The integrity of a scholar should not be trampled upon. He Lan was full of lofty sentiments and ambitions, and then completely forgot about Jing Yao and began to talk loudly with Su Zhen.
Su Zhen responded calmly, with an expression on her face that was not at all mature for her age. Therefore, when He Lan learned about Su Zhen's step-by-step plans and plans from her, he even forgot that Su Zhen was still a young man.
Su Zhen's monopoly law is different from that of those merchants. Although it sounds unreasonable, it does not harm the rights and interests of the people, and even takes it as a priority. However, this will naturally conflict with the interests of those famous families, and it would be wrong to do something wrong.
If you take half a step, you will definitely be unable to turn over in an instant, and everything will be lost.
Jingyao held her chin with one hand and watched the two of them chatting. Her eyes were involuntarily attracted to Su Zhen.
Sure enough...don't believe what you hear...
Fortunately, Su Zhen did not forget the purpose of her trip and secretly found out more information about Xi Yan and the mysterious woman in white.
Two hours later, they finally calmed down, and Jingyao's sleepiness had already led her into a dream. It was not until Su Zhen woke her up that she realized that it was already dark.
Jingyao, who was still a little confused, rubbed her eyes, "Huh? It's dark? Have you finished talking?"
"Well, let's go."
He Lan originally wanted to keep them, but there was really no good food to entertain them at home, and it was getting dark, so he reluctantly let them go.
Of course, he did not forget to bring Jingyao the freshly made cookies.
The two walked side by side towards the outside of the village. Jingyao looked at the simple villagers showing their kind smiles and whispered to Su Zhen, "Is Master Yu here at that time?"
"He didn't come. It seemed like he was stuck by something. However, the officers and soldiers who came here have already collected the villagers' suggestions. I believe that without the cancer of the Huang family, the villagers' lives will become easier in a short time."
"You two little guys are quite naive. The Huang family is as simple as you think."
Under the locust tree at the entrance of the village, a dead rattan lounge chair was placed at some point. An old man with shabby patches on his body was lying on the lounge chair. He was holding a cattail leaf fan and shaking it gently. The leaves on the fan had fallen off.
There are a few pieces, and the rough back of the hand is full of wrinkles like old branches. If you twist it gently, it looks like a kneaded bun skin.
His hair was pale, and his thin and sunken face was dotted with dark brown age spots. His lips opened and closed, and he hummed a little song that they had never heard before, but the sadness in it was self-evident.
Su Zhen stopped. She had never deliberately asked about the Huang family.
He tied the bag with the cookies on his horse, walked up to the old man and asked with a smile, "Old man, does Huang Yi have some powerful background?"
The old man slowly opened his cloudy eyes, revealing unspeakable sadness, "Well, how should I put it, young man, do you know what will happen when the former dragon slayer turns into an evil dragon?
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"Dragon slayer? Evil dragon?!"
This old man was too bold, slaying the dragon? If he had said this outside the village, he would have been caught by the government and beheaded for treason, not to mention that she had the emperor's daughter with her.
He glanced sideways at Jingyao, but she had no reaction.
The old man said slowly, "Yes, Huang Yi's father was originally a refugee who was homeless due to the war. But at that time, some people were trying to make money when the country was in trouble, and they treated the refugees as slaves to exploit and squeeze them, and used them to do black business.
.As time goes by, we no longer want to be oppressed.
Huang Yi's father, Huang Kang, was the leader we elected. The old man took us on the run at the beginning, but unexpectedly, he encountered a group of horse thieves. They wanted to rob a group of red men escorted by the escort agency.
Damn it, we just happened to catch up with that unfortunate incident. At that time, many people were killed, some died, some escaped, some were seriously injured, and many good women were kidnapped on the mountain."
Su Zhen subconsciously looked at Jingyao, and sure enough, the anger and hatred appeared in her eyes again. Is she really upset because of the mute slave?
He took the Cattail Fan from the old man's hand and fanned him, "Old man, what happened next?"
The old man's eyes showed admiration and he started talking nonstop.
"Later, we all came to Kyoto City and wanted to seek shelter. But there were too many refugees. Although the court opened warehouses to provide disaster relief, the money and food were not enough for us to share. Later, we went into various mountains.
Although it is a bit painful, it is not unbearable.
Unexpectedly, a big shot in Kyoto took a fancy to our land and wanted to use it for his own use. The villagers went to the Huang family to discuss it. Unexpectedly, they were all in the same group. Not only did they defraud our land,
We lost a lot of money and became their tenant farmers.
Xiao He studied a lot and once warned us, but we were deceived as if we were blinded by lard and couldn't listen to anything. That's why we suffered so much. Now it's good, we can't pay back the money at all, Huang
The family asked us to sign a contract to sell ourselves, and not only that, Huang Yi also took possession of the women in the village. That kind of beast should be cut to pieces with a thousand knives!"
Big shot? What kind of big shot can come to the mountains to dig out money from the poor? There can't be any treasure hidden in the mountains, right?
Jingyao grinded her teeth and became very angry, "Isn't this the same as eating you dry and then killing the donkeys? Do they still want to make people into donkey hide gelatin paste?"
"It's too late to say anything now. We can only wait for the court to make the decision for us."
"Old man, you just said that you had followed refugees to Beijing and encountered horse thieves. Did He Lan follow you at that time?"
"Yes, I vaguely remember that Xiao He rescued a girl on the road at that time. Although the girl's clothes were simpler, she was very beautiful and beautiful. She was a very good person, hard-working and willing to do any menial work.
Do. At that time, everyone was trying their best to survive! But in order to save Xiao He, the girl was caught by those horse thieves and went up the mountain, and she never came back again."
"Old man, do you still remember that girl's name?"
"It happened more than eight years ago, and I don't remember much. I only remember that her surname was Yue."
Eight years ago? Wasn't that exactly the 29th year of Shangde, the year when the mute slave was brought back to the palace by Jingyao? Could it be that that woman was the mute slave?
Otherwise, if it wasn't for the mute slave, why would Jingyao have been following her?
Jingyao was captured and taken to the mountain in the 29th year of Shangde. According to calculations, she should have been only eight years old at the time. But according to her, the mute slave had been staying in the village for many years...could it be that Jingyao was there?
Did you lie about this?
Su Zhen wanted to ask more questions, but the old man closed his eyes again. After calling twice, he didn't respond, so she couldn't bother her anymore.
Just when Su Zhen was about to get up, she heard the old man say as if he was mumbling in his sleep, "That girl's surname is Yue... I think her name is... Xian'er..."
Yue Xian'er?
Sensing the strange look in Jingyao's eyes, Su Zhen waited for a moment, but the old man said nothing more. She had no choice but to untie the horse's reins, put the beauty picture she had taken back from Jingyao on her back, and the two rode.
Left Huanyu Mountain.
Smoke and clouds swept across, the twilight set towards dusk, and the setting sun reflected the sky red like blood. The coldness of the world smoothed people's sharp edges and extinguished their blood and passion until they were all cold. This chapter has been completed!