Chapter 25: Eighteen Layers of Hell (Updated)
Facing the pair of eyes waiting for his fate, Chang Suining said, "Go down and wash up. This matter is not your fault."
Xier was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and suddenly burst into tears.
Although the girl could not remember anything, she still had her in her heart! So she kowtowed and cried: "Thank you for your forgiveness, oooooooo!"
When she stood up and left, she still looked at Chang Suining with tears in her eyes and looked back every few steps.
Chang Suining felt somewhat guilty when she looked at him: "...She still needs to write back to Zhou Ding. If she suddenly changes the person, he might get suspicious."
Whether Xier is clean or not will become clear after this incident.
She will not wrongly accuse a loyal person, but she will not easily forgive a traitor.
"Sui Ning is now... very clear-headed and alert." Chang Kuo's eyes showed both relief and heartache: "That's great."
…
At the same moment, in Anyifang, in front of the Cui family gate, many young members of the Cui clan were standing.
Since the Cui family moved to the capital, each branch of the family occupied the entire Anyifang, becoming so prominent and glorious that it was unparalleled in the capital.
At this time, the place where everyone was located was where Cui Ju, the head of the Cui family, now known as Cui Gong, and his three generations of ancestors and grandchildren lived.
As everyone was waiting, the sound of horse hooves gradually came from outside the gate.
Soon, the group of people came into everyone's sight, and the leader was Cui Jing.
"Brother is back." A young man raised his hand and saluted: "We are here to welcome you."
Cui Jing nodded and got off the horse.
He led a large army into the city today, wearing armor and a sword at his waist. When he dismounted, the armor and sword made a slight sound when they hit the stirrups of his horse, making him stand out from the crowd of scholars in long gowns.
Cui Jing glanced at the crowd and without stopping, stepped onto the stone steps.
The steward who was about to salute raised his hand to stop him and warned him: "Big Brother——"
Cui Jing quickly took off his sword and threw it to his attendant beside him, saying, "Yuan Xiang, follow me into the mansion. The rest of you, wait here."
"yes!"
The elite team immediately divided into two sides, their movements were orderly and their momentum was overwhelming.
A group of Cui family members exchanged glances with different expressions, and soon followed Cui Jing to the mansion.
Although the Cui family's roots are not in the capital, their residence here shows their deep heritage everywhere.
Inside the high walls, there are many cave doors, and the scenery changes with every step. In front of you, you can see green tiles and flying eaves, and on the side there are tall pavilions.
Cui Jing passed through a series of heavy doors and came to the main hall.
In the hall, a middle-aged man in an indigo gown stood with his back to the entrance hall.
Cui Jing stepped forward and saluted the figure: "Father."
The figure did not move for a long time, and Cui Jing did not stand up for a long time, nor did he say anything else.
In the silent stalemate, the Cui family members looked at each other, and they all felt the tense atmosphere.
After a while, the figure standing with his hands behind his back finally turned around, revealing a solemn face. His expression, which was not good to begin with, became completely gloomy when his eyes fell on the armor on the young man.
When he spoke, his voice was filled with uncontrollable anger and sarcasm: "You still know how to call me father, and you still know that your last name is Cui——"
"In the past two years, the clan has sent you letters many times urging you to return to the capital. When you turned a blind eye, did you remember that you have Cui's blood flowing in your body?"
"Who allowed you to enter Cui's gate without taking off your armor and your appearance?"
"You are full of filthy murderous aura, and you have tarnished the reputation of our Cui family!"
"You are the eldest grandson of the Cui family. How can you be a role model for the younger brothers in the clan if you are so disobedient?"
Cui Jing lowered his eyes and listened quietly. His thick black eyelashes cast shadows under his eyelids, and his expression did not change at all because of these words.
This is his biological father, Cui Wei, the eldest son of the current Cui family.
Seeing that he remained silent and the young men in the clan had complicated expressions, Cui Wei felt ashamed and became even angrier. He suddenly threw his sleeves and said, "...It's really embarrassing!"
