Without practicing the Hehuan skill, the crazy leader has infinite charm

The disciple glanced at the still dark sky and said uncertainly, "Young Pavilion Master, it's only 12 o'clock now. What are you going out so early for?"

Yao Jia was a little unhappy, "When do I need to report to you when I do something? Go and prepare the car!"

"Yes!"

The morning light was just breaking, and the sun was rising slowly from the eastern horizon, dyeing the sky a light orange-red.

A ray of sunlight passed through the hollow carved window and shone onto the face of the person lying on the couch.

Nangong Xiu Lan opened his sleepy eyes and looked into his arms unconsciously, but found it empty. He glanced around but did not see Yao Jia. He sighed, stood up and sat back at the desk, continuing yesterday's work.

After an unknown amount of time, Yao Jia came back briskly, carrying a lunch box.

Seeing that Nangong Xiulan was still reasoning, he snatched the charcoal pencil from his hand and said, "Oh, forget it, eat something to make up for it!"

She took out a bowl of tofu pudding from the food box, put it in his hand, and said with a smile: "Drink it while it's hot. I'm the first customer of Wei's shop. The proprietress specially added two spoonfuls of sugar water for me. Try it, it's very sweet."

Nangong Xiu Lan had no appetite at this moment. He put the bowl aside and continued with the work at hand.

Yao Jia wrinkled her nose and stopped trying to persuade him. She took out a fried dough stick from the lunch box and started eating it.

Nangong Xiulan still ignored her, but she didn't get angry. She smiled and said, "After calculating so many times, the time you get is the same. Why bother doing that hard work?"

Finally he couldn't help it, he looked at her and said, "Only by using different algorithms to deduce the same conclusion can we verify whether the conclusion is correct! Before something happens, any changes will affect the final result. If you want to eat, eat quickly, and continue to deduce when you are full."

Yao Jia took a bite of the fried dough sticks and said calmly, "Don't waste your energy. I have already gone to the palace to give the calculated time to His Majesty. I believe the imperial edict to be sent to Lingwu Mountain must be on the way."

Nangong Xiulan couldn't believe his ears. He looked at Yao Jia in shock. His mind went blank for a moment before he found his voice and said in a stern voice, "Nangong Jiayao! Are you crazy?!"

In all dynasties, the location and events of disasters had to be confirmed by the elders of Tianxing Pavilion calculating them hundreds or even thousands of times simultaneously before they could be reported. However, Yao Jia only calculated it twice and then presented his conclusion to the emperor privately.

No matter who it is, they would go crazy!

Besides, Nangong Xiu Lan hadn't asked her yet how she came to the conclusion that Lingwu Mountain would have a landslide.

"What's wrong with me? I'm crazy! So what?" Yao Jia seemed a little unhappy. She slammed the fried dough sticks heavily on the table. As if she felt that she couldn't suppress Nangong Xiu Lan with her momentum, she stood up.

"Do you think I don't want to do everything well? But time waits for no one. It takes at least seven or eight days to get from Kyoto to Lingwu Mountain. If we don't quickly ask local officials to evacuate the people, can you and I bear the consequences?"

"I ask you, how did you know that a landslide would occur in Lingwu Mountain? If I remember correctly, I haven't taught you how to observe the stars yet!" Nangong Xiu Lan tried to calm himself down, but there was still a hint of trembling in his voice.

"I..." Yao Jia was somewhat at a loss for words when asked. After a long pause, she said, "I just know. I dreamed about it. Is that okay?"

"Are you dreaming?" Nangong Xiu Lan almost got choked with anger.

"This is speculation! This is calculation! This is not a dream!" Nangong Xiulan raised his voice several volumes, but soon realized something and lowered his voice, "Yaoyao, do you know that if you are not absolutely sure when fortune-telling in Tianxing Pavilion, you must never reveal the secret, let alone make a fuss. If something goes wrong, do you want the entire Tianxing Pavilion to become a laughing stock?"

Yao Jia didn't want to pay attention to him. She was absolutely sure that the landslide in Lingwu Mountain was not accidental but inevitable.

A large amount of coal mines in the mountain have been mined, and it has long been no different from an empty shell. The nearby villages are basically sitting on an eggshell.

There were a few days in February in my previous life when there were continuous heavy rains in the south. Just a few days later, on a very calm evening, several villages in the southwest of Lingwu Mountain were instantly swallowed up by the rocks, soil and trees on the mountain. The landslide also brought huge noises and vibrations, and the original villages were instantly shaken underground.

When the officers and soldiers arrived, the locations of the original villages had been flattened, and there was no way to rescue the buried people.

This gave the Tai Shi Bureau room to maneuver and direct all the criticism towards the Le family, saying that the Le family's rebellious intentions brought punishment from heaven. Suddenly, the Le family became the target of public criticism.

Yao Jia closed her eyes. In her previous life, the Le family was taken into custody and thrown into jail after the Lingwu Mountain incident, where they were tortured for more than half a year.

When she thought of Le Hou, Le Jinhuan and Le Wuyou, Yao Jia could no longer care about anything else.

Yao Jia walked to the windowsill and opened the tightly closed window.

The sky, which had just been clear and sunny, suddenly began to drizzle. The disciples who had been leisurely basking in the sun at first ran to the various halls to take shelter from the rain.

Thinking about being with Nangong Xiu Lan in the future, there might be more disagreements.

Yao Jia took a deep breath, turned around and said to Nangong Xiu Lan: "Let's get divorced!"

Nangong Xiulan had not expected this. He had just told Yaojia about the seriousness of the situation, but the topic of divorce had come up again. He hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Yaoyao, that's not what I meant. I just..."

"Stop talking!" Yao Jia interrupted him, her tone very calm: "Our marriage was not based on our mutual consent, so it doesn't count at all!"

Hearing the three words "it doesn't count", Nangong Xiu Lan felt as if struck by lightning. He felt mixed emotions and the face he had been trying to keep calm finally collapsed.

He moved his lips, but no words came out.

The rain began to get heavier, as if turning from a downpour into a rainstorm, hitting the windows with a crackling sound.

Yao Jia ignored him and continued, "Don't worry, after the divorce, you will only lose the title of my husband, but you will still be the Grand Master of the Tianxing Pavilion. You can still fulfill your promise to mother and discipline me, just like before!"

No different?

How could it be no different?

Ever since Nangong Xiu Lan met the three-year-old Yao Jia at the age of eleven, he and her worshipped heaven and earth in front of their master. From then on, Yao Jia was everything in his life. Everything he thought, imagined, learned, and thought about was for her.

How could this not have any impact! How could it be the same as before! How could it not count!

Suddenly, Nangong Xiu Lan felt a dryness in his throat and a sharp pain in his heart. An overwhelming pain came over him and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. Then his whole body went limp and he fell towards Yao Jia.

There was no way Yao Jia could bear such weight, and they both fell to the ground.

Yao Jia hurriedly helped Nangong Xiu Lan up.

Nangong Xiu Lan's eyes were closed at this time, his face was pale, and there was blood on his lips.

Even if she disliked him on weekdays, seeing him like this, Yao Jia's heart instantly ached.

She tried to move outward, shouting, "Help come!"

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, the wind was blowing violently, the sky was instantly covered by dark clouds, and rumbling thunder was heard in the sky, deafening.

Yao Jia's shouting was in vain.

After putting Nangong Xiu Lan on the ground, Yao Jia wanted to go out to look for him, but he held the corner of her clothes tightly.

Yao Jia tried several times but failed to get him to let go. Finally, she broke down and said anxiously, "Brother Lan, Brother Lan, I'll find a doctor for you. Let go of my hand, let go quickly."

"........."