Chapter 70: Fire at Jiang's House, No One Survived

Jiang's father's condition was relatively stable, so several people gathered together.

He sighed and said guiltily, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble with this body of mine. On the night I returned to the Hall of Life, I clearly felt that someone wanted to kill me. I guess it was those people in Shengjing who didn't want our Jiang family to survive. I'm the only one who is burdening the family, and I have to trouble Miss Jiu and the other young masters. I feel bad."

Jiang Nianyin cursed, "These people are really killing us all!"

Jiang's mother patted his back gently to help him calm down.

Jiusu glanced at Jiang Jing, who lowered his head and remained silent, sorting out his thoughts in his mind. Then, he said in a serious tone: "Chen Zhaotong told me that the master behind Huiming Hall is a certain prince. He has issued a death order, saying that if you don't make a sound, you..."

Kill.

The Jiang family members looked at each other.

Jiang Jing's eyes were filled with deep sorrow as he slowly uttered two words: "Prince Chang."

"It must be him!" Jiang Nianyin felt disgusted when she thought of Prince Chang's face. When he was in Shengjing, Prince Chang relied on the emperor's favor and always bullied the officials. He regarded the Jiang family as a thorn in his side.

He was afraid that the Jiang family would return to Shengjing again and ruin everything.

Jiang Jinyou coughed violently several times. Their current situation did not allow them to resist at all. After a long silence, he said, "Common people cannot resist the prince, let alone fugitives. I'm afraid our family will really be buried in Suming County."

Because of excitement, a red glow appeared on his pale face.

Jiang's mother lowered her head and sobbed softly.

Jiang Jing took a deep breath and quickly came up with an idea.

"I'll kill Lou Ming and send you out of Lingcheng. I'll fake the appearance of our family being burned to death so they can never find us. I..."

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Jiusu out of the corner of his eye, and his heart stopped at that moment.

After that, she couldn't say anything more. He would definitely die. What about Jiusu? What should she do? Or maybe she could forget him and start a new life, but once their lips touched, how could she easily let go of this relationship?

Feelings are between two people.

He can't make a two-way decision by himself.

Jiang's mother shook her head and said, "I'll take the blame, you guys leave."

"Be rational," Jiang's father said earnestly, looking at his son. "We are exiles, but we haven't killed or harmed anyone. To be frank, we shouldn't have been exiled. But if you kill Lou Ming, there's no going back."

If someone kills someone in order to save him, is he a bad person or a good person?

Jiusu said, "I think killing Lou Ming and leaving is a good idea, but a life of wandering would probably be even more difficult than the current life."

She put her hand on Jiang Jing's shoulder, signaling him to calm down.

At this moment, Jiusu was an outsider in this matter and was calmer than everyone present. If she knew that someone wanted to kill her entire family, she would probably be even crazier than Jiang Jing. She would not only want to kill Lou Ming, but also King Chang.

Jiang Jing's eyes showed shame.

The thought of being unable to do it and being unable to do it well kept echoing in his mind. How could a person with low self-esteem love someone?

"You haven't slept all night. Shall I take you home to rest?"

The two of them stood up and left the courtyard, watching the rain falling.

Jiang Jing held up the umbrella and looked at the person who ran towards him into the heavy rain and took his arm. His eyes fell on the other umbrella in her hand. His heart softened and softened again, and he pulled her into his arms.

Behind him, Jiang's mother saw all this and felt both happy and distressed.

Jiang Jing said with difficulty: "A Su, please don't interfere in Lou Ming's affairs..."

"Jiang Jing, are you breaking up with me?" Jiusu's eyes were calm as she looked up at the man. The shadow of the umbrella fell on his face, which looked thin and gloomy. She had never seen anyone like this before.

"No..." Jiang Jing refused subconsciously, and his hand holding the handle tightened, "But I don't know what to do."

Jiusu put his hands on his shoulders.

"We have to do what needs to be done. This matter is not without room for maneuver. Lou Ming doesn't dare to act openly. He will only make small moves behind the scenes. However, Su Ming County is not the territory of Prince Chang and Lou Ming. There must be restrictions on taking action.

You guys pack up and come live in my house. The Qian Mansion is right next to us, so Lou Ming's movements will definitely be restricted. There are still several months until the New Year, so we can use these few months to launch a counterattack."

Jiang Jing's heart felt hot and he held Jiusu tightly in his arms with one hand, "Asu, my life is yours."

Finally, the Jiang family packed up their bags and entered Jiu Mansion. Jiu Su cleared out the farthest yard, which had a beautiful environment and was only separated from Qian Mansion by a wall.

"Uncle Chang, you don't have to serve in the courtyard. Just bring some rice or noodles or something. Remember, keep it a secret."

Excessive enthusiasm can make people feel uncomfortable.

Today is the first day of the counterattack.

Jiusu stretched himself and said, "Even if I fight back, I still need to get enough sleep."

I slept until dark.

I forced myself to go to the shop, exchanged the wine, and went back to sleep quietly. I slept until noon the next day before I woke up. Alas, I'm old and can't stay up all night.

That night, Jiang's mother prepared a table full of delicious food.

She held the soup bowl and placed it in the middle, looking at Jiusu tenderly. She raised her wine glass and said, "Susu, your uncle and Nianyin can't drink. If Jing'er drinks, I'm afraid he'll do something impulsive. On behalf of the whole family, I'd like to toast you and express my sincere gratitude to you. Thank you."

The wine is hot, but warms the heart.

Jiusu drank up the rice wine in the cup and felt dizzy. He wanted to drink more and eat more. "Auntie, you don't have to be so polite. You don't have to go to the shop these days. You can dry okra in the yard. I will pay you for your work."

After an incense stick of time, shouting was heard outside.

Chang Bo bent down and said, "Miss, there's a fire outside. It's the house where the Jiang family used to live."

Jiang's mother was drunk. She held her head up. The moment she heard the news, her heart stopped. Seeing everyone in the family standing up, she slowly stood up as well, crying, "How could they be so cruel? They burned down the house we'd lived in for so long..."

Jiang Jing walked out of the house, looked at the furious crowd not far away, and said lightly.

"Burning is not necessarily a bad thing."

"Yeah, should I go and cry now?" Jiusu side-glanced at him, and they both smiled in relief.

Since this was the yard of the fugitives, only the neighbors came with a few buckets of water to put out the fire, but the strength of just a few people was not enough. Jiusu hurried over, and the humid air was filled with the smell of smoke, which was really unpleasant.

She watched the familiar house collapse and her heart sank.

She took a deep breath and rushed inside, "Jiang Jing, Jiang Jing, are you in there?"

Passersby quickly grabbed him and said, "With such a big fire, are you trying to save your life?"

"Have you seen Jiang Nianyin and Jiang Jing?" Jiusu grabbed her hand, tears streaming down his face, and asked anxiously.

No one saw it.

The housewife put down the wooden barrel, sat down on the ground, and said tiredly: "I don't see anyone. It's so late, everyone must be asleep. I'm afraid Sister Nianyin has met with an accident..."