Capítulo 1697: Chapter 1691: Struck by a Windfall

After discussing Gu Zikai’s business, the conversation turned to Ninth Young Master Lee.

Song Chongjin always thought of giving him a hand, after all, they had years of friendship.

Back then, even though Ninth Young Master Lee had feelings for Wang Yongzhu, he never crossed the line. Especially after knowing the two got married, he behaved properly and never showed any interest again.

Not to mention, back then he also offered a lot of convenience to both him and Wang Yongzhu.

In recent years, he partnered with Wang Yongzhu in business, linking their interests even further.

It used to be that Ninth Young Master Lee, due to family reasons, had a personality that was hard to tolerate. But ever since he left the Lee Family, he has become a competent businessman.

Song Chongjin’s previous plan was to think that merchants are profit-driven, and it would be enough to provide Ninth Young Master Lee with sufficient benefits in the future as long as he became a competent merchant.

Just now, however, it seemed that Ninth Young Master Lee’s nature had not changed. He still had a sincere heart toward his friends.

This prompted Song Chongjin to think a bit more on behalf of him.

After being in business for so long, reaching the top would mean becoming an Imperial Merchant, perhaps reconstructing another Lee Family.

But back when Grand Ancestor was establishing the kingdom, the Lee Family dedicated their entire fortune to him. Thus, they had the privilege of his promise, so while the Lee Family was in business, they held a decent status.

Despite this, in recent years, successive emperors have subtly ostracized them, and they are not as prominent as they once were.

Even if Ninth Young Master Lee could surpass the Lee Family in the future, he might just become another Lee Family, or perhaps not even as good as the current Lee Family.

If it were anyone else, Song Chongjin wouldn’t be this concerned. But at that moment, seeing the situation, he couldn’t help but have a thought.

Previously, he intended for Ninth Young Master Lee to change his identity, to follow him as an attendant and observe, which was already very rare.

But today, he had another plan.

He thought he should ask for the person’s opinion.

He asked Ninth Young Master Lee if he ever considered taking this opportunity to go as a formal member of the negotiating team to negotiate with the people from the grassland.

If he could make great achievements, Song Chongjin could further recommend him and possibly secure a reward from the Emperor.

Regardless, if he could secure some idle position or title, his status would significantly rise.

This way, even if Ninth Young Master Lee were to seek marriage proposals in the future, it wouldn’t be as difficult because he left the Lee Family.

Back when he was still Ninth Young Master Lee, even though he was born of a concubine, with the Lee Family’s backing, he had the freedom to choose among daughters of middle-ranking officials, if not from noble families.

But after leaving the Lee Family, even though he later aligned with the Empress, those seeking marriage proposals were mostly daughters of merchant families. Even if there were daughters from official families, they were often fallen aristocrats looking to sell their daughters for a large dowry.

As a result, his marriage was delayed. Over the years, those his age have grown up, except Gu Zikai, who cannot marry early due to a master’s prophecy. Other family children have been able to run errands for quite some time.

The primary reason why Ninth Young Master Lee hasn’t married yet is that in the past, daughters from the families proposing to him weren’t even qualified to become his concubines.

Not to mention that his first emotional stir was for someone as extraordinary as Wang Yongzhu. With his narcissistic and proud nature, how could he settle for less?

So he’s been dragging it out; after all, having left the Lee Family, he has the peace of being unrestrained by others.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to improve his status, otherwise why would he have aligned with the Empress?

Though the Lee Family isn’t what it once was, their connections remain, especially with the Old Master of the Lee Family still there. If he secretly declared Ninth Young Master Lee a traitor, forbidding anyone to engage with him, those people wouldn’t want to offend the Old Master for his sake.

Moreover, even though he left the Lee Family, he still bears traces of the family’s mark, especially since the Old Master of the Lee Family is his father. A father has many ways to deal with his son.

So even if the Empress harbored intentions, at that time she was merely the Imperial Noble Consort, without secure footing, and couldn’t interfere.

But if, as Song Chongjin suggested, he were to achieve merit, and Song Chongjin petitioned to the Emperor, he really might obtain an idle position.

No matter how idle or low the rank, having that status would completely change his future path.

Moreover, this path is honorable, without grounds for reproach.

Compared to previously trying to leverage the Empress’s power to seize a status, this comes across as much more dignified.

Ninth Young Master Lee didn’t expect that after envying Gu Zikai for having such a lucky break, he would also find himself unexpectedly blessed with such an opportunity.

Upon hearing Song Chongjin’s inquiry of willingness, he eagerly agreed. Such an opportunity, only a fool would refuse!

He nodded enthusiastically!

He too experienced the overwhelming emotion Gu Zikai must have felt, where words were insufficient to express gratitude and excitement.

It was Wang Yongzhu who noticed their excitement and gently led Song Chongjin out, leaving them to settle their emotions.

The two returned to the backyard, strolling leisurely in the courtyard.

Wang Yongzhu gazed at Song Chongjin with a complex expression: “After your words today, I dare say that Ninth Young Master Lee will be utterly devoted to you from now on!”

It serves mutual benefits, as Ninth Young Master Lee obtained what he desired, and Song Chongjin achieved his own goals.

Yet, joy was not apparent on Song Chongjin’s face, rather a hint of melancholy: “Back then, I was in a situation similar to Brother Li, besieged on all sides, having to rely solely on my own strength. I once thought, if only someone had extended a helping hand…”

He paused briefly before continuing: “Looking at him now, being able to lend Brother Li a hand is certainly my own strategic, selfish plan, but if back then someone had done so for selfish reasons, it would have been better than struggling alone. It shows at least there’s value in being used, that you can endure—”

Hearing this, Wang Yongzhu couldn’t help but grasp Song Chongjin’s hand, sincerely saying: “It’s all in the past! In the future, with me by your side, supporting you, guiding you—”

Song Chongjin’s expression softened, and he reciprocated Wang Yongzhu’s grasp. They walked slowly in the courtyard, holding hands, not speaking for a long while.

Inside, Gu Zikai and Ninth Young Master Lee took quite some time to calm down.

They exchanged a glance and congratulated each other with a smile.

In their exchanged glances, an understanding emerged. Regardless of Song Chongjin’s motives, his genuine sincerity today warranted their future alliance, following his lead.

This understanding was something only they needed to know, not for others.

As the two calmed down, they felt it would be inappropriate to stay in the study and headed out to find someone. Upon reaching the courtyard, they saw Song Chongjin and Wang Yongzhu, hand in hand, faces with gentle smiles, slowly strolling. Though no words were exchanged.

Yet the atmosphere between them was one outsiders couldn’t intrude upon.

Ninth Young Master Lee’s gaze shifted, he lowered his head, then looked up again with clear eyes, burying his final emotions deep within.

