The Book of Troubled Times Chapter 657

Chapter 657 I'll give you a new sword spirit. Either way?

It was still the same garden pavilion as last time. Cui Wenjing still stood by the pavilion with her hands behind her hands and looked at the flowing water.

The difference is that back then Cui Yuanyang didn't even dare to come in to listen, but this time when many guards stopped him and shouted "Miss, please don't come in", Cui Yuanyang kicked him over and angrily dragged Zhao Changhe all the way into the garden. No one dares to stop me again.

Zhao Changhe was smiling all the way. He was vaguely worried that Yangyang would be put under house arrest and cry, but now it seems that he should not underestimate his rabbit. The stupid look of huddled in the corner with his knees in the rain has changed. Gone forever...

It's right to say that the next generation of each family has long been in decline. Cui Yuanyong, Cui Yuanyang brother and sister, are rare in the younger generation who can both be recognized by Qinghe Sword. They also have war experience, which is very important to each family. The clan is a treasure and can be regarded as the pillar of support for the next few decades. When their father is the leader of the clan, it is not easy to be ostracized by someone who is mentally retarded...

 Perhaps they have begun to enter the center of family power now, but not everyone can be bullied casually.

 Cui Yuanyang didn't say much to Zhao Changhe on the way, he just held his hand and walked into the garden aggressively. He didn't look like his lover came to propose marriage, it was like he was trying to steal the marriage, which made Zhao Changhe want to laugh.

 On the other hand, Cui Wenjing, who was as handsome as jade and very elegant in the past, is now slightly stooped when standing by the pavilion looking at the running water. From the rear, there are already a lot of white hairs on his head.

Hearing the little man and woman approaching, Cui Wenjing said calmly: "When I came back from fighting in Yanmen, Yuan Yong had his mother in his mouth. After being punished for several months, he finally got better, and when he came out, he was in the military again. This time, it was not just Yuan Yong's mouth. My mother can't change her ways, and even Yangyang has started to become turbulent. It's really unfortunate for our family.”

 Zhao Changhe: “…”

Cui Yuanyang said angrily: "Don't do this! If I were not fierce, some people would drag me into confinement. What did I do wrong that I should be detained? Huh? I can't beat them to death. I..."

Cui Wenjing said calmly: "You dare to say the words 'his mother's surname is not Cui' after it, and see if your father dares to put you in solitary confinement. Do you really think that I am dead, can you be lawless?"

 Cui Yuanyang: “…I, Brother Zhao, am here and I won't say bad words.”

 Zhao Changhe finally laughed out loud.

 “Sit down. There is tea on the table, and you can entertain Brother Zhao yourself.” Cui Wenjing still did not look back.

Cui Yuanyang curled his lips and pulled Zhao Changhe to sit on the stone table in the pavilion.

Zhao Changhe shook his head and motioned not to sit down, but walked to Cui Wenjing and stood side by side with him, looking at the water together.

This is the scene of the conversation between Weng and his son-in-law back then. What Cui Wenjing said back then was, what qualifications do you have to be by my side?

Now that Zhao Changhe is standing here, in the eyes of the maids and guards watching from a distance, this is simply a matter of course. Putting aside other identities, Zhao Changhe is now second in the Troubled Times Ranking. Although he is still one spot behind Cui Wenjing, the actual ranking difference is only three places, and he is clearly a figure of the same level.

And few others doubt whether Zhao Changhe is qualified to be on the Heavenly Ranking. Most of what he lacks is just a battle. If he fails, he can just get it from Cui Wenjing...

Cui Yuanyang also remained silent and sat behind him with his chin in his hands, listening to the conversation between Brother Zhao and his father.

The first person to speak was Zhao Changhe: "Uncle seems to be still in poor health."

 Cui Yuanyang was startled. Is his father okay? I can't see it on weekdays...

 Cui Wenjing sighed: "The injury is healed...but since he suffered such a serious near-death injury, it has a great impact on his body. After recovering from the injury, he obviously feels that he is much older and his energy is poor."

Zhao Changhe raised his head and thought for a while, and then sighed: "Yes... Back then, my father always thought that his body was as strong as iron. He got a serious illness, and he aged a lot afterwards."

 In the past, others thought his father was Xia Longyuan, but now that he said this, others thought he was the one who died in Zhaocuo... Cui Wenjing did not feel disobedient, but sighed: "I didn't expect that a small place like Zhaocuo could really have a genius like you."

 Zhao Changhe: “…”

 Our Zhaocuo is very big...

Cui Wenjing sighed: "People say that daughters are little cotton-padded jackets. At times like this, daughters **** and pee in front of the bed. As a result, no one can be seen. Afterwards, they bark louder than anyone else. I really don't know where the evil heart comes from. cotton."

“…I was fighting at that time.” Cui Yuanyang muttered, his voice much softer.

