Imperial Treasure-Chapter 1023 - 612: Farewell, Yangzhou (2)

Although Fu Junnuo is fierce, she’s not foolish. Weighing her options, she felt that searching for the treasure by herself would be too dangerous with serious consequences, but it was different for Sui Yi.

She naturally saw the earth mound ahead.

Cool exterior but warm interior, highly principled, such people are rare.

Regarding Fu Junnuo’s suggestion, Sui Yi neither agreed nor disagreed, he simply flicked Demon Que to shake off the dust, dirt, and blood; the sword glimmered silver as it was sheathed.

"I’ll wait for you to return from Goryeo. Then, if you want to go after Yang Su’s treasure, I’ll accompany you."

"Let’s go, I’ll escort you out of the city."

Sui Yi spoke with such calmness and resolution that Fu Junnuo didn’t say a word more. Together, under the night sky, they left Yuhang City, and by dawn, they reached the small town port of Shuidu two hundred miles away.

At dawn, with the morning dew still not dry, the two had not rested or washed after leaving Yuhang overnight, but being Martial Artists, their physical endurance was astonishing, showing no signs of fatigue on their faces.

The two sat at the teashop by the post station and ordered a basket of buns and two bowls of vegetable soup. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

The cuisine of this world was certainly not as advanced as modern times; the soup lacked seasoning, and the buns were just plain bread, but they were authentic and tasted alright, so Sui Yi ate one bun and a bowl of soup.

"You’re just going to eat that little? Just one?" Fu Junnuo stared at Sui Yi.

"That’s enough," Sui Yi replied calmly.

"Ran all night, and you’re just eating one bun... How have you survived until now? Are you purposely leaving it for me?"

If it were any other woman, she might have felt embarrassed and pretended to be ladylike by starving herself.

But not Fu Junnuo; she picked up the fifth bun as she spoke.

Sui Yi glanced at her, "You didn’t eat last night; I ate then."

Fu Junnuo: "..."

She ate.

Oh well, let’s not mention it.

After quickly finishing her bread, Fu Junnuo headed to the riverbank. She needed to return to Goryeo, taking a different route from Sui Yi, requiring several transfers along the way, but here was where they had to part.

By the river, the reeds were bending, and Fu Junnuo watched Sui Yi, dressed as a swordsman, standing straight on the wooden plank.

"Are you going to Changan next?"

"I’ll first follow the Qiantang, and see where it leads."

Sui Yi’s answer was evidently strange; Fu Junnuo felt he seemed particularly interested in Qiantang, rather than Yang Su’s treasure or other matters.

"If that’s the case... how will I find you in the future?"

"In a year, if I’m still around, I’ll go buy a house in Changan and name it Sui Tang Square. You can come find me then."

This world had neither planes nor high-speed trains nor any form of transportation.

Nor the internet to search people.

Sui Yi didn’t dare overestimate his ability to find someone or a way back within a year.

Likely, just the journey itself would break a horse from exhaustion.

"Then, what do you mean by not being around?"

Fu Junnuo gazed deeply at Sui Yi, somewhat anxious. Could not being around mean... death?

"If I’m not around, it means I have left... returned to the original place," Sui Yi didn’t elaborate, and handed a package to Fu Junnuo.

"Here are some buns I just bought and a pot of water; eat them on the road."

Saying this, he tossed a piece of loose silver to the boatman.

"Boatman, let’s go."

"Alright!"

The small boat slowly moved away from the riverbank, and Fu Junnuo stood at the stern, watching Sui Yi’s figure grow smaller... inexplicably, her joy in returning home diminished.

Having a close friend is hard, accompanying each other is harder; what beautiful moments we had...

Master, is this what you meant by how lucky one is to have such a companion in a lifetime?

Only after Fu Junnuo left, did Sui Yi finally leave here as well.

Turning towards Qiantang River, heading in the direction of Changan.

This journey felt bewildering, firstly because she was too unfamiliar with this world, and secondly... she didn’t know how to find those people and Cangwu.

The vast world left her feeling desolate.

A fortnight later, on the Yangzhou River, the green hills on both banks lushly stretched, with many merchant ships navigating the river.

Their destination was the Beautiful Place West of the Bamboo, the renowned city of Huai left.

That is, Yangzhou.

One of the most prosperous and civilized cities in Midland, a cultural ancient city.

Even though there was about half a day left to reach Yangzhou, many people on the ship already showed signs of relief, as this journey wasn’t easy, constantly guarding against river pirates and thieves, but fortunately, all was well.

Many were emerging on the deck to get some fresh air.

Among them were some Martial Artists bearing long knives or swords at their waists, well-dressed merchants, and ordinary folks, all sorts on the deck.

"These ten days of traveling by water have nearly worn me out; after landing, I must have a good meal and drink... They say the soup buns in Yangzhou are famous all over the world~ and there’s also that Famous Willow Lane in Yangzhou, I hear the women there are top-notch beauties, brothers, when we reach Yangzhou, let’s enjoy ourselves."

Several Martial Artists cheered loudly.

However, when mentioning Famous Willow Lane, it caused some discomfort among the merchant wives.

The brothels are indeed for these uncouth types.

But as these men spoke of brothels, their eyes collectively turned to one spot.

There, in a corner of the deck, was a small group of people, with a shrewd-looking, short-statured small merchant, accompanied by a woman.

The focus was on the woman,

A young lady, neither too tall nor too short, dressed in plain, light blue, simple garb, with beautiful and delicate features, but with a slightly sorrowful expression between her brows, looking as pitiful as a rabbit; her appearance was indeed exquisite, her skin fair and tender, surpassing many renowned courtesans, with a pure and gentle demeanor unmatched by the seasoned women of brothels.

Thus, most of the men on the ship fantasized about this lady.

Unfortunately, the lady had her hair styled in a married woman’s coiffure, indicating she was the wife of that small merchant. (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)