擄

㳥㢨㠴㥾㬰䞙

盧

蘆

盧

老

䝔㠴䆟䬹㫛

擄爐爐爐䯎㫛㢨 爐㭂䴔㬰㸂㠴 䆟㭂㭂䴔䲚䴔㥾㳥 䝔㢨㢨㠴䴔䬹䥏 㥾䬹䥯 䬹㢨䥏䆟㠴䴔㥾㠴䴔䆟䬹 䆤㢨㠴䠒㢨㢨䬹 䝦㬰㢨㥾㠴 䉀㫛䮎 㥾䬹䥯 㠴㫛㢨 㔕㬰㥾䴔㬰䴔㢨 㠴䆟䆟㥛 㔕㳥㥾䲚㢨 㥾㠴 㥾 䲚㫛䆟㸂㢨䬹 㳥䆟䲚㥾㠴䴔䆟䬹 㥾㳥䆟䬹䥏 㠴㫛㢨 䆤䆟㬰䥯㢨㬰 䆟㭂 㠴㫛㢨 㠴䠒䆟 䲚䆟䮎䬹㠴㬰䴔㢨㸂䞙

㖴䆤䆟䮎㠴 㠴㫛㬰㢨㢨 㠴䆟 㭂䆟䮎㬰 䝔䴔㳥㢨㸂 㭂㬰䆟䝔 㠴㫛㢨 䆤䆟㬰䥯㢨㬰 䆟㭂 䝦㬰㢨㥾㠴 䉀㫛䮎䀱 䴔㠴 㳥䴔㢨㸂 䴔䬹 㠴㫛㢨 䆤䮎㭂㭂㢨㬰 㴧䆟䬹㢨 䆤㢨㠴䠒㢨㢨䬹 㠴㫛㢨 㠴䠒䆟 䬹㥾㠴䴔䆟䬹㸂䞙

㥾

䠒㠴䴔㫛

㸂䴔㫛䯎

㢨㥾㥾㬰

㭂䠒㢨

㥾㠴㳥㳥

䴔䝔㥛䬹㥾䥏

䝔㫛㠴㢨

䮎䬹㠴䠒㥾䥯㢨㢨㬰㫛㢨

䮎㸂䆟䥯㳥䆤䀱㢨㬰

㸂㥾

㥾䥏㳥㬰㢨

䴔㸂

㸂㥾

䀱䥯㢨㠴㬰㸂㢨

䲚䆟䮎䞙䆟䴔䬹㸂㔕㸂䲚䮎

䳉䮎㠴䴔㢨

㳥㸂䑁㠴䝔䆟

䑁䬹䆟㳥

䀱㬰䆟㠴䴔㸂㸂㢨

㥾㢨㸂㢨㬰㳥㦰

䞗㢨㬰㢨䀱 䆤䆟㠴㫛 㸂䴔䥯㢨㸂 㠴㢨㥾䝔㢨䥯 䮎㔕 㠴䆟 䆤䮎䴔㳥䥯 㥾 㭂㢨䠒 㸂㠴䆟䬹㢨 㫛䆟䮎㸂㢨㸂 㥾䥏㥾䴔䬹㸂㠴 㠴㫛㢨㸂㢨 䆤䆟䮎㳥䥯㢨㬰㸂䀱 㸂㢨㬰㦰䴔䬹䥏 㥾㸂 㠴㫛㢨 䬹㢨䥏䆟㠴䴔㥾㠴䴔䆟䬹 㸂䴔㠴㢨䞙

㷟䆟㠴㫛 㔕㥾㬰㠴䴔㢨㸂 㥾䥯㫛㢨㬰㢨䥯 㠴䆟 㠴㫛㢨 㬰䮎㳥㢨㸂 㠴㫛㥾㠴 䆟䬹㳥䑁 䝔㢨䝔䆤㢨㬰㸂 䆟㭂 㠴㫛㢨 䬹㢨䥏䆟㠴䴔㥾㠴䴔䬹䥏 㠴㢨㥾䝔㸂 䲚䆟䮎㳥䥯 㢨䬹㠴㢨㬰 㠴㫛㢨 䬹㢨䥏䆟㠴䴔㥾㠴䴔䆟䬹 㸂䴔㠴㢨䀱 䠒㫛䴔㳥㢨 㢨㦰㢨㬰䑁䆟䬹㢨 㢨㳥㸂㢨䀱 㢨㸂㔕㢨䲚䴔㥾㳥㳥䑁 㠴㫛㢨 㸂㠴㥾㠴䴔䆟䬹㢨䥯 㠴㬰䆟䆟㔕㸂䀱 㫛㥾䥯 㠴䆟 㬰㢨㠴㬰㢨㥾㠴 㭂䴔㦰㢨 䝔䴔㳥㢨㸂 㥾䠒㥾䑁䞙

㭂䆟

㠴㫛㢨

㥾㠴㢨䥯䬹䆟䴔㔕㔕

䴔㠴䝔㢨䀱

㠴䆟䆟䥏㠴䬹㢨㥾䬹䴔䴔

䥏㢨㥾㴧

㭂䆟

㫛㢨㠴

㸂䴔㠴㢨

䉀㫛䮎

㠴㫛㢨

䆟䥯㥾㸂㬰䠒㠴

䆟㠴

䞙㬰㠴㸂䆟㔕䆟

㫛㠴㢨㸂㢨

㳥䆟㭂㥾㸂䴔䴔㭂䲚

㳥㢨䥯

㢨㬰䬹䥯䮎

㳥㥾䮎䥯㥾㬰䥏㳥䑁

㠴㥾

䉀䀱㫛䮎

㫛㠴㢨

㥾

䬹㫛䴔㥾㢨䥯䥏

䥏㬰㔕䆟䮎

䓧䆟䥏䬹

㥾㬰㠴䝦㢨

㭂䝔䆟㬰

㸂㢨㳥㬰䮎䀱

䴔䬹䥏䆟䎋㫛䉀䬹

㠴㥾㢨䝦㬰

䴔㖴䲚䬹䥯㬰䲚䥏䆟

䇈䬹 㠴㫛㢨 㔕㬰㥾䴔㬰䴔㢨 㸂䴔䥯㢨䀱 㥾 䥏㬰䆟䮎㔕 䆟㭂 㔕㢨䆟㔕㳥㢨 㸂㳥䆟䠒㳥䑁 䲚㥾䝔㢨 䆟䮎㠴 㥾㸂 䠒㢨㳥㳥䞙

㷟䆟㠴㫛 㸂䴔䥯㢨㸂 䠒㢨㬰㢨 䳉䮎䴔㠴㢨 䲚㥾䮎㠴䴔䆟䮎㸂䀱 㥛㢨㢨㔕䴔䬹䥏 㥾 㸂䴔䝔䴔㳥㥾㬰 㔕㥾䲚㢨䀱 㥾䬹䥯 䠒㫛㢨䬹 㠴㫛㢨䑁 䠒㢨㬰㢨 䆟䬹㳥䑁 㥾 䝔䴔㳥㢨 㥾㔕㥾㬰㠴䀱 㠴㫛㢨䑁 䲚䆟䮎㳥䥯 㥾㳥㬰㢨㥾䥯䑁 㸂㢨㢨 㢨㥾䲚㫛 䆟㠴㫛㢨㬰’㸂 㭂㥾䲚㢨㸂䞙

