0p0 Chapter 434 The Wind Rises
Chapter 434 The Wind Rises
Jiang Zifeng rubbed his forehead.
"Mother, what are you saying? This is something I brought for the princess."
Lu Qingyao looked at her son with relief; he had finally come to his senses.
I opened the bundle and took a look.
His brow twitched.
Two objects, carved in a way that resembled neither human nor wood, were placed brazenly on top.
"Feng'er, is this what you gave to the princess?"
Jiang Zifeng chuckled sheepishly, "How could that be, Mother? This is for Yan Di and Miao Miao. I carved it myself... I think my little sister will like it?"
Lu Qingyao: "...Is this for your brother to carve for you?"
This kid has even learned to be cunning.
I knew his brother would be furious and would help him.
Jiang Zifeng chuckled, "Mother understands me best. I've carved several, and these two are the best. But the facial features aren't carved yet. I need Yan Di to finish them. I just don't know if my little sister will like them?"
"It's okay if she doesn't like the doll. I also prepared some delicious food for her, local specialties from Cangzhou, and lots of pretty beads..."
He rattled off a whole bunch of things.
"Didn't you say you prepared a gift for the princess? Where is it?"
"Mother, look again."
Lu Qingyao rummaged through the bottles again and pulled out another bottle of wine: "Did you brew this yourself?"
Jiang Zifeng nodded: "I remember that the princess likes to drink fruit wine. The wine in the north tastes very good, so I found someone to teach me how to make it and made quite a lot. I put it all in the carriage. This is for you to try, Mother."
Lu Qingyao and Xiuxiu exchanged a glance and smiled.
Thank goodness, I've finally figured it out.
Although Princess Rong'an may not necessarily love drinking, she does love collecting the wine brewed by Feng'er.
If it really doesn't taste good, then you'll have to secretly replace it.
However, bringing back only some wine after traveling such a long distance seems a little lacking in sincerity.
If we're talking about caring, Feng'er certainly cares too.
But you can't keep sending wine as a gift to your future daughter-in-law.
She looked at her son and said, "Feng'er, it's right to cater to her preferences, but the princess isn't an alcoholic. You can't keep sending her wine. Have you thought about sending her something else? If all else fails... just ask Liu Lang."
She originally wanted to suggest that her son choose some jewelry that girls would like.
But she was really worried about her son's taste in jewelry.
Cui Liulang was, after all, the princess's cousin, and he must have known her preferences.
Jiang Zifeng nodded vigorously: "Mother is right, I'll ask Liu Lang when I get back..."
"Don't choose those flashy ones, the princess prefers simple and elegant ones."
"understood."
Following her mother's gaze, Jiang Zifeng turned around and looked back: "Mother, what are you looking behind me for?"
Although Lu Qingyao said she wouldn't see him again, she still wanted to say goodbye to Mu Yunji.
Some regrets cannot be made up for.
But saying goodbye face-to-face is always better than leaving with regrets.
"Feng'er, where is your godfather?"
Jiang Zifeng shook his head: "I haven't seen him since we came back from the border. If Mother has anything to say to him, I'll tell him for you."
"Then... then please tell him to take care for me. You take good care of yourself too. You've already given me your measurements, so I'll make your wedding dress when we get back. Get well soon, the princess is waiting for you."
Jiang Zifeng was a little embarrassed: "I know, Mother. My godfather said I'll be able to return to the capital soon. Please help me explain Liu Qingqing's matter to the princess."
In fact, he wrote it in his family letters.
He wanted the princess to know the truth from the beginning, rather than learning it from someone else.
He absolutely did not wrong the princess.
He avoided Liu Qingqing for quite some time.
The main problem is those complicated relationships; he doesn't know how to handle them.
I don't like it, but I'm unwilling to be forced to accept it.
So he had no choice but to run away.
Fortunately, it was just a misunderstanding.
"Yes, Mother will explain for you. Go back now, it's going to rain..."
The glow of the sunset had long since faded.
The bright red clouds transformed into dark clouds, and the wind and clouds surged.
The weather today is bad.
But that couldn't stop the horse-drawn carriages from heading south.
After giving her son instructions, Lu Qingyao led the caravan away.
The caravan was a real caravan, but the servants, porters, and guards in it were not real.
They are an elite force of three thousand men.
It was the reinforcements that Lu Qingyao brought back for Prince Jing; they were capable of fighting a hundred men single-handedly.
in case the emergency.
The carriage had traveled quite a distance outside the city when Lu Qingyao lifted the curtain and peeked out.
I saw a familiar figure on horseback ahead.
She paused for a moment, then called to Xiuxiu: "The storm is coming soon, let's find somewhere to hide, don't get wet..."
Xiuxiu looked up at the sky.
These dark clouds look like they're about to disperse; they don't look like they're going to rain.
……
Beijing.
The New Year has just passed, and the festive atmosphere has not yet dissipated.
The streets were still bustling.
In addition, news of victories from the border came back.
The entire capital was immersed in joy, celebrating the New Year again after the one they hadn't enjoyed before.
In the hearts of ordinary people, the New Year celebrations are only truly over after the Lantern Festival and the Lantern Festival.
The whole capital was overjoyed after the victory.
But there are always exceptions.
Upon hearing this news, Prince Chen could no longer remain seated.
what does this mean?
This means that the fall of Cangzhou was a hoax, and that Mu Yunji and his army are about to return.
This means his wishful thinking has failed.
No, we absolutely cannot sit idly by and wait to die; we cannot wait any longer.
We must get rid of Prince Jing and the Crown Prince as soon as possible.
……
The day before the Lantern Festival.
People from the Lu family have arrived to take Miaomiao and Jiang Ziyan back to the Lu family.
They said their maternal grandfather had returned.
My maternal grandfather had petitioned the emperor before the new year to retire from military service and return to his hometown.
Although the emperor was unwilling, he had no choice. Whether due to public pressure or a pang of conscience, he could not allow a sick general to continue to go to the battlefield.
When my maternal grandfather returned, he first went to see the Emperor.
Upon receiving the good news, the emperor was in high spirits, and his illness improved considerably.
It was like a final burst of energy before death; his complexion was rosy.
He can actually walk now.
I summoned General Lu immediately, and heard that he had been stabbed in the foot and was having difficulty walking.
They were also given a sedan chair.
Upon meeting, the two were both taken aback.
The emperor stared intently at the old man who was walking towards him with a cane, his steps faltering.
His hair and beard had turned completely white.
His face was covered with the marks of time, and there was a very obvious knife scar.
A bit scary.
He was completely different from the dashing General Lu of yesteryear.
If it weren't for the eunuchs reminding him, the emperor wouldn't have recognized him at all.
She quickly offered him a seat: "Minister Lu, it's only been a short time since we last met, how come you've aged so much?"
General Lu cursed inwardly, then smiled and said, "Your Majesty, it has been eight years, two months, and thirteen days since I last saw you."
He looked at the Emperor, somewhat surprised.
The emperor is old too, and he's not much better off than him.
Despite her rosy complexion, she was so thin she was practically skin and bones; I heard she was taking some kind of elixir.
Dr. Jun once said that that thing can burn a perfectly healthy person dry, depleting their essence and blood.
Until the oil runs out and the lamp goes out.
Emperor Xuan's lips twitched.
Why do you remember it so clearly?
He just wants to ask him for a reward.
……