jdhmnovel Chapter 280 Sending You Off to War
Chapter 280 Sending You Off to War
Dusk fell.
The cicadas outside were chirping loudly.
The room was unusually quiet.
The atmosphere is a little weird.
It's just too strange. This Duke, who can't even go home once every few years and is very sparing with his words, is actually the first to stand up and object.
He disagreed with Old Madam Mu taking Lu Qingyao as her goddaughter.
But everyone could see how much he cared for the Lu mother and son.
Everyone was somewhat surprised.
Mu Jiangyue looked at her elder brother, wondering if she had misheard. "Brother, what are you saying? Are you afraid that Yao Yao will implicate you?"
Mu Yunji rolled his eyes at Mu Jiangyue, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
This little sister must have been adopted by her parents.
They're specifically targeting him.
Yan Huan tugged at his wife's clothes, signaling her to shut up.
The colleague was also worried for his brother-in-law, wondering how to explain it to him.
Careless.
I thought this banquet was a farewell feast for my brother-in-law, but it turned out to be a family reunion banquet. In this world, things are so close, so very close.
Unfortunately, everything happens at once tomorrow: Lu Qingyao is getting a divorce, and her brother-in-law is going to war.
We just happened to miss out on that beautiful moment.
Mu Jiangyue wanted to ask more questions, but after opening her mouth, she swallowed the words back.
what happened?
She clearly sensed that something was off; her husband tugged at her sleeve and gave her a meaningful look.
The older brother kept glaring at her.
Why are you glaring at her? Did she say something wrong?
My older brother doesn't seem like the type to be afraid of Yao Yao being implicated, so why does he disagree?
Madam Mu looked at her son meaningfully, "You brat, say something!"
No one knows a child better than their mother.
This kid just needs to be pushed a bit.
Otherwise, such a wonderful daughter-in-law would run away again.
Give him a wake-up call; if he doesn't get it soon, his wife will become like a little sister.
Mu Yunji: ...
I opened my mouth several times, but I didn't know how to explain.
After a long pause, he finally spoke, "This matter is not urgent."
Yan Huan, who was in the know, quickly stepped in to smooth things over, "Mother, Feng and his sister have already recognized the eldest brother as their godfather. If you take their mother as your goddaughter as well, wouldn't that create chaos?"
“Auntie, I appreciate your kindness, but the children have already called Brother Mu their godfather. It wouldn’t be appropriate for them to call him uncle now,” Lu Qingyao quickly agreed.
Although she didn't know why Mu Yunji objected, she happened to share the same idea.
When faced with such a situation, most people would want to distance themselves from her and avoid her like the plague. The fact that the Mu family was willing to help her was something she was already very grateful for.
Besides, Jiang Yue and her brother have already helped her a great deal; even her own sisters couldn't do that.
She absolutely could not repay kindness with enmity and drag them down with her to be scolded by the censors.
Grandma Mu looked at her son, feeling utterly disappointed and disappointed.
She glared at him fiercely.
The three Jiang siblings stared at each other, bewildered, calling him godfather one minute and uncle the next.
They don't quite understand the adult world.
Knowing that her little girl was very fond of Mu Yunji, Lu Qingyao deliberately asked, "Miaomiao, would you like General Mu to be your godfather or uncle?"
“I want a godfather, not an uncle. I already have an uncle,” Miao Miao replied.
Everyone laughed when they heard that.
Seeing her goddaughter's support, the younger sister shut up, and the old woman didn't insist any further.
Mu Yunji breathed a huge sigh of relief.
That very night, I had a heart-to-heart talk with my mother.
He spoke frankly to her, saying, "Mother, I love Qingyao. If you want her to be your daughter-in-law, then please stop interfering."
"You brat, how dare you talk to your mother like that? What do you mean by 'meddling'?" Old Mrs. Mu slapped him across the face.
If this kid hadn't been like a gourd with its mouth sawed off in front of Lu Qingyao, she wouldn't have bothered to test him like this.
However, the fact that he dares to speak to her now is a significant improvement.
"Mother, I really want to marry Qingyao. I don't want to miss this opportunity. I would like to ask for your help." Mu Yunji said very sincerely.
The only thing he's certain of right now is that Qingyao definitely doesn't dislike him.
As long as you don't dislike it, there's still a chance.
Grandma Mu was very pleased and said with a smile, "Alright, go to war with peace of mind. I promise you, I will take good care of Yao Yao and won't let her be bullied. But the premise is that you have to come back alive and well for me."
I got my mother's approval.
Mu Yunji felt that he had something to look forward to for the rest of his life.
They have inexhaustible energy for everything they do.
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The next morning.
The army set off, with Duke Mu Yunji of Shen leading his troops into battle.
Prince Chen was appointed as the commander-in-chief.
