When Mr. Jiang arrived at Ren's mansion, he saw his son fighting Jiang Cai in the martial arts field in the front yard. The porch on the north side of the martial arts field and the stable on the east side were all filled with people, and cheers kept coming.

Mr. Jiang, who is half an amateur, stood in the corridor and looked for a while, and could see that even if Jiang Cai used all his skills, he would not be his son's opponent. "Okay!"

Mr. Jiang followed and applauded, "Jiang Cai came down and let Huyan on the map!"

The Huyan map next to it...

"Second Master, I just lost."

Mr. Jiang gave him a blank look, "How many moves have you lost?"

Hu Yantu straightened his chest, "I didn't use a killer move, I was defeated by thirty moves."

Thirty moves? Mr. Jiang asked Ban Dashan around him, "How many matches have Ling'er played?"

"By the second master, Brother Cai is the sixth one."

This is not possible, Mr. Jiang frowned and sang, "Ling'er."

Jiang Ling took the gun and walked to his father. Under the lantern, his face was covered in sweat and his head was steaming. He was almost steaming. Master Jiang Er said with a face, "The way of civil and military affairs is stretched and relaxed, not a single day. I will come here today and go back to the inner courtyard with my father."

Jiang Ling carried a gun and returned to the inner courtyard after his father. Uncle Qiu had ordered people to prepare hot water. The water vapor was filled with water. Jiang Ling took off his sweaty clothes, sat in the slightly hot bathtub, raised his hand to press his full forehead, and let out a long breath. When he stood up from the bathtub, his face was full of calmness that was not consistent with his age.

When his son came out of the bathroom, Mr. Jiang patted the bed and said, "Come here."

Jiang Ling walked to the bed, and Mr. Jiang Erwei wiped the water from his hair with a clean and absorbent cloth towel, while asking, "Is it a little better to have a meal in the front yard?"

Jiang Ling felt warm in her heart and whispered, "Son is fine now, father doesn't have to worry."

Mr. Jiang Er taught his son, "Whoever is angry, you have to spread the anger on whom you are not feeling well. You can't make him feel good if you hide in the yard and make trouble. You are incompetent and cowardly. With your ability, you can't deal with Yuan Dong?"

He can deal with Liao Yuandong, but he is not like this because of Liao Yuandong. Jiang Ling whispered, "I'm angry with me."

"Why are you angry with yourself?" asked Mr. Jiang Er.

He was so angry that he was stupid and stupid, and couldn't see his heart clearly. He also tried hard to teach and follow his sister, and then pushed him to his side! He laid the boy from Kang'an City several times, but why didn't he think that he was the one who was the most suitable for his sister! He wanted to marry his sister so that he could be with his sister all day long.

But he can't say it now. Because he returned to Suzhou for a lifetime of death. Now he said it, if he can't come back alive, his sister will be even more sad.

Although he hasn't grown up yet, Jiang Ling also knows that losing one brother is completely different from losing his fiancé. There are many brothers of his sister, but there is only one fiancé.

Although I can change one after death, my sister will be known as a husband, and she will be so painful that Jiang Ling is so sad that she can't bear to suffer any grievances. But when she dies in Suzhou, her sister will marry someone else, Jiang Ling feels so uncomfortable.

Clap. Tears burst out and fell on his legs uncontrollably. Jiang Ling quickly wiped his eyes, fearing that his father would find out.

How could Mr. Jiang Ern could not see his son like this? He frowned and asked, "What did Liao Yuandong tell you? If you don't say it, then Dad will ask that brat!"

Liao Yuandong's words must not be known to his father. It seems that he needs to go to Liao Yuandong's room in the evening to let him know the consequences of nonsense. Jiang Ling said calmly, "Father, he just said a few drunken words. My son is like this... because I am about to return to Suzhou, and I can't bear to leave my father and my sister."

"Bang!" Mr. Jiang threw the cloth scarf aside and said angrily, "Why are you going back to Suzhou? Who asked you to go back? Uncle Qiu or the old thing Jiang Jinzong? Tell your father, let me ask them!"