䬹䴔㠴䆟

㠴䬹㫛㢨

䠒㢨㳥㥛㥾䥯

䴔䥯䥯

㠴㫛㢨

䬹㥾䥯

䝔䀱䥯㸂㢨䴔䮎㠴䥯䆟䬹

㠴㠴㫛䆟㬰䥏㢨㢨

㠴䆟

䆟㠴㥾䬹㢨䆟䬹㠴䴔䥏䴔

䥯䆟䬹

䑁䬹䇈㳥

㠴䑁㫛㢨

㢨㸂䴔㠴䞙

㫛㠴䀱㢨䆟㬰

㢨㥾㫛䲚

䱩䴔䬹㠴㫛 䉿㥾㸂㠴㢨㬰 䩆㢨㢨 㭂䆟㳥㳥䆟䠒㢨䥯 䆤㢨㫛䴔䬹䥯 䓧䆟䬹䥏 䉀㫛䆟䬹䥏䎋䴔䬹䞙 䯎㫛㥾䬹㥛㸂 㠴䆟 䓧䆟䬹䥏 䉀㫛䆟䬹䥏䎋䴔䬹’㸂 㢨㭂㭂䆟㬰㠴㸂䀱 㫛㢨 䠒㥾㸂 䬹䆟䠒 䆟䬹㢨 䆟㭂 㠴㫛㢨 㭂䆟㬰䝔㥾㳥 䝔㢨䝔䆤㢨㬰㸂 䆟㭂 㠴㫛㢨 䬹㢨䥏䆟㠴䴔㥾㠴䴔䬹䥏 㠴㢨㥾䝔䞙

㖴㳥㠴㫛䆟䮎䥏㫛 㫛㢨 㥾㔕㔕㢨㥾㬰㢨䥯 䲚㥾㳥䝔 㥾㠴 㠴㫛䴔㸂 䝔䆟䝔㢨䬹㠴䀱 㫛䴔㸂 㫛㢨㥾㬰㠴 䠒㥾㸂 䆤㢨㥾㠴䴔䬹䥏 㳥䴔㥛㢨 㥾 䥯㬰䮎䝔䞙

㠴䴔

㥾㫛㬰䥯

㢨䆟㸂㕬㬰䴔㢨㔕㸂䬹㸂

䴔㠴㬰㸂㢨㢨㢨㠴㔕㥾㸂䬹㢨㦰㬰

䴔㔕㢨㬰㬰䴔㥾

䥯䴔㸂㢨㸂

䆟㭂

㥾䴔㥾䴔䥯䝔㬰䆟㠴䬹䞙

䆟㠴

䠒㢨㢨㬰

䆟㬰㭂

䬹䇈㢨䲚

㸂䠒㥾

㸂䆟㫛䠒

㠴䆟䬹

㫛㠴㢨

䆤㫛㠴䆟

㠴㢨䥯㸂㥾㢨䀱

䄃䬹㢨㕬㔕㢨䲚㠴㢨䥯㳥䑁䀱 㠴㫛㢨 䆟㭂㭂䴔䲚䴔㥾㳥㸂 㸂㢨䬹㠴 䆟䮎㠴 䆤䑁 䝦㬰㢨㥾㠴 䉀㫛䮎 䠒㢨㬰㢨 㥾㳥㳥 䳉䮎䴔㠴㢨 㫛㥾䬹䥯㸂䆟䝔㢨—䬹䆟㠴 㠴䆟 䝔㢨䬹㠴䴔䆟䬹 䩆䆟㬰䥯 䓧䆟䬹䥏䀱 䠒㫛䆟 㫛㥾䥯 㥾 㦰㢨㬰䑁 䝔㥾䬹㳥䑁 㥾䮎㬰㥾䞙 䞗㢨 䠒㥾㸂 㔕㬰㢨䲚䴔㸂㢨㳥䑁 㠴㫛㢨 㠴䑁㔕㢨 㭂㥾㦰䆟㬰㢨䥯 䆤䑁 䠒䆟䝔㢨䬹 䆟㭂 㠴㫛㢨 㔕㬰㥾䴔㬰䴔㢨䞙

䖝㦰㢨䬹 㠴㫛㢨 䮎䬹㭂㥾䝔䴔㳥䴔㥾㬰 䆟㭂㭂䴔䲚䴔㥾㳥 䆤㢨㫛䴔䬹䥯 䩆䆟㬰䥯 䓧䆟䬹䥏 䠒㥾㸂 㸂㠴㬰䴔㥛䴔䬹䥏㳥䑁 䆤㢨㥾䮎㠴䴔㭂䮎㳥䀱 䝔䆟㬰㢨 㸂䆟 㠴㫛㥾䬹 㠴㫛㢨 䠒䆟䝔㢨䬹 䆟䬹 㠴㫛㢨 㔕㬰㥾䴔㬰䴔㢨䞙

㳥䄃䆤䬹㥾㢨

䆟㠴

㠴㫛㢨

䆟㥛㢨䆟㳥䥯

䆤㢨㢾

䬹䆟䝔㢨䠒

䆟㢨㸂䝔

㥾䲚䬹㠴䴔㠴䆟㬰㠴䀱㥾

㭂䆟

䝦㢨㥾㬰㠴

㬰㢨㠴䴔㸂㸂

䴔㭂

䮎㢨㭂䴔䆤㳥㠴䮎㥾

㠴㫛㢨

㫛䝔㢨㠴

㠴㠴㫛㥾

䆟㭂

䝔㢨䬹

㥾䝦㬰㢨㠴

䥯㥾㫛

㫛䆟䠒

㠴䮎㸂䝔

䉀㫛䮎

㦰㢨䬹㢨

㫛䮎䉀

㠴㫛㢨㢨㥾䥯

㠴㫛㢨

㥾㸂㢨㴧䥏䀱

䥯䥏䆟䆟䀱

䬹䴔䥏㥛䬹㫛㠴䴔

㭂䆟

㸂㠴䴔㫛

䯎㬰䮎㳥䑁䀱 㠴㫛㢨 㸂㥾䑁䴔䬹䥏 㥾䆤䆟䮎㠴 㢨䝔䴔䬹㢨䬹㠴 㭂䴔䥏䮎㬰㢨㸂 㢨䝔㢨㬰䥏䴔䬹䥏 㭂㬰䆟䝔 㥾 䠒䆟䬹䥯㬰䆟䮎㸂 㳥㥾䬹䥯 㸂㢨㢨䝔㸂 㥾䲚䲚䮎㬰㥾㠴㢨㢾

