On the Wedding Night, Ms. Cui Realized - Chapter 60

In the 23rd year of Chengyuan, His Majesty the Emperor of the Jokhang Dynasty passed away, and Pei Rufeng, the prime minister of a country, was appointed as the Minister of Tuogu.

The emperor and his ministers have joined hands for many years, and it was once a good story for the subjects. When His Majesty left, Pei Rufeng was overly sad and his hair was gray.

With the great support of the prime minister, the young prince has secured the throne for the first time, and has a lot of trust in Pei’s family.

The ‘father and son’ of the Pei family were officials in the same dynasty, and seeing that Pei Xuan’s official position was getting higher and higher every year, Pei Rufeng claimed to be sick and retired, but the young emperor refused politely, so let’s get rid of one worry and get closer to Pei Xuan.

Besides, Pei Xuan has a happy family, harmony and wealth, he is dedicated to his duties as an official, and is loved by the people. Such a person has a weak heart to fight for power and profit.

In the year when the official was promoted to the third rank, the courtier Hou Zhu was impeached, and the name of the impeachment was also interesting. He said that Pei Xuan was a romantic man, which made many women in the folk feel sad. He said three or four times, talking nonsense in Pei Xuan His head was charged with not cultivating private morality.

It just so happened that Pei Xuan was unwell that day, the young emperor looked around at the ministers, there were quite a few people who spoke well of Pei Xuan, and there were quite a few people who looked on coldly and added insult to injury.

Song Zizhen rolled up his sleeves and fought with Hou Zhu eight hundred times, turning the Golden Palace into a bustling vegetable market.

Zheng Wuzhi is the one who slowly pulls away.

Hou Zhu was born as a military general, but he was suppressed by a group of powerless civil servants. His majesty became angry and threw the inkstone after beating him, and the two groups gave up cursing.

Song Zizhen turned into a “poor husband” in front of the imperial court, and Hou Zhu didn’t get well. Some animal who didn’t have much hair was pulled so that it was only a few hairs away from a bald man.

The courtroom was noisy, Pei Xuan was coughing badly at home, she was weak, she caught a cold a year ago, and she was not able to recover quickly, the day before yesterday she stayed up all night because of the government affairs, which caused Cui Ti to whisper in her ear a lot .

With this disease, the good and evil of people’s hearts are revealed.

She probably knows what’s going on, it’s just that the limelight is too strong, blocking the way for those people to search for the people’s favor.

Pei Xuan was straightforward and arrogant in his bones, and he didn’t compromise with the treacherous, which caused today’s troubles.

Cui Ti sat on the edge of the bed and wiped the sweat from her forehead: “The body belongs to me, if you don’t care, you have to think about me.”

Speaking of this, her eyes were moist, and her eye circles were a little red. Pei Xuan couldn’t bear it, raised his hand to stroke her face, and smiled: “Then I won’t be an official, so I will stay with you day and night?”

“Not to be an official? That’s a good thing.”

From the bottom of her heart, she didn’t like Pei Xuan’s involvement in that mess, and her heart was on fire. She looked at the flowers on the bright side, but in fact, sometimes she was roasted on the fire.

What’s more, with so many courtiers, any difficult and bad things can fall on Pei Xuan’s head. Pei Xuan naturally has the world in his heart, but Cui Ti only has her in his heart.

If she exhausted her, who would she ask for compensation?

She couldn’t help complaining: “It would be great if you could listen to me.”

Having been a wife for many years, Pei Xuanbai smiled sideways.

Seeing her smile, Cui Ti couldn’t vent her anger no matter how much, so she brought a spoonful of sweet soup and fed it to her.

She hoped that the burden on Pei Xuan’s shoulders would be lifted soon, wishing that they could leave Xijing like her parents-in-law and go out to have fun outside, but…she looked at someone who was sipping soup, and finally let go of that extravagant hope.

“Xingguang, drink slowly.”

Pei Xuan’s lips were stained with water, and when he heard this, his fair face was flushed with red.

After being married for seven years, she is still so cute, Cui Ti took the bowl of sweet soup, put her arms around her neck and chuckled.

After being ill and having trouble in court, Pei Xuan had the idea of ​​resigning from office, and wanted to take Cui Ti to travel around the famous mountains and rivers in his lifetime and enjoy the beauty of the world.

