While the mother and daughter were arguing with each other, Cai Pingchun kept his head down in thought.
After his wife finished yelling and left, he called his daughter aside and asked alone: "In your opinion, does Mu Qingyan really punish the murderers who massacred the Chang family?"
Cai Zhao felt a little uncomfortable: "Although that person is fake from his face to his name, my daughter thinks that his affection for Uncle Chang is not fake. She should severely punish the murderers who massacred the Chang family. I see the murder of Chang Jiabao There’s no need to investigate any further. It’s all done by the Demon Cult, so just let their new leader kill a few people to establish his authority.” - In order to confirm her determination to cut off, she now refuses to even name that person. called.
Cai Pingchun said: "The devil's sect behaves treacherously and cannot be fully trusted. We need to inquire more about this matter in the future. We must not let the murderers who massacre the Chang family be ignored. In two months, it will be the anniversary of Brother Chang's death. We met each other when we were young. I didn't expect such an ending. Alas, I discussed with your master to take Brother Chang's ashes to the Chang family tomb for burial, so that their family can be reunited."
After a pause, he continued, "It's just a matter of others. Our family has been greatly favored by Brother Chang, so we must sincerely hold a ceremony. At that time, you should go there first, tidy up the Chang family ruins, and prepare coffins, sacrifices and other funeral necessities. thing."
Cai Zhao responded and asked, "Should we find the real Mr. Chang?"
Cai Pingchun pondered for a moment: "Forget it, since the Chang family's nephew can no longer practice martial arts, it will be harmful and useless to drag him back to the world. Just follow Brother Chang's wishes and let him be a leisurely scholar in the countryside."
Cai Zhao nodded again and looked up to see his father's brows furrowed, "Dad, is there anything else on your mind that you haven't said yet?"
Cai Pingchun hesitated and said: "When you are sorting out Chang's tomb, pay attention and look around..."
"What are you looking at?" Cai Zhao was confused.
Cai Pingchun seemed to be at a loss for words, "In the early spring before the Tushan War, I went to Changjiabao with your aunt. At that time, your aunt and Brother Chang were discussing important matters in the study, and I wandered around Changjiabao. There is a large area of Chang family tombs in the back mountain. A few months ago, after the 200th Anniversary Ceremony of our ancestors, I went to Changjiabao to search for clues, but ended up going to that tomb again..."
"Dad, don't be so secretive. That's a bad habit of storytellers!" Cai Zhao was anxious.
Cai Pingchun smiled bitterly: "You kid! Alas, as a father, I can't really explain, I just feel something is wrong."
"How many new graves have been added?"
Cai Pingchun shook his head: "It has been more than ten years. Birth, aging, illness and death are commonplace. It is not strange to add a few new tombs."
"Some weird tombstones?"
"The Chang family has always adhered to the Taoist tradition of peace and simplicity. Whether the tombstone or burial, everything is clean and simple, nothing out of the ordinary."
"What's wrong with that?" Cai Zhao couldn't think of it either.
"My father doesn't know." Cai Pingchun looked forward, "Nie Hengcheng seemed to have mastered some magic skills that year, so he attacked everywhere, and his power was overwhelming. Those brothers around your aunt, the heroes of the Six Beichen Sects Heroes, all suffered heavy casualties and were left alone. At that time, my father was so overwhelmed that he stood blankly on the stone steps to the south of the tomb for a long time. The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became. He stood there until the sun went down, and your aunt asked me to go back and wash it. If you wake up from your cold face, I will feel better."
"A few months ago, I went to that tomb again. It was about the same time, in the same place, and I stood there until the sun set." Cai Pingchun had a puzzled look on his face, "I always felt that something was wrong, but as a father, I just couldn't I can't tell. Alas, it's a pity that your grandfather passed away, otherwise he would have been able to tell."
He finally said, "Anyway, just take a look when Zhaozhao is gone. It doesn't matter if you can't see it. Maybe he's thinking too much about his father."
Cai Zhao nodded heavily.
Unlike her own mother who said that wind is like rain, she always knew that her father was calm and sophisticated and would not talk about ordinary things. Since he said it so solemnly, there must be something very strange and unspeakable. Then she would Be careful.