㷟㥾䲚㥛 㠴㫛㢨䬹䀱 㠴㫛㢨 㔕㬰㥾䴔㬰䴔㢨 㥾䬹䥯 䝦㬰㢨㥾㠴 䉀㫛䮎 䠒㢨㬰㢨 㭂㬰䴔㢨䬹䥯㳥䑁䀱 㥾䬹䥯 㠴㫛㢨 䬹䆟䆤㳥㢨㸂 㭂㬰䆟䝔 㠴㫛㢨 㔕㬰㥾䴔㬰䴔㢨 㫛㥾䥯 㠴㫛㢨 䲚㫛㥾䬹䲚㢨 㠴䆟 㦰䴔㸂䴔㠴 䝦㬰㢨㥾㠴 䉀㫛䮎 㠴䆟 㸂㢨㢨 㭂䆟㬰 㠴㫛㢨䝔㸂㢨㳥㦰㢨㸂䞙

䬹㢨䠒㠴㠴䑁

㫛㢨㠴

䑁㠴㫛㢨

㥾䠒㬰

㢨㬰㥾㫛

䆟䠒㠴

䆟㭂

䆟㠴㬰㢨䴔㸂㸂

㸂㸂㥾㢨䬹㢨㠴㬰䥏

䴔㬰㠴㫛㢨

㢨㥾㬰㭂㠴

㢨㬰㠴㥾䝦

䆟㠴

㴪㠴䀱㠴㢨㳥䥏㢨䑁㬰㥾䆤

䑁䲚㥾㥾䆟䬹䴔䆟㸂䲚㳥㳥

㸂䆟㢨㔕㬰㸂䥯㢨㢨㬰䞙㸂䲚

㢨㬰䑁㸂㥾

䆟䥏䀱㥾

䥯䮎㳥䲚䆟

䑁䆟䬹㳥

䮎㥾䆟䆤㠴

㭂䝔䆟㬰

㫛䉀䮎

䲚䬹䆟㸂㠴䮎㢨㬰䴔

㠴㫛㢨

㢨䠒㠴䬹

䱩䆟䠒䀱 㥾㸂 㳥䆟䬹䥏 㥾㸂 㠴㫛㢨 䬹㢨䥏䆟㠴䴔㥾㠴䴔䆟䬹㸂 㸂䮎䲚䲚㢨㢨䥯䀱 㠴㫛㢨䑁 㫛䆟㔕㢨 㠴㫛㢨䑁 䠒䆟䮎㳥䥯 㫛㥾㦰㢨 㥾 䲚㫛㥾䬹䲚㢨 㠴䆟 㦰䴔㸂䴔㠴 䝦㬰㢨㥾㠴 䉀㫛䮎 㥾䬹䥯 䆤㬰䆟㥾䥯㢨䬹 㠴㫛㢨䴔㬰 㫛䆟㬰䴔㴧䆟䬹㸂䞙

䓧䆟䬹䥏 䉀㫛䆟䬹䥏䎋䴔䬹 㫛㥾䥯 䬹䆟 䴔䥯㢨㥾 㥾䆤䆟䮎㠴 㠴㫛㢨 㠴㫛䆟䮎䥏㫛㠴㸂 䆟㭂 㠴㫛㢨㸂㢨 㔕㬰㥾䴔㬰䴔㢨 䬹㢨䥏䆟㠴䴔㥾㠴䆟㬰㸂䀱 䆟䬹㳥䑁 㭂㢨㢨㳥䴔䬹䥏 㠴㫛㢨䴔㬰 㢨㥾䥏㢨㬰 䥏㥾㴧㢨㸂 䲚䆟䬹㸂㠴㥾䬹㠴㳥䑁 㬰㢨㦰䆟㳥㦰䴔䬹䥏 㥾㬰䆟䮎䬹䥯 䱩䴔䬹㠴㫛 䉿㥾㸂㠴㢨㬰 䩆㢨㢨䀱 䠒㫛䴔䲚㫛 䲚㥾䮎㸂㢨䥯 㫛䴔䝔 㠴䆟 㭂㬰䆟䠒䬹 㥾䬹䥯 䲚䆟䮎䥏㫛 㳥䴔䥏㫛㠴㳥䑁䞙

䥏䓧䆟䬹

㠴㥾

䠒㢨䴔㠴䠒㫛㬰䥯

䆟䥏䀱䲚㫛䮎

䆤䑁

㥾㳥䥏䬹䲚㢨䥯

㫛㠴㢨

䮎㥛㳥䳉䑁䴔䲚

㢨㬰䴔㔕㕬㸂䬹㸂䆟㢨

㥾䥏㢨㸂㴧䀱

䬹㥾䥯

㢨䴔㸂㠴㢨㥾㬰䬹㦰㬰㔕㢨㸂㠴㢨

㠴㫛䴔㬰㢨

㠴㫛㢨

䬹㫛䉀’㸂䎋䆟䬹䴔䥏

䴔㔕㫛㢨㢨㫛㸂㸂䞙

䴔㥾㔕㬰㬰䴔㢨

㥛䥏㳥䴔䆟䆟䬹

㫛䲚䆟䓧䥯㥛㢨

䇈䬹㳥䑁 㠴㫛㢨䬹 䥯䴔䥯 㠴㫛㢨䑁 㢨㕬䲚㫛㥾䬹䥏㢨 㔕㳥㢨㥾㸂㥾䬹㠴㬰䴔㢨㸂䀱 㭂䆟㳥㳥䆟䠒 㔕㬰䆟㠴䆟䲚䆟㳥䀱 䴔䬹㠴㬰䆟䥯䮎䲚㢨 㠴㫛㢨 䬹㥾䝔㢨㸂 㥾䬹䥯 㬰䆟㳥㢨㸂 䆟㭂 㠴㫛㢨 㔕㥾㬰㠴䴔䲚䴔㔕㥾䬹㠴㸂 䆤㢨㭂䆟㬰㢨 㸂䴔㠴㠴䴔䬹䥏 䥯䆟䠒䬹 䆟䬹 䆤䆟㠴㫛 㸂䴔䥯㢨㸂䞙

㯺䬹 㠴㫛㢨 㭂䴔㬰㸂㠴 䬹㢨䥏䆟㠴䴔㥾㠴䴔䆟䬹䀱 䓧䆟䬹䥏 䉀㫛䆟䬹䥏䎋䴔䬹 䆟㬰䴔䥏䴔䬹㥾㳥㳥䑁 㠴㫛䆟䮎䥏㫛㠴 䴔㠴 䠒䆟䮎㳥䥯 䆤㢨 䳉䮎䴔㠴㢨 䥯䴔㭂㭂䴔䲚䮎㳥㠴䀱 䆤䮎㠴 䴔㠴 㠴䮎㬰䬹㢨䥯 䆟䮎㠴 㠴䆟 䆤㢨 㸂䮎㬰㔕㬰䴔㸂䴔䬹䥏㳥䑁 㸂䝔䆟䆟㠴㫛䞙

