Zhong Yi's tone was cold, like broken jade and broken ice, and seemed to be telling someone else's dream, someone else's story. "I dreamed about He Jinghong." Zhong Yi emphasized the words "He Jinghong" and his eyes fell on He Ran. He Ran frowned slightly. Damn it, he dared to dream about her. She was alive and well. Yes, is this just a dream?
Zhong Yi continued: "I dreamed of the annual birthday of King Yao. The gongs and drums shook the sky, and He Jinghong rescued the young Emperor Taizu." "Stop!" He Ran stopped and asked, "On the birthday of King Yao, this is Pingyang, right? The place where your dream started is in Pingyang?" Zhong Yi didn't know why He Ran was obsessed with this, so he nodded subconsciously: "Yes, it's Pingyang." He Ran yelled: "This is what I think about every day, and what I dream about at night. If I had known that you had a Pingyang complex, I would have asked you to stay in Pingyang for a longer time. Otherwise, it will be April 28th next year." Wang Dan, how about I invite Mr. Zhong to come to Pingyang to watch the majestic gongs and drums?" Zhong Yi: I’m talking about my dream, and you’re next year? Zhong Yi’s ice-cube face: “My dream is soul-stirring and earth-shattering.” He Ran: "A dream is just a dream after all, only the ordinary is true." "But I feel like I'm in it." Zhong Yi said.
He Ran: "I also liked role-playing before I was seven years old." Zhong Yi: "In my dream, I saw He Jinghong carrying Zhou Tong to Taizu and telling him that this was his father-killing enemy. Taizu swung his sword and chopped off Zhou Tong's head." He Ran: "Kill him well. This kind of guy kills his brother and sleeps with his sister-in-law to deliberately raise and destroy his nephew. Killing him with one knife will give him an advantage." Zhong Yi's expression changed instantly. He took a few steps forward and grabbed He Ran's shoulders: "Repeat what you just said." He Ran: "I said the killing was good. This kind of guy kills his brother and sleeps with his wife to deliberately raise his nephew. Killing him with one knife will give him an advantage." Zhong Yi's hand became stronger and his eyes were sharp. Just as he was about to ask again, Xiaoli's knife was already pressed against his back. "Be presumptuous, take your claws away!" Xiaoli shouted. Zhong Yi's body shook violently, and he quickly regained his composure, let go of He Ran, and withdrew his hand. Xiaoli's knife was still pressed against his back. Zhong Yi exhaled and said, "Just now, Zhong remembered his own affairs and impulsively asked the boss Haihan." He Ran smiled: "Haihan is exempted. When Mr. Zhong leaves, don't forget to pay the fine." Zhong Yi was startled: "A fine?" He Ran nodded: "Since Mr. Zhong is a first-time offender, he will only be fined one thousand taels to give Mr. Zhong a long memory." Zhongyi impulsiveness is the devil, the devil of one thousand taels. "The fault lies with Zhong. Zhong will accept the punishment." Zhong Yi stood with his hands solemnly. He Ran winked, Xiaoli withdrew the knife, and Zhong Yi was able to return to his original seat. He Ran, however, acted as if nothing had happened and said to Zhong Yi, "Can Mr. Zhong's dream continue?" Zhong Yi had completely calmed down. He looked at He Ran and asked word by word: "Zhong, can I ask if there is any basis for what the boss just said about Zhou Tong?" This is asking about Zhou Tong killing his brother Zhou Jun, seizing Lady Di, and raising Zhou Wen into a traitor. He Ran smiled: "Didn't Master Zhong dream about my master just now? This is what my master told me. Master said it three times a day, and it made my ears feel calluses. By the way, my master is He Jinghong, Zhong Didn't my master tell you about the person you dreamed about in your dream? Oh, why is she like this? A bowl of water is flat, I can't be the only one who has calluses on my ears." Zhong Yi's expression changed again and again. , the four seasons change, it is very beautiful.
"The master, the master, is really the eldest princess of the country?" Zhong Yi asked. "Hey, you don't believe it?" He Ran was surprised. "Back when we were in Zhending, the head master said that Jinghong Tower was inherited from his adoptive father." Zhong Yi said. "Oh, that's because my master's reputation is too great. I'm afraid that if I say it, it will spread to the capital. Besides, there's only one word difference between master and foster father." He Ran started talking nonsense. She didn't bother to care whether Zhong Yixiang believed it or not, she believed it anyway. Zhong Yi asked again: "Then where is the Princess Zhenguo now?" He Ran sighed: "That day by the Suoling River, Master got a pot of fine peach blossom wine. She told me that it was time for her to go home. The scenery on both sides of the Suoling River was picturesque. Master rowed. Riding on a bamboo raft, drinking wine, drifting leisurely, gradually disappearing into the same color of water and sky." After He Ran finished speaking, there was silence all around. She turned to look, and at some point, Zhong Yi burst into tears. A man as ruthless as an eagle, crying is very painful. He Ran quickly moved her eyes away. There were a few hibiscus branches stuck in the dendrobium. The flowers were blooming, just enough to wash her eyes. "She finally went back. She always wanted to go home, but it delayed her for many years." The coldness in Zhong Yi's voice faded, replaced by deep regret. He Ran looked at him coldly and said in a disgraceful manner: "Master Zhong, there is no need to be sad. If master knew that Min Lan's grand-nephew shed tears for her, she would be so sick that she couldn't eat. After all, the one whom my master despises the most is... It’s Min Lan.” Zhong Yi took a deep breath and saluted He Ran again: "Zhong has lost his temper, please forgive me, Master." "Forgiveness is unforgivable. It's your first offense, Mr. Zhong. Please go and pay the fine later." He Ran said with sincerity and kindness. "Fine? It's a fine again, how much?" Zhong Yi almost didn't believe his ears. Why could this big boss always deviate from him perfectly, and even lead to a fine? "Master Zhong is also innocent. After all, you can't choose your origin. If you could choose, Master Zhong would definitely not want to have anything to do with the Min family, right. Forget it, just fine him a thousand taels." He Ran sighed. "What a lion!" Zhong Yi was angry. He just shed a few tears, but He Ran wanted to fine him one thousand taels. Adding on the one thousand taels just now, there would be no more two thousand taels?
Is this the legendary wool? "It doesn't matter. Mr. Zhong doesn't have to give it. Anyway, the money won't fall into my pocket. In the end, it will all be used to raise soldiers." He Ran had an expression that said you can do whatever you like, which made Zhong Yi very happy. Congested. "It doesn't matter, Zhong will accept the punishment." Zhong Yi said. He Ran put on a smiling face and said, "Master Zhong understands the righteousness very well. Would you like to ask Master Zhong to continue telling you about your dream?" Zhong Yi shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "It's just a dream, no need to talk about it anymore." He Ran smiled hypocritically and reached out to pick up the tea. Are you seeing off guests?
Zhong Yi felt unwilling, this was completely different from what he imagined. He bit the bullet and said, "Zhong wants to stay with the big boss and work for the big boss. I wonder if the big boss is willing to accept a warrior like Zhong?" He Ran nodded repeatedly: "Yes, of course I am willing. Mr. Zhong is wise, courageous, bold and careful. He Ran can't ask for anything more." He Ran didn't lie, she was lacking a ruthless character like Zhong Yi.