Ji Shuang asked, "Do you know him?"
It was not just knowing him. Jiang Yechi was a scholar. During his time as an official, he was the most fair and honest. Bai Xianyu had only heard that his family was poor, but he had a clean background and could not stand the suffering of the common people the most. Later on, he became an official censor and was one of the few neutral parties.
Bai Xianyu's gaze moved slightly. "He looks a little familiar."
After Jiang Yechi stood up, he was also in a sorry state. He said miserably, "Thank you, Misses. If you hadn't saved me, I really…"
Bai Xianyu wiped the little girl's face with a clean handkerchief and smiled. "You're welcome. I see that the two of you seem to be in trouble. If you can't find a place to stay in the capital, why don't you come to my place?"
