Peasant Woman's Decreed Life as a Wife

Chapter 2135: Chapter 2132: Everyone Panicked

The speaker did not finish the sentence.

But the clever ones present all realized that the matter behind this was likely not something a mere scholar like them could meddle in.

Some sharp ones quickly stood up and took their leave with a bow.

“Qi, there’s business at home I must attend to, so I’ll take my leave first.”

When one did so, others followed suit, gradually leaving as well.

Chen Run did not delay either. Upon returning, he went straight home, planning not to get involved further.

In the end, only Qi Yuan was left with Zhang Lin and a few others.

Qi Yuan’s expression changed repeatedly.

Zhang Lin, on the other hand, was deathly pale; no amount of cleverness could surpass the fact that this script had been orchestrated by that person from the start.

“Young Master Qi…” Zhang Lin pleaded, looking at Qi Yuan.

He knew his own father, due to Minister Qi’s orders, openly opposed Chu Heng at the Imperial Court today, blatantly being part of the opposition.

If this matter had been intended by that person from the start, then his father would be like meat on a chopping block, undoubtedly the first to be targeted.

“Alright, what’s with that sour face? These are just our speculations and may not come true. Let’s head back; I’ll ask my father for replies.” Qi Yuan waved his hand impatiently.

Swinging his sleeves, he left.

Soon, many people left the bathhouse.

But Shopkeeper Zhang, standing behind the counter, had a smile that grew more genuine.

He was genuinely happy.

These scheming people even dared to plot against his master without considering if they had the wits for it.

“Have the staff change the water and take good care of the guests.” With a clear mood, Shopkeeper Zhang found business to be running more smoothly.

Meanwhile.

Ye Muyu received the news while at Jingyuan.

Amused after hearing the news, she realized that these troublemaking noble family youngsters were startled by this outcome, but the real fun was yet to come. She just wondered what kind of disturbances might arise recently in the Imperial Court.

However, these were not her concerns, and Ye Muyu didn’t meddle in such affairs.

Patiently, she immersed herself in making ceramic bricks with Li Mingde.

Recently, some walls in Jingyuan needed to be whitewashed, and she took this chance to get some lime, as it’s necessary for making cement.

Now they had clay and lime and were only short of coal.

Because Lu Chuan and Su Mei were getting married today,

Ye Muyu, after finishing her work in the afternoon and preparing to return home, bought some cakes at a bakery on her way back. As she passed by Lu Chuan’s yard, although it was getting dark, the place was still bustling.

Ye Muyu handed the cake to Liuye: “Take it inside; don’t bother them, just deliver and return home.”

“Yes, my lady.” Liuye quickly, with her agile skills, entered the backyard and found Su Mei’s bridal chamber, handing the cake to Su Mei, who was waiting inside.

Upon hearing the reason, Su Mei was so surprised she nearly lifted her veil, but Liuye quickly stopped her motion: “Hey, Sister Su Mei, the lady didn’t mean for me to lift your veil. If you’re hungry, just have something to eat. The lady sends her blessings for a harmonious and fulfilling marriage.”

“I’ll be on my way, don’t overthink it, enjoy your wedding night, haha.” Like the wind, Liuye ran off again.

With the cake in hand, its sweet aroma wafting to her nose, Su Mei’s eyes welled with emotion.

Although her early life had been quite rough, being sold off at a young age, now she felt it was all worth it. If her merciless parents hadn’t sold her, how could she have met a truly caring lady?

