The hundredth meeting of the storm! Chapter shadow longing

Dream. The nightmare is back.

The chains, the silver needles, the tendons that divide him, the fingers that mistake his bones.

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In the nightmare, Qu Daoyuan opened his eyes, trembled, gasped, struggled, opened his mouth wide, but he didn't dare to let out a wail and beg.

He knew he was dreaming, but he couldn't wake up.

"Officials, officials ......"

Gradually, I could hear my wife's anxious, panicked call. Qu Daoyuan suddenly shook and opened his eyes. This time, he finally really opened his eyes.

The small oil lamp in the room lit up in a dim light, illuminating the wife's haggard face.

For several days in a row, he had nightmares and horrors every night, and although he was forced to remain silent, how could he hide it from the person next to his pillow.

Qu Daoyuan was drenched in cold sweat, and the bedding under him was already wet. The wife wanted to call the maid to come in and change, Qu Daoyuan shook his head, only took the sweat towel prepared by the side in the morning and wiped his head and face, and hugged his wife into his arms to comfort him.

"It's okay, it's just that I was too tired some time ago. Just rest for two more days. ”

The wife closed her eyes.

"You've been at home for too long this time. The caravan can't live without you. Perhaps, if you go out for a walk, it will be better sooner. ”

She is the wife of a merchant chief, not a lady raised in a deep boudoir. He had something to do, he couldn't say, and she couldn't help him. But at the very least, she should have saved him from the pain that he had worked so hard to hide.

Qu Daoyuan was silent for a moment, and hugged the person in his arms hard.

"Good. It's okay, Avi, don't worry. Everything will be fine. ”

He said this with great confidence. At least, he survived, didn't he?

In three days, he tasted human torture. He was held hostage and returned to his home in the middle of the night, looking at a sharp short sword, quietly resting on the necks of his sleeping wife and children, waiting for his decision.

He's just a businessman. He values righteousness and misses old feelings, but he is just a businessman. He was not a dead soldier or even a soldier. He couldn't stand such threats. He only confessed. He summoned how much kindness he had received from the Wind Festival. He summoned the deep meaning of the Fengjinjie who arranged for him to do business near Dingyuan Pass, he summoned the secret contact information that he had waited for Lu Dongli for several months, and he summoned the secret contact information that Fengjinjie had left back that year......

He thought that after he had no use value, he would be wiped out. However, three days later, he was sent back to the room of the Qinglou Hua Kuidi in the night, and the cold voice only left the last words in his ear: "There will be our people around you who watch day and night." In the past three days, if you dare to leak a word, don't want to have a living mouth. Remember. Nothing happened, you just hung out with a beautiful woman here for three days, doing what a rich man would do. In the future, if someone comes to your door again with code words to ask you for help, you should know how to do it! ”

In the blink of an eye, he was back in his own world. Everything is as usual, everyone thinks that he is very happy, and he has been having fun with the famous prostitute of the Qinglou for three days in the gold cave.

Those three days seemed like a nightmare. Those people didn't even leave any visible scars on him, and even if he were to tell someone, no one would believe him.

Blown out the lights. Qu Daoyuan lay quietly on the bed in the dark, unable to sleep, only staring blankly at the vague curtain.

For three days, he didn't know how he survived.

They tortured him and interrogated him repeatedly, until at last they were satisfied that he had truthfully summoned everything.

He did summon almost everything he knew. Almost. Except for the letter left to Lu Dongli on the Wind Festival that year. And everything related to that letter.

He knew that in order to get help when necessary, the Wind Festival had made code responses with many of his former subordinates. No matter who appears, as long as the code is right, as long as he is willing to remember his old feelings, all businesses will definitely do their best to help. He also knew that the code words set by the Wind Festival for every big business were different.

He knew what words to use for those in contact with him, but he didn't know what the code was for mobilizing other forces. However, he guessed that the letter left by Feng Jinjie to Lu Dongli must have explained everything. When he waited for Lu Dongli to arrive, he held the letter in his hand. also had the urge to open the seal and take a peek several times, but in the end, he did not live up to the trust of Feng Jinjie. For fear that his will will will not be strong. Someday sworn voyeur, is he in Tongcheng? buried the secret letter deeply, and then led the caravan away away.

The secret letter, wrapped in oilcloth and in a silver box, lay quietly under the rocks in the wilderness, beside the great tree.

This matter is between heaven and earth, only he and Feng Jinjie know, Feng Jinjie is dead, and it will always become his secret. Even when he was cornered, even if he summoned everything else, he still didn't leak anything in this letter.

For other things, there are other insiders, like a knife, like Wang Dabao. If they are caught and questioned, they will not be able to spare his family if they find out that he is lying. Only this matter, he was afraid that no one knew, so he tried his best to hide it.

If he confessed the secret letter, then what he did was no longer a mere act of retribution by a merchant, but part of a coalition of countless merchants with gold and silver connections. He didn't know who the person who had come to extract his confession was, but he could guess that it was from the imperial court. If he confesses this, it will cause trouble to his wife and children, and to his former partner. Therefore, he resisted death and hid it.

Fortunately, he didn't read the letter, and fortunately he buried it back then. Now, even if these people turn his family's business house upside down, they can't find a single clue.

