The third uncle of junior high school was a little disappointed when he heard that he was about to resign.

In fact, he knew that the Duke of the State had always wanted to go to the battlefield. He was born as a general, and the general had a clear desire in his heart.

But I didn't expect that the Battle of Dongzhe was his last battle.

He is only in his forties!

The third junior high school uncle prepared the four treasures of the study, and then stood aside to grind the ink. Duke Chen looked at his movements and laughed, "You are far inferior to Zhen Yi in grinding the ink."

"I can't get the fragrance on the red sleeves, and the beauty grinds the ink, so I naturally can't get my wife!" said the third uncle of the junior high school.

"I'm afraid no one in the world can match her as good as her." Uncle Junior High School had a peaceful smile on his face, and the fine lines on his eyebrows and corners of his eyes seemed to be soaked in happiness and sweetness, and indescribably soft.

The third uncle of junior high school didn't say anything, just quietly grinding the ink inkstone, but what he was thinking about was the third lady's affairs.

After grinding, Chen Guogong said: "I suddenly became a little hungry. Do you still remember how Zhen Yi made sesame paste?"

"Remember, my wife taught me!" The third uncle of junior high school is not good at cooking, but there are always one or two dishes that are particularly well-made.

Master taught well!

“How did it be done?”

"Fry the sesame seeds and add a few more beans, and then stir-fry them together and grind them. The ground powder must be fine so that the sesame paste will be tender and smooth. By the way, you have to add some rice. If you don't add rice to grind it, it won't be a paste."

"I'm so hungry that I'm so hungry. Go and cook, I'll wait to eat!" Chen Guo said openly.

"Okay, then I'll go!" Uncle Junan wiped his hand and went out.

The snow outside gradually became heavier, and the wind and snow outside were covered with cold air. Uncle Junior High School shuddered and felt heavy in his heart for some reason.

This winter is really cold.

After the sesame paste was prepared, Duke Chen finished writing it and sealed the paint and placed it on the table.

"Come on, after we have eaten the sesame paste, you can send it to Lord Li and ask him to submit it to the imperial court for help." Chen Guogong said righteously.

The third uncle of the junior high school said, "I'm not hungry, I'll send it to you first."

"Don't worry, you have to go hungry if you don't go hungry. On such a cold day, eat while it's hot, just treat it as accompanying me!" said Duke Chen.

The third uncle of the junior high school said, "It's okay, then I'll eat something too."

He put the note in his arms, then went out to get an extra bowl and came back to eat with Duke Chen.

"The third year of junior high school, how many years have you been with me? Do you still remember?" Duke Chen suddenly asked.

The third uncle in junior high school smiled and said, "It's been thirty-seven years."

He also sighed a little, "When I came that year, it was winter. My father sold me and got a tael of silver. When I entered the Chen Mansion, I became your servant and practiced martial arts with you."

"Thirty-seven years, it's really hard for you." Duke Chen sighed softly, "After me, you haven't lived a good life, you have never made a plan for a future, and you haven't gotten married. I'm ashamed of you in this life."

"How can you say these words very well?" Uncle Junior High School began to feel uncomfortable when he heard something like this for the rest of his life.

"I just suddenly felt something." He looked at his third junior high school, "If one day I left before you, I will definitely arrange your future life for you."

The third uncle of junior high school put down his bowl and looked at him, "What do you mean by saying this?"

Duke Chen waved his hand, "It's not interesting, but my health is getting worse every day. Who knows when that day will come?"

"You just need to take medicine and condition your conditioning will definitely get better." said the third uncle of junior high school.

"Well, after you send the letter, you will buy a few better ginseng and give it to the kitchen to stew it for me." Chen Guogong said.

The third uncle of the junior high school said, "Okay, I'll buy it later."

The third uncle of the junior high school has been constantly organizing good things for him to eat these days, but not much can be eaten, and he vomits blood. This ginseng is a good thing, and it is the best if he wants to eat it.

As he ate, Duke Chen sighed softly again, "I wonder if she is in prison, is it cold?"

"It must be cold!" The third uncle of junior high school was also worried when he talked about Jinning. "In the prison of the Ministry of Justice, it was as cold as an ice cellar. I ate cold and hard steamed buns and rotten rice. Oh, I feel uncomfortable when I think of it. Can I ask someone to bring something to it? Even if I have a sip of hot water, it will be fine!"

Duke Chen's eyebrows leaped twice.

"Okay, go and deliver the letter. One is a memorandum, and the other is my letter to Lord Li." He then took out another letter and handed it to his third uncle.

The third uncle of junior high school took it together, "Then I'm going!"

When the third junior high school uncle opened the door, Duke Chen suddenly stopped him, "Third junior high school!"

The third uncle of junior high school turned around, "What?"

Duke Chen looked at him steadily, "It's cold outside, wear more clothes!"

"Oh, I understand!" Uncle Chu San responded, closed the door, turned around and left.

The moment the door closed, the calm face in the room was heartbroken.

The third uncle of junior high school didn’t know that this hurried farewell and a meaningless reminder might be a farewell forever.

The letter was delivered to the yamen. Lord Li was busy. He waited for half an hour before Lord Li came out to see him.

"Why are you here in the third year of junior high school? Is there something wrong with Brother Chen?" asked Lord Li.

The third uncle of the junior high school took out the letter and the memorial and said, "Sir, it was the Duke of the State who asked me to come here, and said that he would ask you to help me hand over a memorial."

"What's the note?"

"He said he was in poor health and wanted to resign!" The third uncle of the junior high school handed the letter and the memorial to Lord Li, "This letter is said to be for you."

Lord Li said: "Well, it's good for him to retreat and take care of himself quietly."

"Then I'll leave!" Uncle Junior bowed.

Lord Li nodded, "Okay, go slowly!"

The third uncle of junior high school turned around and went out. Before the man arrived at the yamen, he heard Lord Li shouting from behind: "Third junior high school!"

The third uncle of junior high school turned his head and saw Lord Li sprinting out, his demeanor was gone, his face was burning, and his heart skipped a beat.

"How long have you been out? Is anyone at home watching him?"

"It's been almost an hour. There are people at home... but they don't go into the house to serve you!" Uncle Jun San's face changed slightly, "What's wrong?"

"Prepare horses!" Lord Li's face changed drastically, and he turned around and shouted, "Prepare horses quickly and go to the Duke's Mansion!"

The third uncle of junior high school became weak and almost knelt on the ground.

"Look at this letter, he is not going to resign, he is going to save his daughter..."

The third uncle of junior high school took a panic and said that the letter to Lord Li was only about ten words, "Brother Li, my daughter Jinning, I'm going to take care of you!"

Signing is the last letter of business!

The third uncle of junior high school stumbled out, his body was so soft that he couldn't climb onto the horse's back several times. His heart was so panicked that he should have seen it, and he should have seen it long ago.

How could he laugh when the third lady is in prison?

How could he keep saying things from the past to hurt his heart?

He deliberately ordered him to make sesame paste, but in fact he didn't want him to read the memorials, and he didn't eat a few bites of those sesame paste.

Finally, let him deliver the letter!

Lord Li and his third uncle rushed to the Duke's Mansion. The third uncle stumbled and pushed open the door. He calmed down and slowly knelt down.
Chapter completed!