mtl008 Chapter 806: Crying and Venting
Chapter 806: Crying and Venting
Xu Zize suddenly realized what Jing Chunxi was calling out and shouted, "Is that the Second General in front? General Su, right?"
He finally understood why he felt that the people around the black-faced man looked familiar.
General Su had lived with them in Shibaao for a period of time, but they had always seen him in casual clothes and had never seen him wearing this fully armed helmet.
"Second uncle, I'm Sister Xi, and the Prince of Yan is here too." Jing Chunxi poked her head out from behind Xu Zize, her voice filled with undisguised joy.
"Yes, Miss, it's really Miss Jing!" Following General Su's surprised shout, his voice filled with incredible excitement, Jing Chunxi had already jumped off the carriage lightly, running forward like a happy deer, straight towards his second uncle.
Xu Zize quickly jumped out of the car, followed her, and kept close by her side.
"Second uncle, Xier's dream is true, you are really not dead." Jing Chunxi walked forward quickly, his voice trembling, tears flashing in his eyes.
"That's great! Grandpa and grandma must be so happy to know they've found you. My second aunt and my third brother will surely cry with joy. Woo woo woo!"
She threw herself into the arms of Jing Changan, who had just dismounted and was still stunned. Second Uncle just instinctively stretched out those arms that had once been invincible on the battlefield, but he seemed so bewildered, "Sister Xi, it's really Sister Xi. You've grown up so big, Second Uncle almost can't recognize you."
Ever since her maternal grandfather's family was exiled, Jing Chunxi's grievances that she had never expressed before suddenly burst into tears like a broken dam. She leaned on her second uncle's strong chest and cried bitterly, and her tears soon soaked his clothes.
"Everyone thought you were really dead. Woohoo, don't you know how heartbroken your second aunt is? She's been sullen every day and can barely speak. Woohoo!"
She pounded on her second uncle's chest, using all her might in each punch, as if to vent all the worry and longing she had felt over the years. Jing Chang'an only frowned slightly, but his arms held her tighter, and he kept saying "I'm sorry."
"You're still alive, why didn't you come back quickly? You've made everyone worry." Jing Chunxi raised her tearful face, her voice full of complaints and heartache.
She cried for a full quarter of an hour, oblivious to the large crowd that had gathered around her. Including Xu Zize and General Su, they all remained silent, no one stepping forward to console her, allowing her to vent freely, allowing her to hit General An's shoulder until it was soaking wet.
Only after she had cried enough and felt embarrassed did she step back with a red face, wipe her face with her sleeves, and sobbed, "As long as Second Uncle is fine, everything will be fine in the future."
Seeing Jing Chang'an nod affirmatively, his resolute eyes also gleamed with tears, and he gently called "Sister Xi" again. The voice was low and gentle, completely different from the powerful general on the battlefield. Jing Chunxi burst into tears and laughed, lowering her head embarrassedly.
"What's going on? Why are you here? Are you here to look for your second uncle as well?"
Jing Chang'an's rough big hands tightly grasped Jing Chunxi's slender shoulders, and his voice was filled with the joy of reunion and the alertness unique to battlefield generals.
His bushy eyebrows knitted together, his gaze darting back and forth between the grain carts and the surrounding mountains and forests. "Are those wagons behind us full of grain? Why are they transporting it towards enemy territory? Are you going the wrong direction?"
As he spoke, he seemed to suddenly remember something and spoke a little faster, "Have my uncle's people arrived? Didn't you run into them?"
Jing Chunxi stopped crying, but Jing Changan became a chatterbox. He threw out a series of questions like a machine gun, and his voice trembled slightly with his urgency.
Jing Chunxi was confused by the questions and felt a buzzing in his ears. His eyes were still red and swollen from crying. He could only look helplessly at Xu Zize beside him. His small nose wrinkled slightly, and he used his eyes to indicate that he was confused from crying and his brain was not working, just like a cute little rabbit.
Xu Zize smiled knowingly, a gentle look appeared on his handsome face with clear lines, and he gave her a comforting look.
He stepped forward and saluted with a neat, clasped fist, his sleeves fluttering gently in the wind. "Xu Zize, the Crown Prince of the Prince of Yan's Palace, greets the Second General." He then turned sideways and saluted respectfully, the jade pendant on his waist jingling. "Greetings, General Su."
On the way back, General Su had already told Jing Chang'an about Lingnan and the general situation in the capital that he knew, so he was not surprised to see Jing Chang'an, the Prince of Yan, and he respectfully returned the gift to him.
"It's a long story," Xu Zize said, standing up straight. "I think the Second General must be tired after all these days of traveling. Why don't we go sit down and rest in the birch forest next to us?"
He pointed to the swaying trees in the forest not far away, then turned back to look at the convoy stretching out behind him, frowning slightly. "We can't bring back so much food. We'll have to trouble the Second General and General Su to send troops to support us."
"Also," he looked at Jing Chang'an again, his eyes filled with caution, "according to the secret report we received, the 160,000 troops led by Prince Hong should arrive in the next few days."
He paused briefly, seeing they were still interested in hearing what he had to say. He then added, "This prince and Xi'er are here on the orders of our father to transport military rations."
Having said that, Xu Zize turned to look at Jing Chunxi. Seeing her nod like a chicken pecking at rice, her fine hair shimmering golden in the sunlight, he turned to Jing Changan and continued, "We still have a lot of military rations to be transferred from Qiantang and Pingjiang counties, but my father has not provided us with enough manpower, so we need several generals to support us."
He wanted to reach out to Jing Chang'an to ask for some manpower, but his slender fingers were already slightly raised. However, his eyes swept over the thirty or so soldiers behind them who were exhausted, and saw the knife marks on their armor and their tired faces.
Then he remembered that he didn't know whether they had made contact with the main force of the Jing family army, so he swallowed the words back and turned them into an almost inaudible sigh.
Finally, he looked at Jing Chunxi, his eyes so gentle that it seemed as if water could drip out of them, "Wait until Prince Hong and the general arrive, then we will borrow some more people." His eyes were full of comfort, and his handsome face was full of tenderness. Even his voice was lowered a little, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.
At this time, we can only wait. Xu Zize was thinking silently in his heart that when the army arrived, the most urgent task would be to drive the Tatars out of the border.
As for those officials who are disloyal and collude with foreign enemies, we can kill them one by one later, but there is no need to rush now.
Even though he was thinking this, Xu Zize still signaled everyone to take a rest in the grove, and made a gesture of invitation with his right hand.
But the people on both sides still exchanged greetings for a long time on the dusty official road, and the people they brought came forward to pay their respects to the Second General and General Su.
Then, these tough guys hugged each other, patting each other on the shoulder, and many of them expressed their feelings to each other. After all, some of their guards, such as Fast Foot, were originally soldiers. When they met again, their dark faces were wrinkled with smiles.
In this chaotic world, being able to meet each other alive is a great blessing. Tears welled up in many people's eyes, but they turned their faces away embarrassedly and quickly wiped them away with the rough back of their hands.