"After the memorial ceremony for the Chang family is over, your mother and I will take Zhaozhao to Yipin Pavilion to eat roasted pigeons, and then go to Ningjiabao to see your grandmother." Cai Pingchun looked at his daughter lovingly, "And Xiaohan."
"Master will be unhappy if you spend three days drying the net and two days fishing, and learn from a master like this." Cai Zhao said with a smile.
"Then ask your master to eat roasted pigeons together, and then go see your grandmother together - your grandmother always praised him for being honest and kind."
"Hahahahaha, Dad, you are so unkind - that year, my mother just escaped from Xuankong Temple, but my grandmother still wanted her to become a monk, so she lied that she already had a sweetheart. My aunt had already revealed her identity as a daughter, so I had no choice but to arrest the master nearby. I put on a show for my grandma. Who knew that the master wouldn't tell lies? He didn't even pass a cup of tea, so he sold my mother out, hahahaha... From then on, my mother and the master had a quarrel. Yeah." Cai Zhao held his belly and laughed.
Recalling the past, Cai Pingchun couldn't help but smile.
But what the daughter didn't know was that the relationship between Ning Xiaofeng and Qi Yunke actually ended earlier than this.
Of these two people, one is Cai Pingshu's most beloved little sister, and the other is Cai Pingshu's most trusted and sworn brother. The former is worried that the latter will compete with him for favor, and the latter cannot understand why Cai Pingshu tolerates such unruly and willful behavior in every possible way. little girl.
Later, as the situation became more severe, in order to protect Ning Xiaofeng, Cai Pingshu had no choice but to hide her and fight more side by side with Qi Yunke. Ning Xiaofeng still cries angrily when she thinks about this incident. She deeply hates that she is too incompetent to help, and she even hates Qi Yunke for letting Cai Pingshu go to Tushan alone despite being able to help.
In the carriage on the way away, Ning Xiaofeng was still worried: "Zhaozhao's luck is a bit bad. My mother met my father as soon as she entered the world. She has never suffered anything in her life; as for me, I met my father as soon as I entered the world. Sister Pingshu, there is no need to say that. Qian Zhaozhao was so unlucky that as soon as he went out, he met a demon sect thief who was waiting in Jiuli Mountain..."
Cai Pingchun's lips moved, "Zhaozhao is not a rabbit."
"Don't interrupt." Ning Xiaofeng said, "It's all your fault. If you and Qi Yunke hadn't insisted that the evildoer was the orphan of the Chang family, Zhaozhao wouldn't have regarded him as one of his own. Now all the bad luck falls on her alone. Is there any justice in this world?!"
After saying this, Cai Pingchun also became worried and couldn't help but ask: "Is it too late to send him out to become a disciple?"
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"It's just that they sent their daughter to Qingque Sect too late, and now I have a headache!" Song Shijun complained endlessly while instructing the slaves to pack things for the return trip.
"It doesn't matter how many years ago my junior sister came to Qingque Sect. What's wrong with my father's headache?" Song Yuzhi stood aside, his eyebrows slightly raised, cold and quiet.
Song Shijun waved all the slaves out, turned around and said in a low voice: "Yuzhi, tell me honestly, what happened to you and Ling Bo? She has only come to see you once or twice during the days when you were recovering from your injuries. I can't even say a few words. Have you guys fallen out? Are you going to break off the engagement? If you are going to break off the engagement, tell your dad immediately and he will do it for you right away. I guarantee that it will be done beautifully and the world won't gossip! "
"Dad." Song Yuzhi's eyes showed disapproval.
"Okay, okay, dad won't talk about this anymore. You can handle Lingbo's affairs by yourself." Song Shijun turned over his two sleeves, "You and Lingbo have not gotten along since childhood, and you can even quarrel over a piece of snack. I said that at the beginning. It's not suitable, but your mother-in-law and sister insist on getting engaged. Alas, this forced melon is not sweet after all, and you can't be like this as a couple - I think you and the little girl from the Cai family are very compatible!"
"Dad?" Song Yuzhi wondered what his father wanted to do.
Song Shijun walked around the room, unable to suppress the excitement in his voice: "Actually, when I learned that the little girl was born, my father had this idea in mind. Cai Pingshu passed away three years ago, and I secretly longed for those two Kouzi quickly sent the girl to the Qingque Sect, but he didn’t expect to leave until three years later. I’m really pissed off!”
