Chapter 423 Writing a Letter
The steward and the guards were worried that Shen Changze's body could not bear it, and they asked for help several times, but Shen Changze refused.
Shen Changze took the iron shovel and shoveled the soil back to fill it. The warm soil fell on the coffin, covering it little by little.
When it was half filled, Shen Changze was too weak and tired. He leaned on the iron shovel to breathe and rest.
The steward persuaded again: "My Lord, it's almost done, let them take care of the rest."
Shen Changze shook his head, and continued to fill the pile after his strength recovered. Only when the tomb was filled did he let go of the iron shovel, sat down against the tomb, and said goodbye to Cheng Jinchu in his heart.
Seeing this, the steward waved his hand and asked the servants to place the tombstone and put out the offerings.
After everything was arranged, Shen Changze stood up and walked to the tombstone, reached out and touched every word on the tombstone, and burned incense for Cheng Jinchu.
"Jinchu, if there is an afterlife, I will marry you again, and only you."
"Don't worry, I will take good care of Yan Yang and Yan Huan."
After bidding farewell to Cheng Jinchu, Shen Changze stood up again and knelt in front of Cheng's father's tomb, toasting and burning incense.
"Master, I'm sorry, I failed to protect Jinchu."
"I don't ask for your forgiveness, I just ask you to take good care of Jinchu..."
Shen Changze kowtowed three times in front of Cheng's father's tombstone with piety and guilt.
Finally, Shen Changze stood up, looked at Cheng Jinchu's tombstone with a sad look, and turned to go down the mountain.
The sun shone on the mountains, and the two tombs, one new and one old, accompanied each other.
When Shen Changze returned to the general's mansion, Yu Cheng was discussing matters with the generals.
Everyone was a little surprised to see Shen Changze come in.
Yu Cheng saw that Shen Changze's face was very bad, so he asked him to go back and rest, and the generals also persuaded him.
However, Shen Changze insisted on discussing matters with them.
Yu Cheng had no choice but to let him go.
Shen Changze sat aside and listened quietly.
When he heard Yu Cheng say that he would let someone pretend to be him and occasionally show up on the city wall to confuse Mobei, he would take people away quietly to mobilize troops and reinforcements from the nearby Ancheng and Fucheng, Shen Changze was shocked.
Yu Cheng pointed at the map and said, "If you ride a fast horse, you can reach Ancheng in one and a half days. At that time, the generals of Ancheng will lead troops to reinforce first, and I will go to Fucheng to mobilize troops. We should be able to return in five days."
"During this period, if Mobei attacks strongly, we must hold on with all our strength."
"Yes, I obey your command." All the generals responded in unison.
Shen Changze worriedly said, "Your Highness is not in good health. I'm afraid he can't bear to ride a horse quickly."
Yu Cheng glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, I know what to do."
"Then I will go with Your Highness." Shen Changze asked. Yu Cheng
said, "You are injured, stay and recuperate."
After a pause, Yu Cheng instructed again, "You must not go to the battle before I come back."
Shen Changze moved his lips as if to say goodbye.
Yu Cheng said sternly: "This is a military order."
Yu Cheng did this because he was afraid that Shen Changze would go into battle with injuries due to anger and hatred. If he failed to avenge Cheng Jinchu, he would also be involved, which would be a loss.
Military orders are like mountains and cannot be disobeyed.
Although Shen Changze was reluctant, he could only agree: "Yes, I obey your order." Yu
Cheng was still worried and asked all the generals to watch him and not let him go to the battle.
It is understandable that a general killed the enemy and died in battle, but he should not die in vain.
At present, Shen Changze was injured and his mood was unstable. He needed to rest and calm down.
After arranging everything, Yu Cheng dismissed the generals and ordered Yang Quan to go down and prepare to set off before dawn tomorrow.
Looking at Shen Changze's dejected and decadent figure, Yu Cheng called him.
"What do you want, Your Highness?" Shen Changze's voice was hoarse and his spirit was low after a sleepless night and sadness in his heart.
