Chapter 2
Ye Tianhui lay on the wet and cold beach, with the sound of waves hitting the shore in her ears, cold and cruel.
The sky was already getting light, and the sky in the distance was bleak.
She knew she should get up and keep going.
Judging from the direction, she should be in Yuen Long District of Hong Kong now. As long as she gets up, passes through Yuen Long District and enters the city, she will succeed.
Hong Kong now implements a resistance policy. As long as she can reach the city or contact relatives and friends in Hong Kong, she can obtain a Hong Kong ID card and reside here.
But she was really tired and she wanted to rest for a while.
Closing her eyes, she recalled the voice she heard when she was soaked in the cold sea water and almost lost her fighting spirit.
That is the voice of the saint.
She didn't know why she heard the saint calling her name.
She always felt that the emperor, who seemed so majestic, was too deep-minded and she could never see through him.
Why didn't he get any response even after sending seven urgent letters? Did he clearly want her to die?
Was he really afraid of her holding military power, and just keeping it to himself?
Or was it that the trip to Minzhou was actually a trap he set for her, and Phoenix Mountain was her burial place?
But it is impossible to know these things after all.
When she woke up, she found herself a crying baby. She was hungry and tortured every day. When she finally grew up and struggled to recognize words, she could not wait to search for the history that once belonged to her in the meager library collection.
However, after searching through all dynasties and secretly asking some history professors, she finally understood that there was no trace of Dazhao in the history recorded today.
This world has vast yellow sands and towering mountains, but there is no emperor who once ruled the world, nor is there the legend of her Ye family's generals fighting across thousands of miles for a hundred years.
It took Ye Tianhui a long time to finally understand that being trapped in Minzhou for more than a month and jumping off the Phoenix Ridge were just memories imprinted in her brain.
It's even possible that it was all a dream and never existed at all.
She has a new life and exists in a whole new world.
A gust of sea breeze blew. It was very cold in September and she sneezed even though her clothes were already soaked.
She turned over and finally got up.
She first touched the plastic bag tied to her calf. It was the packaging bag for the biscuits she bought at the Bao'an County grocery store. She put all her belongings into it, wrapped it tightly, and then tied it to her calf with a cloth strip.
There were some Hong Kong dollars in it, not much, just over a hundred Hong Kong dollars. It was the money she had saved up over the years, and she secretly exchanged it for Hong Kong dollars on the black market.
Now she touched it and fortunately the more than 100 Hong Kong dollars were not lost and were intact. This was the capital for her survival in Hong Kong.
In addition to the two hundred Hong Kong dollars, there were also two chocolates that she bought at a high price.
The rumor has been going viral recently, and countless people are trying to get there. All the food in the convenience store over there is sold out, and she spent a lot of money on one or two pieces of chocolate.
But it was all worth it. She was cold and hungry and in urgent need of replenishing her strength.
She swallowed the chocolate. It was too sweet and made her thirsty. She scooped up some rainwater with her hands and drank it.
After eating and drinking, she finally had more strength. She hid the two hundred Hong Kong dollars again, and then she pulled out a small knife from her left calf. It was a very small knife, just an ordinary knife, but it was a knife after all.
She used the knife to cut the ping-pong balls on her body. The ping-pong balls were woven together with thin cowhide ropes. In order to prevent them from being washed away, she wove them very tightly. Now it took some effort to cut them apart.
After cutting it off, she cleaned up the water plants and debris stuck on her body.
While cleaning, she also picked up a small shrimp stuck on her clothes. It was a very small and transparent shrimp, jumping around in her palm.
She felt sorry for the shrimp and looked at the sea for a moment, but saw that the sea was gray in the early morning and the waves were crashing towards her.
She walked forward on the sand, and when a wave came over, she released the shrimp into the sea.
In her previous life, she had killed countless lives on the battlefield and had never been a compassionate person. However, at this moment, after experiencing such a hardship, she felt that life had a hard time. Since she had met it, it was fate, so she should give it a chance to live.
