The team walked slowly towards Wangjiang River.
However, everyone can feel that there seems to be some gap between the guard battalion led by Banderun and the people led by Lou Loulou.
Although the two teams joined together and walked in a meandering way, Bandari seemed to be having trouble dealing with Lou Loulou.
From time to time, there will be some friction in the team.
What's especially strange is that Duan Wenjun actually chose to turn a blind eye to all this.
And it can be seen that he is a little indulgent towards Banderun, and he vaguely shows his dissatisfaction with Lou Loulou.
Even on the second day after leaving the capital, Duan Wenjun stayed in the carriage and did not show up on the road.
Even the top-notch hotels are managed by Banderun.
Lou Loulou felt very depressed.
In fact, he also felt that Emperor Shun's arrangement for Duan Wenjun was somewhat unfair.
Even when Emperor Shun finally summoned Duan Wenjun, he and Chai Jingyun were there.
From beginning to end, Chai Jingyun never said a kind word for Duan Wenjun.
Even when he wanted to speak, he stopped himself with a stern look.
Lou Loulou knew Chai Jingyun's plan, and also knew that Emperor Shun wanted to support Chai Jingyun.
In the eyes of outsiders, both Duan Wenjun and Chai Jingyun belong to the eldest princess.
However, Lou Loulou knew very well that Chai Jingyun had his own plans.
He and Duan Wenjun are good brothers, which is recognized by the world.
But for such a good brother, the friendship seems so weak in the face of his absolute power.
He is Chai Jingyun’s person.
Therefore, during this trip, Duan Wenjun felt that he was sent by Chai Jingyun to monitor him, which was understandable.
In fact, from the beginning, Lou Loulou admired Duan Wenjun very much.
He really didn't understand why Chai Jingyun didn't let him stay.
If such a talent stays, he will definitely become his right-hand man.
Duan Wenjun looked back at Jiang, and in Lou Loulou's view, this was Chai Jingyun's alienation from him.
Duan Wenjun has a problem with Chai Jingyun, so it's normal that he doesn't want to see him at this moment.
Lou Loulou once wanted to find Duan Wenjun to explain, but he never found the opportunity.
The days were dragged out like this, because the disharmony between the two teams made the team's progress very slow.
It's just that Lou Loulou never thought that in the carriage at this moment, there was only a maid named Cuiping.
Duan Wenjun had already taken Mo Shoucheng into another carriage and headed for Yuxing Mountain.
Zhao Xiaowu followed with more than a dozen guards, and there was one more person in the team, and that was Li Deming, who had returned from Yuxing Mountain.
However, Duan Wenjun was not the only one sitting in the huge carriage at this moment.
Mo Shoucheng was driving the car in front of him. Opposite Duan Wenjun, an old man was closing his eyes to rest.
Duan Wenjun couldn't help but secretly look at him with his eyes from time to time.
This second master of the Qiu family, uncle of his mother Qiu Yun, had met him a few days ago.
He knew about the existence of this second grandpa.
But he never expected that his second grandfather Qiuqiu was actually the master of Mo Shoucheng and the head of the Sword Control Sect, Tianshan Tonglao.
Before, he had always thought that Tianshan Tong's surname was Tong.
Even when Mo Shoucheng knelt in front of Qiuqiu, bowed respectfully, and said he was meeting his master, Duan Wenjun still didn't believe it.
At this moment, Qiuqiu suddenly opened her eyes, looked at him and said with a smile, "I'm not a beautiful woman. You've been looking at this bad old man like me. Haven't you seen enough?"
Duan Wenjun suddenly felt embarrassed and smiled awkwardly, "Second Grandpa, I'm not..."
"I know what you are thinking." Qiuqiu interrupted him directly. "I know you have many questions in your mind. We have been together for a long time. I can explain it to you slowly, and I can also tell you some things in the past. Years past."
Having said this, he suddenly stared at Duan Wenjun and said, "If one day, you are allowed to be the emperor, would you be willing?"
