Jiang Yu seemed to notice the change in Qi Nuan's attitude, and he smiled.
He didn't really care what Qi Nuan was like, but he hoped that Qi Nuan was happy and that being by his side was a happy thing.
He reached out and took Qi Nuan's hand as they walked under the moonlight, just like back then.
Song Jingning was very happy to see the two of them arrive.
His health was already very poor, and he had handed over almost all the affairs of Shangjun to Jiang Yu.
Qi Nuan looked at him, almost in disbelief. He was much thinner and looked much older than before, but Qi Nuan still saw the same kindness on his face as when they first met.
"very nice."
Looking at Jiang Yu's gentle face, Song Jingning sighed.
"There is no greater joy than reuniting with an old friend... cough..."
He coughed before he could finish speaking.
Qi Nuan quickly stepped forward to treat him.
Song Jingning waved his hand, declining Qi Nuan's offer.
He didn't want them to waste their time on him, nor did he want to spend all his time taking medicine. He had always been indifferent to matters of life and death.
Qi Nuan saw the bluish color on his face and knew that he couldn't hold on for much longer.
My eyes are sore and tired.
They did not insist on treating Song Jingning.
Perhaps letting him live freely in his final moments is what the younger generation should do for him.
The group had only exchanged a few words when they noticed the weariness on Song Jingning's face.
Jiang Yu and Qi Nuan didn't say anything more and suggested leaving so that Song Jingning could rest.
"Cough cough..."
Song Jingning started coughing incessantly immediately after they left.
Seeing this, Uncle Wang quickly went forward and closed the window.
Song Jingning said, "No need, Uncle Wang, I'd like to get some fresh air..."
Hearing his words, Uncle Wang knew that he couldn't stand the cold right now, but after sighing, he slowly opened the window again.
"Have someone recall the generals from the border of Shangjun... cough..."
Behind them, Song Jingning and Uncle Wang's voices could be heard intermittently.
Qi Nuan grasped Jiang Yu's hand.
She knew that over the years, Jiang Yu had truly regarded Song Jingning as a father, and now…
Jiang Yu looked at Qi Nuan in silence for a moment, then shook her head.
...
Three days later, all the generals, officials and people of Shangjun gathered together. Today was the day that Song Jingning would completely hand over Shangjun to Jiang Yu.
Looking at everyone on the field.
Despite his illness, Song Jingning, dressed in official robes, maintained an imposing presence that was not diminished in the slightest.
"I have been in Shangjun for more than twenty years. I am grateful for your continued support and for working with you for so many years. Today, I would like to take this opportunity to thank the people of Shangjun for your support and trust over the years..."
Everyone looked at Song Jingning with heavy expressions; they all knew that the Prefect's health was failing.
Today marks the day Song Jingning officially steps down from his post.
Even upon hearing Song Jingning's voice, cries of weeping could be heard from among the people.
They were reluctant to part with Song Jingning.
The stability of Shangjun is entirely due to Song Jingning's efforts. The people's peaceful life is all thanks to Song Jingning, who brought peace to the people and protected them from the Rouran.
For more than two decades, Song Jingning has dedicated his entire life to Shangjun.
Over the years, he has personally handled everything and devoted himself to the people, which the people of Shangjun have naturally seen and remembered.
"Now I am old and frail, and can no longer shoulder this heavy responsibility..."
He looked at Jiang Yu. Jiang Yu stepped forward.
His gaze fell on Jiang Yu and then looked at the crowd.
"As you all know, this is my son, Jiang Yu. He will be taking over Shangjun. Does anyone have any objections?"
Looking at the slender Song Jingning and Jiang Yu beside him, although Song Jingning and Jiang Yu are the highest executives of Shangjun, no one is unfamiliar with them.
Jiang Yu's appointment as the new governor of Shangjun was a matter of tacit agreement, and the people, eager for his arrival, shouted:
"Your Majesty is wise, and the young master is exceptionally talented. The Shangjun County is willing to appoint the young master as its leader..."
"Your Majesty is wise, and the young master is exceptionally talented. The Shangjun County is willing to appoint the young master as its leader..."
...
Song Jingning smiled. He knew that Jiang Yu had managed Shangjun very well over the past three years, and the current cheers from the people were the best recognition of him.
He will not let down the people of Shangjun if he hands Shangjun over to Jiang Yu.
"My son is unworthy, and I entrust the upper prefecture to him. I humbly request that you all not disdain him and give him your full support."
Jiang Yu also said, "Now I am carrying out the will of the Prefect, and I am willing to live and die with Shangjun, to resist the Rouran in the north and bring peace to the world in the south. I ask you all to help me."
"We will defend against the Rouran above and bring peace to the world below. We will live and die with you, my lord..."
After everyone stopped talking.
Song Jingning then took off his official hat with both hands and put it on Jiang Yu's head. He then took the official seal from Wang Bo's tray and handed it to Jiang Yu.
"I originally intended to hand over Shangjun to you on the day you come of age, but I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until then. Shangjun is just your starting point, but I hope that no matter how far you go or how high you stand, you will not let down the people of Shangjun, nor the people of the world."
Jiang Yu's eyes dimmed, and then she knelt down on one knee before Song Jingning, solemnly promising him:
"Jiang Yu will never fail the Lord's trust."
Song Jingning helped Jiang Yu up.
To others, “At this moment, the Prefect of Shangjun is Jiang Yu, and all the officials of Shangjun obey the Prefect.”
All the officials exchanged glances, then knelt down and shouted:
"Greetings, Your Excellency. We are all at Your Excellency's command."
"Greetings, Your Excellency..."
The voices of the officials of Shangjun were in front, and the voices of the people of Shangjun were behind.
Only then was the transfer of Shangjun considered complete.
Qi Nuan and Yan Gong looked at Song Jingning and Jiang Yu on the high platform.
This is the Shangjun that Song Jingning has painstakingly built up over more than twenty years; it was not achieved overnight.
This is what the people want.
In chaotic times, everything changes. Power can vanish in an instant, and occupied cities can be seized. But one thing remains precious: the hearts of the people are hard to come by.
Shangjun will be Jiang Yu's strongest support.
Unlike Hedong, which was easily seized by Bai Jiao, Shangjun will not be easily taken away by others unless Jiang Yu dies.
Song Jingning went to great lengths to help Jiang Yu. He could have simply handed over Shangjun to Jiang Yu, but he still summoned all the officials of Shangjun.
In the presence of the people and officials of Shangjun, Shangjun was completely handed over to Jiangjun.
His actions today are aimed at creating momentum for Jiang Yu.
Yan Gong's eyes were somewhat complicated. Although Song Jingning called Jiang Yu his son, everyone knew that Jiang Yu was not Song Jingning's child.
Although he is an adopted son, he is no different from a biological son.
Now that Shangjun had been handed over to Jiang Yu, Song Jingning asked Jiang Yu to take this opportunity to meet all the officials of Shangjun.
Song Jingning had already met these officials before today.
Everyone supported Jiang Yu as the Prefect of Shangjun, and Jiang Yu's first task as Prefect was to discuss the future development of Shangjun with all the officials.
After all, the world has come to this point, and every decision they make is of paramount importance.
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