The sky is getting dark, the autumn wind is blowing more and more refreshing, Jiang Cup stopped on the chair on the edge of the west city gate, and suddenly an old man guarding the city gate came to report that the third son Jiang Youdrunk had returned to Jiang Mansion, and this post was replaced by him to help the station.

Jiang Bei stopped throwing away the fan covering his face, hurriedly put on the cloth shoes with his heels down, and bounced to put them on.

After running out of the three or five feet, he didn't forget to turn around and answer: "I'm tired of the old man!"

"Go back quickly," the soldier at the gate replied with a smile.

Jiangfu Mengjiang is close to the wine operation, although it has declined in Yunjing for many years, it is still the mansion of the general's mansion, judging from the two red lanterns hanging at the door, the paper color is getting old.

All the way to Jiang Jinjiu's bedroom, I wondered how much I was so favored in the house.

Whether it is a housekeeper or a maid, all of them are smiling and happy.

The only thing he could do was laugh and be silent.

But I don't know what these people behind him think of him, he is used to wandering on weekdays, and he is not a motivated person, how can he be so liked?

It should be more than a year of not seeing, happy on face, right?

Pushing open the door of the house, he patted off the dust on his body and walked in on tiptoe.

I have to call someone grandpa? Every time I thought to myself, I casually shouted, "Grandpa......

Why does it feel so wrong?

Come back and become a grandson?

There was a soldier-like man guarding the room, who was seven feet tall, with colorful eyebrows, eyes like stars, and a giant sword, quite like a trapdoor god.

"Who are you?" asked every stunned person.

"Oh, Third Prince, under Li Yuanba," the man replied with his fists clenched.

I...... Why don't you call Yuwen Chengdu!

Every time he was startled, he was also a sincere person, he suppressed his thoughts and walked to the bed.

Look at this popular Yu Xuanang, he doesn't seem to be a family member, how can he appear in grandpa...... Is it Old Man Jiang's ...... in the inner room of Jiang Jinjiu? Also, if it weren't for the people who survived a hundred battles on the battlefield, the eyes would not have seen an inexplicable chill, and the people who were pressed would almost suffocate.

By feeling, a gust of wind blew into the room, and the old man's voice sounded on the couch: "Yuanba, who is coming?"

"General Huiyu, it's the third son!" The god's voice raised by three points, and the eardrums of the people who shook him sounded.

"Master...... I'm back!" Every time I just spoke, I realized that the abbot had said that Jiang Jinjiu was dizzy, and raised his voice again.

"Ahem, I'm back, I know to come and see me, it's good, I'm more sensible than before"

Every time he didn't reply, his eyes moistened.

The old man in front of him was full of silver threads, and the wrinkles on his upper body and the wounds of the arrows were stacked on top of each other, and it was difficult to distinguish which one was new, which one was old, which one was wrinkles, and which one was a gun scar.

His outstretched hand was trembling, and finally slowly pressed against the old man's body.

Such a strong person, is he really my grandfather in this life?

He used his internal force to swim into the old man's body like a warm current, exploring the injured meridians and repairing them one by one.

Jiang Jinjiu also felt the changes in his body, and simply sat up straight.

Seeing this, Yuan Ba stood aside, concentrating on protecting the two of them, and healing their wounds.

August 15 is a day of reunion, some families may have no wives, maybe no sons, no parents, but in Jiangfu, a miracle happened.

Jiang Jinjiu, who had been sick for a long time, got out of bed and came to the outside of the hospital, when he saw the bright moon in the sky, two lines of old tears were running down.

"Although the moon at home is full, it is still not as bright as the frontier!"

This sentence made him say it, with an incomparably heavy feeling, just like a person who is overwhelmed by thousands of miles of mountains, and maybe only he is like this, and a person who has been fighting all his life is worthy of this sentence.

Every time I brought a cloak and put it on the old man's body.

The whole Jiang Mansion was boiling, whether it was the maid, the housekeeper, the soldier, the old mother who washed the shabu, the one who fed the horses, the one who cut vegetables and cooked, and the one who took care of the yard, saw Jiang Jinjiu walking out of the house, and the pace became more and more steady.

What does this mean?

They know it all very well in their hearts.

Whether it is in Yunjing or elsewhere, as long as they are the masters, they will also live better, and vice versa.

"Quick, stop looking, go, let the cook cook a few more dishes...... No, no, no, go and let the drunken immortal house send the best wine and food, just say that the old general of Dingguo is cured, remember to reward them, go to the account room to pay the silver, go quickly!"

The little lotus lifted the group, walked and walked in small steps, walked into a stride, almost stepped on the empty stairs, and ran all the way to the account room.

The housekeeper was busy supporting his servants to get the Taishi chair, helping the old general to sit on the main seat, and the pastries and things that had been gone before were sacrificed to heaven and earth, the ancestral hall, and then served on the table one after another.

Jiang Bei returned to the house in a panic, but saw that his wife Qin was sandwiching the osmanthus cake for his old father to taste, and the concubine Zhao was also taking care of the soup on the side.

His mother died early, and his father did not have time to continue the war for many years, and now he has been reduced from the third rank to the ninth grade to watch the city gate, and his age is meager.

