Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Chapter 482 Acting

Cui Zhou's voice gradually lowered, filled with endless dejection. "It's not that I, as a father, am biased. Shiqilang is only six years old, but as the old saying goes, a child's character can be seen at the age of three. In the future, he will at most be an idler like your second uncle. If Cui's family is handed over to him..."

Cui Wei's eyes were red and he was breathing heavily. He suddenly slid off the chair and knelt on the ground, kowtowed deeply: "Father, it is my fault that I am unfilial."

A palm has different lengths, let alone a living person?

Although Cui Wei and Cui Zhan are brothers from the same mother, and Cui Zhan is the youngest son born to an old clam with a pearl in its mouth, to Cui Zhou, his father, Cui Zhan is not even one tenth as important as Cui Wei.

Cui Wei was his eldest son. When the child was still in his mother's womb, he read to him every day in front of his mother's belly. He had high hopes for this child.

The baby was so small when it was born. To this day, he still remembers the trembling, shaking, floating feeling of tension and unreality when the midwife put the tiny baby in his arms.

That was his most beloved child. He wished he could hold him in his hands every day and teach him how to read and write....

Later, when Cui Zhou learned that the child was born with a deficiency and would not live long, he almost collapsed...

"Father, please save Wei'er!" Cui Zhou kowtowed to Cui Quan with tears in his eyes.

God is unfair, as this unicorn boy Cui was born with a chronic disease!

If possible, he would have liked to suffer this pain for his son.

Cui Quan's old eyes were also shining with tears at this time.

The eldest son and grandson are naturally different from their other children. If a father's love is ten points, he must put more than half on his eldest son and grandson.

He has been lovingly caring for this grandson for thirty-one years, taking care of him carefully. In spring, he was afraid of late spring cold; in summer, he was afraid of the ice basin being too cold; in autumn, he was afraid of the hot summer heat; not to mention the winter. Year after year, everything he has done until now is not to plan a way out for him.

Whenever he saw the doctor shaking his head, he felt so resentful that he had no way to vent it.

He turned his back, quietly wiped away the turbid tears, and turned around again with a determined look on his face: "Jiulang, as a child of the Cui family, naturally has to serve the Cui family. Otherwise, how can he be worthy of the Cui family's kindness in raising him? You don't have to worry about this matter."

Cui Zhou paused, feeling a sense of relief, tears streaming down his face. He knew that since Aye had said so, there must be a way...

From the moment his son knelt down, he knew that Cui Wei was putting on a show to force his grandfather.

Acting when favored and acting when unfavored are two different things. This matter concerns his son's life, so he must help his son act...

Cui Zhe, who had hurriedly caught up with his son outside, straightened his robe, slowed down his pace, cleared his throat, and looked at his eldest son's face, which was a little embarrassed: "Yier, is Miss Jiang settled?"

After saying this, he felt a little disgusted with himself. At this age, he still had to look at his son's mood!

"Yeah." Cui Bianxu glanced at his father, still indifferent so that no one could tell what he was thinking, but his pace slowed down.

Cui Zhe, who was just angry about his weak father's authority, was delighted when he saw this. Look, look, this man has the same personality as him, forgetting his mother after getting a wife!

Old Cui puffed out his chest and wanted to express his concern for his son's work, life, and relationships, when Cui Bianxu spoke up: "Father, do you also want your future daughter-in-law to serve you?"

"this…"

Cui Zhe stumbled and nearly fell, his elegant and handsome face flushed red. "You're talking nonsense again! What grandfather wants his daughter-in-law to wait on him?"

What would that look like?

Don’t be afraid of people talking about you!

Disgraceful to gentlemen!

"That's good. I can't leave her by my side. If mother needs someone to take care of her, I will let her go back with me to Chang'an this time." Cui Bianxu said casually, which made his father's heart beat fast.

How could Cui Zhe agree to this?

He has been separated from Yue Niang for so long, how can they be separated again?

"Now that you're married, why would you want to separate your mother? Your mother and I have lived in Qingzhou for a long time and are used to it. Chang'an has a dry climate and your mother won't be able to get used to it!"

Cui Zhe immediately defended his sovereignty and regretted why he had spoken up for the brat.

He should have been beaten and punished at home, forcing him to stand up and face the threat of separation from his wife!

Cui Bianxu snorted coldly, his temper only getting worse towards his father. "Having Mother here would make it difficult for Father to look for those concubines, wouldn't it? I heard Father has acquired several more beautiful concubines while Mother was away. Your son is incompetent and can't help you in other areas, so at least he should let Father live a free life. This is also considered as a filial son's way of showing his filial piety."

As he spoke, he glanced at his crotch and said teasingly: "Father, you are already old. If you don't take care of your health, I'm afraid that in the future..."

Cui Zhe felt guilty after hearing the first part, and was hesitant to think about what to say. When he heard the second part, he immediately felt embarrassed and annoyed: "You don't understand adults' affairs, stay out of it!"

"hehe..."

What's there to not understand? He's also getting married!

Although his mother didn't arrange for him to have a maid who was knowledgeable about human relationships, she did give him a booklet...

Isn't that the case~

This chuckle was truly irritating. Cui Zhe instantly bristled, but then he shifted his focus and scooted closer to his son, saying, "It's not that I want to lecture you, Father, it's really... Hey! You're now the Junior Minister of the Dali Temple, and you're getting married soon, so why are you still so outspoken? What kind of talk were you saying to Dalang just now? What about the nine clans? Is His Majesty that kind of person?"

Although the words are rough, the logic is sound, but it is a bit too rough.

Cui Bianxu thought without hesitation: "He dares to challenge me on such a casual matter, and I can't say a few words?"

Just kidding, if Cui Wei hadn't taken advantage of the sickly guy, he wouldn't have just been talking nonsense today.

Cui Yi considered himself to be an easy-going person who never liked to argue with others. If there was something he didn't understand, he would just let everyone see the truth with their own hands.

That annoying look instantly reminded Cui Zhe of his own twenties, when he was still in the prime of life. This was the prime time when he should have been full of energy, drinking, writing poetry, and talking about his ideals in life with his friends. However, thanks to this debt collector, he had spent all his time carrying gifts everywhere, pretending to be a grandson, and smiling and apologizing to everyone. He couldn't help but want to curse.

But he knew that the debt collector was right. He had indeed made great progress and could now restrain himself from taking action.

If it had been before going to Chang'an, Cui Wei would have been carried out horizontally, and how could he still complain?