He successfully forced Prince Su to rebel, unaware that the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
Lu Qingyao was initially surprised to hear that the commander-in-chief of this rebellion was Prince Chen.
The female physician has already confessed that it was Prince Chen who poisoned the Crown Prince and framed Prince Su. Logically, she should already be in Dali Temple.
Surprisingly, they were not punished and even became the main force in the campaign against Prince Su.
It's incredible.
However, upon further reflection, I instantly understood.
Because Prince Chen urgently needed to make a contribution.
Prince Chen and Prince Su will eventually have a battle; it will be a fight to the death.
Or it could result in mutual destruction.
Therefore, it should be that the Jing King's faction deliberately played along with their plan, intending to reap the benefits later.
It seems that the chances of success in suppressing this rebellion are very high, but it's unclear how long it will take.
How long will it take before I can see Feng'er again?
Lu Qingyao faced her son and personally handed her red-tasseled spear to him.
This was specially made for her by her father, and now she is passing it on to her son, which can be considered a kind of inheritance.
It felt like I was there for him.
Besides weapons, she also prepared a large bag of clothes and supplies for her son, all of which were handmade by Lu Qingyao.
As the saying goes, a son doesn't dislike his mother for being ugly.
That's the good thing about the eldest daughter; she's a bit rough around the edges, but no matter how well she does her needlework, no one will complain.
As long as Feng'er doesn't mind, she'll make all her clothes, inside and out.
Jiang Ziyan prepared a military treatise for his brother, a treatise that allowed him to apply theory to practice.
My older brother has a bad memory, so I keep this handy for him so he can refer to it anytime.
She also drew a book of herbal medicines for her elder brother.
Half of it is a poisonous herb, and the other half is a life-saving herb.
When marching and fighting, it is inevitable to encounter insects, snakes, poisonous ants, or get injured. If you know the medicinal herbs around you, you may be able to save your life.
Even if all else fails, if you encounter poisonous plants, you can use clever tactics to defeat them, just like with the datura flower branch.
Having learned from her previous experience of using datura flowers to repel the enemy, Jiang Zifeng cherished her brother's collection of medicines like a priceless treasure, unable to put it down.
As for military strategy and tactics, with his godfather around, he doesn't need to worry about that.
Aunt Xiuxiu gave Jiang Zifeng a large package containing food, as well as high-quality wound medicine, bruise medicine, and other remedies.
Jiang Miaomiao then asked her mother to have two protective soft armors made, one for her eldest brother and one for her godfather.
It can even save your life in a critical moment.
No one in the family expects their eldest brother to achieve anything great; they only hope he can return safely.
However, apart from the soft armor, everything else was kept by her godfather.
Although my older brother successfully enlisted, he could only start as a lowly soldier and had no special privileges.
But he was still very happy.
The boy was excited and thrilled, but also felt a touch of sadness.
This departure may be the last time we meet.
He waved goodbye to his family.
He turned and walked towards the main force, joined the ranks, and became one of the thousands of soldiers.
Dressed in full armor, he stood tall and proud in the crowd.
It resembles a proud rooster, or a grain of sand in a vast ocean.
Identical armor, a vast and imposing procession.
Jiang Miaomiao felt a strange sadness.
She stood atop the city wall, wearing a small red cloak, her gaze fixed on her eldest brother as she saw the young man off to war.
I was afraid that if I lost focus for even a moment, I would lose sight of my older brother.
One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand soldiers. How many of these soldiers, who are sons, husbands, and fathers, will return from this mission?
Jiang Zifeng looked at the small red dot on the wall and waved.
He knew they were his sister, brother, and mother.
His family was his motivation for this trip.
Only by achieving great deeds and establishing a career can a man protect his family.
He wanted his mother and sister to live a peaceful and comfortable life.
So he resolutely joined the army. He was excited, but also a little reluctant. He didn't know how long it would take to return, maybe three or five years.
What he was most reluctant to part with was his younger sister. They had never been separated since birth. When they were separated just now, he held her tightly and wouldn't let go. His sister didn't say anything, she just hugged him with tears in her eyes.
At that moment, he almost couldn't hold back anymore.
However, the soldiers going to war must not cry, nor must their families who send them off to war cry.
My younger sister is very sensible, though she is young; she just secretly wipes away her tears.
However, wearing the protective soft armor given to him by his sister and the clothes sewn by his mother, his heart was filled with warmth.
This soft armor was supposedly made by my younger sister at the beginning of the year, costing her all her allowance. Her mother and younger brother also contributed a lot. It took a long time to make, and they found a skilled craftsman in Jiangzhou to make it for her.
It turns out they were already preparing for his departure for the campaign back then.
This sentiment is truly heartfelt.
No wonder my godfather said that one must be at least fifteen or sixteen years old to join the army. After all, if one is too young, one might not even be able to bear the weight of the armor, let alone go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.
