Chapter 8 — Thien Ha Vo Nam

But they didn't believe it. Tong Can raised the corner of his lips and teased: "Big sister, there are many more people than me who come to find you." I tapped her on the shoulder: "Tong Minister, keep to the rules, stop hanging around a leisurely servant like me." I don't like cloudy water in the tide; Don't ask for power, just ask for fame and money, and you'll be satisfied. Tong Can took a small sip and pondered: "Big sister, you have been scheming for so many years, what are you asking for?" "If you sit next to your father's pillow, with his favor, you will definitely choose a good priest to take care of you, you will be the young lady of the Marquis Palace, the Marquis Palace will ultimately be yours." She wanted to ask: why make a big circle, offer her as prime minister, elevate Ly Hanh Ha to the throne, while I only keep the name of the Marquis? I asked again: "Tong Can, where is the position of a woman?" Previously, she was the emperor's wife, the mother of the world. Nowadays, it is the title of a marquis, worshiping a minister, and calling himself an emperor. The new government allows women to not be bound by the old law, so they can do what they want. Even though the invisible dharma is still imprisoned, but Ly Hanh Ha, Tong Can, and I are saying: there is a possibility, they do not have to spend their whole lives studying just to stay at home to teach their children and rely on others. They can go to high mountains and cross thousands of rivers because someone has done it before. Like my mother, in a wealthy family with only one woman, she could not be entrusted to a man. Women could also support the family. There will be no more bringing wolves into the house, playing dirty tricks to protect the three great ring sects. "This situation is exactly what I asked for. The rest, the women will fight over." 41 My father escaped. The lock of the hospital swings, the absent person is empty. Xiao Hei Wei reported: There weren't many people who robbed his father, their skills were pure, they were negligent so they were robbed. Let's guess: in the past, when he was defeated and even humiliated, he had never used this trick; Now using it, what do you want to ask for? I used all my manpower to chase after me, but I asked Ly Hanh Ha to help me: she ordered the guards to help me find someone. Thanks to my trust for many years, I only said "the prince's great plan", she did not ask and handed the person over to me. Searching for three days and three nights, he finally found his father on the top of the mountain outside the city, where he observed the whole city. The simple dharma altar worships the great Emperor Phong Do, the giant cinnabar painting taiji bagua; A few martyrs knelt before. Next to the wall, next to his father, is the old man; The eight trigrams in the heart are a child, white shirt, blank eyes, four pupils appearing in his eyes. Coincidence! I drew my bow, set my arrow, and shot my father in the leg. The arrow was knocked away by his martyrs. The guards behind me simultaneously raised their crossbows and arrows; I quickly waved my hand to stop him. That man's clothes were no longer gorgeous, and his figure had become somewhat thinner; In his eyes there was no sadness or suffering, only determination. We walk slowly forward; Father waved his hand to stop the martyrs who were about to rush out, silently looking at me. "Father, the person who let them practice the law here, do you know who the sacrifice is?" He glanced at the four cities under the mountain, speaking about the horrors of the world as if it were an everyday thing: "Naturally it is the people of the capital." "More than a thousand lives is enough." The corners of his lips pulled into a sad smile. "I pray, I won't bring you with me this time. Your changes are too great, almost making it impossible for me to be reborn." I put the bow on my back and step by step probed closer: "Did you forget? In the next life, the offerings will disappear completely, like two thousand people of Black Kim City. Father and mother are both Kinh people; if you lose a thousand people, how much will the situation change? In the next life, will you still be able to meet your mother and still be able to love each other?" The old man stared blankly at Trong Dong in the middle of the battle, but his feet did not dare to take even a single step. He wished he could tear his head off and throw it in. The child was unhappy with no one, threw three coins: once, twice... Father raised his sword towards me: "Black Kim is gone, but Vien Mao is still alive, once again helping me forge a letter, some things are unchangeable. Please, don't come again." Of course it is. In this life, ever since I could speak, I begged my mother to find Vien Mao, and maybe turn the case over to Giang Palace; though

If she doesn't meet her, if she has faith, she will continue to live. But when I was three years old, my mother secretly listened outside the study and learned that Vien Mao had died. That night, mother and son said goodbye; And the sad girl met her parents. I don't know if the news of Vien Mao's fake death was spread in previous generations; I only know that like in the previous life, the mother died, the father took the bronze, and wanted to be reborn. If the mother were still alive, I wouldn't bother writing the dharma, cause and effect would be broken. So the moment I returned, I was determined not to be able to save the field. 42 The field sowed several times. My father's eyes were full of hope, stubbornness, and tenacity. "No matter how many times we come back, the main line remains the same; I will remarry A Di, and then give birth to you." I choked: "But mother will also hang herself again and leave us again!" He was only moved for a moment, his eyes were decisive again: "Honey, you know, from the day I triumphantly proposed to your mother, until we got married and gave birth, that was the happiest time of my life. I just want to relive that day one more time. times.” Even if because of that, he becomes equal to his lover and flesh and blood, and turns into an enemy, he still has no regrets. Trong called out in unison: "Father, the auspicious hour has come." Father? Isn't Liu Shan already dead? My father replied: "My child, don't forget the promise you made with your father."