I broke my sleeves with the son

Jiang Shu felt uneasy when he saw the handsome young man who came to his door. It happened that the man was not in a hurry to leave, and he was getting some money for medical treatment in the capital.

He sent someone over to inquire, and found out the name and the capital where he came from.

He sent someone to investigate, and the news came very quickly, as if someone had deliberately passed the news to him, and some more secret things were also passed on.

Jiang Shu looked at the description in his hand, and there were deliberately vague and ambiguous words, and sneered. The paper in his hand was crumpled into a broken ball and thrown into the water, completely blurring the handwriting.

Now that Jiang Ziyu of the Jiang family joined the army and became the supervisor of the army, and Jiang Luoqing was so stupid that he ran over by himself, he was the only one left in the younger generation of the Jiang family in the capital.

Prime Minister Jiang also intends to train him in the temple, and from time to time he mentioned the two-year high-level examination to him. Jiang Shu had no intention of this at all, but Jiang Luoqing, who is not successful enough, has gone out to make achievements. If he fails in the capital Isn't it ugly?

Jiang Shu has gradually removed Yi Rong recently, and he has also received some influence from the Jiang family.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, not to mention that the Jiang family is still alive, even a small group of people are very powerful.

Jiang Shu divided two-thirds and sent them to the rivers and lakes. This Fiji dared to touch his Jiang family and sent the news so blatantly.

Jiang Shu curled his lips, looking at the person who had just painted with a face full of disgust and disgust. It was still the Jiang family, and they would only be bullied outside. It was really useless.

He sent a few people to forge a wedding invitation and sent it to Jiang Luoqing who was far away on the battlefield.

There's no way, there's too much news in the letter, it's like a person taking a pen to carefully write down everything Jiang Luoqing does, although there is a fault in the middle, it doesn't prevent him from seeing Jiang Luoqing's relationship with Jiang Luoqing. The disciples of the Immortal Doctor, who are as weak as chickens, have affection for each other.

He gave a soft "tsk", tapped Jiang Luoqing's face with his fingers, and said slowly: "My good brother, I am doing this for your own good. Remember not to be sentimental on the battlefield of life and death. Ah... It's no good to want those cumbersome emotions and desires, you have to thank me when you come back..."

"Young Master Shu." The door was knocked, and the prime minister's wife's personal servant girl said outside: "Madam is going to pray in the temple, so I ask you, my lord, if you want to pray for your elder brother and younger brother together?"

In fact, speaking carefully, Jiang Shu came out one step earlier than Jiang Luoqing, so Jiang Shu should be the elder brother.

But few people are aware of it.

Jiang Shu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a worried tone, "I'll go there now. My brother is marching and fighting outside. It's very dangerous. Although I can't help you much, I can still do it with my humble strength."

The maid got his response, so she left and went back to Mrs. Jiang.

Jiang Shu looked down at the painting under his hand. The face of the person in the painting was enlarged. It was a posture of twisting his neck and turning his head. The person in the painting lowered his eyes, as if he didn't pay attention to anyone. His facial features were compelling and beautiful. , combining the advantages of Prime Minister Jiang and Mrs. Jiang, the beauty is shocking.

His five fingers on the painting were rubbed together, and he held the drawing paper firmly. As his things became wrinkled, a good painting was ruined like this.

He stared at the paintings on the table for a while, and when the time was running out, he sneered, "It's ugly."

On the wall of Ruoshui City, Qi Du was sniffing the finger with which Jiang Luoqing's hair was braided just now under the tip of his nose, wanting to see if there was any other smell, but he didn't smell anything, just a sticky smell from his hand just now from the city wall. The smell of dust on the floor is not good at all.

It was not enough for a little soldier to hurriedly run beside him, no, he came up again.

He looked over lazily, and saw that this man was holding a beautiful box in his hand, with a hesitant expression on his face, and his steps were almost catching up with bastards.

Qi Du said, "What did you take?"

Seeing that it was him, Xiao Bing hurriedly saluted, "This is something from Jiang Qianhu's house, but Jiang Qianhu doesn't seem happy, so the subordinate is wondering whether to send the things directly to Jiang Qianhu's residence." He poured the beans Said the same.

Qi Du was stunned for a moment.

Xiao Bing saw Jiang Luoqing's attitude just now, but now he was hesitating, when he saw Qi Du.

Qi Du didn't think too much, he jumped up and patted the clothes on his body and said, "Give me the things, and I'll bring them to him."

Xiao Bing wished this was the case, so he didn't have to face Jiang Qianhu's displeasure, so he handed the things to Qi Du and said, "Thank you, General Qi!"

"No need." Qi Du waved his hand and rushed in the direction where Jiang Luoqing left.

When he arrived, Jiang Luoqing was talking to other soldiers on the city wall about the upcoming shift arrangements, as well as the change of weapon layout on the city wall. Qi Du was not in a hurry, so he just stayed quietly and waited for him to finish, listening to Jiang in his heart. After listening and analyzing Luo Qing's words for a while, I feel that this person has not lost what he learned with him back then, which is really gratifying.

Jiang Luoqing didn't have much to say. He didn't know what to say in front of these subordinates, so he arranged things and let everyone disperse after confirming that there was no problem for the time being.

"Jiang Qianhu's official authority is getting bigger and bigger now." Qi Du said casually.

Jiang Luoqing replied: "No Qi general."

The two looked at each other tacitly for a while, and at the same time couldn't hold back their laughter.

Qi Du handed over the thing in his hand, "Open it and have a look, people are too scared to send it to you, you say you are not very powerful, who is more powerful?"

Jiang Luoqing took the wooden box, and said casually, "So you're making it difficult for General Qi to run errands for me, a little thousand household?"

"It's not in vain." Qi Du raised his eyebrows and said, "You have to entertain me with good wine and good food."

"That's right, you can't owe... owe..." The faint smile on Jiang Luoqing's face froze, and the smile disappeared. He took out the red invitation card from the wooden box, which contained the handwriting of Zhen Shu, and invited him to attend wedding reception.

The bride was mentioned to him by Fiji, the junior sister who Zhenshu grew up with since he was a child.

I don't know if it's a relapse of an old injury, Jiang Luoqing always feels that he can't breathe, he has to take a deep breath to catch his breath, his heart seems to be squeezed hard by someone, with the kind of strength to crush something.

His expression was a little dazed, his head was a little dazed and nauseated, he squatted down slowly, and something fell on the ground.

Sitting on the ground with my head buried in my knees, something seemed to be missing in my heart...

What it is?Jiang Luoqing didn't know, and didn't want to think about it.

Someone pulled his arm, looked up, and saw Qi Du looking at him anxiously, seeing him looking over, he didn't care about his indecency, knelt down and stretched out his arms to hug him, and walked down the city wall.

The surrounding soldiers were shocked by this change, and no one came out to stop it.