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If Hua Daochang has no opinion and Hua Ruling has no opinion, then other people's opinions are of no importance.
In the following time, Hua Ruling sat at the head of the table, and the seven sons of the Hua family took turns to wish their father a happy birthday. Then came Wu Ming and Hua Daochang, and they all sang congratulatory speeches together.
After that, representatives from all major forces and factions came to congratulate each other. The rest of the time can be summed up in two words: the banquet began.
To start a feast means to eat. It is impossible to have food without wine.
Once the drinking starts, it's bound to be lively.
The drinking continued until the evening, and finally the servants arranged by the Hua Mansion took the guests to a resting place one by one.
The first day of the birthday party ended just like that.
Starting from tomorrow, some people will leave one after another, and Taohuabao will also entertain those who do not leave. The delicious food and wine will continue for another six days before the birthday banquet is over.
During the process, there will be some collaborations led by the Hua family to discuss, all of which are money-making businesses.
That is the flow and sharing of resources.
Wu Ming didn't get involved in all this. He had other things to do, such as persuading Hua Manlou to get a new pair of eyes.
Yes, I have to advise you that with Hua Manlou's personality, he is not willing to ruin others for the sake of his own sight.
The Xiaoyao Sect's secret eye-replacing technique is actually quite cruel. The eyes have to be dug out freshly, so that the blood vessels and nerves can be connected, because the eyes that have just been dug out are more active.
After Hua Manlou heard this for the first time, he almost fell out with Wu Ming.
His face was full of resistance, and he refused without leaving any room for negotiation.
"Seventh Uncle, you don't have to get excited. The pair of eyes I found are the only pair of eyes in the world that you can accept with peace of mind."
"What do you mean? I can't accept other people's eyes, no matter what the reason is. I won't accept it." Hua Manlou didn't understand, nor did he need to understand. He had his own persistence.
"This is actually acceptable. If you don't believe me, ask your father-in-law to tell you."
"Dad, you should understand me. I will never..."
"Brother Song, do the dishes today suit your taste?" Hua Ruling did not respond, but turned his gaze to Song Wencao who was sitting not far away.
Song Wencao has the reputation of a miracle doctor. People with good medical skills are generally highly respected in the world.
Because the world of martial arts is full of romance and blood, making friends with a miracle doctor can save lives in many cases.
"Brother Hua, you are so polite to me. We have been friends for more than ten years. Even if the food you prepared is not good, can I say it is bad as your brother?" Song Wencao stroked his goatee and smiled happily. In addition to those who had been sent to rest, there were still many people present. Hua Ruling was the first to greet him, which made him feel very honored.
"Yes, it has been more than ten years since you blinded Lou'er's eyes." Hua Ruling said with some emotion. Her voice was plain, but everyone could hear that behind this calmness, there were turbulent waves hidden.
As his voice fell, the hall suddenly became quiet.
Wu Ming said that Song Wencao was the iron-shoe thief who blinded Hua Manlou, and Hua Ruling believed it very quickly, because some things are always shrouded in mystery when the truth is unknown, but after knowing the truth, it is easy to find the problem by reviewing the situation with the results.
"Brother Hua, what are you talking about?"
"Song Wencao, I won't call you my brother anymore. After all, when I called you Brother Song just now, I already felt sick."
"Poison Dragon Island, the Iron Shoe Thief, the twins, the Jade Buddha of the Vast Sea, Song Wencao, do I need to describe them in more detail?"
"Brother Hua, I don't know what you are talking about. I have always admired Brother Hua, and the Hua family has always supported me in my medical practice. How could I possibly hurt Qi Tong?" Song Wencao said without changing his expression, with an expression that he would not cry until he saw the coffin. He even called him Brother Hua all the time, and affectionately called Hua Manlou Qi Tong.
"Do you know who I am?"
"Aren't you Brother Hua's son-in-law? You haven't congratulated him yet."
"I also have another identity. I am the leader of the imperial court's Plum Blossom Guard. You shouldn't question the court's intelligence capabilities, right?"
"Do you... do you have evidence?"
"What evidence do you need? If I say you are it, then it is you. + We are different from the Six Gates in the Inner Guard. The Six Gates collect every piece of evidence when handling a case, but we don't. Especially for me, the leader of the Inner Guard, I don't follow the rules at all."
Wu Ming grinned, his exposed teeth gleaming coldly in the candlelight, which made Song Wencao feel cold in his heart.
