Chapter 189: Conferred a title! Magistrate of Feng County!
His eyes were filled with sadness:
"I do not deserve such praise from Your Majesty."
"In the battle at Bifeng Valley, if Dean Qin had not been willing to sacrifice himself and perish together with Bixuan, there would have been no victory for me."
"It is definitely not as good as Guangnan County."
"My contribution is but a tiny one, not worth mentioning."
When he said this, his voice was even choked with sobs.
"Dean Qin...shouldn't die!!"
…
As Zeng Anmin's voice fell.
Everyone in the field looked towards him.
Good boy!
Scheming!
As we all know, although Zeng's party was newly established, it has already shown signs of stabilizing its position in the court.
And now, Qin Shoucheng, the most important core member of Zeng’s party, died on the battlefield.
Not only did all the officials feel relieved.
It also made Emperor Jianhong completely let down his guard against Zeng Shilin.
But after letting down your guard.
What's left?
Guilty!
A deep sense of guilt.
Qin Shoucheng died fighting for the Great Saint Dynasty!
Although Zeng Shilin was the leader of the Zeng Party, he never engaged in any party struggles, nor did he do anything to harm the court!
Hence, all the previous caution and fear.
After Zeng Anmin's sad voice sounded, Emperor Jianhong naturally felt extremely uncomfortable.
Although he is the emperor.
But he is also human.
really.
As Zeng Anmin's words rang out.
Emperor Jianhong was silent for a while.
He looked at Zeng Anmin, sighed softly and said:
"Good boy, I will never let the people of the world feel disappointed."
"Lord Qin was loyal to his country and slew the Third Rank Great Demon King in battle. He has made great contributions to our human race!"
"He was posthumously granted the title of Duke of Yong'an, and the allowance of a thousand households."
"I will also grant you a red seal and an iron certificate to protect your descendants!"
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone remained silent.
Duke Yongle is a title.
Feeding a thousand households is the benefit of reward.
Although it is not a hereditary title, it is also a symbol of nobility!
With this title and reward, the Qin family members can at least live without worries in this life.
As for the red book and iron certificate, it is known as the golden medal of immunity from death.
As long as he does not commit treason, all his crimes can be pardoned.
Since the founding of the Great Saint Dynasty.
There are only two people who can obtain this iron certificate.
It can be seen that the guilt in His Majesty's heart has reached its extreme.
"I thank your majesty!"
Zeng Anmin breathed a sigh of relief.
Emperor Jianhong could give such a reward.
At least one thing can be seen.
His suspicions towards himself and his son, or towards Zeng's party, had disappeared.
Dean Qin's death, in an invisible way, still protected him and his son.
"As for your reward."
Emperor Jianhong's smile remained unchanged. "I wish to appoint you as the seventh-rank General of Guangbei, commanding an army of 3,000 men. You will continue to lead the Mandarin Duck Army and train it for me to be strong enough to shake the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain!"
"Grant him the title of County Master of Feng County! He will have a fief of 500 households and be a fifth-rank official!"
"how?!"
He looked at Zeng Anmin with a smile.
Noble! !
Really knighted!!
Or the title of county lord!
This is a title! It is impossible to be awarded a title without the contribution of founding a country!
As soon as these words were spoken.
All the officials' eyes changed when they looked at Zeng Anmin.
Even though they had guessed it in their hearts, many people still felt mixed emotions after the reward was actually given.
"Your Majesty, thank you!"
Zeng Anmin felt that if he was even a second slower, it would be disrespectful to the title.
He bowed down without hesitation.
But this time.
Another figure appeared even faster.
Zeng Shilin's face was solemn. He came to Zeng Anmin, bowed to Emperor Jianhong, and said in a deep voice:
"Your Majesty, this reward is absolutely unacceptable!"
As soon as these words were spoken.
Don't talk about others.
Zeng Anmin was stunned.
He looked at his father's back, feeling a little confused.
No, it’s a title, Dad!
The kind that can be inherited!
Even if I, your son, am gone in the future, your grandson will have no worries about food and clothing!
"Um?"
Emperor Jianhong frowned and looked at Zeng Shilin in front of him.
"My dear Zeng, why do you say that?"
The voice was calm.
Zeng Shilin took a deep breath:
"Let's not talk about the title. As a Confucian scholar, I should learn Confucianism, take the path of the imperial examination, and contribute my talents to the Great Sage Dynasty."
"I can't take on the position of General Guangbei!"
He looked at Emperor Jianhong with a very serious expression.
"oh?"
Emperor Jianhong raised his brows slightly.
Soon, a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.
He shook his head lightly and smiled: "It was I who was negligent."
"Quan Fu was so majestic on the battlefield that I forgot he was a Confucianist."
Having said that, he patted his head lightly and looked at Zeng Anmin.
Shairan smiled and said, "Then I will appoint you as the Chief Clerk of the Imperial College, a seventh-rank official. This will not hinder your imperial examinations."
