Xihua was shocked. Although Jia Le had said several times that the master's money was "not clean", Jia Le was just a child, and what he said was just parroting what others said. Hao Yuan could not be as well-founded and logical as Hao Yuan. These words struck a deep question in her heart that she had never wanted to delve into: Is the master good or bad?
"What does this have to do with you?" Xihua said involuntarily in fear.
"The world belongs to the people of the world, not the world of Mr. Zhao!" Hao Yuan pressed forward step by step with an imposing manner. "Without the people's farming and weaving, how can the people of the world be fed and clothed? All these are tens of millions." The anointed blood of the people of Li. We are the common people of Li, so it has something to do with me!"
"You're crazy!" Xihua had forgotten the attitude she should have, which was to slowly change her attitude and slowly express her acceptance of Hao Yuan's views. Unexpectedly, the other party's words were like a storm, which shocked her thinking. , after all, she was just a fifteen-year-old girl, and she didn't know how to deal with it for a while.
Hao Yuan smiled coldly: "Whether I am crazy or not, you will know in the future." He lowered his voice and continued: "Miss Xihua, you are a well-educated and sensible person. I also heard that you came forward back then. I know you are a kind and righteous woman. That’s why I came to visit you personally today. If you really want Hao’s head, Hao will never resent you.”
Xihua stood up and sat down again: "Tell me, what is going on?"
Hao Yuan said seriously: "Miss Xihua..."
Zhao Yingong raised his eyebrows and frowned: "Did he really say that?"
"Yes. I don't dare to speak nonsense." Xihua stood in front of him, seemingly in shock.
This child was still too young, and Zhao Yingong looked at her with a distracted look. I sighed secretly in my heart.
However, what Xihua reported to him today secretly surprised him: Who is this Hao Yuan? This set of rhetoric is certainly not worth mentioning in modern society, but the Ming Dynasty in the 17th century was definitely not something that ordinary literati could summarize - at least it had to be a master like Huang Zongxi.
Huang Zongxi was still a young man at this time, and his theories did not gradually take shape until he failed to rebel against the Qing Dynasty in middle age and devoted himself to writing. Is this Hao Yuan some unknown genius? His interest in Hao Yuan became more and more intense.
The lobbyists who came out were so powerful, but the people behind them had no idea how powerful they were. Zhao Yingong couldn't help but break out in cold sweat. It seems that the crisis he faces is far greater than expected.
Now that things have come to this point, we can only take one step at a time. It's urgent. We still need to find out the mastermind as soon as possible. This Hao Yuan is by no means a small figure under the opponent's leader. If we can find a breakthrough through him, it will not be difficult to catch them all in one fell swoop.
"You can promise him. Take it easy." Zhao Yingong paid attention to Xihua, "You are doing very well now."
"Yes, thank you sir."
"You have to work hard. The safety of the entire villa depends on you. You have to take care of yourself. Don't betray my trust."
"Yes. I will definitely fulfill my mission." Xihua lowered his head and whispered.
"Chief," Zhao Tong waited until Xihua retreated, then quietly came in through another small door, "The person sent to watch Hao Yuan has been intercepted!"
"Intercepted?!" Zhao Yingong's eyelids twitched. Although his secret system could not be compared with Lingao's, he was still considered a capable soldier and had never suffered a failure.
"That's right. They are colleagues!" Zhao Tong also looked nervous, "It looks like he is from several escort agencies in the capital!"
Most of Zhao Tong's people are from the Qiwei Escort Bureau system. Although the operation of escort agencies in the north and south is different, the basic model and methods of doing things are not different.
Zhao Yingong said nothing with a stupefied expression, he was from the escort agency of the capital! Things seem to be getting more and more complicated. Since the opponent is being escorted by people from the Capital Escort Bureau, it means that the opponent is probably a big shot from the Capital.
Could it be some big bosses in North Korea and China? Or the lawless royal family? But what is the purpose of such a secret conspiracy?
If you want to force yourself to donate your industry, then you should be like the Guangzhou station, first be polite and then be aggressive. Besides, Zhao Yingong knew something about these people, that is, most of them were very confident in their own power, and for such a small scholar like him, there was no need for such complicated conspiracies.
Xihua retreated and didn't sleep a wink all night. As soon as I closed my eyes, I remembered Hao Yuan's voice and smile, as if he was still talking in front of me. When I woke up early the next morning, I was very tired, but I couldn't stop doing things in the villa for a day, so I got up and went to do things.
A few days passed like this, and on this day, she was inspecting the progress of the new classroom project at the construction site of the kindergarten. She had been distracted by her mission these past few days, and Hao Yuan's words were lingering in her mind almost all the time. On the one hand, it is Zhao Yingong's "important task of maintaining the villa".
She felt that she had been sorry for Zhao Yingong, so she did not tell Zhao Yingong the last part of what Hao Yuan said to her about why the poor suffered from poverty. Hao Yuan specifically said to her before leaving: "This is between us." secret."
