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Chapter 73 Qinghe

 Qinghe, Beimeng, has the same name and similar status as the present world. Beimeng's geography strangely reached the north, but Qinghe's geography is very consistent with the present world. When Zhao Changhe escorted Cui Yuanyang, a joke appeared in his mind: I'm coming to HEB Province.

The location of the capital is also very close to the present capital, but Beimeng ran to the north. Therefore, Cui Yuanyong once said that although my family did not pass by the capital from Beimeng, it would not be too far apart when it turned around.

I don’t know how this phenomenon was formed and what is related to the present world... Maybe I can really ask Cui Wenjing this time, but Yangyang may not be clear about this.

Walking on the streets of Qinghe County, the streets are extremely spacious, with endless traffic flowing, and the sound of hawking stalls on both sides is endless. There are towers and pavilions everywhere, with a huge atmosphere.

This is the first bustling city that Zhao Changhe saw in this life. It is more than several times more prosperous than the one where he stole clothes before. I wonder how the capital's weather is.

The bloody massacre of the whole family, the chaos of robbery, the turbulence in the rivers and lakes, the scenes that the blind man once gave, the bandits' rebellion and the murder of foreign races seemed to be very far away from such a place, so far away that it was not like a world.

If you talk about the Pure Land in troubled times, it is probably this place.

The governor of Qinghe County is the Cui family, not Cui Wenjing himself, but his younger brother Cui Wenjue. The Cui family has many other tribes, relatives, disciples and former officials, and they are spread all over the prefectures and counties and even the army, and truly a first-class world-class force that spans states and counties.

This is Qinghe Cui.

Cui Wenjing himself did not serve in the court, and he maintained the ninth place in the world. Xia Longyuan must also respect such a person and such a force.

In the eyes of most people, the image of the head of the Cui family is different from the old fox and father that Zhao Changhe saw. He is really a fairy god with a head but no tail, and a high above like a cloud. He is majestic and gentle and gentle.

Under modern knowledge, we know that there is an extreme ugliness behind this prosperity. Land annexation alone can displace many people. Most of the dynasty cycles come from this. The aristocratic families are the absolute negative protagonists here. Others who bully men and women, talk about the mystery and disregard the dynasty and even collude with foreign races, etc., are all the main things. The reason for the chaotic times is that the aristocratic families have to take a large part of the blame.

Therefore, Zhao Changhe always had resistance or even contempt for the aristocratic family. Even if Yangyang is cute, he is an individual and cannot represent the class. But at this moment, he witnessed the prosperity and peace that was completely different from the outside world, and he still had to admit that his impression was not so objective before.

Things have their own two sides, at least at this moment, this is indeed a pure land.

Cuijia Manor is located in the east of the city, covering a continuous and vast area, with a solemn atmosphere. Next to the door and outside the door, there are spring breezes and willows, small bridges and flowing water, which adds some leisurely and elegant to the solemnity. In fact, it is more stylish than the spring scenery of the back garden of Wei County Magistrate’s previous Wei County.

Cui Wenjing didn't take Zhao Changhe, so he didn't know where he went. Cui Yuanyang happily took her brother Zhao into the house. Just from entering the door to her boudoir, Zhao Changhe felt that the road was three times longer than his mother's round Beimang Mountain Village, and there were more Zhuang Dings who repaired flowers and cut grass on the road than the mountain villages.

Real rich loli.

Cui Yuanyang could see his envy, jealousy and hatred, and said with a smile: "If you ask Brother Zhao to come here early and ask about the marriage again, will Brother Zhao stay here and not leave?"

Zhao Changhe said honestly: "It is most likely to say that rich women are hungry and have a meal."

Cui Yuanyang said in a rough voice: "I, Zhao Changhe, don't eat soft food."

"Hey, have I ever revealed my words in front of you?"

"Why do you have to reveal it? You can guess it."

"I feel that my image in your heart has been blindly raised... If you give me the money, I really want it, really..."

"Then have you said such things?"

"……have."

"Why didn't you lift it up?" Cui Yuanyang smiled and held his hand: "Let's go, take you to see my room, it's very cute..."

"Miss." There was finally a servant next to him and couldn't help it: "Young Master Zhao is not suitable to go to your boudoir..."

These servants and maids have been following behind for a long time, and their faces are as beautiful as those of Xiao Xiang when they see the little men and women flirting.

