Although the rumors will not dissipate immediately, Xu Miaojin's action was like pulling out the fire and making this storm a thing of the past.
The best proof is that in early December, Wang Xian was granted the title of Uncle Zhongyong, and the decree of earning a thousand shi of salary was finally issued. This dynasty is extremely stingy in granting titles to people with different surnames. Except for the founding heroes and the Jingnan heroes, these entrepreneurial veterans are not allowed to
Apart from being granted no title, only those who have made extraordinary contributions will be awarded a title.
Wang Xian saved the country and put down the rebellion, so he was granted the title of earl... Of course, although the earl is only the lowest rank among those with different surnames, it is still a superior noble, ranking above the first-rank officials!
This obviously means that the emperor has let go of the rumors...
On the day when the decree was announced, all the ministers in Beijing came to express their congratulations, and the entrance to Wang Xian's house became crowded. Amidst the crackling firecrackers, a plaque inscribed by the emperor's handwriting with the name "Lord and Yong Bo Mansion" slowly rose up and was fixed on the lintel of Wang Xian's house.
superior.
Looking at the four shining golden characters, my parents were so excited that they couldn't help themselves. When they were in Fuyang, they never dreamed of having such a glorious day!
It is indeed so beautiful. So many uncles and marquises have come, not to mention the elders of Shangshuge... These big shots who seemed unattainable in the past are now respectfully saluting the old couple, one by one.
"Fengjun", the old couple were called to death, even though they didn't know what kind of ghost "Fengjun" was.
"Congratulations." A few guests were sent in, and a red-faced young man came. When the old couple saw that he was so young, they thought to themselves that he must be a young man from some family, so they smiled and nodded without paying much attention.
"Duke Cheng Guo has arrived!" Fortunately, there was a call at this moment, and the old couple realized that the young man standing in front of them was actually Zhu Yong, Duke Cheng Guo of the Ming Dynasty! He was extremely well-behaved. Dukes of the Ming Dynasty were rarer than princes.
, there are only a few of them in total, all of them are famous men of God who have made great contributions to the country... or their sons.
"Oh, it turns out it's the father-in-law. I'm disrespectful and disrespectful." The old couple immediately looked frightened. Although they had seen the prince and grandson many times and were not interested in the father-in-law at all, they couldn't annoy others and cause trouble for their son.
"Where is it?" Unexpectedly, the prince was too polite and treated himself as a junior from the very beginning: "Uncle and aunt, please don't be polite. Brother Wang Xian and I have a life-long friendship, so you just think of me as a junior."
Nephew, we will often visit each other from now on."
"Hey, okay, okay, please come in..." Wang Xingye nodded and said with a smile, "Let's have a nice drink later."
"You two elders, please go in." Zhu Yong pushed Wang Xingye and his wife in, and stood at the door and said, "I know everyone in Beijing, and I will welcome the guests for you..." Seeing that the elder couple looked shocked,
He smiled and said: "Why, are you embarrassing the second elder?"
"Look at what you said." Wang Xingye and his wife said to themselves: "I am afraid that only the emperor has the dignity to let the Duke stand at the door to greet guests?" "It can't be done, it can't be done!"
"What can't be done?" Zhu Yong said with a smile: "Wang Xian and I are brothers! You two can go in and have a rest." After saying this, he persuaded the old couple to go in.
As soon as Wang Xingye and his wife turned their heads, the panic on their faces disappeared and was replaced by a look of pride. Aunt Wang said with a smile: "You see, my son is so good at it! Even the Duke of the country treats him as a fool.
brother!"
"Hey, it turns out that each generation is stronger than the last..." Wang Xingye said with some sadness, "But no matter how successful he is, he still has to call me daddy."
"Virtue!" I smiled broadly...
Wang Xian sent the guests in. When he came out, he saw Zhu Yong greeting the guests at the door. He couldn't help but be happy: "Where did the song come from, sir?"
"Oh brother," Zhu Yong said with a smile: "Brother, I don't sing anything, I just really want to be a brother with you."
