When she hated Cui Xiao for deceiving and killing the whole village, wasn't she evading her responsibility? Her daughter's misfortune and the deaths of uncles and aunts in the village were retribution for the killings back then? She should have died to apologize, but she couldn't let her go.

Children.

Watching her children getting married and grandchildren being born one after another, the long-lost fear invaded every nightmare of hers. She worked hard to eat fast, pray to Buddha, and do good deeds, hoping to offset even a little bit of sin so that future generations could live a smooth and safe life. Looking at her daughter and son-in-law

He left, and his daughter wandered alone, feeling deeper regret in her heart.

She couldn't get rid of this thought.

It was the evil retribution she committed back then that made her descendants miserable.

Cui Hui didn't expect that his mother's depression was so deep, and she still couldn't let it go after so many years. No, at least she let it go before she died.

Although there were casualties in the nunnery, she managed to save most of it through her desperate efforts. The medicinal materials Cui Hui brought could save more lives, which would more or less allow her to forgive her blood debt. Cui Hui still whispered assurances in her mother's ear over and over again. : [Enough, these are definitely enough to wash away the sins of our family. If not, my daughter will save enough in the rest of her life... A daughter is not enough for one generation, we still have grandchildren, and there will be great-grandchildren in the future... Children and grandchildren can always pay back clean.】

Cui Hui just said this because he wanted his mother to leave with peace of mind.

"Zhishan, with this batch of medicinal materials, you..."

"Keep it, why did mother say this before she died?"

Cui Hui pursed his lips tightly.

It was not a trivial matter for her to take away the medicinal materials, and it was normal for Cui Zhi to argue with her. But now he did not say a word, which made her at a loss. Cui Zhi ordered people to get the written and ink slips and the son-in-law's mourning clothes: "Besides these, my mother also had other things before she died. Any other explanation?”

Cui Huidao: "There are also some instructions."

Nothing more than some blessings of peace and tranquility.

Almost everyone was taken care of.

Including her father.

After keeping vigil for a whole day, Cui Hui asked Cui Zhi to eat something. The couple sat outside the door of the side hall and looked at each other in silence. Cui Hui had many words brewing in his heart, and in the end he only had two dry sentences: "The war is urgent, you How can you, as the leader of the country, and an important minister stay outside? Just leave some people here, I will keep an eye on you... If you delay for a long time, it will not be good for you or the Cui family..."

Cui Zhi burned the copied scriptures one by one.

"If it's not good, then it's okay."

These words made Cui Hui suspect that the man next to him was fake.

She never dreamed that these would be words spoken by Cui Zhi himself.

Cui Zhi seemed unable to see the shock on her face: "When I heard the news, I was worried that something might happen to you. If the medicinal materials are gone, they will be gone. If we have a big business, we can still raise money... If you are gone, I will still Can you ask your father-in-law and mother-in-law for another one?"

Cui Hui's eyes looked like he had seen a ghost: "Cui Zhishan?"

Isn't it someone who pretended to lie to her?

Cui Zhi looked at the scrolls and scriptures burning quietly in the charcoal basin, seeming to be murmuring, and seemed to be saying to Cui Hui: "That's it."

"Why is that?" Cui Hui was puzzled.

Cui Zhi did not explain to her.

The next day, Cui Zhi had no intention of leaving.

From time to time, there were thugs at the bottom of the mountain who wanted to get close, but they were repelled by the private troops brought by Cui Zhi, and the mountain gained a long-lost peace.

On the morning of the third day, more than two thousand people gathered at the foot of the mountain.

And there are more and more trends.

Upon inquiring about the news, it turned out that the Immortal Cultists had invaded Tianqing County in cooperation with others. The plague in Tianqing County spread to a large number of Immortal Cultists. These people also heard that a large amount of medicinal herbs had been sent to the mountains in the past few days, so they sent people to borrow the medicinal materials. Cui Zhi Can't help but sneer.

"Borrowing? What kind of borrowing is this?"

Cui Hui brought the medicinal materials here with the intention of rushing to Tianqing County to help control the plague. As long as the medicinal materials can be used on ordinary people, she is afraid that these cultists will take them for themselves. She looked at Cui Zhi, who was full of anger, and persuaded

: "There aren't many people on the mountain who can fight. They have a large number of people. If they piss people off, I'm afraid..."

If you can negotiate, try your best to negotiate.

Cui Zhi looked at his entourage: "What did they say?"

These cultists were quite polite and sent people to negotiate seriously. Cui Zhi suppressed his anger and decided to meet them before talking.

"Let them disarm and go up the mountain."

Those who go up the mountain must not be brave warriors.

It doesn't matter whether the weapons of a brave warrior are surrendered or not.

Within half an hour, the cultist messenger was invited up the mountain.

"You are a guest who has come from afar."

Cui Zhi was sitting at a tea shop outside Qingshui Temple where he met guests. The visitor was also a literary scholar, but his appearance did not mean that he was a treacherous person. At a glance, he could be classified as an "honest person with good looks".

, the breath is peaceful and upright, and there is no emotion of disgust. He doesn't look like a fool, how could he believe in the Yongsheng Cult? Cui Zhi raised his hand and motioned for the other party to sit down.

"A cup of thin tea, sir, please don't dislike it."

The scribe sat down.

It started with a simple greeting: "Don't you know your surname?"

"Cui."

The scribe said: "What a coincidence, my surname is also Cui."

Cui Zhi secretly twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking that the other party was just trying to win over people: "Without further ado, Cui does have a batch of medicinal materials in his hand. After discussing with his wife, he plans to use them to treat the plague in the country. If you want the medicinal materials, you will not agree, but if

If a patient needs medicine, you can send him or her, and Mr. Cui will treat everyone equally!"

It can be cured, but borrowing medicinal materials is not necessary.

Who knows what these people did with their things.

The scribe did not expect Cui Zhi to be so easy to talk to, and his attitude was a bit soft: "Cui Jun is kind and righteous, I would like to thank everyone in the army."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Cui Zhi's filial piety clothes.

"Is there something wrong at home?"

"My mother-in-law is newly deceased."

The scribe sighed: "I'm sorry, I don't know where Yue Ling is. If it's convenient, I can go burn incense and express my feelings."

Cui Zhi had no objection.

(ノДＴ)
Chapter completed!