"Come here..." His voice was as cold as ice: "Take this rebellious son to the ancestral hall to reflect on his sins and apologize to our ancestors."
"...What are you doing, Master?" A beautiful woman came in with a maid and tried to dissuade him, "Master, you have just returned home in triumph after two years. Why are you asking him to kneel in the ancestral hall?"
Hearing this voice, Cui Jing did not raise his eyes.
Cui Wei ignored the woman's words and just stared at Cui Jing, his voice getting colder: "Why, are you going to disobey your father?"
Cui Jing raised his hand, turned and walked out of the hall.
The woman raised her hand and tried to call him back: "Da Lang..."
Cui Wei's face was as gloomy as water: "Don't bother with him!"
He then said to the servants in a cold voice: "Why don't you lead the way for him quickly? Without a guide, he might not even know how to get to the ancestral hall now!"
Old servant: “…”
The master understands the yin and yang of things.
If you don't have a dark IQ, you really can't understand it.
The old servant replied "yes" and followed.
After a moment, Cui Wei also waved his sleeves and left.
The woman followed him and frowned slightly: "My dear, why do you need to do this?"
"Don't you see that this rebellious son has become even more arrogant now! When he saw you coming here just now, he didn't even call you mother... It's really... It's really..."
Seeing that he was so angry that he could hardly speak, his wife Lu sighed, "It doesn't matter whether you call me mother or not... just my dear, please don't get angry anymore."
She persuaded softly all the way.
In front, a 16 or 17-year-old boy in brocade clothes had just returned from outside. When he saw the Xuan Ce army outside the door, he hissed softly, moved away, and walked into the mansion. He then asked the servants in the mansion with curiosity: "...Is it my elder brother who has returned?"
"Replying to Sixth Prince, it is the eldest prince who has returned home."
"Where are he?" the young man Cui Lang asked hurriedly.
"At this moment... we should be in the ancestral hall." The servant's voice was a little lower.
Cui Lang exclaimed, "You're getting straight to the point so quickly... I haven't even had time to check out the excitement yet!"
As he said this, he used the folding fan in his hand to hit the head of the servant beside him heavily: "I told you to drive faster!"
The servant covered his head with his hands, feeling aggrieved and not daring to refute.
"Brother, if you want to see the excitement, just go to the ancestral hall." A young girl came towards him. Not only was she about the same age as the boy, but the contours of her eyebrows and eyes were also very similar.
This is none other than the young boy Cui Lang’s twin sister, Cui Tang.
"Go to the ancestral hall?" Cui Lang sighed and shrank his neck as if he was afraid of the cold: "I don't have the courage."
Then he asked Cui Tang: "Where is father? Is he in good health?"
"What are you talking about! You knew that my elder brother would be returning to the capital in the next two days, yet you still dared to go out and hang out. Today, all the brothers of the same generation in the clan are waiting to welcome my elder brother, but you are the only one not there." Cui Tang scolded him while urging him, "Mother is asking me to send someone to look for you. Come with me quickly."
The brother and sister talked as they walked, and came to Cui Wei's residence and went in.
"Mother, where's Father?"
When Cui Lang entered the hall, he saw Lu sitting there alone drinking tea. He went up to her and asked in a low voice.
"In the study, I'm in a rage." Mrs. Lu said, glaring at him and angrily saying, "I want to ask where you've been. Your elder brother came home today, but you didn't even see his shadow... If this gets out, I don't know how the clan will speculate and talk about our bad relationship with your elder brother. Wouldn't that just give people something to talk about?"
Cui Lang shrugged and sighed: "It's not harmonious, it's not necessarily harmonious to begin with."
"You are used to making trouble, but you should also think about me. I am Cui's second wife, and I don't know how many eyes are watching me. When you do this, have you ever thought about my situation?"
"My son, be careful next time." Cui Lang laughed and said, "Mother, could you please tell me what happened when my father met my elder brother today?"
Mrs. Lu blew a sip of tea and glanced at him: "Have you heard of the eighteen levels of hell mentioned in the book?"
Cui Lang nodded.
Mrs. Lu said, "It's no different."
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(End of this chapter)
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