It was spring when the two left, and it was already summer when they arrived in Beijing. At this time, Su Qingbai's stomach was not small.
"Go home directly." Jiang Mao touched Su Qingbai who was sleeping in his arms distressedly, and told the groom.
When he woke up again, Su Qingbai had already arrived at Yuewang Mansion in the capital.
He opened his eyes and looked at the strange house, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart. Fortunately, he was taken care of by familiar people.
"My lord, are you awake?" The servant who was waiting at the side hurried over to help him.
The boy is about sixteen or seventeen years old, and his name is Liu Wei.
"Where's Jiang Mao?" Su Qingbai put on his coat and stood up with difficulty.
"My lord, he went to sort out the things he brought." When he came to the capital, everyone called Jiang Mao changed, and Su Qingbai felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Clean up things?" After a little discomfort, Su Qingbai's attention quickly returned to the main point, "What things do you need him to sort out?"
Liu Wei replied truthfully: "It's some tea and medicinal materials you brought."
Su Qingbai was moved in his heart, and when he came to this familiar but fearful place, he suddenly wanted to see Jiang Mao as soon as possible.
Walking out of the room, Su Qingbai went to look for him outside. Jiang Mao's house is quite big, and he walked for a while before reaching the living room. He has been used to living in the Tian family for the past two years, and now he is not used to returning to the familiar atmosphere.
"Jiang Mao." As soon as he arrived at the living room, he saw Jiang Mao coming in from the outside, apparently he was done with his work.
"Why don't you take a good rest?" Jiang Mao scratched his nose.
It was rare for Su Qingbai to let go of his old face, and said something that he was embarrassed to hear, "I can't sleep without you." This is the truth.
Immediately, Jiang Mao felt that his life was complete, and he hugged him with a low smile.
"By the way, how much money did you make?" Su Qingbai asked in a particularly disappointing manner.
Jiang Mao held his head in his hands and kissed him helplessly, before he took out a few thin banknotes.
Just those few, Su Qingbai counted and counted, he raised his head in surprise, "Three hundred taels? How is it possible?" There were too many.
Jiang Mao smiled and sat down, "You have to know, your husband, I started my business as a businessman, and what I am best at is doing business." As for his identity, at the beginning, he could only bring trouble to him, and wait until he became rich. , With some influence, no one will pay attention to his identity.
Su Qingbai walked over and pinched Jiang Mao's chin and kissed him deeply, then took one of them and handed it to him, "Here, I will share your dividend."
Jiang Mao accepted it with a smile, and stuffed it into his sleeve.
At noon, Jiang Mao and Su Qingbai had dinner outside, in a restaurant owned by Jiang Mao.
After staying in the small mountain village for two years, Su Qingbai returned to the capital again. Obviously everything was still the same as before, but he felt as if he had passed away.
I used to spend a lot of money in taverns, casinos, and theater troupes. Now that I think about it, I just feel that I am so strange and ridiculous.
This restaurant is considered to be the best in the capital. In the past, Su Qingbai often came to this place to show off.
As usual, Su Qingbai took Jiang Mao up to the private room on the second floor where he often went, ordered food skillfully, and then opened the window. Just right, he could see the teahouse across a small alley, and the storytelling in the teahouse Tell the story again sir.
Everything is still the same as before.
Jiang Mao just sat there and watched Su Qingbai open the window to look at the other side. He didn't know what he was looking at, but suddenly his face turned dark and he was unhappy.
He didn't know what he was upset about, so Jiang Mao also walked over to have a look.
I saw the storyteller on the opposite side talking in high spirits and spitting everywhere, and many people around were listening to the storyteller while drinking tea.
Just so right, as soon as Su Qingbai opened the window, he heard the storyteller talk about the thwarted lover Yue Wang and Lou Jingyu.
In fact, after such a long time, the warmth of the poignant and beautiful love between King Yue and Lou Jingyu has long passed, but yesterday Jiang Mao drove his extremely luxurious carriage back to the Palace of King Yue slowly on the streets of the capital. Many people have seen it.
People's imagination is boundless. In the ancient times when there were very few entertainment programs, this little thing was enough for them to talk about it and adapt it for a long time after dinner.
The storyteller slapped the gavel, and everyone looked over.
Today we are talking about the love between the king of Yue and the lady of the Lou family. They are childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts... Then he talked about the old sesame seeds and rotten millet, and finally he concluded, saying: "Fortunately, the lovers will eventually get married, and the king of Yue will not be married." The girl in the negative building has been waiting for many years, and now she has returned to Beijing, and she is here to find the girl in that building."
Looking at Jiang Mao who came over with a dark face, Su Qingbai complained, "It's really nothing new, Cai Cai doesn't raise tadpoles and frogs now, these people are still telling a story after two years."
Jiang Mao laughed, Cai Cai stopped raising tadpoles in his family, not because of new ideas, but because the tadpoles have grown into frogs at this time, otherwise, he could keep a few tadpoles all the time and never get tired of it.
When it came to Su Caicai, both of them fell silent. They had been away for a few months, and they didn't know how Caicai was doing now.
Soon, the dishes came out, and the two of them went back after eating hastily.
"You should have a good rest first." When he got home, Jiang Mao hugged him and kissed him, "I'll go see me... Concubine Mother."
Su Qingbai nodded, seeing his mother-in-law could not be delayed, so he waved his hand, "Go, go."
Jiang Mao smiled and kissed him goodbye.
Leaving the Yue Palace, Jiang Mao stopped laughing.
Concubine Lou did not know what she did and was kicked out of the capital by the emperor. She took the original owner with her and did not return to the capital for more than ten years.
Now that the emperor is ill, Concubine Lou jumped up again, relying on the fact that he had a good relationship with the third prince some time ago, and even got involved in the palace.
Pinching the bridge of his nose, when he thought of Qingbai, he felt that this might not be a bad thing. Let Concubine Lou to torment those people in the palace, as long as she doesn't torment him and Qingbai.
"Son!" Concubine Lou called Jiang Mao as soon as she saw him, it was rare to call him so affectionately.
Jiang Mao responded lightly, "Mother Concubine."
Concubine Lou has never been the kind of person who cares about children, she asked directly: "I heard that you brought someone back this time?"
Although Concubine Lou is down and out, she still has confidantes in the palace. It is not surprising that Su Qingbai came to Concubine Lou so soon to know about Jiang Mao.
"Is my friend."
"Really? I don't know what kind of person he is, when will you bring me to see." Concubine Lou laughed.
Everyone has Nilin, and Jiang Mao's Nilin is Su Qingbai and his son. Hearing what Concubine Lou said, Jiang Mao clenched his fists, trying to control himself from doing anything to this woman. If this woman dares to reach out to Qingbai, even if she is Yuanshen's mother, he will not be able to spare her.