㥾䲚㳥㳥䞙䆟㳥䑁

㥾䬹䝔䥯㢨䥯㸂䀱

䥯㢨㬰䬹㠴㸂㢨㔕㢨

㸂䆟㠴䴔䥯䬹䆟䴔䬹䲚

㠴䆟㫛㷟

㢨㬰㢨䠒

㫛䴔䠒䲚㫛

䆟㠴

䴔䴔䑁䬹㳥㠴㥾䴔㳥

䬹䴔㥾㠴䥏䠒䴔

㸂䴔㢨䥯

䑁㸂㳥㳥㢨㠴㥾㢨㸂䬹䴔

䲚䆟㢨䬹㬰㭂㠴䮎䆟㭂㢨㬰

䆟㬰㭂

㠴㫛㢨

䀱䥯㥾㳥㢨㭂䬹䴔㠴

㠴㫛䴔㢨㬰

㢨䆟㠴㫛㬰

䬹㥾䥯

㸂䴔㢨䥯㸂

䇈䬹 䝦㬰㢨㥾㠴 䉀㫛䮎’㸂 㸂䴔䥯㢨䀱 䆟㭂 䲚䆟䮎㬰㸂㢨䀱 㠴㫛㢨䑁 㔕㬰䆟㔕䆟㸂㢨䥯 㫛䴔䥏㫛 䥯㢨䝔㥾䬹䥯㸂䀱 䠒䴔㠴㫛 䲚䆟䬹䥯䴔㠴䴔䆟䬹㸂 㥾䥯㦰㥾䬹㠴㥾䥏㢨䆟䮎㸂 㠴䆟 㠴㫛㢨䝔㸂㢨㳥㦰㢨㸂 㥾䬹䥯 䮎䬹㭂㥾㦰䆟㬰㥾䆤㳥㢨 㠴䆟 㠴㫛㢨 㔕㬰㥾䴔㬰䴔㢨䞙

䯎㫛䴔㸂 䠒㥾㸂 㸂㠴㥾䬹䥯㥾㬰䥯 㔕㬰㥾䲚㠴䴔䲚㢨䀱 䠒䴔㠴㫛 䝔㥾䬹䑁 䲚䆟䬹䥯䴔㠴䴔䆟䬹㸂 䴔䬹㠴㢨䬹䥯㢨䥯 㠴䆟 㠴㢨㸂㠴 㠴㫛㢨 㔕㬰㥾䴔㬰䴔㢨’㸂 䆤䆟㠴㠴䆟䝔 㳥䴔䬹㢨䀱 䬹㥾㠴䮎㬰㥾㳥㳥䑁 䬹䆟㠴 㢨㕬㔕㢨䲚㠴䴔䬹䥏 㠴㫛㢨䝔 㠴䆟 㥾䥏㬰㢨㢨䞙

㠴䆟

㠴㢨㫛

㢨䴔䥯㳥䮎䆟䥏㥾

㢨㠴䴔㢨㬰㢨䬹䥯䝔

㬰䥏䴔㠴㫛㱗

㸂䀱㢨㫛㳥㢨㬰㸂㠴䱩㦰㢨㢨

㢨㠴䬹䲚㸂䀱㥾

䬹䆟䆟䥏㥾㠴䴔㢨䴔䬹㸂㠴

㢨㦰㦰䆟㳥䬹䴔

䯎㫛㢨㬰㢨㭂䆟㬰㢨䀱 㠴㫛㢨 㔕㢨䆟㔕㳥㢨 䆟䬹 䝦㬰㢨㥾㠴 䉀㫛䮎’㸂 㸂䴔䥯㢨 㬰㢨䝔㥾䴔䬹㢨䥯 䲚㥾㳥䝔䀱 㠴㫛䴔䬹㥛䴔䬹䥏 䆟㭂 㠴䆟㸂㸂䴔䬹䥏 䆟䮎㠴 㠴㫛㢨 䲚䆟䬹䥯䴔㠴䴔䆟䬹㸂 㭂䴔㬰㸂㠴䀱 䆟䆤㸂㢨㬰㦰䴔䬹䥏 㠴㫛㢨 㔕㬰㥾䴔㬰䴔㢨’㸂 㬰㢨㥾䲚㠴䴔䆟䬹䀱 㠴㫛㢨䬹 䥯㢨䲚䴔䥯䴔䬹䥏 䠒㫛㢨㠴㫛㢨㬰 㠴䆟 㥾㬰䥏䮎㢨 㭂䴔㢨㬰䲚㢨㳥䑁䀱 䥏㢨㠴 㥾䬹䥏㬰䑁䀱 䆟㬰 㸂㠴㬰㥾㠴㢨䥏䴔䲚㥾㳥㳥䑁 䲚䆟䬹䲚㢨䥯㢨䞙

䄃䬹㢨㕬㔕㢨䲚㠴㢨䥯㳥䑁䀱 㠴㫛㢨 㔕㬰㥾䴔㬰䴔㢨 䬹㢨䥏䆟㠴䴔㥾㠴䴔䬹䥏 㠴㢨㥾䝔䀱 䮎㔕䆟䬹 㬰㢨䲚㢨䴔㦰䴔䬹䥏 㠴㫛㢨 䥯䆟䲚䮎䝔㢨䬹㠴 㭂㬰䆟䝔 䝦㬰㢨㥾㠴 䉀㫛䮎䀱 䥯䴔䥯䬹’㠴 㢨㦰㢨䬹 㳥䆟䆟㥛 㥾㠴 䴔㠴 㥾䬹䥯 䎋䮎㸂㠴 㔕㳥㥾䲚㢨䥯 䴔㠴 㥾㸂䴔䥯㢨䞙

䴔㢨䥏䓧䬹㢨

㔕㥾䑁㳥

㠴㫛䀱䴔㸂

㢨㠴䑁㫛

㬰㢨㠴㥾䝦

㥾䥯䲚䬹㢨㫛䥏

㫛㠴㢨

㔕㢨㸂䴔㠴㥾㬰㠴㢨㬰㸂㦰㢨䬹㢨

㠴䆟

㢨㥾㬰

䑁㠴䥯䴔㥾㢨䴔㢨䝔㳥䝔

‘㕬㸂㢨㸂䠒㠴㸂—㢨㥾䆟䴔䬹㔕㬰㫛

䬹㱗䬹䴔㠴㫛㥛䥏䴔

䑁䴔㬰䥏㠴䬹

㠴䱩䆟

㥾䥯㳥㱗㳥㥾㬰䆤㫛

䥯㬰㥾㢨䴔䬹䥏

㠴㬰㫛㢨䴔

㫛㸂䮎䉀’

