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Jiang He turned around and unexpectedly saw someone, Jiang Hai.

Jiang Hai, who was always introverted, stood on the tower and shouted loudly: "Well done, second brother."

After Jiang Hai finished shouting, he was the first one to blush.

The people rejoiced.

The twin brothers of the General's Mansion are a legend in Shangjing.

The fact that both civil and military top scholars fell into the same family caused a sensation.

Now the two of them appeared at the city gate at the same time, and people looked at the brothers curiously.

As expected, one is a scholar and the other is a warrior, and they have different styles.

"Third brother, I will return home after I report back to the palace." Jiang He shouted. There were too many people.

Jiang Hai nodded vigorously.

The crowd gradually went away. Jiang Hai looked at the people around him expressionlessly, "Is that what you wished for?"

Jiang Zhongyong threw away the hat in his hand and said, "You little bastard, you didn't even recognize me."

But there was a smile that couldn't be concealed on his face.

Jiang Hai was speechless, "Father covered it up so well that my second brother wouldn't even recognize it if he saw it!"

Jiang Zhongyong smiled awkwardly and said, "It's hard for you."

The third son is shy by nature and is willing to join his father in making trouble.

The older Jiang Zhongyong gets, the more he acts like a naughty boy.

Upon hearing that his son had returned triumphantly today, he immediately went to the city gate to pick up his son.

Jiang He was the most surprising of his three sons.

Jiang Zhongyong has always believed that he is a hopeless case.

Unexpectedly, not only did he win the title of martial arts champion, but he also won a great victory on his first battlefield. He is worthy of being his son.

The pleased old father insisted on going to the city gate to pick up his son in person.

As a general who retired early, Jiang Zhongyong actually missed the battlefield very much.

But he may never have another chance in this life.

But his son is better than his father.

Jiang Zhongyong did not win a complete victory in his first battle.

He is proud to have such a son.

How could he miss the grand occasion of his son's return to Beijing?

But there were too many people at the city gate.

Jiang Zhongyong was worried that after revealing his identity, someone with ulterior motives would make trouble for his son.

So he forced Jiang Hai to shout Jiang He's name loudly.

Let his second son see how proud his dad is of him.

Jiang Zhongyong watched the river drifting away, his heart filled with emotion.

He turned to Jiang Hai and said, "Let's go back home first."

Jiang Hai nodded and followed his father.

A banquet is held in the palace today to welcome Jiang He.

He won't be coming home anytime soon.

But ever since he saw Jiang He, Jiang Zhongyong has been eager to see his son and listen to him tell about everything that happened on the battlefield.

Along the way, Jiang Zhongyong remained silent, as if he was thinking about something.

Jiang Hai didn't disturb him, but just walked quietly.

When my father saw my second brother’s high-spirited look today, he must have been reminded of how he fought on the battlefield in the past.

Over the years, Jiang Hai knew that his father could not let go of the battlefield.

However, in order to ensure the safety of his family, his father took the initiative to hand over his military power.

Jiang Hai still remembers the night his father handed over his military power. He sat alone in the yard all night looking towards the northwest.

Later, when the northwest was in crisis and the emperor did not have suitable military generals, he brought Jianghuai under his command.

Appoint him as the new mighty general.

My father's concern is not as serious as before.

Now that his second brother has made great achievements, his father can hardly contain his excitement.

She had to go to the city gate to greet her son today, but she didn't dare to go openly.

As long as he takes off his hat, the people will be watching him.

Jiang Hai felt ashamed. There was a big and strong man standing next to him, but he was so shy that he was afraid that others would see his face.

Especially when his father asked him to scream "Jiang He", he thought he would be so embarrassed that he would crawl into the ground.

But what is surprising is that instead of being stage fright, he was extremely proud the moment he shouted out "Jiang He".

This is his second brother, he is proud of him!

After returning home, Jiang Zhongyong went to the study and took out a yellowed booklet, which recorded every detail of his experience on the battlefield when he was young.

He stroked the book gently, as if he had returned to those passionate years.

Jiang Hai walked into the study and saw his father staring at the book in a daze. He asked softly, "Dad, what are you thinking about?"

Jiang Zhongyong raised his head, a gleam in his eyes: "I was thinking, my sons are so outstanding, they will definitely achieve something in the future."

Then he became worried again, "I haven't heard from your eldest brother for a long time. I wonder how the war in the northwest is going?"

Jiang Hai consoled him, "Big brother is as brave and resourceful as our father, and he will surely win as big a victory as our second brother."

Jiang Zhongyong sighed, "I hope so."

He suddenly remembered something, "Oh, by the way, your second brother will stay in Beijing for a while when he returns this time. You should go talk to him more often when you have time and learn some military strategies from him."

Jiang Hai nodded, "I understand, Dad."

He was also looking forward to spending more time with his second brother. After all, the two brothers grew up together and had a deep relationship.

This time the two were separated for such a long time, Jiang Hai had a lot to say to him.

At this moment, there were footsteps outside the door, and then someone knocked on the door.

Jiang Hai opened the door and saw a servant handing him a letter, "Master, this is a letter from the northwest." Jiang Hai hurriedly took the letter, opened it and saw that it was written by his eldest brother Jiang Huai.

He shouted excitedly: "Dad, it's a letter from my eldest brother!"

Jiang Zhongyong hurried over, took the letter and started reading.

After reading the letter, a relieved smile appeared on his face. "Your elder brother won a victory in the northwest and has recovered the lost territory. If nothing unexpected happens, the emperor will let him return to the court soon."

Jiang Hai was also very happy, "Great! Big brother is really amazing!" Jiang Zhongyong patted him on the shoulder, "You three brothers are all excellent. I believe you will all become pillars of the country in the future."

Jiang Hai said with a firm look in his eyes: "Dad, I will definitely not let you down!"

The father and son talked a lot without realizing it, until the servant came to report, "General! The second young master is back."

The two of them hurried out to greet them.

Everyone in the Jiang residence gathered in the main hall just to catch a glimpse of the second young master.

Jiang Hai and Jiang Zhongyong came to the door and saw Jiang He jumping off his horse in a heroic manner.

Jiang Zhongyong's nose felt sore.

This was his son, and he didn't let him down.

Jiang Hai ran up excitedly and hugged his second brother tightly.

Why didn't he feel before that he would miss his second brother so much after they were separated for such a long time?

Jiang He smiled and patted Jiang Hai on the back, saying, "Long time no see, third brother."

General Jiang and Mrs. Jiang kept repeating, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."

During the conversation, the topic turned to Jiang He's military exploits. Jiang He shared his experiences in the Northwest battlefield, and everyone listened with great interest.

But everyone knew that Jiang He was downplaying the incident, and the scene would definitely be tragic.

Jiang Zhongyong's eyes were red.

The son spoke so lightly because he was afraid that he would worry.

But Jiang Zhongyong knew very well the cruelty of war.

He was feeling particularly sentimental today.

He should be happy that his son has made progress.

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