Leaving the coast, she began walking towards the farmland ahead.
Act only after careful planning, and gain success only when you know when to stop. Before deciding to take this path, Ye Tianhui had made careful preparations. She not only prepared Hong Kong dollars, accumulated ping-pong balls and waterproof plastic bags, but also collected a lot of information.
She memorized the route map and topographic map, and also collected some other information.
As she walked, she observed the terrain and determined that she was now in Yuen Long, Hong Kong. Yuen Long is the northwesternmost district of Hong Kong, a plain area surrounded by mountains on three sides.
According to the resistance policy currently implemented by the Hong Kong government, these people need to flee south of Boundary Street or find relatives in Hong Kong, so that they can go to the Immigration Registration Office in Admiralty and apply to become legal residents of Hong Kong.
She has no relatives in Hong Kong, so she must go to Boundary Street, which is on Tai Po Road in Sham Shui Po District, about 20 kilometers away from here.
During this process, as long as she avoids the patrol team and is not caught and sent away by the Hong Kong police, she will win.
However, it was obviously not easy for her to walk the more than 20 kilometers by herself. First, she was not familiar with the terrain here. Second, her clothes were full of mainland Chinese flavor, and the Hong Kong people here would recognize her at a glance. It was said that most Hong Kong people were relatively friendly to people from the mainland, but the patrol police would not show mercy, and she was not sure that she would not attract the attention of the patrol police.
So the best way for her is to find a local snakehead.
More than 30 years ago, Hong Kong was actually part of Bao'an County, Shenzhen. Hong Kong and Shenzhen actually have close ties. In recent years, people from Bao'an County have been flocking to Hong Kong, and naturally some people have emerged to profit from it.
The Hong Kong snakeheads help the big guys to go to Hong Kong. They will do the work after receiving the money.
Ye Tianhui has been hanging around in Shenzhen for some time, and by asking around, she managed to get the contact information of a local human trafficker in Yuen Long.
But first she had to get in touch with the other party.
At this time, the heavy rain had turned into light rain, and fine rain fell. Ye Tianhui wiped the water off her face and walked towards the farmland on the shore.
This place is probably the suburbs of Hong Kong, quite remote. At first glance, the green mountains, green waters, and farmland ponds are very beautiful in the drizzle, and everything is no different from the countryside in the mainland.
The only difference is that you can see some traces of road construction. I heard that Yuen Long is recently building a new town, and they are going to build bridges and roads. Now it seems to be true.
As she walked and looked, she saw an old lady over there. She was wearing a jacket with a large collar, crotch-covered trousers, and her hair was tied up in a bun.
She was a little surprised, but not surprised at all. It seemed that although Hong Kong was a prosperous place, there were also areas that still maintained the same rural traditions as the mainland.
The old lady was holding an umbrella and carrying a basket in her arm as she was walking forward. She was also surprised to see Ye Tianhui suddenly.
The old lady obviously saw through Ye Tianhui's origins at a glance: "You better leave now, leave quickly, or the Gurkhas will come to arrest you!"
Ye Tianhui didn’t understand Cantonese before, but now she has learned some in Guangdong. Although the old lady speaks a little too fast for her to understand, she knows what “Gurkha soldiers” means. They are Nepalese soldiers hired by the British Army, and their English name is Gurkhas.
The Nepalese are brave and good at fighting, and have become the world's leading mercenaries. Today, the Gurkhas in Hong Kong are hired by the British to guard the border and maintain emergency situations.
She immediately gestured in broken Cantonese and said, "Grandma, I want to ask if you have a phone number. I need to find a relative."
The old lady waved her hand, obviously meaning to refuse. Ye Tianhui asked about the street here again, she wanted to go to the street to make a phone call.
Seeing Ye Tianhui like this, the old lady said, "I'll take you there."
Ye Tianhui listened and said "Um kay" to the old lady. She knew that "Um kay" meant thank you. The old lady waved her hand and asked Ye Tianhui to follow her, muttering something as she walked.
