Chapter 83 Heading to Jiangnan

Since Xie Changsheng was only concerned with telling people to hurry up, the carriage had been on the road for several days and still didn't know where it was going.

The subordinates did not dare to ask, so they could only ask Lu Yu for help: "My Lord, should we return to Kyoto or go to Jiangnan? It seems that the master wants to go to Jiangnan."

Lu Yu was also thinking about this, and came over to ask, "Master, are we going back to Kyoto?"

Xie Changsheng was lying in the car with his eyes closed, resting. When he heard the question, he suddenly grabbed the kettle next to him and poured it out.

Lu Yu was hit on the head and splashed with water. He knelt down hurriedly and said, "I deserve to die. Your Majesty, spare my life!"

Xie Changsheng cursed, "You heartless and ungrateful thing! She's your ex-wife after all, and you won't even go to pay your respects?"

Lu Yu continued to kowtow and beg for mercy: "Go, go, go now."

Then he ordered his subordinates and the coachman to head towards Fu Danjun's hometown in Jiangnan.

But Xie Changsheng was still not satisfied. During the meal, he asked Lu Yu, "How can you still eat?"

Lu Yu quickly dropped it and knelt down to apologize: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I won't eat it."

Xie Changsheng snorted and laughed: "After all, we are husband and wife, and you are not sad at all. When I die in the future, will you laugh happily?"

Lu Yu didn't dare to say anything and just listened silently.

Xie Changsheng became even angrier: "Go back to Kyoto, but don't ride a horse. Walk the whole way back."

Lu Yu was stunned, then kowtowed frantically: "Your Majesty, spare my life. I will follow you even if I die. Even if you kill me with a single blow, my soul will follow you. In life, I am your subject, and in death, I will be your ghost."

Then he kowtowed until blood came out of his forehead.

So Xie Changsheng said nothing more.

Lu Yu thought the ordeal was over, but he didn't know it was just the beginning.

Xie Changsheng's evil nature broke out and he asked everyone to sleep in the open air.

You are not allowed to stay in the inn or enter the restaurant.

I sleep on the road at night and eat steamed buns when I am hungry.

He drank when he was hungry, and when he was drunk he just lay down on the road and fell asleep.

Lu Yu knew that he was crazy about Fu Danjun, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Once, a passing merchant was stopped by Xie Changsheng who was lying on the ground.

Lu Yu tried his best to speak nice words to the other party and gave him some silver.

Then people took a detour, cursing.

Later, as we got closer to the south of the Yangtze River, it rained more frequently.

Xie Changsheng had no choice but to stay in the inn, but he had lost a lot of weight.

Lu Yu sighed as he watched, but still couldn't figure out what was so good about Fu Danjun.

On the other side, Fu Danjun was living a leisurely life with Lan Fang.

Everything the master and servant had hoped for came true. They returned to the peaceful and harmonious Fu residence and were with their family every day.

When they are bored, the man will dress up as a woman, or wear a veil to go out for fun.

Jiang Zhi has already leaked the news to the outside world that one of her nieces has come to live in her house.

No one around me thought it was Dan-Jun Fu, so they didn't care.

Lan Fang was even more satisfied, because she grew up here and had so many good memories.

As soon as she was happy, she reminded Fu Danjun: "Miss, if you get married again, don't leave Jiangnan. Find someone local. I don't want to leave."

Fu Danjun burst out laughing: "I won't get married, don't worry."

Lan Fang was surprised: "Miss, didn't you think so before?"

Fu Danjun pretended to be confused: "No? I don't remember."

Lan Fang pondered for a moment and suddenly realized that the young lady must be thinking about the emperor.

So she also pretended to smile and said, "Oh, did I remember it wrong?"

The two of them went to a restaurant for dinner. As they ate, Lan Fang couldn't help but worry: "Young lady is our niece now. Will she be a niece forever? What if someone comes to propose marriage?"

Fu Danjun waved his hand and said generously, "When you reach the mountain, there will always be a way. Why bother with so much?"

Lan Fang pursed her lips and said, "But if one does not think about the future, he will have immediate worries."

Fu Danjun couldn't help but snatch the braised pork trotter from her hand and jokingly said, "I think you are a generous person. You can't stand the loneliness anymore, so you want to find a son-in-law, right?"

Lan Fang covered her face shyly: "Oh, Miss, you are so bad."

Fu Danjun really took Lan Fang's marriage seriously and told her solemnly: "I will not leave home anyway. I will just stay at home as an old woman. You are still young and should get married and have children."

Lan Fang was also very smart. She said with a smile, "I'll tell you when I meet someone I like. I haven't met anyone yet."

Fu Danjun smiled without saying anything. After finishing the delicious food, he went out to play on the street again.

When they returned home in the evening, the whole family was waiting for them to have dinner.

Everyone was happily chatting and eating. Cui asked her sister-in-law, "Did you go shopping again?"

Fu Danjun smiled and nodded: "The streets are quite lively."

Jiang Zhi reminded her daughter: "There's a famous Kunqu opera actor named Xiao Baichun in the theater recently. He's just become popular. Why not go and listen to him?"

Fu Danjun smiled and agreed: "Okay, let's go tomorrow."

If his mother hadn't reminded him, Fu Danjun would have almost forgotten that he was a Kunqu Opera enthusiast.

It seems that in the seven years since she married into the Lu family in Kyoto, she has gained nothing and instead buried herself.

The next day she brought Lan Fang to listen to an opera and found that the singer named Xiao Baichun sang very well indeed.

But she felt she couldn't continue listening to it. The love stories between men and women in Kunqu Opera kept reminding her of herself and Xie Changsheng.

Finally, unable to sit still, he said to Lan Fang, "Stop watching and go out for a walk."

Lan Fang followed him out, and when they got downstairs they found it was even more lively than upstairs.

It turns out that the upstairs is where operas are performed, while the downstairs is where storytellers perform.

An old gentleman with a white beard was speaking excitedly, "Miss Fu cried until her eyes turned red. She begged our tyrant not to send her to the northern border and not to marry her to Wanyan Qi. But our tyrant kept a stern face and didn't even look at her..."

At this point, Lan Fang almost screamed out.

Fu Danjun quickly covered her mouth and forced her to sit down.

The old man continued, "No matter how much Miss Fu begs, the tyrant will marry her to Wanyan Qi..."

Everyone around was ruthless and accusing him of being a tyrant.

But the old man changed the subject: "The tyrant's face was gloomy, and he actually said that he had his own difficulties. As an emperor, he must consider the people and the world. If Miss Fu's marriage to the Northern Frontier can bring prosperity to the trade, then everything is worth it..."

Fu Danjun laughed and wondered how these things spread.

And the news was spread very accurately, with details and details.

The people around him began to praise Xie Changsheng for his service to the country and the people. Fu Danjun stood up and left with a smile.

From now on, she will forget Xie Changsheng's name.

She wanted to treat that man as the emperor, and even some good memories would only be memories.

It was sunny outside, and Fu Danjun was planning to buy some toys for his little niece.

Two men on horseback passed by her, but she and Lan Fang didn't pay any attention.

But one of them looked back, secretly surprised.

This person was Lu Yu, who had been married to Fu Danjun for seven years.

Although they had been apart for a long time, no one was more familiar with Fu Danjun's back than Lu Yu.