From this sentence, she intuitively felt that Hao Yuan actually knew that she was a bait. However, knowing that he was a bait, he still preferred Hushanxing and came to the villa to persuade her, which moved her a little more.
The two were mixed together, making it difficult for her to sleep and eat well day and night. The pride she felt every time she saw the food and clothing of the refugees and children taken in by Cihui Hall was completely gone.
Xihua walked around the construction site. Her identity was no different than ordinary people. The refugee workers on site all separated automatically and looked at her with awe and gratitude, which made her mood even more confusing.
After finally finishing the walk, I sat down in a room not far from the construction site and drank some tea to relax. Suddenly I saw Hao Yuan walking over with a smile on his face - he was still dressed as he was that day, dressed like everyone in a big store.
"Miss Xihua is always well?"
"Okay." Xihua nodded. For some reason, she was a little afraid and wanted to see this man.
Thinking that he would take extraordinary risks for himself, he came to see her again and again. How much do you value yourself?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel my cheeks getting a little warm.
"This is a new product that I mentioned a few days ago. Please take a look at it, Miss Xihua." Hao Yuan's smile was the same as that of the guys, and he was very attentive.
Xihua took the sample booklet he handed over, opened it and pretended to flip through it, and whispered: "Why are you here again?"
"Miss Xihua, don't you want me to come?"
"Even if you can tell the truth, can you change the situation?" Xihua suppressed the tension in his heart and asked while drinking tea.
"Of course I don't."
"Then the principles of great benevolence and righteousness that you talk about and how to help the poor turn around are nothing more than a castle in the air and a moon in the water. Where do you start talking about it?"
Hao Yuan smiled faintly and turned the page: "Girl, please look here. These straw sandals are excellent and cheap. They are just right for girls. We can negotiate on the price..."
After the people approaching him had gone away, Hao Yuan continued: "... the people of the world are being exploited, and it takes more than just one day to turn things around. How can one person do it in a lifetime?" Hao Yuan's smiling face and the tone of his voice Completely different. "In the past, Zhu Taizu grew up in abject poverty and finally established the Ming Dynasty. However, what is the difference between the Ming Dynasty and the Yuan Dynasty? The people suffered the same." He chanted, "The peaks and mountains are like gatherings, and the waves are like anger..."
Zhang Yanghao's "Tong Guan Guan" is no stranger to Xihua, who comes from a scholarly family. When she read it, she just felt the vicissitudes of the world. However, when she heard Hao Yuan read it now, her feelings were completely different. She thought of it. His life experience made him feel sour in his heart, and his eyes were already moist.
At this moment, a servant suddenly came over to ask for instructions. Xihua asked in a few words, but he was either refuted or accurate, but it was settled over a cup of tea.
Hao Yuan then continued:
"Although you are well-dressed and well-educated now, you hold great power in this Phoenix Villa, and do many important things for Zhao Yingong. It seems that you are highly used and have unlimited glory - many young ladies from rich families cannot do this. Not to mention the daughter of a rich family, even if there are many How many men who are working outside to make a living can be as good as you? However, when you see Zhao Yingong, you still have to kneel on your knees and call yourself a slave..." Hao Yuan looked at her meaningfully, "He, Zhao Yingong, has indeed done countless things. He has saved countless lives for his good deeds, but he has asked everyone to sell themselves into slavery to repay him. Think about how much silver each stone of raw silk from the silk factory costs. The female workers there are all slaves of the villa, and they are given very little silver and food and clothing... Do you think he is kind and righteous, or is he selfish?"
"What if he doesn't set up a factory or take in slaves? Wouldn't they all starve to death?" Xihua resisted weakly.
"Yes, he did good deeds and saved the lives of countless people, but he did not do good deeds for the sake of benevolence and righteousness, but only for his own selfish interests. It is like doing business, everyone sells, and Zhao Yingong buys. But he Mr. Zhao is a big businessman, so he has the final say on how to sell and how much to sell for. If anyone refuses to sell, he will starve to death."
Xihua's face became dull, and Hao Yuan took advantage of the heat to strike: "You know Liu Ya'er in the silk factory."
"I know, it's a very hard life for a child. The land at home was taken away by a creditor, and the whole family committed suicide when they were desperate. She was the only one who was saved by a neighbor and brought here."
"Liu Ya'er's family was a sericulture farmer. They were still living well at first, but their land was never confiscated. It was only because of the government's purchase order that they went bankrupt. They were desperate and the whole family committed suicide. Do you know who had the idea for this purchase order? ?!”
Xihua felt like the world was spinning before her eyes, and she quickly held on to her body - she had vaguely heard some rumors about this matter, saying that Hangzhou Prefecture had done a good job in disaster relief this year, and it was all thanks to the prefect as a member of the Famine Relief Bureau. After coming up with an idea, I raised a lot of money. (To be continued...)
