Chapter 330
As soon as these words fell, Ji Yunxi was dragged into a place of doom.
When dawn broke the next day, Wu Weian returned from the bath room with Ji Yunxi, who was so weak that he couldn't lift his strength.
Ji Yunxi fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow.
There were still some tears on her face, the tears she had just poured out when she finally couldn't bear it in the bathroom.
Ji Yunxi has always been reluctant to move, and her physique is not bad, but it is definitely not good.
Wu Weian used almost the entire booklet.
She kept it for three days.
Every day she regrets it, she should not agree.
This man, pretending to be weak has always been a good hand.
He is not a cat at all, he is a leopard láng.
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After a few days of work, the prince specially vacated the afternoon and went to Jifu to visit his friend Ji Mingxi, whom he hadn't seen for many days.
The Wu family's 'tuberculous' is almost better, but Ji Mingxi said that he still has some cough.
First, he came to see how his friend's body was recovering, and secondly, he had been accumulating a lot of talk recently and wanted to find someone to talk about.
As the crown prince, there were not many people nearby who could talk to him, only the crown prince and Ji Mingxi were the only ones to count.
The first few days were fine, the crown princess would listen carefully to the prince's confidence, and she would be relieved. But after listening to it for a few days, the Crown Princess couldn't bear it.
In the middle of the night, I have to listen to the prince talking about the thrills of this journey, no matter how small or small, even what to eat on the way, who can stand it?
The prince could only come to Ji Mingxi.
But as soon as he got off the carriage and before he entered the gate of Ji Mansion, he met Ji Minghao who hurried out.
Seeing the prince, Ji Minghao saluted, "I give your highness my respect."
The ceremony of ascending the emperor has not yet been held, so the prince is still only the prince for the time being.
Prince: "Don't be too polite, where are you going?"
Ji Minghao was silent for a moment, then said, "Go back to Your Highness, I will go to Qianmu Village."
The prince was slightly taken aback: "Is Qian Mu Village the home of Qian Yining's child?"
It has been several months since the flood in Qinghe County, Ji Minghao did not expect that the prince could still remember: "Yes."
The prince put his hands in front of him, touched his slightly bald forehead, and said, "I'll go with you alone."
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The Qian family received the letter a month ago. On the night of receiving the letter, Father Qian and Aunt Qian fell ill.
After Qian Yixiu heard about it, she took leave of absence at Dongyun Buzhuang and stayed at home to take care of her parents.
The old man was getting old and sick like a mountain, and it was not until a few days ago.
Not long after, the two old men said they were going to work in the fields.
At the end of the summer season, the rice grains are weak, and in a few days, when the autumn is high, the harvest will be abundant.
Suddenly someone came hurriedly: "Uncle Qian, Aunt Qian, sister Yixiu, there's someone in your house! It looks like someone in the army!"
As soon as these words came out, the family fell silent.
The three put down the farm implements in their hands and hurried towards the house, but when they were about to get there, the pace slowed down again, and finally stopped directly in the distance, looking at Ji Minghao and the prince's group outside the house.
It seems that as long as you don't approach and face him, you can pretend that Yi Ning is still alive and still in the army with his comrades.
In the end, it was Father Qian who spoke first, and he said, "Let's go."
There were tears in the old and cloudy eyes: "Don't make Yining wait too long."
Aunt Qian exhaled heavily, turned her back and wiped several tears with the back of her hands.
Qian Yixiu supported her mother and patted Aunt Qian's back lightly.
When Aunt Qian could hold back her tears, the family of three walked towards the door of the house.
In the four seasons of the year, when chūn goes to autumn, the small thatched hut where one son and one daughter are raised remains the same and has not changed.
But how could one of the children raised in this hut be lost?
Aunt Qian reached out and took the brown ceramic jar with trembling hands. I thought I had run out of tears in the past month, but when my hand touched the cold ceramic jar, the tears still couldn't stop.
"Yixiu—" Aunt Qian hugged the urn tightly, raised her head and asked her daughter, "Your brother is so tall, why is he so small in the end?"
Ji Minghao looked away, and he quietly put aside Qian Yining's belongings in the army, along with the suicide note he had already written, and a bag of silver money.
Over the years, Ji Minghao has sent away countless brothers in the army, and he remembers every one of them at the beginning.
But as the years passed, some faces were blurred in his mind.
But that's okay.
Ji Minghao raised his head and looked at the rolling mountains in the distance.
They are soldiers, and they write a suicide note every year. Every time they go to the battlefield or save lives, they are ready to die.
They are born to protect, as long as the mountains and rivers in this world are still good, the people live and work in peace and contentment, remember or forget, what does it matter?
Without disturbing the family of four who hugged and cried, Ji Minghao and the prince quietly left.
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Three days later, the day of the Emperor Ascension Ceremony was chosen, which was the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th.
This day happened to be a rare auspicious day.
In the imperial study, the ministers were discussing the issue of the era.
"His Royal Highness, this minister thinks this is too safe and good, bless me, Dayu, too."
"His Royal Highness, I feel that Rongchang is better, which means prosperity."
"No no, Your Highness, I think that—"