Chapter 117: What's Done Is Done
Liu Sheng replied with a message asking Su Yanjun what exactly was going on.
But Su Yanjun didn't elaborate, only telling Liu Sheng to hurry back to the Weaving Institute.
“There are probably some things that aren’t convenient to discuss via spirit message,” Wen Weilan guessed.
“However, there are no more flying vehicles in Little Green Garden now, so we can only wait until tomorrow morning.”
Although Liu Sheng was anxious, knowing that with Su Yanjun’s carefree personality, she would never be so secretive unless it was truly important, she could only give up.
Little Green Garden to Qinghe was a long distance, spanning the Changxing Mountains; without a flying vehicle, it would take several days to arrive.
This was even without walking.
However, Little Green Garden was just a small county town after all, and they wouldn't arrange so many flying vehicle trips to pass through here.
At this moment, Liu Sheng somewhat missed the scrapped flying vehicle that was left in the Weird Domain, wandering the Universe with Professor Tang.
“Buy a car! Buy a car! Buy a car!”
“Calm down, the cost-effectiveness is too low.”
“Moreover, the cloud sedans that can be bought now, their speed and endurance are not as good as flying vehicles, mainly due to the core Formation Plate issue.”
“The core technology of flying vehicles is in the hands of the imperial court; we can only make repairs based on that.”
“It’s a pity, there wasn’t time to disassemble the entire car in the Weird Domain to examine it.”
“No matter, when we get to the National Academy, we might have a chance to learn; it’s said that the Hidden Scripture Library has all the blueprints.”
At this moment, the serious voice of “world 2.0” interjected.
“If you think it’s necessary, I can provide a plan to steal a flying vehicle. Tonight, there’s a point where a flying vehicle will pass overhead. As long as Liu Sheng walks to that point in advance, she can directly use a blast talisman to stop the flying vehicle and then use ‘Mom’ to drag the flying vehicle down.”
“…”
“Thank you. The suggestion is good; don’t make it next time.”
Liu Sheng’s nerves twitched even more violently.
This was the current flaw of “world 2.0”; because it was constantly deducing, it was especially fond of offering suggestions.
But if one truly followed these suggestions, it would be easy to embark on a path of illegal crime, and one would be imprisoned at some point.
It seemed that more laws and regulations still needed to be input; mere knowledge was not enough, one must learn, know, and understand the law.
Liu Sheng ultimately did not go to steal a car and dutifully waited until early the next morning to go to the flying vehicle station.
“Dad, Mom, just dropping me off at the entrance is fine.”
Liu Sheng persuaded Liu Ruhai and Ling Youlian, who still wanted to see her off at the platform.
Originally, she had wanted to quietly depart with Wen Weilan and Ling Xiaoshu.
It wasn’t even dawn yet, and she didn’t want to wake her parents.
However, her parents had already gotten up early to prepare breakfast and packed a bunch of food and supplies, which they handed to them at their farewell.
“Miss Wen, I saw you liked that pear blossom wine, so I brought you three jars. In a while, the peach blossom wine brewed last spring will be ready, and I’ll send you some then.” Ling Youlian said to Wen Weilan.
Wen Weilan was flattered.
Yesterday, when she drank the pear blossom wine, her eyes lit up.
This was her first time drinking such coarsely made homemade wine; it was fragrant and clear, and unexpectedly quite good.
She hadn’t expected Liu Sheng’s mother to notice.
Wen Weilan shyly accepted it, saying thank you in a voice like a mosquito.
“Xiao Shu, this is a hat your godfather made for your sister. Now she’s older and her head is bigger, so it doesn’t fit. Don’t mind that it’s old.”
Liu Ruhai took out several gaudy hats, gestured towards his own head, indicating that Ling Xiaoshu could wear them.
In the future, Ling Xiaoshu couldn't always hide from people with “a leaf covering the eye,” but her appearance was special, and walking on the street, she could easily be mistaken for a weird object or a peerless spiritual plant, inciting greed.
“Thank you, Godfather, I like it.”
