My second son thought of coming here because the environment and climate are suitable for them to recuperate.
However, I'm alone and don't know how to arrange things for them.
The academy didn't have suitable positions either. Although they were injured, they didn't need pity or sympathy; they just wanted to find something to support themselves.
Jiang Shuyun finally understood that the task given to him by the headmaster's son was one he didn't know how to complete.
He then thought of the martial arts training ground in the village and tentatively asked if any of his children practiced martial arts.
"Headmaster, to be honest, my family really needs someone who understands military affairs."
Although the child says he wants to be a great general or something, it's too early to take that seriously. The child is still young, and nobody knows what the future holds.
However, as parents, we must plan ahead and prepare in advance.
Headmaster, these people aren't on some hidden mission, are they?
We don't want to know too much, we just want to live peacefully.
Jiang Shuyun's expression amused the headmaster.
After spending more time with her, he discovered that Jiang Shuyun had a free-spirited side.
"No, no, don't worry."
“Then I’ll go home and discuss it with my wife. After all, she’s the one who makes the decisions.”
The headmaster was speechless upon hearing this. How could a grown man speak so fluently, without any shame?
"Okay, go back and report to your husband. If it's approved, let me know too, I'm in a hurry."
Alright, take care, don't bother seeing me out.
Jiang Shuyun felt like he had been kicked out by the headmaster. He glanced at the servant in the room, who seemed to be suppressing a laugh.
"Master, Jiang Jiangshu has left."
"Yes, I saw it. You've made good arrangements for those soldiers and taken good care of them. They're all willing to sacrifice their lives for the Great Li Dynasty."
"I understand, everything is arranged."
"Sir, you really enjoy Jiang's storytelling?"
"He's alright, a decent person, at least he has a good heart."
The headmaster stopped talking; he still needed to write a letter.
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