"Cai Zhao has only been in the Qingque Sect for a few months, but he is willing to accompany you to the Demon Sect to take risks, which shows that he has an extraordinary affection for you. If she had come to the Qingque Sect three years ago, and you brothers and sisters get along day and night, how could it be... Isn't it 'even more extraordinary'!" Song Yuzhi winked at his son with an eager tone.
"Dad!" The veins on Song Yuzhi's forehead throbbed violently.
"Okay, okay, dad, let's stop it now." Song Shijun gave it up and said melancholy: "Oh, Yuzhi, you haven't seen Cai Pingshu's majesty back then. That year she wanted to give Ning a gift in the famous sea of flowers in Yucheng. It’s Xiaofeng’s fifteenth birthday—Yucheng, you know, right? That’s the Demon Sect’s home base in the south!”
"Then Cai Pingshu casually wrote down the ten characters 'Cai Pingshu will be here in three days' and sent someone to post it on the city wall. Hahaha, there was a lot of noise in the demon sect's lair in Yucheng, so what can I do. Within three days, all the members of the Demon Cult withdrew, and no one dared to stay. Ning Xiaofeng even held a banquet and played in Yucheng for seven or eight days. It was not until they left that the Demon Cult finally Dare to touch back quietly - only when one is so prominent and powerful in this world can one say that one's life is not in vain!"
Seeing the intoxicated expression on his father's face, Song Yuzhi said helplessly, "Dad..."
"Okay, dad has said everything he needs to say. Yuzhi, you should be smarter. Alas, if your second brother hadn't been in such trouble recently, dad would have wanted to stay for a few more days. Maozhi's temper is too hasty and he wants to be the leader of the six sects. How could the first one be accomplished in one day? Hideyuki can't suppress Shigeyuki, so I'd better go back quickly."
Song Shijun shook his sleeves, walked out of the door with a big smile, and said with a grin: "Brother Yunke, you can skip the practice banquet. If you get drunk later, you will have to stay an extra day..."
On the way down the mountain, Song Shijun suddenly became worried and waved Pang Xiongxin to the sedan chair, "Sixth Junior Brother, why don't you stay in Qingque Town so that you can give Yu Zhi a few words of advice."
Pang Xiongxin said with a smile: "What's wrong with the sect master? The third young master has been mature since he was young, and he has a good plan. His uncles and elders all say that he is more reliable in his words and deeds than you, the sect master." He grew up in Guangtianmen since he was a child. He is very close to the Song family.
Song Shijun sighed: "Those who are good at swimming will die by drowning. I'm just afraid that if Yu Zhi is too successful, he will ruin things."
"What do you say, Master?"
Song Shijun said: "For a child as determined as Cai Zhao, the marriage must either be like her parents who are in love and their lives depend on each other, or they can find someone who can be grasped in the palm of their hand like Zhou Zhizhen's silly son - Yu Zhi This is neither up nor down."
"So if Yu Zhiruo is really interested in the little girl from the Cai family, there are two ways to go right now. Either he and Ling Bo call off the engagement quickly, and then treat her wholeheartedly; or he can simply talk to both parents and show sincerity. Come."
"As long as Cai Pingchun and Ning Xiaofeng are not blind, they will know that my Yuzhi is a hundred times better than the Zhou family. The wife is strong and the husband is weak. How long can this marriage be happy? I think the little girl is quite filial. As long as her parents nod. , she is not deeply in love with the boy from the Zhou family, and she does not dislike Yu Zhi, so the marriage will naturally happen."
"Oh, it just so happens that Yu Zhi doesn't want to go any way."
Pang Xiongxin asked quickly: "Why is this?"
Song Shijun looked lonely, "hold it, hold it, don't show your face, don't be too hasty, don't be slow, wait until everything is done, then you can get twice the result with half the effort - this is what Yu Zhi's mother taught him."
"This is indeed Madam's style, but it is correct." Pang Xiongxin nodded repeatedly, "Miss Cai decided to get married too early. Zhou Xiang didn't think about many things. It's too late to change it."
Song Shijun shook his head and said no more.
On Jiuli Mountain, in Chuitianwu, Song Yuzhi was reading a book by the window.
Tong'er brought tea over and said with a smile: "The master is really worried about the young master. He takes one step and looks back three times."
Song Yuzhi smiled slightly: "Father is too worried."
He closed the scroll and said, "Send this excerpt to Chunling Xiaozhu and hand it over to Junior Sister Zhaozhao."
Tong'er took the order and left.
The handsome and tall young man stood by the door, and the blazing sunlight passed through the treetops and fell on his proud and sharp eyebrows, which was extremely dazzling.
He watched Tong'er leave with a faint smile on his lips.
The book contains some of the past events in the world that he personally transcribed. There are killings, betrayals, divorces between husband and wife, quarrels with the same family, and even blood relatives killing each other.
In the first fifteen years of his life, all Cai Zhao knew was the Jianghu described by Cai Pingshu, plus a bunch of romance novels and jokes and scolding plays.
On the other hand, he would excerpt bit by bit for Cai Zhao to read about the trivial world where money and money mattered.
It has never been a secret that Zhou Yuqi's martial arts talents are not outstanding.
According to the rules of Peqiong Villa, he may not be the next owner of the Villa. In other words, all the descendants of the Zhou family of this generation have the opportunity to compete for the position of the owner of the village. But unfortunately, this mediocre Mr. Zhou has a powerful fiancée.
Although this fiancée was not well-known in the world before, the news about her single-handedly breaking through the surrounded mountains and rivers has gradually dissipated. Many people know that there is another stunning woman in the Cai family.
Song Yuzhi had seen most of the Zhou family's children, and it was not that he was being arrogant. As long as Cai Zhao was not too lazy, none of the Zhou family's children would be her rival in three years' time.
Then, an embarrassing situation arises.
If Zhou Yuqi only relied on his own ability, he would not be able to succeed the village owner; but as long as Cai Zhao takes action, he can succeed.
And Cai Zhao will definitely take action.
Then the future wife of Master Zhou will face three kinds of discord.
First, there are rumors that Master Zhou is mediocre and incompetent and relies solely on his wife for his position (although this is true);
Of the two, among the Zhou family's children who originally had a chance to compete for the position of the owner of the village, even if there are some who are convinced, there must be some who are aggrieved;
Thirdly, who will have the final say about Peiqiong Villa in the future? If it is Zhou Yuqi, there will be those who are dissatisfied. If it is Cai Zhao, there will still be those who are dissatisfied.
The years are long, and the days are long. Under such three levels of discord, how can the Zhou family be harmonious, and how can the husband and wife be harmonious? If everyone wants to live in harmony, Cai Zhao will inevitably have to compromise.
Song Yuzhi raised his head and looked at a row of flying geese. His stern and profound face revealed a touching smile, like a phoenix soaring ninety thousand miles away. All the little maids who passed by the corridor blushed.
Just like him and Qi Lingbo, Cai Zhao and Zhou Yuqi did not have a good marriage.
Zhao Zhao is so smart that he will not be confused.
She didn't think about it before, but in the future, he would point it out to her one by one.
Zhao Zhao will gradually realize that in the vast world, among the six Beichen sects, only the two of them are the most suitable.
Water flows to lower places, wind blows wherever it goes, winter goes to spring, ice melts and snow melts, this is the best way in the world.
As long as you act according to the situation, nothing can be done in the world.
Outside Qingque Town.
Pang Xiongxin was still persuading: "I saw it with my own eyes when Miss Cai went through thousands of mountains and rivers alone that night. She was indeed like a flaming goshawk! But let's talk while patting our chests. Before the Third Young Master was injured, he was still slightly better than Miss Cai. She is better. From this point of view, among the six Beichen sects, is there anyone who is more worthy of her than our Third Young Master? Master, don’t worry, I think this can be done."
The reckless man finished this piece of advice and slipped away.
Song Shijun was left alone in the sedan chair, sighing quietly. He had been living in the world of mortals for many years. He knew that the relationship between men and women was sometimes unreasonable.
How can my son understand that marriage cannot be calculated step by step?
Because there are always people in the world who like to ask for trouble.
The author has something to say:
If there are no surprises, Mu Qingyan will appear on the scene within a chapter or two.
