To support exiled officials, start by worshipping the God of Wealth

Jiusu sighed: "Ah, there's nothing I can do. I don't have such a powerful father."

Suddenly, she thought of Marquis Ju'an.

She pinched her chin and thought: "Who do you think is more powerful, the Marquis or the General?"

Qian Junjie had already finished a pot of scented tea and handed it to Zitan. Seeing her brewing tea, he smiled happily and said, "The Marquis has a high position, but the general has real power, especially General Bai, who is a favorite of the emperor. Even the prime minister dare not offend him."

Jiusu sighed, the general is really amazing.

"Luckily, I am now a third-rank official, so he can't just kill me. How is the factory going?"

Qian Junjie snapped his fingers and said, "It's finished. It will be ready for use after seven days of ventilation."

Zitan brought the scented tea and poured it for the two of them. She brought some bad news: "Chang Bo said that there is a carriage parked at the door. It didn't leave nor knock on the door. It's very strange."

Jiusu took a peek through the crack in the door.

Coincidentally, the owner of the carriage lifted the curtain and looked over here, then told the driver to leave. She took a deep breath. That day in the cave, she only glanced at King Chang.

Now I know the true face of King Chang.

"Are you trying to scare people here?"

In the afternoon, Jiang Jinyou returned to Beijing to report on his work, but did not bring his mother with him. Jiusu asked the reason, and his words were full of sourness: "Your aunt didn't go back with me. She said she prepared a surprise for you."

Jiang's mother glared at him and pushed his back.

"Let's go while it's still early. Don't be jealous. Remember to write to me when you get to Shengjing."

After all, he is her man. When she said this, she felt a little sad. No matter they were in good times or bad, they had never been separated.

Jiang Jinyou set out on the journey back to Beijing alone.

I feel nervous and anxious.

Jiusu asked curiously, "Aunt, what surprise did you prepare for me? What made you not even want your uncle anymore?"

Jiang's mother asked her to sit down. Thinking of that incident, her longing for him was somewhat reduced. But she was afraid that Jiusu would be disgusted, so she said nervously, "I actually know Yi Hui, but we had some conflicts when we were young, and we haven't been in touch since then. We suspected that she was your mother, so I took the initiative to write a letter to invite her to come here to play."

I didn't expect that there was such a relationship.

However, this is a good idea.

"Aunt, thank you." Jiusu held her hand, a hint of nervousness flashed across his eyes. He didn't know how long it would take to get from here to Shengjing, or how long it would take for her to come.

Maybe she won't come?

Kou Shao walked over quickly and said angrily.

"Miss, the carriage is here again, and the man sat down directly at the gate of the mansion."

Jiusu took a deep breath. What on earth did he want to do? After a moment, she looked up and ordered, "Bring a bucket of water. After he leaves, brush the steps."

Boom!

The water splashed on the steps and the color instantly darkened.

King Chang frowned and asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

The servant raised his head, raised the mop in his hand and said, "It's customary to clean the mansion."

When Prince Chang saw the servant cleaning the floor diligently, he had an illusion that the place where he had sat was being severely despised. He kicked the mop away with a hint of anger.

"I won't allow you to mop the floor today!"

The servant wanted to cry but had no tears: "I am cleaning the stone steps, what does it have to do with you, sir? If the sanitation in front of the mansion is not up to standard, there will be a fine."

Prince Chang pulled the purse from his waist and threw it at the servant.

“Is it enough?!”

"That's enough. Thank you, sir." The servant grabbed the mop and ran back to the mansion. He ran to Jiusu and knelt down. "Miss, this is the money he gave me."

Jiusu looked and found that there were quite a few.

"You've worked hard, keep it for yourself."

"This... this is too much." The servant happily held it in his arms. He planned to go to a restaurant tonight to have a meal, drink a pot of wine, and then come back to sleep until dawn.

Looking at the closed door.

Prince Chang clenched his fists, "Damn it! I always have an illusion that the people in this mansion are definitely poisonous. They keep provoking me. Go knock on the door!"

In fact, Yun Yong didn’t quite understand why he was provoking so frequently?

Knocking on the door as instructed, the voice said coldly, "Prince Chang has arrived, and you won't let your host open the door to welcome him?"

Suddenly, the door of the mansion opened wide.

Jiusu's voice was gentle, but unusually cold. She bowed slowly and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

Listening to the sound coming from the snow-capped mountains, King Chang's anger dissipated. He raised his eyebrows and smiled, then walked towards her. The faint scent of pear blossoms was refreshing.

The words were full of possessiveness.

"You smell so good, I like it very much."

Hearing this, Jiusu took out perfume from her small bag and promoted it: "Spray the pear blossom perfume on the dog, and the dog will smell good. You can hold the dog and smell it when the time comes."

Prince Chang frowned. How could this woman's words destroy the beauty of the scene?

"Can't I hold you and smell it?"

Jiusu wanted to spray perfume into his eyes. She pursed her lips and asked as calmly as possible, "Does Prince Chang want to see me for something?"

A voice of "your humble servant".

It also destroyed his desire to tease her.

The court was almost entirely filled with male officials, and suddenly a female official popped out and called herself a humble official, filling Prince Chang's mind with the images of those aggressive old ministers.

Prince Chang sneered: "You are so sharp-tongued. Why don't you invite me in to sit down?"

Jiusu bowed and declined politely.

"My humble abode is simple and I am afraid of disturbing His Majesty. Besides, the courtyard is being renovated and I am afraid it will be inconvenient. If Prince Chang has nothing else to do, I will go and help."

King Chang looked around.

"I think your yard is pretty good, so..."

Suddenly, white dust rose up all around. The servants in the mansion passed by in a hurry, carrying a bag of white ash. After a while, they came carrying soil and filled the whole yard with it.

He felt that they did it on purpose.

He also circled around him, deliberately making the scene in front of him dirty and messy.

"hiss."

When the wind blew, Prince Chang's eyes were blinded by the wind. He took a breath and felt a burning sensation. He stretched out his hands to rub his eyes, but as soon as he rubbed them, it seemed as if he had rubbed them evenly, and he felt a stinging pain in his eyes.

Yun Yong pulled out King Chang and glanced at the woman who had escaped long ago.

He raised the sword and urged his inner strength. Suddenly, his arm became numb and the sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound. "This..."

How is this going?

Why can't he use his inner strength?

Jiusu's eyes lit up, and he took the initiative: "Hey! I really bow, the courtyard is under renovation, how about you come another day, Your Majesty?"

"You wait!" Prince Chang's eyes hurt so much that he couldn't open them.

He needs Yun Yong's support to walk.

Jiusu escorted him all the way to the gate of the courtyard and made a standard farewell gesture, "I will prepare tea and wait for you."

Like a punch to cotton.

I have the strength but I can't use it.

In the clinic, Prince Chang cleaned his eyes, still holding back a fire in his heart. He stepped on Yun Yong's chest and kicked him hard several times.

"You useless guy! You can't even hold a sword in front of a woman? How can you be the head of the guard?"

“Your Highness, I deserve to die.” Yun Yong covered his chest, ignoring the pain, and knelt on the ground. “It seems that she sprinkled some medicine that would make you lose your internal strength. Now I have lost all my internal strength.”

Prince Chang calmed down a little and pinched Yun Yong's arm.

As expected, he temporarily lost his inner strength.

"Heh, interesting. It seems that I like her more and more."