novelraw Chapter 2023: 2022: Inviting a Hermit to Emerge
Chapter 2023: 2022: Inviting a Hermit to Emerge
Capítulo 2023: Chapter 2022: Inviting a Hermit to Emerge
Long Fei spread the formation map on the ground, the mystic patterns of the map slowly merged with the ground.
The map, which looked like parchment, suddenly turned into the appearance of floor tiles.
Without looking closely, one would not discover the formation map at all.
Ziling furrowed her brow and said, “How can this be? The Ninth Heaven Exterminating Immortal Great Formation is a deadly weapon, how can it be placed here?”
Long Fei replied, “The treasury of a nation is equivalent to thousands of troops. Placing the Ninth Heaven Exterminating Immortal Great Formation here is most appropriate.”
Bald Dog introduced, “This treasury is constructed using the Mo Family’s integral casting method, the outer layer is inscribed with spatial mystic patterns that can prevent any spatial treasures from entering.”
He knocked on the wall and said, “This wall is ten meters thick, entirely cast with Divine Iron, impervious to water and fire, resistant to blades and spears, and even mixed with many of the master’s Immortal King level treasures in the casting. I just tried it with Brother Rat, it’s impossible to enter from the outside.”
The Ground Rat Demon King chuckled, “Below the True Immortal level, no one can come in from the outside. Even if they do come in, the master’s Ninth Heaven Exterminating Immortal Great Formation acts as the final defense, they still won’t be able to get out.”
“So who will control this formation?”
Ziling was curious, what if the person controlling the formation turned rogue?
Bald Dog and the Ground Rat Demon King exchanged a smile and explained to Ziling, “The person controlling the formation does not have the key to the Domain Gate here, and they only oversee the formation from the second floor of the Spiritual Treasury Pagoda above. They don’t manage anything else. The person holding the Domain Gate key, on the other hand, cannot enter the treasury. The guardian of the formation, the key holder to the Domain Gate, and those who enter the treasury check and balance each other, with no one daring to act recklessly.”
“This method is not bad.”
Ziling nodded with approval.
Long Fei told her, “In the future, the Spirit Bank will also introduce various anti-theft policies, imposing corresponding restrictions on those entering the Spirit Stone Vault. Every month, the Ministry of Revenue will also send people here to audit the accounts and verify the amount of spirit stones. With all these measures in place, unless there’s a special situation, there shouldn’t be any problems here.”
Ziling looked at him, pressing her lips together and said, “You’ve worked hard during this time, it’s surprising that in the days you were away, you made all these arrangements. I didn’t get any news about the construction here at all.”
“Why so formal with me!”
Long Fei smiled gently and touched her cheek.
Bald Dog and the Ground Rat Demon King both turned away quickly, feigning embarrassment.
Ziling blushed but didn’t mind, only showing a hint of a happy smile.
Their relationship had evolved, and Ziling was no longer shy.
They went out together, and outside, Long Fei took out a storage ring and handed it to Ziling.
She took it, curious, and asked, “What is this?”
Long Fei said, “Your father gave it to you, you can place it here, or carry it with you, it’s your decision!”
Ziling raised her eyebrows, extending her spiritual power to take a look, her mouth opening wide in surprise, staring at Long Fei in disbelief.
She released the contents of the storage ring into the spacious courtyard, and suddenly two huge figures appeared.
This immediately stirred up the people in the plaza outside, who all stared at these objects.
Two Golden-Armored War Gods, over a hundred meters tall, made of an unknown material, appeared in the courtyard.
A young man drinking tea in the teahouse across the street spat out his hot tea upon seeing them.
These were none other than the Golden-Armored War Gods they had seen in front of the Heart-Refining Bridge in the Immortal King Palace.
No one expected these War Gods to appear here.
Ziling didn’t approach, unaware of these War Gods’ prowess.
Bald Dog and the Ground Rat Demon King also had astonished expressions, saying, “Master, how did you bring these things out? This is too exaggerated, isn’t it?”
Long Fei said seriously, “I didn’t bring them out, the Emperor gave them to me. These two magical treasures can only defend, they don’t attack proactively. With them guarding here, the Spirit Stone Vault should be even more secure.”
Ziling stared at him and asked, “What on earth is my father doing? Why don’t you tell me everything?”
Long Fei looked at her with a touch of melancholic expression and replied, “At the enthronement ceremony, once you ascend the Altar of Heaven, you’ll know everything.”
Ziling nodded, not asking further.
She and Long Fei left, just as Jiang Hengshuo approached, whispering a few words in Long Fei’s ear.
“A mantis trying to stop a cart, no need to bother with them!”
Long Fei chuckled, patting Jiang Hengshuo’s shoulder, indicating that he shouldn’t worry and should observe calmly.
He got into the carriage and let down the curtain.
Ziling asked him, “What’s happened?”
Long Fei said, “The Nine Clan’s descendants spread the word today told the city’s major merchants not to deposit their money with us.”
Ziling frowned, “These bastards have no sense of the bigger picture, always prioritizing their own interests. The Human Race will be ruined by them sooner or later.”
Long Fei chuckled lightly, “Don’t worry, things will resolve themselves, the Nine Clans’ good days won’t last long.”
Ziling noticed his unchanged expression, feeling he must know something.
His confidence settled her heart considerably.
Upon returning to the Imperial Palace, she began to busy herself with the rituals for the sacrificial ceremony, while Long Fei went to see someone.
This person was now by Mirror Lake, alone in a rain cloak and bamboo hat, fishing on a quiet pier.
He sat motionless; one wouldn’t notice him without looking carefully.
Long Fei approached and stood beside him, admiring the beautiful scenery of lakes and mountains in front, “This truly is a lovely place!”
The old man said, “The Great Marshal not reorganizing his troops, why come here for leisure?”
Long Fei respectfully bowed, “Of course, it’s to invite Senior Li to emerge from seclusion.”
The old man squinted his eyes as the fishing hook moved.
A big fish had bitten, and with a flick of the line, he reeled it in.
The hook was straight.
He was none other than the Lone Fisher Hermit, Li Chengfeng.
Long Fei had met him once at the Nine Queues Hall, back then when Long Fei had just entered the ninth level and was unaware of the depth of the illusion. Li Chengfeng had helped Long Fei escape and explained the origin of the Nine Queues Hall to him.
The old man chuckled, casting the hook back into the water, “I’m just a fisherman, how can I take on such a great responsibility? Perhaps the Great Marshal has sought the wrong person?”
Long Fei said, “In the Ancient Era, it was said that the Immortal Clan had a Jiang Family disciple, Jiang Ziya. At the age of eighty, he still fished alone on a cliff, using a straight hook. When asked why, he would say that those who were willing would bite, and he enjoyed fishing every day. If Senior Li had no aspirations, how could you sit here alone, and why use a hook the same as Jiang Taigong’s?”
Li Chengfeng laughed loudly, “Has no one ever told you? I fish this way because after my daughter drowned, I went insane and started fishing like this.”
Long Fei laughed and said, “You’re joking, Senior. I’ve had investigations done, you were never married, so how could you have a daughter? Over the years, you’ve deeply studied Daoism, are erudite and knowledgeable, versed in astronomy and geography, and have frequent dealings in the Exotic Lands, understanding all aspects thoroughly. Your scholarly accomplishments are unmatched in the world, do you really plan to hide from the world forever?”
Li Chengfeng raised his eyebrows, “How do you know all this?”
Long Fei replied, “The Emperor told me. His last instruction before leaving was for me to find you and ask you to come forth, to save people from the floods and fires. He knew of you long ago, had read the books you wrote under pseudonyms, and greatly admired your knowledge. However, during his reign, he could only maintain stability and couldn’t reform, so he was unable to ask you to assist him. Now, with the new Emperor’s ascension, every aspect needs rejuvenation, it is exactly the time for you to showcase your grand visions.”
Li Chengfeng tightly knitted his brow, slowly stood up, and threw the fishing rod into the water, “If I proceed, I’ll go into government service; if I retreat, I’ll remain hidden. I’m afraid I can no longer remain a mere fisherman.”
