ordered his subordinates to torture—
Thinking of his sullen and mysterious appearance that he had never seen before, Cui Xie's heart beat a little faster, he hugged Xie Ying's waist hard, and put his face in his arms. After a while, he relaxed his strength and raised his head: "Let's continue watching the blockbuster, and ask you to comfort me a few words, I'm afraid I'll be reluctant to let you go."
Wouldn't it be nice not to let go? No matter how good the person in the painting is, it is not as good as this living person who can be seen and touched in his arms.
But that picture was also drawn for him by Cui Xie, and it was the scene when they first met. Xie Ying also wanted to go through the original scene again, so she let go of Cui Xie and sat back in front of the box to take a serious look.
Cui Xie pulled the rope beside him, and pulled to change a picture. There were only eight pictures in total, and he could only draw the key points of the dangerous and dangerous situation that day.
But... how come this picture doesn't look like what happened that day? Xie Ying stared at the picture in the box with one eye, and watched the old events he remembered in the painting take a different path. After Xie Qianhu in the painting took over the master Xu, Cui Xie was not directly injured because of his injuries. After being sent to the inn, he stood up energetically, walked up to him, and held his hand.
Cui Xie's leisurely voice came from above the cabinet: "Cui Gongzi thanked Qianhu: I am poor, and I can't repay the kindness of saving my life.
Xie Zhenfu replied: "I can't ask for it."
The two of them missed a few years at the beginning, but in this play, they didn't have to miss it for a moment. Mr. Cui fell in love with Xie Qianhu, who had saved his life. Xie Qianhu agreed immediately. This is a good story that people like.
He twisted his body, raised his hand to touch the table, grabbed the hem of Cui Xie's clothes and pulled it into his arms: "Young Master Cui wants to show mercy to this thousand households, but Xie does not dare to refuse, so I feel ashamed. now…”
Cui Xie was still holding the rope in his hand, and he caught him off guard and pulled it to his lap, and hurriedly shouted: "There is still a paragraph. And after Xie Qianhu and Cui Gongzi were together, wait for me to change the picture and finish it. Say it again."
Xie Ying also stood up and watched Cui Xie open the lid of the box and adjust the position of the pictures on the upper and lower floors. The new picture Yingyingchaochuo is just two people who are close to each other. The people are still glued together with several layers of thick paper and float on the base map, which is different from the complete set of stories just now.
After closing the lid of the box, Cui Xie stopped standing at the table telling him a book, but sat quietly in his arms, looking sideways at the nearest lens.
Xie Ying also put her face up and looked at the painting in the box.
Looking from the outside of the lens, the feeling is not the same as looking at the top of the box. The edge of the picture is slightly deformed. From above, it is just a small picture of a character with thick paper glued on the back, and it feels like a living and independent picture. . Just the two of them standing in the flower hall, the garden, the bedroom, the foothills... In different environments, their postures and movements are almost the same, but their faces gradually change - from the young man when they first met to the white-haired old man.
They spent their entire lives in just a few pictures, as if they had really been together like this for a lifetime.
Xie Ying took her eyes away from the lenses, her heart was almost overflowing with love, and she leaned into his ear and said, "If your servants don't come here, we won't wait until the night, okay?"
He said "Okay?", his hand had already passed through Cui Xieyi, and he slowly opened the straps that tied his underwear. Cui Xie sent the house so clean just so that he could do it anytime. He didn't even care to let go of the rope in his hand, so he grabbed his arm that stretched out to his chest and said, "Well, don't worry... I have already ordered it. People will come to deliver meals after dark."
Now that there is still a lot of work left before dinner, Xie Ying naturally follows suit. Cui Xie made him move so unconsciously that he pulled out his waist, the side of his neck just pressed against the cold crystal, he shuddered suddenly, his arms swayed again and again under the touch behind him, the rope in his hand held the wheel in the box, and behind the crystal mirror, he shivered. Transform a picture.
The pictures changed too fast, and they turned into afterimages in the window, and occasionally the people in the pictures were delusional, and they gradually grew old and returned to youth.
Cui Xie grabbed the rope as if he was holding something that could support his body. He didn't dare to let go, and pulled the rope to reach the window lattice. His upper body was neatly tidy, the net towel and hat were tightly bundled, but his face was slightly red, his hands trembled and he stretched out into the courtyard, grabbing the window sash with all his strength and pulling it back.
The gasping sound was drowned in the wind, the white translucent oil paper blocked the light outside the window, and also suppressed the sound in the room, only a few drops of sweat made a series of soft sounds on the wooden box. Xie Ying put one hand on the box, blocked the edge of the box for him, supported his waist and sat back on the large official chair, wrapped the person in his arms, and whispered the story of Xie Zhenfu's winding path to explore the secluded place. .
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After watching the small play at home, it is the big play of Jinyiwei by Gaobaihu Pai.
