Your majesty is awesome

Chapter 673 If you feel uneasy, then burn a few more knives of paper (second update)

Hearing Gao Zhang's words, Huang Shi, who still felt that Da Lang was still a child even though they were married, couldn't help but raised his hand and lightly scratched Gao Zhang's cheek and smiled.

"You are the child of your father and mother, let alone your father's heart and soul, even if you want the lives of your father and mother, why not?"

"Yeah, there's not much you can do for you as a father now, and I just hope that these things will help you."

Seeing his son's surprised expression, Gao Qiu also felt that his hard work was not in vain, and was very pleased.

"Dalang, you will leave Beijing in a few days. This time is not like going to Liao as an envoy. It is an envoy. This time you are going to the northwest. Mother heard from your father that there may be a war."

"You have to be careful, don't make us worry about you."

Looking at his mother who was talking and talking, her eyes were red again unconsciously, Gao Zhang also felt sore, and hurriedly swore that he would definitely guarantee safety.

What's more, I am a civil servant, and I am also a high-ranking deputy envoy of economic strategy and appeasement, so nothing will happen.

"Yes, lady, you should be more at ease. Our Dalang has won the favor of the government, and now he is also our Dalang's father-in-law. How can we not take care of him carefully?"

"Thinking about being a husband back then, it's not the same as going to the northwest to serve in the army. Whether it's fame or official position, it's not as good as Da Lang. It's not like returning to Beijing safely..."

Under the comfort of the father and son in turn, Huang finally felt a little better.

But still a little gloomy, after all, only a few days, Zhang'er will leave.

Gao Zhang rolled his eyes, let it go, in order to calm his mother down, he has to fight.

Stretching out his hand to hold his mother's warm hand, Gao Zhang whispered obediently.

"Mother, my child wants to pay homage to the ancestors before leaving, and burn more incense paper candles for the ancestors. Presumably the ancestors will protect the child."

"Husband, look, our Dalang is really sensible. If this is the case, then hurry up, Fukang, Fukang..."

"What's your order, madam?" Beverly walked into the room quickly and asked respectfully.

"Go, prepare some incense paper candles. Dalang is going to pay homage to his ancestors today. Husband, let's go together. Only when we are a family can we appear sincere."

Seeing the earnest gazes of his wife and son, Gao Qiu's eyes twitched, he smiled with difficulty, and gritted his teeth.

"Alright, since Da Lang has such interest, I will accompany my father to the end."

"Husband, what is this called? Worshiping ancestors is about piety, how can it be called interest."

"Ah, that's right, that's what the lady said."

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Fang Baihua was carefully inspecting a precious knife in the shape of a straight knife that was covered with beautiful cloud patterns in his hand.

My husband has been muttering many times that he doesn't like the standard war swords of the Song Dynasty very much, but the standard horizontal swords of the former Tang Dynasty.

And this, Fang Baihua found a famous craftsman before and spent a lot of money to cast it, and now he has it, just as her husband is going to the northwest.

Thinking of an elegant and handsome husband, coupled with this straight knife, he will definitely look heroic and extravagant.

Just as she picked up the cloth and wiped the blade carefully, Fu Jin's soft and delicate voice came from her ear.

"Sister, my husband will go on a long journey in a few days, will you miss your husband?"

Hearing this, he took a look at Fu Jin who was embroidering a silk handkerchief that was about to be completed.

"Do you think so?"

Fu Jin raised his head and smiled sweetly at Fang Baihua.

"Of course I would. He is my sister's husband."

Fang Baihua chuckled lightly, and said it as a matter of course.

"He is also my lord, so I naturally think about it too. After all, my sister and I have shared joys and sorrows with lord for many years. When we were in the south of the Yangtze River, we experienced bloody battles on the battlefield, and we lived and died together..."

"..." Hearing these words, Fu Jin felt a sting in his heart, and opened and closed his pink and bright red lips silently several times, so angry, in anger...

After a while, Fu Jin looked at the finished silk handkerchief with satisfaction, which was a personal gift he had prepared for his husband who was about to go on a long journey.

"By the way, sister, I heard from my mother-in-law that the ancestors of our Gao family are very effective. Is it true?"

"Ah, this..." Fang Baihua, who was maintaining the blade, was distracted, and almost didn't let the blade scratch his fingers.

"Is what mother-in-law said wrong?"

Fu Jin looked at Fang Baihua who was sitting beside him with a smile on his face. If Xiao Gao was here, he knew that this little lady would be out of breath again.

Fang Baihua turned her head to see Fu Jin's appearance, and with a smile put the precious knife in her hand that was going to be given to Mr. Lang on the knife holder, and then turned her head.

"What my mother-in-law said is naturally correct, and our husband will go to the northwest in a few days, and the military disaster in the northwest border is very serious."

"We are both women, so we can't accompany you to the northwest."

"I'm going to pay homage to Liezong Liezong of the Gao Clan and burn a few more knives of paper thread. I ask the ancestors and Liezong to take good care of you, so that you can return safely."

"Do you want to go together?"

"Go, as the wife of the lord, I naturally have to worship more."

Looking at this little sister who has not been married to the Gao Mansion for a long time, she has no deep understanding of how exaggerated the Gao family's custom of worshiping the ancestral hall is.

Fang Baihua showed a very superior smile, and took this fragile Jiangnan woman's younger sister, Fu Jin, to burn a few knives of paper together.

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"Mother, enough is enough..."

"Hush, don't say such taboo words in front of your ancestors. You must be sincere in worshiping your ancestors."

"I know, I just feel that I have a little fever, um, my legs are a little numb, let's go out for some activities first."

After complaining to his mother, Gao Zhang finally escaped from the ancestral hall and saw his father stretching his legs outside the ancestral hall.

The father and son looked at each other and smiled, but the smiles seemed a little, um, complicated.

Just when the father and son were about to chat about something serious, they saw someone walking towards this side with a light on.

Gao Zhang's eyes lit up immediately, and he walked over quickly.

"Miss, Fu Jin, why are you two here?"

"I've seen Mr. Lang, I've seen my father-in-law. We heard that Mr. Lang is going to the northwest border. My mother-in-law said that the ancestral hall of our Gao family is very effective.

So I thought about coming here with my sister to pay homage to the ancestors..."

Although Fu Jin looks delicate and delicate, he has a quick mouth and gave an explanation immediately.

As soon as the words fell, I saw the mother-in-law Huang walking out of the ancestral hall with a face full of joy.

"You really have a heart, just in time, there are still a few knives of paper left by the old man, so you go in with the old man to worship and worship..."

(End of this chapter)