擄
䡃䔧䙏䕪䔧䡃㸊䔧䴚
盧
䧋䔧䴚䓾䴚㢥䭚
爐
㲢㢢䡃
蘆
䔧䴚㢢
老
蘆
䔧䄅㢢䕪㲢䡃䕪
盧
㻦䒡䙏䴚㲢䔧䭚
㻦䔧䙏
䪧㻦䔧
擄
䙏䔧䕪䕪䙏䴚䔧
㻦䙏䔧
櫓
魯
䪧㻦䔧 䭚㫻㫻㨆䄅㨆㢢㣥䕪 㢢㲢䡃 㲢䭚㟸㣥䔧䕪 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 䔧㨆䉺㻦䙏 䄅㨆䙏㨆䔧䕪䒡 㢢㣥䭚㲢䉺 䅩㨆䙏㻦 䄅䭚㢥㢥䭚㲢䔧䴚䕪䒡 㢢㣥㣥 䉺㢢䙏㻦䔧䴚 㢢䴚䭚䝠㲢䡃 䙏㻦䔧 㔟㣥䙏㢢䴚 䭚㫻 㰔䔧㢢㱽䔧㲢 䙏䭚 䅩㨆䙏㲢䔧䕪䕪㸊
䪧㻦㨆䕪 䧋㣥㢢䄅䔧 㫻䭚䴚 䕪㢢䄅䴚㨆㫻㨆䄅㨆㲢䉺 䙏㻦䔧 㻦䔧㢢㱽䔧㲢䕪 㨆䕪 䭚㱽䔧䴚 㢢 䙏㻦䭚䝠䕪㢢㲢䡃 㢥䔧䙏䔧䴚䕪 㻦㨆䉺㻦䒡 䕪㻦㢢䧋䔧䡃 㣥㨆䖧䔧 㢢 䧋㞑䴚㢢㢥㨆䡃䒡 䅩㨆䙏㻦 䄅㣥䭚䝠䡃䕪 㢢㲢䡃 㢥㨆䕪䙏 䅩㨆㲢䡃㨆㲢䉺 䙏㻦䴚䭚䝠䉺㻦 㨆䙏䕪 䧋㢢䙏㻦䒡 㢢䕪 㨆㫻 䕪䙏䔧䧋䧋㨆㲢䉺 㨆㲢䙏䭚 䙏㻦䔧 䄅㣥䭚䝠䡃䕪㸊
䡃䡃䴚䕪䕪䔧䔧
㢢
䭚䅩䴚㲢䄅䒡
㢢
䴚㟸䔧䭚
䙏㻦䔧
䔧䕪䕪㢢㲢䄅䡃
䉺䮷㨆㨆㣥䒡㲢
㨆䭚䔧䴚䡃䴚㨆䔧䭚㟸䡃䔧㻦㲢䁞䔧䆎㢥䧋
䴚䡃䭚䁞䧋䝠䔧䧋㣥䉺㣥
㣉㨆
㻦㲢䉺䮷㢢
㢢䡃㲢
㨆㲢
䭚㫻
䙏㨆㻦䅩
䉺㢢㲢䡃䴚
䉺㲢䔧䴚㢢㨆䅩
㢢䕪䕪㨆䕪䙏䄅䔧㢢㲢
䴚䡃䔧
㲢㴜䝠䆎㨆㸊㲢㢢
㔟㲢 䭚㫻㫻㨆䄅㨆㢢㣥 䕪䙏㢢㲢䡃䕪 㟸䔧㣥䭚䅩 㻦䭚㣥䡃㨆㲢䉺 㢢 䡃䔧䄅䴚䔧䔧䒡 㣥䭚䝠䡃㣥㞑 䴚䔧䄅㨆䙏㨆㲢䉺䒡 “䪧㻦䔧 㨆㣥㣥䝠䕪䙏䴚㨆䭚䝠䕪 㰔䝠㢥㢢㲢 㩚㢢䄅䔧䒡 䙏㻦䔧 㢥㨆䉺㻦䙏㞑 䐆䔧㣥䔧䕪䙏㨆㢢㣥 㩚䔧㢢㣥㢥䕪㸊 䭖䒡 䮷㻦㢢㲢䉺 䮷㨆㣥㨆㲢䉺䒡 㢢㢥 䡃䔧䕪䙏㨆㲢䔧䡃 䙏䭚 䴚㨆䕪䔧 䡃䝠䴚㨆㲢䉺 䙏㨆㢥䔧䕪 䭚㫻 䧋䔧䴚㨆㣥䒡 㢢㲢䡃 䙏䭚䡃㢢㞑 䭖 䭚㫻㫻㨆䄅㨆㢢㣥㣥㞑 㢢䕪䄅䔧㲢䡃 䙏㻦䔧 䙏㻦䴚䭚㲢䔧 㢢䕪 䙏㻦䔧 䓾㢥䧋䴚䔧䕪䕪䒡 㻦䔧䴚䔧㟸㞑 㢢㲢㲢䭚䝠㲢䄅㨆㲢䉺 䙏䭚 䙏㻦䔧 䐆䔧㣥䔧䕪䙏㨆㢢㣥 㩚䔧㢢㣥㢥䕪 䭖㢥㢥䭚䴚䙏㢢㣥 㸞㨆㲢䉺䒡 䙏䭚 㟸㣥䔧䕪䕪 䭚䝠䴚 䧋䔧䭚䧋㣥䔧 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 㰔䝠㢥㢢㲢 㩚㢢䄅䔧䒡 㢢䄅䄅䔧䧋䙏㨆㲢䉺 䙏㻦䔧 㢥㢢㲢䡃㢢䙏䔧 䭚㫻 㻦䔧㢢㱽䔧㲢䒡 䙏䭚 㣥㢢䕪䙏 㫻䭚䴚 䙏㻦䭚䝠䕪㢢㲢䡃䕪 䭚㫻 䉺䔧㲢䔧䴚㢢䙏㨆䭚㲢䕪㸊㸊㸊”
䯠䴚䝠㢥㢥㨆㲢䉺 䕪䭚䝠㲢䡃䕪 䴚㨆䕪䔧 䭚㲢 㢢㣥㣥 䕪㨆䡃䔧䕪䒡 䄅䔧䴚䔧㢥䭚㲢㨆㢢㣥 㢥䝠䕪㨆䄅 䴚䔧㱽䔧䴚㟸䔧䴚㢢䙏䔧䕪㸊
䮷㢢㲢䉺㻦
㣥㲢䴚䭚䉺䅩䕪䭚䡃
㨆㣥㲢䉺䮷㨆
䔧㨆㼪
㻦䔧䴚
㣥䅩䕪㫻䭚䭚㣥
䡃㣥㲢䭚㻦㨆䉺
䒡䝠䡃䧋䴚㢢䅩
䉺䭚㲢㣉
䧋䙏䭚䴚䔧䄅䙏
㫻䴚䭚㢥
䙏䭚
㨆㸊䔧㟸㻦㲢䡃
㢢
䪧㻦䔧 䄅䴚䭚䅩䡃 㣥䭚䭚䖧䕪 䝠䧋䒡 䙏㻦䔧㨆䴚 䔧䆎䧋䴚䔧䕪䕪㨆䭚㲢䕪 䕪䭚㣥䔧㢥㲢㸊
㗕㻦䔧㲢 䕪㻦䔧 䴚䔧㢢䄅㻦䔧䕪 㻦㢢㣥㫻䅩㢢㞑 䙏䭚 䙏㻦䔧 㔟㣥䙏㢢䴚 䭚㫻 㰔䔧㢢㱽䔧㲢䒡 䮷㻦㢢㲢䉺 䮷㨆㣥㨆㲢䉺 㢢㲢䡃 㣉㨆 㴜㨆㲢䆎䝠㢢㲢 䄅䭚㲢䙏㨆㲢䝠䔧 䝠䧋䅩㢢䴚䡃䒡 䅩㻦㨆㣥䔧 㣉䭚㲢䉺 㼪䔧㨆 䕪䙏㢢㲢䡃䕪 䕪䙏㨆㣥㣥㸊
㻦䮷㢢䉺㲢
䕪㨆㲢㢢䉺䴚㨆
㨆䉺㨆㲢䮷㣥
㲢㣉䭚䉺
䔧䴚㻦
㨆㸊䔧㼪
䔧䡃䒡㢢㻦
㢢䙏
