Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Chapter 483 Self-reflection

Thinking of this, Cui Zhe's tone softened a bit, as if coaxing a little kid: "You know Dalang is weak, so you should be more considerate of him. You are now the most promising child of our Cui family. Why bother with a man whose life span is unknown? Even if you don't give in, he is still your brother after all. You are the younger one, so you should be more tactful when speaking. If you accidentally make him angry, how can you face the clan members?"

Seeing that he showed no signs of anger, Cui Zhe spoke more eloquently, "Besides, although I, your father, have never been an official, I know that being too assertive in the court can lead to setbacks. If you don't think about yourself, think about your mother and Aunt Jiang, right?"

He didn't mention himself at all because it was useless to do so.

These words praised Cui Wei and pretended to be pitiful for him. Finally, he expressed his concern for Cui Bianxu's reputation in the clan and his relationship with his colleagues in the court.

Most people who hear this will just say something politely, "Be more careful next time," even if they don't reflect on it.

But Cui Bianxu is not only a rebellious person, but he is also young.

What's the worst thing about young people?

That's the art of endurance!

Xiao Cui thought that his patience today was already outstanding, but now he was furious when he saw his father still speaking for them.

What can be tolerated by scholars?

He stopped abruptly, and Cui Zhe almost bumped into him. Just as he was about to complain, he looked up and saw his son's eyebrows raised, with a look that said: "I'm going to lose my temper."

I couldn't help but regret it immediately.

Why bother talking so much to this idiot! ?

He just suddenly wanted to be a responsible father!

Let's not even mention how upset Cui Zhe was in his heart. Cui Bianxu had already spoken: "Although I am younger than him, I also know what it means to be loyal to the emperor and love the country! What does his frailty have to do with me? He is not my son!"

"Shouldn't his own parents be the ones reflecting on this? What could they have done to deserve this healthy child to be born so frail and sickly? I've always stayed away from him, and whenever I got close, they acted as if I was trying to harm him. How can this be justified?"

"Other people at his age are out there thinking about how to strive for success, but what about him? He spends all day thinking about the Cui family's small piece of land in Qingzhou! How I interact with my colleagues in the court has always been easygoing and polite. There is no need for you to worry about it, father. You didn't care about it in the past, and you don't have to worry about it in the future!"

Cui Zhe’s temper is really good. He didn’t get angry even when his son scolded him. If it were another father, would he care so much?

At least he should have called out "rebellious son" a few times to relieve his anger, but he didn't care at all, stroking his neatly trimmed and beautifully shaped short beard, wondering what he was thinking.

Cui Bianxu was used to him being like this. He stared at him coldly for a moment before turning and continuing to walk towards their second room. Cui Zhe followed behind with his hands in his pockets, sighing and looking up at the sky from time to time, or turning his head to glance towards Cui Quan's courtyard with a look of worry in his eyes.

The father and son were speechless for a moment. Cui Bianxu exuded an air of keeping strangers away, which made many servants who had just received the news that their Jiulang's temper had improved bow in unison and stand against the wall, not daring to move, wishing they could hide themselves.

Everyone was secretly cursing in their hearts, wondering which shameless person had the audacity to spread such a heartless rumor!

They were almost bold enough to go up and flatter him subtly!

The Cui family has been in Qingzhou for many years. As the ancestral home of the Cui family in Qingzhou, this place naturally covers an astonishingly large area. It took the father and son two quarters of an hour to walk from the main courtyard where Cui Quan was located back to the second house.

Seeing the gate of the second house approaching, Cui Zhe hesitated and wanted to discuss with his son, asking him to stop mentioning those bad things to his mother and stop making complaints, so that he would not be thrown out with his bedding at night.

Cui Bianxu unexpectedly stopped and asked, "Father, when did you find out that Grandfather was plotting against the Liu family?"

This question was like a bolt from the blue. Cui Zhe, who was still fantasizing about having a sweet night with his wife, suddenly wilted. He was stunned for a long time before he raised his head with his eyes wide open and looked at Cui Bianxu blankly.

He opened and closed his mouth, opened and closed it again, his Adam's apple moved violently, his lymph nodes were about to burst, but he still couldn't utter a word.

Seeing this, Cui Bianxu's heart sank, and his expression became gloomy. The look in his eyes when he looked at Cui Zhe was different from before.

That look made Cui Zhe feel flustered. He knew that if he didn't say something today, his wife and son would be in vain. However, his chest and back were burning, his mouth was dry, and he didn't know where to start.

Cui Bianxu waited for a while, and seeing that sweat was oozing from his forehead but there was still no response, he didn't know what to feel. He took two steps back, exhaled heavily, raised his foot and turned to leave, but he felt someone grabbing his sleeve.

"Yier, this matter..."

Cui Zhe managed to calm down and glanced around, then lowered his voice and said, "This is not the place to talk. Let's... let's go to the study."

Cui Bianxu's fierce eyes softened slightly, and just as he was about to respond, he was interrupted by a shout: "Jiulang? But Jiulang is back! It's been a while since we last met, and Jiulang looks more energetic, like an adult."

Following the sound, they saw Cui Wei's wife, Wang Shi. She was leading people out of the courtyard gate of the second house. Seeing them, she smiled reservedly and politely: "Greetings, Second Uncle."

Wang's appearance was not the dignified and elegant type that most noble ladies had, but rather the delicate and charming type.

After all, she was born out of wedlock, and her biological mother was taken as a concubine because of her charming face.

It is precisely because of this that she pays special attention to her image. She often chooses clothes in calm and elegant colors and styles, and prefers simple makeup.

Even the hairpins on the head are chosen to look down on people, and they will never choose those that are particularly gorgeous.

Cui Bianxu was a little more polite to the female relatives, but of course it was only a little...

"Sister-in-law."

Three words, plus a return gift.

Gone.

Fortunately, Wang had gotten used to it after marrying in for so many years. Facing Cui Bianxu's deadpan face, she still smiled faintly and said, "Just now I was telling Second Aunt that the crabapple blossoms are in full bloom, so we'll have a flower banquet in a couple of days. Then, we'll invite our future ninth brother and sister-in-law to come and have some fun together."

When Cui Bianxu heard about the flower banquet, she thought of the conversation in the study just now, and her mood became even worse, but she didn't say anything else. It was common for female relatives to hold a flower banquet, so she could only nod with a wooden face to indicate that she understood.

Cui Zhe's attitude towards his niece-in-law was also average, but he was afraid that Cui Bianxu would be in a bad mood and make her angry as well. There were many people around, and it was not a good reputation to anger your sister-in-law. He quickly said, "Da Lang was a little unhappy just now. You should go back and take a look."