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Chapter 558: Rules set by oneself

The head of the Cui family wrote this book, announcing to the outside world that he would sever family ties with the Cui clan who are now in Taiyuan, and severely reprimanded Cui Lang for his actions, saying that he was a playboy, violated the clan rules and ancestral precepts, and refused to change despite repeated admonitions. This time, inciting the tribesmen to abandon their ancestral heritage in Qinghe is an unforgivable crime.

What's more, Cui Lang sent his people to Taiyuan to join those who had been exterminated by the Cui family. He actually ignored the clan rules, regarded the loyalty of the clan as nothing, and showed no respect for the ancestral rituals. He was really unfit to be a descendant of the Cui family. .

Those tribesmen who had committed the same mistake under Cui Lang's instigation were accused of only caring about saving their lives, which resulted in the Cui family's centuries-old foundation of Qinghe being destroyed at the hands of Fan Yang's army and the rebels. They had no persistence and were determined to survive. Insulting Cui’s character—

All of the above are what Cui Ju said in the "Book of Severance". His words were like a knife, filled with grief, disappointment and even contempt. He called the tribesmen who fled from Qinghe "the despicable family traitors who destroyed the foundation of the Cui family for hundreds of years". He ordered them and their descendants not to call themselves Cui family of Qinghe again in their lifetime.

In this world where the patriarchal clan is above the law in a certain sense, Cui Ju's "letter of dissolution" without leaving any room, is equivalent to severing the relationship between the Cui family members of the capital and the family headed by Cui Lang in a secular sense. The clan ties between the Cui family members were thus divided into two and a clear line was drawn.

As for whether the emperor would acknowledge the matter at this juncture, Cui Ju had his own considerations in mind.

Whether the emperor will insist on implicating Rokuro and others depends on who Rokuro and the others are attached to -

Ling'an, Chang Sui Ning...

Cui Ju stood on the high pavilion, overlooking the entire Anyi Square, and said in an old voice to himself: "That's enough."

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the old man's thin shoulders. The old man stood and looked quietly until night fell, slowly swallowing his figure into a miniature in the darkness.

Three days later, hundreds of sword-wielding imperial guards quickly surrounded Anyifang.

Two days ago, Cui Hao was accused by the prince in the morning court of colluding with the Jiedushi envoys of Jiannan Road and assassinating the Jiedushi envoys of Lingnan and Shuofang.

Under the "irrefutable evidence", although Cui Hao did not plead guilty, his official uniform was still removed and he was imprisoned for trial.

This winter storm, which had been foreshadowed for a long time, finally fell.

When the Forbidden Army and Dali Temple came to Anyi Square to take away the people, the outside of Anyi Square was almost filled with literati who came after hearing the news.

For scholars in the world, the Cui family from a prominent family was the first among scholars in the world. Students from poor families were dissatisfied with the gentry's monopoly on the world's literati, but they all yearned for the character of the gentry and regarded the gentleman as a role model.

This contradiction between resentment and respect has been greatly alleviated due to the rapid decline of the gentry in recent years, and has been replaced by the feeling that the world's literati come from the same lineage.

Since Cui Hao was imprisoned, many literati have often secretly heard the saying that "the Cui family has a grievance". Those statements are in line with the political logic of the current situation and are enough to make people want to be convinced.

So at this moment, seeing the once noble and elegant Cui family members being shackled, most of the onlookers felt heavy.

At this time, someone in the crowd shouted: "It's Mr. Cui!"

Everyone looked around and saw another group of Cui family members being escorted out of the workshop. The leader was an old man with pale beard and hair.

Most people have never met Cui Zhi, but they are all familiar with the name of the Cui family head.

Cui Ju has been famous for his articles since he was young. His moral character has never been stained, and he is impartial and upright. He is a well-deserved representative of the noble character in the hearts of many literati.

Now the now elderly head of the noble clan is wearing a navy blue gown with a dark cloak. His clothes are still neat and tidy. If you don't look closely, you won't even notice that his hands under the cloak are tied with chains.

The clansmen behind him showed no fear.

The literati in long robes were **** with chains, and there were forbidden soldiers holding swords beside them. However, their expressions remained unchanged. This proud backbone that would not yield to the knife fell into the eyes of the onlookers, and their integrity was better than the cold plum blossoms that will bloom this winter. .

The respectful words of "Cui Gong" sounded in the crowd, and countless people bowed.

The Imperial Guards responsible for maintaining order saw this and tried to stop them with their swords, but were stopped by Lu Chong, the general of Zuotunwei who was responsible for the matter.

Lu Chong knew that there were probably people behind the appearance of these scholars here who were adding fuel to the flames. If the imperial army acted excessively at this time, I am afraid that these people's hatred towards the imperial court would be about to explode.