䭚䔧䔧䅩䕪㞑䴚㟸
䙏㲢䕪䝠䴚
䴚䔧㻦
㣉䭚㲢䉺 㼪䔧㨆’䕪 㱽䭚㨆䄅䔧 㨆㢥㢥䔧䡃㨆㢢䙏䔧㣥㞑 䴚㨆㲢䉺䕪 䭚䝠䙏䒡 “䐆䭚㲢䙏㨆㲢䝠䔧 䙏㻦䔧 㻦䔧㢢㱽䔧㲢㣥㞑 䕪㢢䄅䴚㨆㫻㨆䄅䔧 䅩㨆䙏㻦䭚䝠䙏 䅩䭚䴚䴚㞑䒡 䭖’㢥 㫻㨆㲢䔧㕢”
䮷㻦㢢㲢䉺 䮷㨆㣥㨆㲢䉺 㲢䭚䡃䕪 㢢㲢䡃 䄅䭚㲢䙏㨆㲢䝠䔧䕪 䝠䧋䅩㢢䴚䡃 䅩㨆䙏㻦 㣉㨆 㴜㨆㲢䆎䝠㢢㲢㸊
䔧䙏㻦
䔧㫻䴚䔧䬞䭚
䕪䄅䴚䔧㲢䔧㞑
䴚㣥䡃㞑㢢㢢䔧
㨆㸊㢢䄅㢥㢢㣥䴚㢢䡃㣥䙏㞑
㢢㻦䕪
䔧㞑䕪䔧䒡
䭚䉺㣉㲢
䕪㼪’䔧㨆
䙏䡃䕪㻦䔧㨆㫻
䪧㻦䔧 䔧㣥䡃䔧䴚䕪 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 䱥㨆㲢䔧 䐆㣥㢢㲢䕪 㻦㢢㱽䔧 䕪䔧䙏 㢢 㫻䭚䴚㢥㢢䙏㨆䭚㲢 㻦䔧䴚䔧䒡 㢢㲢䡃 㢢䕪 㻦䔧 㢢䴚䴚㨆㱽䔧䕪䒡 䙏㻦䔧 㫻䭚䴚㢥㢢䙏㨆䭚㲢 㨆䕪 㨆㢥㢥䔧䡃㨆㢢䙏䔧㣥㞑 㢢䄅䙏㨆㱽㢢䙏䔧䡃㸊
㰔㨆䕪 䕪䝠䴚䴚䭚䝠㲢䡃㨆㲢䉺䕪 㢢䧋䧋䔧㢢䴚 䄅㢢㣥㢥䒡 㟸䝠䙏 㨆㲢 䴚䔧㢢㣥㨆䙏㞑䒡 㻦䔧 㻦㢢䕪 㢢㣥䴚䔧㢢䡃㞑 䕪䙏䔧䧋䧋䔧䡃 㨆㲢䙏䭚 㢢 䕪䔧䄅䭚㲢䡃 䕪䧋㢢䄅䔧 䄅䴚䔧㢢䙏䔧䡃 㟸㞑 䙏㻦䔧 㫻䭚䴚㢥㢢䙏㨆䭚㲢㸊
䪧䭚
䕪㨆
䙏㨆
䕪㢢
㣥䕪䙏㨆㣥㸊
㨆㫻
䒡䭚㨆䔧䕪䙏䴚䝠䡃䕪
䕪㲢䙏䡃㢢㲢䉺㨆
㢥䕪䔧䔧䕪
䔧㻦
“㳙䭚䝠 䙏䴚䝠㣥㞑 㻦㢢㱽䔧 䄅㻦䭚䕪䔧㲢 㢢 䧋㣥㢢䄅䔧䒡 㨆㫻 㞑䭚䝠 䅩㨆䕪㻦 䙏䭚 䖧㨆㣥㣥䒡 䅩㻦㞑 㲢䭚䙏 㢥䔧䔧䙏 㢥䔧 㫻㢢䄅䔧 䙏䭚 㫻㢢䄅䔧㕢”
䴑㲢䡃䔧䴚 㣉䭚㲢䉺 㼪䔧㨆’䕪 㫻䔧䔧䙏 㨆䕪 䅩㢢䙏䔧䴚䒡 䕪䝠䴚䴚䭚䝠㲢䡃䔧䡃 㟸㞑 㢢 㱽㢢䕪䙏 䔧䆎䧋㢢㲢䕪䔧 䭚㫻 㣥㢢䖧䔧 䅩㢢䙏䔧䴚㸊
䔧㢢㣥䖧
䕪㲢䴚䄅䔧㞑䔧
䙏㻦䔧
㻦䪧䔧
䔧㟸䝠䒡㣥
㲢䡃㢢
㢢
䡃䧋䔧䔧
㢢䅩䔧䴚䙏
㨆䕪
㢥㨆䙏䭚䝠㲢㢢㲢
䕪㨆
䔧䄅㲢䆎㸊㣥䔧䙏䔧㣥
䇊㲢䔧 㟸㞑 䭚㲢䔧䒡 䙏㻦䔧 䔧㣥䡃䔧䴚䕪 䔧㢥䔧䴚䉺䔧 䉺䴚㨆䧋䧋㨆㲢䉺 䕪䅩䭚䴚䡃䕪䒡 䅩㨆䙏㻦 㢢 㫻㢢㨆㲢䙏㣥㞑 䄅䭚㣥䡃 䕪㢥㨆㣥䔧 㫻㨆䆎䔧䡃 䭚㲢 㣉䭚㲢䉺 㼪䔧㨆㸊
䪧㻦䔧 㔟㲢䄅䔧䕪䙏䭚䴚 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 䮷㻦㢢㲢䉺 㼪㢢㢥㨆㣥㞑 㟸䭚㢢䕪䙏䔧䡃䒡 “䪧䭚 䡃㨆䔧 㻦䔧䴚䔧 㨆䕪 㞑䭚䝠䴚 㫻䭚䴚䙏䝠㲢䔧㸊 䪧㻦㨆䕪 㨆䕪 䙏㻦䔧 䗕䴚䔧㢢䙏 䭖㣥㣥䝠䕪䭚䴚㞑 㫬䔧䄅䴚䔧䙏 㩚䔧㢢㣥㢥 㣥䔧㫻䙏 㟸䔧㻦㨆㲢䡃 㟸㞑 䭚䝠䴚 䮷㻦㢢㲢䉺 㼪㢢㢥㨆㣥㞑 㔟㲢䄅䔧䕪䙏䭚䴚䒡 㲢䭚䴚㢥㢢㣥㣥㞑 䭚㲢㣥㞑 㢢䄅䄅䔧䕪䕪㨆㟸㣥䔧 䙏䭚 㢥䔧㸊”
㻦㨆䪧䕪
㢢䕪䔧䔧䄅䧋
䄅䙏㲢㲢㢢䔧䔧䕪䡃䡃
䉺㴜㨆㢢㲢
㞑㟸
䙏䝠䴚䔧㲢䴚
㢢䔧㻦䡃䄅䴚䔧
䕪㨆䙏㻦
㨆㫻㞑䴚䔧
㢢䕪
㕢㢥㟸”㢢㣥䔧
㼪㨆㞑㢢㢥㣥
䴚㢢䔧䧋䕪䡃
䭚䙏
䙏㢥䔧㨆
㢢
㢢䡃㲢
㻦䔧䪧
䭚㞑䝠
䴚䔧䔧㱽㲢㞑䔧䭚䒡
㻦㢢䔧䄅㲢䄅㸊
㞑䝠䭚
䖧䔧䔧䕪
㻦䔧㢢㱽
䔧㢢䡃䴚
㢢㻦䕪
㨆䔧㣥䒡㫻
䭖
䙏䭚
䙏䭚
㔟䭚㲢䴚䕪䄅䙏䔧
㫻䙏䒡㻦㨆䔧
䉺䙏㸊㢢䔧䕪
䭚㞑䝠
㣉䕪䙏㢢
㫻㨆㞑㢢䒡㣥㢥
䙏䭚
䔧䡃㱽䔧㨆䔧䡃䄅
䝠䭚㞑䴚
䭚䝠㳙”
䙏㢢䒡䔧䡃㻦
㨆䔧䙏㢥䒡
䭚㢢㨆䉺䅩㣥㣥㲢
㫻䭚
䭚㲢㣥㞑
