Chapter 44: Huaying's Identity
Chapter 44
Wenxuan touched his nose and pointed at the guillotine, saying, "It took several people to carry this thing here just now. Ah Si, you are not afraid of being embarrassed because you can't move it, right?"
"Bullshit, how could I not be able to move this thing?" Asi naturally would not show weakness, especially in front of Wenxuan.
When the people around heard Ah Si say this, they all smiled knowingly, knowing that Ah Si was going to fall into his trap again.
The best way to deal with A Si is always to provoke him. No matter how many times you use it, A Si will fall for it.
Wenxuan pretended not to believe it and shook his head, saying, "If it really doesn't work, just let those people move out and take a break. We have been friends for many years and will not let you embarrass yourself."
After saying this, he pretended to be very considerate, patted Ah Si's shoulder, and said, "I understand you." He quickly admitted that he couldn't move it.
Asi was impulsive by nature and could not stand being laughed at by others, especially since he was a well-mannered scholar who was not even capable of tying a chicken.
Just as Ah Si took a step forward and came to the side of the guillotine, he shouted loudly, then held the guillotine with both hands and lifted it up with all his strength. Unexpectedly, the guillotine did not move at all.
Looking at Ah Si again, his face had turned red, and I couldn't tell if it was because of anger or tiredness.
Unexpectedly, the guillotine was so heavy. Liu Hu stretched his neck to see what was inside.
"Boss, this guillotine was given by the late emperor because of Prince An's great military achievements. Later, it came to the First Corps. The entire guillotine is made of black iron, which is extremely hard and heavy as Mount Tai. It is said that even if a person is killed by this guillotine, he will still have his own thoughts and will not feel pain." Zheng Peng saw everyone's curiosity and hurriedly explained the origin of the guillotine to everyone.
Such a large piece of black iron was unbelievable even to Liu Hu, who had seen many rare treasures. Such a secret treasure was actually given to Prince An. How much did the late emperor value Prince An back then?
Why did they attach such importance to it and later determine that Prince An was in rebellion? Why did they not even give Prince An a chance to explain and directly ordered him to be killed? What exactly happened?
Zheng Peng realized that Ah Si might not be able to carry the guillotine, so he shouted to the guards outside the tent, "Ah Si can't carry it anymore, come and help."
"Who said that? I will have a quarrel with whoever comes to help me today. I can do it on my own." After saying that, Ah Si took a deep breath, veins popped out on his hands, and he gritted his teeth and actually picked up the guillotine little by little.
Under normal circumstances, Ah Si would definitely show off his strength to the people around him, but now he could not utter a word. He could only hold his breath and not dare to relax, for fear of falling down by accident.
Ah Si walked towards the dough kneading tent step by step with difficulty, holding the chopper in his arms. With every step, Ah Si felt physically and mentally exhausted, and his internal organs seemed to be baptized.
Moreover, sweat kept coming out of his forehead and dripping down his face bit by bit.
Seeing how difficult it was for Ah Si, Wenxuan felt a little regretful.
It was just a little joke, but I didn't expect that this guillotine had such an experience. If he had known, he would never let Ah Si take the risk.
Luo Fanchen relaxed his head and pretended to look outside. While no one was paying attention, he pointed his left hand at the stone on Asi's body.
Then a stream of energy hit the stone, lifting it up a little. As the energy grew stronger, Luo Fanchen's face became a little ugly.
Fortunately, it was not difficult for the two of them to carry the guillotine, and they brought it into the big tent in a short while.
When Ah Si came back, he swung his arms and said disdainfully, "I thought it was very heavy, but it's just so-so. I couldn't get used to it at first, but then I got used to it and found that it wasn't that heavy."
"Could it be that your cultivation level improved while you were moving this?" Wenxuan didn't understand martial arts, but this was the only explanation that made sense.
Ah Si scratched his big bald head and shook his head, saying, "I don't know the details . I haven't tested my cultivation for a long time."
He doesn't pay much attention to his cultivation. The amount of cultivation is not important to him. As for cultivation, Ah Si believes in letting nature take its course. As long as the opportunity and effort are there, the cultivation will naturally improve.
Luo Fanchen sneered and said, "You are really gifted. You can improve your cultivation by lifting heavy objects. I am also a little bit blinded."
Ah Si thought Luo Fanchen was praising him, so he rubbed his head and said, "I'm not particularly gifted, I'm just a genius at best. Don't be too envious, after all, there aren't that many geniuses."
Luo Fanchen had no intention of continuing the bickering. He rolled his eyes and ignored Asi, quietly waiting for the duel with Luo Chenghui.
Time passed by minute by minute, and no one dared to act rashly, just waiting for Liu Hu's next order.
Wenxuan was the first to be unable to stand. He came to Liu Hu and said, "Boss, can I sit down?"
"Why are you pretending in front of me? If you want to sit down, sit down quickly. Don't be hypocritical with me." Liu Hu looked at Wenxuan impatiently, not knowing what he was up to.
Wenxuan sat on the chair and immediately became more alert. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he whispered in Liu Hu's ear, "I heard that you, Boss, left a girl named Huaying by your side?"
"Yeah!" Liu Hu nodded. After all, he communicated with Wenxuan every day, and the Qingyi Guards were always around Wenxuan to protect him, so it was no exception for him to know the news.
Wenxuan hesitated and said, "Then Boss, what are you going to let her do ? Training in assassination or singing and dancing?"
In the Daqian Empire, some nobles always liked to keep dancers just to please others at critical moments, or to assassinate hostile forces.
For example, Diao Chan back then was a person who had both qualities: she was good at singing and dancing, and she also knew how to use discord.
Lu Bu among men, Red Hare among horses, Fang Tian Hua Ji, specializing in stabbing foster fathers. How could he have earned this reputation in vain?
Liu Hu shook his head after listening to Wenxuan's question. He had never thought about cultivating Huaying into anything. He just admired her for her scheming and the background behind her.
He needs time to understand Huaying, so it is more reliable for her to stay by her side.
Seeing the confusion in Wenxuan's eyes, he said in an instant: "In the Daqian Empire, there are too few people with the surname Hua, and Hua Ying is good at calculating. I can only think of that one person."
"Hua Nongying?" Wenxuan said it without thinking. After all, Hua Nongying was too famous.
If he had not chosen the wrong side back then, he would probably have had a place among the three major imperial merchants.
But people always have to pay a price for their decisions. Hua Nongying paid a high price, so high that his entire family was executed and his entire clan was implicated.
Liu Hu nodded and continued, "So I want to hand over all my assets to her, as a way of repaying the kindness I showed her back then."
Wenxuan thought for a moment and shook his head, "We don't know the details of Hi's family. What if they are spies?"
