Exile

57

Su Lingchuan sighed. "You go back, talk to him. Make him stop bothering about it. It's impossible to overturn a case unless... Du Cheng fell, Third Prince fell."

But they absolutely could not accomplish it.

Su Lingchuan thought so, Jiang Mao thought so too. Overturned the verdict, how to turn the case over? It was not a simple affair for people with the rights and power to want to torment you and then put on a label of a criminal charge on you.

So Jiang Mao intended to choose a once and for all solution, not only to overturn Su Family but also because Third Prince had sent someone to kill him.

The third Prince had sent people to chase Jiang Mao, and it was likely that he had not given up the idea of killing Jiang Mao. Jiang Mao would not be able to live in harmony with him or get along with him. It was sooner or later to shed all pretense of cordiality.

The third Prince couldn't tolerate him. If he didn't resist, sooner or later he would die.

"I understand your idea, but we have no rights and power, how can we go back with him? Is it not throwing an egg against a stone1?" Because of Su Lingchuan's few words, Su Qingbai threw Su Caicai to Su Lingchuan and came back to talk about it again with Jiang Mao in the evening.

Jiang Mao smiled, while on the other hand, he unfastened Su Qingbai's belt and put his hand in. "You can rest assured since I dare to say it, certainly I have assurance." After thinking about it, he added, "The things under my control, certainly I am clearer on that." With that, his hand stretched out again.

Cangzhou was close to a powerful neighboring country. That father of his didn't even like him, yet how could he survive in Cangzhou and earn a lot of property if he didn't have his own power?

Su Qingbai pulled his hand out and stared at him. "If you want to talk, then talk. What are you doing with your hands and feet?" The key was that Jiang Mao always groped a feel but didn't do it. When he was interested, Jiang Mao yet withdrew.

Jiang Mao heard that and pulled him into his arms, pulling down his pants directly. Knowing Su Qingbai was pregnant; he took the child into consideration and had been enduring it. He had not been able to eat, he also could not touch?

"Bastard!"

So this evening, even without Su Caicai, the house would not be quiet.

The next day, Su Caicai returned home and the person who sent him was Su Huai.

Su Qingbai said as usual, "Stay for a meal."

In the past, Su Huai would agree. But now he dared not, thinking of Jiang Mao's identity, how could he eat? He waved his hands and left.

The moment he said they were going to the capital, Jiang Mao was already making preparation.

He was going to take Su Qingbai with him. Although taking a carriage was a bit bumpy on the road and not good for Su Qingbai's health, but if Su Qingbai stayed here alone, he would surely have a worse life than going to the capital with him.

Moreover, he paid a lot of money to find someone to make a carriage, which was very big and not so bumpy on the road. It should be fine as long as they went slow at that time.

He said this to Su Qingbai. Su Qingbai agreed without thinking about it.

Su Qingbai had his own considerations. That day, he went to DaGe and Dasao to borrow money.

Yes, Su Qingbai wanted to start a small business. Su Qingbai was embarrassed to ask Jiang Mao to borrow money because of his self-esteem.

Outside of Su Huai's possible marriage affairs, Su Qingyang did not spend much money. When Su Qingbai said he wanted to go into business, Su Qingyang let Su Dasao give him five silver taels.

Su Qingbai thanked him. Five silver taels plus some of his savings was enough.

The border town more remote, so there were many good things, but it was difficult to transport them out. But there were also merchants who collected things, but because the road was not easy to walk, and it was not very peaceful, the number of times they came was not very much.

Su Qingbai bought many medicinal herbs and tea that could not grow near the capital.

Jiang Mao watched him busy, did not stop him, and even accompanied him in his spare time, giving him attention from time to time. He was also a man. He understood that men want to have a career.

Everything had been sorted out. Now there were only two major problems that remain unsolved. One was, he had yet said goodbye to Su Lingchuan, and the other was Su Caicai.

Who would expect, Su Lingchuan, assuming that he had heard the news, came to his door.

"Dad~" Su Qingbai timidly looked at his Lao Zi.

Su Lingchuan stared at him. "If it hadn't been for your Dage who told me you were going to do business, would you have kept it from me?"

Su Qingbai touched his head. "It's not that we are afraid that you won't agree. For a while, we haven't thought about how to tell you."

Su Lingchuan sighed. "Must you go?"

Su Qingbai handed his Lao Zi a cup of tea, pretending to be relaxed, "Dad, I know what you want to say, you can rest assured, we will be careful, if things fail, we will come back and treat it as running a trip for business."

Su Lingchuan looked at Jiang Mao.

Jiang Mao called out Uncle respectfully.

Su Lingchuan sighed and pulled out four letters from his bosom. "I know a few people in the capital; some are my students and friends. Going to the capital, take my letter and go look for them to take care of you."

Jiang Mao accepted respectfully.

"Dad." Su Qingbai had thought repeatedly and decided not to take Su Caicai with him. He said to Su Lingchuan, "Caicai is still young. It's not convenient for me to take him to the capital. Caicai will be taken care of by you and mother for some time."

Su Lingchuan nodded. "I'll pick up Caicai then."

After Su Lingchuan left, Jiang Mao looked at the name of the recipients of Su Lingchuan's letters and was shocked.

Including Bai Cangning, whom Su Qingbai once mentioned to him, the rest were either people of important positions or people of virtue and prestige. What surprised him most was Minister Li Jing, who was rumored to be at odds with Su Lingchuan.

Suddenly Jiang Mao seemed to be a little unclear of what Su Lingchuan meant. These people were not idle people. If he could be pulled them together, he would be able to sit on the same level with Third Prince, or even overwhelm him. Su Lingchuan introduced these people to him...?

Su Caicai was most unhappy about going to the capital city. His fleshy little hand hugged his Dad's neck and cried loudly. He didn't even care about his Dad's beating him the other day.

How could Su Qingbai not be soft, carrying such a small thing? But he had no other way. Su Caicai was still young and was needed more care in terms of clothing, food, and shelter, not to mention the long journey.

"Darling, Dad will be back very soon. You will be good at home and listen to Grandpa, alright?"

Su Caicai only cried. He held Su Qingbai in his arms and did not let go. "Hic...wuah-wah... No, wah-wah... Dad, Daddy."

Su Qingbai hugged him with a bitter smile. When it was time to leave, only then Su Qingbai realized how much he cherished this little person, even his usual getting in troubles and causing troubles were so lovely.

Finally, Su Caicai cried until he was tired, and went to sleep.

Su Qingbai held him in his arms and was reluctant to put him down.

Jiang Mao took a handkerchief and wiped Su Caicai's tears. He pulled him to bed. "Go to bed early." If one could say the people cherished Su Caicai the most in the world, aside from the two elder Su, it was Jiang Mao. The little person had slowly called him Dad a while ago. Now that he was leaving, when he came back, he didn't know if his son could still remember his Dad.

At night they put Su Caicai in the middle and slept with him in their arms. They would leave early tomorrow.

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