Chapter 561: Feeling like a world apart

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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 Anren, when he was alive.

Although he was still very young when his father died in the battlefield, and many years have passed, Duan Dingbang clearly remembers what his father Duan Canbear looked like when he was still alive.

Yao remembered that his father's back was very majestic, his face was extremely resolute, and he exuded the 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 look that only belonged to a husband and a father. Unfortunately, this gentle look had been away from his mother and his three siblings for many years.

It's been so long that you feel like you can't remember it clearly when you think of it suddenly, 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 painstaking efforts. Your Majesty Duan Dingbang will definitely remember it in your 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 painstaking efforts. We, Dalong, are a country of etiquette. Since ancient times, filial piety has been our top priority.

You are about to lead an army on an expedition of thousands of miles, so naturally you should go to the tomb to inform your father's spirit in heaven. If your father had any knowledge, he would 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 the spirit of his old man 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, the state affairs are busy during this period, and I really can't spare the 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 and raised his hand to pat Duan Dingbang's shoulder a few times.

"Dingbang, by the way, help me and my 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 bold 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 bank note 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 such a long time, even if I, the big brother, have shown some concern 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 money on him, enough 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 knew this, I would 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 now quite old, so it’s time to save some money to consider your life-long affairs.

Money makes a man bold. You will understand what this sentence means in the future, so just accept it. "

"No, no, no, uncle, my nephew can't spend much money on military salary in the camp. Moreover, when I was at home, my mother, elder brother, and sister would often give my nephew a lot of pocket money.

My nephew has been immersed in studying the art of war for these years. He has no money to spend except for daily expenses, so the money he has is definitely enough.

The nephew accepted his uncle's kindness, but he could never accept the 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 for 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. After he fumbled, he realized 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 will take you with me."

"Give one hundred taels of silver to Dingbang 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 decree, 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.

"Thank you very much, Your Majesty, Duan Dingbang. Thank you very much, 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.

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