"How is it?" Jiang Mao frowned and looked at Liu Yuqing who came in from outside.
Liu Yuqing knew who he was asking, and cupped his hands respectfully, "Master Su bought a bowl of porridge on the street, fed it to the young master, and the two left after drinking it."
Jiang Mao felt relieved after hearing this, and waved to Liu Yuqing to let him back down. After Liu Yuqing left, he sat there alone and didn't speak any more.
Squeezing his forehead, Jiang Mao felt a little headache. Through this period of getting along, it can be seen that the child has no mother. He only has one father, Su Qingbai, so if he wants to be with Su Qingbai, he must accept him.
Jiang Mao touched his heart, he couldn't let go of Su Qingbai. It has been several years since he came here, and he has no sense of belonging to this other world. Everything he does here is like a game, just like the protagonists in many novels. winner. The only difference is that he didn't hug each other because he likes men.
That night with Su Qingbai was an accident. After the accident, they met and fell in love unexpectedly, until now. He really didn't want to lose Su Qingbai, the only person in this other world who had stirred his heart.
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In the study room, as soon as Liu Yuqing sat down, he received a letter from his subordinates.
"A dispatch from the capital."
Liu Yuqing sat up straight and opened the letter. Suddenly, he sat up abruptly, ignoring the kneeling subordinate who was waiting for his reply, and ran to Jiang Mao with the letter.
After receiving the letter and browsing through it, Jiang Mao, who was already in a bad mood, became even worse.
A letter from the capital informed that he was accidentally assassinated, and Jiang Mao's mother Concubine Lou suddenly stood up to preside over the overall situation. The son was gone, Concubine Lou was guarding the fat of the Yue Palace, so she immediately ran out of her Buddhist hall to find another backer. Jiang Mao's property on the surface has already been scattered by her. Now that she has no money, her eyes are on Jiang Mao's hidden assets.
Concubine Lou is Jiang Mao's biological mother, which is much more useful than the seal that Lin Feng once took away. If he doesn't go out again, the things in his hand will probably be lost by Concubine Lou.
"Now I'm afraid I can't continue pretending to be dead." Jiang Mao discussed with his subordinates with a sullen face.
Concubine Lou, Jiang Mao was so sick that she didn't see her come out of the Buddhist hall. Later, when the original owner died and Jiang Mao came over, she didn't realize that her son had changed in the shell. Now that the news of her son's death reached Yue Wangfu, she immediately let go of her former figure, and she couldn't care less about what she devoted herself to the Buddha and what she didn't want to eat. In order to find a backer, it seems like this is to dissipate the wealth of Yue Wangfu's family.
He has worked hard for the family property of the Yue Palace for many years, who in the world does not covet it now? Concubine Lou, a woman who has been eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha for many years, will definitely not be able to keep it. Obviously, Concubine Lou knew it herself.
Hu Hong walked in, and he was a little surprised to see several people who worked with him, who should be in the capital or the Yue Palace at the moment, appear here.
Knocking on the door and going in, Hu Hong was excited when he saw Jiang Mao, the young master let them know that the young master is so old.
Thinking that Xiao Shizi stayed for a while and was sent away again, Hu Hong's face became serious. Xiaoshizi is the only bloodline of the young master, with a noble status, he should be brought back and brought up well, so that he can bear the heavy responsibility of the Yue Palace.
Hu Hong saluted, and when he opened his mouth to say something, Jiang Mao slapped the letter on the table, "Look."
Hu Hong took the letter with some doubts and browsed it. After seeing the contents inside, his face became serious.
"You all know the matter?" Jiang Mao glanced around the people in the room.
Concubine Lou is his mother in name, there are some things that Jiang Mao, as a son of man, cannot say.
"Master, although the Concubine Lou is the master's mother, she is a woman who has lived in the inner house for a long time, and she can easily be used by those who want to. I also invite the master to go to the capital to preside over the overall situation."
After some discussion, Jiang Mao decided to rush back to the capital as soon as possible.
After everyone left, Jiang Mao sat alone in the small courtyard and lost his mind. He had to go to the capital.
But... Jiang Mao thought of Su Qingbai. They had just had a disagreement, but they still haven't resolved it.
If he goes to the capital, it will be four or five months at least, and a year or even longer at most.
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"My lord, when shall we leave?"
"Get up early tomorrow..." Su Qingbai's figure flashed in his mind. In just one day, he was so troubled by the matter with Su Qingbai that he couldn't eat. He didn't want to put this matter on hold for another year or a half. Jiang Mao thought for a while, then quickly changed his words, "Clean up and leave tomorrow evening."
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In the morning, Su Lingchuan, Su Qingbai and his son went to the fields early.
Together with them, there were several groups of people who helped the second uncle's family. Su Qingbai took a look, and they were almost all from his other uncle's family. He had seen them all, and there were only a few unfamiliar faces.
The land of the second uncle's house is the kind of land that Tian Long has laid out in rows, with about ten rows. It is said that there are ten lines, but in fact it is not many, because no line is not long, and the total is only a few mu of land.
"Now everyone is busy with the autumn harvest, and everyone's family has crops waiting to be harvested. Why don't we... There are five families here, one with two lines. How about going back to work on your own land when you're done?"
This proposal has won the approval of most people. It is a busy time for farming and everyone is in a hurry.
And so it was settled.
I don't know if it is Su Qingbai's illusion, but he always feels that the sun is extraordinarily big today.
After taking a sip of water, Su Qingbai continued to chop corn stalks with his hoe.
Next to the kettle was another corn stalk, which belonged to Su Lingchuan.
In the morning, like everyone else, Su Qingbai decided to break the corn cobs first, and then cut the corn stalks.
The cornstalks are to be transported back to be used as firewood.
The harvesting of corn cobs went smoothly, two rows, and the field was not long, so the father and son finished the work in one morning.
Su Qingbai is still very satisfied with this efficiency, but as far as this is concerned, they are still the last one.
After collecting the corn on the cob at noon, Su Qingbai and Su Lingchuan went back to have a meal.
The others did this job very smoothly, and they had done more than half of it at noon, and they were about to finish it. Taking advantage of the time for lunch, they put in more effort and finished it not long after lunch.
When Su Qingbai comes to the field again, there will only be these two lines left.
Fortunately, the corn cobs are collected, and only the corn stalks are left.
Chopping corn stalks was a bit tiring for Su Qingbai, but he passed it with patience, but Su Lingchuan's grandson was almost twenty, with old arms, legs, and waist, so he could bear it.
Su Qingbai insisted on sending Su Lingchuan back.
Alone in the field, Su Qingbai almost never did this, and just did it in one go.
It has been a day since I left Jiang Mao's house.
Thinking of Jiang Mao's apparent disapproval of Su Caicai, he sighed, and Su Qingbai continued to work.