Yes, maternal love is selfless, but how many people will mention fatherly love? Is there no love in the sternness of fatherly love and silence? The brave in a family, the burden of a family, often they bear more, so at this time, when you see this verse, maybe you should put it down and read "Back" Tester to recall your father's back, even if you may never have seen it well!

In the General Soldier's Mansion in Tingzhou City, Jiang Zhengxi, the chief soldier, held a wine glass, which contained fine wine from Shenzhou City. In addition, the letters spread out on the table were a matter of pleasure to him.

His son was unharmed, but now he doesn't remember his father, this is the most sad thing for him, fortunately, it can be recovered, after all, he is still alive, isn't it!

Jiang Zhengxi thought back, "Since your mother returned, only you and my father and son have depended on each other in the family, and God is pitiful to see that you can be unscathed in the chaos......"

That's right, Jiang Zhengxi drank the good wine brought to him by his old subordinate Shi Langtuo, and the letter spread out in front of him was the letter that reported Jiang Yong's safety.

Some of the Royal First Division were adapted from the original 3,000 ironclad cavalry of Jiang Zongbing, and Jiang Zhengxi's old subordinates were quite unhappy, although they were quite unhappy in the Royal First Division.

It is said that these 3,000 cavalry are the elite soldiers in Jiang Zhengxi's hands, and their quality is good in all aspects, but they are often not used in the Zheng family's army. In their minds, the life in Shenzhou City was the best, not only in terms of military salaries, but also other things were implemented under the premise of maintaining integrity and fairness. Not to mention the gentle women of Fusang and Goryeo in the prostitutes of Shenzhou City. Since leaving Shenzhou City, everything has not been so satisfactory, they have nowhere to say about being squeezed out by the Zheng family, and their food and salary have been deducted in vain, and no one dares to say it. However, it is certain that there will be a way out on your own. (It's the same thing that state-owned enterprises can't retain talents!) ）

There are a lot of people who come to see Jiang Zhengxi, most of them are old subordinates, and their complaints make him feel the same distress, and some people also want to return to his command, but can he! In Fujian, who can not sell the Zheng family's account! Even if he saw the "division commander" of Huangshan, wouldn't he have to be respectful!

Moreover, in the past six months, he has always had a feeling of discouragement, and he can't mention the momentum he had when he created the three thousand ironclad cavalry. Although he was not yet fifty years old, the sadness of losing his son made him lose hope, and he could no longer think of the reason for his efforts, and he had considered remarrying in his heart, but it was not easy to find a wife who was in love! In the end, I bought Ah Ruan to make a small child, and I just took care of his daily life and diet.

Now that he has received the news of his son, how can he not be excited and excited. According to legend, he became the battalion commander of Shenzhou City, and he didn't know what kind of official position it was in his heart, and he heard that he also married a son-in-law, but the letter did not mention which girl it was.

Shenzhou City, his ears have been grinding out of cocoons in the past six months, especially their one, and now his son is in the Shenzhou Army, which has almost reached the level of familiarity. He was puzzled that an army of less than 10,000 people had created such a big momentum among the nearly 100,000 Qing soldiers in the south of the Yangtze River, completely rewriting the situation of the war. Of course, these also aroused his curiosity.

"Perhaps, maybe it won't be long before I can see my son again, and everything will be understood there." Satisfied, he folded the letter and asked Ah Ruan, who was serving him, to receive it in the box. He was in a good mood, poured himself another glass of wine, and thought vaguely in his heart, "Should those old subordinates also think about the matter of coming back, and see if there is any way, besides, after fighting for a long time, shouldn't it be time to recruit some soldiers...... In the future, when he goes to fight the Tartars, maybe there will be three to five thousand more men! ”

Ah Ruan's family is twenty years old, and most of the time ago, the whole family fled from Hunan to the vicinity of Tingzhou to escape the war. After all, he is a very man, except that he does not speak much, but he is also a good servant. It's just that a sad look often flashed in his eyes, of course, this is Ah Ruan's guess, she has never dared to ask.

At this moment, Jiang Yong was on his way to Tingzhou, and he was holding a Furytide-class frigate in Shenzhou City, and two days before the launching ceremony, his camp was less than a hundred miles away from Tingzhou.

Jiang Yong faced the military meal, he didn't have much appetite, this kind of thing can be eaten for the first time, but if you want to eat a flavor of something all day long, you may vomit when you smell it in a few days. Fortunately, there are two flavors of things in a box, and sometimes there will even be an unexpected canned fruit in a box, so this class is a small festival.

In front of him, there was a tablecloth, which his guards insisted on, although the officers and soldiers ate the same food, and this was about the only difference that his guards wanted to do.

Facing the hot diced meat, vegetable foam, rice, and seasonings in the lunch box in hand, the taste is also acceptable, although it is not delicious, but the amount is very sufficient, so that every soldier can eat enough. Jiang Yong is not hungry, riding a bicycle for fifty kilometers, the physical consumption is self-evident, but he just has no taste.

"Father?" Jiang Yong searched hard in his mind for the appearance of this person, although people were raised by his parents, but in Jiang Yong's master, although he often tried hard to think, but the life before the old military camp was always very vague, as if everything was immersed in a room of heavy rain and fog, teaching people to always see clearly, occasionally a clearer picture made him feel familiar, but soon sank into it and became unpredictable, incomprehensible.

He turned his head to look in the direction of Tingzhou City, "There, we will arrive tomorrow, what kind of scene is there, what kind of ...... will be encountered there" These are all things that bother him in his mind.

The sound of the "report" interrupted Jiang Yong's thoughts, and he also distinguished that it was the voice of Song Ning, the commander of the reconnaissance platoon, an old acquaintance in Hangzhou.

Song Ning was the little leader of the rebel army who followed Jiang Yong in the battle to liberate Hangzhou, and after coming to Shenzhou City, he also got a chance to be assessed, but he got the company-level assessment, and like Li Changxiang, he failed the assessment of his cultural class, and finally only got the appointment of the platoon commander.

For Song Ning, he is very satisfied with his current life, and with the income of the platoon commander of the Shenzhou Army, he is also a small middle class in Shenzhou City.

"Report, the reconnaissance platoon was ordered to complete the reconnaissance of the Tingzhou approach, and the report is as follows......"