"Father calms down, it's because he feels that he should go back." Jiang Ling stood up and stood beside the bed and revealed his thoughts, "Longsui sent officials from the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of War to Jiuquan, Suzhou, which will make Jiang Jinzong even more crazy. He is nominally the commander of the Left Wu Guard, but in fact he is the local emperor of Suzhou. Once he finds that there is no way out, he will choose two ways: one is to raise the flag to rebel, and the other is to secretly open the border of Suzhou, so that the Xiongnu and Khitan troops will enter the Zhou territory, causing chaos. At that time, the commander with a large army is a powerful weapon to protect the country. If he wants to rely on him to retreat to the enemy, he can only forgive his previous crimes. Which one does his father think Jiang Jinzong would choose?"

Mr. Jiang frowned, "There are hundreds of civil servants and generals in the court, and countless capable people. No matter which one he chooses, it's not your turn to rush forward and die!"

Jiang Ling explained, "There are indeed countless capable people in the court, but my son has a grudge against Jiang Jinzong to destroy his family. On April 21, the third year of Jinglong, he sent someone to kill my father. My father was stabbed thirteen times and his right hand was cut off. On May 26, the third year of Jinglong, he sent someone to kill my Ren family. He watched his mother and his clan members be killed, and he could only run away in a panic. Even the corpses of his mother and his clan members were not too late to be buried. In the past five years, my son has always been thinking about how to take revenge. If he didn't kill him with his own hands, he is sorry for his parents and has no face to face the ancestors of the Ren family."

"But you now..."

"In addition to revenge for his parents and tribe members, he is also for the sake of the 25,000 soldiers of the Zuowu Guard. He cannot let Jiang Jinzong do anything wrong and let them be charged with treason." Jiang Ling raised his head, with tears on his face, but his expression was very decisive. "Father, in the army, he is competing with the skill of killing enemies, which is a strategy for fighting. He practices his civil and military skills day and night, and now he dares not say that he can fight back to Suzhou with one hundred or one ten. As long as he makes military achievements, he can tell his skills. With my grandfather's prestige in the Zuowu Guard and the assistance of his grandfather's old subordinates in the camp, he has the confidence to take back the Zuowu Guard from Jiang Jinzong."

Mr. Jiang frowned, "It's not easy. If you have any good things, what should you do if you are a father!"

It was not easy. Jiang Ling knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, "I am grateful to you for being raised by my father."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Mr. Jiang said angrily, "Do you have to go?"

"My son is unfilial." Jiang Ling replied.

Mr. Jiang stood up, walked around the house angrily for a few times before returning to the edge of the bed, lifting his son up and pressing him on the bed, "Even if you want to go, you have to wait until the situation deteriorates to the point where you have to go."

Jiang Ling responded well, "Yes."

Mr. Jiang frowned and stared at his son for a while, and then said viciously, "There is no need to go to Qingjin Academy to study next year. I will learn strategies from Uncle Qiu for a while every day, and practice martial arts for a while."

Jiang Ling raised his eyes, "Father, Uncle Qiu has given me all his gifts in the past five years, so I will go to Qingjin Academy...

Mr. Jiang frowned and said, "You don't have the top scorer in the exam, so why do you do when you read so many books? Since you have no choice but to learn with Uncle Qiu, you can go to Yulinwei and Bai Yang to learn with Bai Yang, and Qianniuwei and Kong Fengge and Ye Qingfeng."

Jiang Ling's eyes lit up and hesitated, "My son is only thirteen years old, and he is not yet old to join the camp, they..."

"You also know that you are only thirteen years old? At the age of thirteen, you don't think about how to skip school, how to gamble, how to go to Qingpingjiang to listen to music, but you want to go back to Suzhou alone to be a hero in troubled times!" After Mr. Jiang said angrily, he said viciously, "You think about it for a few more days. If you make up your mind, I will go to Bai Yang and Kong Fengge."
Chapter completed!