Duan Dingbang looked slightly startled, and nodded without hesitation after reacting. He seemed to understand why Young Master Liu sighed melancholy before.
Involuntarily, Duan Dingbang's eyes suddenly flashed back to the voice and smile of his father, Duan Canhan, when he was alive.
Although he was still very young when his father died in the battlefield, and many years had passed, Duan Dingbang clearly remembered what his father Duan Canhan looked like when he was still alive.
I remember that my father's back was very majestic, his face was extremely resolute, and he exuded that unique aura that only soldiers can have most of the time.
His father's appearance may seem a bit stern to outsiders, not particularly approachable, but when he looks at his mother, eldest brother, sister, and himself, his eyes are full of tenderness.
It was a look of love towards his wife and a look of deep concern for his children.
It was a kind of gaze that only belonged to a husband and a father. Unfortunately, this gentle gaze had been away from his mother and his three siblings for many years.
It's so many that when you think of it suddenly, you feel like you can't remember it clearly, and it's been so long that you feel like you've been away from a lifetime.
The last scene of his father Duan Dingbang being laid to rest flashed before his eyes, and Duan Dingbang let out a long sigh filled with melancholy.
"Yes, I understand. After I returned to the camp, I temporarily handed over the military affairs in my hands to Lu Chen and the others for temporary supervision. Then I hurried to my father's tomb to pay homage to his spirit in heaven.
Thank you for your majesty’s hard work, I will definitely remember it in my heart.”
Liu Mingzhi looked at Duan Dingbang's sad expression and knew that his words touched the sad past of this young man, so he could only sigh and nodded.
"Oh, Dingbang, it would be great if you could understand my hard work. We, Dalong, are a country of etiquette. Since ancient times, filial piety has been our top priority.
You are about to lead an army thousands of miles away on such a big event. Naturally, you should go to the tomb and inform your father's spirit in heaven. If your father is aware of this, he will definitely bless you to perform extraordinary feats and return safely."
"Your Majesty is right, my father has always loved my son very much when I was young.
If his spirit in heaven knew that I was about to go to the battlefield to open up new territories for my country, I would definitely have silently protected my safe return to my homeland."
Liu Mingzhi nodded slightly, took out the folding fan from his sleeves and flicked it casually, gently fanning the cool breeze.
"By the way, when you go to worship your father this time, please also worship him for me.
Tell him that I miss his old brother very much. Unfortunately, I am busy with state affairs during this period and I really can't spare any free time to pay homage to him.
For the time being, you, my brother, can replace my brother and serve him some good wine, good food, and some sticks of incense."
"I obey your orders, and I will definitely handle the matters entrusted by Your Majesty."
Song Qing, who was following Young Master Liu on his left, also sighed sadly, raised his hand and patted Duan Dingbang's shoulder a few times.
"Dingbang, by the way, help me and uncle pay homage to your father. When the government affairs of the court are free, my uncle will go with your majesty to see him.
Tell your father that as an elder brother, I miss him, but I can’t visit him because I hold an important position, and ask him not to mind."
"Hey, my nephew obeys the order, and I promise to bring what my uncle said.
My father had a forthright personality when he was still alive. If he is alive in heaven, he will definitely understand the difficulties of your majesty and uncle, you two old brothers."
Song Qing nodded with a smile, reached out and took out a banknote from his sleeve and handed it directly to Duan Dingbang.
"Your father was very good at eating and drinking, especially when he was alive, especially without wine. Take this banknote and buy two jars of fine old wine for your father on the way to serve him, so that he can have a good time in heaven.
Have a drink.
I haven’t seen him for so long, even if it’s just me, the big brother, who cares for him.”
Duan Dingbang looked down at the banknote that Song Qing handed to him and was stunned for a moment. After realizing it, he shook his head hurriedly and reached out to push Song Qing's hand back.
"Uncle, the kid has enough money to buy a few jars of fine wine for my father to serve. Please take this banknote back quickly. My nephew can't take it no matter what.
If I know about it, my soul in heaven will definitely blame my nephew."
"Fart, you have only been in the army for a long time. You have not yet gone out to fight and have not made any achievements. You cannot get any rewards from the court. What can you do with your little military pay?
Besides, you are quite old now, so it’s time to save some money to consider your life-long affairs.
Money makes a man brave, you will understand what this sentence means in the future, just accept it."
"No, no, no, uncle, my nephew can't spend much money on military salary when he is in the camp. Moreover, when I was at home, my mother, eldest brother, and sister would often give my nephew a lot of pocket money.
My nephew has been immersed in studying the art of war these years, but he has no money at all except for daily expenses, so the money he has is definitely enough.
My nephew appreciates my uncle's kindness, but my nephew will never accept this banknote."
Song Qing frowned and was about to say something, but Young Master Liu closed the folding fan in his hand and spoke first.
"Dingbang, just accept what your Uncle Song gives you.
If you have money, that's your business. Your Uncle Song's feelings towards your father are your Uncle Song's feelings. These are completely two different things and cannot be confused."
"This...is, I obey."
Duan Dingbang bowed to Song Qing with a grateful expression, and then reached out to take the bank note from Song Qing's hand.
"Uncle, my nephew is so disrespectful. Thank you uncle."
Song Qing smiled lightly and waved his hand casually: "Just keep it if I give it to you. This is the money my uncle gave your father to buy wine. My uncle is willing to do it."
"Yes, my nephew understands."
After listening to the words of Song and Qing, Liu Mingzhi also fumbled in his sleeves. Only after he felt empty did he realize that he was wearing a dragon robe instead of ordinary clothes. When he was wearing a dragon robe, he didn't feel anything at all. The habit of carrying money.
"Chengqian."
"My son is here."
"Do you have any money with you?"
"Go back to Father's Palace, I'll take you with me."
"Give Dingbang one hundred taels of silver and ask him to buy more good wine and food for his father. I will ask your mother and concubine to make up for it later."
"No, no, no, this is what I should do."
Liu Chengqian took out a hundred-tael silver note from his sleeve and handed it to Duan Dingbang with a faint smile.
"Marshal Duan, please accept it."
Duan Dingbang looked at the hundred taels of silver notes handed over by Liu Chengqian with a tangled expression, and was about to refuse when Liu Chengqian spoke again.
"Marshal Duan, this is my father's oral order, just accept it."
Duan Dingbang raised his eyes and glanced at Young Master Liu's back, and took the one hundred taels of silver notes from Duan Dingbang's hand helplessly.
"My Lord, Duan Dingbang, would like to thank Your Majesty and His Highness the Third Prince."
"This is the brotherhood between me, King Wuyi and your father, so there is no need to express our gratitude.
There is no need to say any more polite words, just hurry up and hurry back."
Young Master Liu raised his eyes and glanced at Qinzheng Hall, which was still more than a hundred steps away from him. He put the folded fan into his cuffs, put his hands behind his back and quickened his pace.