The other person raised his face, and the warm yellow lights of the street shone on it. The cold and enamel-like face was like the bright white moonlight.
It's a public loss.
He was dressed in blue, and the wind fluttered his robe, like a piece of frost gathering and scattering.
He looked exactly at where Yu Wensheng was.
From the moment they entered Yongchun, their whereabouts were all in his hands.
Yu Wensheng also looked down at him, and he also looked at Yu Wensheng.
The originally lively market slowly lost its sound, and the lights became increasingly dim, until finally only the dim light leaking from the Jinxing Inn remained.
The fallen leaves were lying on the side, and a tower-like saw led people. The number was hard to estimate. They slowly surrounded Jinxing Inn from the darkness like a black tide.
Wei Yao was at another window, looking sharp.
At the entrance of Jinxing Inn, Xuanwu (A) troops lined up to protect the front. The gold weapons were not unsheathed, and they were on alert and waiting.
The leader was Runtu. With his cold and sharp eyes, he scanned the surrounding crowd. If anyone dared to cross the line, he would massacre them in all directions.
"Yu Wensheng, you are really brave." Gongshu Jiruo sighed.
Yu Wensheng and Liang Zi of the Julu Kingdom are close to each other, and they have a feud with them, the losers of the Beiyuan Kingdom. But when he appears here openly, is he arrogant or confident?
Yu Wensheng tilted his head and smiled. He was casually wearing a robe, his brows were lazy and casual, as if in his eyes, Gong Shu Jiruo's threatening behavior could not move him.
"How can I refuse your kind invitation? After all, I have accepted a huge favor from you." His irony was genuine.
Gongshu's eyes instantly freeze.
He actually described Gong Shu Lan's death as a "favor". Did he think that Gong Shu Lan would give away his Yu Wensheng's life in vain?
But thinking of Gong Shulan's persistence and infatuation, Gongshu suppressed the urge to argue with him, but asked: "Who is Gong Shulan? Do you really don't remember?"
Back then, when Gong Shulan was eight or nine years old, she changed her name to Gong Jinlan and was taken by envoys to the King's Palace in Ye to discuss political affairs. They stayed there for a few months. It was probably at that time that she and Yu Wensheng met. .
Yu Wensheng's smiling lips were slightly raised, and the shadows were as thick as orchids reaching the corners of his eyes. Under the red gauze, his pupils were also glowing red: "Who said I don't remember?"
"Do you remember?" Gongshu Jiruo was stunned.
He said softly: "Isn't it because I was trampled on the ground like a dog by the royal family to pick up food? When she saw me, she threw a bun to me. Later, maybe because she thought I was pitiful, she went to the banquet to , using the power and influence of Gongshujia, she asked Ye State to ask me to go with her to Beiyuan State?"
Even if Gongshu wasn't stupid, he could certainly hear the nonchalance in Yu Wensheng's mouth. Perhaps more accurately, it was full of mockery and disdain.
Indeed, in Gongshu Lan's eyes, she felt that a rewarding, precious, and beautiful past, but in Yu Wensheng's heart, she only felt disgusted and ridiculous.
Being blindly nice to people who are born bad and don't understand emotions will only intensify the deeper malice in their hearts.
"She is sincere to you."
The person is dead, and for the sake of her parents, Gongshu Jiruo can only repay Gongshu Lan's obsession during her lifetime, and tell Yu Wensheng her feelings.
"Maybe, but she is too stupid, and her pity is too self-righteous. What does she think of me? A dog? She feeds me random food, says a few innocuous and nice words to me, and even wants to take me back I should be grateful for her family’s support?”
As if he thought it was so funny, Yu Wensheng couldn't help but throw up his head and laugh. His emotions were erratic. He could be gentle and innocent at one moment, and laugh in a distorted way at the other, making his shoulders tremble with laughter.
Because of her recklessness, King Ye almost thought that he was having an affair with a foreign enemy. There was a secret collusion between the Yuwen family and the public loser. Not to mention the genocide, she still lived a difficult life of survival for several years.
It was good for her, after making a lot of trouble, she just patted her butt and left as if nothing had happened, but left him alone in the purgatory created by King Ye. Her sincerity was really disgusting.
Feeling that the cause and effect had been completely resolved at this point, he could also clear up the relationship for Zheng Quchi and put the blame for the murder on Yu Wensheng. Gongshu Jiruo then relaxed his expression.
Regarding Gong Shulan's death, to be honest, he didn't have a trace of sadness or regret.
He even thought that she was to blame for everything. She couldn't tell whether it was a human or a demon, so she had to mess with Yu Wensheng's cancer.