Today's world is too oppressive, and any incident may ignite the anger of the masses.

Lu Chong strived to safely **** the Cui family to prison, so he did not treat the onlookers harshly, and warned the imperial guards not to offend or humiliate the Cui family in front of others.

When he was about to leave Anyi Fang, Cui Ju stopped and looked back at the three characters "Anyi Fang" carved above the stone pillar archway.

The tribesmen behind Cui Ju stopped and stood beside Cui Ju.

At this time, Cui Ju, who had been silent all the way, looked up at the archway, as if asking the sky: "Why did I, the Cui clan, do anything wrong, so why should I be blamed for it..."

His voice was not high, but when everyone around him saw him stopping, they subconsciously concentrated and listened. The scholars who were closer heard these words.

Before the crowd had time to get restless, they heard the old man raise his voice and continue: "The world no longer tolerates innocence, and you can't look past the filth. This world has become filthy, and it is difficult for us to be clean... However, my Cui family is the leader of scholars in the world. I have suffered this unjust injustice, but I dare not even utter a sigh. What will happen to the literary mind in this world? "

Cui Ju's words were clear and powerful. Before he finished speaking, the literati's eyes were red and they clenched their fists.

Seeing the crowd getting restless, Lu Chong felt something was wrong and walked forward quickly.

At this time, Cui Ju was surrounded by members of the Cui family. He spoke again, his voice solemn and determined: "Cui Ju may die, but he will never accept this unearned humiliation on behalf of the Cui family!"

The thin old man, with these last words, suddenly stepped forward and hit the stone pillar of the archway.

The stone pillars have hard edges and corners, just like the old man's straight spine full of determination.

The stone pillar was stained with blood, and the blood quickly spread on Cui Ju's forehead. A blood mark cut through the old man's eyebrows like a sword light, and blood beads fell straight down.

All this happened so suddenly, Lu Chong never expected that the head of the Cui family, who had been calm and silent along the way, would commit suicide at this time!

"Master!"

"Mr. Cui..."

"...Father!" Cui Hao, who had been walking behind with his head bowed, suddenly raised his leg, pushed away the crowd with his chained hands, and rushed forward in horror.

Cui Wei knelt down and supported his father's thin body with his clan members. Tears of disbelief burst out of his eyes: "Please call the doctor... please hurry up and ask the doctor!"

There was also a commotion among the imperial guards, and Lu Chong immediately said: "Bring a doctor from the nearest place!"

However, Cui Ju's complexion quickly turned gray. He was old and had a determination to die. The collision did not leave any way out.

"Father, why..." Cui Ai panicked and wiped the blood on his father's face with his sleeve fingers, his voice hoarse and trembling: "Father, why do you do this!"

He knew very well that his father had a plan in everything he did and never acted on impulse...

So, this is also father’s plan, right?

Cui Ju suddenly understood something, and tears suddenly rolled down his eyes: "...It's the son's incompetence! The father should let his son do this... The son deserves to die!" "You can't die..." Cui Ju's voice was weak, and Cui Wei could only lower his head. I could barely hear clearly: "Ling'an and Liulang saved half of the clan, and you want to save the other half..."

"I would rather die than surrender, just to show the world..." The old man's voice was like the wandering wind, as if he would completely disappear in the next moment: "The integrity of the Cui family can be proved by my death... If you want to live, No matter what, we must survive and save our people.”

Cui Tao's tears rolled down. The father he held in his arms was far weaker than he imagined. In a trance, Cui Tao suddenly realized that his father's life was like a candle, which had been burning for the family.

At a time when the gentry was in decline, my father had been planning a way out for the Cui family all his life. Every move he made had profound considerations, and even his death was paving the way for the Cui family.

What his father just said in front of others was undoubtedly a complaint against the Cui family. Such sharp and complaining words often came out of his mouth, and his father would always blame him for being naive and pedantic...

In the same words, from the father's perspective, he is seeking survival for the Cui family, not for the hypocritical and aloof gentleman's innocence in his heart...

He has been immersed in unrealistic and self-deceptive ideals for half his life, while his father has been on the road to protecting the Cui family all his life.

My father is a qualified head of the family and a true gentleman!

In comparison, he is just an incompetent hypocrite!

At this moment, Cui Wei suddenly had a completely different understanding of the word "true gentleman" than usual. He suppressed all the hoarse crying in his throat, lowered his head, and tried to hear his father's final explanation.

Cui Ju's eyes had begun to wander.

This old man who had done everything he could for the Cui family, when he was dying of consciousness, the last words left in his mouth were only two words.

"Ling'an..."

Ling'an.

