There were many people standing in the wind and snow, all wearing regular clothes.
On the land of Zhongzhou, the most noble couple has their shoulders covered with snow.
The Supreme Emperor and Concubine Hua came out of the palace and stood beside the Emperor.
In order to see Chu Qing off, Chang Chengyou and Chang Ao no longer cared whether others would see through their lies or the rumors that the two emperors were at odds.
On the land of Zhongzhou, the most respected father and son, the emperor and the prince, stood there.
People always seem to be facing each other.
The Supreme Emperor and Concubine Hua.
The emperor and the prince.
Even Wei Changfeng stood with Zhai Xiu, the Minister of Justice, and Cao Wu, the Minister of Rites, stood side by side with Liu Xun, the Minister of Works.
There are also Zhong Yu and Gongsun Tang, Tan Zhongping and Tan Shangyi, Nangong Xi and Nangong Shou, Tao Yao and Tao Shaozhang, Chen Yan and Ma Rui.
People all have a lot to say, but they just look at the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor. Only when the two Emperors speak can they step forward.
But the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor just looked at Chu Qing.
Finally, someone took a step forward, and this person was the only one who did not look at the emperor and did not care about the emperor. Originally, this person should be the most concerned about other people's faces.
Qiu Wanshan walked over with a woman who looked slightly at a loss.
Lao Qiu looked calm as he stepped forward and swept the snow off Chu Qing's head.
"Call Mrs. Sister-in-law."
Like an order, like a long voice, Qiu Wanshan opened his mouth.
Chu Qing bent down and bowed to Qiu Wanshan's eldest lady: "Chu Qing, I have met Madam-in-law."
Qiu Wanshan's eldest lady is not beautiful, but she is not ugly either, neither tall nor short. She is just a very ordinary woman, the kind of ordinary woman in the mansion of a noble man, madam.
When he saw Chu Qing saluting him, he was very flustered and quickly returned the salute.
Qiu Wanshan finally smiled and looked at his wife, feeling very proud.
"Did you see what my husband said? Chu Qing, the commander of the Thousand Cavalry Camp who is feared by everyone in the capital, is not bowing and saluting in front of my husband or in front of you."
Qiu Wanshan, who was standing in front of Chu Qing, was very proud. He puffed up his chest and his voice was loud, as if it could be drowned out by the wind and snow. Even though, far behind him, there were still the Emperor, the Supreme Emperor, the Prime Minister, and the Crown Prince.
The young master has a minister, and many people are more noble than him and have a higher rank than him.
"Come back early. You haven't been to Brother Yu's house yet. Your sister-in-law's craftsmanship is very good. Come back early and come to the house to try it."
Qiu Wanshan patted Chu Qing's shoulder, turned around, and left with his eldest wife.
This is Qiu Wanshan. He came here with the most important person in his life, a woman that Chu Qing had never seen before, and told him to come back early and let his wife know that he was not bragging. This was enough.
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Qiu Wanshan does not need to prove anything to the world, he only needs to let the people he loves know that Chu Qing will give gifts to the people he loves, and will come back alive and come to Qiu Mansion for a banquet, that's all.
Looking at Qiu Wanshan's back, Chu Qing saluted again. He didn't get up until Qiu Wanshan returned to the city gate after saluting the emperor.
A loud roar came from the city gate.
"Wan Sheng, frontier army, Wan Sheng!"
This roar was so loud that Chu Qing raised his head and saw a thin figure.
Feng Luo stood on the top of the city, wearing a somewhat large armor and holding a long sword high, standing in the wind and snow.
Just like when he was at the border gate, on the wall of the border gate, he had shouted countless times for Hao Erlang who came out to kill thieves. Feng Luo called out Wan Sheng again, one after another.
Chu Qing carries all the hopes of this old coach.
There was only one person, but it was like seeing off thousands of troops. Feng Luo, hoarse and exhausted all his strength.
The wind and snow can freeze Feng Luo's thin body, but it cannot extinguish Feng Shuai's hot heart and the unyielding soul of the frontier army.
The old commander handed his flag to Chu Qing. He firmly believed that Chu Qing would go to the border gate and put the flag on the broken city wall again, so that it could dance in the wind, without fear of wind and sand, and fly forever.
The Supreme Emperor shouted into the wind.
"Wan Sheng, frontier army, Wan Sheng!"
The emperor, wearing a black robe, looked at the thousands of troops at the border and shouted for victory.
There are important ministers in the court one after another, including the prince, the young master, the prime minister and the assistant, the civil servants, and the military generals.
Ten thousand victories, frontier army, ten thousand victories.
These people have all read the letters between Feng Luo and the border army.
They cannot go to the border, but they worry about the border all the time.
And Chu Qing in the wind and snow is their hope.
Ten thousand victories, the frontier army will surely win ten thousand victories!
Amid the overwhelming shouts, more and more people gathered behind Chu Qing.
Chu Qing knelt down on one knee and performed a military salute.
The people behind him also knelt on one knee and performed a military salute.
After a long while, Chu Qing stood up, glanced at everyone, saluted again, and bowed.
After another long while, Chu Qing straightened his waist, puffed out his chest, and softly uttered two words - wait for me.
Turning around, he took a deep look at the carriage. In the wind and snow, he seemed to be able to hear faint cries. Chu Qing got on his horse. A group of more than fifty people got on their horses.
The horse raised its front hooves and headed north.
In the distance, there is another horse galloping. The rider on the horse is slightly obese and has a lot of baggage on his shoulders.
Standing in the crowd shouting Wan Sheng, Tao Shaozhang kept praying for Chu Qing in his heart, and he always felt that the horse looked familiar.
Chu Qing's back disappeared into the snow and darkness.
The emperor and the emperor returned to the carriage, returned to the palace, and prepared to go to court.
The minister and all the adults got into the sedan chair and entered the palace to wait for the court.
Feng Luo on the city wall walked towards the steps. He had done everything he could. At this moment, he could finally do something related to himself and the Feng family, burying the body of his eldest son Feng Gong.
The sun emerged, and the wind and snow gradually stopped.
The capital will not change, not because there is one less commander of the Thousand Cavalry Battalion.
The king and his ministers will not change, and will not be sad or worried because they see the warriors going to the border.
People always do what they should do, trying to make the world better, or trying to make the world worse.
Outside the city, there was only one carriage left, Tao Ruolin's carriage.
With her tears gone and her eyes red, Tao Ruolin had to do what she should do, what she had done in the past, return to the academy and teach students how to read and write.
The sad Tao Ruolin smiled again.
If it hasn’t changed, it’s not a change.
The dry well-like life has already undergone earth-shaking changes.
Sleeping in Zhuangzi turned into getting up early to copy texts.
Taking the children up a tree to catch birds turned into learning Chinese characters with the children.
In the bedroom, thinking about the movements of the aristocratic families and courtiers became filled with the laughter of common people and students.
All of this was brought to her by Chu Qing.
The biggest change is that she has to wait for someone and miss someone. Although she has no hope, she is full of longing.
