This night, the autumn rain was still falling non-stop, and the crabapple tree in the courtyard was silent. Gouwa finally slept peacefully, but He Qi, who woke up in the middle of the night, was covered in cold sweat and could no longer sleep.
Recalling what happened during the day, one after another, blood, screams, and killings, He Qi was confused and had a strong premonition that he might die a violent death because he knew too much.
He Qi, who couldn't sleep anyway, simply dressed and got up, lit the lamp, stood in front of the window, smelling the indifference of the rainy night, listening to the beating of raindrops, and couldn't help but recall every bit of the past twenty days in his mind.
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Dreamy but practical, unimaginable but natural. When time came to the end, He Qi suddenly wanted to say something, but if he didn't say it, he would have no chance, but Brother Xun and Qian Xuan had already gone home.
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So, He Qi sat at the desk, took out the red pen given by Ruyi, and began to write:
"My name is He Qi. I don't have a word. It's not that I didn't pick it. It's just that we no longer had the custom of picking words in our time. You may be confused about this, but don't worry. Please read it patiently and you will understand."
"More than 20 days ago, when I was working overtime at the company, I suddenly felt tightness in my chest. I didn't pay much attention to it because this phenomenon happens several times a month and usually gets better after a while."
"But this time it was different. Instead of getting better, my chest tightness became more and more serious. By the time I realized something was wrong, it was already too late. The lack of oxygen made my limbs weak and I fell straight to the workstation."
"I thought I died suddenly, but it was not what I thought. When I woke up, I inexplicably appeared under the big tree in front of Yongding Gate. Only then did I realize that I had died a hundred years later.
It goes back to the Republic of China period.”
"No one would believe this kind of fantasy plot that only exists in novels, but it did happen in reality, and I was the one who experienced it myself."
"I was originally an ordinary person, living an ordinary life. I wanted to spend the rest of my life peacefully, and then I brought this secret into the coffin. It was like a gust of wind blowing across the lake, causing ripples. When the wind goes away,
After that, the lake will soon return to calm."
"But there are two systems running in this world. One is called etiquette, justice, integrity, loyalty, humility, and humility. This is the system taught in school, with the purpose of making people docile and obedient; the other is called reality, which talks about the real laws of how the world operates.
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"I am a person who lives in a world built by the first system, but I met people who adhere to the second system. Yesterday, I was inadvertently involved in a case. It is very likely that I will not be able to see what will happen tomorrow.
The sun is shining.”
"A gust of wind blows across the lake, causing ripples for a short period of time. In this era and these days, I gradually have a different interpretation of the meaning of life. I know very well that all of you are real.
It exists objectively, not imaginatively, not fictitiously; you are flesh and blood, high-spirited, but lamenting that there is no hope for your family and country."
"In the past, I met you by chance in a textbook, and your whole life was written down on a piece of paper. At that time, I couldn't empathize with you. It wasn't until this moment that I felt the same."
"But I want to tell you that there is no need to be miserable, aggrieved, bleak, confused, helpless, or weak, because the China you have worked for your whole life has come true after more than a hundred years."
"That's why I left this letter."
"I have been an ordinary Chinese youth since 2030. I have had enough food, warm clothes, and free books to read. Just like me, in China with a population of 1.4 billion, everyone can have enough food and clothing.
warm"
The red pen suddenly stopped writing. He Qi closed her eyes and leaned on the chair. After being silent for a long time, she stood up quickly, rubbed a match, and ignited the letter.
In the silent room, the beating flames ate away at the letter and made He Qi's face red. When the ashes were scattered on the ground, the secret was buried in the soil with the autumn rain, a butterfly that wandered into time and space.
, what we need to do now is to tighten the wings, not to flap them.
The waiting time was excruciating. He Qi went back to bed and sat in silence. Gradually, the autumn rain outside the house stopped, and the light of morning light showed up. Except for the muddy ground, which told people that it had rained last night, life was still going on.
