After hearing the words, the middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and looked at Pei Ziyun. Just as Pei Ziyun expected, he understood: "Headmaster of Songyun Sect?"
Pei Ziyun flashed a smile, showed his teeth, and glanced at the middle-aged man: "I know your identity. Your illness is not an ordinary disease, right? Do you want me to continue?"
The middle-aged man lying down suddenly changed his expression. He looked at Pei Ziyun attentively, suddenly calmed down, looked at his wife and daughter, and his tone became gentler: "You and the girl, you go out first."
Hearing her father's sudden change of tone, the girl was stunned for a moment, said nothing, and stood up hesitantly, while the middle-aged woman took her hand and went out.
Pei Ziyun sat down on a stool, and the girl looked back from time to time, trying to see something on the faces of her father and this young man.
"You are treating your daughter with malice, trying to isolate the relationship and reduce the impact of sin, but have you ever thought about your daughter's feelings?" Pei Ziyun stared into the middle-aged man's eyes.
The middle-aged man coughed violently and shouted heartbreakingly: "What do you know? Do you know the hatred between our two families? Do you know what happened to my family?"
Pei Ziyun sneered: "I don't know? I don't know it's you, right?"
There was no oil lamp burning in the room, but there was some stench, and the light was a little dim. After saying this, Pei Ziyun walked slowly with his hands behind his back, stood still for a long time, and said word by word: "Between heaven and earth, the energy is not constant, but The difficulty between success and failure is simply incomparable.”
"The reason why the previous dynasty perished for three hundred years was because of the excessive levies, natural disasters, and man-made disasters that made the people unable to survive."
"With the cries of hundreds of millions of people, the revolution is brewing. This is a big number. It depends on heaven and man." At this point, Pei Ziyun glanced at melancholy: "You are a scholar and a son of an official. You should know how to understand. this point."
After hearing this, the middle-aged man trembled.
The most important thing in revolution is to obey heaven and respond to people. Of course he knew this. Every emperor was "mandated by heaven" and every dynasty was established on the basis of abolishing the "mandate of heaven" of the previous dynasty. This is The highest legal principle updated throughout the ages.
"The old dynasty is not irreversible. Manpower can support the sky. Although it is difficult to restore the old dynasty, it is not uncommon to restore it for decades."
"This is what happens when uprisings are eventually suppressed."
Pei Ziyun sighed, the Huangchao Uprising and the Taiping Rebellion in his world all fell into this category. Later generations thought it was normal, but in fact success or failure was decided by a fine line.
"Even if it cannot be undone, loyal ministers have repeatedly died for their country through the ages, and it is natural for everyone to be their own master. Although the new dynasty is an enemy of the king and ministers, they rarely impose crimes, and often reward them decades later - I heard that this idea is already in place today. , but it has not been promulgated yet and is left to the next emperor."
"But why is your father Du Zinong not on the list despite his tragic fate?"
"Because your father is disobedient to heaven and unruly."
"If Shuntian were to follow him, how could he rely on his magical power to rise up and destroy the hidden dragon that represents God's will?"
"If you respond to others, you should use strategies, bravery, and people to go against them. This is the right way."
"But as a grand master, your father wanted to use Feng Shui to dig out the dragon's veins. How did the dragon's veins come about? It actually came because of the wishes of all the people. The people prayed and the heavens listened. This is a crime for both humans and heaven!"
"Not to mention, this move led to a more tragic disaster. How many more people died in the world because of this?"
"You cry for injustice, and everyone in the world screams for injustice. Do you hear it?"
Pei Ziyun sneered and walked around, frowning at the stench in the room, and opened the window. Some sunlight shone in through the window, and for a while the stench seemed to be blown away.
The middle-aged man behind him turned pale from these words and his lips were trembling. He wanted to speak but couldn't. He just said: "You... you really know the details of my family."
"Of course, your surname is Du or Cao." Pei Ziyun glanced at it and walked a few more steps: "The world has always been about success and defeat. Your father broke the dragon vein. If you can really restore the world in a hundred years, no, in fifty years." That's enough, so I made another comment - but your father failed."
"You come from a scholarly family and a family of officials. You must know very well that your father acted against nature. Since he failed, he will suffer a tragic retribution. It is inevitable that your father will be quartered and his descendants will receive retribution. It's just that you obtained the Taoist Dragon Vein Map and won it. I had a chance and moved to this refuge, so I didn’t get full retribution for a while.”
"I think that even if you are the son of Du Zinong, you must still be a bastard. In order to preserve a sliver of blood, the Du family has made you suffer some sins but still have some blessings. Otherwise, you would have died tragically on the spot."
"When I first came here, I saw that several houses nearby were empty. No one had lived in them for a long time. There were still a few graves with sins surrounding them. They must be the children of your Du family. The sins will not go away after death, and they will be borne in the underworld. pain."
"The few people who escaped could not survive even in the shelter due to their heavy crimes. Now they have withered to the point where only your family is left. Am I right?"
Pei Ziyun stared at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man suddenly burst into tears, with tears streaming down his face. All the fierce looks were disguises, and they were the tyranny caused by sin.
"Hey!" Pei Ziyun sighed, not sure whether he was sighing at the middle-aged man or the fate of the Du family. He walked a few steps and said, "Your daughter's sins are lighter than yours, but they are not small. She is connected by blood, and her sins have long been gone. If there is no accident, I’m afraid I won’t be able to wait for the fourth generation.”
"Without blood inheritance, there is no incense, and there is no chance to save your father's damned soul. How can you bear it? Are you filial? Or unfilial?" Pei Ziyun asked.
