Chapter 529: Sweet Baby is Back, Come Back Soon
After arriving at the exile site, the fishermen immediately became one family with Tubei Village.
After settling down, with the help of Tubei villagers and Twelve Wharfs, they rolled up their sleeves and began to reclaim the land, recreating the bustling scene of the past.
September is passing by, and the temperature is getting cooler.
On the border of Vietnam, Tiangu is a narrow road that is thirty miles long.
On both sides of the trail are long valleys and covered with dead forests.
The autumn wind blew, blowing up the dead leaves on the road and stirring up the thick blood all over the ground.
The rustling sound of yellow leaves was like mournful music, burying the bodies lying on the ground.
The gray-robed young man put away the bloody sword in his hand, stepped on the blood on the ground with his black boots and walked away slowly with a cold expression.
Across the path, a young girl arrived belatedly. She glanced at the young man first, making sure he was alright, before looking past him and looking behind him. "Nan Sang Raid Team, the news is indeed correct."
After saying that, he scolded the young man again, "Why didn't you wait for me to come before you act? At least you have someone to look after you, just in case."
The young man curled his lips lightly, took the wine flask from his waist and drank it, "If there is an emergency, having you won't help. If there is no emergency, having you missing won't make any difference."
"Su Wu!" The girl was enraged by his appearance. She snatched the wine jug from his hand and smashed it to the ground, sternly saying, "How long are you going to be so decadent? Seeing the Nansang soldiers, you just rushed forward without a care in the world, as if you think your life is too long and you're ready to die? Grandpa Su, Grandma Su, Second Uncle and Second Aunt would be even more sad if they saw you like this!"
"Yes. You see, that's why I don't dare go back, right? lest they get even more upset." Su Wu walked past Xiao Misui without looking at her. "In just over two months, it will be the end of the Chinese New Year again, Xiao Misui, you should go back to Tubei Village. Leaving now will just be in time for the 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 his wife haven't seen you for two years, and they must miss you terribly. Don't make me feel more guilty, dear."
Little Wheat Ear watched him head towards the Valley Tavern after he finished speaking, and stamped his foot in anger. "I've already told the owner of the tavern that I can't give you credit anymore. There's nothing to drink when you go there!"
"I'm buying it with silver this time." Su Wu showed the purse in his hand, "I just picked it up."
"..." Staring at the young man's back, Wheat Ear gritted his teeth.
She shouldn't have chased him here! 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 see their loved ones die again, she really wouldn't have come!
The young man's back was no longer visible. Wheat Ear raised his hand to wipe away the tears that had flowed out of him, then turned and walked in another direction.
In the past two years, Uncle Duan Dao personally led his troops to the southern border and almost defeated the Nansang border troops several times.
In order to break the situation, Nan Sang continuously sent out surprise attack teams to try to break through the defense line of Yuan's army by going around the rear. She and Su Wu stayed here specifically to kill these people.
Su Wu just wiped out another team, and she had to go tell Uncle Duan Dao the news.
As he ran, a dark shadow flashed before his eyes. Wheat Ear immediately stopped, murderous intent flashing in his eyes. He shouted coldly, "Who? Come out!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a black shadow appeared in front of him, bowed respectfully, threw a small ball of paper to her, and then disappeared.
Wheat Ear pursed his lips, and the murderous intent disappeared.
She had seen the salute gesture made by that person just now. He was from the Killing Hall.
He unfolded the small piece of paper in his hand. The few numbers on it made Wheat Ear stagger, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
Sweet baby is back, come back quickly.
The words on the note were written with a special potion, and they disappeared in a moment when it was unfolded.
Only the exclusive seal of the Ghost Emperor of the Killing Hall remained on the corner of the note.
Wheat Ear's fingers trembled violently as he hid the blank note in his arms, turned around and sped towards the tavern, tears streaming down his face as he flew.
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Dai Viet, Changjing.
In October, the air in the imperial city is filled with the faint fragrance of osmanthus.
Shortly after the morning court session ended, officials began to file out of the palace gate one after another.
Su Wen, dressed in the official uniform of an imperial censor, walked among the crowd, standing out like a crane among chickens.
He has a handsome and gentle face, and a noble and cold temperament.
"Sir Su, what do you think of Nansang's invitation for a joint meeting?" Gan Zhenyu was walking a little behind him. When he saw him, he took a few big steps to catch up. "Now the monarchs of all countries have received the invitation and are all watching Daiyue's attitude. Only when Daiyue nods will they agree."
Su Wen smiled at him and responded politely, "Sir Gan, whether this matter is acceptable or not will ultimately depend on the Emperor's decision. But if it is, I will volunteer to accompany you."
"I'm worried that Nan Sang is plotting something behind the scenes and trying to recreate the tragedy that happened in the imperial palace. This time, they've directly invited the emperor to come, so we must not take it lightly."
"Master Gan is right."
"..." Gan Zhenyu sighed inwardly at his expression, "You're becoming more and more mature. Your words are so precise that I can't tell a thing from your thoughts."
Su Wen lowered his eyes, remaining respectful and modest. "In both public and private matters, Lord Gan is my senior. How dare Su Wen show off his skills in front of you?"
"Forget it. I'll discuss this matter with Grandfather after I return. In short, we must not act rashly or impulsively. Lord Su, the Emperor relies on you the most. Whether for the sake of the monarch or the country, I hope you can persuade the Emperor to think twice before acting."
Gan Zhenyu shook his head and sighed, patted Su Wen on the shoulder, and got on the carriage back to the Gan Mansion.
Su Wen watched him get on the carriage, then he got on the Su Mansion's carriage and headed back to his house in a lane in the West Market.
At the corner of the Su Mansion, a young woman heard the sound of an approaching carriage, quietly stuck her head out to take a look, then quickly retracted her head.
"Cui'er, is my hair messy? Is my skirt tidy?" She bit her lips lightly, her face flushed, and the lotus-colored flowery skirt she wore made her look delicate and beautiful.
The maid named Cui'er smoothed her hair by her ears and winked teasingly, "Miss, don't be so nervous. You're making me nervous. You look so beautiful today. Once Lord Su sees you, I guarantee he won't be able to look at anyone else!"
"You... are such a chatterbox!" The woman's face flushed even more. When the carriage stopped in front of the house, she encouraged herself several times before finally steeling herself and walking out while she still had the courage. "Master Su!"
Su Wen had just gotten off the car when he saw the woman approaching him. He nodded politely, "Ms. Gan, why are you here?"
"I--"
"The West Market and the East Market are not close to each other. There are many street vendors here. Miss Gan, when you come here, you should bring a few more people with you to ensure your safety, so as not to worry Mr. Gan and Master Gan."
The blush on Gan Caiwei's face faded slightly, and a look of disappointment flashed across her eyes. She forced a smile as she took the small food basket from the maid's hand and handed it to Su Wen. "I was inconsiderate. Next time I go out, I'll bring more people with me. This is the lotus seed soup I made this morning. Please don't refuse it, Master Su... It's a thank you gift for Master Su saving Xiangyuan last time."
Su Wen was about to refuse again when he caught a glimpse of a corner of an envelope sticking out from the side of the snack basket. He shrank his eyelids, suppressed his refusal, and took the snack basket. "Miss Gan is so thoughtful, so I will shamelessly accept it."
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