"What kind of woman can move my heart?"
Thinking of this, a magnificent picture scroll inexplicably appeared in Zhao Yun's mind. The morning light shone, and the green mountains were slanted. Suddenly, a group of white cranes flew past, and a seven-treasure lotus platform appeared out of thin air.
A woman was sitting on the lotus platform. Her black hair was as smooth as a waterfall. She was wearing a water-green gown, and she was holding a lotus in her hand. She looked at Zhao Yun and laughed before disappearing.
Although he couldn't see the woman's face clearly, the feeling of elegance and grace rushed straight into Zhao Yun's heart, turning into endless melancholy. He couldn't help but sigh, "The crane of Mount Xiao, the cloud of Hua Ding. In the painting of an expert, the color is dense. The leaves of the wind are boundless. If not stubborn, it will be heard. Those who know have received, the more separated they will be. "
Zhao Lianghui was baffled. He asked with a smile, "Yun'er, what poem are you reciting now? I don't understand a single word."
Zhao Yun came back to her senses and felt a sense of loss in her heart. She replied, "This is a sentence from Sikong Biao Sheng's 24 poems. I was also … expressing my feelings. Father, I went out to play for a long time. I'm a little tired, so I'm going to rest first. "
When she turned around and walked away, Zhao Yun couldn't help but think of that glimpse. She just kept questioning herself in her heart, "Who is this woman? Why does she have such a familiar feeling? And why did I feel heartache when I saw her for the first time? Is it because I've seen her in my dream? Could it be that I was still affected by that long strange dream? "
No one could answer the question in Zhao Yun's heart. Even the books of Confucius and Mencius and Li Du, who knew her best, couldn't dispel that thin drizzle of melancholy.
Seeing that the imperial examination was approaching, Zhao Yun became more and more uninterested in studying. That night, Zhao Yun sat in the study for an hour, and finally couldn't endure it any longer. He muttered, "So many days have passed, yet the vague and strange dreams have never stopped. It's truly strange to the extreme. Father has been doing business for many years and is knowledgeable. I'll go and ask him why he keeps having the same strange dream. Even if he can't do anything about it, he doesn't have to keep it in his heart. "
When Zhao Yun arrived at her mother's Third Furen's room, Tao Hua said that Zhao Lianghui would be staying in First Furen's room tonight. She said that he had something important to arrange and told Zhao Yun not to disturb him.
Zhao Yun casually agreed, but she thought in her heart, Father is old, and the business has been handed over to the shopkeepers to manage. What other important matters can there be? It's still early, so we won't disturb their rest. "
While thinking about this, Zhao Yun arrived in front of Yan shi's room. She first asked the maidservants in front of the door: "Is father inside?"
After receiving an affirmative answer, Zhao Yun pushed open the door and entered while shouting, "Father!" There was no response, but she did not see Zhao Lianghui and Lady Yan.
"It's really strange. Even if mother lied to me, the maidservants wouldn't dare to speak nonsense. But where was Father? Could it be that they are really discussing important matters in some secret room? " Thinking of this, Zhao Yun's body shook violently. Her gaze was firmly fixed on the painting of a court lady on the right wall.
She walked in front of the painting and opened it. Sure enough, she saw a hidden mechanism under the painting. In a moment of inspiration, she reached out and moved the mechanism three times to the left, five times to the right, and then pressed down three times. After a muffled "creak" sound, a secret door slowly opened, revealing a spiraling tunnel.
Zhao Yun walked quickly in the tunnel. She faintly felt uneasy, and her heart thumped. Not long after, she suddenly heard Zhao Lianghui's ruthless voice: "That's it. When their ship arrives at Hong Shan Bay, have all the water ghosts move out. Same as before, leave no one on the treasured ship alive!"
"This!" Zhao Yun almost thought that she had misheard. Her footsteps suddenly stopped, and she felt dizzy. She had never felt so dizzy and powerless before.
At this time, Lady Yan's voice also sounded: "This time, the red goods that Ming Xin Escort Agency is protecting are worth several cities. Just that box of green jadeite is enough to buy a hundred houses in the capital."
Zhao Lianghui laughed loudly: "The heavens want us to kill people to get rich. What can we do? We have to follow the will of the heavens. "
A bolt of lightning flashed through her mind, and the sound of thunder shook her heart. Zhao Yun's tears rushed out uncontrollably: "Father, mother, how could you …"
Her body also hit the door of the secret room with her incredulous questioning voice: "Father, mother, what were you talking about just now!"
The room was silent for a moment, and then Zhao Lianghui opened the door with a slight reproach: "Yun'er, why didn't you play outside? Why did you secretly come here?"
Zhao Yun held Zhao Lianghui's hand tightly. Her voice trembled, and her tone involuntarily carried a pleading: "Father, what you said just now was all a joke, right? Hurry up and tell me, Father! "
Zhao Lianghui suddenly laughed: "What joke? Can killing people be joked about? "
"How could this be?" Zhao Yun only felt that all the strength in her body was drained in an instant. She softly collapsed on the ground. Her lips turned purple, and she pleaded: "Father, how can you murder people for money? How can you do such a thing? Quickly stop. " As if she remembered something, she pleaded again to Lady Yan: "Mother, quickly persuade father. You can't let him make a mistake! Doesn't our family have money? Why do we have to kill people? "
Lady Yan's face was full of heartache. She quickly helped Zhao Yun up. While patting the dust off her body, she comforted: "My good son, don't be afraid. It's just killing a few dozen people. It's nothing. Don't be afraid, good son. "
Zhao Lianghui sighed and said: "Yun'er, it's strange. Since you were born, you liked to read, and you always held the books and didn't put them down. But after studying for so many years, these messy, sour, and fake things have poisoned your brain quite a bit. Ai, what's the big deal about killing people? Look at how scared you are. "
"Can killing people be so nonchalant? Father, you're not the father I know … "Zhao Yun felt as if his entire body was being slashed by blades and swords. An unprecedented sense of disappointment pressed his soul into an icy cavern, forcing him to numb and freeze all his pain, forcing him to embrace the great peace that caused him to be filled with anger, pain, and despair.
"Yun'er, you're already eighteen years old. There are many things that you should have known long ago. Do you think that killing more than forty people on this boat is amazing? In fact, it's really nothing. I, Zhao Lianghui, have been roaming the jianghu all my life. Whether the people I've killed are a hundred thousand or a million, I've long lost count. "
Zhao Yun's spirit almost collapsed, but it seemed that he was born with a willpower that supported him and prevented him from fainting on the spot. He gritted his teeth and still defended his beloved father: "Father, aren't you a great philanthropist? Everyone says that you're charitable and benefit the village. Everyone says that you're the best person in Yiyang County … "
Zhao Lianghui patted Zhao Yun's shoulder and said earnestly: "I'm a great philanthropist, of course I'm a great philanthropist. But I'm also a great bad person. It's impossible to completely distinguish between good and bad people. Ha, if I didn't kill people and rob them, where would the money to do good deeds come from? If I didn't kill people, I wouldn't be able to earn the wealth of the Zhao Family Village today. "
Lady Yan also echoed: "Good son, even if you really passed the imperial examination and became a parent, wouldn't you still have to kill people every day?"
Looking at Zhao Lianghui's proud gaze and hearing Lady Yan's words that couldn't distinguish right from wrong, Zhao Yun only felt that his brain was about to explode. He shouted: "No, it's not like that!" He suddenly rushed out of the secret room and out of the tunnel.
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