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351 The Mountains and Rivers in the Chest

After boiling the decoction again, Zaichun brought a bamboo stool and sat next to it.

Manager Chu went out to meet the so-called official. Not long after, she heard Manager Chu going upstairs. When she came down, Manager Chu led the official up together.

Since the last attack, Manager Chu sent people to the martial arts practice to hire more than thirty strong men with first-class physical and foot skills. With them, they will not be afraid if bad guys break in. However, although the fear of those people has been eliminated,

, but the fear of Zhao Ning is not less at all.

Zhao Ning has been recuperating in her room these past few days. Zai Chun avoids her and does not dare to see her, and she does not send anyone to call her up.

But the eldest lady's injury will eventually heal, and she will always have to meet her when she comes out of the room.

What should she do?

Zaichun lowered his head and looked at his hands through the glass lamps in the corridor, tears welling up again.

In the past few days, I have even been thinking about how great it would be if the eldest lady died that day...

The decoction was finally ready, and Zaichun asked a waiter to bring it to her. After she washed herself, she quietly returned to her bedroom.

The people from the government office next door didn't seem to have left yet, and Zai Chun didn't care. There were really too many people coming to see the eldest lady in the past few days. Even though it was already night, there were still people who came to see her in the early morning of the previous few days.

She heard some guys talking this morning, saying that everyone who came to see the eldest lady didn't come empty-handed. They sent boxes of gift tonics one after another. Although the eldest lady's business is getting better and better now, and there is no shortage of money at all.

There are many rare things that money cannot buy.

After a long time, Zai Chun heard that the bedroom door next door finally opened again, and the official came out, but he didn't seem to leave. Instead, he was led to the other side by Manager Chu. Listening to the noise, it seemed that he was going to stay here tonight.

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"It's strange," Zai Chun held the quilt, looked into the darkness, and said in a low voice, "A man from the government actually stayed in our store. Isn't it said that officials look down on businessmen the most? It's strange."

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"This step is wrong. I think we should take this step."

"How about we try this step and go on step by step?"

"I can't make up my mind, come and get it."



Several men in the room were discussing over a chess book. In the past few days, they had been surrounding this chess book, studying it page by page. The chess book went from simple to deep, and the further to the back, the more interesting it became.

After discussing for a long time, without any clue, Zhi Changle raised his head and looked outside the room and said, "It's so late, hasn't Ah Li woke up yet?"

It was quiet inside the hut, with no candlelight at all. From this morning to now, the girl has not come out.

To be precise, she has been there since she came back from Duke Dingguo's Mansion, except for going out for a bowl of rice last night.

"I don't know if she's awake or not," Lao Tong looked over and said worriedly, "I didn't seem to be unhappy about seeing her yesterday."

"I'll go take a look again," Zhi Changle said.

The yard is covered with snow, and the newly fallen snowflakes are as soft as cotton and break into pieces when stepped on.

Zhi Changle went to the wooden house, knocked on the door, and said softly: "Ali?"

After a while, the wooden door was opened from the inside. The girl was not wearing pajamas. She looked very energetic and smiled sweetly: "Zhi Changle."

"Ah Li, don't you want to eat?" Zhi Changle said, "You have been in the house these past few days, and we are all worried about you."

"It's okay," Xia Zhaoyi said, "Don't worry about me, I'll come and eat when I'm hungry."

Zhi Changle was still not at ease. He thought about it and said, "How about I put a few steamed buns in the pot. If you are hungry, you can heat them up yourself."

"Well, okay," Xia Zhaoyi nodded, "You go to bed early, the weather will be fine tomorrow."

"Will it be sunny tomorrow?" the branch leader said happily, "That's great."

Xia Zhaoyi smiled and pointed at the door: "Then I'll close the door."

"Remember to eat when you are hungry, but don't starve yourself." Zhi Changle said hurriedly.

"I know." Xia Zhaoyi smiled.

The wooden door closed again, and Zhi Changle touched his head, still curious about what she was doing, but Ah Li liked to keep a distance from others, so he didn't bother to interfere and ask questions.

r />Hearing Zhi Changle’s footsteps leaving, Xia Zhaoyi looked away from the window.

The room was pitch dark, without any lights. She sat on the Eight Immortals Table with her legs bent, her hands on her knees, and her head resting on the back of her hands.

On the stone brick ground around the Eight Immortals Table, there are rolling hills and wilderness, as well as exquisite and exquisite cities.

Here is half of the country, the rivers and the earth, the universe, the universe, all the vegetation, mountains and rivers in the world, she pinched it on the ground with her hands.

She was not sleepy at all, nor was she aware of hunger. She opened her eyes in the darkness and looked thoughtfully at an old calligraphy and painting hanging on the wall. Lao Tong bought it from a second-hand bookstore and said it would be hung here for decoration. , now only an outline can be vaguely seen.

Two years ago tonight, she was wearing a blue crane dress, kneeling on the cliff of Liling Mountain, watching the stars and falling coins.

The master said that if you block the disaster with your body, you will be in great trouble, but she went anyway.

Xia Zhaoyi raised his hand and gently placed it on his cheek.

Before the execution, the barbed torture instrument directly cut her cheek, and the wooden thorns rotted inside, making her miserable.

The pain was deep into the bone marrow. If she were to recall it, it might be clearer and more intense than the pain of skin and flesh she suffered before she died.

When Lu Qianhai asked her if she was afraid of death, she didn't answer. In fact, she was really not afraid.

People in the world often like to scare people with the word "death", and feel taboo and fear when mentioning death. This is something that has been instilled and influenced by everyone around you since birth.

But to Master and her, death is nothing at all.

Everything is based on consciousness, and consciousness is attached to life. Life is life, and death is also life. It is life, not death, that she respects.

Therefore, when she was recuperating and meditating in the past few days, she suddenly realized that the catastrophe that the master had said at the beginning might not be her death at all, but that the master might have anticipated the decline of the Dingguo Palace.

But even so, if she were to go back to two years ago again, she would still choose to go to Yunhu without hesitation.

But, does God have to destroy the Dingguo Palace?

At this time, there was another knock on the door outside the house. Xia Zhaoyi retracted his thoughts and jumped down from the table lightly.

She couldn't see anything in the darkness, but her steps were steady, avoiding all the mountains, rivers and cities on the ground, stepping on the open space and walking to open the door.

"Ah Li, there's a fight over there and there's a fire!" Zhi Changle said quickly as soon as she opened the door.

Xia Zhaoyi raised his head and followed what he expected. The sky was bright with flames, like leaping flames.

"There are still women and children crying," Zhi Changle added. "The noise is very fierce. I wonder if it will cause trouble to us! Ah Li, should I go over and take a look?"


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