Chapter 56

Naga Jinhua, covered with a veil, stared silently at the man in front of her with a shocked look. A huge heart-wrenching pain suddenly surged from her chest. This pain was only three more than the pain caused by the time when she returned to the tribe alone and avoiding him far away. The violent pain that burst out instantly only made her unable to stand up and sway slightly. Then the unique stubbornness of the plateau people made her strongly stabilize her body. After standing for a while, after stabilizing her body, the woman who seemed extremely weak at this time was towards Cui Poxing step by step.

"Miss Jinhua, I...you..." Seeing that this extremely pure and cute woman in the past is getting closer and closer to her, Cui Po, who was also full of thoughts in his heart, wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he was just a series of vague murmurs.

Finally, Naja Jinhua stood in front of the man chosen by Changshengtian for her again. Looking at his handsome face, a hint of pride, a hint of joy, a hint of grievance, and a hint of resentment burst out from her heart. The next moment, a crisp "po" sound suddenly appeared on Cui Po's face.

As if scared by this crisp sound, Naja Jinhua looked at her slightly raised right hand, then looked at the bright red fingerprints on the man's face in front of her. A crystal-clear tears suddenly slid down, and a bead came out. Then countless tears then rolled out, soaking the covered veil a lot, revealing her thin and beautiful face.

He slowly raised his hand, and let the tears flow down Naja Jinhua gently stroked the man's face with bright red fingerprints, and rubbed it slowly for a long time, and waited until the red marks gradually disappeared. He suddenly turned around and ran to Songzan Sado, who was still lifting his sword, pressed his scimitar, and said sadly: "Brother Songzan, Changshengtian will punish him. I am very tired. Can you take me back to the plateau?"

Looking at the innocent smile of the past, Naja Jinhua no longer had the smile that made the brightest red flowers ashamed. Looking at the sadness in her eyes that were as pure as a river, Cui Po, who thought that keeping it on the plateau would make her happier, suddenly bursts of pity and heartache bursts of heartache, and even louder bells sounded: "I was wrong? I was really wrong!..." The longer Naja Jinhua stared at him, the deeper the heartache accumulated. Until the crisp sound, he was not half in his heart.

He was angry, but he felt a sense of ease and pleasure. Then when the little hand with the fragrance of green grass touched his face, gently sliding. Cui Po seemed to see the shy, bright and pure girl on the platform, and said to himself softly: "You are the man chosen by Changshengtian for me, I am your shadow, how can the shadow leave her master?" At this moment, endless affection flowed into Cui Po's chest with the gentle caress. It was also at this moment that Cui Po truly understood the affection of Naga Jinhua.

Looking at Cui Po, who looked strange and had no intention of responding to the challenge, and then looking at Naga Jinhua in front of him, Songzan Sado shouted again: "Cui Po, you should be a coward who should hang a fox's tail on your head, you are not worthy of being a hero on the plateau." After shouting, as the eight guards of Guo's mansion changed their expressions, Songzan Sado sighed and said, "Let's go."

Songzan Sado and the other four walked out in anger. When they left the door, Cui Po, who had just woken up completely, saw Naga Jinhua, who was being helped, fall on him with a gentle look back. The sad and clear eyes kept flowing in Yiyi's unyielding separation and attachment. At this moment, it was like a thunderclap in his heart, without thinking at all. Cui Po was like a crossbow arrow from the strings, rushed out quickly and hugged the sad plateau elf tightly in his arms. Then he was trapped in a faint fragrance of green grass. He could no longer think about it. He felt that he had completely sunk into an absolute silence. In this silence, there was a hint of joy and silence. His heart gradually melted in this joy and silence.

Seeing this scene happening to the young master who wanted to nourish his energy all day long, Di Shi was as shocked as the Eight Guards, and stood in shock. After Songzan Sado was slightly stunned, the first smile of today finally appeared on his face. He looked at the two embracing each other carefully. He finally couldn't help but punch Cui Bo on the shoulder, and then shouted at the two followers: "Go!" Then he didn't look back and walked forward and walked out of the mansion without looking back.

