Chapter 419: Farewell to the General

Chapter 419

Fell ill with fever?

The busy people in the yard were shocked.

Xu Mo, who had finished the process and was ready to take office as a compiler in the Hanlin Academy, stood up.

Fang Heng, who was bored to madness and had started fighting shadows with his stick, dropped his stick.

Wen Zhiyun, who had just returned from the Wu family and was gloomily practicing medicine, looked up in a daze.

"Where did you hear the news from?" As expected of the eldest brother, he seized the key point accurately.

Zheng Ruqian did not hesitate. "It's from friends of the three teachings and nine streams. They spoke plausibly that at least half of the people who went to the Imperial Medical Office were diagnosed with fever."

Fang Heng clenched his fists. "Could it be the sinister plot of the Crown Prince behind the scenes?"

Wen Zhiyun, who was unhappy to begin with, pouted sadly, "It must be because I wasn't there to take care of Wu properly." Rread latest chapters at novelhall.com

Seeing everyone looking gloomy and sighing long.

Xu Mo spoke up in time, "Don't worry first, listen to what Jiang Sheng has to say."

It was at this time that the brothers remembered they had gathered together to wait for the sister who had entered the imperial city to return.

No matter if it was the three teachings and nine streams or idle gossip, nothing was better than seeing it with their own eyes.

Fortunately, it wasn't long before the wooden door was knocked on.

Jiang Sheng, who had taken off her vermilion headwear and fine clothes and washed off her lead powder and rouge, returned lightly. Her two little arms were behind her back, and her big round eyes blinked.

She was no longer as noble and gorgeous as she was in the morning, but had a unique naturalness and intimacy.

"You're back." Wen Zhiyun rarely took the lead and asked eagerly, "How's Wu? Is he sick? Does he have a fever?"

Jiang Sheng was a little confused.

What illness, what fever, Fifth Brother was jumping around lively, not only able to climb through windows, but also sneak into the maids' room.

"Nothing of the sort," she waved her hand casually, "He's fine."

Then she relayed the events of the long banquet one by one.

When it came to the fermentation of the imperial examination and the Fang family's conspiracy, everyone's expressions became solemn.

"Fifth Brother means we can contact him by delivering lychees. " Jiang Sheng said softly, "At other times, try to conceal his existence as much as possible. If anyone suspects, deny it even if beaten to death."

This meant Chang Yan had planted people in Guanglu Temple.

But lychees could only be delivered from May to August, and for the rest of the time they could only gaze at each other from afar.

Some were really amused, shaking their heads with tears.

The young people hugged each other, freely releasing their emotions, sorrow and sadness, pain and joy.

"How nice." The equally tranquil Fang Heng felt emotional.

His brothers also stood by his side, and his sister frequently empathized. He knew they were reluctant to part.

But reluctant or not, they had to part ways.

Not just for Wu who was trapped in the imperial city, but also for Eldest Brother's wish for peace across the land, and even more so for the countless massacred border residents.

There always had to be someone to go to the battlefield, someone to leave their home town, and someone to bid farewell to family and friends.

When one in ten thousand youths had hot blood, the country had hope and the people had a future.

"May there be peace across the land." Xu Mo muttered softly.

Some reddened their eyes, some smiled helplessly, and some felt stifled in their hearts.

In the end, thousands of words were reduced to one sentence, "Go to rest early, you still have to see me off tomorrow."

Under the starry night sky, everything was quiet.

While everyone was sleeping, one chubby figure got up, tiptoed to prepare food, prepare cured meat, prepare clothes and shoes, and packed them neatly into two bundles.

The next day.

Jiang Sheng was the last to get up. Zheng Ruqian almost broke down the door before the little girl rubbed her big dark eye rings and climbed up, "Ah, is Third Brother leaving so soon?"

"Hurry up, everyone's out the door already." Xu Mo urged at the door.

Zhang Xianglian rushed over with Master Kong in a flurry, and tears fell before she could speak, "Why leave in such a hurry, why didn't you mention it yesterday, haven't packed up yet, bring more things."

"Auntie don't worry, traveling light and fast." Fang Heng picked up a fist-sized package. He flipped up the carriage curtain and froze on the spot dumbfounded.

He had agreed to meet with General Jiang at the city gate. The carriage was for the elder and younger brothers and sister to take, but was this a little too full?

Roughly counting, at least thirty packages.

No need to guess, it must have been prepared by his sister.

However, this trip was all simple packing and traveling alone, and there was no carriage to carry the packages.

Feeling bad that his sister had busily prepared everything, Fang Heng did not point it out clearly. He only sighed and let everyone get on the carriage, heading to the city gate at the fastest speed.

There, there was the ceremonial guard for the general's departure from the capital.

There, there were the teams seeing off distinguished families.

There was also the daddy that little Jiang Sheng had just gotten but had to quickly part with.