Gao Baihu wrapped up the Huangjia Garden, and the layout was similar to the two general elections in Ju Anzhai. The shopkeeper Ji was invited to help with the details, and he specially invited the Qing tea shop with the best relationship with Jin Yiwei to set up a stall. He even copied Cui Xie's tickets for the two general elections for the theater, and asked Ju Anzhai to help print the colored portraits of Xie Zhenfu, Cui Hanlin, and 14,000 households as tickets.
Since he is going to invite a related household, naturally Cui Xie is also in the ranks. Now that Cui Xie is a Hanlin, if Gao Baihu invites him again, he can't just ask someone to hand him a post, but he personally brings the post and the courtesy to his door, and asks him to appreciate it.
Cui Xie was still close to him and said with a smile, "Master Gao invites me, how can I not go? Not only will I go alone, but I will also invite more acquaintances and friends, so please send me a few more invitations."
Among his relatives and friends, there must be Zhang Guozhang and two national uncles!
The godfather of Gaobaihu is trying to follow the path of the queen, how can he not be a son? He patted his chest and said, "I have to think carefully if others want my posts. Only Brother Cui wants to have as much as I want. Even if there are no posts, no one in my family will recognize Cui Hanlin's handsome face of Pan An and Song Yu! Whoever you bring in is a distinguished guest!"
Cui Xie was no longer polite to him: "Then I will bring dozens of people in then, so that everyone can open their eyes and see the magic skills that Brother Gao brought out of the palace."
Gao Baihu laughed so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes, he said a few words of false modesty, and left the Cui family with a grin.
Cui Xie gave Xie Ying a few copies, and the authors of the Hanlin Academy sent enough for their whole family to go together, and invited the same year and fellow villagers, together with the two disciples and the disciple's father.
Zhang Guozhang's family is now a status that everyone wants to flatter, but because of their high status, Gao Baihu can't reach them, and if they can get them, they disdain to see such a play that an ordinary sergeant can go in and watch. When Cui Xie came to give him a theater ticket, Zhang Guozhang was also very happy. He let him have a drink and dinner, and said with emotion: "When we were studying together in the Hanlin Academy, how close were our classmates? I am now the country's husband. , the old friends are alienated - some want to use my identity to study upwards, some cherish the clear name, and do not want to associate with my relatives... You still take our Zhang family as the former Zhang family. "
Cui Xie comforted: "Brother Zhang is now the country's husband, and every move is tied to the empress and even the emperor. Naturally, it is more difficult than others. Brother Zhang only said that I have not changed, but my attitude has actually changed when dealing with your family. Otherwise, I would have forced Heling and the Trillium brothers to study, do paperwork, and mock exams, where would I tell them to see the theater tickets?"
Zhang Guozhang suddenly remembered his old ambitions, drank a glass of wine, clapped the invitation card in his hand, and said, "If my family is the same as before, these two puppies want to play truancy and go to the theater, see if I don't break their legs! "
The two Zhang Guojiu were serving wine, and after hearing the ruthless words of their father and teacher, thinking about the pain that the two uncles had to write when even Xie Zhenfu got home, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, wishing they could enter immediately. Gong knelt down and kowtowed to the emperor's brother-in-law three times, thanked him for marrying their eldest sister, and pulled the brothers-in-law out of the mountains to learn.
It's a pity that they were fortunate too early, and Teacher Cui was not willing to let them go.
The two of them wanted to pour more wine to get their elders drunk and fool them with reading and writing, but unexpectedly, Teacher Cui became more sober the more they drank, thinking of their sister, Queen Zhang, who was pregnant and giving birth, pointed at them and said, "The Queen is about to give birth. Yu Yuanzi, the Heling brothers will become Yuanzi's uncle in the future. Yuanzi has no brothers, and there are only eunuchs in the palace. Their brothers can often enter the palace, and they spend more time with Yuanzi than others, so they have to know better than others. Book Da Li, so as to guide Yuanzi to learn—
"My family has the Book of Rites, and my younger brother is not good at teaching them. But I remember that Wang Sheng and Wang Xiu wrote the Shi'an Master to administer the "Li" scripture. I will ask for a few copies for them. Lectures come."
The two national uncles were so frightened that they threw away the jugs, hugged the teacher's thigh and said, "Sir, we really know how to teach Yuanzi to read! We can teach it without studying the "Rituals" with Zhuangyuan, really, sir We all remembered how to teach us how to do exam papers, write essays, and write reviews, and make sure that Motoko will have endless questions!"
Zhang Guozhang didn't care about his two sons, but just stared at Cui Xie with bright eyes, and asked with a smile, "He Zhong knows that the queen's child is definitely a prince, not a princess? If others say I don't believe it, If you say it, I will believe it is true, and tomorrow I will ask the old wife to enter the palace to comfort the empress!"
Cui Xie felt that Zhang Guozhang's words were a bit strange and seemed a bit superstitious... But Empress Zhang was indeed born to Ming Wuzong Zhu Houzhao, and history should not be wrong. He responded vaguely and turned around to persuade the two disciples to study.