Exile

69

In the past two years, 70-80% of those officials in the court who had a relation with the falsely accused old ministers were either implicated or excluded. At present, there were not many people in the court who had a good relationship with those old ministers, and few people were willing to offend other people for their cases. It was Jiang Mao who finally urged the case in person that the case was not dragged down.

After that, Su Qingbai made a loud clamor and re-packed the things when he was going out that day.

Jiang Mao just sat by and watched. When Su Qingbai had finished everything, he said, "By chance that I'm idle and free, then let me go. You can take good care of yourself at home."

"What?" As soon as Su Qinbai heard the words, he looked over and was about to get angry. Jiang Mao seemed not to keep his words. But once he saw Jiang Mao's 'I do this for your own good, you need to listen to me' expression, Su Qingbai then wilted.

He sat on Jiang Mao's lap and the two met face to face.

Jiang Mao refused nobody and embraced his fleshy waist. With an enlightened expression, he waited for Su Qingbai to talk.

"Didn't you already agree to me before? According to what you said, I have raised my body for one month and several days more. How can I not go?"

He slipped his hands along the waist of the soft meat and kneaded the buttocks. Jiang Mao lamented in his heart that there was too little meat; therefore he had to take good care of it later. He replied, "I couldn't stop you at that time. I had no time and had to agree with you reluctantly."

Su Qingbai saw that Jiang Mao didn't relent, bit his lips as he put his hand into Jiang Mao's clothes while delivering himself onto his lips.

Jiang Mao was immediately in spirit. He took Su Qingbai to the bed.

When it's over, Su Qingbai sat on Jiang Mao, "bring me too."

Jiang Mao shook his head. He was not a man who lost his head over lust.

Su Qingbai was annoyed; all the benefits had been taken, but he actually wasn't given the handle.

Seeing that he was angry, Jiang Mao hurriedly got out of bed and put on his shoes, and ran out. Su Qingbai suffered from back pain. If he wanted to catch up with him, he still couldn't catch up with him and would even sprain his back.

Holding his back, Su Qingbai scolded, "Asshole."

Out of the door, Jiang Mao had just finished rearranged his messy clothes, and heard someone called to him, "Fourth elder brother."

"Fourth elder brother, what's the matter with you?" Jiang Jun looked at Jiang Mao with a look of concern, "Your face is red, are you sick?"

"I'm fine." Jiang Mao walked on and Jiang Jun followed. "Are the gifts prepared?"

"Oh, Steward Liu had prepared for it."

In the case of a few days ago, Jiang Mao found a lot of connections, several of which were Su Lingchuan's old friends. Now that the matters had been dealt with, Jiang Mao couldn't do without sending gifts to thank them. Jiang Jun had been with Jiang Mao for some time and he intended to guide and support him, therefore he took Jiang Jun with him.

One must know; most of the people who could make a difference in the case were powerful.

Nowadays, the situation in the capital city was unclear. If others knew that Jiang Jun and Jiang Mao had made good friends, many people would pay attention to this Seventh Prince Jiang Jun.

"Thank you, fourth elder brother." After a day's errand, though tired, Jiang Jun was very happy. Disability made him impossible to fight with his brothers, but he was also a man. The more hopeless he was, the stronger his desire for power and achievement.