Daily Life of Jiang Liuniang

   Chapter 703 No Butterflies

  The mother opened her mouth, one side was her adopted son and the other was her own nephew. Jiang Erye couldn't refuse, so he turned to look at the elder brother and let him make up his mind.

   Saburo wanted to go to the military camp with Ling'er, his wife and Saburo had mentioned to him many times, but Jiang Song did not answer. But even if his mother mentioned it himself, Jiang Song still refused to agree, "Mother, even if Saburo wants to go the way of martial arts, he must first understand the principles of how to behave in the world. As soon as I was able to get down to study, we have given up on sending him to the barracks. The barracks is no different than anywhere else. We are playing swords and swords all day.

Madam Jiang was still willing to listen to the eldest son's words, but, "But this opportunity is really rare, it would be a pity if Saburo missed it. Besides, sending Ling'er alone will also arouse the vigilance of Qin Xiang, Jiang Jinzong and others. If they get in the way, we can't fight it."

   Jiang Erye smiled and said, "As long as Saburo is willing to move forward, we will send him to the barracks when the time is right in the future. It may be more difficult for Pingxi Hou, but Bai Yang and Kong Fengge will not lose face."

  Er Ye Jiang had some friendship with Marquis Pingxi, but it was not enough for Marquis Pingxi to teach Jiang Ling. Pingxi Houken taught Jiang Ling mostly because he was old friends with Jiang Ling's grandfather.

yes! What was difficult for others was a piece of cake for her son. Madam Jiang suddenly became enlightened and said with a smile, "Alright, let's wait until Saburo becomes a scholar, and if he becomes enlightened, he is as successful as his elder brother, and he won't have to go through the hardships of martial arts. ."

   Zhongxiu Cai is not difficult for most of the students of Qingjin Academy, but it is not easy for Jiang Saburo. When Saburo became a scholar, his temper should be almost tempered. Jiang Song nodded, "Just do as you said."

   Jiang Erye said again, "Mother's words also make sense. It is indeed a bit eye-catching to only send Ling'er, why not let Erlang come with him?"

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

   Jiang Song's eyes brightened. Erlang, who has been selected as a scholar, works hard in his studies, but he is not talented enough and has no hope of success. Jiang Song is worrying about his way out. If you can let him go with Jiang Ling, you will not be distracting, but you can also be with Jiang Ling, the best of both worlds, "I see, Erlang has a solid temperament, and he won't cause trouble wherever he goes, no matter how much he learns, he will have more in the future. Lu. Now call him here."

   Jiang Erlang, who was called, was very 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 I will study hard."

   Jiang Erlang is very aware of his status, so he puts "taking care of Jiang Ling" first, and then learning things.

When Jiang Erye brought his nephew to the Renfu to find Jiang Ling, he warned, "I asked you to follow Ling'er to the military camp, not for you to take care of him, but for you to learn your skills. If you can learn it, you will be a soldier in the camp in the future. Junior general; if you can't learn it, it's fine. You can practice in the camp for a few years and we can find a way to get two military skills, and then you can be promoted to captain. When you are over 20 years old, the second uncle will arrange a patrol for you in the Wucheng Soldiers and Horses Division. The errand of the deputy envoy. You don't think this official is inconspicuous, but he is a serious fat man."

   Jiang Erlang couldn't hold back his tears, and choked up, "Thank you second uncle, my nephew will definitely live up to the high hopes of my grandmother, father and second uncle."

   Jiang Er Ye patted his nephew on the shoulder and said with a smile, "What kind of polite words are the family talking about. Let's go, follow Ling'er's outfit, and Er Uncle will also get you dressed."

The Chen family tossed for a long time, but the concubine got a benefit, and the corners of his mouth were so angry that he couldn't eat; Saburo refused to obey, and Sapo rolled and screamed. Follow the second brother to Jiangling's racecourse to choose horses and match saddles.

   Yan saw that Erlang could learn his skills from the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guard, and was very envious. Jiang Huai smiled and said, "Second brother mentioned to me that if Shiro wants to go the way of martial arts in a few years, he will think of a way."

  Yan immediately smiled, "Second brother still works brightly."

   Jiang Muzheng was overjoyed that the second brother could go to the military camp. She couldn't help laughing while making clothes, shoes and socks for the second brother. Jiang stayed in the second sister's room and looked around. After returning, he discussed with his sister, "Sister, shall we make some pairs of socks for my brother?"

Jiang Muyan nodded, "Mother cut new clothes and shoes for him, we will make him a few more pairs of socks, and let him take him to the barracks to change his clothes. Shuying, bring the embroidery samples, let's pick a few. An auspicious look."

  Dazhou's socks are mainly white, and there are also colored socks made of silk and satin, all of which are tall and can be embroidered on the socks. Most of the good-looking embroidery patterns are complicated and laborious. Jiang Liu, who is not good at embroidery, took the embroidery pattern sent by Shuying and said with a smile, "Sister, since we are making socks for my brother, let him choose the pattern himself?"

How could Jiang Muyan not have guessed the little sister's careful thinking, and for some unknown reason, Jiang Ling is not clinging to her sister these days, which makes Jiang Muyan uneasy, so let her go over to talk to him, and explore his thoughts." Then show it to Brother Ling and let him choose a few that he likes."

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

  Jiang Liu rested his chin in his chubby hand, tilted his head and asked, "Brother, why haven't I seen Hezhi come to play with you these days?"

  Jiang Ling stopped when he looked at the embroidery pattern, and said calmly, "He is a Taoist priest, so naturally he must recite the scriptures and practice Taoism seriously."

Um? Jiang Liu continued to ask, "Brother didn't teach him?"

  Jiang Ling looked up at the little man in front of him and asked seriously, "Do you want me to teach him?"

ah? Jiang Liu blinked, whether her brother taught He Zhi or not, what does it have to do with her?

   Seeing his sister's confused appearance, Jiang Ling pointed at the selected embroidery pattern with a blushing face and said, "I want this."

  Jiang Liu raised his head, "Empty Valley Youlan, it's very good, let my sister make it for you."

A few green orchid leaves of different shades, three blue flowers, a few petals blown by the wind and two butterflies are not complicated on the whole. Work hard, a piece of cake.

   "I want you to embroider orchids, Sanjie will embroider this." Jiang Ling pointed to an embroidery pattern of a bamboo forest breeze.

Uh... Jiang Liu looked at a bamboo branch and a few leaves on the painting, then looked up at his brother, wanting to tell my sister to embroider the orchid, but seeing the dark eyes of her brother, Jiang Liu swallowed the words back and pointed. Looking at the two butterflies with incomparably complex colors on the orchid in the empty valley, I discussed with my brother, "Can we not embroider these two butterflies?"

  I don't know what to think, Jiang Ling's little brown face turned bright, and his eyes were full of smiles, "Well, no butterflies."

   (end of this chapter)