Jia Lian didn’t know about this little incident in Liangshui Alley.
He just saw enough of the habits of people at all levels, and knew that even if he gave the order, some people would take chances and secretly do some tricks.
He was also worried that no one would make a raft for him to frighten others, so he asked Zhao Sheng to send people to keep an eye on the thirteen families. If there was any movement, he would just deal with it.
As for Jia Lian himself, after leaving the Lin Mansion, he went straight to Linzi Bo Mansion.
The master seemed to have calculated that he would come, and had already set up a stage in the mansion. Before he could chat with Zhang Shuo and others in a polite manner, he arrested him and said he wanted to test whether his kung fu had deteriorated over the past six months or so.
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Jia Lian was also happy to accept the old man's teachings.
Although the old man is old, and even his title now exceeds that of the old man, the old man is different from him.
The old man's title of first-class earl was entirely based on fighting on the battlefield, with swords and guns, and he was awarded the title in white clothes.
The gold content is much higher than that of a noble who got into the position by relying on the shadow of his ancestors and some sacred scrolls.
Therefore, the moves and training methods taught by the old man were all summed up by his decades of battlefield experience. Even though Jia Lian only practiced with the old man for half a year, he still felt that they were quite beneficial.
At least he is much better than before when he practiced blindly with Zhang Yong.
After some inspection and guidance, he went out to compete with Jia Lian in person. After noticing that Jia Lian was letting the water go, he kicked Jia Lian's butt several times, and then the old man asked the strongest personal guard under his command to replace him.
He competed with Jia Lian.
After the personal guard got his signal and beat Jia Lian violently, the old man sat down at the tea table and let the boy beat his shoulders while laughing happily.
The laughter spread to the backyard, making the ladies and grandmothers in the Zhang family's back house burst into laughter.
Even if no one informed them, they knew that it was the old man's precious grandson who was coming. He had not been so happy for a long time...
Jia Lian rubbed his shoulders, legs and feet, limped down the martial arts stage, came to the old man's side, and bowed silently.
"Haha, are you not happy about being beaten?"
"Don't dare. My grandson is not as good as others and deserves to be beaten."
Jia Lian, who has known the old man's temper for a long time, naturally knows how to make the old man happy.
And half of his appearance is just pretending.
Even with the old man's order, it was impossible for the personal guards to dare to really beat him, but it was just a big thunder and a small rain.
At the old man's greeting, he sat down next to him and took a sip of warm tea. Immediately, a boy came up and also came forward to beat his shoulders and relax his muscles.
Maybe he could see that Jia Lian was a little uncomfortable, so the old man leaned over and asked with a smile: "Do you not like the boy's service? How about I, old man, call a beautiful maid to come and relax your muscles and bones?"
As he spoke, his old face smiled like a chrysanthemum, with a very doting expression.
If Jia Lian had met the old man for the first time, he might have thought he was an old man.
But Jia Lian, who had been deceived before, knew that if he really dared to agree, he would definitely be punished again, so he shook his head quickly.
This made the old man laugh again.
After a while, the old man let the boys go down and suddenly said: "You are very proud now. You have become a marquis at a young age, which is two ranks higher than my title!"
The old man took a long sip of tea, his face full of displeasure, as if he was jealous of Jia Lian.
But Jia Lian knew that the old man had this temperament and would say whatever he wanted. Moreover, true jealousy and dissatisfaction would not be expressed in person.
If the old man was really unhappy about his knighthood, he wouldn't have set up the arena early and made a special trip to wait for him. He wouldn't have smiled so happily just now.
"My grandson is not comparable to my grandpa. The title is earned by one person through hard work.
As a Marquis, my grandson is somewhat lucky, and I still know this, so naturally I don't dare to be proud in front of my grandfather."
"Huh, you kid, there's no need to belittle yourself.
If you have a family background, it is something that is part of your destiny. Thinking back to those days, I secretly hated myself for being born in white and having no one to rely on.
I was especially envious of that old boy Jia Daishan, who clearly wasn't as good as me in kung fu, but he relied on his family background to be better than mine and to be close to the Supreme Emperor. So many good opportunities were snatched away by him.
So in the end, he became the Duke of Rongguo, but I could only be made a count!"
The old man said, feeling a little annoyed, but also looking like he was reminiscing.
Jia Lian only dared to smile slightly. He believed that maybe his grandfather Daishan's kung fu was really not as good as the old man's, but...
Rumor has it that my grandfather, Dai Shan, was both talented in both civil and martial arts, while the old man was an illiterate and a martial artist.
Even in a war, the value of one's force is not determined.
Therefore, it is really hard to tell between the two of them in terms of their ability to talk about truth.
But he didn't dare to say that, otherwise the old man, who was always angry with shame, would definitely not be able to spare him.
"Well, although you have become a Marquis now, old man, I still have some advice to give you.
If you are willing to listen, I will speak. If you are not willing to listen, I will not speak."
After the old man got out of his memories, he saw Jia Lian sitting respectfully beside him, nodded secretly and said.
Jia Lian knew that the old man had such a free and easy personality, so he bowed respectfully and said, "My grandson is willing to listen to grandpa's teachings."
"This is number one. Although old man, I think your title of Marquis is somewhat unqualified. I believe many other people will also think so.
