Chapter 170 Third Brother’s Military Career

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I just sent my eldest brother to Gongyuan, and the children in Hairpin Hua Xiaoyuan haven't left yet.

When Wen Zhiyun and Chang Yan heard the commotion, they quickly put down their belongings and swarmed over.

Aunt Zhang, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Cui'er also followed worriedly.

Although Fang Heng jokingly called Jiang Sheng a "little crybaby", in fact, her character is mostly tough. She often can't shed tears without shedding tears. In everyone's impression, if Jiang Sheng cried, it must have happened. Very serious matter.

Everyone was so anxious that they almost stepped off one of their shoes before running to the door.

I happened to see Zheng Ruqian open his mouth and hold a stack of banknotes in his hand. Opposite him was Jiang Sheng, who was crying loudly. He was more sad than ever before, and it almost made the listener cry.

"What's going on?" Zhang Xianglian came over distressedly and took Jiang Sheng into her arms, "Ruqian, why are you crying?"

Zheng Ruqian closed his chin, his heart filled with speculation.

You couldn't be the one who made you cry, right?

No, no, no.

Chang Yan stared at the banknote in Zheng Ruqian's hand, "Second brother, where did this money come from?"

"Jiang Sheng gave it to me." Zheng Ruqian scratched his head in confusion, "Then he cried. I don't know what happened."

Wen Zhiyun's lips moved and he whispered, "Second brother, are you sure it was Jiang Sheng who gave it to you?"

Zheng Ruqian fell silent.

When he thought about it, it seemed that he had reached out and grabbed it. At that time, all he could think about was buying a house, digging a cellar, and hiring people, so he subconsciously grabbed the banknote.

Chang Yan and Wen Zhiyun obviously understood and spread their hands helplessly.

Meaning, whoever makes you cry will be comforted.

Zheng Ruqian suddenly turned into a green turtle, and he was as heavy as a turtle shell. He shamelessly approached Jiang Sheng and stuffed the banknote back into Jiang Sheng's hand, "Good sister, second brother knows that he was wrong. If the second brother doesn’t steal your money, the second brother will give it back to you and give it all to you.”

Jiang Sheng paused in crying, but couldn't control it.

Zheng Ruqian could only continue to coax, "Second brother won't buy a house, dig a cellar, or hire anyone. All the money will be given to Jiang Sheng, all to you, okay?"

Aunt Zhang also helped wipe away the tears, "Little Jiang Sheng, be good and don't cry. Auntie will help you spank Ru Qian. Let's spank him."

Just like when they were very young, if a child at home bumped into the corner of the table, the parents would hold the child and hit the corner of the table while comforting them.

But Jiang Sheng didn't cry because of this at all.

She raised her head hard, took two deep breaths, and finally stopped crying.

Looking at the second brother covering his butt with both hands, and then at Aunt Zhang with a loving face, Jiang Sheng sobbed and said, "It's not that I don't give money to the second brother, but most of the money belongs to the third brother, so I have to give it to the second brother." Third brother keeps it for marrying a wife, we can’t spend it.”

This would be normal, but Fang Heng is still fighting on the border, his life or death uncertain.

Jiang Sheng really didn't dare and was not willing to touch the third brother's money.

Coupled with the sudden thought of her third brother, the little girl's tears were like broken pearls and she couldn't stop them.

After she finished speaking with sobs, Zheng Ruqian's expression on the opposite side suddenly became very exciting.

I'm a little happy that my sister is not reluctant to spend money on herself.

But I’m also a little sad because I’ve worked so hard for several years, but it’s not worth what Sang Laosan earns for a year.

Zheng Ruqian sighed, once again feeling annoyed that he did not have a noble background.

"Okay, okay, Jiang Sheng won't cry, and Ah Heng doesn't want you to cry either." Under Aunt Zhang's gentle coaxing, Jiang Sheng's tears finally stopped falling.