Her accent was very heavy, and Ye Tianhui half understood it. She probably knew that the old lady had encountered many people like her over the years, mostly men, and many of them had drowned. She was kind and would give the other person something to eat.
But the old lady obviously disagreed and repeatedly stressed: "You go over there. Only when you go back can you live longer and at least have food to eat!"
Soon the old lady took Ye Tianhui to their village. There were bungalows and two-story buildings in the village, with gray-tiled sloping roofs and white walls whose base color could no longer be seen. There were some abandoned paint buckets piled up at the entrance of the village.
The old lady pointed in that direction and said, "There's a telephone over there."
Ye Tianhui looked in the direction of her finger, and was surprised to see that behind the old village, which seemed a bit old, were high-rise buildings and various signs, which gave the impression of the decadent life of capitalism.
The old lady took out a pair of old cloth shoes from home and found a yellowed white short-sleeved shirt for Ye Tianhui. Ye Tianhui had no shoes and her clothes were wet, sticky and cold. She was feeling uncomfortable, and now she got this shirt, which was really a timely help.
After receiving this, Ye Tianhui did not dare to delay the old lady any longer and thanked her solemnly.
The old lady listened to Ye Tianhui's words, but she didn't quite understand them. However, she was obviously a little worried. She looked around to see if there was anyone around, and then signaled Ye Tianhui to hurry up and say, "You go."
Ye Tianhui didn't want to delay the old lady any longer, so she said "hmm" to her again and hurried to the street.
Seeing hope, she walked faster and soon arrived at the street, only to find that the scenery here was completely different from that on the mainland.
There are tall buildings everywhere, and signs are spread all over the streets. There are shops selling all kinds of food and clothes, as well as some electronic products. The clothes worn by people shopping are all kinds of different.
Some are more plain, similar to mainlanders, but some are particularly fashionable.
Ye Tianhui also saw a tall young man wearing a white shirt and jeans, short hair, and sunglasses. He was very fashionable and eye-catching. The only strange thing was that it was difficult to tell whether he was a man or a woman.
It was already bright outside, and steam was emitting from many restaurants on the street, the aroma of which was drifting straight into Ye Tianhui's nose.
She took a look and saw vendors selling Ronghua cakes, Laopo cakes, beef brisket noodles, fried fish skin, and jelly.
Ye Tianhui looked at these and her mouth was watering, but she controlled herself.
The Gurkhas that the old lady mentioned just now were stationed in the Yuen Long area, so this generation should also be able to see Gurkhas or their families everywhere.
Ye Tianhui understood that she had to be careful so as not to attract their attention.
She first went to a corner and took out two ten-dollar Hong Kong dollar notes from her leggings. Then she walked on the street as if nothing had happened, just like an ordinary citizen here. Perhaps it was the old lady's clothes that worked, and no one noticed anything wrong.
She quickly slipped to a corner, which was the window display of a jewelry store. There was an old man selling newspapers and magazines at the corner. There was also a telephone booth next to it, which looked like a place for making a phone call. She took the money and went forward to ask for a phone call.
The old man looked at her slowly, said nothing, took the money and gave her the change.
After Ye Tianhui found the phone, she quickly dialed the number she remembered. A gruff voice came from the other end of the line: "Who are you looking for?"
Ye Tianhui didn't want to speak Cantonese at this moment. It was too tiring for her to twist her tongue to speak.
He immediately stated his purpose: "I'm from the mainland, and I want to resist."
When the other party heard this, he naturally understood and immediately tried his best to speak Mandarin: "Do you have any cash?"
Ye Tianhui: "How much money do you want?"
The snakehead said, "One thousand Hong Kong dollars."
Ye Tianhui: “…”
That's a lot! If she had 10,000 yuan, that would be 10,000 yuan! Why would she come to Hong Kong if she had 10,000 yuan?
She took a deep breath: "I don't have that much money."
