C1641 That Night Nineteen Years ago
C1641 That Night Nineteen Years ago
Physical and mental cultivation was something that every old man who lived a long life had to do.
That's what Old Man Gao thought, and he did it all the time, so he still didn't need to walk with a walking stick on his 80th birthday last year.
However, ever since then, he could no longer maintain such a peaceful state of mind.
First, he expelled elegance from the Gao Family, and then it was -- until today, this old man came looking for him.
The old man's surname was Zheng, and his name was Zheng Fu. The old man's name was Zheng Wei, and his name was Zheng Fu.
Zheng Fu doesn't have a good name, but he doesn't have a good appearance either. He's about 1.7m tall and weighs less than 40kg. The big green tunic he wore looked like it could be worn on a rack and blown away by the wind.
After all, Zheng Fu was a living specimen.
He was also wearing a pair of large brown spectacles. He was sitting on a chair in the study with his hands on his knees. He looked like a zombie; he hadn't moved for half an hour.
Old Man Gao, who felt very tired, slowly poured himself a cup of tea. He glanced at Zheng Fu and his mood suddenly became better: "So what if I'm tired?" It was much better than living like this, right?
It had been half an hour since Zheng Fu came to Old Man Gao's study room.
During this half an hour, he didn't drink any water or smoke. After sitting down, he maintained his sitting posture without moving at all. He didn't even say a word. He just stared at Old Man Gao like a zombie.
Old Man Gao couldn't see his eyes, but he was sure that Zheng Fu was looking at him.
As expected, just as he relaxed, Zheng Fu said: "Put down the big rock on your body."
Zheng Fu's voice was just like the meaning of his name, it carried a rotten smell of mold, like a dead dog that was buried under warm and wet ground for three days and then dug out again, making people listen with their ears, but it was just like eating a dead dog, causing their stomachs to turn upside down.
Fortunately, Old Man Gao seemed to be well-prepared. He picked up his teacup as if nothing had happened, took a sip, and said: "I have carried too many burdens in my life, so I'm already very tired. I don't need to carry anything for my grandchildren. What I want most right now is to lie down on the chaise longue in the patio after lunch and get a good night's sleep. "
"Hopefully, when I opened my eyes, I would find myself sleeping in a trench filled with damaged warheads. There was the sound of a charge horn coming from a distant place, and a few hundred meters in front of me, the enemy was crawling up with his clumsy ass like a worm."
Old Man Gao's eyes slowly began to light up. Although his voice was low, it carried a never before seen anger. "At that time, I did not have any burdens because I knew that I might not be able to endure the next round of the charge."
"The things you said are already in the past. They will never come back."
Zheng Fu was silent for a moment, then said: "That glorious period of time is destined to be the most precious memory of our generation. It should be preserved well, and after death, we can take it out and taste it slowly. Never, ever, overlap it with the current society of falling, falling, and deceit. This is a blasphemy to the past. "
"I'm just recalling it occasionally. At that time, you were still a little cook carrying a pot on your back, right? Following behind my butt all day, pestering me to tell you about my battle experience. If you piss me off, I'll give you a kick and tell you to scram. "Heh heh."
Old Man Gao laughed. "Now, you are on equal footing with me."
"No, not on equal footing. You sit behind the table, and I sit in front of you."
Zheng Fu shook his head and said, "The person who should have been on equal footing with you died at the hands of a woman known as the number one beauty of the Divine Dynasty nineteen years ago."
"He didn't die on the battlefield of the charge, and he escaped that horrible decade when he, like you, should have died honorably at the end of his life."
Zheng Fu's tone finally changed a bit, "But who would have thought that at his most glorious moment, his only son died in the hands of a woman. The moment he found out about this news, he suddenly passed away. The night he died, a Red Moon hung in the sky, like a big, bloody mouth. It swallowed all of the lives of so many people, yet only that woman was not hanging. "
"Nineteen years ago, 1973 never gave up trying to find out who killed his son. In nineteen years, we have investigated at least 9,612 people who, on the night of his death, might have caused his death. "
Zheng Fu's voice regained its calmness: "I remember very clearly, that night was at the northern outskirts of the Expedition Square. The local Heavenly Mansion held a Lantern Festival fireworks party. After the accident of his only son, we spent nineteen years and searched so many people, but still couldn't find the real culprit. "
"Hai."
Old Man Gao sighed lightly and said: "This cannot be blamed on you guys, because before his son died, he only stared at the Red Moon and said one word."
The door.
The two words that the man's son had stared at the Red Moon before he died was the gate.
It looked like a Red Moon, with a door as red as blood.
He searched for the real murderer for nineteen years. He finally figured out why the man's son had stared at the moon before he died and managed to say the word "gate" with all his might.
It turned out that the murderer was related to the red door.
The vermilion door was tattooed.
A tattoo on a woman.
