Chapter 25 Who is he?

The carriage happened to pass by the door of the restaurant.

Jiang Shuyue followed Qiu Ju's line of sight and saw Xiao Jingzhao getting on his horse.

Under the illumination of the morning light, the cold aura around the man weakened, and there was a hint of arrogance, making it difficult for people to get close to him.

"Mom, who is the bastard! Did he bully you? Beat him up when you grow up."

"puff!"

Qiu Ju couldn't help but burst into laughter. Young Master Suisi was too witty and knew that she was too young to defeat him now.

As Suisui spoke, he stood up and leaned against the carriage window to watch.

As soon as Sui Sui showed his face, Jiang Shuyue hugged Sui Sui back hard: "Be good, Sui Sui. It's a misunderstanding and there are no bastards."

She couldn't really let Sui Sui remember that person, Sui Sui's memory was particularly good.

What if he really is that person, what if Suisui actually meets him one day.

It is against human ethics for a son to beat me, and he must not be allowed to do it.

Jiang Shuyue hugged Suisui and gently stroked his smooth little face.

He said with a serious face: "Son, if one day a powerful person tells you that he is your father, will you go with him?"

Sui Sui has never seen his mother so nervous before. He shook his head without hesitation: "No, I want to be with my mother every year, and I have to study and practice martial arts to protect my mother."

"My son is so good, and my mother will never leave Sui Sui." Jiang Shuyue was so excited that tears welled up in her eyes, and she hugged Sui Sui tightly, as if someone was trying to steal her son.

"Mom, didn't you say that Dad already died for the country on the border and he won't come back?"

Qiu Ju especially understands the young lady's concerns. Those who can enter the princess's house for the banquet are either rich or noble.

She echoed Jiang Shuyue's words: "Master, what your mother said is if, that is, it doesn't happen."

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The morning breeze blew by, and Xiao Jingzhao sneezed.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

The master is busy all day long, and Xiang Song is worried about Xiao Jingzhao's health.

"Nothing, let's go."

Xiao Jingzhao pushed his legs hard, and the horse underneath him started running quickly.

The sound of horse hooves sounded, and in an instant, the few people quickly left Jiang Shuyue and his party behind.

Jiang Shuyue unfolded the map. To go to Laiyang, she had to pass through Jingning and Jingjiang.

Although the ancient maps were not as detailed as modern maps, the distances were still relatively accurate.

Jiang Shu estimated that it would take about two days to reach the edge of Laiyang City.

Along the way, there are many wine shops, and from time to time you can see refugees continuing on their way.

While having dinner at a wine shop at noon, there were homeless people begging along the street. Jiang Shuyuejian, the shopkeeper, did not chase them away, but also ordered the waiter to take out the leftover food from the guests and distribute it to the homeless people.

Su Huairen couldn't help but sigh: "The King of Yannan is kind, and the land he governs is full of humanity, which is many times better than the fatuous king in the capital."

"Who says it's not true? It was the queen's family who first proposed not allowing refugees and beggars to enter the capital, saying that refugees would disrupt the lives of the nobles in the capital.

It made them look dirty, but that bastard actually issued an order. If the city guards allowed the refugees to enter the capital, they would cut off the heads of the city guards and hang them on the city gate. "

The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and the two of them have nothing to worry about, except for the fact that they have not cursed any more harsh words.

When Lin Miaoshou talked about the Queen's mother-in-law's family, an imperceptible hint of hatred flashed across his eyes.

"Hey! Old Lin, how come you know this matter so well? Not many people know the specific content of the imperial edict." Su Huairen asked in hindsight.

Lin Miaoshou was slightly startled, and he made a haha.

"This is not a secret. I once treated a city guard and he told me."

"real!"

Su Huairen was dubious.

Seeing Lin Miaoshou's serious expression, he stopped asking further.

At dusk two days later, Jiang Shuyue and her party arrived at the edge of Laiyang City.

The scene in front of her surprised her. She thought that there would be fewer refugees in Laiyang.

There were shacks set up one after another on both sides of the road. In addition to the government officials giving porridge, there were also many businessmen dressed as if they were giving porridge.

Looking around, there are ragged refugees in front of them, and there is an endless stream of people coming to receive porridge.

Several officials sat in a row, registering and registering, while the clerks on the side were busy writing.

Lin Miaoshou glanced at the long queue and said to Su Huairen: "The government registration is to count the number of refugees. We don't need government assistance or registration."

Su Huairen raised his head and looked at the sky. It was still too late to enter the city at this time.

Su Jin was driving the carriage behind and saw Lin Miaoshou driving the carriage forward.

He looked left and right, then turned back and said in a low voice: "Mom, we still have money in hand. We can rent a small courtyard to live in and think of something else."

"You can discuss this with your father later. Mom will listen to you."

In this era, husbands and sons are the ones who make the most decisions in the family, and Aunt Su is no exception. Su Jin is a person with ideas and has more ideas than his father in doing things.

After entering the city, Lin Miao walked straight to a street in the north without stopping.

"Hey, Old Lin, where are you going?" Su Huairen asked in confusion when he saw the carriage heading towards an alley behind the street.

"A good friend of mine has an unused courtyard here, which is just right for us to stay." Lin Miaoshou said in an understatement, and Su Huairen always felt that something was wrong.

The carriage stopped in front of a gate without a plaque, and Lin Miao went up to unscrew the rusty lock.

Only then did Su Huairen react and quickly went up to stop him: "Old Lin! Let's break in. Is there something wrong with that?"

Lin Miaoshou disagreed: "Old Su, if you have an empty house, and I go to your empty house when I have nowhere to go, will you let me break in?"

Su Huairen straightened his chest and said without hesitation: "Based on the friendship between Brother Lin and me, I don't mind even if you remove the door."

"That's it, I'll go open the ear door to Maliu, you guys go in quickly, it's been unoccupied for a long time, it needs to be cleaned up."

Lin Miaoshou didn't even look at Su Huairen who was stunned in the same place, and walked quickly into the house.

Su Jin jumped off the carriage and walked to the back, and told Su Nan to drive the carriage into Maliu through the ear door.

"Sister, you can sit in the carriage and rest. Uncle Lin said that the house has not been occupied for a long time and needs to be cleaned up."

Jiang Shuyue lifted the curtain: "It's getting late, clean up together."

She got off the carriage and carried Suisui down with her.

"Miss, please take care of Master Suisui, I'll go to clean up." Qiuju, Aunt Su and Su Hui walked towards the gate.

Jiang Shuyue stood in front of the door. The vermilion door had faded, and the gatehouse was covered with spider webs.

In the cracks of the bluestone slabs in front of the door, green grass emerged from the cracks.

Jiang Shuyue stepped forward and walked in. In the hall, the tables and chairs were tilted.

"Mom, I'm going to find Shengsheng." Suisui saw his mother standing in the hall, and he walked towards the hanging flower door with his short legs.

Just as Jiang Shuyue turned around, a mark on the large column beside her attracted her attention.

She stepped forward and touched it with her hand. It was rough and scratchy.

Looking more carefully, it was a knife mark.

Who is Lin Miaoshou? !

No one knows his real name.

Jiang Shuyue took a few steps back, looking at the tilted tables and chairs, and a fierce fight scene emerged in her mind.

From the thick dust on the tables and chairs, it can be seen that this house has not been lived in for several years.