Although she didn’t know what the idea was, recently the master suddenly raised a large number of silkworms and set up a silk reeling factory. Many cocoons and raw silk came to the villa in an endless stream. With her intelligence, she could guess what was going on.
Relevance is not difficult.
Originally this was just a guess, and she was unwilling to delve deeper into this aspect. Now that it came out of Hao Yuan's mouth, it was like a thunderbolt. When she connected various events in the past few months, she knew that Hao Yuan was definitely not slandering.
Tears suddenly filled her eyes. Hao Yuan knew that the heat had come, and he didn't need to say anything, so he bowed and said, "I'll take my leave."
During this meeting, although Xihua still reported to Zhao Yingong, she hid a lot of the content and didn't say it - she couldn't say it, and she didn't want to say it.
Zhao Yingong, who was originally respected as a father and brother and respected as a god, although he still had a gentle smile and kind words, made her feel an indescribable ferocity.
Of course, such a change in expression could not be hidden from Zhao Yingong: "Are you feeling unwell?"
"No," Xihua said with a forced smile, "I just feel that this is so tiring, so I would say something inappropriate: I am not human inside or outside..."
"If you wait a little longer, the enemy will take action soon." Zhao Yiggong said seriously, "You are not only trying to protect the comfort of the villa, but also protecting the safety of the old and young in the villa."
"Yes, I know this." Xihua lowered his head and said, "I will go through fire and water, even if I die."
After she withdrew, Zhao Tong was a little worried: "Chief, Xihua seems a little unstable. I think she is in a trance."
"She is still a child, and her opponent is very powerful. She can't stand it anymore." Zhao Yingong muttered. "This Hao Yuan is really not an ordinary person. We must kill him afterwards."
Zhao Tong couldn't help but ask: "Chief, do you think Hao Yuan has seen through our plan?"
Zhao Yingong pondered for a moment: "This matter is very delicate now. However, the fact that he is willing to take extraordinary risks to enter the villa at least shows that he has great hopes for Xihua."
"But chief, there is a saying in this world that is counterintuitive." Zhao Tong had studied in the Political Security Bureau for a few months after all. "If Hao Yuan does the opposite, I'm afraid that Xihua's teachings are too shallow and he will be
He was confused."
Zhao Yingong was silent for a long time, shook his head and said: "No, she won't be so heartless."
Xihua received great kindness from him. He helped to arrange her father's funeral, and he got back the cemetery that was occupied by her clan members by running the government. These two things were a great favor that could not be repaid in ancient society.
Not to mention that if he hadn't intervened, Xihua would have fallen into the dust.
If these three great favors cannot win people's hearts, then this person must be extremely ruthless - Xihua still understands that he takes the word "favor" very seriously. It should not be so.
Seeing that Zhao Yingong was hesitating, Zhao Tong said again: "Chief, the ancients said: You must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others. Just in case..."
"You are right." Zhao Yingong nodded, "From now on, you will send a few more people to monitor her and ensure that there are no people around her 24 hours a day. If there is any change, report it directly to me."
"yes!"
"We also need to keep a close eye on Jia Le and the other spies."
"I have arranged everything."
"The situation is full of twists and turns. Don't act rashly until the situation is unclear."
In the next few days, she saw Hao Yuan at the construction site almost every day. Every time Hao Yuan met with her, he talked about some truths and discussed with her. However, such meetings did not last long, only more than ten minutes each time.
A few days later, Jia Le brought her the news that Hao Yuan wanted to meet her outside the villa.
Xihua hesitated for a moment, and then went to Zhao Yingong to report the matter.
"Just go. This time, he will definitely show you his cards. Don't rush to agree. See what he wants."
"Yes, I understand."
"Needless to say, he will definitely seduce you with huge benefits," Zhao Yingong looked at her with a serious expression, "You are a knowledgeable woman who can distinguish right from wrong. You go ahead."
Xihua made an excuse, filed a record in the steward's room, asked for a small sedan and went out.
The agreed place was an outer cabinet of the Maoxing.
Xihua entered through the front door, and naturally a waiter came out to greet her, because the visitor was a woman. Several maids came to greet her, and welcomed her into the guest room at the back where distinguished guests were received.
It is said to be a "room", but it is actually an exquisite small courtyard with three small main rooms. The doors and windows are open and it is very shady. Xihua went out without any pomp and did not bring any maids with him. There were only two bearers and two villagers.
They were accompanied by escorts and servants. These people were taken to another place by the waiters.
Xihua took a seat, and the maid brought water, tea and snacks. They were all gone in an instant, leaving her alone in the room, looking at the shaded bluestone courtyard.
Thinking of seeing Hao Yuan soon, Xihua's heart couldn't help but beat wildly, as if it had never happened in fifteen years. What on earth was he going to tell him this time?
