This was the first time Jiang Sheng had seen the general leave the capital.
Unlike the grand procession when going to war, there were still relatives and friends from marriage and official families who came to see them off.
Even Steward Wu, who was close to the Emperor, came, his attitude respectful yet gentle.
Her father, wearing a cloak, looked so majestic and imposing, so different from usual.
He bore a heavy responsibility; he was a general, and he had to go to the capital to resign and say goodbye to his old friends.
Therefore, he could no longer, as before, when passing by the courtyard, grab the chubby girl's arm and bounce her around, and then let go out of consideration for the difference between men and women.
Jiang Sheng told herself to be sensible, to be considerate of her father's busy schedule, and to be considerate of the social interactions of aristocratic families. Even if she longed for it, she could only watch quietly from a corner.
Jiang Jizu, however, saw Fang Heng approaching on horseback, glanced at the last few children in the crowd, exchanged a few pleasantries with Steward Wu, and dismounted to step forward.
He was so tall that even the rising sun cast a shadow that could envelop the little girl.
"Father," Jiang Sheng murmured softly.
Jiang Jizu said with a stern face, "You still know I'm your father, so why didn't you come to see me off?"
“I…” Jiang Sheng lowered her head, “Father is busy.”
What a pitiful little girl! Jiang Jizu couldn't hold back any longer and quickly bent down. "Father is not busy. Father just thought you were going to say goodbye to your elder brother, so he didn't want to bother you."
So, the father and son tried to be considerate of each other, but in the end, neither of them spent time with the other.
Jiang Sheng looked up in surprise, "I thought Father had a lot of things to do, I thought Father was busy."
In fact, the general's departure from the capital could not be kept quiet, but that did not mean he could not spend time with his family. Heaven knows how melancholy General Jiang felt sitting in the courtyard, looking at the moon in the sky.
I thought I was being kind by not bothering them, but it turned out to be all a misunderstanding.
Unfortunately, time was running out, so he could only smile and gently adjust Jiang Sheng's little bun, just as he had when he arrived, with a mixture of caution and joy.
"Father, wait for me." Jiang Sheng also realized what was happening and hurriedly climbed onto the carriage, struggling to take out one package after another. "These are what I prepared for you, Father. What my brother has, you also have."
She's not good with words and isn't very good at expressing her emotions.
She was a child we found halfway through life, without more than a decade of companionship.
But in her heart, once she acknowledged him as her father, he was her family.
What my brother has, my father also has.
These simple eight words brought tears to Jiang Jizu's eyes, and he laughed at himself for not being as sincere as a child.
"My aunt sewed all of my third brother's clothes and shoes, but she's married now and can't sew for my father anymore, so I buy all of my father's clothes from the tailor shop. I pick the softest and most comfortable ones, and they're quite expensive." Jiang Sheng was like a little bee, diligently carrying things back and forth.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen packages were laid out on the ground.
The general was still deeply moved and hadn't reacted yet.
Fang Heng, however, felt a pang of pity and coughed twice, then twice more, to remind the father and daughter that they were all traveling on horseback!
They don't have horse-drawn carriages!!!
"Father, it's all for you." After finally finishing packing everything, Jiang Sheng stood with her hands on her hips, panting.
Jiang Jizu finally came to his senses, and the smile on his face froze.
So many... a dozen or twenty packages, almost all the size of three or four human heads, roughly weighing twenty or thirty kilograms.
They rode at breakneck speed, and the carriage couldn't keep up.
But seeing the joy on his eldest daughter's face, Jiang Jizu couldn't bring himself to refuse.
Until the personal guard stepped forward and whispered, "General, we can carry them separately on our backs."
It's a bit heavy, a bit tiring, and a bit tough.
But these are all the young lady's heartfelt wishes.
Even if we assume we're hungry on the road, we can still eat.
Jiang Jizu glanced at the guards who had followed him for many years, then looked at Fang Heng, who seemed to be deep in thought. Not wanting to force anyone, he said, "Whoever is willing to carry it can carry it, and whoever is not..."
Before he could finish speaking, his personal guard rushed forward, grabbed a package, and put it on his person. "Your subordinate is willing."
"I'm willing too." The remaining young men swarmed over.
One for you, one for me, and the packages on the ground were quickly cleared away.
Those who missed out were still eager for more, their eyes fixed on the other packages that were faintly visible behind the carriage curtain.
Fang Heng shuddered and quickly waved his hand, "Those are ours, hurry up!"
As soon as Jiang Yi arrived at Jiang Ba, all six of them rushed over, each grabbing a portion, while the rest were divided among the guards.
The carriage, which was originally full of horses, was suddenly empty.
The guards, carrying their packs, were beaming with joy, as if they had found some wonderful treasure.
In fact, this weight is a burden and a culprit for their neck and shoulder pain.
However, Jiang Jizu was a skilled military leader and was deeply loved by his men. His guards were willing to endure hardship and fatigue to help the general carry his belongings away.
This is true friendship, a respect that no amount of money can buy.
Jiang Sheng stared blankly, then suddenly burst forth with unparalleled pride.
Look, that's her father.
"General, it's almost time," someone called from ahead.
Jiang Jizu bent down again, carefully examining her round eyebrows and eyes, and finally patted her head, "Daddy's leaving."
Jiang Sheng held back her words and simply nodded.
"Third Brother has left too." Fang Heng grinned.
Jiang Sheng's eyes were red, but she was still forcibly restraining herself.
She can't cry, because if she cries, her father and brother will be sad.
She should be happy and say goodbye with a smile.
The group of over a hundred people began to move, with Jiang Jizu taking the lead and speeding away.
The cloak billowed behind them, a reluctant song from the wind, and a guide for the group's progress.
Those young and spirited lads, in the end, headed towards the battlefield, facing the dangers of battle, carrying the hope of returning home.
Jiang Sheng pouted, but couldn't help but burst into tears. She staggered as she ran, screaming at the top of her lungs, "Father, please come back soon!"
Come back soon, everyone.
Fang Heng walked at the back of the group, waving to his siblings, then glancing at his elder brother in his official robes before earnestly clasping his hands in a fist salute.
Yes, official robes.
Today, besides seeing Fang Heng off, we are also seeing Xu Mo off as he takes office.
If they were forced to separate two years ago, and were compelled to leave, then now they are looking to the future and aspiring to go far away.
The young men who have reached the halfway point of the mountain will eventually meet at the summit.
The city gates were completely silent, as people bid farewell to their distant expedition from afar.
Only after the cyclists had completely disappeared did the crowd turn around and say goodbye to each other.
Jiang Sheng was stopped by Jiang Jizong, who gently comforted her for a few moments. After saying goodbye, she returned to her brothers' side.
The atmosphere of parting is always sad, and the departed loved ones are always on our minds.
It was Zheng Ruqian who broke the silence first, laughing nonchalantly, "After seeing off the third brother, it's time to see off the eldest brother."
Wearing a blue official robe, Xu Mo, exuding an air of righteousness, turned around and nodded slightly. "Let's go."
Let's go our separate ways.
Let's go, let's each climb to the summit.
Let's go, see you another day!
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