She looked at the two thousand taels of silver in her palm with tears in her eyes, took away one thousand five hundred taels, and found that the remaining five hundred taels were not enough to do anything.

After several attempts, he finally put it back into Zheng Ruqian's hands.

"Second brother, you spent the third brother's money, but you have to make up for it later if you earn it." The little girl said softly, "Jiang Sheng shouldn't cry, it scared the second brother, I just... I miss the third brother a little. "

Zheng Ruqian's eyes were moist, and he reached out to pat the little girl's shoulder. The sense of responsibility in his heart became stronger, "Don't worry, the second brother not only returned the 1,500 taels to the third brother, but also gave him several times the amount, so that he can marry whatever he wants." Whatever kind of wife you want to marry."

Jiang Sheng burst into tears and smiled.

The entire hairpin flower courtyard turned from cloudy to sunny, and the clouds and mist were cleared to see the blue sky.

Fang Heng, who was thousands of miles away, seemed to feel something in his heart. He took out the goggles at his heart, looked at them, and stuffed them back again.

"Sir, what's wrong?" Jiang Yi approached and asked.

Fang Heng shook his head, "How many times have I told you, don't call me Young Master."

Several people arrived in northern Xinjiang from Anshui County and joined the army as "waifs". They are now the second detachment of the fifth detachment of the eighth brigade stationed in northern Xinjiang.

There are not many people in the team, only about twenty, and they are often sent out to perform small tasks.

For example, cutting firewood, catching game, or looking for clean water.

As time went by, some people inevitably complained, "We are here to join the army and fight with the Tartars, so why do we do such trivial things?"

Fang Heng was the only one who just kept doing things, never asking why, let alone complaining.

Seeing him like this, the six servants also learned to keep their mouths shut.

Today is the twentieth time the captain of the fifth team has issued an order, asking a group of people to bring water bottles and return with a hundred bottles of clean drinking water.

The team members began to complain again. They felt that the captain was killing a chicken with a butcher's knife, that he was overqualified and that his ambition was difficult to realize.

Some people are just lazy. Anyway, the captain only said to make a hundred bottles of clean drinking water, but he didn’t say the time. It’s okay to do it slowly. It’s all trivial matters anyway.

Only Fang Heng, with six servants and two teenagers aged 16 or 17, climbed the mountains and crossed the mountains and forests to reach the creek with clean water.

They took out the water bags from their arms, filled them with clean water, screwed the caps on, and threw them into the bags on the horses' backs.

Nine people each filled more than a dozen pots. Although it was a bit difficult, they finally completed the task.

It was at this time that Fang Heng felt his heart throbbing, as if someone was crying.

It's my younger sister, she's just this little crybaby. Although she's tough at heart, she's still a little girl. She'll still drop the golden beans when she's sad and anxious.

It's a pity that people thousands of miles away can't even wipe away her tears.

Fang Heng let out a long sigh.

Turning around, he got on his horse and sent a hundred jugs of clean drinking water back to his footing.

But I found that there was an eerie silence in the place where I settled.

Fang Heng was instantly on guard, and all six of his servants were highly concentrated. Only the other two were still a little confused and hugged the water bottles in their arms tightly.

A group of people entered the tent tentatively. Jiang Yi and the other five dispersed in different corners. After a careful inspection, they came back and reported, "Mr. Fang Heng, there are no traps."

"There is no one." Jiang Er added.

So where did the lazy people go?

Fang Heng was a little confused, but he still placed the kettle in the place designated by the captain.

Suddenly, there was laughter, and it was the captain of the fifth detachment who came.

He was eight feet tall, with a long beard. His exact age could not be determined, but his hands were very heavy. He slapped Fang Heng on the shoulder. If he didn't have some skills, he would probably be pushed down.

But hearing his voice booming, "Good boy, you guys have passed the test and will be officially incorporated into the fifth detachment from now on."

It turns out that everything before was just a test.

The nine people suddenly realized.

At the same time, he pointed at Fang Heng, "You will be the team leader of these nine people from now on."