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Xu Chunshan then said, "Don't bother you, sir. We have tents and mule carts. As long as we have medicine, it will be fine."

After saying that, he signaled Su Jijing to follow him with his eyes.

Su Jijing didn't hesitate and walked away: "Let's go, I will take you back."

The guards were about to stop him, but Su Jijing turned around and glared at them: "Are you the official or am I the official? Do I need your consent to do anything?"

The guards didn't dare to stop him, but still followed him. Seeing that Xu Chunshan didn't object, Su Jijing ignored them.

Xu Chunshan's camp was not far from them. Because it was autumn and the nights were cold, they all slept in the car. Only Wang Er and Wu Qian set up a tent with oilcloth.

When so many disaster victims fled, there were some from well-off families who brought their belongings with them or had enough money to buy carts. Even if they didn't have mule carts, they had donkey carts or small carts. So their carts did not stand out among the entire group of disaster victims.

Because they had to wait for the imperial physician to deliver the medicine, Xu Chunshan and Wang Er carried Xu Feng into the carriage and then waited outside the carriage. Xu Yunguo helped Mrs. Xu back to their carriage to rest.

Wang Er said to Su Jijing with a grateful look on his face, "Thank you very much, Lord Su. It's cold at night, please rest in my carriage first to avoid the cold."

As he spoke, he pointed to the cart he was pulling. Su Jijing looked in the direction he was pointing and saw Wu Qian. His pupils shrank.

He didn't know Wu Bin and Wu Qian before, but he had seen Wu Qian during the interrogation at the Ministry of Justice and later at the execution ground, so he walked towards the mule cart without any hesitation.

This time the guards didn't dare to stop him, but just followed him. Su Jijing walked to the mule cart and glanced at Wu Qian. Wu Qian bowed and saluted: "Sir."

Then he lifted the curtain of the carriage and said, "Sir, please get in and wait. There's a charcoal stove in the carriage to keep you warm."

Su Jijing glanced at the car and didn't see Su Qin, so his mood instantly sank to the bottom again. However, he still got in the car without asking anything.

The guards at the back saw that there was no one else in the carriage and stopped paying attention.

As soon as Su Jijing entered the carriage, Wu Qian lowered the curtain. There was a small table in the carriage with a charcoal stove on it and an oil lamp next to it. A letter was placed under the oil lamp.

There was nothing written on the envelope. Su Jijing suppressed his excitement and took out the letter from under the oil lamp with trembling hands. After unfolding the letter, he saw the familiar words: "Father." Su Jijing could no longer control his tears and fell.

He held the letter close to the oil lamp and read it quickly. The letter described how Su Qin had rescued them, why she was unwilling to recognize them, as well as some of her arrangements and future plans.

After reading the letter, Su Jijing's heart could not calm down for a long time. He felt sorry for Su Qin, and felt sorry for her for having to bear so much at such a young age. Although the letter briefly described how they were rescued, he knew that doing this thing was not as easy as the letter said.

If Su Qin had been put in jail, he might not have been able to do so well for her even if he wanted to rescue her. He always felt that he owed Su Qin. He didn't have time to take care of her when Su Qin was young. Later, he married a step-wife, but he was afraid that she would treat her badly, so he didn't take her back. Later, his step-wife was a good person and offered to take Su Qin back, but his mother was in poor health at that time and needed someone around her. It was Su Qin who took the initiative to stay in the countryside to fulfill his filial piety. They had originally agreed to go back and pick her up in Beijing during the Chinese New Year to find a husband for her, but this kind of thing happened again. Su Qin really didn't have a good day with him, and now she has to travel outside for the safety of their family. It was obviously his responsibility to protect his children, but now he wants his daughter to protect him. She is only fifteen years old.

Su Jijing felt very sorry for his daughter. He raised his hand and slapped himself, then put the letter into the charcoal stove and burned it. After burning the letter, he looked at the corner of the carriage. There was a bundle that was very conspicuous. Judging from its shape, there was a jar inside. Su Jijing knelt down, took the bundle with trembling hands, and opened it carefully, revealing the pottery jar inside.

He took several deep breaths but didn't have the courage to open the pottery jar to check. Finally, he heard the sound of the imperial physician coming outside. He made up his mind and opened the pottery jar to take a look. There were ashes inside, and his emotions instantly broke down.