This woman was none other than Shieh Hongyan, who had gone to the northern suburbs to watch the fireworks party nineteen years ago.
That person's son accidentally saw the tattoo on her body at a certain time before he died and then attracted his attention. That person then left his bodyguard at the party and went to chase after Shieh Hongyan.
As a result, the harassed Shieh Hongyan, in a struggle to resist, pushed him into a car selling New Year's cake.
The knife on the New Year's cake cart had accurately stabbed into his back.
That person's son had died, and with a heart full of unwillingness, he had taken away his father, who loved him dearly.
The man's son did not know that within an hour of his death, a terrible bloodshed had taken place in the Expedition Square — Shieh Hongyan's husband, Shangguan Yin, had died to protect his wife.
No one would have thought that when Shangguan Yin was trying to protect his wife while she was rushing out, he would be noticed by the people from Anggui Cult. Thinking that he was being watched, they had to make a move quickly to clash with that person's son's bodyguard and the local Enforcer.
On that night nineteen years ago, there was a round Red Moon in the sky. Shieh Hongyan had a vermillion door on her body, and blood flowed like a river on the Expedition Square, causing at least several hundred casualties. Every time the ordinary Citizen who participated in that fireworks party thought of that night, they would tremble in fear.
Zheng Fu and the others, who had rushed over afterwards, did not expect that the real culprit had already fled the scene quickly with the 'Anggui Scripture' that Shangguan Yin handed to her before he died.
Relying on that scripture (she used it as a protective talisman), not long after her Jingdu City was given birth to Zhang Wenwen, she was sent into Jinnan by Anggui Cult.
After Shieh Hongyan left the Jingdu City, she immediately cut off the clues about 1973. It wasn't until nineteen years later that she suddenly realized, through an opportunity, that the real murderer was that woman!
Catch Shieh Hongyan!
Nineteen years after the Divine Dynasty gradually moved towards the Golden Age, Loong Wu, who was out on a mission for the first time, was injured by Gao Fei despite his identity being revealed.
Zheng Fu this time, is to tell Old Man Gao: they must arrest Shieh Hongyan, to bring her to justice, to give that person justice. At the same time, Gao Fei must pay the price of daring to provoke 1973.
"If Gao Fei wasn't your grandson, I wouldn't have come to find you."
Zheng Fu said lightly.
"He is no longer my grandson."
Old Man Gao was silent for a while and then said, "And you know that I also participated in the East Pavilion Meeting, I will never interfere with what 1973 wanted to do."
The East Pavilion Meeting was a meeting held in a pavilion on the top of a mountain in a scenic spot after the former 'Cliff' had completed its historical mission in 1973. That was why it was called the East Pavilion Meeting.
Old Man Gao was a leading member of the meeting and promised never to take any action against 1973.
"Alright, since you say so, then I am relieved."
Zheng Fu stood up from his chair and said lightly: "I really want you to tell your grandson who's standing guard outside and ask him not to get involved in this. Don't worry, we will only capture Shieh Hongyan and at most teach Gao Fei a lesson. We definitely won't harm him."
"This is what you want to do, I can't do it. Similarly, I do not care what Gao Fei does. "
Old Man Gao stood up from the chair and held the table with both of his hands as he looked at Zheng Fu.
Immediately, Zheng Fu felt a surge of golden qi that was filled with thousands of soldiers charging at him. It made him frown and he subconsciously took two steps back.
Old Man Gao looked at him and said lightly: "Zheng Fu, the son of that person, isn't his name Chen Qing?"
"Yes, his name is Chen Qing."
Zheng Fu nodded, "You should have known. Even if another thirty years pass, you shouldn't forget the name of your benefactor's son."
"I won't forget, really."
Old Man Gao lowered his eyes, still looking indifferent: "I just want to ask, you should know what kind of person Chen Qing is."
The corner of Zheng Fu's mouth twitched. He was silent for a long time before he said: "Bullying men and women, committing all sorts of crimes."
"So you know it too."
Old Man Gao sat down slowly and put his hands on the table: "Then, if your daughter, or your woman, was forced by Chen Qing, would she resist?"
"I have no daughter and no wife. 1973, my wife and daughter. "
Jack said slowly, "I know what you're trying to say. You're just trying to tell me that Chen Qing deserves to die. I think so too. But did it ever occur to you that it was Chen Qing's death that had caused his sudden death from a heart attack? If Chen Qing didn't die, he wouldn't die. He was the old man — so whether Chen Qing died or not, Lily had to pay for his death. After all, a lot of people were killed that night. "
"No one would have thought that someone from the Anggui Cult would be here and was preparing to take action."
Old Man Gao sighed and murmured, "If Chen Qing had harassed Shieh Hongyan earlier that night and told her to leave the Expedition Plaza, then not so many people would have died."
"All this is in the past, and the facts have been created, and cannot be changed. I'm going to do what I have to do. "
Zheng Fu nodded, turned around and quickly left the study room.