At this time, Zhao Changhe was a toad who wanted to eat swan meat and was disliked by the master and made a three-year agreement. The matter had not been circulated yet, but the news began to spread within the Cui family... In fact, the people of the Cui family did not think that you could really be on the list in the past three years, which meant that the marriage could be declared gone.

I asked you to visit because you were considered a lady’s benefactor and that was not expelled. That was the demeanor of the master. You still depended on it and wanted to go into the boudoir? What do you want to do when you go in? Ang?

So Cui Wenjing would think that this proposal would make Zhao Changhe’s own reputation very miserable. He really did not care about his own face for Yangyang’s face.

Cui Yuanyang knew that the more she was, the less she could not stand it for others to say this. Zhao Changhe turned around and put his hips on his back and angrily shouted: "It's my business for whom I love to bring into my boudoir. My father didn't care. Can you control it?"

The servant advised: "The master is busy with all his life, so he can't even bother to explain this. The lady should love herself. Isn't the lesson taught by him enough to leave home without authorization this time..."

Someone else said: "Yes, you see, this man asks for money when he speaks. This is too... I've never seen such a person. It turns out that he is a bandit."

Zhao Changhe laughed in silence.

Cui Yuanyang was so angry that he was laughed at by this sentence. He took out a piece of gold from his arms and stuffed it into Zhao Changhe's hand: "I'll give him money if he wants it, who can control it?"

As he said that, he raised his toes again and tried to kiss Zhao Changhe's face: "I'm still kissing him, please tell my father to take care of him!"

I didn't kiss you, I was too short.

Cui Yuanyang raised his toes and jumped slightly, and his forehead was pressed down by Zhao Changhe.

Cui Yuanyang looked at him angrily, and Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "Take the opportunity, right?"

"Hmph." Cui Yuanyang turned his head and avoided his big hand: "Let's go, ignore them."

A group of maids and maids were all stupid there, and they even kissed them in broad daylight...

After that, after the lady went out, she really followed the bandits. She just ran to the village and said that she was a wife who was suppressing the village, and she probably looked like that...

I vaguely heard Zhao Changhe say in front: "Okay, it's really inconvenient for me to have a boudoir. Our agreement was originally for your reputation, so don't ruin it yourself again. Your father and I have a headache."

Cui Yuanyang pouted, knowing that he was too excited, and he regarded this as a marriage contract in his heart. In fact, it is not considered serious, but it is a sign of "turning back".

I can't be willful in destroying my father and Brother Zhao's efforts.

She sighed a little depressedly: "Oh... Then come here with me..."

“Where?”

"Hide the military room." Cui Yuanyang said, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Zhao Changhe's wine gourd that never left him. The wind and rain of the rivers and lakes came. Even Zhao Changhe himself didn't know when the knife had opened his mouth. The wine gourd was surprisingly well protected, but it turned out to be old, but he was reluctant to throw it away.

She glanced over and said unintentionally: "Brother Zhao's knife is open. I want to find you the best knife to carry it all the time!"

"If you cut too much, there is no knife that will never break the gap..."

"You... talk nonsense, there must be!"

Zhao Changhe didn't know that the little girl had her mind at the Shura Field. At this time, the desire to change a good knife really exceeded all interest. At this moment, a naked girl came to lie in front of her and was too lazy to pay attention: "Okay, okay, I'm talking nonsense, I'm talking nonsense, take me to see the knife!"

The Cui family's military rooms are actually not one, but a house, which is strictly guarded. There is another road behind the house, leading to a slightly higher hill. A small hall made of pure copper can be vaguely seen above. I don't know what treasure is inside.

Cui Yuanyang personally brought people to the military room, but the guards did not stop him. Of course, the head of the family had the qualifications to take most of the weapons at will. Cui Yuanyang did not mean to walk to the bronze hall of the hills, but just pulled Zhao Changhe to the right room and smiled and said, "This is a specialty for hiding swords."

Zhao Changhe took his eyes back from the bronze hall and asked in a low voice: "What is there?"

"On the hill, behind the bronze hall is our ancestral temple. Now my father is trying to examine people inside..." Cui Yuanyang also lowered his voice: "As for that bronze hall, it is the place where my Cui family treasure Qinghe sword is hidden. Oh, by the way, there is also a famous sword given by His Majesty. It means that he cherishes it."

Zhao Changhe, who has read thousands of novels, instinctively felt that something was wrong here.
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