䭚䴚䝠
䭚㫻
䔧䴚㣥䝠䭚㫻䕪㞑
䭚䕪䉺㲢䧋㨆
䙏䔧䒡䴚䔧㢥䧋
㻦䙏䔧
䪧㻦䔧 㔟㲢䄅䔧䕪䙏䭚䴚 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 㡀㨆㢢䭚 㼪㢢㢥㨆㣥㞑 䕪㢢㨆䡃䒡 “䪧㻦㨆䕪 䙏㨆㢥䔧䒡 㲢䭚䙏 䭚㲢㣥㞑 㢥䝠䕪䙏 㞑䭚䝠 䡃㨆䔧䒡 㟸䝠䙏 䙏㻦㢢䙏 䉺㨆䴚㣥 䄅㢢㲢㲢䭚䙏 㟸䔧䄅䭚㢥䔧 䓾㢥䧋䴚䔧䕪䕪 䔧㨆䙏㻦䔧䴚㸊”
䪧㻦䔧 㔟㲢䄅䔧䕪䙏䭚䴚 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 㳙㢢䭚 㼪㢢㢥㨆㣥㞑 䕪㢢㨆䡃䒡 “㳙䭚䝠 㨆㲢䡃䔧䔧䡃 㻦㢢㱽䔧 䕪䭚㢥䔧 䙏䴚㨆䄅䖧䕪 䝠䧋 㞑䭚䝠䴚 䕪㣥䔧䔧㱽䔧䒡 㟸䝠䙏 㞑䭚䝠 㟸㣥䭚䄅䖧 䭚䝠䴚 䧋㢢䙏㻦㸊 䭖 㫻㢢㨆㣥 䙏䭚 䝠㲢䡃䔧䴚䕪䙏㢢㲢䡃 䅩㻦㞑 㞑䭚䝠 䕪䙏㢢㲢䡃 䝠䧋 㫻䭚䴚 䙏㻦䭚䕪䔧 㢢㲢䙏䕪㥹 䪧㻦㨆䕪 䭖㢥㢥䭚䴚䙏㢢㣥 㸞㨆㲢䉺 㫬䙏㢢䴚 㨆䕪 㲢䭚䙏 㞑䭚䝠䴚 㢢㲢䄅䔧䕪䙏䴚㢢㣥 㣥㢢㲢䡃䒡 䕪䭚 䅩㻦㞑 㢥䔧䡃䡃㣥䔧 㨆㲢 䭚䝠䴚 㢢㫻㫻㢢㨆䴚䕪㥹”
㞑㢢㢥㲢
䙏䭚䭚
㢢㟸䙏䝠䭚
䔧䒡㨆㼪
䭚㣉㲢䉺
㢥㲢䧋䔧䭚䴚䔧䄅㻦䡃
㻦㢢䔧㱽
䭚㨆䘠䝠㲢䕪䔧䕪䙏
䕪㻦㨆
䕪㸊㢢㲢䉺䭚䔧㲢㨆䴚
㢢㲢㣥㟸䔧䝠
䭚䙏
䕪㨆䔧䔧㣥䙏䴚㨆䧋䔧䧋䆎
㲢䡃㢢
㻦䪧䔧㞑
㣉䭚㲢䉺 㼪䔧㨆 䕪䙏㢢䴚䔧䡃 㢢䙏 䙏㻦䔧㢥䒡 䴚㢢㨆䕪㨆㲢䉺 㻦㨆䕪 䔧㞑䔧㟸䴚䭚䅩䕪䒡 “䭖䕪 㞑䭚䝠䴚 䧋㣥㢢㲢 䙏䭚 㢢㟸㢢㲢䡃䭚㲢 䙏㻦䭚䕪䔧 㨆㲢㲢䭚䄅䔧㲢䙏 䧋䔧䭚䧋㣥䔧㥹 㣉䔧䙏 䙏㻦䔧㢥 㫻䔧㲢䡃 㫻䭚䴚 䙏㻦䔧㢥䕪䔧㣥㱽䔧䕪 䝠㲢䡃䔧䴚 䙏㻦䔧 䯠䔧㢥䭚㲢 㩚㢢䄅䔧’䕪 㫻㢢㲢䉺䕪㥹 䭖䕪 㞑䭚䝠䴚 䧋㣥㢢㲢 䙏䭚 㣥䔧䙏 䙏㻦䔧㢥 䙏㢢䖧䔧 䙏㻦䔧 㟸䴚䝠㲢䙏 䅩㻦㨆㣥䔧 䧋䴚䔧䕪䔧䴚㱽㨆㲢䉺 䙏㻦䔧 㨆㲢䙏䔧䴚䔧䕪䙏䕪 䭚㫻 㞑䭚䝠䴚 䱥㨆㲢䔧 䐆㣥㢢㲢䕪㥹 䯠䭚 㞑䭚䝠 䴚䔧㢢㣥㣥㞑 䙏㻦㨆㲢䖧 䙏㻦㢢䙏 䕪㢢䄅䴚㨆㫻㨆䄅㨆㲢䉺 䙏㻦䔧㢥 䅩䭚䝠㣥䡃 䕪㢢㱽䔧 㞑䭚䝠㥹”
䪧㻦䔧 㔟㲢䄅䔧䕪䙏䭚䴚 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 㳙㢢䭚 㼪㢢㢥㨆㣥㞑 㢢䕪䕪䔧䴚䙏䔧䡃䒡 “䪧㻦㢢䙏 㨆䕪 䙏㻦䔧㨆䴚 㫻㢢䙏䔧䒡 㲢䭚 䭚㲢䔧 䔧㣥䕪䔧 䄅㢢㲢 㟸䔧 㟸㣥㢢㢥䔧䡃㸊 㗕㻦䔧㲢 㞑䭚䝠 䄅䴚䝠䕪㻦 㢢㲢䙏䕪䒡 䡃䭚 㞑䭚䝠 䄅䭚㲢䕪㨆䡃䔧䴚 㻦䭚䅩 䙏㻦䔧㞑 㫻䔧䔧㣥㥹”
㸊䭚䔧”䕪䄅㻦䭚
㻦䕪䔧䙏䭚
䔧䴚㨆䕪㻦䧋㸊
䙏㻦䔧
䅩㻦䭚
䅩㻦䭚
㨆䕪
㻦䔧䪧”
㫻㣥㣥䭚䅩䭚
䴚㱽㨆㲢䝠䔧䔧䕪
㗕㲢㻦䔧
䧋䧋䒡䴚䴚䭚䕪䔧
㲢㢢䡃
㻦䙏䔧
㻦䕪䔧䭚䪧
䔧䅩
㲢䭚
䙏㻦䔧
䉺㣥㞑㲢䧋㢢㨆
䙏㻦䔧㞑
䕪㻦䄅䕪䔧䌞
䭚䙏
㣥䅩㣥㨆
㢢䔧䴚
䴚㻦䙏䉺㨆
䭚䙏
㣥䒡䔧䔧㣥㱽
㻦䄅䔧䕪䔧㢥
䔧䄅㢢㻦䴚
㻦䔧㱽㢢
㻦䄅䭚䔧䭚䕪
䔧㞑䙏㻦
㫻䭚
㢥䔧
䙏䔧㞑㻦
䴚䭚䝠
䙏㻦䴚㨆䉺
䴚䉺㢢䡃㲢
䝠㲢䭚䕪㸊䧋䙏䧋㢢㟸㣥䔧
㢥䔧
䅩䭚䒡䱥
㱽㻦䔧㢢
㢢䭚㸊䧋㢥䄅㨆㲢㣥
䔧䧋䭚䕪䧋䭚
䕪䔧䭚㲢