Her wait did not last long. A door next to her opened gently, and Hao Yuan walked out.
He was wearing the green shirt of a Confucian scholar and a three-mountain crown. He walked very lightly and had a chic posture. But his expression was more serious than usual.
Xihua was already feeling uneasy, but now he suddenly felt embarrassed again.
"Have you thought about what I said to you?"
"I have thought about it." Xihua nodded, and she looked at him, "What you said is very thorough and clear. Things that I thought were taken for granted at first turned out to have so much truth. But I still have some questions."
"Just say it."
"What you said is very good, but just being reasonable cannot change the reality. Are you right?"
"Not bad." Hao Yuan nodded approvingly.
"I know you want to deal with Mr. Zhao, but you also said that there is no Mr. Zhao, but Mr. Wang and Mr. Liu. Even if the dynasty changes, it will only be a new batch of Mr. Zhao. No matter whether it rises or falls, the people will suffer."
"exactly."
"Then what's the point of doing all this?"
"You must have heard about many secret gangs and sects. This is Hangzhou, and the Luo Jiao is very powerful."
"Yes, I've heard of it."
"According to the practices of these secret gangs and sects, anyone who opposes the government and big families will form secret societies, establish organizations, dominate the mountain, and establish branches everywhere. Members greet each other with secret signals or special movements of their hands." Hao Yuanqi.
Xian Shen Ding said, "But we are not - we are just a few people lighting candles in the darkness. Thousands of people are immersed in the boundless darkness. They cannot see themselves or others, let alone others.
We can't see clearly the road under our feet. We can see it, and we must light candles - even if it is just a spark, we must light the way forward for those who come after us!"
His voice was low, but his tone was sonorous and powerful: "In our lifetime, no visible changes can occur. We are the dead. Our real life lies in the future. We will be a handful of dust and a few dry bones.
But the few people illuminated by this little bit of light will inherit our ideas and illuminate more people. One person after another, a little light after a little light - one day, the light will return to the earth!"
His expression was both determined and sad. He paused and then continued, "But no one knows how far it will be from now. Maybe it will be a hundred years, maybe it will be five hundred years. All we can do is try our best.
Transplanting fire into people's hearts, nothing else is possible. Even if we rise up in rebellion, in the end we will just replace a group of Mr. Zhao..."
Xihua seemed to be hypnotized and stared at Hao Yuan. Although there were many things in his words that she didn't understand, Hao Yuan's image had never seemed so tall.
"What's going on? Are you a little confused?"
Xihua smiled sheepishly: "I really don't understand."
Hao Yuan explained for another ten minutes before he clearly told her that he needed her help.
"You probably already know that I am Huang Gai, right?" Xihua asked, feeling relieved in his heart.
"I know." Hao Yuan nodded, "But you are a good boy, that's why I came to see you. You have suffered."
"I'm getting rice soup again." Xihua lowered his head and smiled.
"If you are an ordinary woman who only knows small favors, why would I come here to see you? Even Huang Gai and Jiang Qian risked their lives to come to Jiangdong."
"What do you want me to help you with?"
"The map of Phoenix Villa, the defense arrangements of the servants, and where Zhao Yingong lives on weekdays." Hao Yuan said, "In a few days, we will take action against Phoenix Villa."
Xihua was shocked. Although he had known Hao Yuan's purpose of persuading him for a long time, hearing him say it himself was still very impactful.
"After all, there are tens of thousands of people living in Phoenix Villa." Xihua hesitated.
"Don't worry, we, Qiu, have done nothing wrong with the refugees from Cihuitang. All we have to deal with is Mr. Zhao and the thugs he brought."
"But without Mr. Zhao, wouldn't those refugees be without food and clothing?"
"Ci Huitang's industry is a golden rooster that can lay eggs. Without Mr. Zhao, others will naturally take over the management," Hao Yuan said.
"What's the difference between that and Mr. Zhao's management? Isn't it like you said you drove away Mr. Zhao and brought Mr. Wang back?"
"Yes, right now, Mr. Wang and Mr. Zhao are the same thing." Hao Yuan said seriously, "But Mr. Zhao is different after all."
"Where is it?"
"There are many. Let me just ask you this: Is there any silk reeling company in Hangzhou, whether it is its own silk reeling or a workshop, that is as hell-like as the Cihuitang Silk Reeling Factory?"
"No……"
"You know, Mr. Zhao's silk reeling factory is just a small test. As long as Phoenix Villa exists for one day and the refugee slave workers are exploited by him for one more day, he will have more and more ruthless machines that will be put into use. By that time,
The more money he has, the more lawless he will become, completely peeling off his hypocrisy." (To be continued...)