Ling Xiaoshu’s eyes lit up at the tender and vibrant colors of the hat, and she happily took one and put it on, perfectly covering the leaves and branches on her head.
“Is my head big?”
Liu Sheng unhappily took a hat and tried to put it on her head, then silently took it off and put it away for Ling Xiaoshu.
Finally, Ling Youlian handed Liu Sheng a bag of Lingtual.
Liu Sheng was about to refuse, but Ling Youlian said, “Living in Chang’an is not easy; there are many places to spend money, so it’s better to keep more silver on you.”
“I hope you can truly get what you wish for and achieve your Honghu Plan.”
…
“Your parents are really good.”
On the flying vehicle to Qinghe, Wen Weilan looked at the orange-red clouds outside, illuminated by the rising sun, and sighed.
“Godfather and Godmother are of course good!” Ling Xiaoshu immediately nodded in agreement.
She was holding a small bronze mirror, looking left and right at the hat on her head, quite vainly.
Wen Weilan saw this and smiled sadly.
“You have a Godfather and Godmother, that’s really good.”
Liu Sheng saw Wen Weilan’s complicated expression and knew she was thinking of her parents far away in the capital.
Since Wen Weilan’s accident, her parents seemed to have completely forgotten they had such a daughter, never contacting her.
But Wen Weilan said she had already gotten used to it, even more so after her younger brother was by their side.
However, Liu Sheng knew how could one not care at all? After all, they were her closest relatives.
Liu Sheng didn’t know how to comfort her, so she took out the osmanthus candy Liu Ruhai had given her and handed it to Wen Weilan: “Have some candy!”
Wen Weilan took it, put it in her mouth, and said with a smile, “It’s quite sweet.”
“Let’s sleep for a bit; we’ll be there soon,” Liu Sheng said.
“I don’t dare to sleep anymore; I’ll never dare to sleep on a flying vehicle again.”
“…Indeed.”
Despite saying so, they still fell asleep in the car.
Fortunately, the journey was smooth; there were no more mid-air crashes, nor did a Li Mingzhu pop out.
Upon arriving in Qinghe, Liu Sheng immediately rushed to the Ten Thousand Affairs Hall at the Weaving Institute.
Su Yanjun was uncharacteristically early for her shift, clearly waiting for her.
“You really were gone for four whole days! Where did you go to play! Leaving me to guard the Ten Thousand Affairs Hall alone!”
Su Yanjun looked at Liu Sheng pitifully, as if she had been abandoned.
Liu Sheng’s heart trembled at the sight, and she quickly took out a large bag of osmanthus candy for her.
“Don’t you love osmanthus-flavored food the most? This is made by my father.”
Seeing Su Yanjun accept it, Liu Sheng looked around and asked, “Where’s Gao Yisheng? Aren’t you two the most talkative?”
“Gao Yisheng, hmph, don’t mention him! Next month he’s going to the capital for the imperial examination. He’s basically studying at home now, almost putting aside even the matters of the Ten Thousand Affairs Hall.”
“What about Hao Fengfang, Miao Wenjian, and Qi Xiu?” Liu Sheng then mentioned a few other retainers’ names.
Su Yanjun waved her small hand: “Don’t talk about them; in short, the most important thing now is you.”
“But! You didn’t tell me anything! I just found out, and I was shocked.” Su Yanjun’s eyes were full of reproach.
Liu Sheng didn’t know what she was talking about and blinked innocently.
“Abandonment, tsk tsk tsk.”
“Slut, still pretending!”
“She must be talking about the Honghu Plan.”
“Once you participate in the Honghu Plan, you have to leave Qinghe for the capital and never look back, separating from everyone, naturally heartbroken.”
Indeed, Su Yanjun continued, “You can participate in the Honghu Plan, such a big deal, and you didn’t tell me!”
However, her next sentence was not the sentimental words Liu Sheng and the others had expected.
“If you had told me earlier, I might have been able to help you inquire about news, so you could prepare early and think of ways to smooth things over.”
“Now, what’s done is done.”
Su Yanjun shook her head, looking at Liu Sheng with a pitiful, regretful gaze.
“You can’t go to the Honghu Plan.”
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