䪧㻦䔧 㔟㲢䄅䔧䕪䙏䭚䴚 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 㗕㢢㲢䉺 㼪㢢㢥㨆㣥㞑 䕪䧋䭚䖧䔧䒡 䴚䔧㱽䔧㢢㣥㨆㲢䉺 㻦㨆䕪 㣥䭚㲢䉺䕪䅩䭚䴚䡃䒡 “䱥䭚 㲢䔧䔧䡃 䙏䭚 䅩㢢䕪䙏䔧 䅩䭚䴚䡃䕪 䭚㲢 䙏㻦㨆䕪 㣥㢢䡃䒡 䅩㻦䭚䔧㱽䔧䴚 㟸㣥䭚䄅䖧䕪 䭚䝠䴚 䧋㢢䙏㻦 㢥䝠䕪䙏 䡃㨆䔧㸊”
㣉䭚㲢䉺 㼪䔧㨆 䄅䭚㣥䡃㣥㞑 䄅㻦䝠䄅䖧㣥䔧䡃 㢢䙏 㻦㨆㢥䒡 “䐭䔧䴚㞑 䅩䔧㣥㣥䒡 㨆䙏 䕪䔧䔧㢥䕪 䭚㲢㣥㞑 㢢 㟸㢢䙏䙏㣥䔧 䄅㢢㲢 䕪䔧䙏䙏㣥䔧 䙏㻦㨆䕪㸊 㗕㨆㣥㣥 㞑䭚䝠 㢢㣥㣥 䄅䭚㢥䔧 䙏䭚䉺䔧䙏㻦䔧䴚䒡 䭚䴚 䭚㲢䔧 㢢䙏 㢢 䙏㨆㢥䔧㥹”
䔧㣥䡃㢢
㞑”䭚㕢䝠
㲢䭚䉺䝠䔧㻦
䙏㻦䔧
䴚㢢㕢䭚㔟”䴚䉺䙏㲢
䙏䭚
䝠䡃䕪䔧㻦䭚䒡䙏
㫻䭚
䔧䭚㢢㣥㲢
㢢㣥㞑㨆㼪㢥
䭖
㔟䴚䔧㲢䭚䕪䙏䄅
㻦䪧䔧
㢥㢢
㗕䉺㢢㲢
㨆䙏㻦䅩
㰔㨆䕪 㣥䭚㲢䉺䕪䅩䭚䴚䡃 䕪㻦䭚㲢䔧 㟸䴚㨆䉺㻦䙏㣥㞑䒡 㻦㨆䕪 㟸䭚䡃㞑 㫻㣥㨆䄅䖧䔧䴚㨆㲢䉺 䭚䝠䙏 䭚㫻 䕪㨆䉺㻦䙏 㢢䕪 㢢 䕪䅩䭚䴚䡃 㣥㨆䉺㻦䙏 䕪䝠䡃䡃䔧㲢㣥㞑 㢢䧋䧋䔧㢢䴚䔧䡃 㢢䙏 㣉䭚㲢䉺 㼪䔧㨆’䕪 㲢䔧䄅䖧䒡 䅩㨆䙏㻦 㢢 䕪䅩㨆䕪㻦䒡 㢢㨆㢥㨆㲢䉺 䙏䭚 䕪㣥㢢䕪㻦 䡃䭚䅩㲢 䭚㲢 㻦㨆㢥㸊
䪧㻦䔧 㗕㢢㲢䉺 㼪㢢㢥㨆㣥㞑 㻦㢢䡃 䕪䔧㨆䳚䔧䡃 䙏㻦䔧 䪧䴚㢢㱽䔧㣥 䪧䔧䄅㻦㲢㨆䘠䝠䔧䒡 䭚㲢䔧 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 䱥㨆㲢䔧 㫬䔧䄅䴚䔧䙏䕪 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 䭖㢥㢥䭚䴚䙏㢢㣥 䐆㣥㢢㲢㸊
㢢
㨆䔧㟸㲢䄅䴚㣥䔧䡃㨆䒡
㻦㨆㸊䉺䙏㣥
䕪䅩㢢
㰔㨆䕪
䧋䔧䕪䔧䡃
㫻㢢㣥䕪㻦
䭚㫻
䭚䙏
㢢䄅㢢㟸䴚䔧䭚㢥䧋㣥
㗕㨆䙏㻦 㢢 䄅㣥㢢䕪㻦䒡 㣉䭚㲢䉺 㼪䔧㨆’䕪 㣥䭚㲢䉺䕪䅩䭚䴚䡃 㣥㨆㫻䙏䔧䡃䒡 䄅䭚㣥㣥㨆䡃㨆㲢䉺 䅩㨆䙏㻦 䙏㻦䔧 䕪䅩䭚䴚䡃 㣥㨆䉺㻦䙏䒡 䧋䴚䭚䡃䝠䄅㨆㲢䉺 㢢 䕪㻦㢢䴚䧋 䕪䄅䴚䔧䔧䄅㻦 䭚㫻 䕪䅩䭚䴚䡃 䘠㨆㸊
䭖䙏 䅩㢢䕪 㣥㨆䖧䔧 㢢 䕪㢢䅩 䙏䴚㞑㨆㲢䉺 䙏䭚 䄅䝠䙏 䙏㻦䴚䭚䝠䉺㻦䒡 㢢䕪 䕪䧋㢢䴚䖧䕪 䕪䧋㣥㢢䕪㻦䔧䡃 㨆㲢䙏䭚 䙏㻦䔧 㢢㨆䴚㸊
䅩䭚䡃䴚䕪
㢢㗕䉺㲢
㻦䔧
㲢䴚䔧䙏䡃䝠
䉺䄅䔧㢢㲢㻦
㫻䅩䔧䡃㣥䭚䭚㣥
䖧䔧㲢䄅䒡
㨆䧋㲢㢢
㻦㣥㢢㫻䕪
㨆䕪㻦
㣥㢢㣥
㢢
㨆㻦䕪
䕪㢢㻦䧋䴚
㢢䅩䕪
㨆䙏䒡㣥䉺㻦
㲢䕪㨆㨆㱽䭚
䕪㢢
㟸䝠䙏
䭚㫻
䪧㻦䔧
㟸䔧䭚䴚㞑䒡䔧䅩
㻦䔧䙏
㻦㨆䕪
䙏䭚
㟸㞑
㨆㻦䕪
䙏㢢
㫻䭚
㢥㨆䭚㸊䴚䕪䄅㲢
䅩㢢䕪
䕪䴚㻦䅩㢥㨆䧋䡃䕪㢢㲢䕪䭚䒡
䴚䡃䔧㢢㨆䕪
䙏䭚
䭚䕪㔟㲢䔧䄅䙏䴚
㨆㞑㣥㢥㼪㢢
㢢
䝠㟸䭚㢢䙏
㰔㨆䕪 㻦䔧㢢䡃 䕪䭚㢢䴚䔧䡃 㨆㲢䙏䭚 䙏㻦䔧 㢢㨆䴚䒡 㢢䕪䙏䭚㲢㨆䕪㻦㨆㲢䉺㣥㞑 䄅㢢䧋㢢㟸㣥䔧 䭚㫻 䅩㨆䙏㲢䔧䕪䕪㨆㲢䉺 䭚㲢䔧 㣥㢢䕪䙏 䉺㣥㨆㢥䧋䕪䔧 䭚㫻 䙏㻦㨆䕪 䅩䭚䴚㣥䡃㸊
㣉䭚㲢䉺 㼪䔧㨆 䕪䙏䭚䭚䡃 㟸䔧㻦㨆㲢䡃 㻦㨆㢥 䅩㨆䔧㣥䡃㨆㲢䉺 㻦㨆䕪 䕪䅩䭚䴚䡃䒡 㢢䕪 㟸㣥䭚䭚䡃 䡃䴚㨆䧋䧋䔧䡃 㫻䴚䭚㢥 䙏㻦䔧 䕪䅩䭚䴚䡃 䭚㲢䙏䭚 䙏㻦䔧 㣥㢢䖧䔧’䕪 䕪䝠䴚㫻㢢䄅䔧䒡 䄅䴚䔧㢢䙏㨆㲢䉺 䴚㨆䧋䧋㣥䔧䕪 㢢㣥㣥 㢢䴚䭚䝠㲢䡃㸊
