Chapter 563 What Price Can You Pay?
"Mr. Huo is out, please make way."
"Mr. Huo, these people are so mean! Once you finish speaking, we'll kick them out immediately!"
"Mr. Huo, please don't be soft-hearted! They are acting like this because they need something from you! Otherwise, they won't regret the evil they have done!"
The villagers who were blocking the entrance to the Huo family courtyard stepped back slightly to both sides, leaving less than half an arm's length of space, for fear that if the gap became too big, those bad guys would reach out and grab Mr. Huo.
Finally, the person they wanted to see showed up. The seven people stood still and didn't dare to move, fearing that they would disturb the other person and make him angry. They turned around, closed the door, and left.
Several people fixed their eyes on the tall and thin figure who appeared at the door. He was wearing an old and simple stone-blue gown, and his figure was as slender as a sword-like bamboo.
The distant mountains have bright eyebrows and starry eyes, and their gazes are calm, elegant, upright and indifferent.
The wooden hairpin strengthens the hair, making it look like snow.
"Mr. Huo?!" Wen Renjing and others called out in a low voice, their eyes slightly shaken.
Even though Huo Ziheng is over fifty, his white hair has grown too early.
Huo Ziheng didn't respond. His gaze swept over the people one by one, and he spoke slowly, "Over a hundred members of my Huo family were killed by the butcher's knife and burned in the raging fire. Even the elderly, the weak, women, and children were not spared. I dare not forget this hatred, nor can I erase it. For a time, I was depressed because I couldn't avenge the Huo family.
Decades have passed in a flash, and I, Huo, never thought that I would meet you like this, and that you would come to my door for help.
Since this opportunity has come, Huo Ziheng must kill his enemies with his own hands to comfort the hundreds of innocent souls of the Huo family!"
He closed his eyes, a barely visible streak of red spilling out from the corner of his eye. When he opened them again, fine threads of red blood were tangled in the corners of his eyes. "But today, Nansang is like a tiger or a wolf, trying to overturn the stability of the world. The people's homes have been broken up, and there is widespread grief! Those in power wield the sword for their ambitions, and it is always the people living at the bottom who bear the consequences! We are all human beings, but we are as lowly as ants. We have no control over our own destiny and can only be exploited and sacrificed in the games of those in power!"
He couldn't turn a deaf ear and a blind eye.
Huo is good at planning, but he is upright.
Do not bow down to the powerful and wealthy, and do not let fame and fortune disturb your righteous mind.
All plans, big or small, secret or overt, are for the people.
He hid here to avoid disaster. His family's experience made him disheartened and disappointed in human nature.
However, Huo Ziheng was also lucky enough for the rest of his life to meet countless noble people, who gradually warmed his heart.
His wife, Ah Xian, did not mind that he was a useless man, and she had no regrets even though she had accompanied him for more than ten years without receiving any response.
His kind neighbors, the Su family, allowed him to witness the warmth and harmony of ordinary families.
His disciples, who have very different personalities, have never disappointed or made him regretful since he accepted them.
He also made several close friends, with whom he enjoyed fireworks and sunsets amidst laughter and quarrels.
He created Tubei Village, and was also healed by many people and things in Tubei Village.
I can’t let go of the past, but my mentality is already peaceful.
"The situation in various countries is critical. Millions of people are trapped in dire straits and desperately need help. I, Huo, cannot turn a blind eye. No matter how great the past grudges are, they are not as important as the lives of the people who are still alive." Huo Ziheng spoke in a steady tone, only his slightly hurried pace revealed that his heart was not at peace. "I will not interfere with your request, but I am also unable to help. The ones who have such ability are my disciples. Please ask them for help."
He once again glanced at the seven people standing across from him in a daze, his gaze clear and piercing. "Although I don't agree with many of your plans and tactics, I admire you for doing this for the people today. If this is successful, I have one request: I hope you will continue to uphold the principles of family, country, and the people first. I hope the Huo family tragedy will never happen again!"
"Ah Xian, close the door."
The gentleman turned around and went back into the house. In everyone's sight, his steps were steady and his back was thin and straight, like a bamboo that is not bent by wind and rain.
