The mother spoke, on one side was her adopted son and on the other side was her own nephew. Mr. Jiang Er didn't want to refuse, so he turned to look at his elder brother and asked him to make a decision.

Sanlang wanted to go to the military camp with Ling'er, and his wife and Sanlang had mentioned it to him many times, but Jiang Song did not respond. Unexpectedly, Sanlang did not give up and begged to his grandmother again. However, even though his mother mentioned it personally, Jiang Song still refused to agree, "Mom, even if Sanlang wants to take the path of martial arts, he must first understand the principles of dealing with people and life. He is impetuous and has only been restrained in the past two years. He has just been able to study hard, but now we will have to waste all our efforts when we send him to the military camp. The military camp is no longer as good as other places. It is inevitable that Sanlang will hurt others and yourself. It is inevitable that we will not explain to others at that time."

Mrs. Jiang was willing to listen to the eldest son's words, but, "But this opportunity is really rare. It would be a pity if Sanlang missed it. Besides, only sending Ling'er to the side will also arouse the alertness of Prime Minister Qin, Jiang Jinzong and others. If they interfere, we will not be able to resist it."

Mr. Jiang smiled and said, "As long as Sanlang is willing to make progress, we will send him to the military camp when the time is right in the future. It may be a bit difficult for the Pingxi Hou to deal with, but Bai Yang and Kong Fengge will not be reluctant to buy face."

Although Mr. Jiang had some friendship with the Marquis of Pingxi, it was not enough to let the Marquis of Pingxi teach Jiang Ling all his strength. The Marquis of Pingxi was willing to teach Jiang Ling, mostly because he was old friends with Jiang Ling's grandfather.

Yes! The difficult things for others are just a piece of cake for her son. Mrs. Jiang suddenly enlightened and smiled, "Okay, when the Sandra Son becomes a scholar, let's see. If he knows everything and wins the imperial examination like his elder brother, he doesn't have to go through the path of martial arts."

The Chinese scholar is not difficult for most students in Qingjin Academy, but it is not easy for Jiang Sanlang to come. When Sanlang becomes a scholar, his temperament should be almost tempered. Jiang Song nodded, "Just do what you said."

Mr. Jiang Er said again, "My mother's words just now make sense. It is indeed a bit eye-catching to send Ling'er. Why not let Erlang be with him?"

Mrs. Jiang was stunned for a moment, "Is Erlang suitable?"

Jiang Song's eyes lit up. Although Erlang, who had become a scholar, studied hard, but had insufficient talent and had no hope of success. Jiang Song was worried about his way out. If he could go with Jiang Ling, he would not be overwhelming, and he would be with Jiang Ling. The best of both worlds was: "I think it's okay. Erlang is down-to-earth and will not cause trouble anywhere. No matter how much he learns, he will have more ways in the future. Then call him here."

Jiang Erlang, who was called, was extremely excited when he heard his father's words and immediately knelt down and said, "Grandmother, father, second uncle, I am willing to go. I will take good care of Brother Ling and study hard."

Jiang Erlang knew his position very well, so he put "taking care of Jiang Ling" first, followed by learning things.

When Mr. Jiang took his nephew to Ren Mansion to find Jiang Ling, he reminded him, "I asked you to follow Ling'er to the military camp, not to let you take care of him, but to let you learn skills. If you can succeed, you will be a young general in the camp in the future; it doesn't matter if you can't learn it. If you have been practicing in the camp for a few years, we will find a way to get two military achievements and be promoted to a lieutenant. When you are over 20 years old, the second uncle will arrange for you to be the deputy envoy of the street patrol in the 50th century military commander. Don't think that this official is inconspicuous, but it is a serious and fat man."

Jiang Erlang couldn't help but burst into tears and choked up, "Thank you, my nephew will definitely live up to my grandmother, my father and my second uncle's high hopes."

Mr. Jiang patted his nephew's shoulder and smiled, "What are the polite words of the family? Let's go, according to Ling'er's outfit, the second uncle will also make you a piece of it."

Chen had been struggling for a long time, but the concubine's son was so angry that he couldn't eat. Sanlang refused to rely on his tantrums and rolled around and screamed. After being taught a lesson by his father, he stopped and followed his second brother to Jiangling's horse farm to choose a horse and match the saddle.

Yan saw that Erlang could learn skills with the Imperial Commander, and was very envious. Jiang Huai smiled and said, "My second brother told me that if Silang wants to take the path of martial arts in a few years, he will find another way."

Yan immediately smiled, "It's still my second brother who is open-minded."

Jiang Muzheng was so happy that her second brother could go to the military camp. She couldn't help laughing while making clothes, shoes and socks for her second brother. Jiang Liu looked around in her second sister's room, and then discussed with her sister, "Sister, let's make a few pairs of socks for her brother?"

Jiang Muyan nodded, "My mother cut new clothes and made new shoes for him. Let's make a few more pairs of socks for him and take him to the barracks for a change of clothes. Shuying, bring the embroidery pattern and let's choose a few auspicious and beautiful styles."

Dazhou's socks are mainly white, and there are also colorful socks made of silk. They are all high-tubes and can be embroidered on the socks. Most of the beautiful embroidery patterns are complicated and laborious. Jiang Liu, who is not good at embroidery, took the embroidery patterns sent by Shuying, and said with a smile, "Sister, since we are making socks for our brother, should we let him choose the tricks by himself?"

Jiang Muyan couldn't guess his sister's little thoughts. For some reason, Jiang Ling has not been stuck with her sister for the past few days, which made Jiang Muyan feel uneasy. She asked her sister to go over and talk to him and delve into his mind. "Then you can take it to Brother Ling and let him choose a few of them."

When Jiang Liu appeared in front of Jiang Ling with a thick stack of embroidery patterns and asked him to choose embroidery patterns, Jiang Ling, who had avoided his sister for six days, suppressed the sourness in his heart, sat at the table with her sister, and carefully selected the tricks.

Jiang Liu held his chin with his fat hand and asked with a tilted head, "Brother, why haven't you seen He Zhi come to play with you these days?"

Jiang Ling stopped looking at the embroidered example and said calmly, "He is a Taoist priest, so he must recite scriptures seriously and practice Taoism."

Hum? Jiang Liu continued to ask, "Brother will not teach him anymore?"

Jiang Ling looked up at the little man in front of him and asked seriously, "Does Liu'er want me to teach him?"

Ah? Jiang Liu blinked his eyes. Whether his brother taught him or not has anything to do with whether she wanted to do it or not?

Looking at his sister's confused appearance, Jiang Ling blushed and pointed to the selected embroidery example, "I want this."

Jiang Liu raised his little head and said, "Empty Valley Youlan, it's great, let me do it for you."

A few green orchid leaves of varying shades, three blue flowers, a few petals blown by the wind and two butterflies, overall, it is not complicated. It takes a long time for the full-level embroidery sister to make this, and it is a piece of cake.

"I want you to embroider orchids, my third sister embroider this." Jiang Ling casually pointed to the embroidery style of the bamboo forest breeze.

Uh... Jiang Liu looked at the bamboo branches and leaves on the painting, and looked up at his brother again, wanting to ask his sister to embroider orchids orchids, but when she saw her brother's dark and faint eyes, Jiang Liu swallowed the words back, pointed to the two butterflies with extremely complex colors on the orchid in the valley, and discussed with his brother, "Can you not embroider these two butterflies?"

I don’t know what I thought of, Jiang Ling’s little brown face turned clear, and his eyebrows were full of smiles, “Well, don’t have butterflies.”
Chapter completed!