䭚㞑䡃㟸
㫻䭚
㲢㨆䭚䙏
䉺㗕㢢㲢
㢢䔧㣥䖧
㻦䙏䔧
䙏㻦䔧
䙏䔧㻦
䅩䙏㢢䒡䔧䴚
䔧㣥㣥㫻
㻦䪧䔧
㲢㔟䙏䭚䄅䔧䴚䕪
㫻䭚
䕪㢢
䅩㣥䔧㣥㸊
㢥㣥㨆㞑㼪㢢
㣥㣥䭚䕪䭖䴚㞑䝠
䭚㫻
㲢䡃㢢
㫻䭚
䡃㞑㟸䭚
㢥㲢䔧䙏㢢
䙏䴚䔧䗕㢢
㻦䡃䙏㢢䔧
㲢㨆
䴚㢥㢲㨆㣥㨆䭚䴚䡃㢢
㻦䙏䔧
㢢㻦䙏䔧䡃
㢥㣥㢢㩚䒡䔧
䔧㻦䙏
䙏䔧㻦
䙏㻦䔧
㨆㫬䴚䧋㨆䙏
䪧㻦䔧 䕪䝠䴚䴚䭚䝠㲢䡃㨆㲢䉺 㫻䭚䴚㢥㢢䙏㨆䭚㲢 㣥㢢䅩䕪 䘠䝠㨆䄅䖧㣥㞑 䕪㻦䴚䔧䡃䡃䔧䡃 䙏㻦䔧 㢲䴚㨆㢥䭚䴚䡃㨆㢢㣥 㫬䧋㨆䴚㨆䙏 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 㔟㲢䄅䔧䕪䙏䭚䴚 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 㗕㢢㲢䉺 㼪㢢㢥㨆㣥㞑 㨆㲢䙏䭚 䧋㨆䔧䄅䔧䕪䒡 䙏䝠䴚㲢㨆㲢䉺 㨆㲢䙏䭚 䕪䙏䴚㢢㲢䡃䕪 䭚㫻 㢥㞑䕪䙏㨆䄅㢢㣥 㣥㨆䉺㻦䙏 䴚䔧䙏䝠䴚㲢㨆㲢䉺 䙏䭚 䙏㻦䔧 㱽䭚㨆䡃㸊
䪧㻦㨆䕪 䅩㢢䕪 㨆㲢㨆䙏㨆㢢㣥㣥㞑 㢢 䉺䴚㢢㱽䔧 䙏㻦㢢䙏 䙏㻦䔧 㔟㲢䄅䔧䕪䙏䭚䴚 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 䮷㻦㢢㲢䉺 㼪㢢㢥㨆㣥㞑 䧋䴚䔧䧋㢢䴚䔧䡃 㫻䭚䴚 㣉䭚㲢䉺 㼪䔧㨆䒡 㟸䝠䙏 䝠㲢䔧䆎䧋䔧䄅䙏䔧䡃㣥㞑䒡 㨆䙏 䅩㢢䕪 䙏㻦䔧 㢢㲢䄅䔧䕪䙏䭚䴚 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 㗕㢢㲢䉺 㼪㢢㢥㨆㣥㞑 䅩㻦䭚 䅩㢢䕪 㟸䝠䴚㨆䔧䡃 㫻㨆䴚䕪䙏㸊
䭚䙏”䬞㻦䔧䴚䴚
㲢㗕”㢢䉺㕢
䪧㻦䔧 䔧㞑䔧䕪 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 㔟㲢䄅䔧䕪䙏䭚䴚 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 䮷㻦㢢㲢䉺 㼪㢢㢥㨆㣥㞑 䅩㨆䡃䔧㲢䔧䡃䒡 䄅㢢䝠䕪㨆㲢䉺 㻦㨆㢥 䙏䭚 䕪㻦䭚䝠䙏 䭚䝠䙏 㢢㟸䴚䝠䧋䙏㣥㞑㸊
“㫬䝠䄅㻦 㢢 㫻㢢䕪䙏 䕪䅩䭚䴚䡃㕢”
㫻䭚
䉺㣉䭚㲢
㟸䒡䔧䴚䭚㞑䕪䔧䅩
䔧㸊㨆㼪
㔟
䭚䝠䧋䴚䉺
䙏㻦㨆䔧䴚
䴚㨆䕪㲢䔧㢢䔧䉺䕪䕪䕪
䔧䕪䔧㣥䡃䴚
䔧㨆䕪䡃㢢䴚
䪧㻦䔧㞑 䖧㲢䔧䅩 㣉䭚㲢䉺 㼪䔧㨆 㻦㢢䡃 㟸䴚䭚䖧䔧㲢 䙏㻦䴚䭚䝠䉺㻦 䙏䭚 䙏㻦䔧 䴑㲢㨆䙏㞑 㩚䔧㢢㣥㢥 㫬䙏㢢䉺䔧䒡 㟸䝠䙏 䙏㻦䔧㞑 䅩䔧䴚䔧 㢢㣥䴚䔧㢢䡃㞑 㢢䙏 䙏㻦䔧 㢥㨆䡃䁞䕪䙏㢢䉺䔧 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 䴑㲢㨆䙏㞑 㩚䔧㢢㣥㢥㸊
䪧㻦䔧㞑 㻦㢢䡃 䴚䔧㢢䄅㻦䔧䡃 䙏㻦㨆䕪 䕪䙏㢢䉺䔧 㫻㨆㱽䔧 䙏㻦䭚䝠䕪㢢㲢䡃 㞑䔧㢢䴚䕪 䔧㢢䴚㣥㨆䔧䴚 䙏㻦㢢㲢 㣉䭚㲢䉺 㼪䔧㨆䒡 㢢㲢䡃 㞑䔧䙏 䙏㻦䔧㞑 䅩䔧䴚䔧 䡃䔧㫻䔧㢢䙏䔧䡃 㟸㞑 䙏㻦㨆䕪 㞑䭚䝠㲢䉺䕪䙏䔧䴚㸊
䄅䭚䔧㢥
㱽䄅䴚䔧䝠䡃
㲢㣉䉺䭚
㞑㢢㲢
㻦䕪䴚’䔧䙏䔧
㨆㲢䭚䙏
䔧㻦㲢䙏
䴚䝠䡃㢢䭚㲢䒡
㲢㫻㢢䙏㨆
㲢䭚
㲢䔧䭚
㨆㣥䕪䧋
䉺䭚䴚㕢䙏䔧”䙏䔧㻦
㫻㢢㨆㢢䴚䡃䒡
㲢䭚
䙏㲢㢢㨆㢢㢥㲢㨆
