"Hey, you can't do it, and you won't even let me think about it as your mother. Burning high incense is a must. Back when your father sent you to Pingyang, I thought it was too flat. The Ghost Mother Cult has shrunk back in Jiang Huai for decades, and it's not so easy to earn military merit there. Better to go to Heyuan Prefecture. As a result, before you knew it, it was all cleaned up. Once the fame spread, the restaurant at home, everything went for 60% off, celebrating the Marquis Xingyi becoming a Martial Saint. Am I generous or not? Even the labor costs have to come from me."
Xiang Fangsu gave a thumbs up, "My dad aimed high."
"Of course! Do you have anything in the coming days?"
"There are definitely things to do; there's never a time with nothing. Today is the day of spreading fame, and then there's the investiture ceremony, and the merits of the Southern Frontier and Jiang Huai have to be celebrated. It might take about a month. Why?"
"Introducing you to girls!"
"Hmm..."