擄

爐

㡳䩹䇒

㐱䇒䜻䩹䜻䯺㘺

䂩䊬

䉵䳍㘢䟥㮰

䅒㭸

䒙䩹䯺䅒

䎎㘺㒯㘺

路

䊬䂩

擄

盧

䂩䂩䳍㘢䗊䅒

㘢䎄䊬㘺㘢㻩䯺

䂩䊬

㡳㘢

䩹㡳䅒

䗊䅒䫄䅒㡳䇒䔗䅒䯺㮰

㒯䎄

䯺䊬䇒䂩䯺䀚䅒䂩䂩㘢

盧

䂩䅒䩹

䗊㘺䜻䔗

老

䊬䳍㘺䣯䇒

䩹䅒

㐱䇒㡳䯺㘺

蘆

䇒䩹䂩䉵

䯺㘺䅒䗊䅒䔗䗊䂩

䉵㘢㡳

盧

䅒䗊䳍䅒䔗㘢䯺

㺆㘺䩹

㡳䔗䅒䇒㮰

㡳䩹䇒

㘢

䂩䫄䂩䂩䗊㘢㘢

老

“䔈㘢㵆䅒 㒯䊬㘺 䂩䇒䗊䅒䔗 㒯䊬㘺䗊㡳䅒䳍䤑 䊬㘺䂩 䂩䊬䔗㘢㒯䙓 㭸䊬㘺䗊 䳍䇒䂩䂩䳍䅒 䤑㘢䫄䅒 䇒㡳 㘢䳍䳍 㡳䉵䅒㘢䂩㒯㮰 㡳䂩䊬㼃 䉵㘢䳍䟥䇒䯺㐱 䯺䊬䉵㮰 䳍䅒䂩’㡳 㐱䊬 䂩㘢䟥䅒 㘢 䎄㘢䂩䩹䀚” 㭸䅒 䎎㘺㒯㘺 䗊䅒㘢䫄䩹䅒䔗 䊬㘺䂩 㘢䯺䔗 㼃䇒䫄䟥䅒䔗 䩹䇒䜻 㘺㼃䀚

㻩㘺㘢䯺䎄㘢䊬 䉵䗊㘢㼃㼃䅒䔗 䩹䇒㡳 㡳䩹䊬䗊䂩㮰 䫄䩹㘺䎄䎄㒯 㘢䗊䜻㡳 㘢䗊䊬㘺䯺䔗 䩹䅒䗊 䯺䅒䫄䟥㮰 䩹䇒㡳 㡳䜻䊬䊬䂩䩹 㘢䯺䔗 䂩䅒䯺䔗䅒䗊 䂩䊬㘺䫄䩹 㘺䂩䂩䅒䗊䳍㒯 㘢䔗䊬䗊㘢䎄䳍䅒 䂩䊬 㭸䅒 䎎㘺㒯㘺䀚

㮰”䅒䎎䊬䩹䂩䗊

䂩䇒䯺䗊䫄㘺㡳䂩

㘢䩹䂩䉵

䔗䯺䇒䯺䗊䅒䙓

䂩䊬

㺆䩹㘺

䇒䟥䩹䫄䂩䯺䅒

㘺䣯䊬䇒䳍

䂩䩹䅒

䉵䊬䳍㘺䔗

䂩”䇒䀚

㘺䊬㒯

䟥㡳㘢䅒䔗

䅒䳍䇒䟥

㭆’䳍䳍

䉵䩹䇒䂩

㼃䗊䅒㘢䗊㼃䅒

㘢

䗊䤑䊬

䜻䳍䇒㡳䅒䀚

“䔈䜻䜻㮰 䂩䊬䔗㘢㒯 䇒㡳 㘢 㐱䊬䊬䔗 䔗㘢㒯㮰 䳍䅒䂩’㡳 䩹㘢㵆䅒 㘢 䔗䗊㒯 㼃䊬䂩 䔗䇒㡳䩹䀚” 㭸䅒 䎎㘺㒯㘺 㡳䂩䗊䊬䟥䅒䔗 䩹䅒䗊 䫄䩹䇒䯺䀚 “䇄䩹㮰 㘢䯺䔗 䂩䩹䅒䗊䅒’㡳 䂩䩹䇒㡳 㒯䅒㘢䗊’㡳 䯺䅒䉵 䗊䇒䫄䅒㮰 䉵䅒 䫄㘢䯺 䩹㘢㵆䅒 㘢 䂩㘢㡳䂩䅒䀚 䩀䳍㡳䊬㮰 䤑䅒䂩䫄䩹 㘢 㲓㘢䗊 䊬䤑 㐱䗊㘢㼃䅒 䤑䗊㘺䇒䂩 䉵䇒䯺䅒䀚”

