mtl008 Chapter 430 Tips
Chapter 430 Tips
"You don't know how to appreciate my kindness..." Wei Liang muttered to himself, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his cloudy eyes, "Then it's not my fault."
Since they refuse to cooperate and are determined to destroy everything he has, don't blame him for being cruel!
These ignorant outsiders were just the right thing to sacrifice to He Bo in exchange for the "peace" of Xiangsheng City and for Wei Liang's continued freedom! This was his "loyalty" to the national teacher and to consolidate his position, and it was also his only way to preserve his own glory and life!
To exchange their lives for his own safety, this deal seemed natural to Wei Liang.
He dragged his heavy steps to the high battlements of the palace wall, and the cold wind blew the damp smell of rain in his face.
Looking down, the Xiangsheng River, which surrounds Xiangsheng City and nourishes and devours countless lives, is surging and rolling under the lead-gray sky.
It was a big river, surging and rolling. The turbid river water rolled up white waves, like a restless python, constantly hitting the embankment.
The night wind lifted up the hem of his dragon robe, and in a trance he felt as if the hem of his robe had turned into chains, dragging up millions of wronged souls from the bottom of the river.
The river waves were surging, and the turbid water surface reflected the light from the sky, and also reflected the deep fear that could not be concealed in Wei Liang's eyes - it was the fear of the devastating flood that came from the bone marrow.
At the same time, there was also a trace of morbid excitement - that was the pleasure of completely eliminating the threat and exchanging other people's lives for one's own safety.
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On this side, Lu Wensheng, who was waiting for things to develop, still went to the Hanlin Academy to report for duty as usual. He seemed calm and composed in the face of the impending storm.
The unique scent of ink and old paper from the Hanlin Academy lingered in the air, and the light filtering through the carved window lattices was filtered by the thick clouds, making it seem a little gloomy.
In this small piece of land that symbolizes the pure cultural heritage, there lives an alien who is difficult for Lu Wensheng to understand - Xie Qingwu.
This fellow, nicknamed "the devil", lives a more leisurely life than the old cat basking in the sun outside the Hanlin Academy.
He comes to work on time every day, slowly grinding ink, and can while away most of the day reading a book. Occasionally, he stares at the sparrows flying on the branches outside the window. His leisurely mood is incompatible with the slightly tense atmosphere of the Hanlin Academy, and he seems completely indifferent to the turbulent situation around him.
Lu Wensheng didn't quite understand Xie Qingwu. He said that there was a demonic aura about him, which was vague, deep and unfathomable. He was indifferent to outsiders like them - to be more precise, he seemed to be more interested in him, like a child who had discovered a new and interesting toy.
The other party seemed certain that Lu Wensheng had already seen through him, so he didn't even bother to maintain that careless disguise.
The stickiness was exposed, and he even came up to him directly. A pair of seemingly clear but bottomless eyes stared at Lu Wensheng and asked him, "Brother Lu, what kind of person do you think is better to be?" The tone was filled with a strange, almost naive desire to explore.
Lu Wensheng: “…” You don’t even want to act anymore?
This "interest" directly turned into sticky gazes and close following, and even evolved into ridiculous imitations.
I don't know when it started, but Xie Qingwu's clothes changed into a robe that was almost exactly the same as the one he was wearing today, even the style of the jade belt around his waist was deliberately imitated.
When the two stood together organizing files, colleagues who didn't know the truth joked that from a distance they looked like twins.
Xie Qingwu was not annoyed after hearing this. Instead, he smiled as if he had received some kind of praise.
There was an almost childlike innocent inquiry in his eyes, which was completely different from that handsome and enchanting face. He insisted on wearing this "twin" outfit before he was willing to go out.
Whatever Lu Wensheng does, Xie Qingwu has to follow suit.
When Lu Wensheng was writing memorials, he would spread out rice paper beside him and copy his handwriting; when Lu Wensheng was sorting out documents, he would also fiddle with his pile of old books, which he had only a few of; when Lu Wensheng was concentrating on thinking outside the window, he would also prop up his chin and look at the same gray sky, as if he wanted to see a flower in the clouds.
The persistent and ignorant look of the scholar made Lu Wensheng's forehead veins throb.
That day, Xie Qingwu came over again with his face, which was almost a mirror image of Lu Wensheng, wearing the same gown as Lu Wensheng. Lu Wensheng finally couldn't help it, put down his pen, rubbed his temples, and looked at him as if he was looking at a rare animal: "Brother Xie, did you know? The cloned sheep Dolly only lived for six years."
Xie Qingwu was stunned by these nonsensical words. Xie Qingwu really didn't understand. He tilted his head, his thick eyelashes fluttered, and a few strands of hair fell in front of his forehead. There was a confusion in his eyes that was completely different from his handsome face. There was genuine confusion in his eyes.
"Is it considered a short life? ...What is a cloned sheep? Dolly? What a weird name."
He frowned, as if trying to understand this obscure metaphor from another world. His pure curiosity almost diluted the subtle demonic aura around him.
Just when Lu Wensheng was thinking about how to explain "independent personality" and "refusal to imitate" to this "devil" with unconventional thinking, Chen Bangyan, who was always smiling and seemed to have no idea of sorrow, stumbled into the duty room with a pale face.
His face was pale, with fine beads of cold sweat on his forehead. His eyes, which usually always showed a smile, were now filled with panic, and his breathing was so rapid as if he had just run ten miles.
His steps felt as if he was walking on cotton, and there was a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead.
His face, which usually always had a gentle smile, now only had a kind of almost terrifying seriousness that Lu Wensheng had never seen before. His eyes scanned the duty room in panic, and finally, as if he was grasping at a life-saving straw, he stared at Lu Wensheng.
Looking at Chen Bangyan's hesitant look, with a smile that was so forced that it was almost distorted, Lu Wensheng knew in his heart - something had happened, and it was most likely related to him.
“Lu, Brother Lu…” Chen Bangyan’s voice was dry and trembling. He managed to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying, but his eyes were dodging and he didn’t dare to look directly at Lu Wensheng. “Your princess… asked someone to tell you to go back quickly!”
When the colleagues around heard this, they just thought that the princess's mansion came to "check on them" again, and they all showed tacitly ambiguous smiles on their faces, with an expression of "as expected". They all put down the work in their hands and started to make envious jokes.
"Tsk tsk, Her Highness the Princess really can't bear to be away from Lord Lu for even a moment..."
"Brother Lu is so lucky. He has already controlled Her Royal Highness the Princess so tightly before they even got married."
"It looks like our wedding day is just around the corner!"
The duty room was filled with a relaxed and teasing atmosphere for a moment. Amid the noise, Lu Wensheng clearly caught the anxiety and fear that was almost overflowing from the depths of Chen Bangyan's eyes.
He knew very well that Liu Jiqian would never send anyone to the Hanlin Academy to disturb his official duties at this sensitive moment. This was just an excuse Chen Bangyan found in desperation to create an opportunity for the two of them to talk alone.
There must be a deeper meaning behind Chen Bangyan's action, and it must be an urgent matter that must be avoided from the public.