Chapter 1552: Pei Yuanxiu's second purpose?

She looked at me and slowly said, "Pei Yuanxiu, and that Liu Qinghan, what do you think?"
"..."
I didn't speak immediately, but looked up at her after being silent for a while, and said gently, "What does the mother think?"
She smiled slightly and said, "Me? I'm not the same as your mother."
"... I listen to my mother."
"I can't think of that much. I'm a mother. All I know is that my children cannot be wronged."
"..."
"My daughter should be held and spoiled, and it's safe to live a rich life."
She said here, sighed lightly, and then said, "I'm willing to cooperate with that Pei Yuanxiu. In the future, what he wants to do is-once was what your father wanted to do, and I hope to complete it; In the second place, he is really good to you. I'm so old, I can't see anything else, can't I see it? "
My nose was sour and my voice was astringent: "Mother ..."
"As for that Liu Qinghan," she said, with a look of displeasure on her face, said, "I've inquired about your affairs more or less."
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"I can't get used to him! Is it true that our daughter of the Yan family is missing arms or missing legs? He is much more noble than him, what is he! What makes him want to be , Say no, don't do it! Are you stupid! "
"..."
I was reprimanded by her remarks, and for some time I suddenly laughed.
When I laughed, she suddenly became so angry that she couldn't breathe and coughed. I hurried to support her, stretched out my hands and wiped her back to help her breath, and she coughed for a while. His face flushed before he could barely come over.
Then I sat back to the bed again, and saw her panting, staring at me with tears in her eyes, angrily: "I know, you can't listen to my words!"
"mother……"
"Anyway, now that Liu Qinghan is rich and powerful, I want to manage it, but I can't control you anymore."
I wanted to laugh again, but didn't dare to laugh. I just continued to reach out to help her, but she reached out and grabbed my wrist. Although she didn't have much strength, it still surprised me.
I looked up and looked at her, Xue Yan looked straight into my eyes, as if to see the deepest: "But there are some words, even if no one said, you should be able to understand the interests yourself."
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"You're still hesitating, don't you kill Pei Yuanxiu yet?"
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"Not to mention what happened to you and Liu Qinghan, what would happen if he lived, just to say that this matter has reached this point now, Xichuan and Jinling can no longer cooperate, then Pei Yuanxiu must die!"
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"If you don't kill him, it will be a disaster."
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"And, the troubles are endless!"
My heart trembled suddenly.
After saying those words, Xue Yan coughed a few more times, the whole person bent down, the shoulder blades behind her were so high that she looked so thin and thin, and my heart was more heavy, and it was getting worse. Especially after hearing what she had just planned for me, it made me feel more and more sad.
Just a moment, three people told me to kill Pei Yuanxiu!
I'm not unprepared for this result, but when I really heard it, I still couldn't hold back my fear and helplessness.
He really has to die ...?
Probably seeing the hesitation in my eyes and the entanglement in my heart, Xue Yi grasped the hand of my wrist with a little more force, and said, "He, the city government is too deep. If you do n’t take advantage of it now, I will start with him, and in the future, I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to deal with him. Although I wanted to cooperate with him before, in fact, I dare not trust him at all, and he cannot be trusted at all. "
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"He also told me that this time he came to Xichuan for two purposes. One purpose was to promote cooperation with Jinling and Xichuan. I asked him what the second purpose was, but he refused to say."
"Second purpose?"
My eyebrows frowned slightly: "Does he still want to do anything in Nishikawa?"
Xue Yan said: "If such a person wants to do anything, it will not be a trivial matter. You know, he also acknowledged that when he came to Xichuan for the first time with him, he had already thought so much. At that time, who Can you think he would have that kind of mind? "
When she said this, she suddenly reminded me that for the first time, when I took Pei Yuanxiu back to Xichuan, the big thing that happened—Yan Qinghan made the Folang machine artillery known to the world, so only afterwards I went to the sea for wonderful words, the experience of a nine-death life on the sea and on the island of Tianquan.
But in the end, we got the result that King Tiemen's sailing to the sea was not to hide the firearms of the Franco machine, but to destroy the source of the artillery, and to prevent such things from happening again.
In other words, there is still a great possibility that real artillery will remain in the world!
