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The wind blowing from the north seems to be colder.

The early morning in Shanghai is characterized by the dampness and coldness of the south of the Yangtze River, and there is even a faint smell of sea in the air, which seems to indicate that it may be raining or blowing strong winds on the distant sea. The sky was crowded with gray clouds, which rolled in the air, and the yellowish rays of the sun occasionally showed their faces, and they quickly ducked into the clouds.

Again, Xu Lingyun walked out of the room and came to the courtyard, breathing in the air with a slight smell of sea, and her expression looked a little nervous.

"How's Yifeng doing now?"

Although on the day Yi Feng left, he had whispered to her that the voyage might be delayed for some time, because there might be some trouble, and that was why she was so worried.

And in the past month, bad news has always come one after another, first the Hubei provincial capital Wuchang for the bandits to occupy, and then the bandits down the river, all the way to capture Jiujiang, Ke'anqing, now, is the army besieged Jiangning, Jiangning is only a few hundred miles away from Shanghai, before this Shanghai still did not hear of the war, now Shanghai is already panicked.

It was even because of the war that the "Pacific", which had finally been released, would be berthed in the harbor, because the river road was cut off!

She didn't care about the current situation, as a little woman, she cared about her home, but her husband didn't hear from her.

"Maybe you should go and pray for Yifeng."

Xu Lingyun thought so in her heart, so she changed into a blue cheongsam, and then left home to go to the church to pray for her husband, to some extent, she is not a standard believer, her belief in God is influenced by her family, more often, she will become a believer because of family reasons, and now, she seems to be like a sick rush to the doctor, she wants to pray for her husband.

It was a Sunday, and there were a lot of people in the church, and when Lingyun Xu and Apple, who was close to her, walked into the church, some of them turned their heads to look at them, and the sun shone all around them, making her look even more beautiful.

Facing everyone's gaze, Xu Lingyun didn't even blink her eyelids, as if she didn't notice that everyone was looking at her, but Apple, who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, looked embarrassed because of everyone's gaze. Then Xu Lingyun walked forward and did something quite surprising - she walked to the cross, knelt down, and prayed silently there.

Bradley, who was sitting in the front row, couldn't help but be startled when he saw who the woman kneeling in front of the cross was, but he just glanced at her, and although his eyes were full of surprise, there was a smile on his face.

Perhaps, because of the "betrayal" of some compradors and the intervention of the French, he could not stop the damned Tatar from selling his raw silk, but now that Tatar has lost his news, there are only two possibilities for doing business with a group of rebels, one is to make huge profits, and the other is death!

He prefers to believe that now Zhu Yifeng is actually dead, because those rebels have already hit Jiangning, if he succeeds in selling his goods, then he should have come back a long time ago, and now there is only one possibility waiting for him - death!

Now, looking at Xu Lingyun kneeling in front of the holy icon, Bradley's eyes couldn't help but cast his eyes on the elegant and slender neck like a swan, and the delicate skin looked very dazzling in the sun.

What a beautiful woman!

Despite knowing that it would be disrespectful to have such thoughts in the church, Bradley was still moved by the fact that perhaps, as an elder, he should show his concern for the surviving at the right time.

After silently praying, Xu Lingyun quietly walked to the empty seat in the middle row and sat down, and at this time, on the podium, the pastor stood on the pulpit and began to preach.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to come, today's doctrine is about forgiveness."

One by one, the congregants turned their heads to listen attentively.

The pastor on the podium talked eloquently, but Xu Lingyun couldn't concentrate on listening, just kept thinking about her husband's shadow, whenever she thought of the bits and pieces with her husband, she would always give her a very warm feeling, if Yifeng came back safely...... Our home will surely become a truly harmonious family.

Thinking of this, she smiled and closed her eyes in prayer.

Looking at the Bible in front of her, Xu Lingyun felt a glimmer of hope sprouting in her heart.

She closed her eyes. She had been praying for help and guidance for years, but she never believed it in her heart. All that came out of her mouth were meaningless words, and there was no emotional hope or trust at all.

Now he wonders if praying for God's help is more than just empty words, perhaps true faith is the key.

She rested her hands together on the Bible and hung her head down.

But she just didn't know how to pray, and the thought of Yifeng's safety made her even more nervous.

Although Yi Feng told her very clearly before setting off that his voyage would be delayed for some time and might lose his message, so that she could rest assured, how could she rest assured?