She made up her mind and asked His Majesty to resign, bluffing the young emperor to order the Xijing city gate to be sealed that day, preventing Pei Xuan from leaving the city.

Pei Xuan felt displeased, and had an awkward relationship with His Majesty. He claimed to be sick for seven consecutive days and could not go to court. No one could persuade him to help.

Taking this opportunity, the treacherous minister Hou Zhu and the treacherous minister Xiang Qinzheng slandered in front of His Majesty first. The next day, Song Zi rushed to Pei’s house with great anger, and couldn’t stop shouting when he entered the door.

“Xing Guang, why are you not in a hurry! I’m going to die for you!”

“Not urgent.”

Pei Xuan coughed twice: “You sit down first.”

Song Zizhen wondered: “Your body is too weak, why haven’t you recovered from your illness? Well, if you want me to say, this official is not a good one! Take this bird’s anger! Ever since the old man and all the old ministers returned to their hometowns, the court has been changed. A group of people, our Majesty…”

“Zizhen, be careful that misfortune comes out of your mouth.”

“Oh! I just feel uncomfortable! Not only am I uncomfortable, Zheng Wuzhi is also on fire!”

He picked up the wine glass and drank it down. He was about to pour wine for his friend when he thought that Cui Ti would not allow him to encourage Pei Xuan to drink. If you deal with it, let the traitor run rampant? Is he worthy of the old man? Is he worthy of the former emperor? Is he worthy of our years of hard study and dedication to serve him?”

He had been resentful for a long time, Pei Xuan drank tea with a smile: “Look again, look again.”

“Look at what?”

“Look at the eyes of the late emperor, and our luck.”

If the king can assist, then assist, if not, she will not be an official, cherish her life, and spend more time with her Titi.

The fate of the world has its own trajectory.

This “seeing” saw the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, and saw the transition from spring to summer.

On Lingji Mountain, a nine-foot-high phase-worship platform was set up.

The civil servants were as happy as a festival, Song Zizhen straightened his court clothes and pushed Pei Xuan: “Xingguang, it’s time for you to appear!”

In the seventh year of Fengping, Emperor Dazhao personally supported Pei Xuandeng to pay homage to the prime minister’s platform, enjoyed the congratulations of all the officials, and beheaded the two thieves, Hou and Xiang, to show his wise heart.

“kneel-“

“rise-“

With the turbulent winds and clouds and heavy responsibilities on his shoulders, Pei Xuan did not become a wild crane after all.

In the same month of the same year, Cui Tiyipin’s decree came down, and the Pei family was completely tied to the big ship of the royal family.

And Pei Xuan’s life flashed like a meteor, dazzling and short. He has been an official for more than ten years, and he has gained the sincerity of the emperor and the people. In the ten years he has been a prime minister, he has opened canals, repaired waterways, and popularized literary examinations, laying the foundation for the five hundred years of Dazhao’s cultural prosperity.

When people mentioned this Prime Minister Pei, they praised him in every possible way, but there was only one regret – he had a wife but no descendants.

In the seventeenth year of Fengping, in the winter, the thirty-five-year-old Pei Xuan negotiated with the emperor for two gold medals to avoid death and sent them to Mausoleum at full speed.

In the twelfth lunar month, Pei Xuan died of illness, and his wife died in love.

Thousands of miles away, in Lingcheng, it was snowing heavily. Mrs. Pei woke up from her dream: “Xuan’er! Xuan’er?!”

The old Prime Minister Pei, who has become an official, also opened his eyes from his dream, and burst into tears: “Daughter, my daughter…”

There was a voice outside the door: “Master, madam, the gentleman sent someone to deliver a letter!”

Mrs. Pei suddenly got out of bed.

A letter from home, thanking my parents for their kindness for several years.

Two gold medals for avoiding death will save the rest of the old man from disaster.

Pei Xuan’s arrangement is not inappropriate. On the day of her death, the truth of “no offspring” for many years was revealed to the world.

“Xingguang has been upright all his life, the only thing he has lied to you…”

This is a book of guilt.

More details about the years of love between her and his wife.

The streets and alleys of Xijing were full of mourning—”Pei Xiang!”

The people mourned her, and the monarchs and ministers cherished her memory.

Song Zizhen had a few white hairs growing on his temples, and he knelt down in front of the coffin and cried with snot and tears: “Xingguang, you lied to us so badly, you are a daughter, and I still make fun of you all day long. Don’t have a child, aren’t you cheating me? I’m really going to cry to death, you went there at a young age, who will I and Wuzhi find to fight for wine in the future, you have caused us misery.”

