The cup in his hand suddenly hit the ground. Mr. Jiang's eyes widened and he was trembling all over.
"It's over, it's over!"
Over there, Song Zeyi, with a calm expression on his face, rode horseback all the way.
"Master, we have been chasing him all night. Mr. Jiang is walking so fast that we may not be able to catch him."
Zhuying was panting and his eyes were a little swollen. Ever since Butler Wang knew what happened, his master had gone crazy and chased him all the way.
"Today, even if we chase him to the capital, we still have to find him."
In the carriage, her hands and feet were bound, and the bumps along the way made Su Xiao feel like she was almost bruised from the jolt.
"Hey, let me tell you, Mr. Jiang, can you help me up first? This carriage is too hard and it makes me uncomfortable!"
Jiang Qingping had a sullen face and said nothing. He only stretched out his hand to help Su Xiao sit up.
The carriage rumbled forward, and the trees behind it moved quickly. It was unknown how far it had gone.
Su Xiao rolled her eyes leisurely and said, "Young Master Jiang, your strong will is really not sweet. Even if you take me captive to the capital, I still don't like you if I don't like you."
This Jiang Qingping, who usually looks so polite, behaves like a bandit!
"It doesn't matter, as long as you stay with me, I will always have a chance to impress you."
With a cold word, Jiang Qingping's brown eyes were full of determination and did not waver in the slightest.
Oh my god! She was so impressed. How could there be such an old-fashioned, incomprehensible idiot?
"What about Ling Shuang! What should Ling Shuang do? Since you married her, you must be responsible for her!"
Mentioning this person, Jiang Qingping frowned, and then said, "Ling Shuang is generous by nature, so she won't mind these things."
Well, she gave in!
Now we can only place our hope on Su Moyuan, hoping that he can find out as soon as possible and save her from suffering.
On the road, Song Zeyi stared, full of anger, and still moved forward.
"Master, Jiang Qingping, my subordinates have found out that he passed the examination in the capital from the Moral Education Academy and became a disciple of our master to prepare for the Jinshi examination."
"Inform the old man that he must be detained by me."
The cold words made the bamboo shadow next to him stunned.
His master had many estrangements from him because of the old lady. Even when he was demoted to another place for being raped by a villain, he never bowed his head, but now he is.
"Master, you are serious!"
"Just do what I say."
The carriage traveled smoothly, and Jiang Qingping took her until they reached the prepared house before letting her down.
"You stay here now. I will come back after I go to see Mr. Song."
Su Xiao took a general look at the courtyard. It was antique, with a mahogany gate, and a lot of potted plants in the courtyard. It was very nice. This was probably the one she bought in the capital. It was pretty good.
But I didn't expect that I would come in and visit in this way.
Jiang Qingping brought a gift box and came to the door in a polite manner.
"The younger generation has long heard of the name of Scholar Song. Now when I see it, the bachelor is indeed extraordinary and knowledgeable. I am lucky enough to be under the apprenticeship of the bachelor. I will definitely work hard and study diligently in the future."
Song Bingzhang sat at the table, the simple and elegant ebony table exuded a sense of momentum.
"Are you Jiang Qingping?"
"Yes, it's the junior."
Jiang Qingping was very polite and performed well. Song Bingzhang was very satisfied.
"Okay, you get up first."
He suddenly closed the tea cup in his hand. He was an honest child, and he didn't seem to have done anything wrong. He didn't know why the kid wanted to lock him down.
"I have heard of your name a long time ago. Your teacher and I were old acquaintances. He mentioned you many times in his letters and loved you very much. I think you must have something extraordinary and talented.
He was so full of praise."
Jiang Qingping was neither humble nor arrogant. He looked up with his delicate eyes and said, "Bachelor, I am so complimentary. The juniors are only as good as the middle class. How can they be so talented?"
Seeing that the conversation had come to an end, it was still early in the morning.
Song Bingzhang narrowed his eyes and stood up suddenly, "Qingping, I recently got a picture of Western Hunan from the South, and I was thinking that no one would appreciate it together. Now that you are here, come and see it with me."
Jiang Qingping originally wanted to go back as soon as possible, but now that Academician Song invited him, he did not dare to refuse, so he had to accept in a low voice.
The huge painting is spread out on the upper table, ten meters long. It is really magnificent, the painting is even more lifelike, the characters are lifelike, the long bridge is standing, and the willow trees are on both sides. It is really beautiful.
"This painting was made by Zhao Ranxu, a famous scholar from the previous dynasty. I only got it recently. I really admire Zhao Ranxu's painting skills!"
Although Jiang Qingping's family was wealthy, he had never seen such a luxurious painting before, so he did not dare to judge easily.
When the two of them looked at each other, it was already dark.
Seeing nightfall, Jiang Qingping felt worried and couldn't stay any longer, so he got up and left.
"It was getting late at night, and there were still people in the junior's family waiting, so I went back first."
Seeing that the person was about to leave, Song Bingzhang secretly spurned his unfulfilled son and racked his brains.
"Qingping, I!"
"You can't leave!"
Outside, a tall man in a black cloak, covered in dew, walked in, his eyes full of sternness.
The sinister boy in his family is back, and Song Bingzhang can finally vent his anger.
With a big wave of his hand, he slowly took off his outer robe, and beside him, Zhuying took it with great discernment.
Jiang Qingping blinked his eyes, glanced back at Song Bingzhang, and then said, "I don't know why this young master stopped me!"
Song Zeyi narrowed his eyes, his face full of disdain, and he didn't even hesitate to get into any trouble with the person in front of him.
"Hand over Su Xiao."
Jiang Qingping's heart suddenly moved, and his eyes suddenly became a little wary, "You, who are you?"
"Lidya Su's fiance!"
"What?!"
Song Bingzhang and Jiang Qingping said in unison, even their expressions were shocked!
"You, when did your kid get engaged?"
"How is that possible!"
Before Jiang Qingping could ask, Song Bingzhang rushed to Song Zeyi in a few steps, "When did you get engaged? Was it at the border? Where is my daughter-in-law? Where is she? Did you bring her back? Let me see!"
After asking a series of questions, this old man really hasn't changed at all after so many years.
"My daughter-in-law is in the hands of your precious student."
Three pairs of eyes shot at them at the same time, and Jiang Qingping was almost unable to resist.
"Why do you say that Miss Su is your fiancée? As far as I know, she is still alone with two five-year-old children? Are those two children also yours?"