After the fishermen arrived at the penal colony, they immediately got married to Tubei Village.
After settling down, with the help of the villagers of Tubei and Twelve Piers, I rolled up my sleeves and started to open up wasteland, recreating the bustling scene of the past.
September has gone by in a blink of an eye, and the temperatures are getting cooler.
On the border of Vietnam, there are sheep intestines thirty miles away in Tiangu.
On both sides of the trail are rolling valleys and mountains full of dry forests.
The autumn wind howled, rolling up the dead leaves on the road and raising thick blood all over the ground.
The rustling of yellow leaves is like mourning and music, burying the corpses lying on the ground.
The young man in gray robe put away the bloody sword in his hand, and walked away slowly with his black boots stepping on the blood on the ground, his face indifferent.
On the opposite side of the trail, the girl arrived belatedly. She glanced at the young man first to make sure he was fine, then looked past him to the back, "Nansang Raid Team, the news is indeed correct."
After speaking, he scolded the young man again, "Why didn't you wait for me to come before taking action? At least you have someone to take care of you, just in case."
The young man curled his lips lightly, took off the wine bottle from his waist and drank it, "If anything happens, having you one more person will not help. If nothing happens, missing one of you will not affect anything."
"Su Wu!" The girl was irritated by his appearance. She snatched the wine bottle from his hand and threw it to the ground. She said sternly, "How long are you going to be so decadent? When you see the Nansang soldiers, you rush forward regardless of your own life. Do you want to die? Su Auntie, Su Auntie, and second uncle and second aunt will only be more sad if they see you like this!"
"Yes. Look, that's why I don't dare to go back, isn't it? To avoid making them more sad." Su Wu stepped over Wheat Sui without looking at her, "It's the New Year's Eve in more than two months, Wheat Sui, you go back to Tubei Village Let’s go. If we leave at this time, we can catch up with the Chinese New Year.”
"Su Wu!"
"Don't be angry." Su Wu paused, then turned around and smiled at her, "I can be alone here. Master and Master have not seen you for two years, and they must miss you very much. Don't make me feel more guilty, be good. .”
Wheat Sui looked at him and walked towards the valley tavern after he finished speaking. He stamped his feet angrily, "I told the owner of the tavern that I won't give you any more credit. You won't have any wine to drink when you go!"
"I'll buy it with silver this time." Su Wu showed the money bag in his hand, "I just picked it up."
"..." Staring at the young man's back, Xiaomaisui gritted his teeth.
She shouldn't have come after him! Whether he wants to commit suicide or die, it’s up to him!
Son of a bitch!
If she didn't want the elders of the Su family to have white-haired people and send black-haired people away again, she really wouldn't come!
The back of the young man could no longer be seen. Wheat Sui raised his hand to wipe away the tears from unknown causes, turned around and walked in the other direction.
In the past two years, Uncle Duandao personally led troops to the southern border, beating the Nansangxu border army to the point of collapse several times.
In order to break the situation, Nan Sang continuously sent surprise attack teams to bypass the rear and break the Yuan Army's defense line. She and Su Wuza were here to kill these people.
Su Wu had just wiped out another team, and she had to tell Uncle Broken Blade the news.
As he ran, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes. Wheat Sui immediately stopped, with murderous intent in his eyes, and shouted coldly, "Who? Come out!"
After she finished speaking, a dark shadow appeared in front of him. After respectfully handing over his hand, he threw a small ball of paper to her and disappeared.
Wheat Sui pursed the corners of her lips, and her murderous intent dissipated.
She had seen the salute gesture made by the man just now. He was the man who killed the palace.
Unfolding the small ball of paper in his hand, there were only a few numbers on it, but Xiaomai Sui stumbled, and his eyes suddenly turned red——
Sweet treasure has returned, come back soon.
The words on the note were written with special potion. After unfolding it for a moment, the writing disappeared.
Only the exclusive seal of the Killing Palace Ghost Emperor was left in the corner of the note.
Wheat Sui's fingers trembled violently, she hid the wordless note in her arms, turned around and sprinted towards the tavern, tears streaming down her face as she flew.
…
Dai Viet, Changjing.
In October, the air of the Imperial City is filled with the faint fragrance of osmanthus.
Not long after the morning court ended, officials filed out of the palace gate one after another.
Su Wen, dressed in the royal censor's official uniform, walked among the crowd, standing out from the crowd.
He has a handsome face and gentle temperament, and has a noble and cold temperament.
"Master Su, what do you think of the invitation for joint discussions sent by Nan Sang?" Gan Zhenyu was walking behind, and after seeing him, he took a few steps to catch up. "Now the monarchs of various countries have received the invitation, and they are also looking at Dai Viet's attitude. Dai Viet Nod, and they will nod.”
Su Wen smiled at him and responded politely and respectfully, "Sir Gan, whether this matter should be accepted or not, the final decision must be made by the emperor. But if it is accepted, Su will recommend himself to accompany him."
"What I'm afraid of is that Nan Sang is planning to recreate the palace tragedy again. This time they directly invite the emperor to go, so we must not take it lightly."
"That's what Mr. Gan said."
"..." Gan Zhenyu looked at his appearance and sighed in his heart, "You are getting more and more mature, your words are impeccable, and I can't find any thoughts from your mouth."
Su Wen lowered his eyes and was always respectful and humble, "Master Gan is my senior in both public and private matters. How dare Su Wen do anything in front of you?"
"Well, I will discuss this matter with my grandfather after I return. In short, we must not be hasty, let alone act impulsively. Mr. Su, the emperor relies on you the most, whether for the king or the country, I hope you can give him some advice Your Majesty, please think twice before acting."
Gan Zhenyu shook his head and sighed, patted Su Wen on the shoulder, and got on the carriage returning to Gan's house.
After Su Wen watched him get into the car, he boarded the Su Mansion carriage and started back to his house in Lane 1 of the West Market.
At the corner of Su Mansion, a young woman heard the sound of a carriage approaching. She quietly poked her head out and took a look, then quickly retracted her head.
"Tui'er, is my hair messy? Is my skirt ready?" She bit her lips lightly, her face was pretty red, and the lotus-colored floral skirt made her look exquisite and beautiful.
The maid named Cui'er smoothed her hair around her ears, blinked and teased, "Miss, don't be so nervous and make me follow you closely. Miss is dressed very nicely today. Mr. Su has seen you, I'm sure I can’t see anyone else anymore!”
"You... are talkative!" The blush on the woman's face became even more intense. When the carriage stopped in front of the house, she cheered herself up a few times, then she felt relieved and walked out while she still had the courage, "Master Su! "
Su Wen just got out of the car and nodded politely when he saw the woman walking in front of him, "Miss Gan, why are you here?"
"I--"
"The distance between the West Market and the East Market is not close. There are many market people here. When Miss Gan comes to walk here, she should bring a few more people with her to ensure safety, so as not to worry Mr. Gan and Mr. Gan."
The blush on Gan Caiwei's face faded slightly, and a look of disappointment flashed in her eyes. She forced a smile and took the snack basket in the maid's hand and handed it to Su Wen, "I didn't think carefully. Next time I go out, I will bring more people with me. This is the lotus seed soup that I personally cooked this morning, please don’t refuse, Mr. Su... It’s a gift of thanks for Mr. Su’s rescue last time Xiangyuan was saved.”
Just as Su Wen was about to refuse again, his eyes caught a glimpse of the corner of the envelope exposed on the side of the snack basket. His eyelids shrank, he suppressed his refusal and took the snack basket, "Miss Gan was interested, so I accepted it shamelessly."