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Chapter 122: I have a temper
The atmosphere in the hall was depressing.
It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. In such an environment, even Lu Xiaofeng, who was always lively, forgot to spit out the melon seed shells around his mouth.
It was Wu Ming who broke the silence again, because others didn't know what to say. Song Wencao always pretended to be very good, and many people present had received his favor.
"Perhaps I need to go to great lengths to find some evidence to fight against the ministers in the court, but there is really no need to spend so much effort on you."
"In fact, if you want to verify whether you are the Iron Shoe Thief, there is a very simple way. When you blinded your seventh uncle's eyes, you deliberately removed your disguise to vent your anger. After your seventh uncle saw your true face, you blinded his eyes."
"It's to make him hate you, but unable to find you, and live in torment for the rest of his life. As long as you remove the disguise on your face and let Uncle Seven touch it, he will know whether you are the same person as before."
"The only thing I don't understand is, what is the purpose of you guys stealing the Hanhai Jade Buddha? Is it for money?"
"The Hanhai Kingdom has been destroyed. The Hanhai Jade Buddha, which is equivalent to the kingdom's jade seal, has long lost its value. But you have been planning for the Hanhai Jade Buddha for more than ten years. Could it be that there is some treasure hidden in the Hanhai Jade Buddha that makes you excited?"
"For example, treasure keys, treasure drawings, etc."
"How about you help me solve the doubts in my heart?" Wu Ming drank a sip of tea leisurely. From the beginning till now, he has always acted very relaxed. Although he said that he had doubts in his heart, he gave people the feeling that he didn't care at all.
"Humph, you'll never know."
"So you admit that you are the Iron Shoe Thief."
"So what if I admit it? Back then, when I came to steal the Hanhai Jade Buddha, I accidentally got hurt by Hua Ruling. If I hadn't taken the opportunity to capture Hua Manlou, I might have died in Taohua Castle."
"Hua Manlou was seven years old that year, but after I caught him, he was actually very calm and showed no fear at all. Why? I want him to live in fear for the rest of his life."
"You bastard, you still dare to be so proud." Hua Dao often saw him like this. He was so angry that he casually pulled out a steel knife, turned the shiny blade, and chopped it straight towards Song Wencao's head.
A trace of fear appeared in Song Wencao's eyes. When he was about to die, the steel knife in Hua Daochang's hand suddenly stopped an inch away from his head. The sharp knife energy tore the human skin mask on his face, revealing a ferocious and ugly face with scars.
"I was so angry that I lost my temper. Why didn't you stop me?"
Hua Daochang looked at Wu Ming hatefully. If he hadn't suddenly remembered that the replacement eye needed to remain active, he would have cut Song Wencao in half with this one blow.
"Why should I stop you? If you are angry, just vent it. You don't have to use Seventh Uncle's eyes. There are so many vicious people in the death row. With so many pairs of eyes, maybe you can pick a good-looking pair."
"I want to use his eyes just to make Uncle Seven feel at ease. Even if you kill Song Wencao and Uncle Seven refuses to use someone else's eyes, I can knock him out and force him to buy a new pair. These are all small matters, not as important as you venting your anger."
"Then I have to thank you." Hearing Wu Ming's nonsense, Hua Manlou couldn't help but laugh bitterly. He had known for a long time that Wu Ming was not a person who played by the rules, but he still got angry every time he heard it.
"No need to thank me. If it weren't for the shadow, you would have thought I would take care of you."
"Father-in-law feels that he owes you, and even thinks that you have been hiding in your little building for so many years because you are too miserable after becoming blind. Only I know that you live more freely than anyone else. You truly feel that it doesn't matter whether you have eyes or not. You know how to enjoy life and how to love this world better than anyone who can see."
"In a way, you live like a half-saint."
“Why half?”
"Half is good enough. You are a mortal after all. You have learned to love yourself, but you have not learned to love the people around you. For example, you have not taken care of your father-in-law's pain, your brothers and Nong Ying's concern for you."
"Stop! Your method of provoking me is too clumsy." Hua Manlou tapped the folding fan in his hand and smiled helplessly.
"So, do you want to change your eyes or not? It's true that you have to be at a high level, but you also have to consider the people around you who are not at a high level. If your eyes are better, your father-in-law, who was not in good health that day, can leave with peace of mind, right?"
