After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

Wen Yu was silent for a while, then nodded: "Tomorrow I will take a boat north, pass Xiangzhou, and then go to Yunzhou with the caravan. Prefect Song will meet me in Xiangzhou, and he also helped to find the caravan."

Su Xuanming clenched his hands tightly inside his wide sleeves.

He struggled to find his voice again: "Have a safe trip. I'll see you off tomorrow."

Wen Yu turned around, put his hand on the door knocker, paused for a moment, and then pushed the door open firmly.

That night, Su Xuanming wrote "Sanwu" all night.

It was not until the dawn that Su Xuanming stopped writing, straightened his appearance, called a carriage, and went to the dock.

It's still a little chilly at the pier in early spring.

The hard-working dock laborers had already started loading and unloading goods with their bare chests.

Su Xuanming waited for a while and saw Wen Yu walking slowly towards him in the morning mist.

Her eyebrows and eyes were clear and distinct, with dewdrops condensed on her eyelashes. She looked like a fairy walking out of a painting, clear and cold.

But when she saw Su Xuanming waiting at the dock, her original coldness faded away bit by bit, and she smiled, like a snow lotus in full bloom on the top of a snowy mountain, which was so captivating!

"You came?"

Su Xuanming took Wen Yu's light blue handbag, which was his birthday gift to Wen Yu: "If you can't sleep, come here early and wait for a while."

The two were speechless for a moment.

The passenger ship has already boarded the sampan, and passengers are boarding one after another.

"Lord Cui and Master Liu both said that according to your ability, as long as you perform normally, you will have no problem in this imperial examination. When you get nervous, your mind tends to go blank. Do you remember what I said? Cover your mouth and nose, hold your breath until your chest feels stuffy, then release your hands. This way you won't be so nervous."

Wen Yu kept on talking, as if he had endless things to say: "Yunyan is taking the caravan to Yunzhou. It's inevitable that someone in Kyoto will be jealous of her property in Kyoto. You should take care of it. If it's inconvenient for you to go to the cosmetics shop, go find Song Da. His daughter is also a good businessman."

After thinking for a while, Wen Yu continued, "Madam is not here, so you should be careful in Kyoto. Master Tong will not be happy to see you enter the court. If he lets you marry the princess..."

"Wen Yu." Su Xuanming interrupted Wen Yu.

"Ok?"

"You talk too much, it's not like you anymore."

Wen Yu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yeah, it doesn't look like me anymore."

His words were full of melancholy.

Su Xuanming looked at Wen Yu steadily, as if he wanted to see into her heart: "There are many novelists in Yunzhou. They have their strengths, and you have your strengths. When you come to Yunzhou, don't underestimate yourself."

"I will not."

"After learning from many people, you must send me your first book."

"Ah."

Su Xuanming wanted to say something else when he heard the boat attendant shouting, "The boat is about to leave. Is there anyone who hasn't boarded yet? Hurry up!"

Su Xuanming returned the bag to Wen Yu: "It's time for you to get on board."

"Yeah." Wen Yu took a deep breath, and strode onto the sampan alone.

"Wen Yu!" Su Xuanming suddenly shouted.

Wen Yu turned around and saw Su Xuanming looking at him with burning eyes.

He said: "I won't marry a princess!"

Wen Yu nodded, turned around and got on the boat.

"Young lady, what good news has happened that makes you so happy?" the waiter on the boat asked curiously.

Wen Yu touched the corner of his mouth and found that it had been curled up and had never fallen down.

Su Xuanming stood there on the dock and did not leave for a long time even though he could no longer see the passenger ship.

"See, this is the importance of power. Because your Yongchang Marquisate does not have enough power, you are trapped in Kyoto and cannot leave."

"You missed your brother's most important event, you were unable to protect your sister, and you watched the woman you loved leave without even being able to see her off. Don't you have any regrets? Don't you want to be an eagle flying freely in the sky?"

The person who was speaking was wearing a bamboo hat, which pulled him down so that his face could not be seen clearly.

Su Xuanming did not turn around, his eyes were fixed on the north: "The Saint wants to call me Princess Shang."

This is not a question, but a statement.

The man wearing a bamboo hat picked up the fishing rod behind him and threw it into the river without even putting bait on it.

There was a hint of sarcasm on his lips: "Yes. Your mother has made too much moves in Yunzhou. Yunzhou can be good, but not that good. The grassland can be defeated, but not completely defeated. Do you understand?"

Su Xuanming rubbed his right index finger and thumb, and the soft touch of the handbag seemed to still linger there.

"I understand. My grandfather, God of War Gu, is a lesson for us."

"Smart!" The man wearing the bamboo hat showed a hint of admiration in his eyes.

He hated stubborn people the most, like Cui Sanlun and the guy named Zhu in the south.

"I don't marry the princess." Su Xuanming finally turned around and said firmly.

The man in the bamboo hat pulled back his fishing rod, with a tattered cloth shoe hanging on the hook.

The man sighed and threw the broken shoe and the entire fishing rod into the river.

"Of course I can't marry the princess. A young talent like you should be loyal to the Great Zhou. What's the point of being a mascot beside a woman?"

The two seemed to have reached some kind of agreement, one going east and the other going west, and then they separated.

After Su Xuanming returned to the study, he collapsed in his chair, feeling an unprecedented fatigue sweeping over him.

His thoughts inevitably went back to a few days ago.

As the saying goes, there are no secrets in Kyoto. Even there are rumors among the people that the emperor wants Su Xuanming to be his consort. As the person involved, Su Xuanming got the news very early.

The current emperor has three younger sisters who are still unmarried, namely the Seventh Princess, the Ninth Princess, and the Eleventh Princess.

Among these three, only the Seventh Princess and Su Xuannian are of the same age.

That day, Su Xuanming had just finished school when the Seventh Princess sent someone to meet him at Fuquan Teahouse.

The seventh princess said that she admired the general and could not bear to see his eldest son Su Xuanming being buried, so she told Su Xuanming in advance that the emperor wanted to grant them marriage and asked him to respond in advance.

Thinking of this, Su Xuanming closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows with his hands.

It doesn’t matter whether the Seventh Princess’s starting point is true or false.

What’s important is that this incident shows that the emperor lived up to his previous trust in A Niang.

Su Xuanming felt very uncomfortable. His mother was still eating sand at the border, working hard for the people of Yunzhou to live a good life, but the man on the dragon throne was already thinking of putting away the bow after the bird was killed.

Su Xuanming smiled bitterly. Is this the situation in the imperial court? It was A-niang who had withstood all these conspiracies and plots for the entire mansion!

Su Xuanming let out a long sigh. No wonder A Niang had such thoughts! Sure enough, the person who could see the current emperor most clearly was A Niang!

Su Xuanming's gaze became more and more sharp. The Yongchang Marquis Mansion must not become the second Gu Mansion!

I must pass this Enke exam!

The entire Baichuan Academy must also go all out!