Fortunately, he practiced his skills day after day and year after year, so the weight of these weapons and protective gear was nothing to him.
He waved vigorously at the little red dot.
Jiang Miaomiao was quite busy, waving to her older brother one moment and to her godfather the next.
Look at the target in the crowd.
It's getting farther and farther away, and increasingly blurry.
My brother and godfather have left.
The army gradually disappeared on the horizon.
Little Miaomiao felt empty inside and secretly wiped away her tears while leaning on her mother's shoulder.
Not just the little girl, the whole family felt empty inside.
But none of the relatives who came to say goodbye cried, because it was considered unlucky to cry at such a time.
Even after the soldiers who had set off for the expedition had gone far away, the relatives who had come to see them off outside the city still remained.
Mu Yunji had just turned around to look at the figures on the city wall when he felt a sweet warmth in his heart.
For the first time in my life, I had my beloved see me off on my journey to war. Although I didn't come specifically to see him off, I was still very content.
There's also the armor that Miaomiao gave me.
He's someone who has a daughter who dotes on him.
Although it was a gift from a young girl, the soft nail is made of the finest materials and craftsmanship, both in terms of the gold and silver used and the ingenious details.
It wouldn't have been possible without the child's mother's help.
Therefore, Mu Yunji's armor also carried a different meaning, so people assumed it was a gift from Qingyao and her daughter.
Thinking about it that way, he became even happier.
I wish I could go and capture that traitorous official right now and return as soon as possible.
After seeing the soldiers off to war, Lu Qingyao didn't rush to the Jiang family. Jiang Yunze probably hadn't returned home from court yet.
Going there would be pointless.
in the hall.
Jiang Yunze has been impeached again.
The reason given for the refereeing was actually because of his exiled father-in-law.
They call them traitors and villains, a family with black hearts, who dared to embezzle military funds and profit from the national crisis; they deserve to die a horrible death…
They say he must have profited from it; he even pleaded for his father-in-law back then. They're all birds of a feather, colluding with each other.
The civil officials could say the most offensive things about their fathers-in-law, but they said even more offensive things about him.
They were practically spitting in his face.
It was a complete disaster that came out of nowhere.
The other father-in-law watched from the sidelines, keeping a safe distance.
Emperor Xuan remained silent, watching his courtiers argue amongst themselves, his face as black as charcoal.
These courtiers had places to vent their anger, but he was the emperor, and he needed a legitimate reason to get angry.
Otherwise, people will easily think of you as a tyrant.
He's the one who really wants to curse.
One of his sons was critically ill from poisoning, another son rebelled, another son led troops into battle, and yet another son...
He looked at the Fifth Prince Jing, who was standing at the very edge, and didn't know what to say.
This guy was just like a bystander, all that's missing was to hand him some sunflower seeds.
I wanted to yell at him, but I held back after thinking about it.
At least this kid has recently made an unprecedented move by attending court and has started to care about national affairs.
Although he still has that annoying look, he's finally starting to improve.
Jiang Yunze kept his head down, his face dark, and he looked like he wanted to plug his ears.
Over the past three years, his status in the imperial court has become increasingly lower and more humble.
Looking at my current father-in-law, I am reminded of my former father-in-law.
I feel indescribable feeling in my heart.
Once upon a time, he had two fathers-in-law, one a scholar and the other a military man. Neither of them dared to make things difficult for him, and his career progressed smoothly.
Now, his father-in-law, who is also his superior, just watches him get scolded.
Every now and then, they'd look down on him and give him a hard time.
My ex-father-in-law was the best; at least he wouldn't just stand by and watch me get yelled at. In situations like this, he would definitely step in and fight for me.
But thinking about it makes me angry, because he was scolded for embezzling military funds.
Why would he embezzle military funds when he was perfectly capable of doing so?
Not only did it implicate the whole family, it also dragged him down with it.
He studied hard for ten years and came from that poor place, Qingshi Town, to where he is now. Was it easy for him?
After the court officials had finished their rant, they adjourned the court and went home.
Jiang Yunze was also scolded until his head turned green.
The feeling of resentment lingered around me for a long time.
He went home from court with a sullen face and a downcast expression.
The carriage stopped at the door.
The coachman told her that the lady and the young master were waiting for him at the door.
Madam and young master?
Suddenly, I remembered what day it was. The woman had said she would come today to pick up the divorce papers.
Lu Qingyao arrived at the Jiang residence right on time; the two of them arrived almost one after the other.
She didn't want to go there early; if it weren't for important business, she wouldn't want to see any of the people inside.
Looking at her brothers' scumbag father, Jiang Miaomiao felt like a wilted eggplant.
It seems that the saying "going to work is like going to a grave" still applies in ancient times, and it might even be worse than going to a grave.
My scumbag dad is in a bad mood.
His face seemed even darker when he saw them arrive.
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