"Pooh, pooh, pooh, bad brother, do you know what you are saying?" Hua Daochang didn't care about feeling sorry for his seventh brother, but was anxious to shut Wu Ming's mouth. If he continued talking, this birthday banquet would really have to be changed into a mourning hall.
"You little rascal, Qi Tong, your father is not that fragile and can still live a few more years. If you really don't want to, your father won't force you." Hua Ruling scolded with a smile, and then tried to comfort Hua Manlou. However, everyone could hear that he was not comforting him, but clearly cooperating with Wu Ming's previous words to continue to provoke Hua Manlou.
"father!"
The helplessness on Hua Manlou's face became even more intense. Ever since Wu Ming entered Taohua Castle, Hua Ruling's style of doing things has been greatly affected. It can even be said that he is disrespectful to his elders.
"Do you really think that I can be bullied by others?" Song Wencao's face was distorted with anger. This family was really going too far. It has come to this point, and you guys are still playing around with them even if you want to fight and kill us.
"Who the hell told you to talk?" Wu Ming's face turned cold and he slapped the man in the face. He used so much force that his face was crooked, but his eyes were not affected.
"You don't really think that I am interested in your devious thoughts, do you? What treasure can compare to the prosperous Tang Dynasty today? Do you really think I am precious?"
“Do you know what curiosity is?”
"Curiosity means wanting to know, but it is not necessary to know. What good things can a country destroyed in war have? If you want to say it, just say it. If you don't want to say it, just wait for death. I give you face. It's not a big deal to be old, but you are so proud of yourself for being in such a mess."
"There's something wrong."
"Brother, are you unhappy?" Huadao often saw Wu Ming acting a little manic, so he immediately walked to Wu Ming, blinked his big eyes, rubbed his body against him and started to act cute.
Although she had not been with Wu Ming for too long, she knew that Wu Ming was the type of person who liked to do things straightforwardly. He was probably irritated by his seventh brother's nagging.
"No, I'm happy. Nong Ying is so well behaved, how can my brother not be happy?"
"Well, I agree. Let's change." Hua Manlou was so smart that he understood instantly that Wu Ming was trying to point out to him that his sister was obedient and he, as the brother, was not.
"I've been waiting for you to say this. Really, it's you. If it were Lu Xiaofeng, he would have passed the seventh day." Wu Ming's expression relaxed. He was not really angry. He just simply thought it was too troublesome. It's not that difficult to deal with women. Just for Hua Manlou, he had to talk here for a long time.
I am serious about my dissatisfaction.
"No way, why are you dragging me into this again? Are you bullying me, Old Lu, for not having a good sister?"
Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but cry out in grievance. The next moment, his eyes went dark. When he looked again, there was another person in his arms. It was Song Wencao, who had a terrified look on his face and his acupoints were controlled.
"Stop talking, or I'll beat you up. Bring your people and follow me. Uncle Seven, follow me quickly."
After Wu Ming finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left.
Chapter 123: Decryption
"Brother Hua, this..."
"It's okay, it's okay. Let's not talk about anything else tonight. I have to take care of some personal matters. Boss, you guys continue to greet the guests. I'll trouble Mr. Yu to help keep an eye on things." After Hua Ruling gave a few simple instructions, he took his girl and ran after Wu Ming.
He now likes Wu Ming more and more. This son-in-law is so capable.
"Hua Ping, someone should come out tonight and ask you to do something. Have you arranged everything?"
"Everything the master ordered has been done."
"Well, it's fine as long as it's done. You can go and greet the guests. I won't take care of these things. You can just worry about them."
Hua Ruling twisted her fat body and lightly caught up with Wu Ming and the others. Hua Ruling was also a master. Although she always looked like she could make money by being friendly, she was actually very powerful and was at the mid-stage grandmaster level.
Of course, he is not actually that talented. He is over sixty years old, has no hope of becoming an immortal god on earth, and his combat ability is surprisingly poor. In Wu Ming's eyes, Murong Bo is a fake, and Hua Ruling is also a fake in Murong Bo's eyes.
Most of one's strength comes from the accumulation of resources. These resources include not only money, but also connections and so on.
In order for him to become a grandmaster, Zhang Sanfeng actually put in a lot of effort, the kind of effort that was like pulling up a seedling to help it grow.
But there is no way around it. If it weren't for Zhang Sanfeng, he would never have been able to become a grandmaster in his lifetime.