Anyway, the debt he owed her parents has been repaid in full, so the only thing left is for the loser to seek justice, not for him to just lose.
He said calmly: "The public loser will settle this matter with you. Are you really planning to join the Jichun Craftsmen's Guild when you come to Julu Yongchun this time?"
"What do you think?"
The two of them were having a riddle-like conversation. Others couldn't understand it, but they themselves knew it well.
Gongshu Jiruo was silent for a moment and said, "Where is she?"
Yu Wensheng, who had been looking playful and joking, narrowed his eyes, but then he was surprised and said: "Who? Is there anyone around me, Yu Wensheng, who you need to greet if you are in public?"
Asking knowingly.
As soon as he left, Fu County lost the protection of the iron wall. If Gongshu didn't believe it, he dared to leave Zheng Quchi alone in the crisis-ridden Fu County.
But through this test, he already knew Yu Wensheng's attitude.
"I'm looking forward to tomorrow."
Hope she will show up.
"What a coincidence, I'm looking forward to it too." The smile on Yu Wensheng's face was like sunlight split by black shadows.
I hope you will finally break up completely.
Gongshu Jiruo left with Gongshu's disciples. This time he came, seemingly provocative, but only he knew what he was really thinking.
Or maybe, Yu Wensheng also understands.
After the others left, Yu Wensheng closed the window. At the same time, everyone in Jinxing Inn turned out the lights.
When Gongshu Jiruo appeared just now, he stunned all the irrelevant people and blocked the street. In this vacuum area, only he and Yu Wensheng's people were left.
They talked for so long, but Zheng Quchi never woke up. It wasn't because she was sleeping too deeply, but because Yu Wensheng tapped her sleeping point in advance.
After untying her hole, he lay on his side next to her, his eyes like a poisonous snake choosing people to eat, spitting out a message, as if he was considering whether to bite her or lick her soft and sweet cheek after she fell asleep.
"Why are you recruiting people like this? One Moye is not enough, you have been locked up for an entire autumn, and you have provoked a wild man outside who is giving away Luan bracelets. Now even Gongshu Jiruo has come here specially to clean up your murder of Gongshu in front of Gongshu's disciples. Lan’s suspicion..."
I don’t know how many tricks Gongshu Jiruo did in private to cover up the fact that she personally killed Gongshu Lan. If she knew that Gongshu Jiruo had gone to great lengths for her, would she forgive him for joining forces with Gongshu Lan? , what framed her...
What about him?
He also missed it once, will she choose to forgive him?
Yu Wensheng's breath was filled with coolness, and he whispered softly: "You'd better be fair. If you treat me cruelly, you can't be so tolerant and kind to others. If you don't forgive me, then don't forgive me either. I can slowly be with you." You will fight together until you grow old, but if you are soft-hearted to me for a moment before you die, I will win."
Zheng Quchi seemed to hear someone talking in her ear. She opened her eyes squinting vaguely. She was not awake, but she still barely recognized Yu Wensheng, the person next to her.
"Why haven't you slept yet? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
She always remembered that when he was sick, she stretched out her hand to touch his forehead habitually, and found it was cold.
"The fever seems to have gone away..."
She muttered, squinting her eyes and about to fall asleep, but Yu Wensheng reached out to grab her and hugged her.
"I'm so cold, let's get closer, okay?"
His strength was very light, and he seemed to be hugging her, but his arms were weakly wrapped around her waist. After saying "goodbye", he stared at her, waiting for her response.
Zheng Quchi was terribly sleepy, and she was too lazy to move. The other person was a patient. Anyway, she could hug him across the quilt. As long as he could sleep peacefully, don't disturb her. She would have to "fight" with others tomorrow. .
"Um……"
Her soft hum made Yu Wensheng feel like he was being amnesty. He licked his moist red lips, slowly came closer to her, and held her small body in his arms.
He didn't dare to use force for fear of waking her up, but he didn't use force like before.
He is like a cat that sneaks into bed using its paws while its owner is sleeping, squeezing into her owner's quilt and sleeping peacefully next to her.
——
Before dawn, Zheng Quchi suddenly woke up. As soon as she turned over, she immediately stepped over Yu Wensheng and got out of bed.
She ran to the bronze mirror, leaning left and right, observing her face.
She was afraid that she might have damaged her newly equipped face after sleeping too relaxedly last night.
This face was newly made by Fu Rong last night. Fu Rong said that it can be removed and worn for a long time. She does not have to go to him to repair it after a while. If she wants, she can easily take it off and wear it herself. .
He taught her the method and gave her a bottle of potion. She tried it several times and learned how to remove it and apply it.
