Jiang Nuan finally came out of the mountains and returned to the house.
The next day, many relatives and friends came to visit and congratulate.
When they rested, Jiang Nuan complained to Huo Tian: "Brother-in-law Zheng took Sister Xu to Jiangnan, and Yun Chu couldn't see him again.
My aunt and Mother Sang wanted me to stay in confinement for forty-two days, and they had to eat five or six times a day.
If you continue like this, won’t you turn into a pig?”
"How is that possible? You can just raise it with peace of mind." Huo Tian said with a smile, "How can there be such a beautiful piglet?"
But Jiang Nuan was destined to sit still this month. Before the full moon, news came from the border that tens of thousands of Xiongnu troops were approaching Yunmen.
The Holy Emperor appointed Huo Tian to guard the area, and brought 20,000 sergeants from the capital, where he gathered the local troops.
Jiang Nuan couldn't help but worry after hearing this: "Does the Xiongnu sending troops have something to do with the Yuqian Nu a few days ago?"
"Even if there is, it doesn't matter much." Huo Tian said, "The Huns have invaded the borders since ancient times. They often went to the Han people's residences to plunder grain, livestock, and even women and children.
This time they must be here to rob again. They do this every few years and are used to it.
The border residents were suffering terribly, but the garrison was struggling to cope.
Your Majesty has always wanted to eliminate border troubles, but the time is not ripe yet. But this time, I can just go and practice."
"But I'm so worried about you. What should I do?" Jiang Nuan was about to cry.
Of course she knew that as a general, Huo Tian had to go into battle to kill the enemy.
But when I think of the flash of swords and shadows on the battlefield, my heart is thrown up and down, and I am confused and confused.
"Good boy, don't be afraid. There won't be a big conflict this time," Huo Tian took her into his arms and comforted her: "It's just to explore the reality and let the soldiers gain some experience. If they can achieve some military exploits by the way, of course they will
Better.”
"I don't want any credit, as long as you are safe and sound." Jiang Nuan said and hugged Huo Tian tightly. There were some words she didn't say, because she knew that Huo Tian was also reluctant to let her go.
It has been less than a year since they got married, but she has become accustomed to relying on Huo Tian for everything.
Usually when Huo Tian goes out on business, he comes back within a few days.
And this time, no matter how short the time is, it will probably take several months.
What's more, the fate of this trip is unknown, so we must be worried day and night.
How could Huo Tian be willing to leave Jiang Nuan? Moreover, this was the time during the confinement period when he should rest peacefully.
But as a minister, he naturally puts state affairs first.
If border troubles occur together, the people will not be able to survive.
He must rush there quickly to clean up the outside world and ensure peace.
"I will write to you along the way. You must take care of yourself and don't worry about me." Huo Tian kissed Jiang Nuan's forehead lovingly.
"Master, you are going to do important things, so you don't have to worry about your family." Jiang Nuan spent a lot of effort to swallow the tears that came out of her eyes, and put on a smile and said, "My brother and I can both eat it."
I'll sleep soundly, and when you come back, I'll make sure that we both become fat little pigs."
"Okay, you and the child will wait for me to come back." Huo Tian held her tightly in his arms and looked at the child sleeping next to her.
The infant Zao Geer fell asleep soundly, unaware of the separation and sorrow in his parents' hearts at this moment.
In the next few days, neither Jiang Nuan nor Huo Tian mentioned goodbye.
They were just closer than usual, almost inseparable.
On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, Huo Tian received military orders on the general platform and led 30,000 sergeants.
Head to northern Xinjiang.
Jiang Nuan sat in the tent with her son in her arms, praying over and over again in her heart.
