Chapter 99 Chapter 99 Jinjiang First Release
Chapter 99
The news of Cui Jue's death quickly spread to Jingzhou.
Only then did Su Li know that Cui Jue died in a surprise attack. At the moment of life and death, he protected Chi Xia and forced the horse to leave, but he himself died under the iron cavalry and was trampled into a pool of rotten meat.
Cui Jue's body has not been found.
Not even a complete corpse could be found.
Su Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
For a ruler like him, his death was too miserable.
Su Li sat in the room for a long time without shedding a single tear.
She was just racking her brain, she just couldn't figure it out.
Isn’t it said that disasters can last for thousands of years? Why did Cui Jue die young?
Was it that he hadn't done enough evil? Was it that he hadn't been ruthless enough? Or was it that... a man who had committed so many evil things was actually a good person?
No, no, no! The King of Hell miscalculated, he's going to recalculate this account! Cui Jue has clearly done so many evil things! He's clearly completely devoid of conscience! He clearly shouldn't die!
"The ghost officer arrested the wrong person..."
Su Li's throat felt sore and her eyes felt inexplicably sore. She couldn't help but murmur in a low voice, "You all did it wrong..."
Su Li held back the tears that were about to fall. It seemed that her relationship with Cui Jue was not close enough for her to cry for him, right?
But why did her chest feel tight, her heart aching, and even her throat taste faintly bitter? Had she drunk some bitter tea today? Or perhaps she ate too many sour plums yesterday?
Su Li washed her face and pushed the door open. She wanted to buy some incense, candles, gold and silver paper, or some malt sugar to make sugar towers, red tortoise cakes, and steamed cakes.
After all, they knew each other, so it was reasonable for her to pay tribute to Cui Jue.
She remembered that he was very picky about food. He didn't like chicken or duck with strong flavors, but he would definitely have a whole chicken feast when offering sacrifices to the deceased.
Tsk, Cui Jue shouldn't be so stubborn. If he doesn't want to eat those saltwater three-yellow chickens, then why not give the chickens and ducks to the underworld ghost messenger, so that the King of Hell can give him a good rebirth...
If there is a next life, don't marry into an imperial family.
Let him become a young master in a merchant's family and have no worries about food and drink. In this way, he won't have to suffer the hardships of this world anymore.
When Wei Zhiyan, Lin Yin, Qiu Gui, Grandmother and others saw Su Li coming out, they hurried over to ask about her well-being and comfort her in a low voice.
Seeing how nervous they were, Su Li couldn't help but chuckle, "What's going on? You're all surrounding me, and if you don't know me, you'd think I'm some hot commodity!"
Su Li had to go out, and Qiu Gui had to accompany her.
Qiu Gui didn't know what happened between Su Li and Cui Jue, but from Wei Zhiyan's few words, she could understand that the two seemed to have reconciled and had some feelings for each other.
Given this, Su Li would naturally be heartbroken upon learning of Cui Jue's death on the battlefield. Qiu Gui hoped Su Li would just cry, so that after she'd finished her sadness, she could live a more peaceful life. But Su Li smiled and talked cheerfully, acting like her usual self... The more normal she seemed, the more uneasy Qiu Gui felt.
Her wife is not such a broad-minded person, and Su Li has something on her mind.
Su Li brought back a lot of food on this trip.
Fish, shrimp, chicken, duck, river fish and other meats. During the war, there were not even many vegetable farmers in the market, so Su Li could only exchange food from door to door. Fortunately, she was generous and the townspeople were willing to sell their stored grain to Su Li.
After returning home, Mrs. Hu and Qiu Gui helped in cooking, and even Lin Yin came forward to lend a hand.
Su Li did not refuse. While folding the yellow paper ingots, she only whispered, "Don't add hot sauce to the pot. Um, don't add evodia rutaecarpa or ginger... He doesn't like it."
As soon as these words were spoken, the room suddenly fell silent.
Everyone knew that Su Li was talking about Cui Jue.
Su Li had heard that the deceased would return home to visit on the seventh day after death, and it was possible that Cui Jue would also go through this process.
Although Su Li knew that Cui Jue died in Jianye County, he would definitely return to the Wudong Cui family...but Chi Xia brought his relics, and the sachet was still stained with Cui Jue's flesh and blood.
In this case, his ghost may have been brought back to Taohua Town.
It's also pitiful. He was so majestic when he was alive, but became a homeless ghost after his death.
Cui Jue's parents had been reincarnated together a long time ago. The Cui family has few descendants, and his second cousin Cui Ming has always had a grudge against him. If Su Li does not accept Cui Jue, he might really have to wander outside.
