In the spring of the second year of Jianning, the first month has just passed, and the weather at the beginning of February is still cold.

On the canal outside Bianjing City, two large boats raised their sails and were slowly heading towards the direction of the wharf by the wind on the river.

On the deck, the cool breeze mixed with the slightest tide came to his face, Su Juning breathed in the fresh air, and the feeling of chest congestion eased a lot.

Raise your eyes and look to the shore.

The crowded dock was bustling with people, just like when she left.

When she and her second sister Su Zhiyi were sent to Lin'an by their father, it was just when King Yan was about to invade Bianjing and people's hearts were in turmoil.

At that time, the docks were full of people who wanted to escape the war and flee by boat, which is like now, everywhere you look, there is a sense of harmony.

This shows that King Yan, oh no, is now Emperor Jianning, and he is still more capable than his brother.

Last autumn, the second sister was taken back to Bianjing because of marriage, and she wanted to go together at that time, but unfortunately her father said that the emperor had just ascended the throne, and the situation in Beijing was unstable and unnecessary, so she would not return to Beijing.

So much so that in the spring of this year, more than three months later, it was her big day, and her father sent someone to pick her up.

Although she was in a hurry, she was afraid that she would not be used to it on the road, so the arrangement of the boat was very fine.

The furniture of pineapple wood, screens, soft couches, vases, and incense burners are all the same, and they are completely arranged according to her boudoir.

But the road from Lin'an to Bianjing is long, and it will be several days to float on the water, and she is still inevitably seasick, and her head is still a little drowsy at this time.

"Drive! Drive! Offended, offended, let go! ”

The noisy tapping sound came from the shore, Su Junning's thoughts were interrupted, and when he looked to the shore following the sound, he saw three or four brown horses galloping from the east.

The man at the head, dressed in an ink-colored official uniform, with his clothes flying, relying on his superb riding skills, not afraid of the narrow roads of the dock people, galloped through the dense crowd, and then pulled the reins violently, and shouted in a low voice.

"Phew—"

The horse snorted and raised its front hooves, as if as flamboyant as his master.

The man rolled over and dismounted, threw the whip to the man behind him, frowned, and rolled up his sleeve impatiently.

"What a fucking trouble, these sleeves catch up with the thick waist of the master!"

Obviously, the man was very dissatisfied with the style of the official uniform.

Rolling up his sleeves, the man's eyes scanned around the docks, and when he saw the ship being unloaded on the docks, he strode over.

He walked fast, the ground of the dock was wet and muddy, and the mud splashed under his feet was all on the hem of his official robe and the upper of his shoes, but the man seemed to be unaware.

Su Junning, who was observing him on the boat, couldn't help frowning.

It turned out that the one in front was the official ship of the imperial court, so it was no wonder that the ships behind were waiting first.

Shen Qianwei didn't know that there was a beautiful lady looking at him from a distance, and at this moment she was talking to the bow of the boat with a quick smile.

The things on the official ship were the goods of the Yamen of the Ministry of War, and he had come here to check them today.

After a few words, he handed over the matter of ordering the goods to his entourage, and he found a place for the porter to rest, crossed Erlang's legs, and waited.

Su Junning couldn't stand this portrait of a gangster, so he frowned and turned back to the cabin.

After two incense sticks, the cargo ship was emptied and left the port, and the Su family's ship slowly docked.

And Zheng Han also came back with the manifest, "Head, the goods are finished, no problem, I have already asked people to load the car and send it to the military department as soon as possible." ”

He reported the progress of his work, but Shen Qianwei's gaze did not fall on him, but looked behind him.

Zheng Han turned around suspiciously, and saw a wide and luxurious carriage stopped on the dock at some point, and a group of mothers-in-law, maids, and small guards were neatly lined up on both sides of the carriage, waiting for some characters.

Looking further ahead, on the boat docked on the shore, a young girl was being embraced by maids and disembarked.

The girl gently held the maid's arm with one hand, and lifted the skirt slightly with the other hand, although she was wearing a thick skirt, she could still see her waist soft when walking, like a willow supporting the wind.

The delicate melon seeds have a delicate sweet smile on their faces, their willow eyebrows are like ink, their peach blossom eyes are sparkling and smart, and the tails of their eyes seem to be smeared with a faint rouge, like a flush dyed after being drunk, charming but not demonic.

Qiong's nose is pretty, her lips are moist, and her white and pink cheeks are like peach blossoms blooming in spring, and she is even pampered.

There are a lot of ladies in Kyoto, and Shen Qianwei has seen a lot of them for more than a year, but this is the first time I have seen him.

It's good-looking, it's really good-looking, Shen Qianwei sighed in his heart.

"Who's that?"

Shen Qianwei put his tongue on his left cheek and asked casually.

Zheng Han then withdrew his gaze and looked at him with malicious intent.

"Ask what other girls do, want to know, ask yourself."

Hearing this, Shen Qianwei stared at him with a smile for a while, and suddenly raised his foot and kicked him on the calf.

"What the fuck did I give you a face?"

"Oops!" Zheng Han exclaimed in pain, and immediately limped back a step, and only after staying away from him did he dare to look at him with resentful eyes, "I beat people again, and I can't get rid of my hands-on problem." ”

When he said this, Shen Qianwei withdrew his crossed Erlang's leg and was about to raise his arm, Zheng Han immediately folded his hands and begged for mercy, and then turned to observe the group of people next to the carriage.

Seeing that the wooden sign hanging on the carriage had the word Su written on it, I was relieved.

"It's the Imperial Historian of the Left Capital of the Inspectorate." Zheng Han replied.

Shen Qianwei put this lengthy official title aside in his mind, and his eyes darkened.

Then he smacked his lips and whispered.

"The Su family."

It's also the same thing, the Su family in Kyoto can have this pomp, and that's the only one.

Beside him, Zheng Han was still explaining.

"Su Yushi's two young ladies under his knees, one is the second miss Su Zhiyi born to the original wife, and the other is the fourth miss born to the Cui family, I forgot the name, but there is news that Miss Su Si is about to be married, Su Yushi sent someone to Lin'an old house to take his daughter back to Bianjing for a ceremony, presumably this is it."

As he spoke, Shen Qianwei had already watched Su Junning board the carriage and leave slowly, and when he finished explaining, he saw his own head looking at him with a disgusted look.

"Why do you chirp, you know more than Mrs. Wang."

Zheng Han gritted his teeth, and said in his heart that you only said it after you asked, if you asked, I don't know, and I have to suffer again, can you usually ask around a little more.

But he could only hold back these words, he didn't want to beg for a beating.

Shen Qianwei didn't care what his subordinates were thinking, stood up and turned his neck.

"Let's go, go back to your life."

Zheng Han nodded, led the horses of the two, and turned over each other.

When the horse galloped past the carriage, Su Juning was lifting the corner of the curtain of the carriage and wanted to look at the street outside, when he happened to meet Shen Qianwei's gaze, who seemed to be looking at the carriage unintentionally.

It was a pair of sharp eyes, scrutinizing, not angry and arrogant, the bridge of the nose was straight and high, and the lips were slightly pursed, without any curvature.

This look made Su Junning feel like a prey being targeted by a wolf, but before he could react, the person had already galloped by, and only the smoke and dust from the horse's hooves were left in front of him.

Su Junning felt a little inexplicable, and after being stunned for a while, he lowered the curtain and was not in the mood to look at it again.