At the thought of this, her breathing quickened, and despair dragged her into the dark abyss.

At first she didn't feel anything, but gradually he noticed a warm current seeping into her cold fingers. When she opens her eyes, she sees Apple's hand clasping his, touching him to protect her.

"Young grandma, young master will definitely come back peacefully and safely......"

Apple's words make her seem to relax a little, and as if she has found inner peace, her fear begins to subside in favor of a firm belief that her husband has changed, that it's true, and that he will return.

While her conviction was firm, she closed her eyes again. This time, her heart was no longer chaotic, there was no longer fear and despair, there was only faith in Yifeng and that firm belief.

She believed that her husband would return safely.

She didn't know how long she had been sitting there with her head bowed and her eyes clasped and her hands folded, time seemed to be unimportant, there was not a trace of distraction in her heart, only the thought of her husband.

"Young grandma?"

Apple's soft voice pulls her out of her dream-like situation, and she looks up and opens her eyes with the look of concern as she looks at her.

"The sermon is over."

She stood up and looked at the cross with a look of concern for her husband.

When Xu Lingyun and the personal maid left behind, they didn't notice that behind her, two pairs of eyes looked at them, with a hint of pride in those two eyes, and even a little greed.

"It's been a month!"

As he got into the carriage, Bradley lit a cigar and spat out a word.

A month, it's been a month, even if it's to Hong Kong, a month is enough time to go back and forth, and now, it's been a month since the "Express" he bought from someone else sailed out of Shanghai, and in the past month, the ship seemed to be missing, and there was no news.

"Will they really be killed by the rebels?"

Thompson looked at Bradley and asked rhetorically.

"Maybe, who knows? After all, no one could have predicted what would happen when they traded with those rebels! ”

Bradley looked at Thompson with some doubt in his eyes, what was going on? Why didn't any news come that everyone on the Express had been killed?

"That's right, the mentality of a thug is something that no one can predict!"

Are they all dead?

Thompson didn't know about this, he just subconsciously thought that Zhu Yifeng and the "Express" were both killed at the hands of the rebels.

"I ...... I think at the end of June, I'll be leaving Shanghai. ”

Suddenly, Thompson glanced out the window at the concession

"Sometimes, I can't bear to leave here!"

"yes,"

The two people sitting in the car sat there, staring out the window at the concession, the land that had brought them too many surprises, too much wealth, but for them, they were just passers-by.

"I hope to make some money before I leave!"

Thompson turned his gaze to Bradley and said in a very serious tone.

"Maybe ......"

Bradley's heart was beating faster, and the guy was trying to say something.

"Maybe what?"

Pulling the neckline, Thompson seemed to suddenly think it was too tight.

"Maybe we should go to Jiangning and get in touch with the rebels, and we can sell weapons to them? What do you think, after all, they are also Christians! ”

"Maybe!"

Bradley's mouth turned into a hesitant smile.

"However, I think that this time the matter is probably not so simple, Zhu Yifeng is very likely to be killed by the rebels, maybe because the rebels are not that rich at all, a hundred taels of a rifle, my God, it is almost equivalent to building a rifle out of silver, my friend, I think greed is the fundamental reason why he will die."

Yes, greed was the reason for his death!

If he hadn't been so greedy, maybe he would still be alive now.

"Just now, in the church, I saw his wife praying for him there, but the rebels can't listen to God's voice, and there is no point in praying!"

"Bradley, do you think he's not dead, but hiding somewhere?"

"Where are you hiding?"

Thompson's question startled Bradley, but he didn't speak.

"Yes, if he had not been killed by the rebels, then, where would he be? Could it be that he himself joined the rebels? ”

Deep down, as much as he wished he had been killed, Thompson was still a little uncertain, after all, it was only a possibility.

"This, how can this be?"

At this point, Braddellley didn't even notice that his breathing had become a little short.

"It's really possible! It seems that those compradors also have two attitudes towards the rebel army, some support and some oppose, if Zhu Yifeng is now an officer of the rebel army, then, perhaps, we should consider this possibility? ”

"However, it is also possible to be killed!"

"Maybe!"

Thompson leaned forward, his gaze cast out the window again, and finally spoke in a calm tone.

"However, I don't think it's impossible, after all, ......"

When he looked out the window, he saw that there seemed to be more beggars outside the car window......