Tears flowed uncontrollably, she held the pot tightly in her arms with both hands, her mouth open with a painful expression, but she could not make any sound and could only cry silently.

A guard's voice came from outside: "Sir, the imperial physician is here."

Su Jijing suppressed his grief and put down the pottery jar and rewrapped it, then said, "Mom, wait for your son to come and pick you up."

After saying this, he kowtowed three times, wiped his tears, and turned to leave the car. Although he suppressed the grief in his heart, his legs still weakened when he got off the car. He was about to fall, but Wu Qian reached out and held him firmly: "Sir, be careful."

After Su Jijing stood firm, he looked at him deeply, nodded at him, and walked towards the carriage where Xu Feng was. The imperial physician had already delivered the medicine, and he was giving Xu Feng acupuncture in the carriage.

Su Jijing stood under the carriage and waited. When the doctor started to give the injections, he asked, "How is it?"

The imperial physician replied, "Your Excellency, if he takes this medicine regularly, and I continue to give him acupuncture for another fortnight, his life will be safe on the journey."

After hearing this, Su Jijing nodded and said to the imperial physician, "Thank you for your help."

At this time, Madam Xu and Xu Yunguo also got out of the car. Xu Yunguo had already taken the medicine and was boiling it. When Madam Xu heard that her son could be saved, she knelt down and kowtowed to Su Jijing and the imperial physician: "Thank you, thank you both for saving my life."

Su Jijing couldn't help Mrs. Xu up, so he said to Xu Chunshan, "Help your wife up quickly. This is what I should do. Since I am in charge of disaster relief, I can't just stand by and watch someone die."

With the imperial physician treating him, Xu Chunshan felt much more relieved. He also bowed and thanked him, "Thank you very much for saving my life, sir. My child is suffering from a deficiency of the fetus, which is not your responsibility. However, you still let the imperial physician treat him and gave him such expensive medicine. We must repay your kindness. If you need our family in the future, please let us know."

Su Jijing thought for a moment and said, "I am traveling with my family this time, but I don't have anyone to serve me. If it's convenient for you, please let your daughter stay with my wife and take care of her for a few days."

Xu Chunshan nodded quickly: "Yes, sir."

Upon hearing this, Madam Xu quickly stood up and called Xu Yunguo, "Yunguo, I'll boil the medicine. You pack up and follow the adults. Go and serve Madam and Miss well."

Xu Yunguo stood up and responded crisply, "Hey."

She climbed onto the same carriage that Su Jijing had gotten on before, and soon came down carrying a large bag. The guard who followed her frowned when he saw it, but Xu Yunguo was just a little girl and posed no danger, so he couldn't possibly check a little girl's bag.

Xu Yunguo followed Su Jijing back to their tent. Madam Su looked at Su Jijing with some confusion when she saw him bringing back a little girl: "Master, what is this?"

Su Jijing turned to look at Xu Yunguo, wanting to introduce her, but he didn't know her name. Before he could say anything, Xu Yunguo bowed to Madam Su with a smile, "I, Xu Yunguo, greet Madam. I'm here to take care of Madam and the Second Miss on behalf of Sister Su Qin."

Mrs. Su asked in surprise, "Do you know where Qin'er is?"

Xu Yunguo nodded: "Sister Su Qin stayed in the capital. She said she wanted to take care of Grandpa."

Mrs. Su was puzzled: "Who is Great Grandpa?"

Su Jijing said: "I'll explain it to you later."

Mrs. Su saw that something was wrong, but since Su Jijing didn't mention it, she temporarily suppressed her doubts and waved at Xu Yunguo with a smile, "Come here, young lady."

Xu Yunguo walked up to Madam Xu, who pointed to a low stool and said, "Sit down."

Xu Yunguo sat down obediently. Madam Xu looked at her and saw that she didn't look like a farm girl. She asked, "How old are you? Can you read?"

Xu Yunguo: "I am thirteen years old. My father and brother are both scholars, so I can read a little."

Madam Su understood immediately. This wasn't the maid Su Qin had found for her. With two talented scholars in their family, how could such a family let their daughter serve others? She pointed at Su Jin and introduced her, "This is my daughter, Su Jin. She's about your age. She's bored every day because she has no one to talk to. You two can just get along well. Come play with her more often in the future."