Chapter 419

Fell ill with fever?

The busy people in the yard were shocked.

Xu Mo, who had finished the process and was ready to take office as a compiler in the Hanlin Academy, stood up.

Fang Heng, who was bored to madness and had started fighting shadows with his stick, dropped his stick.

Wen Zhiyun, who had just returned from the Wu family and was gloomily practicing medicine, looked up in a daze.

"Where did you hear the news from?" As expected of the eldest brother, he seized the key point accurately.

Zheng Ruqian did not hesitate. "It's from friends of the three teachings and nine streams. They spoke plausibly that at least half of the people who went to the Imperial Medical Office were diagnosed with fever."

Fang Heng clenched his fists. "Could it be the sinister plot of the Crown Prince behind the scenes?"

Wen Zhiyun, who was unhappy to begin with, pouted sadly, "It must be because I wasn't there to take care of Wu properly."

Seeing everyone looking gloomy and sighing long.

Xu Mo spoke up in time, "Don't worry first, listen to what Jiang Sheng has to say."

It was at this time that the brothers remembered they had gathered together to wait for the sister who had entered the imperial city to return.

No matter if it was the three teachings and nine streams or idle gossip, nothing was better than seeing it with their own eyes.

Fortunately, it wasn't long before the wooden door was knocked on.

Jiang Sheng, who had taken off her vermilion headwear and fine clothes and washed off her lead powder and rouge, returned lightly. Her two little arms were behind her back, and her big round eyes blinked.

She was no longer as noble and gorgeous as she was in the morning, but had a unique naturalness and intimacy.

"You're back." Wen Zhiyun rarely took the lead and asked eagerly, "How's Wu? Is he sick? Does he have a fever?"

Jiang Sheng was a little confused.

What illness, what fever, Fifth Brother was jumping around lively, not only able to climb through windows, but also sneak into the maids' room.

"Nothing of the sort," she waved her hand casually, "He's fine."

Then she relayed the events of the long banquet one by one.

When it came to the fermentation of the imperial examination and the Fang family's conspiracy, everyone's expressions became solemn. "Fifth Brother means we can contact him by delivering lychees. " Jiang Sheng said softly, "At other times, try to conceal his existence as much as possible. If anyone suspects, deny it even if beaten to death."

This meant Chang Yan had planted people in Guanglu Temple.

But lychees could only be delivered from May to August, and for the rest of the time they could only gaze at each other from afar.

This was not good, not good at all.

Xu Mo could not seek an audience with the Fifth Prince, Jiang Sheng could not enter the imperial city frequently either, and Fang Heng could not stay in Fengjing for long. Zheng Ruqian's identity was even more inadequate.

"Me, me." Wen Zhiyun suddenly raised his hand, "If my master was arranged by Wu for me, then can he take me to see Wu?"

The Wu family had been imperial physicians for generations. Although the current Older Wu was retired, the Wu Family Lord and Young Master Wu were working in the Imperial Medical Office. As a top disciple of Older Wu, Wen Zhiyun always had the qualifications to enter.

It sounded very reasonable, but how could Chang Yan not have thought of it.

His silence showed that he did not want his elder brother to take risks for him.

But seeing Wen Zhiyun's wet eyes, none of the brothers could say no.

"You should learn from Older Wu first, and we'll talk about it after the lychee season." Xu Mo considered and said.

Wen Zhiyun was extremely reluctant, but he also knew his medical skills were limited and he needed to make progress. He could only lower his head gloomily.

The people in this small courtyard, although they might not be outstandingly brilliant, they worked together wholeheartedly to face all difficulties.

Fang Heng smiled lightly, reluctantly picked up his little wooden stick, knowing it was time for him to leave.

"Third brother, I'll ask Daddy to take you along." Jiang Sheng also thought of this and forced out a smile.

"No, no need." Fang Heng shook his head. "I have to face the general myself."

While brotherly and sisterly love could coexist with father-daughter love, the honor obtained by one's own ability gave more strength.

The teenager's figure was straight, and after nodding to his brothers and sisters, he got up and went to the Jiang family.

Not long after, he came back with pursed lips. "Leaving tomorrow."

Tomorrow.

Such a hasty time, such a short night.

The eight Jiangs who usually chased and played with each other sat quietly around the stone table sobbing.

Jiang Yi tried to exert his abilities as the eldest brother. "Don't be sad, we can apply for family visiting leave after three years and reunite again."

It was alright until it was said. Jiang Ba cried out, "Three years ah, we've only seen Third and Fourth Brother for such a short time, and now we have to separate again."

"Next time we meet will be three years later." Jiang Qi pulled the corners of his mouth. "How many three years are there in a lifetime?"

But there was no way.

From the time some of them stayed behind and some chose the battlefield, they were destined to part ways. "We don't know if the next time they come back, they'll still be human or just bones." Jiang Er said faintly. "Let's just consider one less meeting as one more happy gathering, everyone cheer up."

Some were so sad that they sobbed, but still wanted to leave the brothers and sisters with a smile, forcing out an awkward smile.

Some were really amused, shaking their heads with tears.

The young people hugged each other, freely releasing their emotions, sorrow and sadness, pain and joy.

"How nice." The equally tranquil Fang Heng felt emotional.

His brothers also stood by his side, and his sister frequently empathized. He knew they were reluctant to part.

But reluctant or not, they had to part ways.

Not just for Wu who was trapped in the imperial city, but also for Eldest Brother's wish for peace across the land, and even more so for the countless massacred border residents.

There always had to be someone to go to the battlefield, someone to leave their home town, and someone to bid farewell to family and friends.

When one in ten thousand youths had hot blood, the country had hope and the people had a future.

"May there be peace across the land." Xu Mo muttered softly.

Some reddened their eyes, some smiled helplessly, and some felt stifled in their hearts.

In the end, thousands of words were reduced to one sentence, "Go to rest early, you still have to see me off tomorrow."

Under the starry night sky, everything was quiet.

While everyone was sleeping, one chubby figure got up, tiptoed to prepare food, prepare cured meat, prepare clothes and shoes, and packed them neatly into two bundles.

The next day.

Jiang Sheng was the last to get up. Zheng Ruqian almost broke down the door before the little girl rubbed her big dark eye rings and climbed up, "Ah, is Third Brother leaving so soon?"

"Hurry up, everyone's out the door already." Xu Mo urged at the door.

Zhang Xianglian rushed over with Master Kong in a flurry, and tears fell before she could speak, "Why leave in such a hurry, why didn't you mention it yesterday, haven't packed up yet, bring more things."

"Auntie don't worry, traveling light and fast." Fang Heng picked up a fist-sized package. He flipped up the carriage curtain and froze on the spot dumbfounded.

He had agreed to meet with General Jiang at the city gate. The carriage was for the elder and younger brothers and sister to take, but was this a little too full?

Roughly counting, at least thirty packages.

No need to guess, it must have been prepared by his sister.

However, this trip was all simple packing and traveling alone, and there was no carriage to carry the packages.

Feeling bad that his sister had busily prepared everything, Fang Heng did not point it out clearly. He only sighed and let everyone get on the carriage, heading to the city gate at the fastest speed.

There, there was the ceremonial guard for the general's departure from the capital.

There, there were the teams seeing off distinguished families.

There was also the daddy that little Jiang Sheng had just gotten but had to quickly part with.