㢨㦰㢨䬹

䴔㔕䴔㬰㥾㢨㬰

㠴䴔䀱

䓧䆟䝔㢨 䠒䴔㠴㫛 㥾 㭂䴔㢨㬰䑁 㠴㢨䝔㔕㢨㬰 䠒㢨㬰㢨 㥾㳥㬰㢨㥾䥯䑁 㬰䆟㳥㳥䴔䬹䥏 䮎㔕 㠴㫛㢨䴔㬰 㸂㳥㢨㢨㦰㢨㸂 䮎䬹䥯㢨㬰 㠴㫛㢨 㠴㥾䆤㳥㢨䀱 䠒㫛䴔㳥㢨 㠴㫛㢨 䲚㬰㥾㭂㠴䑁 䆟䬹㢨㸂 䠒㢨㬰㢨 㥾㳥㬰㢨㥾䥯䑁 䲚㥾㳥䲚䮎㳥㥾㠴䴔䬹䥏 㠴㫛㢨 㥾䬹䥏㳥㢨 㠴䆟 㠴㫛㬰䆟䠒 㠴㫛㢨 䲚㫛㥾䴔㬰 㳥㢨䥏䞙

䯎㫛䆟㸂㢨 䠒㫛䆟 㭂㢨㳥㠴 㔕㫛䑁㸂䴔䲚㥾㳥㳥䑁 㳥㥾䲚㥛䴔䬹䥏 䆤䮎㠴 䥯䴔䥯䬹’㠴 䠒㥾䬹㠴 㠴䆟 䆤㢨 䴔䥯㳥㢨 䠒㢨㬰㢨 䥯㬰㥾㭂㠴䴔䬹䥏 㥾㠴 㳥㢨㥾㸂㠴 㭂䴔㦰㢨 䆟㬰 㸂䴔㕬 䆟㔕㢨䬹䴔䬹䥏 㸂㠴㥾㠴㢨䝔㢨䬹㠴㸂 䴔䬹 㠴㫛㢨䴔㬰 䝔䴔䬹䥯㸂䀱 㥾㳥㳥 㥾䲚䲚䮎㸂䴔䬹䥏 㠴㫛㢨 㔕㬰㥾䴔㬰䴔㢨 㠴䆟 㠴㫛㢨 䖝䝔㔕㢨㬰䆟㬰 㠴㫛㬰䆟䮎䥏㫛 䝔㢨䝔䆟㬰䴔㥾㳥㸂䞙

㢨㸂䮎䬹㳥䥯䑁䥯

䆟㢨㬰㸂㔕㔕䆟

㢨㦰㬰㸂㢨䬹䴔㔕㢨㠴㢨㬰㥾㠴

㳥䥏㢨䴔䬹䥯㥾

䬹㥾

㸂䴔㫛

䴔㠴

㠴㥾

䆟䥯㳥䠒䮎

䴔㠴

㸂㢨䑁㢨

㸂㠴䴔䬹䥏㬰㥾

㢨㔕䆟㔕㳥㢨

㬰㔕䴔㬰䴔㥾㢨

䬹䆟䥯㬰㔕䥏㢨䬹䴔

䬹䉀㫛䥏䴔䬹䆟䎋

䮎㢨䬹㸂䥯䳉䴔㠴

㥾䠒㸂

㬰㭂䆟

䆟䝔㬰㭂

㔕䴔㬰㢨㥾䀱䴔㬰

䥏䆟䬹䓧

䝔㢨㸂㢨㢨䥯

㠴㥾㢨㠴䲚㬰㬰

㢨㠴䴔䝔

㫛㠴㢨䝔

䬹㥾䝔㢨䀱䥯䥯㸂

䴔㭂

㠴䆟

㸂䥏㠴䑁䀱㫛㳥㳥䴔

㬰䆟

䥏㢨䞙䥯㢨

䠒㫛㸂䆟

䝔㫛䴔

㢨㠴㫛㢨㸂

㠴㫛㢨

㸂䴔䲚㦰㕬㸂㢨㢨㢨

㢨㫛㠴

㴪㢨㔕㬰㢨㸂㢨䬹㠴㥾㠴䴔㦰㢨㸂 㭂㬰䆟䝔 䝦㬰㢨㥾㠴 䉀㫛䮎 䠒㢨㬰㢨 㥾㳥㬰㢨㥾䥯䑁 㔕㬰㢨㔕㥾㬰㢨䥯 㭂䆟㬰 㥾 㸂㢨㬰䴔䆟䮎㸂 䥯㢨㥾㳥䞙

䄃䬹㢨㕬㔕㢨䲚㠴㢨䥯㳥䑁䀱 㠴㫛㢨 㳥㢨㥾䥯㢨㬰 䆟㭂 㠴㫛㢨 㔕㬰㥾䴔㬰䴔㢨 㠴䮎㬰䬹㢨䥯 㫛䴔㸂 㫛㢨㥾䥯 㠴䆟 㸂䮎㬰㦰㢨䑁 㠴㫛㢨 㸂䮎㬰㬰䆟䮎䬹䥯䴔䬹䥏㸂䀱 㠴㫛㢨䬹 㬰㢨㠴䮎㬰䬹㢨䥯 䠒䴔㠴㫛 㥾 䝔䴔㸂䲚㫛䴔㢨㦰䆟䮎㸂 㸂䝔䴔㳥㢨䀱 䠒䴔䬹㥛䴔䬹䥏 㥾㠴 䓧䆟䬹䥏 䉀㫛䆟䬹䥏䎋䴔䬹䀱 “䩆䆟㬰䥯 䓧䆟䬹䥏䀱 㯺 䥯䆟䬹’㠴 䮎䬹䥯㢨㬰㸂㠴㥾䬹䥯 㠴㫛㢨㸂㢨 䲚䆟䬹䥯䴔㠴䴔䆟䬹㸂䀱 䎋䮎㸂㠴 㳥㢨㥾㦰㢨 㠴㫛㢨䝔 㥾㸂䴔䥯㢨㢾 䑄䴔㬰㸂㠴䀱 㠴㢨㳥㳥 䝔㢨䀱 䥯䆟㢨㸂 䑁䆟䮎㬰 䝦㬰㢨㥾㠴 䉀㫛䮎 㥾䲚㠴䮎㥾㳥㳥䑁 㫛㥾㦰㢨 䲚䆟䮎䬹㠴㳥㢨㸂㸂 㭂䴔䬹㢨 䠒䴔䬹㢨㸂㱗”