Although they were fighting at that time, they really didn't pay much attention to their father's obvious aging afterwards, and he didn't even pay much attention to it... Little Rabbit scratched his head, feeling like there was something... Well, because he had just come back from the war for two days. The fight just ended... Cui Wenjing said: "Do you think you have to go into battle? Is there really no one left in the Cui family?"

Cui Yuanyang was stunned for a moment before hearing his father continue: "I am deliberately cultivating your power and personal guards under your absolute control. Because sometimes... my father may not be able to fully stand on your side, and must give you some support in advance. At a certain point, for example, if someone in the Cui family wants to force you to do something, you have the confidence to speak loudly. It is best if even your father cannot force you. It would be better if the Qinghe Sword is still there. If you are in charge of Qinghe, no one can I don't dare to force you.”

Cui Yuanyang was completely dumbfounded and was speechless for a long time.

"In addition, if the Cui family has to fall out with someone, you can leave home by yourself and pursue what you want without being bullied too much." Cui Wenjing smiled: "Of course, if you fall out, your life will also be different. It's hard to get over it...just like Yuan Yong's wife, now she can only be looked down upon. There's nothing we can do about it..."

Cui Yuanyang subconsciously said: "Can't we not fall out?"

Cui Wenjing did not answer this, but said to himself: "I have also advised Yuan Yong that these matters have nothing to do with his wife, and there is no need to be like this. Now the relationship between Yuan Yong and his wife has improved, and they had a room together the day before yesterday... Some people interpreted it as me being with him. Some people interpret the signal of the reconciliation of the Wang family as Yuan Yong lashing out at the Wang family, which is so low-level. When people focus all their perspectives on the pros and cons, they always forget the most basic family affection that is a human being. If a family of aristocratic families has no family affection, , then what is the difference between the existence of this family and an ordinary organization that joins a group to keep warm?"

 Cui Yuanyang sat there holding his knees, feeling like he had stepped back into a rabbit again.

"I also believe that no matter what happens to the Cui family, Chang He is very affectionate and will not be bad to you." Cui Wenjing's voice is still calm: "Similarly, for Chang He... As long as this family does not stand in the way of his affairs with you, then No matter how bad our relationship is, it can't get any worse.”

Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry: "Old Cui, are you using the words you teach your children to criticize me? Tell me to be nice to Yangyang no matter what happens to the Cui family in the future?"

Cui Wenjing said lightly: "I'm just telling the truth. If I didn't say this, you wouldn't treat Yangyang badly. If others bully her, you will still protect her. I believe you have such a temperament."

Zhao Changhe could only nod: "Yes."

Cui Wenjing sneered: "In fact, if you come here and say that you want to marry Yuan Yang, you will not get any objection. If you marry him, you can marry him. Under the current situation, your marriage contract cannot have any impact on other things, just like the Wang family When you marry a daughter, it will not affect their upcoming army. Therefore, what you shouted at the city gate may seem heart-wrenching, but in fact it is childish."

Zhao Changhe: "...will it have an impact on the signals you release to the outside world?"

"Yes." Cui Wenjing smiled slightly: "What kind of signal we release to the outside world depends on what kind of wedding ceremony we use. Don't you understand this kind of thing?"

 Zhao Changhe: “Grass.”

Cui Wenjing sighed: "So don't mention anything about proposing marriage or fulfilling the contract. If you want, go to the bridal chamber now. No one will care about you at all. Let's talk about the things that really should be mentioned?"

Zhao Changhe was silent for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his hand and took out several broken swords: "This is the Qinghe Sword, even the fragments are here, every bit."

 Cui Wenjing looked at these broken swords, his pupils shrank, and he felt a little unspeakably distressed, and his face looked even older.

"You can recast it to see if you can re-create the sword spirit?" Zhao Changhe said: "To be honest with uncle, I just forged the divine sword myself. I know how to form the sword spirit. Do you want to help?"

Cui Wenjing looked at it for a long time, and finally sighed in a low voice: "That's not Qinghe anymore..."

"Yes, you can't go back. If you recast it, it will be a new sword spirit. It is very different from the original meaning of rivers and mountains... But if you want to use the sword spirit to pass on to future generations, you can still do it. You just need to change some inheritance. It seems It won't have much impact on your needs…Do you want to do it, uncle?”

Cui Wenjing was silent.

"Is it because the most essential thing is not inheritance, but the original ability of the Four Swords of Mountains and Rivers to influence the energy of mountains and rivers, but now it no longer exists?" Zhao Changhe pointed out the problem that the aristocratic families have been covering up: "You have lost What is important is the ability to check and balance the imperial power. This blow from Lao Xia has struck a blow on your lifeblood."

Cui Wenjing did not deny it: "Not bad."

"Based on my understanding of my uncle's vision, he should be actively adapting to the era of losing the Four Swords of Mountains and Rivers, and be at the forefront of the wave, but he hesitated so far and was even ready to go to war with the capital... Let me guess, Could it be that some gods and demons have promised to give you this ability again?"

 (End of this chapter)

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