"how?"
As soon as these words were spoken.
Zeng Anmin's heart moved slightly.
He heard two words from Emperor Jianhong's fluent tone.
Testing!! Using military power as a test to see if he would accept it or not.
The title doesn't matter!
The main one is General Guangbei.
Although he is a general of miscellaneous title, he also has the military power of three thousand!
Still in Beijing!
This is a big taboo!
Emperor Jianhong was extremely wary of civil officials holding military power!
If I had really dared to agree just now, I might have been deeply feared by him!
And not only myself, but even my father will be involved.
Old fox!
After Zeng Anmin figured it out, his expression calmed down. He nodded seriously and said to Emperor Jianhong:
“Thank you, Your Majesty!!”
"Wu Qianfeng, since you, my dear Zeng, don't want this position, how about I give it to you as a reward?"
After seeing Zeng Anmin's reaction, Emperor Jianhong felt rare joy in his heart.
He started joking in front of all the officials.
He looked at Wu Qianfeng who was standing behind Zeng Anmin with a smile.
Wu Qianfeng didn't hesitate at all.
He was a soldier and didn't care about this.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward!"
Wu Qianfeng was a rather honest man, so he grinned and took it.
"As for the eldest princess."
Emperor Jianhong slowly raised his head and looked towards the eldest princess.
His biological sister.
The princess calmly clasped her fists towards Emperor Jianhong:
"As a member of the royal family, it is our duty to serve the Great Saint Dynasty. Your Majesty does not need to mention rewards."
"Haha, you will be rewarded!"
Emperor Jianhong was extremely confident in his sister. He laughed heartily and said:
"If I don't reward you, I will lose my credibility with all the officials! Don't let me fall into injustice!"
…………
The rewards we are talking about now are just talk.
The actual reward will have to wait until after the welcoming banquet.
It will be sealed in the main hall at that time, making it more solemn.
Princess Zeng Anmin and three men, Wu Qianfeng, followed Emperor Jianhong.
Surrounded by officials, he headed towards the capital.
"This humble official has met County Master Zeng. You are so popular today! I envy you so much!"
Just entered the crowd.
Zeng Anmin was surrounded by some officials and praised.
"Yes! The title of County Master. Our Great Saint Dynasty has conferred this kind of founding title for a long time!"
"Zeng County Master's demeanor is truly something I long for! Today, I am hosting you, and I hope you will do me a favor and come to the Jiaofangsi for a chat!"
"Haha, I'll go there too. I truly admire Master Zeng's demeanor on the battlefield, and I really want to hear him describe it in person. His heroic spirit on the battlefield was unstoppable!"
…………
For the kindness shown by these unfamiliar officials.
Zeng Anmin naturally declined.
He smiled softly at them and said, "Excuse me, colleagues. I've been away on this expedition for a long time, and I miss my parents terribly..."
"Let's do it another day!"
"Oh! It was indeed my negligence. I apologize. I will talk to the county magistrate again in a few days!"
"Look at my head, it's true."
“…………”
After entering the city.
The enthusiasm of the people can be felt to the extreme.
Almost all the buildings on the street are occupied.
Countless people are looking forward to Zeng Anmin.
Some even set up ladders and climbed to the top just to see what Zeng Anmin looked like.
Zeng Anmin riding on a horse.
His face looked a little dazed.
When he left Beijing to go to war, he had a little fame.
But it is more circulated among students and intellectuals.
But after this battle.
His fame has reached the ears of the people.
He could feel it clearly.
The eager, reverent, and respectful gazes of the people around him.
“Becoming famous.”
His eyes looked towards the street.
The black mass was almost entirely filled with human heads.
"fine."
The corners of his mouth slowly curled up.
"Chief Clerk of the Imperial College, seventh rank."
"The Magistrate of Feng County, a fifth-rank official."
"From now on, I'm finally no longer a young bird under Daddy's wings."
"I can barely hold up the sky!"
There was a deep light in his eyes.
He looked up.
It seems like I see a day in the future.
He reached the pinnacle of the world with his own body!
Admired by thousands of people!
Recited by later generations!
…
"Go home."
When it gets dark.
The Zeng family father and son finally had some free time.
On the streets of the capital.
Zeng Shilin patted Haodaer's shoulder, and his voice was so gentle for the first time.
"father."
Zeng Anmin pursed his lips and looked up at his father:
"I want to go to the Qin family."
When Zeng Shilin heard this, his expression stiffened.
He forced a smile and nodded, "Go and comfort Miss Wanyue."
Speaking of this.
Zeng Shilin's eyes became extremely deep.
He looked at Zeng Anmin and said, "Qin Shoucheng was my father's best friend. Now that he is dead, his family will be well protected by our Zeng family."
After saying this, he looked at Zeng Anmin seriously and said:
"Father has a plan for you to marry Wanyue. What do you think?"
