"The officials want to canonize Miss Fang?"
When Captain Gao, who was playing ball with a group of servants in the backyard, heard this, he stopped playing ball and hurried back to the house to change clothes.
He hurried towards the front yard and happened to run into Fang Baihua and Huang who had just changed back to their regular clothes.
"Husband, the official family is going to confer a title on Baihua. We are not outsiders, so why don't we go over and have a look?"
Seeing her husband coming quickly, Huang raised her hand and greeted him.
Facing his beloved wife Huang, Gao Qiu naturally couldn't say no. What's more, he was also quite curious, why did the official family want to canonize Miss Fang at this time?
After all, my own son had just written a letter saying that it would still be several months before he could return home.
"My husband estimates that our Dalang must have successfully completed the mission, and the officials are very happy.
Considering that our elder man will start a family after his return, we consecrated Mrs. Fang in advance to show our favor. "
After hearing her husband's reasonable and irrefutable analysis, Huang was convinced.
"My husband's words make sense. Speaking of which, the officials really dote on our elder man. At a young age, he is already a member of the Imperial Academy.
I'm afraid that in the future, our Gao family will be able to have a prime minister, and that will be truly a blessing from our ancestors..."
Having said this, Huang's steps could not help but slow down. Taiwei Gao Qiu's expression changed slightly and he spoke quickly.
"Madam, let's go to Fang's Mansion first. Little Madam Fang's brother is not in the mansion today, so we are considered elders and can support the scene for her."
"...That's what my husband said. Anyway, we have to pay homage to our ancestors and there is no rush for this moment, so let's go over there quickly."
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Yang Jian looked at the little lady Fang in front of him, who was even taller than half his head.
Then I recalled that when I first met Xiao Gao, the champion, he was such a little person and wanted to marry such a woman who could be called a strong woman as his wife.
He didn't know who carried whom into the bridal chamber. When he thought of this, Yang Jian could hardly control his emotions and laughed on the spot.
Fortunately, Miss Fang was listening to the order at this time and did not see the strange smile on the dead eunuch's face.
When she heard that the emperor had conferred the title of fourth-class "Shuo Ren" on her, Mrs. Fang, who could be regarded as having both civil and military skills, accepted the imperial edict and saw clearly the word "Shuo" inside, and couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart.
I always felt that this was a bad taste of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, who had the reputation of being a coward.
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At this moment, Yang Jian cleared his throat, raised his eyes, and saw Captain Gao and his wife coming forward.
In particular, Mrs. Huang, the wife of the Taiwei, pulled the little lady Fang who had just finished thanking her and murmured happily.
After enduring for a long time, Yang Jian could only bite the bullet and take a step forward.
"Madam, I'm sorry. In addition to sending us here to convey the message, the officials also have oral instructions to communicate with Fang Shuo."
Gao Qiu and his wife could only watch as Yang Jian led Fang Baihua to the side.
Facing Fang Baihua's curious and inquiring expression, Yang Jian showed a gentle smile.
"Speaking of this matter, it has something to do with the agreement that Zhuangyuan Gong had with Wu Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites..."
Looking at the confused Miss Fang Baihua in front of him, Yang Jian could only say sorry silently.
Who can blame this? Who told your future husband to challenge the nearly eighty-year-old Wu Zhizhong? The point is, the emperor, who has always had a clear mind, listened to him.
Anyway, this matter has a lot to do with your future husband being too good at it.
Of course, Yang Jian can become the first confidant of the official family, and he is also a master of words. He knows what news should be said, what should not be said, and what things can only be understood but not expressed.
When Yang Jian said goodbye and left, Miss Fang Baihua stood there, feeling that this was not at all like the emperor's decree.
It seems that the emperor used the mouth of Yang Zhongguan to tell himself about the agreement between Xiao Langjun and Wu Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites...
Of course, Yang Jian also said that the official family was very satisfied with Mrs. Fang being able to become the wife of Xiao Gao, and would not have any objections.
This immediately confused Miss Fang. Where is this going?
Gao Qiu and Mr. Huang saw Yang Jian whispering to his future daughter-in-law for a long time.
The future daughter-in-law looked confused, as if she had heard something unbelievable, and she still hadn't come back to her senses until Yang Jian left.
Over there, Lieutenant Gao naturally followed Yang Jian immediately, and in the name of seeing off, he inquired about the news from Yang Jian.
Yang Jian was also helpless. He didn't expect that when he came to deliver a message, he happened to meet Xiao Gao's parents.
Now that he was caught, it was impossible not to say anything, so he could only squeak. Until he reached the door of Fang Mansion, Yang Jian gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, lowering his voice until it came out of his own mouth and entered Gao Qiu's mouth. ears.
"What?!" Captain Gao exclaimed, his eyes widening in an exaggerated manner.
But when he saw Yang Jian raising his finger to signal silence, he resisted the idea of grabbing Yang Jian's clothes and asked, and watched helplessly as Yang Jian got on his horse and rode away with his whip.
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"...Is this, this, this possible?"
As soon as she followed her husband back to the house, she was pulled into the study room by her husband. Huang, who was muttering in a low voice, was also shocked and her eyes widened.
"Yang Jian is the first confidant of the official family. If you can tell the news from his mouth, I estimate that it must be 70% to 80% credible."
"But if the officials do this, then our elder brother..."
Seeing Huang's confused and at a loss expression, Captain Gao felt the same way.
But he still comforted her with gentle words.
"It doesn't matter, Yang Jian said anyway, officials have their own place to make decisions.
Let you and I feel at ease. As long as we don’t make mistakes, our eldest son will be the prime minister and assistant of the Song Dynasty..."
"Really?" Huang looked at her husband Gao Qiu somewhat unconfidently.
After Gao Qiu hesitated for a moment, he nodded firmly, expressing his certainty and determination.
"No, no, I always feel empty inside my body and mind, and I feel so hung up..."
Although Mrs. Huang was comforted by her husband, she still felt unsure after all. After thinking for a long time, she suddenly patted her husband's arm.
"I remembered it. I just said that I wanted to pay homage to our ancestors. Now let's go and pay homage quickly so that we can ask our ancestors to protect our great man."
Seeing his beloved wife's attitude that she might not be able to sleep if she didn't burn a few dollars today, Gao Qiu could only nod his head sadly.
"What the lady said is absolutely true. My husband also wants to have a good chat with his ancestors. I hope they can continue to bless our husband's fortune."
Guan Ding Fukang received the news that his wife and his master were worshiping their ancestors together. Naturally, he did not dare to neglect. He immediately brought a cart of money and paper and bundles of incense candles.
That night, the Gao family's ancestral hall once again saw green smoke billowing straight into the sky. The tablets of the ancestors became more and more shiny, as transparent as jade...
(End of chapter)