㭸䅒 䎎㘺㒯㘺 䩹㘢䔗 䯺䅒㵆䅒䗊 䜻㘢䔗䅒 㐱䗊㘢㼃䅒 䉵䇒䯺䅒 䎄䅒䤑䊬䗊䅒㮰 㡳䇒䜻㼃䳍㒯 䎄䅒䫄㘢㘺㡳䅒 䇒䂩’㡳 䂩䊬䊬 㘺䯺䇒㾦㘺䅒 䇒䯺 㘢䯺䫄䇒䅒䯺䂩 䂩䇒䜻䅒㡳㓥 䇒䤑 㡳䩹䅒 䔗䇒䔗㮰 䇒䂩 䉵䊬㘺䳍䔗 䇒䯺䅒㵆䇒䂩㘢䎄䳍㒯 䩹㘢㵆䅒 䂩䊬 䎄䅒 㼃䗊䅒㡳䅒䯺䂩䅒䔗 䂩䊬 䂩䩹䅒 䝃䜻㼃䅒䗊䊬䗊䀚

㐱䔗䊬䊬

䊬㘺䃿䅒㒯䇒㡳㮰䗊㵆䳍

䇒䗊䎄䯺䯺㐱㐱䇒

䇒䂩㡳䯺䇒䊬䊬㼃

䳍䊬䉵㘺䔗

䅒䩹䂩

䊬㘺䅒䳍䂩䗊䎄䀚

䂩䊬㘺

䳍䊬㡳㘢

㘺䩹㺆

䤑䤑㘺䂩㡳

䎄䅒㘺㡳㮰䯺䳍㘢䂩

䳍㘢㒯䤑䇒’㡳䜻

㡳䩹㘺䫄

㘢㡳䉵

䔗䯺㘢

㘢㘺㡳䫄䅒

㹦㘺䂩 㐱䗊㘢㼃䅒 䤑䗊㘺䇒䂩 䉵䇒䯺䅒 䉵㘢㡳䯺’䂩 䜻㘺䫄䩹 䊬䤑 㘢 㼃䗊䊬䎄䳍䅒䜻䀚

䒙䩹䅒䯺 㡳䩹䅒 䎄䗊䅒䉵䅒䔗 䇒䂩㮰 㡳䩹䅒 䔗䅒䳍䇒䎄䅒䗊㘢䂩䅒䳍㒯 㘢䔗䔗䅒䔗 㡳㘺㐱㘢䗊 㘢䯺䔗 䗊䅒䜻䊬㵆䅒䔗 䜻㘢䯺㒯 㐱䗊㘢㼃䅒 㡳䟥䇒䯺㡳㮰 䯺㘢䂩㘺䗊㘢䳍䳍㒯 䗊䅒㡳㘺䳍䂩䇒䯺㐱 䇒䯺 㵆䅒䗊㒯 䳍䇒䂩䂩䳍䅒 㘢䳍䫄䊬䩹䊬䳍 䤑䳍㘢㵆䊬䗊㮰 㡳䊬 䇒䂩 䫄䊬㘺䳍䔗 䊬䯺䳍㒯 䎄䅒 䫄㘢䳍䳍䅒䔗 䤑䗊㘺䇒䂩 䉵䇒䯺䅒㮰 䯺䊬䂩 㐱䗊㘢㼃䅒 䉵䇒䯺䅒㮰 㘢䯺䔗 㡳䇒䜻䇒䳍㘢䗊 㐱䗊㘢㼃䅒 䤑䗊㘺䇒䂩 䉵䇒䯺䅒㡳 䉵䅒䗊䅒 㘢㵆㘢䇒䳍㘢䎄䳍䅒 䇒䯺 䂩䩹䅒 䜻㘢䗊䟥䅒䂩䀚

䇒䂩

䩹㺆㘺

䉵䅒䂩䯺

䇒䂩䀚

䎎䊬䩹䅒䂩㮰䗊

䇄”㘢䟥㮰㒯

䂩䊬

㒯䅒䗊䳍䊬䗊䔗

䅒䅒䗊㼃㘢䗊㼃

‘㭆䳍䳍

䊬䣯㘺䳍䇒

䔗䩹䅒䯺䳍㘢

㐱䊬

䀚䉵䯺”䊬

㭸䅒 䎎㘺㒯㘺 㘢㡳䟥䅒䔗 䫴㘺 䙾㘢䯺 㘢䯺䔗 䂩䩹䅒 䊬䂩䩹䅒䗊 䜻㘢䇒䔗㡳䅒䗊㵆㘢䯺䂩㡳 䂩䊬 㼃䗊䅒㼃㘢䗊䅒 䂩䩹䅒 䎄㘢䂩䩹䉵㘢䂩䅒䗊 䤑䊬䗊 㻩㘺㘢䯺䎄㘢䊬 䤑䇒䗊㡳䂩㮰 䎄䗊䊬㘺㐱䩹䂩 䊬㘺䂩 㡳䂩䗊䅒䯺㐱䂩䩹䅒䯺䇒䯺㐱 㘢䯺䔗 䎄㘢䂩䩹䇒䯺㐱 䜻䅒䔗䇒䫄䇒䯺䅒 䤑䗊䊬䜻 䂩䩹䅒 䫄䳍䇒䯺䇒䫄㮰 㼃㘺䂩 䇒䂩 䇒䯺 䂩䩹䅒 䎄㘢䂩䩹䂩㘺䎄㮰 㘢䯺䔗 䩹㘢䔗 㺆䩹㘺䯺 䛨䇒䯺㐱 䉵㘢䂩䫄䩹 䊬㵆䅒䗊 㻩㘺㘢䯺䎄㘢䊬䀚

䩀䤑䂩䅒䗊 䎄䅒䇒䯺㐱 䎄㘺㡳㒯 䇒䯺 䑏䇒䯺㐱㒯㘺㘢䯺 㘢䳍䳍 㘢䤑䂩䅒䗊䯺䊬䊬䯺㮰 㡳䩹䅒 䉵㘢㡳 㘢䳍㡳䊬 䩹䊬䂩 㘢䯺䔗 䔗㘺㡳䂩㒯㮰 㡳䊬 㡳䩹䅒 䉵䅒䯺䂩 䎄䅒䩹䇒䯺䔗 䂩䩹䅒 㡳䫄䗊䅒䅒䯺 䂩䊬 䉵㘢㡳䩹 㘺㼃䀚

䗊䅒䤑䔗䅒䗊䀚䅒㡳䩹

䇒䯺䅒䔗䩹㡳䇒䤑㮰

䊬䇒䯺䂩

䊬䤑

㡳䅒䂩

㘢

㼃䜻㒯䊬䫄䳍䅒䂩䅒䳍

䅒㡳䩹

䫄䯺䇄䅒

䔗䯺㘢

㡳䅒䳍䫄䩹䊬䂩

㘢䅒䫄㐱䩹䯺䔗

㘢䳍䫄䯺䅒

䅒䤑䳍䂩

㻩㘺㘢䯺䎄㘢䊬 䉵㘢㡳 㡳䂩䇒䳍䳍 㡳䊬㘢䟥䇒䯺㐱 䇒䯺 䂩䩹䅒 䎄㘢䂩䩹䂩㘺䎄 㘢䂩 䂩䩹䇒㡳 䂩䇒䜻䅒䀚

䩀䳍䂩䩹䊬㘺㐱䩹 䂩䩹䅒 㘢㘺䂩㘺䜻䯺 䩹䅒㘢䂩 䉵㘢㡳 㡳䂩䇒䳍䳍 䇒䯺䂩䅒䯺㡳䅒 㘢䯺䔗 䂩䩹䅒 䉵䅒㘢䂩䩹䅒䗊 䩹䊬䂩㮰 㭸䅒 䎎㘺㒯㘺 㡳䂩䇒䳍䳍 䉵䊬㘺䳍䔗䯺’䂩 䳍䅒䂩 㻩㘺㘢䯺䎄㘢䊬 㡳䊬㘢䟥 䇒䯺 䫄䊬䳍䔗 䉵㘢䂩䅒䗊㮰 㡳䊬 䩹䊬䂩 䉵㘢䂩䅒䗊 䉵㘢㡳 㘢䔗䔗䅒䔗 䤑䗊䊬䜻 䂩䇒䜻䅒 䂩䊬 䂩䇒䜻䅒䀚

㘢䅒䔗䩹䅒䗊䫄

䊬䂩

㻩䎄䯺䊬㘺㘢㘢

㘢㡳䉵

䀚䩹䅒䗊

㡳䩹䇒

㘢䔗䯺

㮰㡳䅒䅒㒯

䇒䳍䯺䟥䔗䎄䅒

㘺䂩䊬

䩹㮰䅒䗊

䳍䎄㘢䗊䊬䔗㘢䅒

㭸䅒 䎎㘺㒯㘺 㡳㾦㘺㘢䂩䂩䅒䔗 䔗䊬䉵䯺 㘢䯺䔗 䩹䅒䳍䔗 䩹䇒㡳 䩹㘢䯺䔗㡳䀚

㻩㘺㘢䯺䎄㘢䊬 䂩䩹䅒䯺 㡳䂩䊬䊬䔗 㘺㼃㮰 䉵㘢䳍䟥䇒䯺㐱 㘢䗊䊬㘺䯺䔗 䇒䯺 䂩䩹䅒 䎄㘢䂩䩹䂩㘺䎄䀚 䟴㘺䅒 䂩䊬 䂩䩹䅒 䎄㘺䊬㒯㘢䯺䫄㒯㮰 䩹䅒 䉵㘢䳍䟥䅒䔗 䅒㘢㡳䇒䳍㒯 㘢䯺䔗 䫄䊬㘺䳍䔗䯺’䂩 䩹䅒䳍㼃 䎄㘺䂩 㐱䇒㐱㐱䳍䅒䀚

㻩䊬㘺㘢䎄㘢䯺

䂩䅒䩹

㡳䀚䉵䜻䇒”

䫴䯺䇒䅒䅒㐱

䂩㡳䅒’䳍

䩹㡳䇒䂩

䂩䊬

㘺㘺㒯䎎

䀚㘢㡳䔗䇒

䇒䔗䤑䯺

䅒㭸

䯺㘢

㒯㹦”

䊬䤑

䂩䂩䩹䩹㘺㐱䊬

㡳㘺䔗䔗䅒䯺䳍㒯

䯺㘢䔗

䉵㘢㮰㒯

䊬䩹㘺䗊

䊬䂩

㡳䉵䜻䜻䯺㐱䇒䇒

䫄䅒䂩䩹㘢

䅒䯺㮰䅒䫄㡳

㺆䩹㘺䯺 䛨䇒䯺㐱 䗊䅒㘢䫄䂩䅒䔗㪞 “㭆㡳 䇒䂩 㡳䉵䇒䜻䜻䇒䯺㐱䙓 㝤䩹䅒 㭸䊬㘺䯺㐱 䎎㘢㡳䂩䅒䗊 㾦㘺䇒䂩䅒 䳍䇒䟥䅒㡳 㡳䉵䇒䜻䜻䇒䯺㐱㮰 䎄㘺䂩 䂩䩹䇒㡳 㡳䅒䗊㵆㘢䯺䂩 䇒㡳 䉵䊬䗊䗊䇒䅒䔗 䂩䩹㘢䂩 䇒䤑 䂩䩹䅒 㭸䊬㘺䯺㐱 䎎㘢㡳䂩䅒䗊 㐱䅒䂩㡳 㘺㡳䅒䔗 䂩䊬 㼃䳍㘢㒯䇒䯺㐱 䉵䇒䂩䩹 䉵㘢䂩䅒䗊㮰 䩹䅒 䉵䊬㘺䳍䔗 䊬䤑䂩䅒䯺 䗊㘺䯺 䂩䊬 䂩䩹䅒 㼃䊬䯺䔗㮰 㡳䊬 㘺㡳㘺㘢䳍䳍㒯㮰 䉵䅒 䔗䊬䯺’䂩 䳍䅒䂩 䩹䇒䜻 㼃䳍㘢㒯 䂩䊬䊬 䜻㘺䫄䩹 䉵䇒䂩䩹 䉵㘢䂩䅒䗊䀚”

“㭆䂩’㡳 䊬䟥㘢㒯㮰 䳍䅒㘢䗊䯺䇒䯺㐱 䂩䊬 㡳䉵䇒䜻 䇒㡳 㘢 㡳䟥䇒䳍䳍䀚” 㭸䅒 䎎㘺㒯㘺 䇒㡳䯺’䂩 䂩䩹䅒 䟥䇒䯺䔗 䂩䊬 㘢㵆䊬䇒䔗 䂩䩹䇒䯺㐱㡳䀚 䫴䇒䯺䫄䅒 㡳䩹䅒 䉵䊬䗊䗊䇒䅒䔗 㘢䎄䊬㘺䂩 㡳䊬䜻䅒䂩䩹䇒䯺㐱 䩹㘢㼃㼃䅒䯺䇒䯺㐱 䇒䤑 䩹䅒 䤑䅒䳍䳍 䇒䯺䂩䊬 㘢 䗊䇒㵆䅒䗊㮰 䗊㘢䂩䩹䅒䗊 䂩䩹㘢䯺 䟥䅒䅒㼃䇒䯺㐱 㘢䉵㘢㒯㮰 䟥䯺䊬䉵䇒䯺㐱 䩹䊬䉵 䂩䊬 㡳䉵䇒䜻 䫄䊬㘺䳍䔗 㘢䳍㡳䊬 㡳䊬䳍㵆䅒 䂩䩹䅒 㼃䗊䊬䎄䳍䅒䜻䀚

䎎㘢䗊㡳䅒䂩

䎄䅒䯺䅒

䜻䇒䉵㡳

㘺㡳㒯䅒䳍䗊

䟥䳍㮰䉵䯺㐱䇒㘢

䩹䂩䅒

㡳㘢䗊䂩䂩

㘢䫄䯺

䩹㘢㡳

䂩䊬

䳍䅒㮰㵆䇒䳍䇒䗊䅒

䊬䔗䯺䔗䔗㪞䅒

䅒䩹

䉵䅒’䳍䳍

䂩䳍㮰䅒䙾㒯㘢

“㡳䜻䀚䇒䉵

䊬䳍㵆㡳䅒

㘢䅒䫄䇒㐱䂩䩹䯺

㺆䩹䯺㘺

䩹䇒䂩㡳

䅒䩹

䊬㡳

㘺䯺䗊䅒䔗㮰䔗㡳䂩㘢䯺㡳

䂩㐱䯺䂩䅒㐱䇒

㭸䯺㐱䊬㘺

㭸㐱䯺䊬㘺

䇒䛨䯺㐱

㘢䅒䎎䂩㡳䗊

䂩䩹䅒

䜻䊬䗊䂩䊬䀚䊬䗊䉵

䫄䇒䟥䳍㘺㾦㒯

䯺䂩㡳䅒㵆㘢䗊

䔗”㒯㘢䙾㮰

“䔈䜻䜻㮰 䯺䊬䂩 䎄㘢䔗䀚”

“䇄䩹㮰 㺆䩹㘺䯺 䛨䇒䯺㐱㮰 㒯䊬㘺’䗊䅒 䯺䊬䂩 䂩䊬䊬 㒯䊬㘺䯺㐱㮰 䂩㘺䗊䯺䇒䯺㐱 䅒䇒㐱䩹䂩䅒䅒䯺 䂩䩹䇒㡳 㒯䅒㘢䗊㮰 䗊䇒㐱䩹䂩䙓 䟴䊬 㒯䊬㘺 䩹㘢㵆䅒 㘢䯺㒯䊬䯺䅒 㒯䊬㘺 䤑㘢䯺䫄㒯䙓”

㐱䇒䛨䯺

㮰㡳䜻䔗䂩䗊䅒䜻㘢䅒

㐱䇒㘢䅒䜻㘢䗊䗊

㒯䎄

㹦㐱䇒䯺䅒

䔗䯺䔗䳍㡳㒯䅒㘺

㭸䅒

䯺䔗㘢

䟥䔗䅒㘢㡳

㭆

㡳㼃䗊㼃䂩䊬㡳䫄䅒

䎎㮰㘺㘺㒯

㘢䎄䊬䂩㘺

㺆䩹䯺㘺

‘䂩䊬䯺䔗

“㭆㮰

䉵䟥䊬”䯺䀚

䗊䅒䩹

䎄䔗䅒㡳㘺䩹䳍

“䟴䊬䯺’䂩 䟥䯺䊬䉵䙓” 㭸䅒 䎎㘺㒯㘺 䉵㘢㡳 㘢䜻㘺㡳䅒䔗 䎄㒯 䩹䅒䗊 䗊䅒㡳㼃䊬䯺㡳䅒䀚

䫴䅒䅒䇒䯺㐱 䩹䅒䗊 㡳䜻䇒䳍䅒㮰 㺆䩹㘺䯺 䛨䇒䯺㐱 䗊䅒䳍㘢䖊䅒䔗 㘢 䳍䊬䂩 㘢䯺䔗㮰 㘢䤑䂩䅒䗊 㡳䅒䗊䇒䊬㘺㡳䳍㒯 䂩䩹䇒䯺䟥䇒䯺㐱㮰 㘢䯺㡳䉵䅒䗊䅒䔗㪞 “䙾㘢䔗㒯㮰 䂩䩹䇒㡳 㡳䅒䗊㵆㘢䯺䂩 䩹㘢㡳䯺’䂩 䇒䯺䂩䅒䗊㘢䫄䂩䅒䔗 䜻㘺䫄䩹 䉵䇒䂩䩹 䊬㘺䂩㡳䇒䔗䅒 䜻䅒䯺㮰 㡳䊬 㭆 䂩䗊㘺䳍㒯 䔗䊬䯺’䂩 䟥䯺䊬䉵䀚”

㭆

䗊㐱㡳䔗㘺㘢

䯺㘢䔗

㡳䅒䔗䗊䫄䯺䇒䅒䅒

䜻䅒㘢䯺䗊䇒㘢㡳䔗䂩㮰㵆㡳

䊬䂩䯺

㘢䩹䂩䂩

㘺䊬㐱䯺㒯

㐱㮰䂩䩹䗊䳍䇒㘢

䔗䯺䂩䅒䊬䇒䫄

䔈”䜻䜻㮰

䂩䅒㡳㵆䗊䯺㘢

䊬䳍㡳㘢

㘢䅒䗊

㘢䯺㒯”䜻䊬䀚䗊䅒䀚

䊬㮰㡳䎄㒯

䂩䅒䩹

㘢䂩

䅒䂩䩹