Chapter 494: Huo Yaoxing is still too idle
Although Huo Yaoxing had a good talent for studying, his character was not tolerated by Wutong Academy.
Huo Yaoxing's face flushed red, and his expression kept changing unpredictably. Finally, his expression changed, and he actually used the beauty trap.
"Wen Yan, you don't want to see me without books to read, and you don't want to see me fail the exam again in three years, right?"
Wen Yan thought: I love watching it so much, but I just don’t have the chance.
Wen Yan glanced at him lightly, then said calmly, "Go back and prepare the money and craftsmen for the donation building.
The day the building is completed will be the day I introduce you to it."
After Wen Yan finished speaking, she didn't give Huo Yaoxing any chance to quibble. She whipped the horse whip and the carriage drove out.
The shaft of the carriage even hit Huo Yaoxing.
The black box in Huo Yaoxing's hand fell to the ground, and the cypress chrysanthemum hairpin fell to the ground and was crushed into mud by the wheels.
Wen Yan went all the way back to Huaihua Alley.
Ying Zhilin had already left the government office and returned home.
He was staring at Huang Ying'er in the yard.
Brother Dahu huddled in a corner picking vegetables, not daring to make a sound.
Wen Yan quietly approached Brother Dahu: "Brother Dahu, what's going on?"
Brother Dahu said innocently, “I received the letter today and rushed to the city.
When I returned home with my master, I saw Huang Ying'er lying on the ground in the yard, twisting and turning.
Ying Zhilin shouted, "Monster, show your true form!" and rushed out with a broom.
Although Huang Ying'er was afraid of him, she was not easily frightened.
While running away, he turned back and retorted: "I'm doing yoga to exercise. How did I provoke you? Why are you so crazy?"
"Bah, you are so evil, you are shameless!" Ying Zhilin chased Huang Ying'er, and the whole place was in chaos.
If Brother Dahu hadn't stopped them quickly, the two of them would have been bleeding from their heads.
Wen Yan noticed that Da Hu's way of addressing Ying Zhilin was questionable: "Da Hu, did you just call Ying Zhilin Master?"
Brother Dahu lowered his head in shame: "My mother said that Zhilin is now an official, and it is inappropriate to call him Brother Zhilin. It will affect his official authority.
I changed my tune."
Aunt Liu's concerns are correct.
However, being called "Master" by his good brother who grew up with him must have made Ying Zhilin feel strange.
She thought about it and suggested, "Brother Dahu, let's change his name to Ying Pingshi or Ying Da Ren."
"Oh! I'll listen to my sister-in-law."
Wen Yan smiled at Da Hu Ge and said, "I'll go take Zhi Lin away first, to avoid a real fight later."
Wen Yan walked over.
She grasped Ying Zhilin's hand, slid her small hand into Ying Zhilin's palm, and interlocked her fingers with his.
"Come with me."
Wen Yan pulled him towards the backyard.
Ying Zhilin's anger disappeared immediately, and he was dragged away by Wen Yan without any resistance.
He followed Wen Yan, his cheeks slightly flushed, like a shy young wife.
The big devil left, Huang Ying'er took a deep breath and sat down on the ground.
She couldn't stay in this house for even a day.
Wen Yan dragged the people back to the backyard and said to Ying Zhilin helplessly: "Huang Ying'er is a girl after all, aren't you too harsh on her?"
"I'm not mean to her, you just haven't seen the wicked things she did."
"What did she do? Tell me." Wen Yan asked him.
Ying Zhilin recalled that when he and Brother Dahu came back, Huang Ying'er was lying on the grass mat in the yard, twisting herself into strange shapes, which was really disgraceful and unsightly.
Wen Yan snorted twice: "Everyone has their own opinions. You are reacting so strongly, are you having evil thoughts?"
Ying Zhilin felt that he had been wronged to death, and that he couldn’t clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River: “I’m afraid she will lead you astray.
Even if I become a monk for the rest of my life, I will never have any improper thoughts about her!"
Wen Yan snorted: "If I go and learn a few moves from Huang Ying'er..."
Ying Zhilin's mind suddenly flashed with the image of Wen Yan striking that pose.
A moment.
A warm current rushed into his nose.
"Ying Zhilin, you're bleeding from the nose." Wen Yan quickly covered his nose with a handkerchief, "Hurry and lower your head."
Ying Zhilin's cheeks flushed red, and she obediently followed Wen Yan to the bathroom to wash her nose.
Ying Zhilin looked at the back of her neck sharply: "Why is there blood on your clothes? Are you injured?"
He didn't care about his nosebleed, pulled Wen Yan over, and checked her up and down.
When Ying Zhilin mentioned this, Wen Yan felt a dull pain in her head.
She covered the sore spot and said, "I bumped into something in the carriage today and it seems I got a scratch."
Wen Yan took out a handkerchief from her bag, opened it, and revealed the broken jade hairpin: "The jade hairpin you gave me was broken."
Ying Zhilin didn't care about the broken hairpin at all. He quickly removed the hairpins on her head, pulled out her long hair, and checked it bit by bit.
Soon, he found the injury.
There was actually a wound the size of a fingernail.
"What do you mean by 'scrape'? It's clearly a large wound." Ying Zhilin's eyes instantly turned red. "This driver is terrible. Let's replace him."
Given the situation at that time, it’s no wonder the driver was so angry.
"Someone frightened the horse. It has nothing to do with the driver. He was injured too." Wen Yan said softly, "Instead of punishing a servant, why not help me apply medicine first? I feel a little pain now."
Ying Zhilin sullenly brought the ointment and applied it to her, then asked Wen Yan to change the bloody clothes. He took them silently and went to the yard to clean the blood stains on them.
Wen Yan sat down at the dressing table by the window, spread out paper and pen, and began to write a letter.
The content of the letter is very simple.
Just a few words: Huo Yaoxing has been too idle recently.
Then she sealed the letter.
I'll find someone tomorrow to secretly deliver it to Jing Mingmei.
She provided so much incense to Jing Mingmei, which couldn't be wasted on Marquis Jinping alone.
Good things should be shared between father and son.
Otherwise, her work would be in vain.
When Wen Yan looked up, she saw Ying Zhilin washing clothes outside the house with puffed cheeks, and smiled.
Why is he competing with himself?
It’s so cute!
Wen Yan put down his pen and went out.
Lift Ying Zhilin's chin.
Ying Zhilin looked at her: "What's wrong?"
Wen Yan lowered her head and placed a kiss on his lips: "If you keep sulking, you'll become ugly. You know I care about your face a lot."
This was the first time Wen Yan said so directly that she liked his appearance.
Ying Zhilin was so happy that he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.
At dinner time that day.
Wen Yan deliberately turned the topic to Huang Ying'er: "There are a lot more soldiers and officers on the street today. They seem to be looking for someone."
"Who else can we look for? We're still looking for her!" Ying Zhilin glanced at Huang Ying'er, "The matter of your disappearance has already been reported to the Emperor.
The Acropolis Guards are searching the entire city for you. It's only a matter of time before they find you."
"So fast!" Huang Ying'er was delighted. If she could hold on for two more days, and wait until things got out of control, she would be able to teach the Third Prince a lesson and make him not dare to make any moves against her again.
Huang Ying'er was thinking
The truth has not yet been told to the two.
The two did not ask any further questions.
Just quietly paying attention to Huang Ying'er's every move.
at the same time.
Ji Chengyuan has already investigated the disappearance of Huang Ying'er thoroughly.
After he had organized the evidence, he went straight to the palace and reported the matter to the emperor.
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