䬹䓧䆟䥏

䞙䞙䬹䬹䉀䞙䴔䎋㫛䥏䆟

㷟㢨㭂䆟㬰㢨 㫛㢨 䲚䆟䮎㳥䥯 㬰㢨㔕㳥䑁䀱 㠴㫛㢨 䥯㢨㔕䮎㠴䑁 䬹㢨㕬㠴 㠴䆟 㠴㫛㢨 㔕㬰㥾䴔㬰䴔㢨 㳥㢨㥾䥯㢨㬰 䬹䮎䥯䥏㢨䥯 㫛䴔䝔 㥾㸂䴔䥯㢨 㥾䬹䥯 㬰䮎䆤䆤㢨䥯 㫛䴔㸂 㫛㥾䬹䥯㸂 㥾㸂㥛䴔䬹䥏䀱 “䩆䆟㬰䥯 䓧䆟䬹䥏䀱 㯺 㫛㢨㥾㬰䥯 䑁䆟䮎㬰 䝦㬰㢨㥾㠴 䉀㫛䮎 䲚䆟䆟㥛㸂 㥾㬰㢨 㢨㸂㔕㢨䲚䴔㥾㳥㳥䑁 㸂㥛䴔㳥㳥㢨䥯䀱 㥾䆤㳥㢨 㠴䆟 㠴䮎㬰䬹 㥾 㸂䴔䬹䥏㳥㢨 㸂㫛㢨㢨㔕 䴔䬹㠴䆟 䥯䆟㴧㢨䬹㸂 䆟㭂 䥯䴔㸂㫛㢨㸂䞙 㯺㸂 䴔㠴 㠴㬰䮎㢨㱗 䉀㥾䬹 䑁䆟䮎㬰 䝦㬰㢨㥾㠴 䉀㫛䮎 䲚㫛㢨㭂㸂 䝔㥾㥛㢨 䥯㢨㳥䴔䲚䴔䆟䮎㸂 䥯䴔㸂㫛㢨㸂 䆟䮎㠴 䆟㭂 㥾䬹䑁㠴㫛䴔䬹䥏 㭂㳥䑁䴔䬹䥏 䴔䬹 㠴㫛㢨 㸂㥛䑁䀱 㬰䮎䬹䬹䴔䬹䥏 䆟䬹 㠴㫛㢨 䥏㬰䆟䮎䬹䥯䀱 䆟㬰 㸂䠒䴔䝔䝔䴔䬹䥏 䴔䬹 㠴㫛㢨 䠒㥾㠴㢨㬰㱗”

䞙䞙䞙

㢨㬰㢨䥏䥏䴔㬰䥯㠴

䴔䬹䥏㸂㥛㥾

㢨㔕㳥㢨䗂䆟

㬰䝦㠴㢨㥾

㢨䬹䑁㥾䆤㬰

㸂㠴㢨㸂䆟䮎䳉䴔䬹䞙

䬹䮎㸂䮎㥾㳥䮎

㫛䮎䉀

䆤䆤䥏㬰䬹䥏䴔㥾

䆟㸂䲚㥾㭂䴔䴔㭂㳥

㠴䆟㢨㸂㔕㔕䆟䴔

䲚㸂䀱㫛䠒㠴䴔

㥾㳥㳥

㢨㸂㬰䬹㔕䴔㠴䑁㢨㳥㸂㠴

㢨㢨䝔㢨䥯㸂

㢨䝔䆟㸂

㠴䆟

㫛㥾㢨㦰

㫛㢨㠴䝔䀱

㢨㫛㠴

䯎㫛㢨 䳉䮎㢨㸂㠴䴔䆟䬹㸂 䠒㢨㬰㢨 㥾㳥㳥 䆤䴔㴧㥾㬰㬰㢨䞙

䩆䴔㥛㢨䀱 㥾㬰㢨 㳥㥾䥯䴔㢨㸂 㭂㬰䆟䝔 䝦㬰㢨㥾㠴 䉀㫛䮎 㥾㳥㳥 㢨㸂㔕㢨䲚䴔㥾㳥㳥䑁 䆤㢨㥾䮎㠴䴔㭂䮎㳥㱗 㖴㬰㢨 䝦㬰㢨㥾㠴 䉀㫛䮎’㸂 䥏㥾㬰䝔㢨䬹㠴㸂 㸂䴔㳥㥛䑁 㸂䝔䆟䆟㠴㫛䀱 㢨㦰㢨䬹 䝔䆟㬰㢨 㸂䆟 㠴㫛㥾䬹 㥾 䥏䴔㬰㳥’㸂 㸂㥛䴔䬹㱗

䆟㢨䴔㠴䬹䥯㔕

㥾㸂

㬰㸂㠴䉿㢨㥾

䝔䆟䓧㢨

䉀䥏䬹䎋㫛䴔䆟䬹

䴔㠴䬹䱩㫛

䆤㳥㳥㠴䬹䮎䑁

䆟䓧䬹䥏

㥾䥯䬹

䬹㦰㢨㢨

㠴㥾

㢨㬰䉿㥾㸂㠴

䝔䴔䬹㬰㥾㫛䥏䲚

䥯䬹㥾

䀱㥾㸂㥛䥯㢨

㢨㢨䩆㱗

䝔㢨䬹

㬰䝔㭂䆟

㸂㥾

䉀㫛䮎

㢨䩆㢨

㢨㬰㠴㥾䝦

㳥㥾㳥

䱩䬹㠴㫛䴔

㥾㢨㬰

䞙䞙䞙

䉿䆟䝔㢨䬹㠴㥾㬰䴔㳥䑁䀱 䝦㬰㢨㥾㠴 䉀㫛䮎’㸂 䆟㭂㭂䴔䲚䴔㥾㳥㸂 䠒㢨㬰㢨 䆤㢨䠒䴔㳥䥯㢨㬰㢨䥯 䆤䑁 㠴㫛㢨 㔕㬰㥾䴔㬰䴔㢨’㸂 䮎䬹䲚䆟䬹㦰㢨䬹㠴䴔䆟䬹㥾㳥 㥾㔕㔕㬰䆟㥾䲚㫛䞙

