The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

Gu Shiwei woke up from the fragrance.

She opened her eyes in confusion. The Oriental fish was white, the birds on the trees were chirping in the spring, and Han Shiyan was concentrating on roasting fish by the fire nearby. He has already roasted it for quite a while and placed it on the broad leaves. Compared with the sweetness of yesterday's honey, today's roasted fish has more aroma of perilla leaves.

"You woke up? Are you feeling better?"

Gu Shinwei rubbed his eyes and sat up.

Although he is still a little weak, he is much better than yesterday when he was unable to move.

"It's all good. You grilled so many fish, could it be that you didn't sleep all night last night?"

Gu Shiwei looked at the neat rows of small bamboo tubes, thinking that Han Shiyan had filled them with water, and then looked at the grilled fish piled on the leaves that could feed them several meals, with a slightly subtle expression.

Who would believe this! The iron-faced Han Yushi, who was constantly killing people, was actually a snail girl in private.

"Just getting up earlier. This is nothing. When I was in Bianjing, I often got up very early, and then rode my horse to catch the first batch of the first batch of cakes at Min Kee Meat Pie Shop. Although they were all It comes out of the oven, but the first piece of cake is different from the ones next to it. The gourmets call it the first cake."

Gu Shiwei felt itchy hearing this. Although many people felt that it should not be called "head cake" but "head disease"... But she could smell the fragrance from this description. "When I get back to Bianjing, , I must try it once too.”

With a smile on Han Shiyan's face, he knew that Gu Shiwei would definitely be very happy and not feel weird.

He thought, and the movements of his hands became a little more agile.

Gu Shinwei watched and got up to move around. She circled around the bamboo raft and inspected it carefully...

Although she didn’t know if it was strong or not, she couldn’t make one stronger, so she just thought it was a bamboo raft!

With this thought, she turned over the baggage with satisfaction, put the treasures that Han Shiyan had rescued for her one by one, wrapped them up, and walked around again, but she couldn't see anything. A bumpkin bulged in the distance, and Han Shiyan also put up a wooden sign with the simple words Zhao Jin's Tomb on it.

Gu Shinwei curled his lips and stepped on the grave a few times.

"Remember to stop the old thief Gu on the road to hell. He must be so happy about the reunion of father and son that the ancestral graves of the old Gu family will smoke. Your grandmother, your aunt, has never seen such a big boy like you. If she did, she would definitely be He was so excited that he picked up a knife to kill someone."

"If she performs well and makes the judge look interesting, she might be able to reward you with the highest mountain of swords... Then you will be able to reach the top as you wish. How beautiful?"

Gu Shiwei thought about how many people the old thief Gu and Zhao Jin had killed for their own selfish purposes, and he wished he could take out Zhao Jin and suck some more.

She thought about it, stamped her feet a few more times, then squatted down by the river to wash up, and returned to Han Shiyan.

Su Ziye and Yu were a perfect match. She didn't know whether Han Shiyan had any talent for martial arts, but his skill in making delicious food was so good that Gu Shiwei almost wanted to swallow it with his own tongue.

Han Shiyan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was alive and well and nothing had happened.

Thinking about Gu Shiwei's words just now, he couldn't help but explain, "The weather is getting hotter and hotter. This is the upper reaches of the river. If we leave the corpses alone, diseases may breed. It's not like we are showing any kindness."

Gu Shiwei was stunned. She didn't expect Han Shiyan to say this to her. He waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "Just die."

Because they were in a hurry, the two of them didn't chat much. After eating, they worked together to push the bamboo raft into the river.

"I have lived in Suzhou for a while, and I am very good at punting. You didn't sleep last night, so why not lie down on the bamboo raft and rest first. When I am tired, I will take my place." Gu Shinwei said, holding up his hand. The pole gently jumped onto the bamboo raft. She stretched out her hand towards Han Shiyan and pulled him up with a gentle tug.

The bamboo raft sank slightly, but soon floated again and went south along the river.

The spring breeze blew on my face, the red sun had risen in the east, and the warm orange light made the entire river glow with warmth. The willows on both sides of the bank were swaying in the wind and their braids were swaying, and by chance, the trees full of peaches and plums poked their heads towards the river.

Gu Shinwei held the bamboo raft, and his mood suddenly improved.

She stretched out her fingers and pinched it gently, then broke off a peach blossom branch and put it to the tip of her nose to smell it. The faint fragrance hit her face, making people couldn't help but jump for joy. She bent down and inserted the peach blossom branch in front of the bamboo raft.

"The peach blossoms in Bianjing should have fallen by now, right?"

"The ones on the top of Wufu Temple should fall later. Speaking of the peaches from Wufu Temple, they are as big as a baby's face, sweet and full of water. They are rare and delicious. A nun named Wu who lives next to my mother-in-law , is good at making pickled dried peaches.”

Listening to Gu Shiwei's question, Han Shiyan, who was sitting at the other end of the bamboo raft, answered seriously.

"When the dried peaches are ready this year, I will send you a can. Another way to eat it is to dry the peach flesh, sprinkle it with sugar and eat it with fried beans. It will have a unique taste."

Gu Shiwei was so excited after hearing this that he gave Han Shiyan a thumbs up, "You must remember it."

As she spoke, she turned her head and looked forward. All she saw was that both sides of the bank in front were covered with pink peach blossoms. It was almost impossible to see the end at a glance. When the breeze blows, the peach petals fall from the trees and fill the entire river.

"Han Shiyan, look at it! Taolin! There are so many peach groves!"

Gu Shiwei's eyes were filled with excitement. She turned to look at Han Shiyan with bright eyes, "Shouldn't you literati start reciting poems and composing poems right now? Don't worry, I will never laugh at you."

"After all, I can only talk about beauty!"

But she didn't know what kind of scene Han Shiyan, who was sitting on the bamboo raft, was seeing, "Well, it's beautiful!"

Flowers are beautiful, people are even more beautiful.

Han Shiyan said silently in his heart.

Gu Shenwei was startled and burst out laughing, "Honestly, you scholars, have you written your poems in advance? There are just plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums, chanting spring, summer, autumn and winter... you write them down in one year, I even know what I’m going to write next year!”

"I'm still waiting to hear you write poetry, but you're really good. Like me, you can only talk about beauty! I can't see through this!"

You saw through a big-headed ghost!

Han Shiyan secretly added, "It would be great if I had pen and ink now, I could draw it!"

Han Shiyan thought and traced Gu Shiwei's figure hundreds of times in his mind...

The bamboo raft flowed into the peach blossom forest, and the petals fell down, falling on the bamboo raft and on Gu Shiwei's hair... Han Shiyan looked at it, and his heart moved. Although there was no hole flute or bamboo flute here, , but he can whistle...

A melodious whistle sounded, and Gu Shiwei couldn't help but beat his feet while holding the boat, and started humming softly... (End of Chapter)