The snake head asked, "How many do you have?"
Ye Tianhui: "I originally had 200, but now I've spent 50, so I only have 150 left. Forget it, I'll find someone else. You're too expensive."
The snakehead asked: "Are you a girl?"
Ye Tianhui knew that girl meant girl, and said, "Yes, it is."
Snakehead: "You can give me 150 yuan first, and owe me the other 850 yuan."
Ye Tianhui raised her eyebrows slightly: "That's fine."
The two parties reached an agreement, and the other party asked in detail about Ye Tianhui's location and said that he would come to pick her up immediately.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Tianhui found a public toilet and quickly hid the remaining dozens of Hong Kong dollars she had, leaving only 150 Hong Kong dollars to give to the snakehead if he came.
It is impossible for him to be penniless, otherwise he would starve to death. But he also cannot let the human traffickers know that he has money. These human traffickers have some intricate connections with some local forces. He is also good-looking, what if they have bad intentions?
Returning to the newsstand, the snakehead had not arrived yet. Ye Tianhui was bored, so she went to look at those colorful magazines, including comic books, horse racing tickets, and calligraphy, which were different from the serious and formal newspapers on the mainland.
Ye Tianhui turned to the magazine section, which included "Martial Arts World", "Old Master Q", and another one called "Hong Kong Celebrities".
On the cover of "Hong Kong Celebrities" was a photo of a modern girl, and the headlines beside it seemed to be "The Gu and Ye families are getting married, and Ye Wenyin is trying hard to catch a rich son-in-law."
Ye Tianhui quickly found the corresponding page and opened it. The characters used in Hong Kong were traditional Chinese, which was somewhat similar to the characters used in her previous dynasty. She found it easy to understand.
It turned out that Ye Wenyin was the biological daughter of her "mother", the daughter who replaced her and went to Hong Kong. This report was about her.
It was heard that because Mr. Gu and Mr. Ye had some connection, the two families had once arranged a marriage and were going to have an alliance next. According to photos taken by the media, just the day before, the grandson of the Gu family, Gu Zhihan, and the sixth daughter of the Ye family, Ye Wenyin, attended a party together, and it was suspected that they were dating. If this was the case, then Ye Wenyin would probably marry into the Gu family and become the young lady of the Gu family.
She continued to read, and the following detailed the origins and assets of the Gu family. She didn't quite understand it, but she roughly knew that the Gu family was wealthy. Not only were they rich, they also had status, probably similar to the level of the Duke of her time.
Ye Tianhui looked at the cover again. Ye Wenyin on the cover had her hair gelled and curled, and she was wearing fashionable platform shoes and a shiny golden necklace. She looked pretty.
Next to Ye Wenyin is Gu Zhifan, who is born——
Ye Tianhui looked at it carefully and thought that Gu Zhihan was so handsome.
His eyebrows and eyes seemed like those of a meticulously drawn fine-brush painting, but his skin was like fine cold white porcelain, with a well-defined jawline and a slender neck. He was wearing a very fashionable and expensive white suit, and his temperament was absolutely stunning.
Such a man standing next to Ye Wenyin, noble and elegant, is simply the prince charming in a fairy tale.
When Ye Tianhui was a child, she picked up scraps to sell for money. She once picked up a comic book that someone else had secretly thrown away. There were some colorful little people in Western comic books, and the Prince Charming in the comic book looked like this.
She always thought that this was all a drawing and that such a beautiful person couldn't exist in the world, but she didn't expect that there really was one.
However, Gu Zhihan is obviously a proud person. He looks insolent and quite ostentatious.
Ye Tianhui was watching when she heard a voice next to her say, "Is that you?"
She looked in the direction of the voice and saw a man wearing a flowered shirt, with tattoos on his arms and a shaved head that looked very white.
She nodded: "It's me."
The snake head looked at Ye Tianhui, his eyes quickly sweeping over her figure, and then licked his cheek: "Come with me."
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