Happy Spring Every Year

Chapter 170 Jiang Xun’s Past

After Jiang Xun's close friends learned about her poor embroidery skills, Shen Jiasui was embarrassed for a moment, but then she felt at ease.

When a craft is so bad that it is unbearable to look at, the right thing to do is to throw it all away!

"This is the flying pair I embroidered!"

Shen Jiasui took responsibility, and he felt justified in doing so.

Nanfeng and Beifeng froze when they heard this, then looked at their own young master, both of them with expressions as if disaster was about to happen.

It’s over, it’s over, I’ve offended the young lady!

Jiang Xun quickly stepped forward, took the handkerchief, dusted it off lightly, and this time he learned his lesson and put the handkerchief in his arms.

"It's flying together."

Jiang Xun glanced at Nanbeifeng and emphasized his words before continuing to walk inside with Shen Jiasui.

South Wind, North Wind: "..."

Look, look.

No matter how good a man you are, once you are henpecked, you will start telling lies.

Main courtyard.

Ji Wantong looked around and felt very satisfied.

Jiang Xun must have chosen him carefully. As his mother-in-law, he checked him out and there was nothing to say.

"mother!"

Ji Wan was thinking about how to renovate the house when a loud shout came from the yard and Shen Jiasui came quickly.

Ji Wan looked behind Shen Jiasui and saw Jiang Xun standing at the gate of the courtyard. He bowed to her but did not step in.

"Mother, how is it?"

Shen Jiasui looked around, with curiosity in his eyes.

When Ji Wan saw her daughter's carefree appearance, and recalled the look of sorrow and tears in Shen Jiasui's eyes when he mentioned that dream half a year ago, her heart ached and at ease.

She nodded slightly to Jiang Xun, then pulled Shen Jiasui into the house and said softly, "Sui Sui, Xiuzhi has been very thoughtful. I think everything here is fine."

Upon hearing this, Shen Jiasui no longer hesitated, nodded and smiled, "Since mother has approved, it must be excellent. Let's settle for this place!"

“Year after year…”

"Ok?"

Shen Jiasui responded nonchalantly, but when he turned around, he saw tears in his mother's eyes and was startled. "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Ji Wan pulled Shen Jiasui into her arms and said in a moist voice, "Mother is happy. She is happy that Suisui is so outgoing and bright. Although there have been setbacks, she finally found her true love."

"Mother has seen your heart of waiting for you year after year. It doesn't matter if you become rich or famous in the future. What's important is that the two of you stay together for a long time."

"Sui Sui is smart and open-minded. His mother doesn't say much, just one sentence - we will stand together through thick and thin, without regrets or complaints."

Compared to what her husband said, she hoped Xiuzhi could protect Suisui no matter what, but as a mother, she understood Suisui's heart better.

After all, when she chose to marry her husband and marry into a military family, she was prepared to accept any outcome calmly.

If Sui Sui's dream had really happened, she had no doubt that at the moment the beheading blade was against her neck, she would never regret marrying Zheng Sheng, knowing and loving him for more than 20 years, giving birth to children, and spending the rest of her life with him.

When Shen Jiasui heard these eight words, his eyes suddenly widened, but in the blink of an eye, he felt tears welling up in his eyes. He buried his head in Ji Wan's shoulder and said in a trembling voice:

"Mom, you said the same thing to Sui Sui in your dream..."

At the end of the prison visit in the previous life, her mother reluctantly held her hand, tears in her eyes, but she smiled and said:

"Sui Sui, your father and I may not have the chance to meet again in this lifetime. I know he must be in great pain right now."

"If I could see my father every year, I would tell him that I, Ji Wan, married him with the hope of being with him through thick and thin. Even if our bodies were to be separated, I would have no regrets or complaints."

.......

Ji Wan left first, and Jiang Xun took Shen Jiasui to continue to tour the mansion and came to Songbaiyuan where the old master of the Jing Mansion lived.

"Sui Sui, I plan to leave this place to the teacher."

When talking about Mr. Lin, a smile appeared on Jiang Xun's face.

Shen Jiasui nodded immediately, and now he finally had the chance to ask, "Ah Xun, we were so rushed last time that I didn't have time to listen to you talk about the past."

"Are you going back to the Dali Temple soon? If you have enough time, could you please talk to me today?"

The sunlight passed through the vines on the wall and the shade of the trees, like broken gold, and fell on Shen Jiasui's raised face.

Her thick eyelashes cast a small shadow on her eyelids, and there was a soft halo on the edges of her cheeks, making her look gentle and beautiful.

Jiang Xun is now very grateful that he stayed up for two consecutive nights in order to free up time for today, otherwise he would have disappointed Sui Sui.

"Sui Sui, come."

Jiang Xun curved his eyebrows and led Shen Jiasui inside. After passing a moon-shaped gate, they came to a small garden.

There is a small pond here with fish in it. There is a small pavilion next to it with a bamboo table and a cushion in it. It is very elegant and quiet.

The two sat opposite each other, and Jiang Xun began to tell the story.

When he died in battle that year, he entered the body of "Jiang Xun" as soon as he opened his eyes. What came into his sight were the tearful faces of the Anyang Earl and his wife.

At first he thought he was rescued, and hurriedly asked where his comrades were and whether they were still alive.

But the Anyang Earl and his wife looked confused and anxiously called the court doctor.

What followed was chaos. He was extremely frightened and had a high fever, so he couldn't remember many details.

He only remembered that it was extremely painful, with a splitting headache and a feeling that his heart and liver were almost cut open.

At that time, the shells...exploded right at their feet...

He was confused for several days until the high fever subsided and his senses gradually returned, and then he realized the seriousness of the matter.

When he traveled across the ocean, he had heard of the concept of time travel, but he could not accept that such a thing would happen to him.

You know, he still has so many things to do, he has not seen the unification of the country, and he doesn't even know what is happening to his comrades around him.

In order to go home and make amends to the poor mother who lost her child, he drank the talisman water without hesitation, was whipped by the spirit summoner, was immersed in the cage, and was even locked in a cage covered with talisman paper for several days and nights.

But...it's all useless.

He struggled, suffered, collapsed until he became desperate, and finally accepted the fact—

He can never go back.

The wife of the Marquis of Anyang was probably also in despair. She was in a daze, with no light in her eyes. Sometimes she gently called him Xun'er, and sometimes she angrily scolded him as an evil spirit and a wild ghost.

In the end, it was the Earl of Anyang who took charge of the situation. He dealt with him and pushed him out, telling everyone that the young master of the Earl of Anyang's mansion had regained his sanity and was no longer a fool.

He is not a coward. After accepting this identity, he began to adapt, set goals for himself, and try to live a meaningful life.

Until one day, the teacher invited by Anyang Bo taught him poetry, which gave him an idea.

He kept wondering, what virtue did he have to occupy someone else's body and live another life?

Among his comrades from all over the world, which one is not more great and selfless than him, and which one does not deserve to live more than him?

Perhaps this opportunity to live again was not given to him alone. Perhaps his comrades who died with him in the artillery shells... also came here.

So, he plagiarized a poem that was famous throughout history, and using his identity as the legitimate son of the Earl of Anyang, he sent people to spread the poem.

Rather than searching aimlessly for a needle in a haystack, he thought that if his comrades heard about this poem, they would definitely react and come looking for him!

He waited and waited, and waited...

But his comrades never showed up to look for him, but instead he did get... the famous imperial teacher - Lin Wanting.