Inside the tent
Jiang Baichuan looked at his most promising eldest son, his eyes softened, and he asked worriedly, "How are you feeling, Ling'er? I heard about the assassination and rushed here immediately."
Jiang Ling's face was still a little pale. He shook his head and said, "Don't worry, Dad. I'm much better now."
"It's just an assassination. I'm afraid it's not that simple. The assassin arrived right after I woke up. There must be a traitor in the barracks. Catching him is the most important thing."
Thinking of another thing, a faint smile appeared on his face.
"I was able to escape this time thanks to Doctor Mo. Dad, don't forget to reward him."
Jiang Baichuan raised his eyebrows, thinking carefully, and was a little unsure: "Is Doctor Mo the Mo Xiaotong? I have seen him before and he was a coward. I didn't expect him to be so kind this time."
"Since he saved you, your father will naturally not treat him unfairly."
"It's just that the military camp is short of food and fodder right now, and the gold and silver have to be kept to buy food. I can't take it out for the time being. Keep it in mind for now, and I will definitely reward you well in the future."
Jiang Ling hummed and said softly, "Dad, I heard that San'er ran away from home. Do you know where he went?"
Jiang Baichuan's expression instantly turned cold, and he was furious. He gritted his teeth and said, "That rebellious son is so troublesome. If he hadn't gone to the gambling house to gamble, why would your grandmother have whipped him?"
"It's just a minor skin injury, but you actually ran away from home. You are really willful."
"What are you looking for? We need to make him suffer more outside. That way he'll learn his lesson. Life in the capital is so comfortable. If he comes to the military camp, he will definitely not be able to endure it."
Jiang Ling frowned, feeling that his father was too harsh on San'er. He said helplessly, "Dad, San'er is still a young man, so he has some childish tendencies. He will get better in the future."
Jiang Baichuan snorted coldly. When he thought of the dandy third son, his head started to ache. "Okay, don't speak for him. This matter is decided."
"No one is allowed to go to him. If you are a coward, you will suffer outside and return naturally."
“……!!”
Jiang Ling didn't know what to say after hearing this, so he changed the subject: "Dad, what's wrong with the imperial grain? Why hasn't it been delivered yet? If this continues, we'll have to start using the reserve grain."
Reserve food and fodder will generally not be used unless it is absolutely necessary. Once used, it means that the food and fodder are about to be used up.
Jiang Baichuan sighed and said helplessly, "I have been submitting memorials to urge you to do so, but as you know, the court has been delaying this in the past."
"Before using the reserve rations, we must first find a way to buy more food. Otherwise, if the imperial court is delayed for a day, the soldiers will go hungry for a day. How can we fight?"
"The Xiongnu have been particularly aggressive recently, and wars can come at any time. Soldiers must be well fed before they can go to the battlefield to fight."
Jiang Ling hummed, and said softly, "I have tens of thousands of taels of silver notes. Dad needs to buy grain as soon as possible, otherwise once the grain merchants get wind of something, they'll definitely raise the price."
Jiang Baichuan nodded. This was what he was most worried about. It was better to do it sooner rather than later, otherwise something unexpected might happen.
"Okay, I'll take care of it as soon as possible. You should take good care of your injuries and don't worry too much."
The curtain was lifted, and the person jumping outside the door saw this. Due to the fear he had developed over a long period of time, his body suddenly stood up straight and lowered his head before his brain could react.
Jiang Baichuan looked at his hairy head, and thought of his disappointing son, San'er, and pursed his lips: "You... saved the Major General, so the reward is due. How about next month?"
Jiang Sheng's mind was buzzing, so he didn't pay attention to it. He nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, thank you, Marshal."
"Well, go take care of the Major General and keep him healthy."
"Yes, Marshal."
After the people walked away, Jiang Sheng felt that the oppressive feeling was gone. He slowly raised his head and breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing this, the guard laughed and said, "What's wrong, Doctor Mo? Are you scared when you see the Marshal? You were like a frightened rabbit just now."
"...I'm not a rabbit, guard brother, please don't make fun of me. I'll go to the kitchen and make some food for the major general."
After saying that, he ran away, and I could still hear laughter behind him.
Jiang Sheng pursed his lips and muttered, "What are you laughing at? What's so funny? If you had a father who dislikes you all day and scolds you every time he sees you."
"I guarantee you're even worse than me. Don't even think about being a rabbit. I'm afraid my legs would have already gone limp."
The kitchen staff saw him coming and said respectfully, "Doctor Mo, the young general has woken up and wants to eat. Just give me the order and I will prepare it right away."
Jiang Sheng waved his hand and said softly, "It's okay, I'll do it. I'll make the porridge and you just light the fire."
"Ah, Dr. Mo can cook too, that's amazing."
"……Um."
After a while, a rich aroma spread. The cook sniffed, swallowed his saliva and looked at it eagerly.
"Doctor Mo, what kind of porridge are you making? Why does it smell so good?"
"Oh, use chicken broth to make porridge, then add shredded chicken and finally chopped vegetables. This is the best way to eat for someone seriously injured, as it's easy to digest and nourishing."
"The Major General is seriously injured. You can't eat anything greasy. Rice porridge is the best. Okay, I'll leave one bowl for you. I'll take this one."
Jiang Sheng put the food in the food box, nodded with a smile, turned around and walked quickly towards the tent. He lifted the curtain and met the gentle eyes, feeling at ease.
Well, it’s great that my brother is alive and well!
"Major General, I made some porridge for you. Please try it and see how it tastes."
Jiang Ling raised an eyebrow in surprise: "You... can also cook?"
Jiang Sheng hummed, "Yes, I am quite greedy. I have been weak since I was a child and have taken enough medicine. I want to eat more to make my body feel better. I will learn it slowly."
"Come, let me feed the Major General."
"No, no thanks, I can do it myself."
Being fed by a man is really weird.
Jiang Ling reached out to take the bowl, and smelled the rich aroma of rice mixed with an unknown fragrance, which immediately aroused her appetite.
After taking a bite, his eyes lit up instantly: "Mmm, delicious!"
I couldn't stop eating one bite after another.
Jiang Sheng watched carefully from the side, unable to stop smiling: "As long as the young general likes it, I will make more delicious food for you when I am not on the battlefield in the future."
Jiang Ling paused for a moment, and seeing the sincerity in those eyes, her heart warmed: "Why are you so nice to me?"
"He's kind, right? I have an older brother at home... No matter how naughty I am, or how bad I look in the eyes of others, in the eyes of my brother, I am good."
"It's just that I haven't seen him for a long time. When I saw the young general, I thought of my brother and unconsciously wanted to be nice to you."
Jiang Ling smiled when she heard that: "I see, you seem very kind to me. If my son San'er comes to visit us in the future, please take him out to play more."
"...San'er?"
"Yes, he is my brother. You will know when you see him later. Thank you for making porridge. I like the taste very much."
Jiang Sheng smiled with satisfaction and just watched quietly.
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