Chapter 705 No Regrets

Chapter 705 No Regrets

Dong Shi pursed her lips and sat there silent for a while.

The son is still alive, she already knows.

But her husband... She heard that Ah Bao personally took her husband's head back from the enemy's camp, so there is definitely no possibility of her surviving.

Birthday... Ah Bao must miss his grandfather and father.

At this time, Bai Qingyan was standing in front of the many tablets of the Bai family's ancestral hall, with one hand covering his heart, and the other holding incense...pointing at the flickering candle to light the incense.

The gate outside the ancestral hall was closed tightly, and Steward Hao and Lu Ping led the guards of the Bai family to guard outside the ancestral hall of the Bai family.

In the solemn ancestral hall with double eaves, six carved huanghuali wood partitions are open. In the ancestral hall, the hanging curtains hanging from the sandalwood beams are hooked by copper hooks on both sides of the black sandalwood pillars at the base of the pillars. The flames of hundreds of copper lotus oil lamps standing on the elevated shelves on the left and right sides of the ancestral hall are flickering, blending the warm colors of the solemn and quiet ancestral hall.

On top of the many wiped clean black and bright tablets, white smoke rises from the gilt Boshan incense burner.

The candlelight flickered on and off, reflecting Bai Qingyan's pale and flawless facial features, making her eyes look dark and resolute.

She lit the incense, extinguished the flames on the three incense sticks with her hands, lifted the incense over her head respectfully with both hands, inserted it into the incense burner, knelt on the futon and kowtowed three times, and knelt on the futon covering her painful heart. Staring quietly at the tablets of grandfather and father, there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes.

Those trivial past events, like shocking dust, reminded her of the ceremony at the age of fifteen. At that time, she went out with her grandfather and father, and did not do any ceremony...

That day was the same as today, the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly.

She and her father chose small characters for her in her grandfather's handsome tent.

Dazzling light came in from outside the big tent at noon, and she and her father knelt in front of her grandfather's desk, looking at the words written on the paper by her grandfather, her father frowned, and looked up at him: "Father, What kind of characters did you give Abao? Mingshan is not like a daughter’s small characters! And this...Mingqi, dad, are you fooling around? My son’s generation is based on the characters of Qi, and Abao takes the characters. You have to avoid it!"

Grandfather pointed at the word Mingshan on it, and said, "So I changed it to Mingshan!"

The father's face was full of reluctance, so he could only ask: "Good daughter's house, the small character Mingshan... What is this to say, I think I chose it better, and it is best to call it Chang'an! Chang'an Chang'an... From Changjiuan, Bao, what do you say!"

Before she could open her mouth, the grandfather said again: "Zhou Zhixing also, the bird sings in Qishan, this is the small character I chose for A Bao. Although A Bao is a woman, she was born to be a general. Be ruthless to yourself, in the future, as long as Ah Bao is not confined to the back house, he will surely be able to fight for hegemony in this troubled world, become famous on the battlefield as a woman, become a general admired by future generations like the ancestors of the Bai family, and become the government of our country... ...and even the most dazzling woman in the Great Jin Kingdom!"

Bai Qingyan's throat rolled, her mind was filled with the image of her grandfather looking at her with a smile and full of expectation.

Later, her small print was not finalized.

Her grandfather took the small character "Mingshan" for her because she had high hopes.

Her father chose the small character "Chang'an" for her because of the deep love between father and daughter.

She gritted her teeth and raised her tearful eyes to look at her grandfather's tablet.

During Zhou Zhixing's reign, birds and birds sang in Qishan.

And the prosperity of the new dynasty must begin at Niujiao Mountain in Shuoyang.

Bai Qingyan straightened up and respectfully kowtowed to the ancestors of the Bai family, determined to rebel against the imperial power of the Lin family, and solemnly informed the ancestors.

The Bai family has protected the people for generations, such a rotten and festering imperial power of the Lin family of Jin...is not worthy of being the king of the people!

She asked herself that there was nothing she could do to put the royal family on the right path, and if she wanted to replace them, if she violated the loyalty of the Bai family ancestors to the Lin family's imperial power for generations, after death...she must personally apologize.

Her eyes were calm, and she kowtowed heavily...

Outside the six opened doors of the ancestral hall, the wind blows...the dead leaves are whirling and rustling.

The gilt copper hook hung on the ebony pillar swayed, and the hundreds of lotus oil lamps in the ancestral hall suddenly swayed from side to side, and even the white smoke that was still curling up from the gilt Boshan incense burner was blown out for a moment.

Kneeling on the futon and kowtowing, Bai Qingyan tightened her palms, raised her head, and stared at the tablets like a torch, and finally landed on the tablets of her grandfather and father.

If it is said that before, Bai Qingyan thought of her grandmother... worried that the people would be exhausted by the flames of war, and there was still a little hesitation... hesitating whether to reverse the imperial power of the Lin family, or to help the crown prince ascend the throne and try to make it right.

This time the prince wanted to build a nine-tiered platform for the emperor, which completely made Bai Qing give up the idea of ​​rectifying the prince.

"The original intention of the Bai family army was to serve the people! Loyalty to the Lin family's imperial power...is also for the people. Bai Qingyan dare not forget the ambition of the Bai family passed down from generation to generation, and dare not forget the achievements of Haiyan, Heqing and the peace of the world." Bai Qing There were tears in Yan's eyes when he spoke, and his voice was calm, but it seemed to have sonorous force, "The Bai family army has always been the barrier of Jin, but it is now regarded as a traitor by His Majesty! Bai Qingyan is not a saint. Although I dare not say that the imperial power is entirely for the people, it is also for selfish hatred, but...Bai Qing said that he will do his best in this life to calm the world! I will not change my intention! I will not regret it!"

After finishing speaking, Bai Qingyan kowtowed.

The strong wind that had just blown suddenly disappeared into the Bai family ancestral hall, the light of the lotus oil lamp swayed gently, and the light smoke from the gilded Boshan incense burner was still curling up, if it weren't for Bai Qingyan's skirt was stained with withered dust brought in by the wind from the yard Ye, as if the gust of wind had never appeared.

Bai Qingyan stood up, leaning on the carved partition of the ancestral hall, bent down to slap the dead leaves off the skirt, and stepped out of the ancestral hall...

It was still sunny outside when Bai Qingyan came in, but suddenly a large drop of rain fell on Bai Qingyan's feet, and it rained heavily in a short while.

The heavy outer door of the ancestral hall was pushed open, Lu Ping braved the rain and ran all the way under the double eaves of the ancestral hall, patted the rain on his shoulders, smiled and said to Bai Qingyan, "Miss, this sunny rain is a good sign , Usually those who come come and go quickly, will the eldest girl wait for the rain to stop for a while before going back, or leave now?"

Bai Qingyan looked back at the brightly lit ancestral hall, the corners of his lips curled up, which was probably a good sign.

"Go back!" Bai Qing said.

Lu Ping asked Chuntao to come in with an umbrella, and held Bai Qingyan out of the ancestral hall with the umbrella.

Chuntao got into the carriage first, and was about to support Bai Qingyan into the carriage when she heard someone calling Bai Qingyan.

"Princess Zhen Guo..."

Bai Qingyan paused. In the bright sun and heavy rain, he turned his head and looked towards the other side of the alley, only to see an old man in a white cloth wide-sleeved gown, who looked like a fairy, saluted Bai Qingyan with a smile.

The old man was covered with silver hair and wore a jade crown. Beside him were two disciples, a guard holding an umbrella, and a little boy. The old man's servant followed behind in a green-enclosed carriage.

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