Chapter 539: Huo Yaoxing, Knock on Him
Many people in the capital were waiting to see his fun, so they followed him in their carriages all the way to Dazhao Temple.
Of course, Wen Yan’s encouragement was also indispensable.
That day, they spent the night at the foot of the mountain.
The next morning.
Huo Yaoxing, dressed in plain clothes, began to kowtow as he went up the mountain.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Huo Yaoxing knelt down, kowtowed, stood up and walked forward.
I kowtowed more than ten times in a row.
Suddenly, someone in the crowd following behind muttered loudly, "Why is there no sound when he kowtows? Did he kowtow on the back of his hand?"
Then, more people came closer to watch, as if they were monitoring something.
Huo Yaoxing's face turned ashen.
The next time he kowtowed, he didn't dare to play any tricks. He kowtowed on the stone steps with all his might, and made sure to make a sound.
'Bang, bang, bang!'
Less than halfway through the journey.
Huo Yaoxing, whose body was drained by Jiang Rouer, began to feel dizzy and looked like he would faint at any moment.
Wen Yan had already placed people among the crowd.
Whenever Huo Yaoxing was about to faint, he would shout, "Is Master Huo about to faint?
No way, it's less than half, no decent man would faint!"
"It's okay, it's okay. I brought a dog with me. If Master Huo faints, I can let my dog wake him up."
Huo Yaoxing: “…”
Others: “…”
Huo Yaoxing, who had already started rolling his eyes, had no choice but to give up the idea of pretending to be faint, and climbed to the top of the mountain, bowing his head every three steps.
At this time, Huo Yaoxing was so tired that his legs were trembling, his face was pale, and his forehead was red, swollen and broken, with blood oozing out. He looked quite scary.
Upon seeing this, the people arranged by Wen Yan quietly retreated down the mountain, hiding their achievements and fame.
Huo Yaoxing forced himself to go to Dazhao Temple to ask for a peace talisman, and then he went down the mountain in a sedan chair carried by two people.
At this point, Huo Yaoxing’s character as a loving husband was completely established.
However, a few days later, when Wen Yan was checking the accounts at Yidianmo, Huo Yaoxing blocked her on the second floor.
He handed a peace amulet to Wen Yan: "Peace amulet, I asked for it specially for you."
Wen Yan glanced down at the amulet and didn't take it. "You're trying to trick me with something you prayed for someone else? You're still so good at having two fishes at once."
Huo Yaoxing was upset: "So what do you want?"
Wen Yan didn't say anything, pushed him away and went downstairs.
Huo Yaoxing could only punch the air hard, gritting his teeth and saying, "You don't know what's good for you!"
But he had to speed up.
With less than two years until the next provincial examination, he had to become Ji Shanzhang's apprentice as soon as possible so that he would have more time to receive guidance.
**
Time flies.
In the blink of an eye, it was the early twelfth lunar month.
The Meng family returned to Beijing together.
In addition to General Meng, his wife, Meng Xiyan, and their young son.
General Meng was respected by the people of Dayong. On the day they returned, people from the capital and its surrounding areas lined the streets to welcome them.
Wen Yan also wanted to go to the city gate to greet him.
But before that, she wanted to take advantage of the chaos to meet someone first.
She asked for a private room in a teahouse on the street.
Not long after, the door of the private room was pushed open from the outside.
Jing Mingmei walked in hurriedly, picked up Wen Yan's teacup and drank it in one gulp.
"What did you do? You got yourself into this state!" Wen Yan filled her teapot.
She simply took the teacup and drank it.
After she finished all the tea, she finally recovered and slumped in her chair. "Every year, someone from the Meng family returns to Beijing. Why is there always such a huge crowd? I was almost deformed by the crowd on the street just now."
Jing Mingmei was indeed in a mess.
The bun and hairpin on the head are crooked.
The shawl also slipped to the elbow.
"Fortunately it's winter, otherwise your makeup would be ruined." Wen Yan joked.
Jing Mingmei smiled and got down to business.
As soon as she opened her mouth, she revealed shocking news: "Wen Ruyue is dying."
Wen Yan's expression was calm: "How serious is it?"
"It's only been a few days."
Wen Yan just pulled up the corners of her mouth and smiled.
Jing Mingmei asked, "Why aren't you surprised at all?"
Wen Yan: "Huo Yaoxing poisoned her personally, I guessed it a long time ago."
This time it was Jing Mingmei's turn to be shocked.
Jing Mingmei tsk-tsk'd, "Wen Ruyue was at least his legitimate wife, yet he could do such a cruel thing to her."
However, why does Wen Yan know so clearly?
Jing Mingmei knew that there was a grudge between Wen Yan and Huo Yaoxing, but she was tactful enough not to ask any more questions.
Instead, he asked, "Should we use Wen Ruyue's death to completely bring down Huo Yaoxing?"
Wen Yan shook her head: "He kept it, I still have use for him."
Jing Mingmei hesitated for a moment: "I can't let him affect my son's provincial examination."
Wen Yan reassured her: "Don't worry, he doesn't have that chance anymore. Jiang Rou'er not only drained his body, but also his brain."
His brain is not as sharp as it used to be, and what he writes lacks the spirit of the past.
This is also why Huo Yaoxing is eager to become Master Ji's disciple.
He hoped that with the guidance of Master Ji, he could return to his peak form.
"Okay, I'll believe you again." Jing Mingmei said.
Let’s get down to business.
Jing Mingmei left first.
Wen Yan sat for a while, and then Meng Chifei and Ning Tan came.
They agreed to go outside the city gate to greet the Meng family.
They didn't have to wait for a while before the Meng family's team arrived.
The one walking in front was General Meng.
He is tall and strong, and can punch three adult men with one punch.
His whole body exudes the murderous aura brought about by years of fighting on the battlefield.
Walking side by side with him was his wife.
Madam Bai was also wearing armor and carrying a spear. She looked majestic and her aura was no less than that of General Meng.
However, the couple's rough skin, thin cheeks, and chapped lips were enough to show that their life in the northern border was not easy.
Then came Meng Xiyan.
The youngest son of the Meng family rode a horse and followed his brother obediently.
As soon as Meng Xiyan appeared, the women on the roadside screamed and exclaimed.
For a moment, flowers and candies were thrown at him.
Someone shouted, "Look, General Meng's face is disfigured."
The people who were throwing flowers and offering fruits stopped.
They all couldn't believe that Meng Xiyan's handsome face was ruined like this.
Some people even cried out loud.
Meng Chifei looked incredulous: "They are exaggerating too much. It's just a few scars on the face. They make it seem like they've met a scumbag."
Only then did Wen Yan see Meng Xiyan's face clearly.
On his left cheek, there was a scar running from his cheekbone to the corner of his mouth, twisted like a centipede.
"The scar is so long!" Wen Yan said.
What a pity, his handsome face, second only to Ying Zhilin's, was ruined like this.
However, with the scar, he looks different.
He is becoming more and more like a god of war.
Ning Tan didn't know what he was thinking about, and sadness appeared in his eyes.
At this time, Meng Xiyan had already arrived in front of the three people.
Meng Xiyan was the first to see Ning Tan.
The two looked at each other.
Meng Xiyan's sharp eyes softened instantly.
Meng Xiyan restrained himself and quickly looked away, saying to Meng Chifei, "Come ride with me, don't delay your visit to the palace."
He then said to Wen Yan, "Please take good care of Miss Ning Tan and send her home safely later."
Wen Yan immediately responded, "Got it! I promise to complete the task."
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