He had not been seen in front of people for three days, and no one around him had any suspicions. He can only keep this pain deep in his heart forever, and he can't ask anyone for help or talk to anyone.

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The whole thing just passed quietly. Everything will be fine. Because it couldn't have been worse.

Qu Daoyuan's three-day Yanfu, and his subsequent temperament changed greatly, he was easily frightened at night and looked in a trance, but he didn't attract any attention from others. In fact, this huge merchant alliance maintained by pure affection and righteousness is not an organization at all in its bones. No one has been taught, trained, or mentally prepared. Even if someone finds out that Qu Dao is far away, they will not think of spreading the news to all parties, let alone reporting the news to Feng Jinjie.

There are actually a few businessmen who have similar encounters with Qu Daoyuan. On the day of the Feng Jin Festival, he went all the way with Lu Dongli and He Xiujie, and on the way, he had asked for help from most of the merchants in the land, and he was secretly investigated and investigated by the best secret agents of Zhao State, and was carefully monitored.

And the most responsible giant businessmen in each place, the highest person in charge of all orders to find people. The spy went straight to the action. Everyone will disappear in front of people for a short period of time for various reasons that are reasonable and not suspicious of outsiders, and then, when they reappear, they are somewhat in a trance, but there are always various reasons to explain the prevarication of the past.

Like Qu Daoyuan, they were intimidated and hurt and forced to confess. It's the same as Qu Daoyuan. Restless, erratic, silent.

It's just that. Most people still don't know anything. They are still simply thinking about the old feelings, ready to help as much as possible if someone can report the benefactor's code words one day. They don't know what happened. They don't know where the wind festival is, they don't know anything, they don't know anything.

The information collected by the secret agents flew to the capital like snowflakes and flew to King Zhao's imperial study. When all kinds of information clearly pointed out that everyone was thinking of the old love of the Wind Festival and helping each other. The powerful national forces began to seriously analyze the records and search for all the merchants who had worked under the Wind King's Section.

All over the country, various chambers of commerce and business groups, every person who has been involved with the Feng Jin Festival, every successful businessman who came out of the Feng family, and the apprentices and grandchildren brought out by themselves, all do business. Industries, spheres of influence, one place and another, were clearly and meticulously listed and teleported to the Imperial Front.

And none of the people under investigation, except for those who have suffered inhumane suffering, are aware that a serious crisis is looming. At the end of the day, they're just businessmen. They are smart and sharp. Know the advance and retreat, understand the world. However, they are not wise men and advisers, nor are they people who are immersed in officialdom.

In fact, it is too simple to eliminate these people who have nothing but money. All it takes is a holy decree and a few batches of military horses......

However, looking at the secret reports sent from all directions, truly confirming the origin of the whole matter, King Zhao, who was deep in the city, and his henchmen and advisers looked at each other, and they both felt a deep chill.

Only by taking a closer look at the detailed rules and regulations from all over the world can we truly understand what kind of talent and ability a group of subordinates were taught by Feng Jinjie back then.

If Feng Jinjie has a heart, just relying on the power that almost controls half of Zhao Guo's business circle, he can develop any amazing power. If he is willing to work hard, in Zhao State, I don't know how much wind and waves he can set off, and even directly threaten the stability of the imperial power. However, he obviously has such ability, but he does nothing, and allows such a force with great potential to become a simple and loose business alliance, and he is willing to scatter his family wealth to go to the border for several years, and then, for an inexplicable holy decree, calmly die!

Looking at the secret letters on the table in a daze, King Zhao couldn't make a sound for a long, long time.

Lu Ze calmly picked up his pen and marked three new red dots again on a map on the wall that was already densely packed with countless red dots.

Every point is a commercial force dug up because of the wind festival, looking at the entire map of Zhao Kingdom quietly, looking at the dense red dots that occupy almost all the country, and there is nothing more shocking than this intuitive feeling.

Wind Festival, who is he? How could he have such ability, such ability?

Wind Festival, his behavior, why is it so incredible, incomprehensible. If he can do it easily, he can create so many talents and such a big foundation, so if he devotes himself to it, what will he do!

Wind Strength Festival...... He died too senselessly, too pitifully, too lamentable!

But...... However, he could not live without dying after all.

Lu Zewei sighed deeply, and turned his head to look at King Zhao with gloomy eyes and a face as heavy as water.

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Secretary Zongzi: First, today is 100 years old, which is really a memorable day. Such a huge story, Nalan is an incompetent author of the outline, and it has been paved smoothly until now, seeing that the plot below can be swayed more freely and casually, and there can be more climactic ups and downs, it is really a miracle, I am looking forward to it.

And then, that, that...... Tear. Nalan was embarrassed to ask for a monthly pass, so Xiaolou on the monthly pass list was about to slip to fourth place. This...... It was so immediate, I cried.

Also, I'm sorry for everyone yesterday. Yesterday's update was very late because I couldn't enter the author's area of the starting point.,The starting point server on my side seems to be pumped.。 Therefore, it cannot be updated or notified. tossed for more than two hours, and in the end, he had to let Nalan crawl to update it in the middle of the night...... Sweat.

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