As Su Li served the meat dishes for the memorial, she murmured, "Although I'm afraid of ghosts, I can also try to raise a ghost. If you really have no place to go, then you can stay."
Su Li placed some of the meat dishes on the altar where incense was burning, and sent the rest to her family for dinner.
She had no appetite, so she drank a bowl of soup and went back to the house.
Su Li sat motionless by the window, fetching brush and ink, and began copying Buddhist scriptures. She wrote a few pages and then tore them all up, forgetting that Cui Jue, such a wicked man, would surely be afraid of talismans and scriptures. It would be disastrous if they harmed him.
At night, Su Li wanted to get up several times to check if there was any less food on the altar.
But she was also worried that the living people had too much yang energy, which would scare evil spirits like Cui Jue away and they would not dare to approach her. They could only stay in the house and wait anxiously.
In the second half of the night, Su Li heard the sound of continuous rain.
She remembered what the old man said: the noisy sound of rain could cover the footsteps of the dead.
It’s Cui Jue who’s back.
Su Li got up in her slippers and hurried to the hall.
She even forgot to hold her umbrella.
When Su Li was about to approach the altar with incense and candles, she suddenly stopped.
Su Li watched from afar for a moment before suddenly realizing... If Cui Jue's spirit returned, it would surely cause a great deal of noise. He wasn't fond of food, and he was so unreasonable, so why would he honestly eat at the altar? He would definitely come looking for Su Li, disturbing her all night, not allowing her to get a good night's sleep.
But Su Li clearly did not wait for Cui Jue.
The room is quiet, with only the lingering fragrance.
At this moment, Su Li suddenly realized.
She finally understood... Cui Jue's soul was gone, and he couldn't even be a ghost.
Su Li returned to her room listlessly. She washed her face with water, changed into a soft dress, and curled up in the quilt.
Su Li turned sideways, hugged a calming pillow filled with dried chrysanthemums, and forced herself to fall asleep.
The moment she turned over, something hard hit her cheek. She reached out and grabbed it, and found it was the jade pendant left by Cui Jue.
Su Li scratched the crack on the jade pendant with her fingertips. She stared at this flawed white jade for a long time without saying a word.
Tonight, Su Li slept very soundly.
She originally thought that she would not dream of Cui Jue, but unexpectedly, he still appeared in her dream in the second half of the night.
Cui Jue was not the handsome and elegant young man she remembered. He just stood in the dark corner of her room, just like before, quietly standing at the head of the bed.
Su Li pinched her face, but it didn't hurt at all. She knew she was dreaming.
The light in the room was dim and she couldn't see Cui Jue's face clearly.
When Su Li was about to reach out to touch him, the man floated away silently.
It was also because Cui Jue had such a strong ghost-like appearance in the past that Su Li didn’t think there was anything wrong with his appearance after his death today.
Su Li sat cross-legged on the couch. She spoke to him earnestly, "Why did you appear in my dream just now? Aren't you usually very clingy? Why didn't you say a word today? Could it be that you hurt your mouth?"
After saying this, Su Li thought of the tragic scene of Cui Jue being trampled by the enemy's cavalry, and guessed that perhaps even his appearance was ruined, so it was normal that he could not speak from then on.
Su Li felt sorry for him and stopped talking for a moment.
Su Li is different from Cui Jue. Since she finally had a dream about him, she must get to the bottom of it.
She hesitated for a long time before asking, "Cui Jue, are you in a lot of pain?"
"If only you were smarter..."
"If only you had been more careful..."
"Then at least you can return home alive, and I can help you apply medicine properly."
Su Li asked a lot of questions, but the dark shadow gradually disappeared and he didn't answer any of her questions.
It was not until dawn that Su Li woke up from this absurd nightmare.
The crab-shell green morning light streamed in through the doors and windows. Su Li subconsciously squinted her eyes and reached out to touch her face.
Su Li's palms were so wet that she was slightly startled.
Qiu Gui came in with a towel for washing her face. She glanced at Su Li and stayed where she was.
Qiu Gui asked cautiously, "Madam...are you crying?"
Su Li curled the corner of her lips and looked at the puddles on the bluestone ground outside the door caused by rain.
She laughed and said, "It's just that the house is leaking."
Qiu Gui breathed a sigh of relief and didn't ask any more questions.
But just as Qiu Gui turned around, Su Li raised her head and glanced at the beams.
Although there was a heavy rain last night and the rain was lingering outside, the roof tiles of the room where Su Li slept were intact and not damaged.
The rain could not leak into the house and did not wet her face.
...These are tears.
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