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

"Ah?" Jiusu was stunned, blinked, lowered his voice, and almost put his mouth next to his ear, "Prince Chang is so fierce, and he dares to rebel. Doesn't the emperor love him very much?"

Talking about the emperor, according to the TV series, will cost you your head.

Jiang Jing's eyes darkened. "The word 'favor' is the most useless. If he is not the legitimate son, he cannot inherit the throne. When the new emperor ascends the throne, Prince Chang is just one of the sons favored by the previous emperor. He is useless. He and the crown prince have a deep hatred and will not give up. If I want to resume my official career, I must rely on the crown prince and get involved in disputes again."

This era is not peaceful.

In modern times, the country is relatively harmonious and everyone is trying hard to climb up, let alone here?

Jiusu comforted him, "Since you can't stay out of trouble, then make money and change the status quo."

"To restore my status, I must take the imperial examination. I have fallen behind in these years. Coupled with the resentment that has accumulated for a long time, I don't know if I can calmly deal with everything that happened." Jiang Jing closed his eyes and took a breath. Perhaps he would show his true self in front of his beloved.

The wound on his arm has healed.

But I always feel a dull pain.

"Knowledge changes destiny. I believe you will be able to pass the exam and become a high-ranking official. Isn't that what people say? When you pass the imperial examination, you will have your wedding night..." As she spoke, she didn't notice the man's gradually becoming more and more passionate eyes.

Jiang Jing covered her hand on the table, his voice a little hoarse and particularly seductive.

"If I nominate you, you will spend the wedding night with me, right?"

Jiusu's ears turned red. She pulled her hand out, grabbed the man, and pushed him out, throwing his wet coat out. She closed the door, looked at the figure outside, lowered her head and chuckled, "Let's talk about it after you pass the exam. Go to bed, good night."

"install."

The moon was hanging in the sky and fog was lingering over Suming County, as if it was going to rain again. There were many rainy seasons in autumn, and each rain would add a touch of chill to the day.

In Chenjia Village, Bai Luoxue tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Why did she have to live in this shabby little house while that bitch could live in a wealthy and noble one? It was damp and humid here, and there were insects, ants, and rats. She was really afraid that they would crawl into her ears and mouth. She really couldn't help it and actually started crying.

"Woooooooo..."

"Luoxue?" Chen Zhao woke up, looked at the woman who was far away from him, and immediately hugged her in his arms, "Are you having a nightmare? Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Bai Luoxue pretended to be unconscious and took the opportunity to say, "Husband, I dreamed that a rat got into my stomach and ate our child. Can we not live here? Even if we live in an inn, there are big rats, wuwuwu..."

Listen to this.

Chen Zhao patted her shoulder and comforted her, "There are no rats here. Chen Nan checked before we moved in. If you really can't stand it, we can move to the town in a few days, okay?"

Bai Luoxue nodded, and closed her eyes under the man's comfort.

Lying in Chen Zhao's heart, he was thinking about Jiang Jing.

She called out in a daze: "Jiang Jing..."

"Luoxue, who are you calling?" Chen Zhao pinched her arm tightly, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire. If she didn't give a reasonable explanation, he might strangle her to death in a rage.

Bai Luoxue frowned, shook off the man's arm and turned over.

"General, you hurt me," she muttered, "who else should I call except you?"

When Chen Zhaogang became a general, Luo Xue did call him "General", and the anger in his heart gradually subsided, but he still felt that the word "General" sounded very much like "Jiang Jing", as the pronunciations of the two words were so similar.

Did he hear wrongly?

No, there isn't.

Could it be that she was thinking about Jiang Jing? Luo Xue loved him, so he should be the general.

I struggled through the night in confusion and anger.

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Boom boom boom!

Chang Bo was still asleep. He opened the door and looked at the man rushing in anxiously. He hurriedly caught up with him and stopped him, saying, "Mr. Qian, the young lady is still asleep."

Qian Junjie said anxiously.

"I have something urgent to discuss with Jiusu, I won't barge in. Hey, Zitan, can you help me call her? My mother is in trouble, and the court doctor is helpless. Can you? Please."

Zitan came back to his senses and said, "Mr. Qian, please wait a moment. I will go ask the young lady."

Qian Junjie clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you, thank you."

She didn't waste any more time, turned and went into the dormitory, knelt beside the bed, and spoke softly and gently.

"Miss, Mr. Qian is here and said that something happened to Madam Qian. Please go over and take a look."

Jiusu sat up and Zitan found a piece of clothing for her to wear.

Jiusu washed her face with cold water and forced her brain to "turn on". She walked quickly and motioned Qian Junjie to lead the way. "What happened to Madam Qian? What was her specific reaction?"

"Vomiting blood." Qian Junjie said.

Vomiting blood?

Mr. Qian was standing in the yard. When he saw Jiusu coming, he hurriedly invited her in. Luhe stood up and said anxiously, "Miss Jiu, please come and take a look at my sister. Why did she suddenly vomit blood? Has her condition worsened?"

Hearing this, Madam Qian took Lu He's arm and said with a smile, "I'm fine. I look much better these days."

Jiusu pulse diagnosis.

After a few seconds, a smile appeared on her lips. "Vomiting blood is a good thing. It means that the qi stagnation in the chest has completely dissipated. Madam Qian's face is rosy. She has recovered better than expected. I will prescribe another medicine."

Paper and pen were placed on the table, and everyone in the Qian family was extremely respectful.

After the prescription was written, Master Qian wanted to pay him back. Jiusu said, "Master Qian, you don't have to be so polite. Master Qian, please help me keep an eye on the factory in the village. That will be my reward."

After hearing this, Mr. Qian suddenly realized.

He pointed at his son and said, "No wonder this kid always goes out early and comes back late. He didn't cause any trouble, and no one came to complain to the mansion, so I didn't care. It turns out that he went to help Miss Jiu keep an eye on the factory. Okay, Junjie, you didn't cause any trouble for Miss Jiu, did you?"

Qian Junjie said: "Of course I won't cause trouble. I have dealt with several lazy and troublesome people."

Mr. Qian was worried that it would cause trouble for Jiusu.

"How did you handle it?"

"We caught evidence of their laziness and questioned the villagers. Everyone agreed to drive them away." Qian Junjie crossed his arms over his chest and proudly stretched out his legs and stood on tiptoe. His proud look made everyone present laugh.

Mrs. Qian looked through the window at her high-spirited son and smiled.

"It would be nice if Miss Jiu could fall in love with Junjie."

"I heard that Miss Jiu had a good relationship with the young teacher who used to work in our house." The maid whispered.

Madam Qian was stunned, then she remembered who it was, Jiang Jing, a convict from Shengjing. She couldn't help but sigh when she thought of his identity, but she still understood: "The master once said that the Jiang family is not ordinary people. The person Miss Jiu likes must be very good. Hey, Junjie is getting better, I hope he can find a good girl."

Seeing that Madam was in a good mood, the maid agreed.

"Young Master will definitely find a girl from a good family."

"It's good enough that he doesn't cause me any trouble." Mrs. Qian smiled gently, raised her hand and stroked the faint sunlight coming in.