Cui Yu hasn't stepped into this door for almost three years. The shadow wall has turned gray and white. The original gold-edged decoration has disappeared. A row of willow trees seem to have become a little old, and their necks have hung down weakly, bleak and lifeless. The paint on the corridor is mottled, and several places even reveal white logs.

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Cui Yu sighed, the former noble aura has disappeared in this kind of mansion.

"Second Master, please!" The old housekeeper took Cui Yu to the study and said respectfully: "The master is waiting for you in the room."

Cui Yu slightly tidied up his clothes and hurriedly walked into Cui Yuan's study. The decorations in the room were still the same as before, simple and elegant, with a bunch of books, which seemed a little messy, but Cui Yu seemed to feel a little discomfort, and he couldn't say what it was.

"Second brother, I haven't seen him for many years." Behind a pile of books, Cui Yu saw his eldest brother

, an old and thin old man, at this moment, he suddenly understood what made him feel uncomfortable. The room was filled with the aura of an old man, as if there was a bad book.

He hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, "See brother!"

"Sit down and talk! You are so tall, I'm not used to looking up at others." Cui Yuan smiled slightly.

"Yes!" Cui Yu sat down, bowed to Cui Yuan and smiled, "Brother looks so energetic, which is gratifying."

"Of course, the head of the family gave it to Cui Zhao. He had nothing to do all day long, had nothing to do, and had sex when he was hungry, and went to bed when he woke up to see his grandson. He was carefree and was naturally in good spirits. However, his second brother seemed not very good." Speaking of this, Cui Yuan smiled meaningfully and said, "I heard that Zhang Potian had a banquet for Chang'an Xiangui yesterday. Among the nine cabinet ministers, Cui Qinggong and Zhu Li were not counted. Li Mian sent his son to serve him when he was sick, but the second brother had neither expressed his opinion nor asked Cui Qi to go there. Second brother, it seems that you are very ill!"

Cui Yu was secretly surprised. He suddenly realized that Cui Yuan had never really forgotten each other in the world, and his heart was still above the court. Then he called himself to come, could it be?

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Cui Yuan seemed to know his thoughts. He smiled faintly and said, "In fact, there are only two paths in front of you. One is to maintain the status quo, live in the shadow of Pei Jun, do nothing, and return home after more than ten years. If you are unwilling to take this path, then there must be someone who replaces Pei Jun, no! It is to replace Cui Xiaofu. At that time, for the sake of power balance, you have the possibility of making a comeback. Of course, it is just a possibility. No one can tell the future. It depends on whether you are willing to give up some current power for this possibility."

Cui Yuran, of course he understood what the elder brother meant. He only understood Zhang Huan's strategy after Li Mo's suicide, but it was too late. The Fengxiang Army was like a ship with a broken cable, floating away irreversibly. For this reason, he was bored, angry, and thought about how to protect the Ministry of War. Perhaps Zhang Huan was not interested in this. Maybe he just wanted to enter Guanzhong, or he had a fancy to the Ministry of Revenue, which controls the world's money and grain, otherwise how could he control the food in Chang'an?

But at this time, Cui Yuan's words finally cut off his glimmer of hope. He saw the cruel reality. What Zhang Huan wanted was his position as the Minister of War.

"Have he come to find his elder brother?" Cui Yu's voice was a little hoarse.

"Yes, he came to see me yesterday afternoon." Cui Yuan nodded slowly, "He hoped that his second brother would lend him the position of Minister of War."

"Borrow?" Cui Yu was a little puzzled.

"Second brother, the meaning of borrowing is that he not only wants to get the Ministry of War, but also needs the full support of his subordinates. Just like Liu Bei borrowed Jingzhou and Sun Quan also gave the girl to him."

Cui Yuan smiled like an old fox. At this moment, he had already figured out that little fox that Zhang Huan made enemies everywhere. How could he not think about getting a firm supporter while gaining the Ministry of War?

"Second brother, you should think carefully about it yourself! If Pei Jun didn't agree to him, how could Zhang Huan deliver the food to Chang'an?"

"No need to think about it, I'll just listen to my brother."

Without the support of the family, Cui Yu was just a piece of rootless duckweed. For three years, he had learned from his mistakes. Even if Zhang Huan did not have the word "borrow", he would still obey his elder brother's arrangements without hesitation to express his willingness to return to the family.

Cui Yuan glanced at him deeply, and suddenly a hint of warmth among brothers appeared in his eyes. He stretched out his thin hand and smiled: "Second brother, when I was a child, you always held me to high-fives as a swearing. Do you still remember?"

Cui Yu also smiled. He scratched the back of his head, reached out his hand embarrassedly, and slapped Cui Yuan lightly. Both of them laughed, with their smiles brilliantly, as if they were back in their childhood.

Just then, a slight footsteps came from outside the door, "Master, I just heard a message."

It was the old housekeeper's voice, Cui Yuan smiled and said, "Just come in and talk!"

The old housekeeper walked in and said, "A family member came back from Pingkangfang just now and said something happened to Cui Xiong."

Cui Yuan was not surprised. His nephew was stupid and reckless, and extremely arrogant. It would be strange if nothing happened! He sneered and asked, "What happened to him?"

"I heard that his wife could not bear his abuse and committed suicide by taking poison at noon. Wang Ang settled the score with him. He just beat him to a disabled person in Pingkangfang, which is said to have hurt his life."

Cui Yu was shocked, and he hurriedly said to Cui Yuan: "Brother, aren't Cui Qinggong and Wang Ang now having a deep hatred?"
Chapter completed!