Everyone looked over. Yin Jie and Qi Tianyang bowed together and said loudly, "I obey your command."
Feng Yu issued an order appointing Jiang Lianshan as the chief general, Yin Jie and Qi Tianyang as the left and right deputy generals, and sent 20,000 soldiers to the southern border, determined to take back Li County.
The decree was issued, and the departure time was set for two days later, and all departments became busy.
Qi Tianyang was very busy. It was his first time to go to war, and there were many things to prepare and a lot of experience to gain, which made him a little overwhelmed.
But more than that, there is a lot of fighting spirit.
The young man is full of vigor and is determined to show his skills and stand out.
While he was busy, he did not forget his sweetheart whom he was about to marry. After leaving the palace, Qi Tianyang followed Jiang Lianshan and was busy for a while. It was not until the evening that he had time and then he went to Cheng Mansion without stopping.
Qi Tianyang dismounted and looked up.
The lanterns at the door have been lit, and the plaque of Cheng Mansion is in it. There are pedestrians coming and going on both sides. The evening afterglow emits a halo of light, presenting a quiet and peaceful scene.
He lowered his eyes and suddenly heard the sound of a carriage coming from the side. Turning around, he saw the Duke of Qi and his wife getting out of the carriage.
He was slightly startled, "Dad and Mom? Why are you..."
The Duke of Qi stepped forward and looked at his son, who was a playboy who had been having fun all day just a few days ago, but now he was about to go to the battlefield.
The orange sunset glowed on his resolute face, making him feel dazed.
"Of course I'm here to make plans for your marriage." He turned his head.
The wife of the Duke of Qi sighed, "You are going to the southern border now. I don't know when you will be able to return home. Do you want Xiao An to wait for you?"
Qi Tianyang lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.
According to his selfish desires, he naturally wanted Cheng An to wait for him, but once he left, he didn't know what the situation would be like. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive, injured or sick. How could he delay her?
He nodded, "Son, I understand. Thank you for your hard work, Dad and Mom."
The Duke of Qi nodded and walked forward with his wife.
Qi Tianyang also stepped forward, lifted his robe and climbed the stairs.
Cheng An stood beside Zhu Yun, listening to the conversation of the four adults, feeling uneasy.
"...If that's the case, I'm afraid this marriage can't be decided right away. My son is in southern Xinjiang, and the date of his return to the capital is uncertain. Furthermore, the battlefield is dangerous..." Duke Qi's words had conveyed his meaning, and he nodded slightly, "I can't delay Xiao'an."
Cheng's father, Cheng Qishan, and Zhu Yun were silent for a moment, and a clear female voice suddenly rang out.
"No matter how long it takes, I'll wait."
Qi Tianyang suddenly raised his head, which had been lowered due to sadness and guilt, and suddenly raised it and looked straight at Cheng An.
Cheng An looked at him, then lowered his eyes, his voice full of determination: "I'm not afraid, I'll wait for you to come back."
Everyone present fell silent, and Cheng Qishan and Zhu Yun both sighed.
Qi Tianyang's eyes flashed with surprise, and then his face became serious. He turned to the elders and said, "Would you mind if I could have a few words with Xiao An alone?"
After getting their consent, Cheng An followed him out the door.
"Xiao An..."
Just as he called her name, Cheng An interrupted him: "You are not not coming back, why are you acting like you are parting from her forever?"
Qi Tianyang was slightly startled, then said seriously, "Nan Zhao is coming with great force this time. I don't know how long this battle will last. This is my first time on the battlefield, and swords are merciless. If anything happens to me, I won't let you down."
Cheng An looked up at him, with a flicker of reluctance and sadness in his eyes, but he still said, "Then I will wait until you die or become disabled, and then I will find another husband."
Her voice was weak and lacked any momentum, as if she was just saying the most ordinary words lightly.
But her hands hidden in her sleeves were trembling slightly because she clenched them tightly.
Seeing his stunned expression, Cheng An didn't dare to look at him anymore and lowered his head, but he was still stubborn and refused to admit defeat.
He pressed his fingers so hard that his fingertips seemed to dig into his palm.
Suddenly, her hands were lifted up and held by a pair of broad hands, and she heard a sigh from above her head.
"Does it hurt to hold it so tightly?"
The strength and indomitable spirit that had lasted for nearly half an hour seemed to collapse quietly with this sigh. Cheng An bit his lips tightly, and mist quickly filled his eyes. In the blink of an eye, he burst into tears.
Qi Tianyang saw her crying, and quickly took out his handkerchief to wipe her tears, frowning and coaxing her: "I'm not dead yet, don't cry, don't cry..."
Cheng An turned his head away and choked up as he spoke: "Who is crying? You can just die in Southern Xinjiang. I won't cry for you."
Hearing her seemingly heartless words, Qi Tianyang laughed.
He smiled and said, "That won't do. You said you would wait for me. Even if I have to crawl, I will crawl back from Southern Xinjiang to marry you."
Cheng An was startled, tears streaming down her face. She looked up at him and said in a small, tearful voice, "I'll wait for you to come back. You must come back safely."
Qi Tianyang wiped her tears, smiled and nodded, and promised: "Okay."
Then he said jokingly, "Don't worry, I am a martial arts master, and ordinary people can't hurt me at all. Maybe after this trip, I can even get a promotion when I come back. Just wait and see."
Cheng An was amused by him and smiled with red eyes.
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Jiang Lianshan was going to southern Xinjiang again, and the Jingnan Palace became busy again.
Jiang Ling was worried and stayed in the palace all day, watching Meng Wanjie packing his luggage, with a frown on his face.
Seeing his daughter worried about him, Jiang Lianshan was both relieved and distressed. He said with a smile, "Ling'er, your frown is so tight that it could kill a fly. Stop looking so sad. Your father and I are very familiar with southern Xinjiang. Don't worry, we will be back after the war."
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