However, when you go out in the future, you are not allowed to show your courteous attitude.
If anyone dares to be rude to you, or choke you with words, you will spit on him hard, and if the opportunity is right, even beat him hard.
Anyway, your title was conferred by the emperor himself, so you can be more domineering and beat him until you dare not say anything. Otherwise, if you are incompetent and envious of other people's wealth, you will definitely push your limits and refuse to give in.
Anyway, remember, you are already a Marquis, and there are few people in the country who are more noble than you. If anyone dares to make you unhappy, just make them even more unhappy."
"Hehehe, my grandson will obey grandpa's orders."
Jia Lian smiled. He knew that the old man had good intentions and was afraid that his mood would be affected by other people's words.
However, in fact, although his military merit alone is not enough to make him a marquis.
But he was not originally a marquis, but was promoted to a marquis.
If the previous dynasties had non-decreasing titles, he should have been destined to become the Duke after his eldest brother (Jia Hu) died!
Even if the titles of this dynasty are reduced from generation to generation, it is to prevent the excessive burden on the country from being too heavy.
But it does not mean that the country will treat its meritorious officials harshly.
Just one thing, of the four princes and eight princes, only Beijing Palace still has the throne. However, although some of these eleven families have very low titles, each family still maintains the appearance and dignity of the palace.
The imperial court's annual salary and sacrificial gifts are also distributed according to the standards of princes and dukes.
Therefore, although he was a second-class general before, in fact, his full title was "Hereditary Rong Guogong, Second-Class Zhenyuan General"!
In other words, his title is based on the title of Rong Guogong.
As a second-class general, he enjoys the treatment of a prince.
Anyone who has been in the system should know that if you enjoy the benefits of that level first, it will be easier to move up in the future.
The same is true when it comes to titles.
Therefore, according to the title system of the Wei Dynasty, if the ancestors were dukes, it would not be too difficult for the descendants to become dukes if they are successful.
My ancestors were marquises, so it is not too difficult to be promoted to marquises.
Of course, the difficulty here is relative to being granted the title of Marquis in White or the title of Duke in White.
In other words, if your ancestor was only an earl and you wanted to go one step further and become a marquis, it would be no different from becoming a marquis in white.
In the same way, if your ancestor was a marquis, it would be difficult to become a duke. It was basically impossible to achieve in the peaceful and prosperous times.
This is the reason why Duke Ji Shan was able to naturally become a first-class Duke of Rongguo.
Because his father is a first-class Duke of Rongguo.
Now Jia Lian is just heading up this road.
His first step is to complete the path of his ancestors...
That is to say, first take over the position of the first-class Duke Rong.
As for whether we can make further progress in the future, that depends on fate!
Besides, apart from his family background, his military achievements are not worth mentioning.
Previously, he had just followed Wang Ziteng to deal with the Tatars. In a full year, although he had made more than ten meritorious deeds, they were all minor achievements.
The combined total is not enough to create a baronet.
When he escorted Princess Zhaoyang out of the border, he encountered the collusion between the third prince of Oara and the Tatars. He won two battles, each involving thousands of people, and beheaded nearly two thousand people.
This is already a relatively qualified military merit.
Not to mention leading the troops from behind and rushing hundreds of miles to rescue them.
Since ancient times, the ability to save a driver has been a mystery.
It can be made a prince or a marquis in big ways, or it can be ignored in small ways. It all depends on how the king views it.
This is why Emperor Ning Kang dared to directly promote him to Marquis.
Otherwise, even if he had the hereditary title of Duke Rong as the basis, Emperor Ningkang would not do this.
After all, according to management, if you want a marquis to appear out of thin air, you must at least wipe out most of an enemy country as big as Wala to be qualified.
Therefore, although Jia Lian knew that he, the Marquis, was lucky enough to be admitted, he did not feel that he was not qualified. Therefore, it was impossible for the old man to worry that he could not withstand the pressure from the outside world and feel ashamed.
He wished that Emperor Ning Kang would directly make him the Duke of the country. As long as there were practical benefits, he would not care about other people's opinions.
"You are a smart man, and you must have understood what I meant, so I won't be too long-winded.
This second point is almost the same as the first point.
You now carry the title of a favorite, and if you go to the battlefield again in the future, you will probably not be as comfortable as before.
Nice romance
Even I am a little jealous of you. You can imagine the jealousy of those who have been in the army for decades and have not obtained high-ranking positions and have no titles at all.
You have to be mentally prepared for this."
Jia Lian also nodded.
"Last point, it's best for us honorable ministers not to get involved in the disputes between the princes, let alone some of the affairs of the Supreme Emperor and His Majesty. This is a top priority, and you should be particularly careful."
Having said this, Mr. Zhang, who had always spoken in a relaxed tone, couldn't help but look a little more solemn.
He really liked his grandson who came to visit him again after ten years, but he didn't want to see him make mistakes because of his lack of experience and ruin his promising future.
When Jia Lian heard this, his expression became serious, and he bowed his head and said: "My grandson, remember what grandpa said. Thank you very much for your advice."
"Haha, I'm just reminding you that you are now deeply trusted and reused by His Majesty. It is impossible to completely avoid these things. It's just the scale that you have to control yourself.
Okay, let’s practice one more time and then have dinner here before going back.”