Zhao gave birth to two sons, Qin gave birth to a daughter and a son, and the third son was only born to Zhao's two sons who walked the literary road, which made the seven products of Zhi County, over the years, the huge Jiang Mansion has been stretched, no longer the pomp of the year, Qin's and Zhao's maiden family saw the Jiang family fall, and there were few contacts, but it was a pity that he Jiang Cup stopped being an only son, and his life was upright, looking at a few people on a round table, he couldn't help but feel something, and saw that his father was in good health, so he was overjoyed and hurriedly ran over to give gifts.

"Father is well, I heard that you are back drunk?"

"Yes, this kid has changed a lot, and I am afraid that the rise and fall of Jiangfu in the future will be counted on him!"

The implication of these words is that he Jiang Jinjiu gave birth to a son, and he was reduced from the third grade to the ninth grade, and it was almost okay if he was not angry to death.

"Yes, yes, my father taught me"

Jiang Beizhu hurriedly sat down and took two sips of wine to relieve the embarrassment.

"It's a bit of a bit of a good thing to be drunk, let him study hard in the private school in the future, and when the time comes, he will be on the college entrance examination list, it is best to be able to be both civil and military, brave and strategic, and fight for you, the city gate official. ”

"It's my father, he just came back, why didn't he see anyone?"

"I went out to admire the moon, I want to see it?

Jiang Jinjiu ate a few glasses of wine, but he didn't give everyone a good look, got up and left alone, thinking about the I Ching Golden Zen mantra that he was taught by drunkenness, and went into the house with the support of Li Yuanba.

Jiang Jinjiu didn't leave for a while, Jiang Bei stopped and said angrily: "Look, is it easy for me to be a father?" You said that you are too, he has been out for more than a year, and you don't stop me...... My father let him go?"

Seeing Zhao's eyes, Jiang Beizhu immediately understood, and he didn't dare to squeak anymore.

......

The bright moon hangs high, the whole Yunjing City is a happy scene, the piano and flute sound, the sound of firecrackers is everywhere, and the bead curtain in the snow pavilion is slightly shaking.

Crossing Yunjing, on the edge of the Qinhuai River that surrounds Yanshan, cars and horses gather, and the hustle and bustle of people who come and go will not retreat for a long time.

A group of refugees who had nothing to do with the lights and wine in this lively market walked from the west gate of the city to the Qinhuai market with the old and the young.

The first girl is dressed in a man's clothes, and if you don't look closely, she should be a handsome young man.

She is petite, holding a three-year-old child in her arms, her fingers exploding all over the sky, dazzling fireworks, and laughing freely, it seems that there is no happiest moment in her life.

"Wow, it's so beautiful, look at it!"

She excitedly pointed to the fireworks in the sky, and felt that she had finally caught up with the Yuexi Festival in Yunjing City, and the bustle in front of her did not seem to have lost its luster because of her own poverty, but made her feel like she had been reborn.

The two middle-aged people behind her, a man and a woman, and a descendant who was a little younger than her, were all yellow-faced and thin-skinned, and I was afraid that it would be difficult to find someone with the same complexion in this capital.

The three of them were also stunned, they were born in the countryside, if it weren't for the robbers who ransacked the village, these people survived by luck, and now I am afraid that they would not have come to Yunjing.

The boy in the little woman's arms ignored the excitement, staring directly at the man selling sugar gourds on the road, and the fingers in his mouth dripping saliva along the corners of his mouth.

"You little glutton"

The girl took off her coarse cloth hat, and her inky hair suddenly slanted down, with a strange beauty that was not in line with the dress.

She shook her little hand, and a copper coin rolled out of the middle of her hat.

As if she had never seen what a copper coin looked like, she stared at it for a while, gritted her teeth, and handed the copper coin to the man who sold sugar gourds.

The three people behind him wanted to stop it, but they were a step too slow, and the little hands stained with Ha Lazi unceremoniously caught the sugar gourd, and immediately stuffed it into the small mouth.

"Haha, it's delicious, isn't it?" the girl watched as the child licked the sugar gourd for a while, laughing like a silver bell.

"Oops......"

The three people behind them all sighed with regret, this was the rice cake money of a few of them in a day.

"It doesn't matter, I'll find a way to earn it back!" the girl smiled and said to a few people behind her.

The woman behind her took the child in her arms and said: "Miss Xue'er, this passer-by is bothering you to take care of the child, you see that this capital is so prosperous, no better than our village in the countryside, I still have a silver bracelet left when I got married, you can take it well, buy a decent daughter outfit, and don't guarantee to find a good mother-in-law!"

The woman took the child, took out a piece of cloth from the cloth pocket in her arms, and opened the layers of cloth, and a silver bracelet suddenly came into view.

"This, how can I ask for such a valuable thing, Aunt Zhang, you should keep it, you see that I am alive and kicking, and it must be no problem to live in Yunjing......"

The girl shirked for a long time, but she didn't accept the silver bracelet, and Aunt Zhang couldn't say anything when she saw it, so she had to tell her to be careful in everything, and she often exchanged letters when she found a livelihood in the future.

After separating Aunt Zhang's family, the girl took off the package and flipped through it again and again, but she couldn't find a piece of copper coin.

She almost searched her whole body after thinking about it, and suddenly sighed and sat on the edge of the Qinhuai River. Seeing the various postures in front of him, the bustle is like a brocade is out of his mind, and suddenly he found that there is a huge flower boat on the river in the distance, and drove towards the luxury restaurant full of red lanterns.