Putting aside his identity as the head of the Cui family, the old man was thinking of a tender feeling that had never been truly fulfilled due to the clan's interests and position.

This last "Ling'an" was accompanied by a sigh, filled with regret and guilt.

The old man, who had lived his whole life without any guilt, closed his eyes tiredly with only a trace of guilt.

Cui Tao hugged the old man's body tightly and cried loudly. He was a man who never behaved in front of others, and he had no manners to speak of at this moment.

Lu Chong was surrounded by cries, sorrow and anger, and he also had more respect for the head of the Cui family.

And he also knew very well that the Cui family's case was going to become troublesome.

Although the Cui family was still imprisoned, in the following days, more and more literati wrote poems and articles pleading grievances for the Cui family. Some literati even went to Dali Temple to vindicate the Cui family despite the pressure of the court.

Even some neutral officials in the court began to make strange voices, tactfully persuading the prince to order a thorough re-investigation of the case, so as not to lead to an unjust case and arouse rebellion among the civilian literati. If someone uses it, I'm afraid it will cause shock to people's hearts and the court.

The prince tremblingly went to the Manlu Palace to ask for an audience with the Holy Emperor.

The Holy Emperor didn't say anything, but suddenly raised his hand and brushed down the medicine bowl at his hand.

Cold anger overflowed from the emperor's brows - this matter caused such a big disturbance in such a short period of time. In addition to Cui Ju's death, it must be King Rong who was secretly adding fuel to the flames... not only to prevent her from killing the Cui family , also inciting people's hearts and destroying the reputation of the court.

Li Yin…

The Holy Emperor thought of these two words in his heart, and a wisp of determination to kill appeared in his eyes.

The medicine bowl that the emperor brushed off shattered with a sound, and the broken porcelain flew down the imperial steps. The prince hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed. Sensing the emperor's anger and murderous aura surging above him, the prince trembled and held his breath and dared not speak.

At the same moment, outside Luoyang City, hundreds of miles away from the capital, Cui Lang, with white silk tied around his waist, knelt down in the direction of the capital, kowtowed solemnly, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Behind him, the remaining twenty-nine Cui clan members, also tied with white silk, kowtowed in unison.

The letter of divorce reached Luoyang two days ago, followed by the news of Cui Hao's imprisonment yesterday, and the news of Cui Ju's suicide this morning.

Chang Sui Ning, who was wearing a cloak, stood in the wind. After slowly draining a bottle of sake, he looked towards the direction of the capital.

She had no intersection with Cui Ju, but at this moment, separated by life and death, she could sense a hint of trust left by the other party.

Such a wise old man used such a method to separate Cui Liulang and the Cui clan in Taiyuan before he died. This was not a sign of trust and trust in her.

Blood is an accessory of the struggle for power, and interest is the source of all struggles. However, in the cracks between these, the brilliance and resonance of human nature often burst out. This moment of resonance has nothing to do with the right or wrong of the position, but simply moves people's hearts. .

When Cui Lang stood up, he raised his hand to wipe away his tears and took off the white silk from his waist.

He was no longer qualified to be immersed in grief. His grandfather had left half of the clan in his hands, and he could not let his grandfather down.

Cui Lang looked at the clansmen who all had red eyes, and there was still a hint of muteness in his voice: "Today the army is going north, we can't bear the mourning."

Everyone did not insist or hesitate, and took off the white silk just like Cui Lang did.

The white silks were piled on the ground and burned in a pot.

Cui Lang looked at the light of the fire and silently threw many of his youthful bad qualities into the fire, saying goodbye to them.

Qiao Yumian stood not far away and looked at the figure, her eyes a little moist.

One hand took the empty wine bottle from Chang Suining's hand. Chang Suining came back to his senses and looked over: "Mr."

Luo Guanlin put the wine pot at his feet and said to Chang Sui Ning: "I am going north on this trip. You must take care of yourself."

There was some worry in his eyes: "Although those remnants of Fan Yang's army may not be able to become a big success, I have no experience in leading troops in the north, so we need to be careful in everything."

Luoyang has been recaptured, but the cities above Luoyang and up to Fan Yang that were previously occupied by Duan Shiang are still in the hands of the remnants of Fan Yang's army, or are occupied by the rebellious army and the people.

Chang Suining suspected that there were still Prince Rong's people among them. In order to avoid the possibility of causing trouble again, she must go as soon as possible to quickly quell the post-war chaos in this area of ​​Hebei Province.

Of course, whatever she puts down is hers afterward - that's the rule.

If you ask what the rules are, they are naturally those set by Chang Suining himself.

She fights, she sets the rules, nothing could be more reasonable, reasonable and appropriate than this.

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