Chapter 128 Jiang Xiaobai is missing

What does it mean?

Cui Xingzhou looked at Old Mrs. Cui with confusion.

Why let him go secretly?

Master Cui had a sullen face and Old Madam Cui had red eyes.

"Uncle, what's going on?" Cui Xingzhou had never seen the two old people like this...

Feeling somewhat anxious, he stood up and squatted beside Old Lady Cui, saying softly, "Auntie..."

Old Lady Cui patted her nephew's head and said, "Your aunt's dowry nanny secretly sent back a message saying that Prince Liang often beat your aunt in private..."

"What?" Cui Xingzhou jumped up.

He said in disbelief, "Isn't it said that my aunt and uncle are so loving and affectionate? How could this be..."

Even though his aunt only gave birth to a daughter, his uncle did not take a concubine. The emperor was afraid that his little uncle would have no descendants, so he forced someone on him.

Later, she gave birth to a son, who was still raised by her aunt.

How could that be?

Imperial Tutor Cui warned, "Don't let your parents know about this first. Go investigate first, and take Chen Qian with you..."

His nephew and niece both had bad tempers, and he was afraid that they would find out, so he beat them up without saying a word.

In terms of patience, they are not as good as his son.

"Okay, uncle and aunt, don't worry. My uncle and I will go there before dawn and make sure to get to the bottom of this matter."

This night.

Cui Xingzhou tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

So what if you are a royal relative or a precious treasure?

How could he hit his aunt!

Jiang Miaomiao slept in, and when she woke up, only she and Aunt Xiuxiu were left.

She stretched out her little hands and let Aunt Xiuxiu wrap her up into a little ball.

This is what happens in winter, families will wrap up their babies tightly.

There is a kind of coldness when your parents feel that you are cold.

As the saying goes, there are three fires on the little baby's buttocks, but in fact it is not as cold as they think.

But it is still necessary to wear more clothes, after all, a slight cold can easily kill people.

I heard from my aunt that this winter, the cold wind killed several old men and women in Taoxi Village.

Jiang Miaomiao felt a little sad.

She had developed close relationships with all the old men and women. Although they were a bit gossipy, they would still hold her hand, pinch her face, and stuff their homemade preserves into her little cloth bag when they saw her.

I'll never see them again.

Perhaps the human soul will reincarnate and cycle in another way.

But no matter how many times they cycle, they are no longer the same people.

The little girl was a little depressed.

He walked slowly with his head down like a big goose. He tripped over his front foot and fell flat on his face.

“Wuwuwu… Wuwuwu…”

She rarely cries when she falls, but this time she cried especially sadly.

Xiuxiu quickly picked up the little cotton ball on the ground, thinking that she was hurt from the fall. But then she thought about it and realized that it was not the case. It was not right for her to be wearing such thick clothes.

"Where did Miaomiao fall? Are you hurt?"

It took a long time to coax him.

Jiang Miaomiao was like a koala, hanging on Aunt Xiuxiu and refusing to come down. The two of them walked around the garden.

The house in Jiangzhou is also big, and together with the forest behind Cui's house, it is even bigger than Taoxi Village.

I visited Lu Garden and Cui Mansion.

But the flowers, birds, insects and fish in the house all seem to look the same, the bushes are trimmed to the same size, and the fish in the pond are all the same size.

Even the pebbles on the ground are identical.

The pavilions and terraces are so similar that it is easy to get lost.

The most important thing is that there is Jiang Xiaobai in the village, but not here.

"Auntie, I want my Jiang Xiaobai..." Jiang Miaomiao didn't want to leave or be held anymore. She tried to get down and blinked at Xiuxiu.

"Well... Jiang Xiaobai... you'll see him when you return to Taoxi Village in spring." Xiuxiu touched her head and straightened the crooked tuft of hair on her head.

Jiang Xiaobai is lost.

But no one dared to tell Xiao Miaomiao.

After they came to Jiangzhou, the little white wolf stayed at home without eating or drinking for three days, and then sneaked away in the middle of the night.

Jiang Xiaobai is a smart animal. He probably ran away because he thought his family didn't want him anymore.

It is inconvenient to bring the leader wolf to Jiangzhou, but in Taoxi Village, the villagers are used to it, even the dogs and chickens in the village are used to it.

But the people of Jiangzhou are not used to it.

A wolf howling in the middle of the night would probably scare someone to death.

Maybe when she and the others return to Taoxi Village, Jiang Xiaobai will also return...

"Auntie, let's go find mom and Guoguo." Little Miaomiao was bored and sat down on a small stone block.

Mother took my brothers to the pasture to ride horses.

In ancient times, nobles not only studied the Four Books and Five Classics, but also had to learn the Six Arts: rites, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics.

Master Cui could teach all the other skills, but the responsibility of archery and chariot driving fell on Chen Qian.

When my uncle had a mission, this matter fell on my mother's shoulders.

My mother went to see the lambs and taught my brothers how to ride horses and shoot arrows, especially my second brother, whose basic skills were very poor.

Although everyone has their own strengths, my mother doesn't require them to be proficient in everything, but they all need to know a little.

It is easy to get an army, but it is difficult to get a general.

A general's strategy is more important than his courage. It is better to have wisdom than courage, and it is better to have learning than wisdom.

What scholars seek is to cultivate themselves, manage their families, govern the country and bring peace to the world.

My mother hopes that my eldest brother will not be a reckless man who is illiterate and would be framed by others if he is not careful.

My second brother doesn't want to be a powerful official who is weak and unable to protect himself. After all, being a powerful official is very dangerous and it is easy to be assassinated.

It is not as reliable to put your life in the hands of others as it is in your own hands.

My mother’s request is so straightforward, full of a mother’s most sincere wishes.

"Miaomiao, are you ready? Auntie is about to set off." Xiuxiu held the baby and rode on the back of the tall horse Jiang Xiaohei.

Jiang Miaomiao was wrapped in Aunt Xiuxiu's arms and her cloak was gathered up. It was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

"Okay, let's go..."

A babyish voice came from the cloak.

She held Jiujiu and opened the gap, revealing her little eyes. She looked around and then closed them again.

When she opened the gap and looked out again, she had already left Jiangzhou City and the cold wind was howling.

Just then, two people on horseback galloped past them, and their backs looked very familiar.

"Auntie, Cui Guoguo...it's Cui Guoguo..." Little Miaomiao recognized it at a glance.

"Do you want to catch up?" Xiuxiu hugged the little girl in front of her chest with one hand and pulled the reins with the other.

"Chase!" Jiang Miaomiao said without hesitation.

She felt that it was Aunt Xiuxiu who wanted to pursue him, and she was addicted to it. After all, tracking people and gathering information was her specialty.

Xiuxiu glanced at the little thing on her chest and squeezed the horse's belly, "Miaomiao, hold on tight... Go..."

In less than a quarter of an hour, Xiuxiu caught up with Cui Xingzhou and walked side by side with them.

It scared them.

Cui Xingzhou was surprised. "Aunt Xiuxiu! Why is it you? Where are you going?"

"Cui Guoguo, it's us... hehe..."

Suddenly, two little heads popped out from the cloak, one human and one bird.

The little girl smiled so hard that her teeth were showing.

Riding a Pegasus is so exciting...

Note [1] From Feng Menglong’s Records of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty