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"Big sister, you still haven't told me why you think this matter is related to the Zheng Family?" He needed to clarify his enemies so he could have a target.
"That's just my guess, Zhao Yun. Think about it. That day when the young master of the Zheng Family threatened us, he mentioned that his uncle was Prime Minister Huang. And Aunt Huang, who wants to eliminate me, also has the surname Huang. From what I know, her family's influence is quite significant. Plus, Su Yuanhang mentioned wanting to destroy our village. It makes me feel like all these coincidences are a bit too much; there can't be that many coincidences in the world, can there?" She had been pondering this matter for days and increasingly felt it was connected to the Zheng Family, but unfortunately, there was no one to discuss it with.
She couldn't share these hidden concerns with A-Song or Plain Grandmother. Tide was still young, and Qin'er was timid and easily frightened; she would panic at the slightest mention of such things. Therefore, she could only confide her thoughts to Zhao Yun and see what he thought. During this time, she had genuinely come to regard Zhao Yun as her younger brother and had taught him everything she could. Whether he understood or not was up to him.
A sharp glint flashed in Black Eyes. "Sister, regardless of whether this matter is related to the Zheng Family or not, since they have set their sights on us, why shouldn't we retaliate in kind? Whether or not it involves destroying the village, the Zheng Family's arrogance must be supported by the Huang Family behind them. The connection between them likely hinges on the wealth of the Zheng Family..." He calmly analyzed everything with a steady gaze.
Qing Luan looked at Zhao Yun in surprise; he articulated thoughts she had already considered but had not expressed so directly, indicating his considerable ability.
"Wow, Zhao Yun is really impressive," she praised without reservation, feeling a new determination within her. "Zhao Yun, let's keep this between us for now. Once school starts, you all must attend. I want you to focus on your studies and forget everything about Home and the Zheng Family. You're just a child; you need to learn diligently, understand?"
Upon hearing her words, Zhao Yun paused in surprise, opened his mouth as if to say something but ultimately pressed his lips together and nodded in agreement.
Watching Zhao Yun leave in confusion, Qing Luan sighed deeply, feeling conflicted. She suddenly realized that Zhao Yun's nature was even more cunning than hers; he grasped profound issues with just a hint. She worried that following her might lead him astray, so from now on, she wanted him to focus on what he should be doing.
Convincing him wasn't particularly difficult; if they wanted to deal with Prime Minister Huang, they needed to enter officialdom. His task was to step into that world while she continued as a merchant. The first target for their plans would be the Zheng Family.
The village school was gradually completed, and the Teacher had been invited by the village chief. The village buzzed with excitement as firecrackers popped at the entrance. However, this lively atmosphere had nothing to do with Qing Luan. At that moment, she pulled A-Song away from the crowd and headed towards the back mountain she had longed to explore.
"Miss..." A-Song wanted to walk ahead but was stopped by her and felt a bit anxious.
"A-Song," Qing Luan turned around helplessly at his address and pointed at her clothes. "Do you think I look like a miss?" She was clearly dressed in modified men's clothing with rolled-up sleeves and messy hair—nothing resembling a delicate young lady—but his address deeply unsettled her.
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