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Chapter 194 God Lord's Soul Returns Home

Regarding Wang Lan's death, the official announcement is: Wang Lan accidentally fell off the horse's back while hunting, and was trampled into the horse's hooves and died in the back.

Luo Miao said this in person, because if this matter is investigated seriously, it will inevitably be revealed by 6 Yu and Aning. Such a result will definitely not be Wang Lan's expectation.

It was not a trivial matter that the young lady of the Wang family in Jinling died. The emperor wanted to ask about it himself, but Luo Miao, as the son-in-law of the Wang family, said it with confidence, so the emperor gave up.

As for this winter hunt, it ended early due to Wang Lan's death.

But the fire could not be contained in the paper. Yang Hui's guards all witnessed all this. There were dozens of them. Even if Yang Hui gave many advice, it was inevitable that someone would not be too nervous and talked about it.

Therefore, many people with ulterior motives know the truth of this matter, but they know the importance of this matter better than Yang Hui's guards, so they are just secretive about it.

Li Jingzhong naturally knew about this. In order to avoid the truth from spreading, he also tried to deal with it. After that, he rushed to Huifengju angrily, threatened and scolded Li Youzhi, and then rushed back to the aftermath.

After he left, Li Youzhi fell into deep self-blame, so he has not slept yet.

After hearing Li Youzhi's words, Liu Yu shook his head and then smiled bitterly: "Dad, I am not a three-year-old child either. You just gave me advice. Isn't the final decision me the only one? Apart from me, no wonder others are there for this matter."

"Oh--" Li Youzhi pointed to the chair next to the table, "Sit down first."

Six Yu took his seat as he said, and then lit the oil lamp beside him with the flint on the table.

Under the light, the embarrassing appearance of 6 Yuzhi reflected into Li Youzhi's eyes. It was already dark in the night, and Li Youzhi's eyes were dizzy again, so he couldn't see the appearance of 6 Yu. He could see clearly at this time, and immediately frowned and asked anxiously: "Ji Ni, what's wrong with you? Are you injured? Is it okay?"

"It doesn't matter," 6 Yu threw the flint away, "I came today and said goodbye to my father."

"Say your goodbye? Where are you going?" Li Youzhi said in confusion.

"Miss Wang Lan died because of me, I want to send her home."

"It should be," Li Youzhi sighed again after saying that, "When will you come back?"

Liu Yu was silent for a long time before he said in a deep voice: "Dad, I want to stay in Jinling and mourn her for three years."

"What?" Li Youzhi suddenly stood up straight, "No! It's been a complete mercy and righteousness for you to send her to the funeral. You are not her junior, so why should you mourn her? The situation in the court is changing rapidly. What should you do if you delay your plan?"

Liu Yu listened quietly until Li Youzhi finished speaking in a hurry, and he responded calmly: "Dad, I said, I am not a three-year-old child anymore. Just like the previous assassination, this is what I want to do. What you said is just a suggestion, and the final decision is still me."

"I have decided, dad, don't say anything more." Liu Yu's voice was not loud, but his tone could not be refuted.

"That big plan..." Li Youzhi was still unwilling to accept it.

"Dad!" A hint of anger appeared in Liu Yu's voice, "I didn't want to participate in any major plan from beginning to end. The reason why I surrendered to Li Jingzhong is to protect you and your master!"

After hearing this, Li Youzhi's expression suddenly froze and stopped talking.

The atmosphere in the room was a little awkward. Liu Yu's fingers hit the table for a while before he spoke again: "Okay, Dad, I'll write a letter to Sister Ji Lan now. Please let Li Jingzhong hand it over to her." As he said that, he took the paper and pen and started writing on his own.

As soon as he wrote the word "A Sister", the bitterness spread to Liu Yu's heart. He knew that Li Ye's misunderstanding of him would probably be deeper after he left, and the chances of reconciliation between the two naturally became less and less.

However, when he remembered Wang Lan's appearance before his death, Liu Yu was even more unwilling to let go. Luo Miao just asked him to escort Wang Lan's coffin back to his hometown, but he felt that he had to mourn her for three years to be worthy of her.

Of course he also knew that even so, he would never be able to repay Wang Lan's love for him.

So he endured the bitterness in his heart, briefly put the cause and effect of the matter into writing, and then explained again the reason why he left without saying goodbye that night. Then he blew the ink mark on the paper, waited for it to be basically dried and folded it and handed it to Li Youzhi.

Li Youzhi looked at Liu Yu with a pleading look, obviously hoping that he would change his decision to mourn, but Liu Yu turned it back to him. The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally Li Youzhi's eyes dimmed and he said in a stern voice: "Even if that's the case, I won't talk nonsense. Child, when will I set off?"

"Leave as soon as the sky is dawn." As he said, 6 Yu stood up.

"So early, then..." Li Youzhi wanted to speak but stopped, and finally said, "Be careful on the road."

"I know, you can rest." Liu Yu turned around and pushed open the door and walked into the night.

...

Early the next morning, the convoy carrying the coffin left the main entrance of Mudan Garden and drove to the shore of Luoshui, which separated the north and south cities.

Along the way, many high-ranking officials and nobles led a team to pay tribute. The mourning people lined up from the streets to the alleys, which was really awesome. However, all those who knew Wang Lan knew that these were meaningless to her.

Seeing the convoy arrive at the shore of Luoshui, the mourning people say goodbye to Luo Miao one by one, and before leaving, they squeeze out a few tears.

After seeing off these people, Luo Miao breathed a long sigh of relief. Then he directed the people to carry the coffin onto the cargo ship parked by the river.