Yu Cheng looked at him, pursed his lips and said seriously: "I know you are upset and want to avenge Madam Shen. But Mobei is a strong enemy and it is difficult to destroy it easily. You should conserve your energy and build up your strength so that you can compete with it."
"You have been at the border for many years, you should know better than me that the most taboo in military operations is impulsiveness. Only decisions made when you are calm and sober are the most appropriate."
"Don't forget, in addition to being Madam Shen's husband, you are still Marquis Jing'an and a general of Dazhao."
Yu Cheng was reminding Shen Changze that he was also responsible for the entire family and the three armies, and he should not be willful and reckless.
After Cheng Jinchu's death, Shen Changze was filled with grief, guilt, anger and resentment, and indeed did not think about these things. At this time, he was shocked to hear Yu Cheng's words.
Yes, he has a mother and grandmother above him, and three young children below him, all of whom rely on him.
After a long while, Shen Changze replied solemnly: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your vigilance. I will keep it in mind."
Seeing that he listened to the advice, Yu Cheng nodded with satisfaction and said slowly: "It's noon, go back and have a meal and rest."
If you continue to endure, even a strong man can't stand it.
"Yes, Your Highness, you should also take care of yourself." Shen Changze bowed and left.
After Shen Changze left, Yu Cheng also returned to the courtyard.
After lunch, Yu Cheng went to the desk, spread out paper and picked up a pen.
After thinking for a long time and preparing a draft in his mind, Yu Cheng started writing, writing fluently and smoothly, filling two pages of letter paper.
After finishing writing, Yu Cheng put down his pen, read it silently to confirm that it was correct, and then put it aside to dry. Then Yu Cheng spread out another piece of paper and continued writing.
Thinking of Cheng Jinchu's tragic death in the battle and Shen Changze's deep regret, Yu Cheng sighed and realized that it was time to let go of those things that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time.
People cannot forgive the past, and should look forward. What happened in the past is far less important than the future. Life is long and short. Don't wait until you lose something to regret it, it's too late. After
the sudden realization, Yu Cheng's mood suddenly became clear, and his pen fell like a spring breeze, and every word bloomed, full of thoughts and tenderness.
Before he knew it, he had already filled three pages of letter paper. Yu Cheng picked it up and took a look, with a smile on his lips. After reading it, he put it aside to dry, and then spread the paper to continue writing.
This afternoon, Yu Cheng wrote three letters in a row, each of which was crucial.
The first letter was a report to the emperor.
The second letter was a family letter to Xie Wanruo.
The third letter was a reply to Yu Zheng.
After sealing all three letters, Yu Cheng sent someone to ask Shen Changze if he wanted to take the family letters back to Beijing.
Shen Changze was silent for a long time after hearing this, and finally replied that it was not necessary.
It would be of no use to tell Shen's mother that Cheng Jinchu had died in the war. It would only make them more sad and worried, and make Yan Yang and Yan Huan sad.
As for reporting safety, Cheng Jinchu had just died, and he really couldn't tell this lie, and he was in no mood.
Yu Cheng heard the guard's report and probably guessed what Shen Changze was thinking. He didn't say much, but just sighed.
Reporting good news but not sorrow is the common idea of all people who travel far away.
As the sun was setting, Yu Cheng called the messenger and handed them the letter.
"This is my reply to King Jing." Yu Cheng handed the letter to the messenger from Yicheng.
The messenger took it and said respectfully: "I will set off for Yicheng and deliver it to the prince as soon as possible."
After a day and a night of rest, he had rested well and was full of energy.
Yu Cheng nodded and waved to let him go.
After the messenger from Yicheng left, Yu Cheng said to the border messenger: "This is a report to the court, and this is a family letter to the prince's concubine. It must be delivered properly." "
Yes, I will do my best." The messenger took it and put it away carefully, bowed and withdrew, went back to pack his bags and set off immediately.
Yu Cheng looked at the sun that was about to set, and said in a deep voice: "The survival of Dazhao depends on this one move."