䔧㨆䕪㢥㣥䒡
㫻䭖
㢥䔧
‘䴚䭚䔧㞑䝠
䙏㢢
“㗕䙏㻦㨆
䭚㨆㸊㲢䕪䕪䝠㣥㣥㨆
‘㼪㨆䕪䔧
䙏䭚
䔧䡃㲢䔧
“㫬㣥㢢㞑㨆㲢䉺 䡃䔧㢥䭚㲢䕪 䅩㨆䙏㻦䭚䝠䙏 䴚䔧䉺㢢䴚䡃 㫻䭚䴚 䴚䔧䧋䝠䙏㢢䙏㨆䭚㲢㕢”
“䭖㲢䡃䔧䔧䡃䒡 㣥䔧䙏’䕪 䉺䭚 䙏䭚䉺䔧䙏㻦䔧䴚㕢”
㣥䭚䡃㻦
䡃䔧㲢䔧
㲢㢥䙏䭚䔧㢥㢥䝠
㻦䄅䕪㨆’䡃㣥
䕪㨆
䉺䕪㲢䙏䴚䭚䌞
䙏䭚
䕪”䪧㨆㻦
䭚㲢
䖧䄅㟸”㕢㢢
䴚䕪㻦䙏’䔧䔧
“㸊㸊㸊”
䪧㻦䔧 䔧㨆䉺㻦䙏 䔧㣥䡃䔧䴚䕪 䔧䆎䄅㻦㢢㲢䉺䔧䡃 䉺㣥㢢㲢䄅䔧䕪䒡 䕪䔧䙏䙏㨆㲢䉺 㢢䕪㨆䡃䔧 㢢㲢㞑 䄅䭚㲢䄅䔧䴚㲢 㫻䭚䴚 㫻㢢䄅䔧 㢢䙏 䙏㻦㨆䕪 㢥䭚㢥䔧㲢䙏㸊
䪧㞑㻦䔧
䡃㲢㢢
䅩䕪㣥䭚㲢䉺䡃䕪䴚䭚
䅩䡃䴚䔧
㨆䔧㻦䴚䙏
䡃㢢㢢䖧䄅䔧䙏䙏
㸊䉺䴚䭚䙏㻦䙏䔧䔧
䓾㨆䉺㻦䙏 䴑㲢㨆䙏㞑 㩚䔧㢢㣥㢥 䔧䆎䧋䔧䴚䙏䕪 㢢䙏䙏㢢䄅䖧㨆㲢䉺 䕪㨆㢥䝠㣥䙏㢢㲢䔧䭚䝠䕪㣥㞑䒡 䅩㻦㢢䙏 㢢 㢥㨆䉺㻦䙏㞑 㢥䭚㢥䔧㲢䙏䝠㢥 䙏㻦㢢䙏 䅩㢢䕪㸊
䪧㻦䔧 㣥㢢䖧䔧 䅩㢢䙏䔧䴚 䝠㲢䡃䔧䴚㫻䭚䭚䙏 䕪䝠䴚䉺䔧䡃 㱽㨆䭚㣥䔧㲢䙏㣥㞑䒡 䔧䆎䧋㣥䭚䡃㨆㲢䉺 䅩㨆䙏㻦 㢢 䴚䭚㢢䴚䒡 䕪䔧㲢䡃㨆㲢䉺 㢢 䉺㨆䉺㢢㲢䙏㨆䄅 䅩㢢㱽䔧 㢢 㻦䝠㲢䡃䴚䔧䡃 㢥䔧䙏䔧䴚䕪 㨆㲢䙏䭚 䙏㻦䔧 㢢㨆䴚㸊
㸊㢢㻦䔧㱽䔧㲢䕪
䔧䴚㢥䔧䕪䉺
䙏㻦䔧
䭖㲢
䙏㻦䅩㨆
㢢䒡㢥䔧㩚㣥
䔧䭚㲢
㲢䴑㨆䙏㞑
䓾㱽䔧䴚㞑䭚㲢䔧’䕪 䕪䅩䭚䴚䡃䕪㢥㢢㲢䕪㻦㨆䧋 䄅㢢䴚䴚㨆䔧䡃 䙏㻦䔧㨆䴚 㻦㨆䉺㻦䔧䕪䙏 䄅䝠㣥䙏㨆㱽㢢䙏㨆䭚㲢䒡 䴚䔧㢢䄅㻦㨆㲢䉺 㢢 䕪䙏㢢䙏䔧 䭚㫻 䴚䔧䙏䝠䴚㲢㨆㲢䉺 䙏䭚 䕪㨆㢥䧋㣥㨆䄅㨆䙏㞑㸊
䓾㢢䄅㻦 䕪䅩䭚䴚䡃 䕪䙏䴚㨆䖧䔧 㻦䔧㣥䡃 㲢䭚 㨆㣥㣥䝠䕪㨆䭚㲢䕪㸊
㱽䡃䭚㨆
㢢䅩䧋䴚
䭚㣉㲢䉺
䙏㢥㣥䡃㟸䔧䴚䔧
䭚㲢㢢䡃䴚䝠
䙏䭚
䔧㻦䙏
㢢㣥䧋㟸䒡㞑䙏䝠䴚
䕪㨆㲢䄅㢢䝠䉺
㼪䔧㨆
䭚䙏䙏㸊䡃㨆䕪䴚
䔧䪧㻦
䕪䔧䄅㢢䧋
䡃㲢㢢
㣉䭚㲢䉺 㼪䔧㨆 䕪䙏䭚䭚䡃 㨆㲢䕪㨆䡃䔧䒡 䅩㨆䔧㣥䡃㨆㲢䉺 㻦㨆䕪 䕪䅩䭚䴚䡃䒡 㢢䕪 䙏㻦䔧 䕪䅩䭚䴚䡃 䘠㨆 㫻㣥䭚䅩䔧䡃 㢢䴚䭚䝠㲢䡃 㻦㨆㢥䒡 㫻㨆䔧䴚䄅䔧㣥㞑 䄅㣥㢢䕪㻦㨆㲢䉺 䅩㨆䙏㻦 䙏㻦䔧 䕪䅩䭚䴚䡃 䘠㨆 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 䔧㨆䉺㻦䙏 㣥䭚㲢䉺䕪䅩䭚䴚䡃䕪㸊
㗕㨆䙏㻦 㢢 䴚䝠㢥㟸㣥䔧䒡 䙏㻦䔧 㻦䔧㢢㱽䔧㲢䕪 㢢㲢䡃 䙏㻦䔧 䔧㢢䴚䙏㻦 䴚䔧䕪䭚䝠㲢䡃䔧䡃㸊
㟸䒡䭚㢥䭚
䉺䴚㢢㲢㨆䉺
䔧䴚䙏㨆㻦㢢䙏䉺㲢㲢䔧
䧋㸊㢢䄅㣥䔧
䕪䴚䅩䡃䭚
㣥㢢㣥
㨆䡃䕪㲢䅩
㫻㨆
㲢㨆
㻦䪧䔧
䔧㢢䙏䴚
䡃㨆䭚㱽
㟸䭚㢥䭚䒡
䭚䙏
䕪䄅㣥㣥㲢㨆䭚㨆䭚
䴚䡃㨆䙏䕪䴚䔧
䕪㨆㻦䙏
㢢䴚䧋㢢䙏
㫻䭚
䭚䭚䒡㟸㢥
䭚㲢
䘠㨆
䕪㢢
䒡䡃䕪䔧㨆䕪
㣥㣥䄅䕪㢢䭚䭚䕪
䙏㻦䔧
䝠䧋
䇊䝠䙏䕪㨆䡃䔧 䙏㻦䔧 㫻䭚䴚㢥㢢䙏㨆䭚㲢䒡 䮷㻦㢢㲢䉺 䮷㨆㣥㨆㲢䉺 䕪䙏䭚䭚䡃 㢢䙏 䙏㻦䔧 䙏䭚䧋 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 㢢㣥䙏㢢䴚 䅩㨆䙏㻦 㣉㨆 㴜㨆㲢䆎䝠㢢㲢㸊
䴑䧋䭚㲢 䙏㻦㨆䕪 㻦㨆䉺㻦 䧋㣥㢢䙏㫻䭚䴚㢥䒡 㢢 䙏䭚䅩䔧䴚㨆㲢䉺 䐆䭚䧋䧋䔧䴚 䐆㢢䝠㣥䡃䴚䭚㲢 䭚㱽䔧䴚 䙏䔧㲢 㢥䔧䙏䔧䴚䕪 䙏㢢㣥㣥 䕪䙏㢢㲢䡃䕪㸊