From Luoyang to Jinling, there are canals left by the previous dynasty, and the river water has not yet frozen. Therefore, Wang Lan's coffin returned to her hometown, so naturally she took the water route.

What the Wang family prepared was a three-massed tower ship several meters high. It lies there quietly, like the Kun of the North Ming, very majestic.

After everyone got on the boat, Luo Miao patted Liu Yu on the shoulder: "Brother, I'm going to go back to the desert now, and everything I have to do after that will depend on you."

"Brother, don't worry, even if I die, I won't lose any loss to the coffin." Liu Yu didn't sleep all night, his eyes were a little dark, but his eyes were bright and bright.

"What nonsense?" Luo Miao frowned, "You are dead, what's the use of your promise?"

"Brother taught me a lesson!" Liu Yu said seriously, "I will definitely let Sister Wang Lan return to Jinling safely."

"That's right, then I'll leave." After saying that, Luo Miao turned around and took a step, and disappeared from the sight of 6 Yu in a blink of an eye.

And 6 Yu also turned around and the last one boarded the stairs. He said to the boatman: "Do the boat." The stairs waved gently, drove out from the banks of Luoshui, and headed eastward.

Not long after getting on the boat, 6 Yu felt a sense of hostility spreading around him. Except for the hired boatmen, everyone in the Wang family looked at him with cold eyes. When he looked back, people turned their eyes away to avoid touching his eyes.

Six birds naturally thought about where their hostility came from: Wang Lan died to save him, and it was normal for the servants of the Wang family to take their anger on him.

So he ignored others and sat down next to Wang Lan's coffin, staying there without leaving. Because Luo Miao had instructed him before leaving, the servants did not dare to let Liu Yu be hungry, but his attitude was extremely cold when delivering food.

However, Liu Yu originally felt that Wang Lan's death penalty was blamed. Therefore, the servants' attitude towards him was that he felt that he deserved it, so he did not complain. No matter how ugly everyone said, he would not say a word.

After half a day, the servants said it and glared, and their anger disappeared, and their hostility towards the Six Phoenix was not as strong as it was at the beginning.

According to the plan, I should have sailed to Bianzhou today and rested there overnight. However, when I was in Luoyang City, I was delayed by the high-ranking officials who sent mourning, so it was no longer realistic to arrive in Bianzhou.

Seeing that it was getting late, Liu Yu found a leader among the servants and discussed with him: "Third brother, it's going to be dark now. Should we find a ferry to stop the boat?"

This family named Wang, the surname Ding, ranks third in the family and has many years of experience in the Wang family, so they are mostly called the third brother.

Like other servants, he also resented 6 Yu because of Wang Lan's death. But after all, when he was middle-aged, he was not as polite as young people. He knew that 6 Yu must have a bad mood, so his attitude towards 6 Yu was not so cold.

At this time, after hearing the question from 6 Yu, he looked up at the sky first, and then said in a deep voice: "Well, the young master is right, let's stop the boat at the next ferry."

6 Yu nodded, then turned around and continued to guard Wang Lan's coffin.

Not long after, the flying corner of the flag emerged from the turn of the waterway. The floating bridge made of wooden boards also extended from the gentle beach to the water surface.

Seeing this, Wang Laosan ordered the boatman to stop the boat. The tall building boat turned to the right, and drew a narrow arc on the water like a wild goose playing in the water, stably standing on the edge of the pontoon bridge.

After the boatmen got down the anchor and put away the sails, the people lifted up Wang Lan's coffin and walked off the boat one after another.

A young man dressed in a waiter was waiting at the ferry. When he saw everyone landing on the shore, he immediately rushed over. Seeing that 6 Yu was dressed much more gorgeous than his servants, he came to 6 Yu and greeted enthusiastically: "Young master, do you want to stay in a hotel? Our store is nearby, and we will arrive in a few steps!"

Liu Yu did not answer him immediately, but turned to look at Wang Laosan: "San brother, do you think so?"

Wang Laosan nodded: "Okay, it's fine as soon as you get close. We are all rough people, so we don't choose."

"Okay, please come here!" As he said that, the waiter led everyone around the beach and walked onto a path of stinginess.

Not long after, people saw a row of brick and tile houses. The white walls and black tile houses were not gorgeous, but fortunately they were clean and sturdy.

The big banner with the words "inn" written on it is hung high and flutters gently with the coming and going.

Seeing that he reached the door, the waiter suddenly changed his expression. He glanced at the coffin in the center of the team and said in embarrassment: "Young Master, will this coffin be carried to the store?"

"That's nature." 6 Yu said in a deep voice.

"This... I'm not stingy," the waiter smiled with a grudge. "This corpse is not unusual. The smell will not dissipate for a long time. When you leave, we can't stay in our store for several days, which is a bit difficult to deal with."

This is purely nonsense. After Wang Lan's body was sent back to the Wang family, the Wang family used antiseptic potion. Not to mention that it is early winter and October, even in the hot summer, the body will never rot.

But Liu Yu didn't have the energy to talk nonsense to him, so he reached into his arms and took out a piece of silver worth three taels: "In addition to the house money, add this."

"Thank you, young master!" The waiter happily took the money and never mentioned the body.

When they arrived at the entrance of the inn, the servants entered one by one, and the six birds were left for the last.

He stepped in and prepared to enter until everyone had already entered the door.

However, the next moment, 6 feathers suddenly swung over, and a golden light flashed in their hands, stabbing at the bushes beside them!

(End of this chapter)
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