This sudden hug made the poor Naga Golden Flower girl stunned like Cui Po just now. After a long time, she gently spread her arms and slowly hugged the man's waist as if she was in a dream. Until her arms were tightly held, the poor girl finally confirmed that this was no longer a night dream. Then, the tears that had just stopped slipped silently again, but a chunk of flowers bloomed clearly at the corner of her lips.

After half a stick of incense, Cui Po, who had his brain recovered from work, gently pushed the girl in his arms, gently wiped the crystal clearness hanging on her beautiful face, took off the covered gauze scarf, and the half-stained Naga golden flower made the whole hall bright. The eight guards standing next to him only glanced at her and could no longer bear her staring and lowered her head; even the little Di Shi couldn't help but scream in her heart: "Good, Longli, this woman is so beautiful... so beautiful!"

Giving her a comforting smile, Cui Po Rourou took the little hand that was like a jade carving, turned around and led her to the inner courtyard, responding to his smile, Naga Jinhua's face also had the brightest smile, and she held his hand tightly with her backhand and then went inward, but her clear and flawless eyes never left the man beside her.

On the way out of the front hall and into the inner courtyard, Cui Po, who was leading the way, heard a cheer in his ears. Turning his head, what he saw was Naga Jinhua looking at him tightly with her pleading eyes, while her free left hand pointed to the bright yellow and red marigolds in the flowerbed on the side of the road.

"It's really a flower elf!" Cui Po said in his heart, and then led her towards the flower garden. Looking at the flowers blooming in late autumn, Naja's golden flower lowered her body to pick a golden chrysanthemum, and stood up with love in her eyes and gently tied it on Cui Po's hair, which was lightly tied. Then he looked carefully, and after showing a satisfied smile, he lowered his body and picked a flower for himself, adding three points to her already beautiful face.

After doing all this, the two looked at each other and smiled and moved forward again. When they came to the mother's room where bursts of laughter came, Cui Po stopped calming down, tightened the hand in his hand, and pushed open the door with Jinhua and walked straight to Cui Lu, bowing and saying, "Mother, my son wants to marry this woman, please forgive me."

Naja Jinhua was inevitably panicked when she saw so many people in the house. When she saw Cui Po lying on the ground, she immediately bowed down with a delicate thought, while looking at the kind woman in front of her with her clear and flawless eyes.

This sudden action only made Jingruo, who was filial to the old lady in the room, was surprised. Looking at the golden chrysanthemum on his husband's temples and the beautiful and pure girl beside him who could not feel any hatred, they were stunned and speechless, and they were stunned and stunned.

Cui Lu, who had not yet come to his senses, said a word. Cui Po, who was lying on the ground, felt that Naga Jinhua next to him slowly broke away from his hand. The next moment, stood up in the eyes of the room, walked to the old woman sitting on the couch, gently pulled out the bright red calendula on her hairline, and slowly tied her onto her temples with slightly frosty silk in her eyes. This flower made Cui Lu, who was dressed in plain colors, look even more vivid.

Then, Naja Jinhua crossed her hands on her chest and bowed three times. As her body rose and fell, the delicate braid also rose and fell, which was particularly agile. After the three prayers, Naja Jinhua half-beared and retreated back to Cui Po and bowed again to the ground, and she still couldn't forget to give a smile to the man around her.

Cui Lu was originally from a noble family. He was accustomed to etiquette since he was a child and treated people well without being friendly. Even the pomegranates adopted since childhood, loquats were the same. After Cui Po married her and welcomed her to Chang'an, she even spoke out and thought that she was a model for her family. She had seen Naga Jinhua, who was not aware of Confucian etiquette, so intimately, and her face suddenly became flushed. Her appearance only made the pomegranate standing behind her chuckling, which made the old woman's face redness add to her third.

After waiting for a while, Cui Lu glanced at the pomegranate fiercely, turned his head and said to Cui Po, "You can ask me these two good daughters-in-law about this matter before you talk about it!"