At some point, He Qi fell asleep in a daze. It was not until she was woken up by Qian Xuan's loud voice that she realized that it was already bright outside, with sparse water droplets falling from the eaves, and a silly face gradually appeared on the window.
The face is that of a dog.
Qian Xuan rushed into the bedroom excitedly, sat down on the edge of the bed, threw some newspapers to He Qi without any reason, gasped and cursed: "Damn it, it turns out to be Dongyi
People can make a fool of themselves.”
Then he complained: "You are so unkind. You have known about it for a long time, but you still kept it from me and Yucai. I waited for you for so long last night. I was worried in vain and you still feel hungry."
He Qi was not in the mood to talk, so he sat on the bed and opened the Beijing News. An explosive news item appeared on the front page: "Who is behind the church case?"
"Quoting insider information, the mastermind behind the Faguo Church case yesterday was suspected to be Ichiro Kawamoto from Dongyi. According to Mr. He Qi's confirmation, he was deceived by a human trafficker when he first arrived in Peking, and this trafficker was the one who abducted the children in the church case.
, and while Mr. He Qi was under house arrest, he witnessed with his own eyes the contact between human traffickers and Ichiro Kawamoto."
After reading the "Beijing News", He Qi read through the newspapers brought by Qian Xuan. All the articles published on the front page were basically consistent with the "Beijing News". They did not directly explain who the main messenger was, but they all pointed to the east.
Yi people.
What happened last night was published in the morning newspaper. Who has so much energy?
Who is this insider?
Obviously, it was Ju Chang who revealed it.
He Qi secretly speculated that the reason why Lao Yuan did this was firstly to divert the attention of the people so that he could continue his restoration plan, and secondly to drag the Fa people into trouble. With the strong intervention of the Fa people, the pressure would be greater when facing the Dongyi people.
Much smaller.
Suddenly, He Qi realized that he seemed to be alive.
Ju Chang published this matter in the newspaper. Now everyone knows that He Qi is an eyewitness, so on the surface, Ju Chang dare not touch He Qi. Instead, he wants to protect him well. On the other hand, the Dongyi people are even less afraid.
Dare you, if you assassinate He Qi, then there will be three hundred taels of silver in this place.
I'm just afraid that Ju Chang will come up with a trick to frame the crime and secretly do He Qi. Then everyone's first suspicion is that the Dongyi people did it, thus in disguise, it will be confirmed that the Dongyi people planned the church case.
Will Ju Chang do it?
Thinking of this, He Qi suddenly remembered a limerick that Ju Chang chanted before leaving last night: "The white snow is black, the black snow is white. If you want to ask black and white, who can tell?" She felt unsure again.
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Qian Xuanzhi looked at the uncertain He Qi blankly, and asked to himself: "What's wrong with you? When you came back last night, you were listless and didn't ask you, did you mess up the torture?"
"It's okay, I probably caught a cold from the rain." He Qi shook his head and quickly opened the quilt and got up.
"Why do the Dongyi people do this?" Qian Xuan asked again.
He Qi really couldn't stand this talkative man, so without thinking much, he said: "Prevent Lao Yuan from becoming emperor."
Qian Xuan stood up abruptly and immediately vetoed: "Impossible." He pulled out a newspaper from the past few days, pointed to an article and said: "This is an article published by He Changxiong from Dongyi, advocating imperialism. He is
A famous jurist, very famous in the world."
This article is called "On the Three Essential Elements of a New-style State". The general meaning is that the reason why Dongyi became rapidly prosperous and powerful was because it adopted the monarch's constitution. The implication is that if China also adopted the monarch's constitution, it would also quickly become rich and powerful.
He Qi said with eyes wide open: "You have to look at it on the contrary, he is not advocating, but reminding the Dongyi people not to let the Chinese monarchy be established."
"So, the Dongyi people think that the monarchy is better than the republic?" Qian Xuan murmured.
"Fish in the sea cannot live in fresh water. Junxian will never succeed in China." He Qi was very sure, because judging from the experience of later generations, Junxian's road is a dead end, impassable, and lacks