Have You Written Your Will Today?

  Chapter 244 The way of heaven, the general must die

   There are not many people who have solved the lottery. The leader of the queue.

  It has never been very patient.

  I can't help thinking about it seriously.

   It's a cat right now.

   Not a dignified girl.

   You can have no quality.

  Anyway... it was Cui Yun who lost face.

  After figuring this out, it ran to jump in line without hesitation. Swaggeringly squeezed to the front.

  The reckless man who is about to take his turn: …

   If someone else joined his team, he would have already punched him, but it happened to be a cat. It was still a snow-white cat with its head raised high, trying to hold the lottery in its mouth.

  The reckless man was very happy, rubbed his nose and took a step back.

  The Taoist priest who released the sign was silent. He bent over to take the sign. Under Xuetuan's expectant gaze, he was about to unravel. I saw someone approaching slowly.

  Cui Yun is dressed as a son of a family, with an extraordinary bearing.

   "I'm bothering you."

  He said lightly: "Cats are not sensible, so they insist on playing tricks."

  He looked at Xue Tuan, holding a stick in his hand: "This is what you shook."

   "At any rate, I raised it carefully, so you can explain it to me outside."

  Xuetuan looked up and saw that it was the evil lottery that it had rejected.

  It angrily turned its back on Cui Yun, venting its dissatisfaction.

   Daoist Sanqing came with Cui Yun, he smiled when he saw this, and said: "Cui Xiaoyou, the last time I played chess with you was half a year ago, why don't you let me see you, is your chess skill superb?"

  Cui Yun also agreed.

  After he settled Cui Xuan, he went to the bamboo forest with Taoist Sanqing.

   There is a chessboard in the middle of the bamboo forest. Seeing that the two sat down, Xue Tuan's eyes fell on the pen and paper not far away, as well as the prepared ink.

   It rests on the bluestone steps. As if waiting for it to play out.

  Its heart was beating like thunder, and after taking a look at Cui Yun, it ran over unceremoniously like a thief.

  Xuetuan tilted her head and thought for a while, but didn't choose a cumbersome brush, and let the furry pads be filled with ink, struggling to write stroke by stroke on the paper.

  It seems that it doesn't care so much anymore.

   Soon, she handed it to Cui Yun like holding a baby.

"Meow."

  Look.

  Cui Yun dropped the white chess piece in his hand, and then lowered his eyes. He glanced casually, and lightly landed on Xue Tuan's expectant round eyes.

   "Want to play with paper dragonflies again? Let Jixin fold them for you later."

   Xue Tuan was at a loss.

"Meow!"

  She yelled sadly, and the next moment, her chubby body became extremely stiff.

  The rice paper that was filled with her writing was wiped off with all the ink at some point.

  Clean as before, without any trace.

   Only her flesh pads are still dark, with the residual fragrance of ink. Reminding it that all this is real.

   "Cui Xiaoyou."

   Daoist Sanqing finally spoke out. He raised his hand to pick up the signature that Cui Yun had put aside.

   "I have a predestined relationship with her, so why not let me resolve this lot?"

  The Daoist Sanqing is the most respected. When the new emperor was enthroned, he intentionally asked him to practice. However, the day before the new emperor personally visited the door, he left Shengjing and wandered around.

   These years, her whereabouts are uncertain.

   Today I went back to the gym.

  He seems to have come here just for the snow ball.

  Cui Yun squinted his eyes. He subconsciously flicked the bracelet on his wrist.

   "It's the luck of Xuetuan."

   "Then trouble Cui Xiaoyou, fetch some water."

   It is false to fetch water, but it is true to dismiss him.

  However, Xuetuan's paws should be washed. Cui Yun had no defense against Daoist Sanqing, if not, he would not have worn the bracelet he gave him for many years.

   Immediately, he lazily got up.

  Seeing Cui Yun walk away. Before Daoist Sanqing could speak again, Xue Tuan covered his ears.

   It doesn't listen!

   That's not what it shakes!

   Don't reason with it!

  However, Daoist Sanqing half bent down.

   "My little friend probably didn't ask for this lottery for himself."

   Xue Tuan suddenly raised his head in disbelief.

  Sanqing Daoist Priest: "How many people in this world can be blessed and turned into good fortune? The way of heaven, the general's life should be killed, and no one can change it. You are, and so is the poor."

   "Look at the clouds in the sky, they are clustered and smeared like crimson blood."

   "The good city has been broken, the red city—"

  He said hoarsely, "I can't keep it anymore."

  ——

  Cui Yun noticed that after Xue Tuan set off to return, his expression was obviously depressed.

  The one with her is Cui Xuanshi.

  The lottery Cui Xuan asked for was also an extremely bad lottery. She couldn't help feeling like a stick in her throat.

   One person and one cat, Cui Yun really didn't know how to comfort her.

  But for some reason, on the way back, it seemed like bad luck.

  Dark clouds covered the dreary sky.

  Suddenly a torrential downpour came, covering the sky and covering the earth. Bean-sized raindrops slammed down. It fell on the ground and splashed like puffs of white smoke.

  Caught off guard, thunder broke out everywhere.

  The mountain road was muddy and unable to move forward, forcing everyone to stop on the way. There is no village in front and no land in the back. Fortunately, there is a family not far away.

  Cui Yun led the crowd to hide from the rain.

  The old lady who opened the door didn't refuse after listening to it, and hurriedly invited people in. She suffers from eye disease and walks with a cane.

   "The family is poor, everyone don't dislike it."

   Xue Tuanyuan's eyes looked around.

   Indeed poor.

   Not to mention cramped, poor families are bare. Even the coarse cloth clothes on the old lady's body were all washed white and full of patches.

  Cui Xuanshi asked softly: "Old man, excuse me."

   "I'm happy."

  The old woman tremblingly said: "The youngest in the family died, and the old one also left, leaving me alone. Maybe I have not been popular for a long time."

  She smiled vicissitudes of life, and apologized very much.

   "It's meal time, and the visitors are guests. If there is still rice in the rice tank, I will treat you to a meal."

Cui Yun lowered his eyes: "Not long ago, the government summoned wealthy businessmen from all over the country and issued a decree. Those who are extremely poor, sick and homeless should go to the government to register. After their investigation, they can carry a bucket of rice every month after confirming the situation. One person You can receive it for more than a year, do you know?"

   These silvers are naturally provided by rich merchants.

   can be considered a big deal.

  The wealthy businessman got the inscription written by the emperor. This is something that can last forever in the ancestral hall.

  The old lady smiled.

  She murmured bitterly: "Government?"

   "You can tell you are young just by listening to your son's voice. It's a lie to talk about getting rice."

  Cui Yun's eyebrows twitched.

   "What does this mean?"

The old woman laughed: "The government said that you can get rice, even people who wear gold and silver can get it. The government can't say for sure, those who are dying of starvation don't even want to take a grain. The left and right mouths are in their hands." body."

   "There are too many poor people in the world, but the above really promulgated this order. One person fights, a hundred people fight a hundred people. Those officials don't know the suffering in the world. If they hide it, they can make a fortune even if they sell it."

  Cui Yun's eyes paused, seemingly sharp.

   After a while, he sneered.

   It’s no wonder that my elder brother said something when he abandoned literature and went to martial arts.

   "Weizhen, you don't know, the demons and ghosts in this world always try to appreciate the world with a bodhisattva heart. The balance and prosperity you think is just what you think. You are still young, and you will understand in the future."

  (end of this chapter)