Upon hearing this, Cui Po turned his head and looked at Jingruo, who was sitting on the lower right side of his mother.

Looking at Cui Po's eyes that were quite entrenched, the words that were tender like water rang in his ears again, "Let us grow old together, let us grow old together." Now the words are still in my ears, another woman will become her sister, her husband's bride. Thinking of this, Jingruo's heart was already filled with soreness. But at this time, she came from a wealthy family and was famous for her virtuous and politeness, but how could she bear the reputation of "jealous women" and say that "no"? After pondering for a long time, she suppressed the increasingly bitter grief in her heart and said: "Husband is the head of the family, and this matter can be decided, and I have no objection." Since she has spoken like this, Wuyi naturally nodded. At this point, the overall situation of Najia Jinhua marrying into the Cui family has been decided.

Cui Po's second wedding in Chang'an was held at Cui's house three days later. Because of Naga's golden flower's identity as a concubine, Cui Po's move was originally a concubine, so there were not many guests invited. However, after the trouble of the Ministry of Works and Meng Jiao and others, a beautiful flower group was revealed. The climax of the wedding was naturally when the bride was wearing a golden mud butterfly skirt and came out to worship. There were hundreds of butterflies with different dance postures on the seven-pleated skirt with golden thread hooked with gold thread, as if they were alive under the lights, flying around the stunning owner. The bright light of Naga's golden flower made the guests in the hall lose their voices in an instant. It was not until a moment later that a loud sigh sounded. As the guests' best evaluation of the bride.

A few days later, Cui Po, who was addicted to the gentle hometown, got up every morning and just went to the Ministry of Works to order a post after the Mao. Fortunately, Li Langzhong had a good impression of him, so naturally he had nothing to say. After "blacking" him, the four ministers including Wei Yingwu and others also took charge of his official duties and eliminated his worries.

Zhilifan Courtyard invited the minor officials who went on a mission to Tubo that day to come to teach Najia Jinhuaxi to speak the official language of the Tang Dynasty every day. During this period, all kinds of things that made people laugh, which made Cui Po and the others who were curious about the audience laughed.

Such leisurely days lasted for more than ten days, until the news that the "Subject to Sea Taxation and Trade" he submitted that day was rejected, Cui Po woke up from the gentle hometown.

At the moment when the news came, Cui Po was sitting cross-legged on a Persian felt blanket in the back garden. While listening to Naja Jinhua's weird pronunciation and speaking difficult-talking official words, he was flipping through the "Records of the Grand Historian" in his hand. The rare sunshine in autumn shone on his body, making people so lazy that they didn't want to move.

After hearing Cui Sishu, who was introduced by Di Shi, said the news that his memorial was rejected, Cui Po could no longer sit down and immediately bounced up and said, "Di Shi, prepare a horse." Then he went back to the front yard to change his clothes, and went out of the mansion to ride his horse and run wildly into the Tongyifang clan's house.

When he arrived at Cui's house, Cui Po turned over and got off the horse and threw the reins to his family who heard the sound. Without waiting for anyone to report, he walked straight through the screen wall, the front yard, and into the main hall. After giving a hurried salute, he sat upright in the hall and held the "Chu Ci" in his hand and asked, "Uncle, why did the memorial of my nephew be refuted?"

"Sit down! Look at your hurrying look, there is still a little bit of the court officials. If you are asked to study and nourish your energy on weekdays, can't you remember it at all?" Cui Youfu did not reply when he heard this. He first slapped his big stick and swung Cui Po's unpleasantness to dissipate the clouds and sat down dejectedly. Then he got up and threw a memorial and said, "And Mo Yan's refutation of this memorial, please take a look at this memorial first."

Cui Po took the memorial after being dubbed the name in surprise, turned it on, and saw the title "Impossessed by Cui Po, the chief minister of the Ministry of Works, and was neglected to official affairs." He immediately became nervous and hurriedly looked at the main text of the compromise.
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