Not to mention, up close, this new skin seems to be more delicate and realistic. Fu Rong's craftsmanship is really amazing.
She touched her face and pinched it. After making sure there was nothing wrong, she turned around and saw that Yu Wensheng was still asleep.
What day is it today? You can’t be late because you snooze.
She went to the bedside and called someone: "Yu Wensheng, it's time to get up. We have to get to Yongfeng Mountain early. We also have to climb mountains, cross bridges, and climb ropes. If we are late, we won't be able to get in."
Yu Wensheng had actually woken up long ago, but he insisted on asking her to call him.
He opened his eyes, and his eyes were blurred under the mist. He already had a pair of tender and narrow eyes. If they were born on a woman, they would be so seductive and lingering. Coupled with the phoenix tear mole at the end of his eyes, it would be so charming. He is truly a monster.
But when he smiled, the harmless gentleness in his temperament diluted the evil spirit in his face. The combination of these two contradictions revealed a Yu Wensheng with a normal appearance and a sick heart.
"Are you so anxious to see Gong Sui Ruo?"
She had begun to get used to his out-of-this-world talk: "I'm so anxious because I want to go to the Jichun Craftsmen's Fair to win money."
He remembered the lofty ambitions she had talked about when she was drunk, so he sat up and said, "When you have money, do you plan to sell the Panlong car, and then open a factory called a factory to build cars in large quantities?"
"How do you know?" Zheng Quchi blurted out.
Yu Wensheng said gently: "But Qu Chi, if you don't have my support in Ye country, you may not be able to do anything."
Hey, are you showing off your power to her?
Okay, she was impressed.
Zheng Quchi: "Then I..."
"You want to say that when you make money, you will share it with me?" he said with a smile.
Zheng Quchi nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, yes."
"But I'm not short of money."
Not short of money? Is there anyone in this world who is not short of money?
Zheng Quchi didn't believe it, but everyone said they were not short of money, so she couldn't force others to admit it.
"That……"
Apart from money, she really couldn't think of anything that could persuade him for a while.
He said: "Why don't you come and negotiate terms with me after you have thought about what I want? It's really getting late now. We should set off for Yongfeng Mountain."
——
The Jichun Craftsmen's Guild was held in Yongchun, Julu Kingdom, and the specific venue was Yongfeng Mountain in Yongchun.
Speaking of Yongfeng Mountain, there is a particularly famous temple called Wujue Temple.
It is famous for its danger. If believers want to go up the mountain and visit Wujue Temple to worship and pray for Buddha, they will not be able to reach it without going through a lot of hardships and dangers.
Because there is also a 100-meter-high peak on Yongfeng Mountain, surrounded by cliffs. You have to climb an iron rope to climb it, and Wujue Temple is built on the top of this mountain.
When we first heard that the Jichun Craftsmen's Meeting was held on the top of the mountain, everyone was a little embarrassed...
"There are no roads or roads here. How can we transport our dragon carriage up there?"
"If we use iron ropes to lift it, we are afraid that it will hit the rocks on the cliff and damage the car body. But how can we lift it manually?"
At this time, Zheng Quchi came up with an idea: "This is not difficult. We can first use a wooden frame to protect the whole body, and then wrap the outer layer with cotton wool. In this way, even if there is a collision, the inside will not be easily damaged. But in this case, due to gravity and resistance, it would take about twenty people to pull the car body together."
"We have no shortage of manpower, so let's do this."
Because Yongfeng Mountain is a famous scenic spot nearby, roads have been paved and repaired, and there are many horse-drawn carriages coming and going. They are all dignitaries from Yongchun City who are out for spring outings. In addition, the Jichun Craftsmen's Guild is held, so many outsiders come and go.
But when they get to the Chang Fenglin area, irrelevant people will be blocked.
Except for holding the invitation card from the Jichun Craftsmen Guild, they were able to pass smoothly.
So the next people traveling with Zheng Quchi and the others all looked very simple. There were ethnic groups wearing particularly weird costumes, there were giants with tools hanging all over their bodies, and there was a bird on its shoulder that could flap its wings. Wood machinery...
"I wonder what criteria the Jichun Craftsmen Guild uses to select craftsmen to participate in the competition?" Zheng Quchi asked curiously.
Mu Gaoyi said: "Have you seen those people? They have all demonstrated their craftsmanship to the Jichun Craftsmen Guild in advance. Only after they have been approved will they send invitations."
When Zheng Quchi heard that there was such a process, he asked them: "Then what did we show to get the invitation from the Jichun Craftsmen Guild?"
"This...should be nothing." Shi Hetong recalled.
(End of chapter)