The Tubei villagers stared at the figure in amazement, and did not turn back until the Huo family gate closed, blocking their view.
That was their Mr. Huo, who felt indignant and unfair on behalf of these lower-class people and treated them as equals to Mr. Huo.
Wenren Jing, the Emperor of Dongpu, the Emperor of Darong, the four lords Longyuan, Fenglan, Shangbei and Lingjiang were all stunned. Their hearts were shaken as if the sound of drums was deafening.
They have done so many things that should not be seen in public for the sake of power and profit, and they never take it seriously.
This is how power struggles come about. Those in power have the final say over the country, decide life and death, and no one is allowed to refuse.
I have always believed that those who are not of my race must have different hearts and must be eliminated.
But when they met Huo Ziheng face to face, his words hurt them more than if he had hit them in the face.
Feel ashamed.
In terms of righteousness, magnanimity and broad-mindedness, none of the seven people present could compare with Huo Ziheng.
The seven of them bowed once more towards the closed gate, sincerely and convinced, "Sir, your kindness will be remembered!"
No one paid any attention to them.
The villagers of Tubei Village blocked the gate again and continued to glare at them with great vigilance.
"Mr. Huo said that he has temporarily put aside his past grudges, but he can't help you! After that, you should quickly go somewhere else and find a solution. Don't just stand here! Mr. Huo is going out, and he will definitely not be happy to see you outside the house!"
"Go! Or I'll poke you out with a bamboo rake!"
"Don't think we're afraid of you, just because you're an emperor or a king! Let me tell you, this is Tubei Village, and we've seen a lot! Every time Tianbao and the others come back from going out, the most common thing they talk about is how they cut off their hair to get an emperor's bun, stole from some country's treasury, or beat up some arrogant prince! What we're least afraid of is the emperor or the king!"
The seven people stood up straight, "..."
Faced with a group of villagers who repeatedly expressed their disgust towards them, they didn't know what to say.
Because what could be said in the past cannot be said here.
This is the troublemaker from Princess Mingyue's family.
He is so cunning, it must be because the princess spoiled him.
Unable to speak to the villagers, Emperor Dongpu hugged Wen Renjing's broken arm and turned to look at Emperor Xuanjing who was watching the show from behind. "Emperor Xuanjing, this time, can we meet Bai Yu and...Princess Mingyue?"
Wei Li's eyes moved slightly, and he looked in a certain direction, and raised the corner of his lips slightly, "I said everyone is here, here they are."
But the smile on his lips quickly fell.
The two people who flew out from the direction of the teacher's vegetable garden were indeed Bai Yu and Tian Bao.
But the two flew out hand in hand.
Wei Li's eyes fell on the two holding hands for a moment, and then he quickly looked at Grandpa Su, Grandma Su and others. All the elders of the Su family and even the villagers had no strange expressions.
Obviously, without his knowledge, Bai Yu had already crossed the road and picked the flowers.
Wei Li lowered his eyes and gritted his teeth gently: What a Bai Yu!
Tianbao settled down at the wall of Huo's courtyard, sitting there lightly, with a casual and unrestrained posture. There were a few very faint scars on her beautiful face.
With her head tilted and a faint smile, it seemed like the past yet not quite like the past.
In the past, Su Jiuni was rarely seen smiling by outsiders when she was out.
"Su...Princess Mingyue! You are really still alive!" Emperor Dongpu's eyes lit up and his gaze fell directly on the woman, completely ignoring Bai Yu who was sitting next to her.
When Su Jiuni was around, Ghost Emperor Bai Yu was just a background board.
Wen Renjing's gaze also fell on Tian Bao, his eyes complicated, "Princess Mingyue, it's been a long time since we last met. I'm very happy to see you again today."
Tian Bao supported herself with her hands at her sides, crossed her legs, and swayed back and forth. "My master let you pass that test, but it was out of righteousness that he didn't bother with you. I, Su Jiuni, am very stingy and will never help you solve your problems for nothing. You all said you came here for the people of the world, so what price can you pay for the people of the world?"
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