Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1295 How to distinguish Wen Yuan and Wen Yan

The same handwriting in the same scene.

Shangluo compared the covers and he really couldn't tell the difference.

He was full of question marks. He himself had not read the assignments carefully, but it was always Tianyi Guiren who was reading them.

[Wait. Wait!] Apollonia said, [Wait a moment, I'll ask the noble Tianyi to take a look. You put the covers parallel to each other.]

According to her request, Shangluo put two assignments from different generations together.

【turn out】

"what happened?"

【Tian Yi Guiren said that this was written by one person.】

Dinner is ready. Wen Yuan's grandmother is not at home today. She is busy with other things in the Ministry of Rites. Only Wen Ge Lao, Wen Yuan, and Shang Luo are eating at the table.

The meal was cooked by the old lady at home. The whole table was full of various braised dishes, which looked similar to the canned food banquet at Lu Qianhu's house. Even the taste seemed similar.

"It tastes like canned food, right?" Wen Yuan shook her head. "Ah, in fact, on the one hand, it's because the canned food in the imperial kitchen is really delicious. On the other hand, the old aunt who cooks in our family is old, as old as my grandmother, and the taste of her food is like this, and it can't be changed."

"Eat." Elder Wen glanced at him.

"Oh" Wen Yuan lowered her head.

However, looking at the braised pork in the bowl, he couldn't help but pick up the chopsticks and gesture. He wondered where he should start cutting the braised pork.

"Eat, what are you gesturing for?" Elder Wen was not angry, because he was not allowed to get angry at the dinner table. But he was on the verge of getting angry. This kid had no manners when eating, which was quite embarrassing in front of [Shang Tianjun], and it would affect his authority in education.

Wen Yuan was sensitive to her grandfather's expression. Elder Wen would not get angry, usually not. Because as long as he opened his mouth to remind her, he was already very angry.

"Shangluo," said Elder Wen, "When you leave, take some more pork home. We only have one child and an old couple, and we don't know how long it will take to finish eating a whole pig. You have a big family, so take more back."

"Okay, okay." Wen Yuan nodded repeatedly. "I have cut up half a pig neatly. You can take it all back. I have removed all the meat from the ribs. There is only meat, no bones."

Elder Wen didn't want to say anything anymore. He stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of braised pork ribs for Wen Yuan.

"Eh? Ah! You can't debone ribs! You have to eat them with the rib bones. I forgot, I thought they were duck bones!"

"That's fine, even if I kick it away." Shangluo said quickly, "We have a guest coming to our house, and her teeth are not very good. This is just right for him to eat."

[Oh, by the way, Phaethon sent a reminder 3 minutes ago, asking what to do with the meat that was delivered. ]

"What meat?"

[The Guanglu Temple sent you the remaining meat from the sacrifice to the late emperor this morning. Your senior brother personally ordered it. A total of 20 kilograms. Several large pieces. Phaethon asked you what to do with the meat? The refrigerator can't hold it at all. Let me remind you that the meat left after the emperor's ancestral sacrifice has a special meaning.]

"Put it there first, and wait for me to come back."

Shangluo noticed that there was some boiled meat in the middle of the table. There was no seasoning, just boiled meat cut with a knife. "Shangluo, you should eat the sacrificial meat in your house as soon as possible." Elder Wen reminded him, "It will go bad if you keep it for too long. You should put the pork we brought back in the refrigerator first."

"Oh, right." Shang Luo suddenly raised his head. "I finally came to Wen Yuan's house. I thought, since the New Year is coming soon, can I pay my respects to Wen Yuan's father?"

Suddenly, Elder Wen's forehead trembled.

"Worship my father?" Wen Yuan wondered, "I'm glad you think so. But we don't have a tablet at home, so we can't worship him."

"No tablet? Is it somewhere else?"

"Maybe." Wen Yuan replied, "I don't think I've ever worshipped my father. I also asked why there is no tablet at home, and my grandmother said she was afraid of being sad, so she put it somewhere I don't know. But I've never seen it. Ah, I remember, my family never left chopsticks for my father during the New Year. Grandpa, did my dad make you very angry?"

"It was that unfilial son who almost pissed me off to death." After saying that, Elder Wen put down his chopsticks and said, "Shangluo, it's rare that you're so thoughtful. Let's go and pay our respects."

"Eh? Then I'll go too?"

"You stay and eat here." After giving the order to Wen Yuan, Elder Wen took Shang Luo upstairs.

Walking in the corridor, Elder Wen murmured, "I saw you went up to the second floor. How did you find out?"

"Handwriting. I didn't dare to believe it at first. But after asking Tianyi Guiren to check it, they said."

"Is it true that Wen Yuan's handwriting is exactly the same as Wen Yan's?"

Shangluo nodded.

Walking into the study room, Shangluo only noticed at this time that the Wang Lingguan on the bookshelf was not "Invincible Wang Lingguan", but "Super Wang Lingguan" from the previous era, and even the style of painting was different. Wen Yan's name was written in the lower right corner of those old comic books. Just like before, the handwriting was exactly the same as Wen Yuan's.

"Now that things have come to this, it's okay to talk to you, Lord Shang. In fact, many people know about it." Wen Zhong turned around and said, "Have you ever thought about why Lu Qianhu is so good to Wen Yuan?"

Shangluo’s first reaction was, is Lu Qianhu really that good to Wen Yuan?
But on second thought, Lu Qianhu's strictness towards Wen Yuan seemed to be beyond imagination.

"I always thought Lu Qianhu was taking care of an old friend's friend - so, he is actually taking care of an old friend, right?!"

Elder Wen nodded: "That's right. You probably never heard Wen Yuan mention his mother, right? Because Wen Yuan doesn't have a mother at all. He just changed back."

"how did you do that?"

"It's all thanks to Daozu's mercy. Wen Yan was actually dead in the accident that year, and it was Daozu's elixir that brought him back to life - but he didn't wake up as he was before, and instead reverted to his original state, back to the size of a baby. My husband and I raised him again. So, you can't tell that I've experienced the pain of losing a child, right? Because I haven't. I just have twice as much anger under my belt because I raised that kid twice."

"If this is the case, who knows about this?"

"My husband and I know. The late emperor knows, and so do a few of Wen Yan's friends, such as Lu Qianhu. Others, such as the current emperor, know nothing about it."

"Wait a minute, Elder Wen, so the Taoist already has an elixir that can restore youth?"

"I'm afraid so. Daozu's power is as boundless and immeasurable as his mercy. That's why I never doubted that Daming could ascend to heaven. By the way, Shangluo, I think that kid should be able to accept this now. I didn't tell anyone else before because I didn't want to affect his growth. Now that you know, I want you to tell him the news at the right time. So that he won't think about the 'revenge of his father's murder' and do something out of line. Twice is enough, I don't want it to happen a third time."

(End of this chapter)