Zeng Anmin's expression was slightly stunned.
He raised his head and looked at Zeng Shilin seriously:
"Dad, I want to know what the plan in your mind is."
"I'll just be watching from the sidelines during this battle."
"Uncle Qin, you didn't have to die!"
Zeng Shilin did not answer.
He just looked at Zeng Anmin calmly and said:
"I'm going to ask you, are you willing to marry Wanyue?"
"If you wish, I can make a marriage contract with you two."
See dad avoids answering.
Zeng Anmin took a deep breath, his expression turned cold:
"Since my father doesn't want to tell me, I will slowly find the answer myself in the future."
"As for marrying Wanyue, I have no grudges, but I need to ask Sister Qin's opinion first."
"Besides, the child is still young, it's not appropriate to talk about marriage. Let's put this matter aside for now."
After saying that, he turned around.
Heading towards the Qin family.
Only the back of Zeng Shilin's head was left.
Seeing Zeng Anmin leave so decisively.
Zeng Shilin clenched his fists lightly.
After a long time.
In the end, he said nothing and got into the carriage with the help of his servants.
…………
In the entire capital, perhaps the only place that was completely different from the people celebrating on the streets was the Qin Mansion.
Qin Mansion.
As if shrouded in shadow.
The sad and silent atmosphere spread from the gate to the hall.
Everyone in the Qin Mansion wore mourning cloth on their heads and mourning clothes on their bodies.
On the day the battle report arrived.
Mrs. Qin fainted and passed away.
Qin Shoucheng's only daughter, Qin Wanyue, cried all day long.
The coffin, the hoe, everything was slowly arranged in the butler's silence.
Just waiting for Qin Shoucheng's body to be transported back.
Hold a funeral.
Qin Wanyue sat in the courtyard with a numb expression.
She looked up blankly.
Look at the willow tree in the yard.
It is now approaching July.
The capital city was also scorching hot.
The young branches of the willow tree are extremely green.
"Father……"
The tears have dried up.
Qin Wanyue's almond-shaped eyes were dull, desperate and silent.
She stood up numbly and walked slowly towards Qin Shoucheng's favorite study.
In the study.
Qin Wanyue's fingers slowly stroked the calligraphy left by Qin Shoucheng.
She looked at the calligraphy.
It was as if I saw my father’s serious figure.
Qin Wanyue looked up and saw a copy of the calligraphy that was hidden deepest among the many copies.
On that copybook.
Four big characters are outlined.
"Use yourself as bait."
See these four big words.
Qin Wanyue couldn't hold back her tears any longer and they fell.
"I've been fishing all my life."
"Never fails..."
"Yue'er! Look at the big fish I just caught!"
"Haha, Dad! The housekeeper told everyone that you bought this fish from the market..."
In my mind, a series of warm pictures flashed through my mind.
She pursed her lips tightly.
I don't know what to say.
She looked at the words.
Tears welled up in my eyes involuntarily.
"Miss, County Master Zeng is here to visit."
A maid's voice sounded sadly in Qin Wanyue's ears.
"Don't be too sad... I've seen everything these days..."
When Qin Wanyue heard her words, she quickly wiped the tears from her face, lifted her skirt and stepped over the threshold.
Looking outside the courtyard:
"Brother Quan Fu is here?"
"Well, County Master Zeng is already waiting for you in the main hall."
"Um."
Qin Wanyue's lips were tightly pursed.
She took out a handkerchief from her bosom.
He wiped the tears from his face carefully again.
Then he walked towards the main hall.
…
Light footsteps were heard.
Zeng Anmin knew it without turning around.
The familiar footsteps belonged to Sister Qin.
"Brother Quan Fu."
Qin Wanyue's voice rang out.
Haggard, sad, lonely...
This was the first time Zeng Anmin heard such a voice from Qin Wanyue's mouth.
In my memory, Sister Qin was always smiling.
It seemed as if nothing could stop her quiet smile.
He turned slowly.
Look deeply at that figure.
Qin Wanyue's figure was in front of the door of the main hall.
Their eyes met.
Zeng Anmin felt very upset.
He slowly said, "Sister Qin, you have lost a lot of weight."
Hearing what he said.
Qin Wanyue no longer cared about her manners.
I warned myself a thousand times not to say a word about the situation in front of my younger brother Quan Fu, but it instantly became a joke.
Tears once again overwhelmed his tear ducts.
She pursed her lips tightly.
Let the tears flow out.
But he couldn't utter a word.
"Uncle Qin's death is all my fault."
Zeng Anmin looked at Qin Wanyue: "I didn't trust him well on the battlefield..."
Qin Wanyue wanted to say something.
I just felt a slight blackness in front of my eyes.
His body staggered violently.
"Sister Qin!!"
A pair of warm, clean arms held her in their embrace.
Soft fragrance enters my arms.
However, there was no romance in the hearts of both of them.
(End of this chapter)
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