The strange thing is that Hua Chao was not in the store.
Ying Wuji simply went straight to Hua Chao's room and said, "Sister Hua Chao! Why are you so lazy today that you didn't even go to the accounting office!"
"No, nothing!"
Hua Chao wiped the tears from her face and quickly closed the paper in front of her.
Why are your eyes red from crying so early in the morning?
Ying Wuji's heart sank and he hurried over. He found that Hua Chao's eyes were as red as a rabbit's. Although she had wiped away the tears, her light makeup had already been stained, making her gentle face look even more charming.
"What's going on?"
"nothing……"
"Take your hands away and let me see!"
Ying Wuji pointed at the table. At this moment, her hands were pressing down on several half-opened scrolls.
Hua Chao shook her head, but under his gaze, she hesitated and took her hand away.
Ying Wuji opened the scroll and saw a wedding invitation lying quietly on it. On the scroll was a picture of a woman. Although the woman was wearing a coarse linen dress, her appearance was exceptionally bright and charming. The smile on her face was bright and gentle, and her appearance was surprisingly 70% similar to Hua Chao.
"this……"
He roughly knew what was going on, opened the wedding invitation and took a look, and found that it was indeed true.
This wedding invitation was written by Luo Yan himself, saying that on the 25th of this month, which was after the Hundred Family Festival, the wedding would be held in the Prime Minister's Residence, and Hua Wanqiu would be married as his principal wife, and Hua Chao was specially invited to attend.
"Mai Pi! How can this old bitch be so shameless?"
Ying Wuji felt so sick that he wanted to vomit. He felt like this old guy was under a spell. It would be fine if you let down the mother and daughter. If you wanted to win your daughter back, couldn't you just repent sincerely? But you found a young girl and forced your daughter's head to admit that she was her mother's reincarnation?
Although he was tricked by Luo Yan before, Ying Wuji did not have much resentment towards him. After all, they had different positions, and this prime minister had indeed come up with many national policies that benefited the people. At least he was a qualified official.
But now I realize that this person's personal morality is really hard to describe.
Isn't this a pure and innocent man?
He spat, "Luo Ming is such a jerk. On the one hand, he doesn't want to hurt you, but on the other hand, he sends you letters to provoke you. Next time I see him, I'll break his legs and make him my lackey!"
Hua Chao didn't know why, but every time she heard Ying Wuji swearing, the negative emotions in her heart would be relieved a lot: "It wasn't Luo Ming who sent it this time, and I guess he won't send it again in the future."
"He's smart!"
Ying Wuji smiled, picked up a stack of scrolls, and found that there were many portraits of the same woman.
From a bright-eyed girl to a good wife and mother, each one is extremely vivid.
The paper is slightly yellowed, probably because it is quite old.
He couldn't help but feel curious: "Did you draw this?"
Hua Chao shook his head: "It was painted by Luo Yan. Since I moved to Jiangcheng, he would paint a picture and send it to me every year on my mother's death anniversary."
"this……"
Ying Wuji was also confused. These paintings all have both form and spirit, and it can be seen that the painter painted them with deep emotions.
But such a person did such a disgusting thing. What the hell is going on?
He hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Sister Hua Chao, what are you going to do?"
"I'm not going!"
Hua Chao answered decisively.
"Um!"
Ying Wuji nodded heavily, but he was thinking in his heart how to deal with this old bastard Luo Yan. It was not a solution to let him disgust people all the time.
He packed up the portrait and chatted with Hua Chao for a while, making sure she was calm before leaving.
After looking at the time, he saw that there was still some time before noon, so he strolled to the Wu Embassy.
Wu Dan was not depressed because of Li Caitan. Instead, he seemed to be in good spirits. He got up early in the morning to do carpentry work, saying that he wanted to make a giant crossbow for defending the city. He didn't want to give up. He was determined to develop in the Mohist Guild, at least to the middle level, which would be good for both Wu and himself.
Ying Wuji then breathed a sigh of relief, chatted with him for a few words, and then did not disturb him anymore. He just watched him work on his equipment quietly.
In fact, during this period of time, he learned a lot about the Mohist school from Zhai Yun.
Now the members of the Mohist Guild can be roughly divided into three categories.
One type served as officials in the courts of various countries and promoted the Mohist administrative philosophy.
One type travels around doing justice, their main job is to eliminate evil and villains, and their side job is to subdue demons and monsters. However, this side job has never been able to compete with Taoist disciples.
Another category is those who devote themselves to studying various instruments. Some people with profound knowledge are committed to studying the rules of the world. Epistemology, logic, mathematics, geometry... have formed a fairly mature system.
Many of the updates and iterations of Mohist magic were inspired by these places.
Ying Wuji was also thinking about it. Once he settled down in the future, he might be able to develop in this direction. After all, he had learned so much knowledge in his previous life, and it would be a waste if he didn't use it. Maybe he could create a Xianwu Gundam in the future. How cool!
I'll try to do it after the conference is over.
He stretched his muscles and seeing that the sun was approaching due south, he headed straight for Zuixian Tower.
Zuixianlou is a famous restaurant in Jiangcheng, with seven floors, and looks magnificent. Especially during this period, many students from other places came here, and those who have a little financial strength will meet friends here with wine.
It was noon when Ying Wuji arrived, and the Zuixianlou was very lively.
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