I broke my sleeves with the son

The carriage slowly stopped in front of Jiangfu's gate, the meaning was self-evident, Jiang Luoqing had to get out of the carriage.

Standing up and bending over to open the fallen curtains, an attendant had long been kneeling beside the carriage with his back flat, Jiang Luoqing stepped on and got off the carriage.

Jiang Manor's servants had been waiting outside for a long time. Seeing him getting off the carriage, they quickly put their umbrellas over to cover them from the scorching sun above their heads.

The air was impetuous. He glanced at Jiang Shu who was standing in front of the door, with a maid beside him holding an ice basin and gently fanning the cool air on his body. He frowned unabashedly and walked towards the mansion.

The smile on Jiang Shu's lips faded a lot. He didn't follow Jiang Luoqing in, but stood outside the door and waited for the king's carriage to leave. Like the town king.

Jiang Luoqing went to the living room, where Prime Minister Jiang and Madam Jiang were waiting for him.

As soon as Mrs. Jiang saw someone coming out, she took two steps forward and carefully looked at the child from Yuangui with red eyes. As she watched, tears ran out without warning.

"Why, so much dark? Thin." She turned around and looked at Prime Minister Jiang almost at a loss, as if asking for help, "Right?"

Prime Minister Jiang looked normal, but kept squeezing and loosening his left hand. He nodded and said, "It's true that you've lost some weight. I'll ask the kitchen to make some good ones for you in the past few days, so you can make up for it."

"No need." Jiang Luoqing said: "I just came back to see you two, and I will go out later."

Prime Minister Jiang narrowed his eyes, "What? Now that the official rank is different, and there are many things to do, you don't even have time to have a meal with your mother?"

Jiang Luoqing was silent for a while, "There is still time for dinner."

Prime Minister Jiang calmed down and glanced at his wife. Mrs. Jiang smiled, pulled her son to sit down, and sent someone to the kitchen to prepare meals.

Next came the nagging questions, and Jiang Luoqing answered them all, but the method was relatively simple.

"How was life in the military?"

"It's okay."

"Has anyone bullied you?"

"No."

"How's the food there?"

"good."

"How about the people at the border?"

"It's okay."

"Are you hurt?"

"Never."

……

When Jiang Ziyu came over, he saw this scene, and he was powerless to think about it, but he still couldn't help feeling jealous.

It's just going on the field to kill people, raising a knife and dropping it, you don't need to use your brain, just brute force is enough, unlike him, who reads poems and books every day, and reads famous history books, all using his brain, how do outsiders know the hardships involved?

Reading is much more difficult than killing people. I really don’t know what to say about it, but it’s just another kind of executioner. My mother actually asks all kinds of things. What’s there to ask?

Seeing someone approaching, Jiang Luoqing glanced over and saw Jiang Ziyu standing there, exhausted from staying up all night, his face was slightly yellow, and his eyes were slightly blue.

Mrs. Jiang followed her gaze, saw Jiang Ziyu, and beckoned him over, "Ziyu, Luoqing is back." After she finished speaking, she smiled at Jiang Luoqing, "Your brother is about to start the exam this year. , I don’t know what will happen to the palace exam.”

When Jiang Luoqing heard the words "your brother", she frowned indistinctly and then quickly let go, so fast that Mrs. Jiang, who was always careful, didn't notice.

The food came slowly, and for some unknown reason, it was already past noon when the food came. Jiang Ziyu, Jiang Luoqing, Jiang Shu, Prime Minister Jiang and Mrs. Jiang were sitting at the same table eating.

Jiang Luoqing ate very fast, much faster than before. He almost put down the bowl before anyone else took two bites of food.

Mrs. Jiang was a little dazed, but she didn't know what to think of, her eyes turned red again, she said to Jiang Luoqing, "Let me add some for you." As she said that, she got up to get the bowls and chopsticks.

Jiang Luoqing picked up the bowl to avoid his mother, lowered his eyes and said, "I'll just come by myself." He added a bowl of rice, and after eating quickly, he wiped his mouth gracefully, took tea and drank it slowly.

He ate this way in the army, and after a year or two, he got used to it.So I didn't think there was anything wrong. It wasn't until I saw other people eating slowly and carefully that I slowly realized that what I ate just now was a bit fast.

But this doesn't affect anything, until the other people eat almost the same.He stood up and said, "Since we're done eating, I'll go first."

"Stop!" Prime Minister Jiang frowned, and said in displeasure, "You haven't come back in the past two years, and you'll be like this once you come back?"

Jiang Luoqing looked up at him, and the father and son looked at each other across the dining table, sitting and standing for a long time, "When I should stay, I will naturally stay and do something, but this is not the moment."

He politely saluted Mrs. Jiang, Prime Minister Jiang, "It's nothing, I'll go first."

When no one answered, he turned and left.

When he walked out, Jiang Shu, who hadn't spoken all this time, stood up and hurriedly said to Prime Minister Jiang and his wife, "I'll see off my brother."

Mrs. Jiang nodded, but hesitated to speak. Prime Minister Jiang said, "Go."

When Jiang Luoqing was about to walk out, the people behind caught up, and Jiang Shu fell behind him not too far away, this sense of presence did not make Jiang Luoqing feel comfortable, even very uncomfortable.I always want to go back. That person has been dealt with, otherwise I always feel that the people behind will attack him.

After leaving the mansion, the sound of footsteps behind her was still there, Jiang Luoqing turned and went into the alley and stood aside to wait.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Jiang Shu flashed out with a smile. He took two steps forward, closed the folding fan, and looked at Jiang Luoqing's armor that had never been replaced, "Are you waiting for me?"

Jiang Luoqing said, "Follow me."

Jiang Shuhun didn't care, "You haven't come back for a year or two, I'm afraid you forgot the way, so I followed." He rolled his eyes, stepped back and walked out of the alley with a smile, "But seeing you like this, isn't it You are very welcome. Then I will not go up and leave first."

He slowly approached the crowd.

Jiang Luoqing slowly relaxed when he could not see anyone in front of him. He walked deep into the alley, turned several forks in the middle, crossed a street, went into the alley again, and walked to the end of the alley. It's here.

Open the door, there is no one inside.

Jiang Luoqing froze for a moment, he originally thought that there should be an old man here.

The yard was very clean, it should be cleaned frequently, he entered the main hall, and the person who should have been in the Qi Mansion was resting on the table at the moment, with his mouth slightly open, saliva dripping down the gap.

Frowning in disgust, he took two steps forward and patted the back of Qi Du's head, "Get up and wipe your drool."

"Ah?" Qi Du sat up straight in a daze, subconsciously raised his hand and wiped his mouth, the back of his hand was wet and he woke up.He glanced at the person standing next to him, and in a little embarrassment, he took a table cloth from the side and wiped it on the table.Then he said nonchalantly, "When did you come here?"