In the backyard, there is a stone table and three cups of tea.
Ying Wuji looked at Hua Chao with interest: "Everyone has their own aspirations. I really admire Miss Hua Chao for being determined to escape from the gold and silver devil's cave. But there are many people that Miss Hua Chao can visit before she leaves, so there is no need to come to the embassy of Gan State."
“You have to come!”
What happened last night didn’t seem to leave any shadow on Hua Chao, and she looked at Ying Wuji calmly.
"As long as the murderer is not caught, I will never be completely cleared of suspicion. You are the victim. As long as you don't agree, I will feel uneasy even if I can leave Jiangcheng."
Ying Wuji waved his hand and said, "Last night, Feiyuwei sent someone over to say that they had drawn the murderer's appearance according to your description, and that they had verified that he really existed. You don't need to bother with that, young lady."
In fact, by now, Hua Chao has almost been cleared of suspicion.
Whether it is the prime minister's interests and motives or the portrait of the murderer.
Or maybe it was Mr. Hu mentioned by Hua Chao that proved this point. He was a highly respected court musician who had never had any flaws in his personal morality throughout his life.
What's more, Hua Chao came to say goodbye so frankly.
Ying Wuji has a bad temper, but he won't make things difficult for innocent people.
"Sir, do you really think so?"
Hua Chao raised his head, his expression somewhat moved. Seeing Ying Wuji nod, he finally smiled: "Young Master, if you can think so, then I can leave with peace of mind. But you just gave me the beautiful song, and Hua Chao left Jiangcheng. If you think about it, I really let you down. But you are not a vulgar person. If I give you gold and silver, it will really tarnish your reputation. If you don't mind, you might as well accept this."
As he spoke, he took out a thick booklet from the package.
Ying Wuji was a little annoyed. Who said that I am not a vulgar person? I am in need of money the most, okay? Do you think I am really willing to sell the Xingan jade?
This thing is a treasure that assists in cultivation. Even if I can't use it myself, I can give it to my precious little maid.
But after thinking about it, a singing girl, no matter how rich she is, can't make up the gap of seven thousand taels.
He laughed heartily and said, "That's right! We are all elegant people, we don't like those yellow and white things!"
He took the booklet and found that it was full of music scores and even a lot of drama scripts. He couldn't help but wonder, "What is this..."
Hua Chao's eyes revealed a trace of sadness: "These are all the hard work of my mother. My mother and I have been singers for decades. We have compiled and collected many songs. We have also heard and read many interesting stories and gossips, so we wrote some scripts. It's a pity that they have not been performed in front of people until now.
Young master is also a man of elegance. The song you gave me last night may seem too casual to other literati, but I like it very much.
A sword is given to a hero, and a good song is given to a soulmate. For a talented person like you, perhaps this book is more valuable than gold and silver."
Ying Wuji smacked his lips. If he were a true artist, he would be so moved that his nose would bubble.
What a pity it is not.
However, Hua Chao's kindness still touched him, so he did not refuse too much and directly accepted the booklet.
Then he asked casually, "What is Miss Hua Chao going to do after she leaves Jiangcheng?"
Hua Chao smiled with a hint of anticipation: "I am going to Yicheng. It is not the fiefdom of the Wei family, and the Prime Minister cannot reach there. After I get there, I should open a troupe. Maybe my mother's hard work can be known to the world sooner."
Ying Wuji was surprised and asked, "You want to run a troupe? It will cost a lot of money, right?"
Opera in this world is at most in its infancy, mostly performed among the people. It has no system and no scale, and is still a long way from being integrated into the mainstream culture. This is why the song "Looking into the Window" was criticized by everyone yesterday.
If it was just folk singing, it wouldn't cost much, but he just looked at the booklet and found that the scale of the play was quite large, so the cost of both the venue and the staff would be high. And there would be trial and error, which would cost even more.
Hua Chao smiled and said, "I have saved a lot of money in Jiangcheng over the years. Besides, Yicheng is not like Jiangcheng. What I have saved should be enough."
Ying Wuji subconsciously asked: "How much did you save?"
Hua Chao: "More than nine thousand taels!"
Ying Wuji: “…”
The air fell into silence for a long time.
Ying Wuji never thought that a mere singing girl would have so much savings, while he, a prince of a country...
He took a deep breath and pushed the book back: "Miss Hua Chao! I thought about it. This book is the result of the hard work of both you and your mother. Moreover, it is your mother's relic. It is too valuable. I cannot accept it."
Hua Chao was stunned for a moment: "No, no, no! This is what I copied down last night. You see the ink is not dry yet, so please accept it!"
Ying Wuji shook his head: "No! Absolutely not!"
"If you don't accept it, I will feel guilty."
"Stop feeling guilty! I'm not pretending anymore. I'm telling you I'm just an ordinary person and I need money now."
"ah?"
Hua Chao did not expect Ying Wuji to actually ask for money. She was slightly startled at first, then she smiled softly with her hands covering her mouth, "How much money do you need, sir? As long as it is within my ability..."
Ying Wuji held up three fingers: "Seven thousand taels!"
Hua Chao said subconsciously: "Seven thousand taels is easy to say... What? How much do you want, sir?"
Finally, she lost her composure!
She didn't understand how he could ask for seven thousand taels.
How could such a talented person become so worldly in front of money?
And it seems that he is determined to get the seven thousand taels, but what should I do if I give him the seven thousand taels?
Ying Wuji smiled and said, "Don't worry, young lady! These seven thousand taels are just a loan, and I will definitely pay them back when the time comes. Within two years, I can pay you back eight thousand taels. If you're willing, you can even use this money as an investment. We can start a business together and earn back the money we earned from the troupe. It's just a matter of time."
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