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For several days in a row, Jiang Tuanzi was taken to the school gate by her father.

She rubbed her eyes with her fat hands, still half asleep. Hanging in her cloak was a cloth bag that her old father had packed for her.

Jiang An stood on tiptoe, waved to the carriage that turned away, and told her father in a baby voice,

"Dad, don't forget to pick me up from school!"

A large hand with distinct joints stretched out from the carriage window, urging Tuanzi to hurry into the school...

After school, Jiang Jichen rushed back from the military camp and was occasionally late.

Jiang An was not angry either. She just sat on the crossbar and watched her friends being picked up by their parents one by one. She held her chin with her hands and waited for her father.

The old man who guards the school will bring her hot soup.

A carriage with four horses appeared in sight. Tuanzi ran down the steps, with the little chicks on her head shaking, showing her happiness.

Jiang Jichen held his cold daughter in his arms, and used his inner strength to drive away the coldness from her.

The old father poked Jiang An's dimples, his tone helpless and guilty, "Next time, you don't have to wait for me all the time, let Niangniang go back to the mansion and call a carriage..."

Jiang An shook her head and took out the calligraphy she copied today to show her father, and asked,

"Dad isn't coming to pick me up from school?"

Jiang Jichen: "Of course I want to come and pick you up. There are many things to do in the army, so it will take time. It's too cold for you to wait outside."

Tuanzi shook his head, still smiling, "It's not cold, Uncle Zhao will give An An some hot soup, and I want Dad to pick me up."

"An An's classmates were all picked up by their parents!"

Hearing this, her father was startled, his dark eyes flashed with emotion, and a man's deep voice rang out in the silent carriage,

"Okay, from now on the king will come to pick up An every day!"

"But... the king has asked for leave for you tomorrow,"

Jiang An blinked his eyes and asked, "Don't you have to go to school tomorrow?"

The young voice rose, obviously very happy.

Seeing his daughter's smile getting bigger and bigger, Jiang Jichen was so excited that he swung his feet.

Goodbye, teacher~

Goodbye, my dear classmates~

Oh, I really miss you guys~

Ahahahahaha!!

"Yes, you will go to the military camp with me tomorrow."

Forehead…

Tuanzi pouted, "I'd better go to school..."

It’s too far, and Tuanzi will lose weight along the way...

Jiang An's chest vibrated, the man chuckled, and rubbed the top of his girl's head with his big hand.

"Meng Bu Ren's seedling has grown. He came to me specially and asked me to bring our Ah An to the military camp to celebrate tomorrow!"

It has grown out.

Tuanzi raised his chin proudly, without even looking at who was coming!

She, Jiang An, is as powerful as a thousand troops, hehehe~

The carriage stopped in front of the King's Palace.

Jiang Jichen still had some things to deal with, so he took Jiang An to the study.

In the study, next to the man's desk, there was a small desk suitable for children.

There were pens, ink and some toys that Tuanzi had put there.

While her father was doing things, she would copy calligraphy or read a book on things.

These local records contain not only written records, but also simple sketches.

However, a three-year-old child is playful. In Jiang An's little mind, there was a fox cub guarding the empty room in the yard, and then there was a greenhouse that had not been built in the wing room.

The little girl was lying on the chair, which attracted her father's attention.

There is no better daughter than a father.

"Want to go out and play?"

The caught Tuanzi grabbed the brush, his eyes wandering, "Dad, how did you know!"

"Hehe...if you want to go out and play, go ahead. Remember to let Nianniang follow you. Don't run around alone!"

The unblocked Tuanzi raised her hands high, long live her father!

After leaving the study, Tuanzi ran away with her skirt fluttering, like a delicate flower in winter.

"Brew, brew~~"

……

The next day,

It was already noon when Jiang Jichen took Tuanzi away from the house. The carriage was filled with her and her father's spare clothes.

In front of the vermilion gate, Steward Sun bid farewell to the master and the young master with tears in his eyes.

Jiang Jichen's mouth twitched, "Butler Sun, we will be back tomorrow..."

What Butler Sun heard: We won’t be back tonight!

huh huh...

He stood behind the carriage and waved his hand. Behind him was the huge palace. "Master, young master, please be careful on the road!"

Tuanzi's head popped out of the car window, and her childish voice was carried by the wind into Butler Sun's ears.

"An An's fox, Steward Sun, don't forget to feed the fox for me~"

Butler Sun: Oh, I am even sadder...

The old father's helpless voice was heard in the wind, "Slow down...be careful not to fall..."

The carriage arrived at the main camp gate, and Guan Yan showed the commander's token to the black-armored soldier on the observation tower.

When the door opened, sunlight shone into the car.

The man in tight clothes was tall and strong, with sharp eyebrows and eyes hidden in the dark. His big hands protected the little girl wrapped in a cloak.

In just a moment, the car door was closed again...

The black-armored soldier held up a flag in his hand, the gate slowly opened, and the guards knelt on one knee.

"See the coach!"

The deafening noise successfully woke up Tuanzi from his sleep.

She still had half a piece of dried fruit in her hand, her eyes were confused.

arrive?

The carriage did not stop when passing the main tent, but headed towards the engineering camp where Meng Bu Ren was.

The camp was bustling with activity.

Several generals gathered here. A bonfire was burning in the wide open space. Huo Lang and one of the generals were turning the roasted whole lamb on the fire.

The fat of the sheep was bright and the aroma spread far away. I cut off a small piece with a knife. The outermost layer of the sheep was already roasted and crispy, and the stimulating taste of spices burst in my mouth. The meat inside was juicy and very tempting...

"Hey, is this the coach's carriage?"

"You're already drunk even before you've had a drink. You can't even recognize the coach?"

Several generals stood up to greet them, chatting and laughing.

“It smells so good~”

A little kid first came out of the carriage, his nose twitching a few times, his eyes full of desire for food.

The smile on Holland's face widened, "Miss, here it is!"

He stepped aside, and the whole roasted lamb appeared in front of Jiang An.

She opened her eyes wide, then dimples formed on her face, and she looked at her father with a pair of sparkling eyes.

The old father shook his head and laughed, wondering who this greedy cat resembled...

Now that the coach has arrived, the sheep can be eaten.

The soldiers brought some wine and sat around the fire, cutting the mutton with their daggers.

A bite of meat, a sip of wine, and a few laughs from time to time, it's really a happy life!

Tuanzi, who was being fed like crazy, approached the wine bowl in front of her father, smelled the aroma of the wine, smacked her lips,

Thinking back, she was also a good subordinate who could get her boss drunk!

Mainly because I love to drink, hehe...

Meng, who was not talkative, couldn't bear to look at Tuanzi through the light of the campfire.

He paused in drinking, then stood up and left.

When he came back again, he was holding two white porcelain bowls in his hands.

"Miss, this is pear juice, very sweet, try it..."

After saying that, he did not forget to put a bowl on the low table in front of the coach.

Jiang Jichen, who was drunk, raised his eyebrows, a little surprised. His casual sitting posture made him look even more rebellious.

There is actually a share for him?

"cough…"

Meng couldn't help scratching his head. The main reason was that the pear juice was the treasure of the kitchen. He borrowed the name of the coach to get it.

The coach... is incidentally...