“Xingguang, don’t listen to his nonsense, Song Zizhen can’t spit ivory out of his mouth, let’s ignore him. But you are a woman, we have been brothers and sisters with you for many years, but we haven’t noticed any signs of it…”

Zheng Wuzhi wiped away his tears, and said with a sob: “Actually, it’s not that we didn’t notice any signs of it. Every time we became suspicious, you pretended to be over it again. You said that you are a woman with a literary talent and a strong drinking capacity. Is it right? We are still lame, short-sighted, and ignorant of real people.”

“You are the one with lame eyes, so don’t take me with you.” Song Zizhen cried: “Actually, I have long suspected that you are not a man. How can a man grow up to be like you? In the past, you were a prime minister, and no one dared to say it. No one dares to mention your worship at Lingji Mountain. Some people talked about you before, and I secretly fought with them, huh!”

Reminiscing about the past, he felt uncomfortable: “The most ridiculous thing is that I am still waiting to be your in-law…”

“Miss!”

Baitang was also crying there, dressed in sackcloth and filial piety.

The bell and Zuoliang were so out of breath from crying that they couldn’t hold on after crying for half an hour.

On the day when their daughter and daughter-in-law were buried together, Mrs. Pei and Mrs. Pei, who were far away in Lingcheng, hurried back. Seeing their daughter’s tombstone, they felt heart-piercing pain. The sadness dissipated in an instant.

“Don’t cry anymore, Xuan’er and Titi are going to be gods in the sky.”

With tears in her eyes, Mrs. Pei and the old man comforted each other.

The world was in chaos, Pei Xuan and Cui Ti were buried together in Phoenix Mountain, on the day of the burial, the sycamore tree in front of Phoenix Mountain suddenly bloomed with vitality, and blossomed and withered in an instant.

Seeing this, the king sighed: “The dead wood also regrets that I Dazhao has lost his minister, and also laments the deep love between Prime Minister Pei and his wife.”

The cries of the people soared to the sky, and the immortal servants guarding the stage of reincarnation in the upper realm did not dare to neglect Wenquxing’s return.

Seeing a golden light rising sharply, a woman soared up from the golden light, with black hair and a long body like jade, who is it but Pei Xuan?

“Meet the god!”

The immortals in the heavens, regardless of gender, are called “Xianjun”, and their status is higher than that of “Shenjun”.

The appearance of Pei Xuan, who is considered as a god, and the appearance of Pei Xuan in the world are quite similar, but his temperament is not the same.

She nodded indifferently and asked, “Where is the fairy who returned with me? Where is she?”

Immediately the servant looked through the golden book, and said in amazement, “It’s strange, they should have come back together.”

Pei Xuan frowned, and just about to count her fingers, she saw a white light galloping past the Samsara Platform, and she was startled: “My lady!?”

The Taoist fairy’s ears twitched when she heard this, but she had more important things to do at the moment, so she ignored the words of the ‘baby fairy’.

“Titi!?”

How could Pei Xuan let her go?

The returning immortals ran after each other, and the immortal servants guarding the reincarnation platform could not offend anyone, scratching their heads and pretending to look at the scenery.

Forget it, it’s better for him, a little fairy servant, not to get involved in the affairs of these big shots.

Besides, the first thing Cui Tiling rushed to the upper realm after she became a fairy was to inquire about the whereabouts of Fairy Qingyao. She learned from Baibeard Yuelao that the grass was imprisoned in a sinkhole and punished. Didn’t think about it, just rushed in.

However, in the sinkhole, the strong wind and cloudy water continued, and He Huan San Xian was hissing in pain. This day’s severe punishment made her lose the mood to watch the theater.

Qin Jing laughed that she had finally tasted the pain, choked back twice and suddenly couldn’t bear it: “If you can’t bear it, move to my side.”

She is an immortal, and her celestial power is deeper than that of Ning Hehuan. With her celestial power to protect her, she can suffer less.

Ning Hehuan ignored it.

Qin Jing put a cold **** on her hot face, and said airily, “You deserve it!”

The two of them were flirting and flirting, and it hurt Fairy Qingyao who was also punished in the sinking cave. lay there.

At the moment when there is nothing to love, Cui Ti forcibly barged in!