Following Pei Ziyun's words, there was only crying in the room. After a long time, the middle-aged man raised his head, looked at Pei Ziyun, and asked hoarsely: "Then what do you think I can do?"
Pei Ziyun said calmly: "Actually, the method you are thinking of is feasible. As long as the descendants pass it on, the sins of one generation will be lighter than the next. If you accumulate virtue and benefit for hundreds of years, or if you come up with ministers to benefit the people, the sins your father committed will be Or washable.”
"But the sins are greater and faster than you think, but it's too late. The only way now is to offset the sins with merit."
Hearing these words, the middle-aged man laughed miserably: "Deep merit? If you really have deep merit, how can you like my daughter?"
Pei Ziyun nodded and lowered his voice: "What you said makes sense. To offset sins, you need a family with merit. But merits and virtues are hard to come by in any family. Who will marry your daughter? Someone with great merit. Even if people don’t know, someone will remind them.”
After hearing this, the middle-aged man did not speak for a while, and his head lowered slightly.
"Your family has changed their surname. Are you afraid that the Fang family still doesn't know that you are from the Du family?"
"Do you know that Fang Yongjie has the aura of ancestral merit and virtue, and he also loves your daughter, which will be offset by marrying your daughter. I advise him to inherit a son for your family and continue the ancestral legacy. It is you who Du Last chance for home.”
"And even if the sins committed by your father cannot be offset, they can be slowed down, and the descendants of your Du family will not be implicated. When the time comes when the heirs multiply and someone becomes a high official and seeks a title for your father, then... you should know what does that mean?"
Pei Ziyun said coldly that in fact, he felt that Fang Yongjie had known about it for a long time, but to the Fang family, the Du family did not suffer, it was just a person killed during the conquest of the world.
Killing thousands of people, not caring about one more or less.
But just pretend you don’t know at this time, and this kind of persuasion is even more effective.
For a while, no one spoke in the room. You could only hear the middle-aged man's violent coughing. Even if the window was open, there was still a depressing atmosphere in the room. The wind blew in, and you could see the trees under the sun, and you could still see them in the distance. Houses, these houses are no longer inhabited.
A swallow flew by and landed on the nest.
The middle-aged man seemed to have something to say, but he swallowed the words several times as they came to his mouth.
"Are you excited? You can't get around the corner for a while, and you still can't make up your mind, right?" Pei Ziyun thought to himself: "But the heart is the most important thing. There is no choice in this matter."
"Consider for yourself whether you should use the Fang family to clear away their sins and exchange for the continued survival of the family - you are dead, but your daughter may not be. She can still be saved now. If you miss it, I am afraid the Du family bloodline will be cut off." Pei Ziyun said. Turn around and go out.
Pei Ziyun knew that he couldn't let a man feel that he was here to ask for help, and being aggressive would sometimes push people to the opposite side, because the more he pressed, the more he resisted, which gave him time to think. There was only one way left, and he would basically not be able to do it. No.
Only the middle-aged man was left in the room, and the silence was suffocating.
"Ah" Pei Ziyun just came out of the room and heard a roar, bursts of suppressed and painful cries, and the sound of bowls being thrown.
After hearing this, the middle-aged woman's expression suddenly changed, her heart was clenched, and she rushed in.
"Father!" The girl stared at Pei Ziyun and hurriedly followed. Seeing the girl's wary gaze, Pei Ziyun touched her face and said to herself: "Do I look like a bad person?"
There were voices in the room, and then there were cries.
After a while, the door opened, and the girl went out. Her eyes were red and she was crying. She didn't know what the middle-aged man had just said. She wiped her tears and said, "Father, please go."
Pei Ziyun entered the room. The middle-aged man stared at him with red eyes and asked, "Are you sure you can do it?"
Pei Ziyun knew that he had given in and it was indeed very painful to marry his daughter to the family of the enemy who killed her father, but it was also the only way.
Pei Ziyun sighed sadly: "There is no complete guarantee. I can only say that there is a 70% to 80% chance that we can solve your family's difficulties. Of course, it would be false to say that there is absolutely no way."
"I am the headmaster of Songyun Sect, and I am also the master of Chi Feng Qining. If I am willing to sacrifice, there are two or three ways to solve this problem."
"But what virtue and ability do you have to make me sacrifice?" Pei Ziyun said, "Do you still think you are the Du family that was so powerful decades ago?"
According to the data, a few decades ago, in Yucimen Court, officials’ oxcarts could line up for miles, and hundreds of people were waiting to receive them. But now this scenery is gone forever.
The middle-aged man's lips trembled, and he wanted to say something, but couldn't. He just coughed violently again. After coughing, he seemed to accept his fate and sighed: "If this is the case, then this is the only way."
Pei Ziyun nodded and his voice softened: "I'll have someone send you some money, rice, and cloth later."
Seeing that the middle-aged man was about to speak, he waved his hand: "Since we are already married, you still want to use the Fang family to wash away your sins. No matter how noble you are, it is hypocritical or even self-deceiving."
"It's better to be upright. If you don't want it, your daughter still needs a dowry. Your wife also comes from a scholarly family. She has endured so much hardship with you. She must be rewarded with all the hardships, right?"
"Even if it's you yourself, you have to wait until your second son is born, recognize your surname, get a name, and join the family tree, then you will be considered to have completed your merits and join the Du family, right?"
The middle-aged man was speechless after what he said, with tears streaming down his face. Pei Ziyun floated out and sighed in his heart. He felt a little softer. In fact, he had seen his will to die just now, but he was dispelled by his last words. .
(End of chapter)