I'm only one year old, what the heck is a Overturning System?!-Chapter 450 - 195: Changing Doors and Courtyards (Subscription Request)_3

Chapter 450: Chapter 195: Changing Doors and Courtyards (Subscription Request)_3

"Grandpa only let me see him out, I don’t know the specifics."

At this moment, Wei Jinyu lifted her head, her eyes vaguely misted over as she said:

"I, I will return to the palace first."

After saying that, she hurriedly left.

Xie Dongan, Wang Yang, and Jiang Ye exchanged looks, but also didn’t know what to say.

After a long silence.

Wang Yang flicked open his fan, fanned it twice, and said: "Shall we go? Aren’t we supposed to visit Dakong Temple today?"

"Right." Xie Dongan nodded, then shook his head, "First, let’s return to the Academy."

Jiang Ye seemed to want to say something but hesitated, "Do you guys know why the Holy Emperor decided to arrange Jinyu’s marriage to Chen Yuan?"

Xie Dongan spoke evenly, "It’s pointless to talk more!"

"Originally the Holy Emperor intended for Princess Xiaoyun to marry Chen Yuan, but it was the Fourteenth Princess who pleaded fiercely to replace her."

"Now that she has ended up in such a situation, it’s beyond our capacity to intervene."

Wang Yang chimed in, "I’m more curious about what Chen Yuan’s purpose was in visiting the Left Minister."

Speaking of which, he looked towards Xie Dongan, "Won’t you tell?"

"I don’t know."

Xie Dongan headed toward the direction of Kyoto Academy.

"Dong An, even if you don’t tell me, I will find out. Don’t forget, I am a disciple of Mr. Lin."

"..."

Jiang Ye watched the two leaving, scratched his head, and also muttered that he couldn’t interfere anyway and chased after them.

Since it was Wei Jinyu’s own decision, no matter the outcome, she must bear it alone.

...

In the drizzling rain.

Chen Fan silently followed Chen Yuan, wanting to say something, but not knowing where to begin.

He could tell that Chen Yuan did not like Wei Jinyu, and even loathed her, but he didn’t know the reason. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

Although he wanted to say that the Holy Emperor’s decree must not be defied, he was worried it would backfire.

At this moment, as the two walked through the rain to Fengtong Street, Chen Yuan suddenly stopped.

"Little brother, this is it, you can go back."

Chen Fan was stunned for a moment, looked at the not too distant Duke Wu’an Mansion, and then at the calm Chen Yuan, and quickly asked:

"Big brother, aren’t you going back?"

Chen Yuan shook his head, his eyes resting on that residence, feeling strangely more at peace in his heart.

Perhaps, he could never return here again.

"Then where are you going? To Grandpa’s place? I’ll go with you." Chen Fan made up his mind to follow him.

Chen Yuan glanced at him, pondered for a moment, and a small wooden sword appeared in his hand—it was the one Chen Yi gave him for self-defense in the Southern Barbarian Land.

He handed the small wooden sword to Chen Fan, "Give this to Mother and tell her, I won’t be back for a while."

"But..." Chen Fan looked at the silver-white wooden sword in his hand, "Big brother, what are you going to do? Why not give it to Mother yourself?"

Chen Yuan still shook his head, his tone somewhat cold, "Don’t ask about things that aren’t your concern. Spend more time on your books!"

"I..."

"Go back!"

After saying this, Chen Yuan no longer paid him any attention and disappeared in the streets of Fengtong.

"Big brother?"

Chen Fan, looking at the empty stone path, opened his mouth, feeling unexplainably saddened.

After a moment of thought, still clueless, he could only dejectedly return to the mansion.

"Master Fan, you’re back."

Chen Fan entered the mansion, but noticed that the surrounding house servants and others wore smiles on their faces, vaguely hearing Young Master Yi’s name.

Chen Fan secretly scoffed, assuming it was gossip about Chen Yi’s swordsmanship last night, and no longer had the heart to delve deeper.

He went straight to the backyard to find Zhou Wanyi and greeted, "Mother."

"Hmm,"

Zhou Wanyi sat in the Buddhist Hall, a string of Buddha beads in her hands, her expression serene as she watched him with a gentle tone:

"Where were you last night? You didn’t come home."

"I, I was with big brother."

Chen Fan immediately recounted everything, then placed the small wooden sword Chen Yuan had given him on the table, saying:

"Mother, what do you think Big Brother is going to do? I feel like he may not be back for some time."

Zhou Wanyi looked at the wooden sword on the table, her eyes inexplicably filled with sorrow. She reached out to take the wooden sword, sighed and said:

"This is your big brother’s matter, Fan."

"But isn’t big brother’s matter also my matter?" Chen Fan looked at her, not understanding.