Now that the Central Plains has been caught in the flames of war, Pei Yuanxiu's ability to venture into Sichuan by himself proves that he values ​​the integration of the two forces so that he can have a greater chance of winning, but this is probably not as good as a batch Get the weapon you must win in the war!
Is the second purpose of Pei Yuanxiu entering the Sichuan this time is to--
I shivered shiveringly.
But after thinking about it, I was a little hesitant. The hiding of Folang machine guns was more than ten years ago. I did n’t get more and valuable clues even after going to sea once. Pei Yuanxiu wanted to come back like this. Finding, then, like a haystack, is almost impossible.
But, apart from this, I can't think of any other important purpose for him.
My brows frowned slightly.
Just at this time, Aunt Hong came in by pushing the door, and she still had a bowl of steaming medicine in her hand, and when she just came over, the smell rushed into our noses. When Xue Yan smelled it, her eyebrows were twisted. A puppet.
Aunt Hong said, "Mrs., it's time to take medicine."
"Did I just drink it?"
"That was just now. This medicine is making you sweat."
"What do I sweat well for?"
"Sweating makes you sleep well."
"I do not--"
Speaking of it, I have seen Xue Ye from my childhood. After so many years of twists and turns, I rarely have the opportunity to be close to her like this, only to find that although she is so old, she is really just a child. Even afraid of suffering and not taking medicine. Aunt Hong also frowned because of her appearance, and couldn't say anything, she could only turn her head to look at me.
I reached out and grabbed Xue Xuan's wrist: "Master Mother ..."
The word "adult" was a little heavier. She listened to me, and she couldn't say anything at all. Seeing that Aunt Hong sent the bowl of muddy mud-like medicine to her, her face was worse than that medicine Still bitter.
She mumbled twice and finally said softly, "You!"
Then, took the bowl and mumbled and drank.
I was laughing more and more in my heart, especially after seeing her drink, her eyes and nose were wrinkled, but she finally smirked and laughed, and then held her down and said gently: "Mother Mother is tired for a day today, so take a good rest."
Although she fell asleep, her eyes were still bright and she kept staring at me: "Did you just understand what I said?"
"……heard it."
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"Mother take a rest first, and talk about these things when the spirit is healed."
"Lightness, I can tell you, night long dreams!"
These four words were like a few needles. They pierced in my heart slightly. At first, nothing happened. When I put her down the curtain and blew out the candles on the table, I went out to face the dark outside. At night, the pain in my heart slowly floated.
Night long ... dreams ...
How long is this night and how many dreams will there be?


I stood at her door for a long time, until the wind became a bit cold, Aunt Hong said gently, "Miss, don't you go back to rest?"
I glanced back at her, said nothing, just smiled, and stepped down the stairs.
Susu has been waiting outside, and at this time also hurried to follow up and walked out of Xue Yi's house. When going out, she could see the busy figures of those people. It was already such a deep night, but their faces were not. With a trace of burnout, Mr. Ma has already invigorated his spirits, and is constantly dispatching troops to command people to keep here and keep them there.
But I can see that he was a little lost.
In particular, in the interval between speaking and doing things, it seems that as long as he stops slightly, there will be some things, some feeling like water pouring up and drowning him, so he can only keep himself busy, non-stop Do things, but in doing so, it gives people a sense of busyness.
I stepped forward: "Master."
He looked back at me and immediately said, "Miss."
"My father has been busy all day, and the hardest thing for you today is you, so go to rest early."
"I am not tired."
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I looked at the wrinkles on his old face. There was a stubble in his throat for a while. I didn't know what to say. Instead, Father Ma glanced at me again and said, "Miss, don't you rest?"
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I didn't speak, just stood in front of him with frown.
He seemed to feel something. He didn't speak immediately, but looked down at me for a while, then said gently, "Is the young lady still thinking about it?"
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"You don't know, should you kill that person?"
I laughed bitterly, I do n’t know if it was because of this sentence, that I have heard numbness tonight, or my mind, all written on my face and be known at a glance, I looked up at him: "Master, you feel--"
He didn't finish talking, he raised his hand.
"Miss, this decision is not something the old man can do for you."
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"The young lady needs to find a better answer herself."
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When I heard him, it made my original troubled mind a little clearer. I thought about it and said, "Yes, I really should find a better answer."
He looked at me: "Where does the young lady plan to find?"
I said, "Where is he in?"