Chapter 15 Farewell

The snow was still falling heavily. Tingsheng lowered his head and walked towards Jingyan silently. He felt depressed, but he didn't know why.

Jingyan looked at Tingsheng walking towards him with a firm and gratified look. Although he was reluctant to leave, he was filled with emotion to see that the son of an old friend could have such a life today. He sighed lightly.

Tingsheng looked at Jingyan, his eyes showing reluctance and slight hesitation.

"Tingsheng, is there anything else?"

"I just want to see you off."

"Okay, we haven't been alone for a long time." Jingyan put his arm around Tingsheng's shoulders, smiled lightly, and there was a hint of satisfaction on his face.

Tingsheng pursed his lips, his eyes were full of expectation, and he walked out with Jingyan. His behavior was no longer as uneasy as before, and he looked more like a father and son.

When they arrived at the stable, they led the horses out of the willow garden. The two of them rode on horses, followed by several followers.

After going down the road for several dozen miles, the whole team stopped to rest.

"Tingsheng, just send it here," Jingyan said, taking the only piece of Hetian jade from his belt and handing it to Tingsheng, "This is what your grandmother gave me. Now I give it to you. If you want to go home in the future, you can take this jade pendant. You don't have to go to General Meng again. There is no need to go back to your own home. There is no need to be so troublesome. I didn't bring the token with me this time, but after returning to Beijing, I will ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to draw the appearance of this jade pendant and let the Imperial Guards pay attention to it. If Ting'er comes back one day, don't fail to recognize it." The last time he said "Ting'er" was a few years ago.

Tingsheng took the jade pendant with both hands, holding it tightly, frowning slightly, "I will keep this jade pendant well."

"Okay," Jingyan smiled heartily, "Then I will wait for Ting'er to come back."

Tingsheng nodded, although he didn't say anything, but his actions said everything.

After that, Jingyan got on the horse, looked at Tingsheng deeply, not knowing when they would meet again, and sighed for a while, "Okay, then I'll leave."

"Your Majesty, I'll see you off..." Tingsheng bit his lip tightly, but couldn't say it.

A trace of disappointment flashed across Jingyan's eyes, and he didn't say anything, but just slightly touched his eyebrows, sighed, and turned to leave.

Tingsheng looked at Jingyan's departing figure, and his heart was filled with guilt, and an unspeakable pain. I thought leaving Jingyan was not like this, until we parted, and I realized that, as the teacher said in the letter at the beginning, the eight sufferings of life, any of which is like drinking snow water in the cold day, dripping in my heart.

Looking at the jade pendant in his hand that had been heated by his body temperature, Tingsheng jumped, rode on the horse, and chased in the direction where Jingyan left.

"Go, go, go" Tingsheng urged the horse.

Jingyan heard the sound of horse hooves behind him, and suddenly looked back. Seeing Tingsheng's figure getting closer and closer, he stopped, not knowing why Tingsheng was chasing him.

Before Jingyan could speak, Tingsheng jumped off the horse, ran to Jingyan quickly, and knelt down.

"Ting'er, you..."

Tingsheng looked at Jingyan, paused, and said slowly, his voice was not loud, but every word was powerful, "Your son is here to send you off... Father." After saying that, there was a little blur in his eyes.

"Ting'er..." Jingyan was so excited that he was a little at a loss.

"Your son is grateful for your love for many years, and I will never forget it. If I have achieved success in my studies, I will definitely serve Daliang." Tingsheng's tone was a little excited, but his sincerity could be heard.

Jingyan looked at the child in front of him with bright eyes and smiled warmly, "Ting'er has really grown up, that's good, I am relieved." He raised his head slightly, looking at the white clouds and blue sky, the spring and white snow, which can comfort the old friend.

Tingsheng stood up, Jingyan's heart was clear, and there was no more instructions, only hope that he was well.

The two comforted each other for a while, and it was getting dark. Jingyan said, "Okay, Ting'er, go back, the master should be worried about you."

Tingsheng nodded, but did not leave, thinking that he should see Jingyan off first.

Jingyan understood what Tingsheng meant, "Ting'er, you go first this time, I want to see Ting'er's back." The words were extremely plain, but only he knew that he was reluctant in his heart.

Tingsheng looked at Jingyan with a vague understanding, saluted, mounted his horse, and left.

Under the setting sun, the young man rode his horse in style, and the past scenes emerged, messing up the years.