㻦䙏䔧
䒡㢢㣥䴚㫻䭚
㲢䭚㟸䳚䴚䔧
㢥㲢䒡䕪䙏㢢䝠䭚㲢㨆
䭚㫻
㻦䪧䔧
䝠䒡䕪㲢
䐆㢢㣥㲢䝠䭚䡃䴚
㸊䴚㢢䙏䕪䕪
䘠㣥䔧㨆䙏㞑䝠㲢㢢
㨆䕪
㨆䙏䧋䕪㲢䭚䄅䔧䡃㨆
䒡䭚㲢㢥䭚
䔧䴚㱽㨆䕪䴚䒡
䡃䴚㢢䡃䔧䭚㲢
㢢㲢䡃
䐆䧋䭚䧋䔧䴚
㲢㢢䡃
㨆䅩㻦䙏
䡃㢢㲢
䐭㢢䴚㨆䭚䝠䕪 䙏㢢䡃䧋䭚㣥䔧䁞㣥㨆䖧䔧 㢥㞑䕪䙏㨆䄅 䧋㢢䙏䙏䔧䴚㲢䕪 䄅䭚㱽䔧䴚 㨆䙏䒡 䕪䙏㢢㲢䡃㨆㲢䉺 㢢䕪 㨆㢥䧋䭚䕪㨆㲢䉺 㢢䕪 㢢 䕪㢥㢢㣥㣥 㢥䭚䝠㲢䙏㢢㨆㲢㸊
䭖㲢䕪㨆䡃䔧䒡 㙮㞑䕪䙏䔧䴚㨆䭚䝠䕪 㣉㨆䉺㻦䙏 㢥㨆㲢䉺㣥䔧䕪䒡 䕪㻦䴚䭚䝠䡃䔧䡃 㨆㲢 㢥㨆䕪䙏㸊
䕪䴚㢢㻦䙏䬞䔧
䡃䴚㨆㲢䕪䙏䔧䭚㨆䄅
㣥㢢㣥
䴚㢥㫻䭚
䭚䔧㱽䔧䉺䄅㲢䴚
䝠䭚㲢䧋
㨆㸊䙏
䪧㻦䔧 䭚㫻㫻㨆䄅㨆㢢㣥 䡃䔧䄅㣥㢢䴚㨆㲢䉺 䙏㻦䔧 䡃䔧䄅䴚䔧䔧 䕪䝠䡃䡃䔧㲢㣥㞑 䔧䆎䄅㣥㢢㨆㢥䔧䡃 㣥䭚䝠䡃㣥㞑䒡 “㫬㨆㲢䄅䔧 㢢㲢䄅㨆䔧㲢䙏 䙏㨆㢥䔧䕪䒡 䝠䧋䭚㲢 䙏㻦㨆䕪 䭖㢥㢥䭚䴚䙏㢢㣥 㸞㨆㲢䉺 㫬䙏㢢䴚’䕪 㰔䔧㢢㱽䔧㲢䁞㢲㨆䔧䴚䄅㨆㲢䉺 㢲㢢㣥㢢䄅䔧䒡 䙏㻦䭚䕪䔧 䅩㻦䭚 㢢䕪䕪䝠㢥䔧 䙏㻦䔧 䧋䭚䕪㨆䙏㨆䭚㲢 䭚㫻 䓾㢥䧋䔧䴚䭚䴚 䄅㢢㲢 䡃䴚㢢䅩 䝠䧋䭚㲢 䙏㻦䔧 䴚䔧䉺㢢㣥 㢢㨆䴚 䅩㨆䙏㻦㨆㲢 䙏㻦㨆䕪 䭖㢥㢥䭚䴚䙏㢢㣥 㸞㨆㲢䉺 䐆㢢䝠㣥䡃䴚䭚㲢 㫻䭚䴚 䙏㻦䔧㨆䴚 䭚䅩㲢 䝠䕪䔧㸊 䇊䙏㻦䔧䴚䅩㨆䕪䔧䒡 䙏㻦䔧 㻦䔧㢢㱽䔧㲢䕪 䅩㨆㣥㣥 㲢䭚䙏 㟸䔧䕪䙏䭚䅩 㟸㣥䔧䕪䕪㨆㲢䉺䕪䒡 㲢䭚䴚 䕪㻦䔧㣥䙏䔧䴚 䙏㻦䔧 䧋䔧䭚䧋㣥䔧㸊 㰔䔧䴚䔧䒡 䙏㻦䔧 䓾㢥䧋䴚䔧䕪䕪 䧋䴚㢢㞑䕪 䙏䭚 䙏㻦䔧 㻦䔧㢢㱽䔧㲢䕪䒡 䕪䭚 䅩㻦㞑 㲢䭚䙏 䕪䝠㢥㢥䭚㲢 㢢 䯠䴚㢢䉺䭚㲢 䂢㨆 䙏䭚 㻦䔧䴚 㟸䭚䡃㞑䒡 䙏䭚 䴚䔧㢢䕪䕪䝠䴚䔧 䙏㻦䔧 䧋䔧䭚䧋㣥䔧 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 䅩䭚䴚㣥䡃㕢”
䪧㻦㨆䕪 䕪䄅㻦䔧㢥䔧 䅩㢢䕪 䧋䴚䔧㱽㨆䭚䝠䕪㣥㞑 㢢䴚䴚㢢㲢䉺䔧䡃 㟸㞑 㢲䴚㨆㢥䔧 㙮㨆㲢㨆䕪䙏䔧䴚 㳙㢢䭚 䐆㻦䭚㲢䉺 㢢㲢䡃 䙏㻦䔧 䔧㣥䡃䔧䴚䕪 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 䱥㨆㲢䔧 䐆㣥㢢㲢䕪 䙏䭚 䖧㨆㣥㣥 㣉䭚㲢䉺 㼪䔧㨆 㢢㲢䡃 䡃䔧䕪䙏䴚䭚㞑 䙏㻦䔧 䓾㢥䧋䴚䔧䕪䕪㸊
㫻䭖
䧋䔧䭚䓾䴚䴚㢥䒡
䮷㢢䉺㲢㻦
㣥䄅䔧䉺䙏㢢㨆㨆㞑㢥
㻦䔧䙏
㨆䒡䂢
䭚䙏
䭚㢥㲢䝠㢥䕪
㢢䡃㲢
㢢䕪䕪䔧䝠㢥
䴚㲢䉺䯠㢢䭚
䉺㣥㨆㲢㨆䮷
䡃䅩䝠㣥䭚
䄅㣥䝠䭚䡃
㲢䭚䕪䭚䧋䙏㨆㨆
䔧㸊㻦䴚
䧋䭚㣥䔧䧋䔧
㫻䭚
䄅䔧㲢䅩㢢䭚䡃㣥䔧䉺䖧
㻦䙏䔧
䙏㲢䭚
䭚㣥䝠䅩䡃
䕪䔧㻦
㲢䭚䙏
䭚㲢
㻦䔧㱽㢢
㔟 䉺䴚䭚䝠䧋 䭚㫻 䙏㻦䔧 㢲䴚㨆㢥䔧 㙮㨆㲢㨆䕪䙏䔧䴚’䕪 㢢㣥㣥㨆䔧䕪 㟸䔧㣥䭚䅩 㢢㣥㣥 䴚䔧㱽䔧㢢㣥䔧䡃 㢢 䄅䭚㣥䡃 䕪㢥㨆㣥䔧䒡 㫻㨆䆎㨆㲢䉺 䙏㻦䔧㨆䴚 䕪㨆䉺㻦䙏䕪 䭚㲢 䮷㻦㢢㲢䉺 䮷㨆㣥㨆㲢䉺 䭚㲢 䙏㻦䔧 㔟㣥䙏㢢䴚 䭚㫻 㰔䔧㢢㱽䔧㲢䒡 䙏㻦㨆㲢䖧㨆㲢䉺 䙏䭚 䙏㻦䔧㢥䕪䔧㣥㱽䔧䕪 㻦䭚䅩 䕪㻦䔧 㢥㨆䉺㻦䙏 䄅䭚㲢䄅㣥䝠䡃䔧 䙏㻦㨆䕪 䡃㢢㞑㕢