Zhou Wanyi shook her head and said: "Buddha taught that everything is predetermined, whoever plants the cause must bear the result."

Their Zhou family planted the cause, but it was Yuan Er who bore the consequence.

Looking at the small wooden sword in her hand, Zhou Wanyi felt a gloom in her heart.

— She had expected this day would come!

"..."

Chen Fan opened his mouth, and as a student of Confucianism, he had some reservations about the Buddhist concept of karma.

In his view, karma was merely an excuse made up by monks.

Meanwhile, at Duke Jingye Mansion.

Chen Yuan

Then, he traveled to the backyard pond and looked at the hunched figure standing in the pavilion.

"Grandpa, I’ve made up my mind."

Zhou Tiance turned around, his expression slightly excited as he looked at him, his hands lifting and wavering, both anticipating and somewhat anxious.

Chen Yuan slightly lowered his head, speaking in a firm tone, "I’ve decided to take over the position of Duke Jingye!"

"Good! Very good...haha, good!"

Zhou Tiance was wildly thrilled, even though this result was completely different from his initial plotting, he was still very pleased.

"My dear grandson, dear grandson, come, come, come, follow this old man to see the Holy Emperor!"

Chen Yuan let him pull him to walk outside of the Mansion, an indescribable calmness in his demeanor.

Sorry, elder sister, once I deal with the matters of the Tianyuan Continent, I will come to Taizhou Mountain to pick you up...

Wait for me!

In the corner, Chen Ke watched the two people leave, sighing deeply.

Dozens of years of planning, and finally, there was a result...

...

After leaving Duke Xing’s Mansion, Chen Yi did not return to Duke Wuan Mansion, but went to the Grand Void Sect’s station in Kyoto Prefecture.

Hua Xianzi and her sister Hua Youxiang did not expect him today, but both were very happy.

"Senior brother, what’s delicious in Kyoto Prefecture?" Hua Youxiang asked.

"Craving something?"

While holding a small knife and sharpening a wooden sword, Chen Yi chuckled, "There are plenty of tasty things, like the roasted duck on Spring Breeze Street, which is especially delicious."

"And the sticky rice cake from Penglai Tavern, it’s simply outstanding..."

Listening to Chen Yi list one delicacy after another, Hua Youxiang almost drooled.

After a moment.

She asked suspiciously, "Senior brother, haven’t you been away from Kyoto Prefecture for a long time? How do you know all this so clearly?"

Chen Yi mysteriously shook his head, "Can’t say, can’t say."

In fact, all this was gleaned from the common folk across the entire Kyoto Prefecture while his Sword Intent covered the region.

Some connoisseurs of fine food even recommended it to travelers from other regions.

Hua Xianzi sat quietly by the side, looking at Chen Yi with a gentle smile, feeling very comfortable with life like this.

With her senior brother and family around, she felt very content.

Hua Youxiang’s eyes rolled a bit and she said, "Sister, why don’t we go out for a walk now?"

Hua Xianzi glanced at her reproachfully, "It’s raining, let’s go when the weather is better."

In fact, she just didn’t want to reduce the time spent with Chen Yi.

"Alright, alright," Hua Youxiang looked at Chen Yi carving the wooden sword and started to carve one herself.

"Senior brother, the wooden swords you are carving look better and better."

Chen Yi smiled, looking at the wooden sword in his hand but couldn’t quite call it good-looking, since his carving skills were quite average.

Fortunately, his aim was not to practice carving, but to store his Sword Intent, focusing on practicality.

Once he prepared three wooden swords, strands of Silver White Sword Intent began to gather on them.

In the next moment, those simple-looking wooden swords shone brightly, as translucent as white jade.

Next......Chen Yi’s Sword Intent spread out, quickly finding Sun Zhengqiu who was in Jizhou Prefecture.

At the moment, he was riding north, seemingly returning to the Grand Void Sect.

Chen Yi pondered for a moment and then lightly tapped his finger.

The three wooden swords then transformed into three spots of silver white, disappearing in the dense clouds.

Fortunately, they did not leave silver white traces like last night’s Sword Trace, otherwise it might have caused another stir among the people of Kyoto Prefecture.

"Senior brother, you..."

Hua Youxiang was about to speak, but was stopped by a gesture from Hua Xianzi.

"Senior brother is busy with important matters, let’s talk later."

"Alright."

Chen Yi, ignoring the sisters, sent a Sound Transmission to Sun Zhengqiu, "No need to rush back to the Sect just yet."

"Sir?" Sun Zhengqiu did not dare delay, saluting and said, "Please instruct me, sir."

"Take these three wooden swords to Beizhi and deliver them to my father."