Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Throughout his journey from Chang'an to Jiangnan, Gu Yao couldn't help but sigh that Xi Xun was indeed a good emperor.

During his more than twenty years in power, he used an iron fist to mend the vast land riddled with holes, excising the worms and rotten flesh that gnawed at the flesh of this land, and using the best and most potent medicine to heal the wounds.

In just five short years, the strength of the Xuan Dynasty had recovered, enabling it to wage war against the Xiongnu.

He was also a talented general, using risky and bold tactics, often launching surprise attacks and catching the enemy off guard.

They resolved the biggest external threat to the Great Xuan Dynasty and also received an extra tribute.

For the next ten years, he devoted himself to his work, and if he hadn't been such a workaholic, he wouldn't have died suddenly at his desk while revising memorials.

Gu Yao and Shen Juan traveled this short distance, stopping and playing along the way, and it took them several months.

Beside the white walls and black tiles was a small river that wasn't very wide. Peddlers and vendors hawked their wares along the riverbank. Willows swayed all around. Gu Yao leaned against a small boat, while Chen Juan beside him was picking out the leaves from a basket of bayberries she had just bought for him.

Her jade-like skin, half-drunk, blushed with red; her ink-stained robes, slightly darkened.

Gu Yao reached out and picked up a bayberry, intending to put it in his mouth, but Shen Juan snatched the purplish-red bayberry away.

Seeing Gu Yao's aggrieved expression, he felt a little helpless and shook the basket in his hand. "Yao, these bayberries haven't been washed. Let's wash them when we get home before we eat them."

Gu Yao wanted to struggle a little more, but then he caught sight of a very pretty young woman selling loquats on the bank, who was also carrying a child.

The child, holding a windmill and a grasshopper woven from straw, circled around the young woman. The young woman was somewhat exasperated. Seeing that her mischievous son was about to ruin the loquats in the basket, she slapped his hand away. "These are the only two baskets of good loquats. Let's see if we can get a good price for them. You little rascal, don't waste them. If you want to eat loquats, there are some left at home."

Even from a distance, Gu Yao could still hear what was said clearly.

The young lady spoke fiercely, but her voice always carried a gentle and tender quality reminiscent of the water towns of Jiangnan. Her soft and sweet Wu dialect always softened people's hearts.

Gu Yao recalled his first task: he had lived at his maternal grandfather's house in Jiangnan for so long, yet he still hadn't learned that soft, sweet accent.

He suddenly turned his head to look at her, his eyes burning, "Chen Juan, would you like some loquats?"

Shen Juan looked up at him, then turned to look at the young woman on the shore.

"Don't eat!"

The boy emphasized those two words heavily, clearly expressing his refusal.

Gu Yao saw through his thoughts at a glance and moved closer to this stubborn fox, "Madam, can you smell something?"

Shen Juan had already guessed what he was going to say next, so she turned her head away and remained silent.

Gu Yao raised his hand and fanned himself. "There's a strong smell of jealousy."

Then came a burst of hearty laughter.

The peddlers and laborers on the riverbank, and the young women washing clothes, all turned to look at them with curious eyes.

Shen Juan's face instantly turned bright red. "Gu Yao!"

Gu Yao waved his hand, "I know, I know, my wife isn't jealous, she's not jealous. It's just that your husband wants to eat loquats."

As he spoke, Gu Yao patted the wrinkles on his clothes and cupped his hands to his cheeks, "Young lady, young lady, how much are your loquats for?"

Gu Yao spoke in a somewhat broken dialect, which drew the attention of the young woman selling loquats under the willow tree. She turned around at the sound of his voice.

Gu Yao smiled and waved to her. The boatman moved the boat closer to the shore. The boat rocked slightly, and Gu Yao swayed, but was held down by the person next to her.

"Be careful."

Gu Yao turned his head to look at Shen Juan, who was frowning and looking at him with a hint of reproach in her voice, which was somewhat cold.

He steadied himself, yet found Chen Juan's jealousy all the more endearing.

The young woman on the shore pointed at herself and asked, "Is my young master calling me?"

Gu Yao smiled and nodded, then pointed to the basket of large, yellow loquats in front of her and said...

How much are your loquats?

"I'll buy a basket."

The young lady seemed surprised that such a handsome young man actually wanted to buy a whole basket of them, and quickly waved her hand, "Young man, these loquats don't keep well, you can eat them yourself, buy less."

Gu Yao smiled and leaned against Shen Juan as if she had no bones. "It's okay, I have a lot of family members."

The young woman breathed a sigh of relief and turned to get some loquats for the person.

Gu Yao, however, took a step and flew directly ashore. The young lady was startled by this action and took two steps back.

The young man, however, had already returned to the small boat with the loquat in his arms.

He patted himself down, then reached out to Shen Juan as if it were the most natural thing in the world, "Fox~~"

Shen Juan clutched her purse, staring at the pitiful-looking person in front of her, while Gu Yao smiled and raised his hand again.

The young man sighed and took out a piece of silver from the purse at his waist.

Gu Yao immediately broke into a smile, "Thank you, Madam!"

The shout was so loud that all the gossipy young women washing clothes around them turned their attention to them.

From that look in her eyes, Shen Juan felt that tomorrow the gossip about the two of them would be flying all over the town.

Gu Yao showed no intention of concealing their relationship and continued to lean lazily against him.

The boy tilted his head, his ears turning completely red.

Gu Yao laughed smugly, tossing the silver in his hand to the beautiful young lady, "You're pretty, young lady, consider this extra money as New Year's money for the children."

The young woman hurriedly caught the slightly heavy pieces of silver, before she could even utter a word of refusal.

Gu Yao slapped the water's surface, splashing water and using the recoil to propel the boat forward.

The young man tossed a bright orange loquat in his hand, then peeled it, took a bite, and his smile widened as he waved to the young woman.

"Young lady, the loquats are very sweet."

The young man had a bright and cheerful demeanor, and his smile was sweeter than a loquat as the small boat drifted downstream along the gentle river.

Gu Yao was a real attention-grabber. As he passed a small bridge, he waved to the young woman watching him from the bridge and said, "Young lady, want some loquats?"

The young lady blushed deeply under the handsome young man's gaze, covering her face with her fan and giggling coquettishly.

Gu Yao casually took a bunch of loquats from the basket and threw them at the two young women on the bridge.

"Please have some loquats."

The loquat, which had fallen, was suddenly thrown out, but it landed lightly and accurately in the young woman's palm.

The small boat had already passed under the bridge. Gu Yao waved to the two young women, "Until we meet again."

Shen Juan's face darkened even more.

With a blank expression, he turned Gu Yao's body back.

Gu Yao smiled and leaned against him, poking his cheek with her finger. "Young master, don't be angry. I love you the most, young master."

The deliberately softened Jiangnan style is like a spring breeze, directly stirring up the heart of a young man.