Chapter 7 Good Luck



In the court, the emperor was overjoyed and praised Rong Baichuan highly, asking him what reward he wanted.

Rong Baichuan immediately knelt on one knee, took out something from his arms, and held it up with both hands.

"Your Majesty, now that all lost territory has been recovered and our country is stable, I earnestly request Your Majesty to grant me a sinecure, allowing me to spend more time at home caring for my wife and children."

He spoke firmly and really wanted to be at home with his wife and children.

When these words were spoken, the court officials were in an uproar.

With Rong Baichuan's current achievements and fortune, it would not be too much for him to want to be a king of a different surname.

He actually... voluntarily handed over the military order!

Go home to take care of your wife and children?

This person is really wasting resources!!

Little did they know that Rong Baichuan didn't like the high position and just wanted to stay by his wife's side every day.

After fifteen years of marriage, the couple has spent less than five years together.

If it weren't for the interests of my country and my family, I would have given up on being a general long ago.

The Marquis of Annan only had the title but no real power. He stood on the outside of the court officials, far away from his son in the middle, and was unable to stop it at all.

I was so anxious that I wanted to jump up and down.

What a misfortune for our family!

After fighting for such great achievements, he not only did not ask for any favors, but also handed over all the power.

Treason!

The emperor was stunned at first, then burst into laughter.

"Okay, okay... Rong Qing's reputation as a henpecked man is well-deserved. I'm afraid he's often scolded for not being able to go home, right?"

He couldn't help but tease.

"No, no, absolutely not." Rong Baichuan immediately denied, "My wife at home is gentle and virtuous, well-educated and well-mannered. She is definitely not what the outside world says. It's all because I am incompetent and cannot live without my wife. Your Majesty, please don't tarnish her reputation."

You can say he is useless, but you can’t say bad things about Qin Nanjing.

After hearing this, Qin Taifu turned his head away, feeling a little embarrassed.

But seeing him defending his daughter like this, he couldn't help but feel happy.

The emperor was naturally very happy that the soldiers voluntarily handed over their military power.

He retained the title of General Guarding the Nation and was required to be on call at any time.

He was also given a position as the third-rank assistant minister of the Ministry of War.

The emperor values ​​Rong Baichuan very much.

After leaving court, Rong Baichuan was anxious to go home to see his wife, and disappeared in a flash.

"Lord Rong, your son is truly... a rare talent!" An old minister gave a thumbs up to Marquis Annan.

"More than that, no one can match his noble character." Another person curled his lips, obviously not really praising him.

Rong Baichuan's actions made those who had done small deeds and wanted to ask for rewards in the future somewhat hesitant.

The emperor also had a target to reject.

I can already imagine that the emperor will say in the future, "Look at that so-and-so..."

"Marquis Rong is truly a man of good teaching. Now that his family has prospered, he's completely blocking the way for others..."

Hearing the sarcastic congratulations, Marquis Annan's face turned purple with anger. He snorted heavily and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Annan Marquis Mansion.

Rong Baichuan came back happily carrying a bag of osmanthus cakes.

As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he was stopped by Butler Chen, "General, the Marquis wants you to go to the main hall."

"I'll go back to the main courtyard first and then go over there."

Jingniang likes to eat osmanthus pastry while it is hot.

"General..." Butler Chen looked embarrassed.

Most likely he wants to cause trouble about what happened in the morning court.

Rong Baichuan had no choice but to ask Wang Ren to send the osmanthus pastry back and gave him special instructions.

"Tell my wife that I waited in line for half an hour to buy it."

When I arrived at the main hall, I saw the old man and Rong Qiwang sitting in the hall, their faces as dark as charcoal.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing the person coming, Rong Qiwang immediately asked:

"Didn't you agree to ask for an official position for me? Why are you only asking for yourself? What about mine?"

Rong Baichuan rolled his eyes at him and looked at the old man, "Father, what do you want from me?"

"Why did you hand over your military power today in the court? Do you know how many people dream of it?!"

The old man roared and slammed the rosewood table.

"That thing originally belonged to His Majesty, so what's wrong with me giving it to him?"

Rong Baichuan asked sincerely.

"You..." The old man was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"You unfilial son, you want to piss me off to death!"

The old man held his chest and gasped.

"Tsk..., stop pretending, Dad. You're in good health. I've seen you pass out over the years, and I haven't seen you die."

Rong Baichuan said helplessly:

"Don't you just want me to get an official position for your second brother? No problem, you don't have to ask His Majesty, I can get one for him too."

As he spoke, he wrapped his arms around Rong Qi Wang's neck and dragged him out.

"Just leave it to me. I can get him one no matter how high his rank is."

Seeing Rong Baichuan's solemn promise, Rong Qiwang smiled flatteringly.

"Brother, what kind of official position do you want? It doesn't have to be very high, just being able to manage dozens or even hundreds of people will be fine."

Rong Qiwang is neither good at literature nor at martial arts, and has been living a life of idleness and waiting for death until now.

I don’t know what’s wrong with him, but he suddenly wants to be an official.

"Not just hundreds of people, thousands of them are under your care." Rong Baichuan raised a cunning arc at the corner of his lips.

Arriving at the front yard, Rong Baichuan handed the person over to Wang Ren.

"Take him to Li Yi and let him train him well. I hope that after a year, my good brother can be on equal footing with him."

Wang Ren gasped after hearing this. "General, are you sure? You want to tell Lieutenant General Li that you'll be on equal terms within a year? And you want to be on equal terms with him?"

Don't you have any idea about your brother's physical fitness?

If the deadline is one year, Lieutenant General Li will definitely give him devilish training.

One day might cost him half his life.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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