studiobondurri Chapter 220 Going to the Capital
Chapter 220 Going to the Capital
Wang Chi stayed with Cheng Yun for a while before returning home. As soon as he got home, he received a message from his subordinate saying that Song Jiaojiao wanted to see him.
He was overjoyed. Although he didn't know what it was about, it was good that Jiao Jiao was no longer avoiding him.
Xu Fang led him to the lobby, where Song Jiaojiao was waiting for him. The fact that they were alone in the room reminded Song Jiaojiao of what had happened the day before.
When Wang Chi arrived, Song Jiaojiao had just finished brewing the tea.
"You've arrived. Please sit down. This is tea I bought while passing through Mozhou. Would you like to try some?" Song Jiaojiao poured Wang Chi a cup of tea and pushed it in front of him.
The tea is clear and free of impurities. The aroma of the tea wafts up with the steam, refreshing and delightful. You can tell it's good tea without even tasting it.
However, Wang Chi was a rough man and couldn't tell the difference at all. To him, drinking tea and drinking plain water were no different.
"Jiaojiao, what did you call me here for?" Wang Chi downed his drink in one gulp and then revealed his purpose.
Song Jiaojiao watched Wang Chi gulp down his tea like a cow, and her eyelids twitched.
"You said you'd take us to the capital last time?"
"Yes, Jiaojiao, you agreed to go?" Wang Chi asked in surprise.
“I’m fine with going, but I have conditions.” Song Jiaojiao took a sip of tea. The steam from the scalding tea obscured her face, adding to her mystery and making it impossible to see her expression.
"Okay, as long as you agree to go, I'll agree to whatever conditions you set." Wang Chi was overjoyed. He hadn't expected Song Jiaojiao to agree so easily; he thought it would take at least seven days.
"You said it yourself. I don't plan to stay at the General's Mansion this time. It's fine for Mu Xue and Mu Qing to be recognized by the clan, but if we look down on them or neglect them in the slightest, we will leave immediately and never set foot there again."
Song Jiaojiao could only think of these things for now; she could talk about the rest later.
“Alright, I agree. However, my parents might miss the child more, so they might leave them at the General’s Mansion. As for accommodation, I was bestowed with many gifts by His Majesty after my investiture, including a small three-courtyard house. If Jiaojiao doesn’t want to live in the General’s Mansion, she can stay in the small courtyard first.”
Wang Chi thought that even if Song Jiaojiao didn't go to the general's mansion, he could still protect her.
"No..." Song Jiaojiao was about to refuse, but before she could speak, Wang Chi interrupted her.
"I was planning to give you this little courtyard anyway. I know you've had a hard time raising the child alone all these years, so this courtyard is my compensation." Wang Chi was afraid Song Jiaojiao wouldn't accept it, so he had to say it like this. They were husband and wife, so there was no need to distinguish between yours and mine.
Since Wang Chi had already said so, Song Jiaojiao couldn't refuse. Besides, this was what she deserved. If she hadn't transmigrated, Mu Qing and Mu Xue would probably be nowhere to be found.
"Okay, I'll do as you say. When do you plan to leave?" Song Jiaojiao asked.
"The sooner the better." Wang Chi's time to visit his family was running out, so he naturally hoped to set off as soon as possible.
"Then let's do it the day after tomorrow. I still need to talk to Mu Xue and the others later. Mu Qing also needs time to settle things." Leaving the day after tomorrow is also very rushed, especially for Mu Qing, who has matters to attend to at the workshop, the manor, and the new products and activities for the food stall during the Lunar New Year.
“Okay!” Wang Chi nodded.
After finishing her business, Song Jiaojiao began to drink her tea, waiting for Wang Chi to leave.
A minute passed.
A quarter of an hour passed.
Wang Chi still showed no sign of leaving, staring intently at Song Jiaojiao.
Unable to bear it any longer, Song Jiaojiao asked, "Is there anything else?"
"I'm fine!" Wang Chi replied casually, still staring at Song Jiaojiao.
"Well..." Song Jiaojiao was speechless and could only continue to remind her.
Coming to his senses, Wang Chi realized how impolite his behavior was. "Well... I'll take my leave now."
"Take care. Xu Fang, see the guest out!" Song Jiaojiao hurriedly called to Xu Fang, afraid that Wang Chi would not leave if she was a step too late.
Wang Chi gave Song Jiaojiao a resentful look, like a wronged wife, which gave Song Jiaojiao goosebumps.
At dinner, Song Jiaojiao told everyone about her decision. This time, Song Jiaojiao planned to take Zhang Li and Shang Xiaoxiao with her. She originally wanted to ask Xu Fang if she wanted to go to the manor, but she didn't know how long they would be gone and she couldn't find anyone to take over for them. So she had to leave Xu Fang and her husband to continue living apart.
Bai Shuqin was left behind by Mu Qing to handle some trivial matters, so she didn't go with them. As for Xu An, she had just returned home from a long trip, and the mother and daughter hadn't had a proper time together yet, so she didn't plan to bring her along this time either.
Xu Sen had followed Wang Hefan since he returned, going wherever Wang Hefan went, afraid of being separated from the young master again.
Time quickly came to the day of departure. The village chief, knowing that Song Jiaojiao was going to the capital with Wang Chi, saw her off at the village entrance.
"Jiaojiao, don't worry, I'll take good care of the workshop," the village chief said, his eyes brimming with tears, as if Song Jiaojiao would never return once she left.
"Uncle Wang, I'm going to the capital to visit He Fan and his grandparents. I'll be back after the New Year. I'll have to trouble you to take good care of the courtyard." Although there wouldn't be anyone foolish enough to cause trouble at Song Jiaojiao's house now, Song Jiaojiao was still worried and gave her instructions, just in case.
"Don't worry, I guarantee you'll be exactly the same when you come back," the village chief assured him.
As the wheels rolled, Song Jiaojiao and her group embarked on their journey to the capital. No one expected the trip to be so chaotic, and they almost died on the way.
On the first day after Song Jiaojiao left, in a luxurious courtyard in the capital.
"Master, Yuan San has sent a message." The man dressed in black respectfully handed the note in his hand to the person in front of him.
"The Song family and Wang Chi are heading to the capital." A clear female voice read the words on the note.
"Heh, I was going to spare your life, but I didn't expect you to choose the path to hell when there's one. You'd rather choose the path to heaven than the path to hell," the woman said with a contemptuous laugh.
"Give the order to intercept them with all their might, and if necessary, kill them without mercy."
……
They've only been traveling for three days, and this is already the third group of people.
Looking around at the people, Song Jiaojiao realized that they had lost a quarter of their guards since they set off, and who knew how many more would arrive later. If this continued, they feared they would be killed before they even reached the capital.
“This can’t go on. Do you know who sent these men in black?” Song Jiaojiao asked Wang Chi.
Wang Chi had a rough idea in his mind, which he thought was related to Song Jiaojiao's background, but it was not appropriate to say these things to Song Jiaojiao, so he could only shake his head helplessly.
"Perhaps someone doesn't want me to return to the capital. Jiaojiao, I've dragged you all down with me."
"This is not the time to talk about this. If things continue like this, none of us will survive." Song Jiaojiao snatched the map from Wang Chi's hand and saw that the nearest county was only ten kilometers away from them. She instantly had an idea.
"Okay, let's go to this county first, buy a few more carriages, and have them head towards the capital in different directions. We'll travel light, disguised as the others, and sneak off," Song Jiaojiao said, pointing to the county on the map. This was already the third wave, which meant there must be someone monitoring them nearby. Only in this way could they find a glimmer of hope.