The huge rabbit body came into the eyes of Ning and Qin, and Ning Hehuan was dumbfounded: “Tututu…”

She has been “rabbit” for a long time and there is no reason for “rabbit”. Cui Ti has just returned to the throne, so she didn’t have time to recognize anyone, so she just grabbed the grass and ran out!

“Ouch! She-she-she-“

Qin Jing hated it to death, and said: “That’s right! She ran away with that grass in her mouth!”

Ning Hehuan’s face was full of landslides and earth-shattering expressions: “If you harm your colleagues, isn’t she afraid that she will be deprived of her immortal status?!”

“…”

She was so stupid that she couldn’t see, Qin Zhen put on her cuffs like a fairy: “What do you know? She is a fairy rabbit with a backstage. This is not called ‘murdering colleagues’. No one taught her the rules, so don’t blame those who don’t know, besides, it’s not her turn to be punished.”

This rabbit spirit has become a fairy, presumably Wenqu Xing VIII’s Taoism and deeds are exhausted together, and he will be able to become a god.

With her protecting her, isn’t it right for rabbits to eat grass?

She laughed at Ning Hehuan’s innocence, no wonder after so many years, she can only get the title of Sanxian.

Ning Hehuan touched her chin in a daze: “Wen Quxing is back, so will I be able to go out soon? I saved her daughter-in-law! I even helped her!”

She looked excited to leave this ghostly place early, Qin Jing felt unhappy, but said: “Yes, congratulations.”

“…”

He Huan Sanxian coughed twice: “Forget it, I’m not in such a hurry to go out.”

Tsk!

The man suddenly said something that could be heard, and the corners of Qin Jing’s lips turned up: “What if Wen Quxing wants to kill me and avenge me for attacking the rabbit in the lower realm, what will you do?”

“What can I do?” The more Ning Hehuan thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable: “She won’t kill you, when did Wen Quxing become so cruel?”

But at the bottom of his heart, he was thinking, no matter what, he had to protect Qin Jing’s life. The two had been rivals for a long time, and without their rivals, wouldn’t life in the upper realm be boring?

She waved her hand: “Just put your heart in your stomach!”

Qin Zhen was very satisfied, and walked against the wind and water to kiss her.

“…”

The sinkhole became noisy again.

Let’s say that Cui Ti showed her original shape and forcibly broke into the cave door to **** the green yao grass. On the way back, she bumped into her “early death” baby heart, her furry face could not be seen blushing, so she pointed the rabbit’s tail at Pei Xuan.

Half of the immortals were alarmed by her battle. Pei Xuan was worried that she would be wronged when she first arrived, so she stood beside her in a long dress, just in time to accept the congratulations of the immortals.

For a while, no one dared to mention Rabbit Immortal’s cruelty.

Qingyaocao trembled and was held in Cui Ti’s mouth, the sharp rabbit teeth pierced her immortal veins with pain, she silently called for help to Wen Quxing, but Pei Xuan had only one person in his eyes.

In an instant, her heart died like ashes, the leaves appeared to wither, her mood was greatly damaged, and her cultivation base regressed.

Seeing that she was too careless, Cui Ti vomited out the bad luck, and vented all the fuss she had suffered in the reincarnation, which made Pei Xuan more pleasing to the eye.

“God Lord?”

She tilted her big rabbit head and smiled at Pei Xuan.

Pei Xuan’s eyes were full of pampering, and he pulled up his sleeves to salute: “Congratulations to Fairy Jiaojiao for her great success.”

“Fairy Jiaojiao?” Cui Ti smiled, “Why don’t you call me ‘Titi’?”

“Miss.”

“Why do you insist on fighting against me? Call me Titi, not my wife.”

Pei Xuan touched her rabbit ears: “Titi.”

Cui Ti’s ears turned red from her touch, and she couldn’t tell whether it was more intimate to call “Lady” or “Titi” for a moment, so she slapped the dishonest hand away angrily: “Thousands of years ago You still lied to me that I am a mortal, good you Pei Xingguang!”

“…”

It’s never too late to calculate the debt of love. The two of them are in pairs, and they are very affectionate. The poor old gods around them have sore teeth.

Whoops, this Upper Realm will be lively in the future!

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The author has something to say:

It’s officially over! Thank you for your support and company, we will see you next time! Comparing my heart!

(End of the book)