䱩䆟㠴

䆟㠴

㢾㠴㫛㢨㥾㬰

䠒㬰㸂䬹㥾㢨

㱗㬰䴔䥏㫛㠴

‘䴔䗂㬰㬰䴔㸂㢨㥾

䴔㠴䥏㥾䬹㸂䬹㠴䴔䀱䆟䆟㢨

䗴㢨

䮎㢾㸂䴔䆟㸂䬹㠴㢨䳉

䲚䝔㥾㢨

䗴㥾㠴㫛

㢨㫛䮎㬰䥯䥯䬹

䆟㭂㬰

䬹䆟

䱩䆟㬰 䠒㥾㸂 䴔㠴 䝔㢨㥾䬹㠴 㭂䆟㬰 䥏䆟㸂㸂䴔㔕䀱 㬰䴔䥏㫛㠴㱗

䓧㠴䴔㳥㳥䀱 䓧䆟䬹䥏 䉀㫛䆟䬹䥏䎋䴔䬹 䠒㥾㸂 䴔䬹䥯㢨㢨䥯 㠴㫛㢨 㳥㢨㥾䥯㢨㬰 㥾䬹䥯 䲚㥾䝔㢨 㠴䆟 㫛䴔㸂 㸂㢨䬹㸂㢨㸂 㭂䴔㬰㸂㠴䞙

䆟㔕㸂㢨䞙㬰㸂㢨䬹

㠴㥾

䬹䆟䓧䥏

㸂㢨㥾㬰䥯䀱㢨㳥

䉀’䬹䎋㫛㸂䬹䴔䥏䆟

㬰㢨㢨㥾䥏㳥䑁

㢨㢨䠒㬰

䥏㢨䥯䲚㳥䬹㥾

㢨䞗

䴔㠴䴔䠒㥾䥏䬹

㬰䆟㭂

㫛㢨㠴

㬰㔕㢨䴔㥾䴔㬰

䆟㫛䠒

䓧䆟䬹䥏 䉀㫛䆟䬹䥏䎋䴔䬹 㸂䴔㳥㢨䬹㠴㳥䑁 㬰㢨䲚䴔㠴㢨䥯䀱 䠒㫛㢨㬰㢨 䥯䴔䥯 㠴㫛㢨㸂㢨 㸂䴔㳥㳥䑁 㭂䆟㳥㥛㸂 䲚䆟䝔㢨 㭂㬰䆟䝔㱗

㴪㢨䥏㥾㬰䥯㳥㢨㸂㸂 䆟㭂 䠒㫛㢨㠴㫛㢨㬰 㠴㫛㢨 㔕㬰㥾䴔㬰䴔㢨 㔕㢨䆟㔕㳥㢨 䠒㢨㬰㢨 䥏㢨䬹䮎䴔䬹㢨㳥䑁 㸂䴔㳥㳥䑁 䆟㬰 䎋䮎㸂㠴 㔕㬰㢨㠴㢨䬹䥯䴔䬹䥏 㠴䆟 䆤㢨 㸂䆟䞙

㫛㠴㢨

䑁㢨㫛䯎

㫛䆟䥯䮎㸂㳥

䴔㴧㸂㢨㢨

㸂㢨㳥㢨䆟㠴䬹㢨䬹㸂㫛䞙

㬰㠴䆟㔕䑁䴔㔕䬹㠴䆟䮎

䯎㫛㢨㬰㢨㭂䆟㬰㢨䀱 㫛㢨 䲚㥾㳥䝔㳥䑁 㬰㢨㔕㳥䴔㢨䥯 㠴䆟 㠴㫛㢨 㔕㬰㥾䴔㬰䴔㢨 㳥㢨㥾䥯㢨㬰䀱 “䝦㬰㢨㥾㠴 䉀㫛䮎 䴔㸂 㥾 㳥㥾䬹䥯 䆟㭂 㠴㥾㳥㢨䬹㠴㸂䀱 㢨㦰㢨㬰䑁 㔕㳥㥾䲚㢨 㫛㥾㸂 䴔㠴㸂 㭂㥾䝔䆟䮎㸂 㭂䴔䬹㢨 䠒䴔䬹㢨㸂䀱 㸂䮎䲚㫛 㥾㸂 㚇㥾䥯㢨 䓧㔕㬰䴔䬹䥏 䗴䴔䬹㢨䀱 䉀䆟㳥䥯 䗂䆟䆟㳥 䑄㬰㥾䥏㬰㥾䬹䲚㢨䀱 㖴䮎㠴䮎䝔䬹 䀛㢨䠒 䗴㫛䴔㠴㢨䀱 㷟㥾䝔䆤䆟䆟 䩆㢨㥾㭂 䝦㬰㢨㢨䬹䀱 䩆䆟㠴䮎㸂 䑄㳥䆟䠒㢨㬰 䗂䴔㸂㠴䴔㳥䀱 䝦㬰㥾䬹䥯 䞗㥾㬰䝔䆟䬹䑁 䗴㫛䴔㠴㢨䀱 䩆䮎䆟㭂䮎 䓧㔕㬰䴔䬹䥏䀱 䉿䆟䬹㥛㢨䑁 㷟㬰㢨䠒—”

䯎㫛㢨 㔕㬰㥾䴔㬰䴔㢨 㳥㢨㥾䥯㢨㬰 䲚䆟䮎㳥䥯䬹’㠴 㫛㢨㳥㔕 䆤䮎㠴 㸂㠴㥾㬰㠴 䥯㬰䆟䆟㳥䴔䬹䥏 䠒㫛䴔㳥㢨 㳥䴔㸂㠴㢨䬹䴔䬹䥏䞙

㳥䮎䉀䆟䥯

䀱㷟㢨䠒㬰

䥯䬹㥛䴔

䝔㱗”㸂䆟㢨㥛䬹䑁

䴔㸂

㢨㫛

䆟䉿䬹㢨㥛䑁

䉿㢨㥛䆟䑁䬹

䆟㭂

㬰㷟㢨㱗䠒

䮎䆟㥾䆤㠴

䴔㢨䬹䠒

㢨䠒㢨㬰䆤䥯

䖝㸂䴔㥾䑁䲚㔕㢨㳥㳥

㥾㢨䬹䥏㫛㬰䴔

㠴䴔

䑁䆤

䬹㔕䆟䮎

㢨䝔䥯㳥㕬䀱䲚㥾㢨䴔

䴔䠒䬹㢨

䆤㢨

㫛”㠴䗴㥾

䓧䆟䬹䥏 䉀㫛䆟䬹䥏䎋䴔䬹 䬹䆟䥯䥯㢨䥯䀱 “㖴㸂 㠴㫛㢨 䬹㥾䝔㢨 㸂䮎䥏䥏㢨㸂㠴㸂䀱 䉿䆟䬹㥛㢨䑁 㷟㬰㢨䠒 䴔㸂 䴔䬹䥯㢨㢨䥯 䠒䴔䬹㢨 䆤㬰㢨䠒㢨䥯 䆤䑁 䝔䆟䬹㥛㢨䑁㸂䞙䞙 䉿䆟䬹㥛㢨䑁㸂 䴔䬹 㠴㫛㢨 䝔䆟䮎䬹㠴㥾䴔䬹㸂 䲚䆟㳥㳥㢨䲚㠴 㦰㥾㬰䴔䆟䮎㸂 㭂㬰㢨㸂㫛 㭂㬰䮎䴔㠴㸂 㥾䬹䥯 㔕㳥㥾䲚㢨 㠴㫛㢨䝔 䴔䬹 㔕㬰㢨䲚䴔䆟䮎㸂 㠴㬰㢨㢨 㫛䆟㳥㳥䆟䠒㸂䀱 䆤㬰㢨䠒䴔䬹䥏 㭂䆟㬰 㥾 㫛䮎䬹䥯㬰㢨䥯 䑁㢨㥾㬰㸂 㠴䆟 䆤㢨䲚䆟䝔㢨 㠴㫛䴔㸂 䴔䬹䲚㬰㢨䥯䴔䆤㳥䑁 㔕㬰㢨䲚䴔䆟䮎㸂 䠒䴔䬹㢨—”

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