Chapter 402 Armor
As the ruler of a country, the emperor was not only concerned about the safety of Yu Cheng and Yu Zheng, but also worried about the war between the two places. His heart was heavy as if he had been filled with lead.
This year was destined to be meaningless.
Seeing that the adults were all worried, Zhuang Yin stood up and served them some food, saying, "Uncle and father will be unhappy if they know we are like this. We can't help, so we can't let them worry anymore." After
Zhuang Yin finished speaking, he served Yu Lan a bowl of soup.
Yu Lan was moved, and he said with a long sigh: "Yun'er is right, we all have to eat well. Only when we are safe can they fight the enemy with peace of mind."
Concubine Yu Gui smiled kindly and said: "Yun'er has really grown up."
After Zhuang Yun's mediation, the depressing atmosphere dissipated for the most part, and several people picked up chopsticks to eat, talking and laughing.
The night was as dark as ink, and there were no stars in the winter night sky.
The cold wind suddenly blew, blowing the candles in the house.
Jiang Shu put down the wine glass, held back his tears and chuckled: "Sister and Ziyou are taken care of by mother, we don't need to worry. As for us, we must be fine and not let them worry."
"Brother-in-law, eat more, otherwise I will complain to sister next time I write home." Jiang Shu joked and picked up some food for Zhou Boxu.
Zhou Boxu looked at the food in the bowl, picked up his chopsticks and laughed, "You are right, we can't let them worry."
"My husband, eat too. Eat enough and get enough rest, so that you can have the strength to fight Nan Yan." Jiang Shu picked up some food for Yu Zheng.
Yu Zheng responded, and the three of them ate together.
In order to ease the atmosphere, Jiang Shu started the conversation and said, "Brother-in-law, have you thought about what to name the child?"
"Not yet." Zhou Boxu said.
I have been busy these past few months and haven't thought about this.
Jiang Shu said, "I have to think about it. I will write a letter home to discuss it with my sister after I think about it."
Tomorrow is the first day of the first lunar month, and there are only three months left before Yu Lan gives birth.
Judging from the current situation in Yicheng, they may not be able to return to Shangjing in three months.
Zhou Boxu heard this and paused his chopsticks to think seriously.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Shu said with a smile: "There is no need to be so anxious. Let's think about it slowly after dinner."
Zhou Boxu coughed softly, looking a little embarrassed.
Yu Zheng glanced at him and said: "If you need it, I can help."
His own child didn't have a name, so it would be nice to give a name to his nephew.
Zhou Boxu replied: "It's really unnecessary."
After all, he is the son of the Grand Tutor. It would be a joke to let others name his child.
Yu Zheng sighed with regret.
Zhou Boxu raised his lips and said: "If you want to name it, try harder yourself."
"Puff... cough cough..." Jiang Shu, who was drinking soup, was choked.
Yu Zheng glanced at Zhou Boxu and patted Jiang Shu on the back to calm him down.
There was no one left in the room to serve. Seeing this, Zhou Boxu, the instigator, got up and poured a cup of tea for Jiang Shu.
Jiang Shu drank two sips of tea, and after breathing smoothly, he stopped coughing, but his face was flushed, and he didn't know whether it was because of choking or embarrassment.
Yu Zheng wanted to say something back to Zhou Boxu, but when the words came to his lips, he remembered that Zhou Boxu's wife was his elder sister, and swallowed the words back.
Yu Lan is not young anymore, and it is not suitable for her to get pregnant again.
Zhou Boxu looked at Yu Zheng swallowing his anger and felt in a good mood. He ate two bowls of rice without noticing.
After the meal, Yu Zheng played chess with Zhou Boxu, and he played very seriously with all his strength, forcing Zhou Boxu to frown and think.
Jiang Shu made tea on the side and watched the chess game with a smile.
The wind stopped at some point, and the people in the ear room drank three rounds of wine and made a lot of noise.
Today is the reunion, and Zhou Boxu's bodyguard Lin Jun is also with them.
Jiang Shu tilted his ear to listen, and found that Rendong's voice was the loudest and clearest.
Among the group of people, Rendong was the youngest and the most lively. She was carefree and talked to them while eating.
After a meal, Rendong found out everything about them.
For example, Lin Jun was already the father of two children, Leng Xing was quiet and didn't like to talk, so don't bother her unless necessary. Zhuiyun got married, and married Jiang Shu's personal maid. In addition, Zhufeng was single and had not yet married.
Of course, Rendong also explained the situation between herself and Lian Xu.
After hearing about their miserable life stories, Zhuiyun and others were a little surprised.
Zhufeng, who was drunk, looked at them and smiled, saying, "What a coincidence. We both have no parents, no relatives, and no friends."
"Come on, let's toast to each other." Zhufeng raised his glass.
The tipsy and half-drunk Rendong waved her hand and said, "No, we are not the same. We are not as old as you."
Zhuyun and the others couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
Zhufeng put down his glass with a bang and said angrily, "How am I old?"
"You, you say, am I old?" Zhufeng asked Lengxing beside him.
Lengxing rolled his eyes and
didn't want to pay attention. So Zhufeng pointed at Lianxuan again and insisted that Lianxuan answer.
Lianxuan also drank several glasses of wine. He stared at Zhufeng for a long time with a dull look, and answered seriously, "Well, not very old." Zhufeng
is half a year younger than Zhuyun. Both of them are twenty-five years old.
The difference is that Zhuiyun is married, but he is still single.
Zhufeng was not convinced and pulled Lengxing aside and said, "I remember you are also in your twenties." Lengxing
stared at him and clenched his fists, wanting to hit him in the face.
Zhufeng was unaware and continued to speak dangerously, "So, you are old too..."
Lengxing couldn't stand it anymore and stomped on his foot.
Zhufeng howled and finally stopped talking.
Rendong was amused and laughed.
The night wind rose again, and the biting cold could not dampen the high enthusiasm of the generals.
Even the injured generals were supported out of the tent and sat around the blazing fire, singing and laughing.
They sang folk songs of their hometown, missed their families, thought about the beauty of their homeland, and hoped that Dazhao would be forever peaceful and return home to reunite as soon as possible.
Sparks crackled and the jumping flames reflected the resolute faces of the iron-blooded men. They are the armor of Dazhao. Only
by staying here can thousands of families be reunited.
Although the New Year makes people relax and happy, the generals have not forgotten their responsibilities. They take turns to guard and patrol without any slack.
The last night wind of the year blew towards the north. When it blew to the northern frontier, the whistling cold wind was wrapped with snowflakes.
The sentry stood on the tall sentry tower, overlooking the Mobei garrison, and stared at Mobei's every move.
The flying snowflakes hit the face, cutting like a knife. The sentry with chapped skin pulled up his scarf, revealing only a pair of eyes.
Snowflakes fell on the city wall, covering it bit by bit. Soon, the wall turned from gray to white. The
officers on duty held long spears, unafraid of the wind and snow, and patrolled again and again.
Today is New Year's Eve, and tomorrow is New Year's Day. But the people of Mobei don't celebrate the New Year, and they are very likely to take the opportunity to launch a surprise attack.
Therefore, Yu Cheng ordered that they must patrol strictly and defend to the death in the next few days, and must not be careless and give Mobei a chance to take advantage.
In order to boost the morale of the army, Yu Cheng personally patrolled the military camp regardless of the heavy snow, and finally patrolled on the city wall and ordered people to cook hot soup for the patrol officers.
Until midnight, there was no movement in Mobei, and Yu Cheng returned home under the persuasion of Shen Changze.