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

The letter opens.

This made Jiang Nianyin cry for a while again.

Tiantian advised: "Did Master An say anything?"

Jiang Nianyin clutched the letter, unable to control her emotions, and trembling all over. After a moment, she just cried and felt much better. In the past few days, she didn't think about this matter anymore.

She said, "He said he didn't touch Princess Jiayun and hoped that we could reconcile."

But can we get back together?

Tiantian said happily: "Miss, why don't you go back to Shengjing to find Master An? Why do you stay in the county town?"

"It's something important." Jiang Nianyin locked the letter in the box. She was tidying up her tear-stained face under Tiantian's service. She said, "Susu is our Jiang family's benefactor. From now on, you must serve her respectfully. Do you understand?"

Tiantian was shocked by the respect that the lady, the young master and the young lady showed to Miss Jiu.

I didn't see what Miss Jiu did with my own eyes, but as a maid, it was her job to be obedient.

"The servant understands."

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study.

Ming Heng looked at everything and sighed, "Sir, this Miss Jiu really cares about you. At that time, you only had good looks. Wow, she really fell in love with you."

Jiang Jing responded: "I admit it."

Why is he talking so much today?

"Do you admit that Miss Jiu is supporting you?" Ming Heng became much more lively when he saw the young master. He had been suppressed for a long time in Shengjing and he had always regretted it.

Why didn’t I say more when I was accompanying the young master before?

The young master has a dull personality. On the road of exile, he is so depressed and full of ridicule. How can he hold himself back?

Jiang Jing glanced at him and said, "I admit that I have a good appearance."

Ming Heng: “…”

Hmm? Could it be that in addition to his cheerful personality, the young master's personality has also changed? It is probably due to Miss Jiu's credit that the young master is lucky to have no missing limbs.

It’s better to be cheerful.

Stopping the joke, Jiang Jing dealt with the contents of the letter his father sent, while Mingheng stood beside him grinding ink. It seemed as if he had returned to the past, when the young master did not like having a maid serving him.

He is the only one with the young master.

There are also people in Shengjing who keep gigolos. He looked at the young master and said with a little sympathy.

"Do you have to sleep with Miss Jiu every night? If she is not satisfied with you, will she beat or scold you?"

Jiang Jing folded the letter, put it in the envelope, stood up and walked outside.

"Have you read too many novels?"

Ming Heng asked, "What is a novel?"

Jiang Jing stopped, having already determined that Mingheng had become talkative, and went back to the study to get a novel, put it in Mingheng's hand and said, "Return it after you finish reading. This is the rule of the study."

He walked into the yard.

I looked up at the clear sky, but I couldn't feel any warmth.

The letter was sent.

An hour has passed.

Jiusu looked at the woman with red eyes and asked with concern: "Would you like to take a rest for a while?"

Mother Jiang shook her head. She had just come back to her senses from the death of her personal maid, and her face was pale and haggard. She forced a smile and patted the young man's hand.

"It's okay. I rested enough last night."

She knew the nervousness and anxiety in Susu's heart.

Back then, how did this child get out of the Marquis's mansion and how did he get to Suming County? Did the Marquis and his wife know? Or did his wife not know, but the Marquis knew.

Or maybe both of them knew it.

The sky suddenly turned cloudy in the afternoon, and even a few drops of rain fell. The carriage stopped, the door of Jiu Mansion was opened wide, all the servants came, and Jiu Su stood in the middle.

Behind him are Ajing and others.

The moment the curtain was opened, Jiusu bowed and clasped his fists: "Greetings, my Lord, my Madam."

Lord Li raised his hand and said politely.

"I guess it's Lord Jiu. No need to be polite." He put his hands behind his back, looked around, with an imperceptible disdain between his brows.

What’s so fun about this?

If his wife hadn't wanted to come, he probably would never have come to such a place in his life.

Jiusu stood up and said, "It's cold outside, please come in."

pat.

The umbrella in Yi Hui's hand fell to the ground. She was so thin that it seemed that she would be blown down by the wind. This action shocked everyone.

She ran forward and grabbed her daughter's hand.

"Yuyu!"

Jiusu held her, her blood boiling at this moment. Is this really her biological mother? Her mouth trembled, and she couldn't say the word "mother".

She felt a bitter feeling in her heart.

"Don't get excited."

"Are you my Yu Yu?" Yi Hui stared at her, with anticipation in her dim eyes. Her breathing was exceptionally quiet, she just wanted to hear the girl in front of her nod and say yes.

Jiusu was thinking about how to start the conversation.

Is Yu Yu her nickname?

It was obvious that she could no longer be stimulated.

At this time, Li Yulan came forward with an umbrella, anxiously hugged her delicate mother in her arms, and gently comforted her: "Mom, you are thinking nonsense again, Miss Jiu, please don't..."

She saw Jiusu’s face.

I couldn't help but gasp.

"Don't mind."

Jiusu nodded, glanced at Yi Hui worriedly, and said, "Please come in."

Lord Li picked up the umbrella on the ground, recalled what his wife said, looked at Jiusu, and his heart was like an ocean that was hit hard by a huge rock.

It looks like the lady when she was young.

He walked over and said, "Miss Jiu looks a lot like my wife."

"It's an honor." Jiusu said calmly.

She didn't know what role her parents played in this disappearance case.

The house was already humid. Yi Hui, who had just been drenched by the rain, sat on a wooden chair, holding her chest and coughing uncomfortably several times. She raised her eyes and was still deeply attracted to Jiusu.

He suppressed the pain and memories in his heart and spoke to the woman next to him.

"I thought you would never talk to me again in your life."

Jiang's mother smiled with a hint of discomfort, "You've lost weight again."

The woman's hands are like dead wood.

Compared to the last time we met many years ago, to put it bluntly, he no longer looks like a human being.

Yi Hui smiled bitterly: "There is no way. I can't eat or sleep. As soon as I close my eyes, I will remember that my Yuyu was stolen."

Say it.

She looked at Jiusu.

But his view was blocked by his adopted daughter.

Li Yulan asked for a bowl of hot porridge. She squatted down, blew on it to cool it down, and fed it to her, "Mother, drink some porridge first to warm yourself up."

Yi Hui took a bite and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

“Is there sugar in this?”

Jiusu nodded and said, "You're tired from the journey, brown sugar can replenish your blood."

Brown sugar is a luxury, let alone brown sugar with such pure taste. Plus, Jiusu looks like Yuyu, so I drank two more sips.

Yi Hui said: "Thank you, young lady, how old are you this year?"

Li Yulan chuckled and said, "Mother, who would ask about your age right after meeting you? Drink your porridge first, don't waste your energy."

Lord Li felt bored being surrounded by a bunch of women.

Song Wang went out again and no one knew when he would be back.

I followed Jiang Jing to visit the study. At first, I thought it was just a study in a small county town. After entering, I realized that good wine needs no bush.

"Is this Mr. Jiang's book?"

"It's Ah Su's." Jiang Jing's face was full of tenderness when he mentioned her, "But Lord, don't ask how it came from, otherwise it is a secret that cannot be revealed."

There are several books that Lord Li doesn't understand at all.

Suddenly, Lord Li looked up and asked, "Why is she so capable?"