"Ah?" Duan Wenjun was stunned when he heard this.
However, a faint smile appeared on his face immediately. "Second Grandpa, stop joking! Don't say that I don't have the destiny to be the emperor. Even if I do, I won't do this hard work."
As soon as these words came out, Qiuqiu was stunned.
Duan Wenjun's words continued, "Don't look at the majesty of sitting on the dragon throne. In fact, only the emperor's heart will know the loneliness and loneliness. Sometimes, even if the teeth are knocked out, they still have to swallow them."
Duan Wenjun spoke very calmly.
I had watched too many palace fighting dramas in my previous life, and no one could understand what was going on in the palace.
Sitting on that dragon chair, there was no freedom at all.
It's better to make more money and become a leisurely young boss.
Hearing Duan Wenjun's answer, Qiuqiu was so surprised that her jaw almost dropped.
He didn't expect that something that others had fought so hard about, and that his relatives didn't recognize, would be so worthless when it came to Duan Wenjun.
However, he immediately felt relieved.
Perhaps this is what makes this father-son family unique.
A faint smile appeared on his face: "You are worthy of being Duan Daxiong's son, with the same virtues as your father."
"Do you know my father?" Duan Wenjun asked instinctively.
But he knew immediately what a stupid question he had asked.
Qiuqiu is Qiuyun's uncle, how could Duan Daxiong not recognize him?
However, this also explains why Duan Daxiong sent a letter and Yujianmen sent Mo Shoucheng down the mountain.
Qiuqiu's words echoed again, "What do you want to know? Or, where do you want me to start?"
"Can we start with my mother?" Duan Wenjun stared at him with a hopeful expression on his face.
After being in this world for several months, what he was most concerned about and curious about was the identity of his mother Qiuyun.
All signs indicate that his mother cannot be an ordinary person.
From what Qiu Yun did, he still had some doubts as to whether she was someone who had traveled through time.
This has always been a doubt in his mind.
But unexpectedly, Qiuqiu frowned, "If I want to talk about your mother, I think it would be better to talk to you first, your father Duan Daxiong."
Duan Wenjun didn't understand why he wanted to talk to Duan Daxiong first, but Qiuqiu's words had already started to ring out.
Duan Daxiong is not an ordinary person.
Their family name is not Duan, but Zhao.
Mr. Duan of Duanjiabao was half-brother to Zhao Yu, the last emperor of the former Wei Dynasty.
In other words, their Duan family was the royal family of the former Wei Dynasty.
When she said this, Qiuqiu stared at Duan Wenjun: "Now, what do you think?"
"Do you know that the treasure of the previous dynasty sunk in the Fushui River really exists?" Duan Wenjun blurted out.
Qiuqiu was stunned for a moment.
He seemed to be confused about Duan Wenjun's thinking.
He didn't care about the huge country, but he actually asked about the treasures first...
It’s really all about money.
"Actually, I have always wondered where my fat dad got so much money. Could it be that he used those treasures?" At this moment, Duan Wenjun's words rang out again.
"Why do you care so much about those treasures instead of your Wei Dynasty?" Qiuqiu stared at him and asked the doubts in her heart.
"Dashun replaced Dawei. This is the result of historical development." Duan Wenjun rolled his eyes at him. "This happened decades ago, so what is there to care about? What I think is, if we can get that By approving the treasure, I can develop Wangjiang and maybe turn it into the most prosperous place in Dashun."
Seeing that Qiuqiu was a little puzzled, he continued, "I am now the Duke of Wangjiang County, and the entire Wangjiang County is my fief. As long as I manage it well, I can be a hands-off shopkeeper."
"At that time, I will sleep until I wake up naturally, count money until my hands cramp, choose more beauties, and sleep with me three hundred and sixty-five days a year without any duplicates..."
"Really?" At this moment, a clear voice sounded from outside the carriage, "There are so many beauties, I wonder if Lord Duan's body can bear it?"
When Duan Wenjun heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
This guy seems to be bragging at the wrong time...
