Jinghong Tower

Chapter 125 A chess piece

He Ran originally thought that the place to fetch water was not far away, but he didn't expect that it was more than three miles away. Feng Xueying was very embarrassed and tried several times to ask for buckets to come over to him to fetch water. He Ran pointed to two buckets, and Feng Xueying asked. What's even more embarrassing is that He Ran picked it up very steadily, with the same distance and the same bucket, but not a drop of water splashed out.

"When I started carrying water, there was only water left at the bottom of the bucket." Feng Xieying spoke frankly about her embarrassment.

He Ran said with a smile: "Actually, we are similar. The first time I carried water, I was like that. Later I realized that there are skills in carrying water."

"Has the eldest master ever carried water?" Feng Jieying checked He Ran and determined that the bead recovered by the He family was said to have been valued by He Jinghong, so he became the heir to Jinghong Tower.

"Yes, my great-grandfather and grandfather both like to grow vegetables. Every time I visit him, I have to work in the vegetable field with him. Not to mention carrying water, I even picked up dung." He Ran said.

Feng Xueying smiled. She had been given the wrong child when she was born. The great-grandfather and grandfather she mentioned were probably the old people from her adoptive parents. It seems that the original legend that her adoptive father was a hermit had some basis for it.

Of course Feng Xieying would not have thought that the people He Ran was talking about were her great-grandfather and grandfather in her previous life. Her great-grandfather was an old general who had been all-powerful. When she left, her great-grandfather was already 105 years old and was still alive. Standing in front of the vegetable patch, he scolded his seventy-year-old grandfather until he didn't even dare to raise his head.

He Ran sighed silently in her heart, she has been here for so many years, they are all gone, right?

When she returned to the temple, she handed the water to the little novice monk. The little novice monk didn't give any face to her and said to Feng Xueying: "Donor Feng, look at this donor, this is called carrying water, and you are scooping water. "

Feng Xieying laughed loudly: "The first time I carried water, you said I was dripping water. Now I am scooping water. At least it means that I have made progress, right?"

The little novice monk was confused by him: "From dripping water to scooping water, is this progress? Then the donor is so good at carrying water, doesn't it mean there is no need to make progress?"

He Ran said with a smile: "Of course we have to make progress. For example, carrying two buckets of water at a time will improve to three buckets of water and four buckets of water."

The little novice monk was even more confused: "Is it really possible to carry so much water at one time?"

Seeing the little novice monk walking away, He Ranzhong looked at Feng Jieying: "Mr. Feng's injury has healed?"

Feng Jieying nodded and shook her head: "It's both good and bad."

He Ran asked: "Cai Jie and his son are dead, doesn't Mr. Feng plan to go back?"

Feng Xueying raised her head and looked at the vast sky, thoughtfully, her eyes slowly moved down and landed on He Ran's face: "The boss has something in mind?"

"Yes." He Ran readily admitted.

"Wang Xiao Zhao is in the hands of the master?" Feng Xieying asked again.

He Ran smiled: "A scholar doesn't go out, but he knows everything about the world."

Feng Jieying laughed: "Is the boss making fun of Feng?"

"Mr. Feng isn't so mentally fragile that he can't even listen to a joke or two, is he?" He Ran asked back.

Feng Jieying was startled, and then laughed: "It turns out that in the opinion of the master, Feng lives in a monastery because he is mentally fragile and avoids the world?" "Otherwise, could it be that Mr. Feng is still practicing Zen here and wants to become a monk? Monk?" When He Ran spoke, a pair of wonderful eyes looked at Feng Xieying for a moment, as if she could see into his heart.

Feng Jieying's smile was a little bitter: "Feng, Feng just doesn't want to go back."

He Ran looked at him, with a trace of compassion flashing in his eyes: "I have been to Fenzhou. I killed the Jin army in Fenzhou. I also saw with my own eyes that the Jin army forced strong men, kidnapped women, massacred people, and burned down villages. I also saw it with my own eyes. I saved some villagers and took away a few children, but with my own efforts, I could only save a few dozen people. That day, I stood on the hillside and saw the light of fire in the distance.

In that fire, there used to be a winery that has been passed down for hundreds of years, there were babies being born, there were newlyweds, there were children and grandchildren around the knees, there were four generations living under the same roof, and there were several generations of family property that were bought frugally, but it was just a sound. With the order, all this was swallowed up in the blazing fire.

At that moment, just like you, I felt insignificant and powerless.”

"No, it's different!" Feng Xueying interrupted her, "We are different. You are a bystander, and I am a participant in everything. In the past five years, I have participated in almost all the government orders in Jin. You see I am also a part of everything that has happened!”

He Ran smiled: "Cai Jie and his son were responsible for causing harm to the people, was it you who ordered it? The King of Jin used the method of flattery and killing to allow the Cai family to grow bigger, and let them destroy themselves. Was it you who taught them?"

Feng Xueying was startled and looked at He Ran in shock: "Did you see it?"

"I can see it. Although I don't know what the grudge is between the King of Jin and the Cai family, he is the cause of what Cai Jie and his son are today. He first fed the Cai family's appetite, raised their ambitions, and made them notorious. , failed the common people, failed to help the gentry, and even did not hesitate to force Mr. Feng to be a bait, making the Cai family the target of public criticism!" He Ran said coldly.

Feng Xueying looked pale, but He Ran, the woman who had only officially met him for the first time today, actually saw all this clearly.

But even he was a fan of the authorities in the beginning.

He Ran continued: "The first time King Jin was injured was your idea, Mr. Feng, in order to make the court underestimate the enemy; and the second time he was injured, it was his own idea, in order to get Mr. Feng into the game!"

The second time King Jin was injured, he was assassinated by a soldier. The soldier's family was destroyed by Cai.

That time, Feng Xueying really got involved. He knew Cai Jie would not listen, but he still went to Fenzhou alone.

On his first night in Fenzhou, he was seriously injured and almost lost his life!

Feng Xueying had a high reputation among the gentry and scholars in Jin. Cai Jie did not deliberately hide the fact that he was injured. On the contrary, he believed that it was a great feat for Feng Xueying to return from defeat. The news spread quickly, and the public was instantly outraged, making Cai Jie's already bad reputation even worse.

He Ran continued: "Although King Jin was sure of victory, he still underestimated the extent to which the Cai family and his son wanted to die. Cai Fanying should never have killed Young Master Wu, but King Jin wanted to force Wu Dongming to do it at this critical moment. He was also on the opposite side of Cai Jie, but once again he failed to control the heat and used too much force, directly forcing Wu Dongming to rebel.

Wu Dongming started anew, King Jin lost an arm, and Cai Jie was completely useless, so his death was coming. "

In just a few words, He Ran revealed all the plans of King Jin. Among these plans, Feng Xueying, who was highly praised by him and became his confidant, was just a pawn in them.

(End of this chapter)