Seven days later, Su Jiu arrived in Fuyang City.
Fuyang City had an extensive history. The ancient city, which had existed for hundreds of years, was surrounded by mountains and waters, and a winding river flowed across the city. The old piles on the riverside were elegant, and the scenery was beautiful.
The local people were simple and honest, and the cultural background was profound and deep. It was a place where great figures and poets through the ages praised and loved to stop over.
Su Jiu entered the city in a horse carriage and observed the wine shops lined on both sides of the street. The whole place was prosperous and lively. Although it was not as magnificent as Shengjing City, there was a unique Jiangnan appeal to it that was graceful and subdued.
It was soon going to be evening, and it was going to be dark. Er Mao parked the carriage outside an inn, and Su Jiu got out of the carriage.