"You are too polite, sir," Wang Xian said with a faint smile: "It's just the beauty of an adult. It takes a little effort, so it's not worth mentioning."
"It's not because of that incident," Zhu Yong said sternly: "Of course, it was also because of that incident that I saw clearly that you are definitely a trustworthy person. If you think highly of me, you can call me 'brother' instead. If you look down on me, you
Just call me father-in-law, and I’ll turn around and leave.”
"Hey..." Wang Xian couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Then just stand here."
"Okay." Zhu Yong smiled and stood at the door with Wang Xian, helping him welcome the guests. This is not a bit of a face!
It was almost noon when Zhu Zhanji arrived, and the person accompanying him was actually a person Wang Xian never expected—Zhu Meigui!
Wang Xian looked at Zhu Meigui and saw that he was no longer the same person as before. He was wearing a well-tailored white brocade robe, a yellow belt around his waist, and a green jade pendant. He stood there.
Next to the swarthy Zhu Zhanji, his face looked more like powder and his lips looked like grease. He looked like a handsome, wealthy and good young man.
"No wonder he fascinated Long Yao so much." Even if he was looking at his brother, Wang Xian had to sigh secretly when he saw this kid's appearance: "Compared with him, my Erhei really can't do anything, let alone
Still blind in one eye...'
Wang Xian looked at Zhu Meigui, and Zhu Meigui looked at Wang Xian. The vicious look in his eyes flashed away, and then his face was filled with kindness, and he said with a smile: "Brother Wang, do you still remember me?"
"I can't remember..." Wang Xian said, almost choking Zhu Meigui to death, but fortunately, he laughed again and said: "Because I have never forgotten it! Your Highness, you are well!"
"Hahaha!" Zhu Meigui also laughed loudly, holding Wang Xian's hand and saying, "Master Wang is indeed as funny as ever."
"What kind of wind brings His Royal Highness here?" Wang Xian smiled and pretended to salute Zhu Meigui.
Zhu Meigui really wanted Wang Xian to kowtow to him, but knowing that the relationship between him and his grandson was iron upon iron, how could he dare to accept his worship? He quickly held his hands and said: "Don't be ridiculous, who among us brothers will follow?"
Who." But after all, he still couldn't help it and wanted to feel proud. Zhuangruo said casually: "I was called to Beijing."
Wang Xianxin said, isn't this nonsense? If you dare to come to the capital without being summoned, you won't be afraid that the emperor will slap you.
"Haha," Zhu Zhanji naturally didn't know about the quarrel between the two, otherwise he would not have brought Zhu Meigui to Wang Xian's house. He said with a smile: "Wang Xian, my cousin came to Beijing to be crowned a prince. I heard that your family
Treating guests, I came with you."
"Haha," Zhu Meigui looked at Wang Xian and said with a cheerful smile: "Brother Wang, you won't welcome me as an uninvited guest, right?!"
"You're not welcome." Wang Xian said with a smile. Zhu Meigui waited for him to come back, but saw that he was still looking at her with a smile, but didn't say anything further. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed and said to herself:
"Brother Wang loves to joke too much."
"Isn't this familiar to you?" Wang Xian replied with a smile.
"Hahahaha!" The two of them laughed loudly.
Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Yong looked at each other in confusion. Who were they? Naturally, they could see that Wang Xian and Zhu Meigui seemed to be fighting...
Zhu Zhanji glanced at Zhu Yong, and Zhu Yong nodded slightly in understanding, then smiled and said: "Grandson, Crown Prince... should I call you Prince?"
"Let's call him Crown Prince, the edict hasn't been issued yet." Zhu Meigui smiled reservedly and didn't pay much attention to Zhu Yong. The prince and grandson of the vassal could not enter the capital many times in his life. He didn't know Zhu Yong, and he didn't expect to give it to Wang Xian.
What important role could the person greeting guests at the door play?
"Well," Zhu Zhanji saw Zhu Meigui like this and knew that he was blind to gold and jade, so he hurriedly smiled and said: "I haven't introduced you yet, this is the eldest son and grandson of the old King of Jin, my cousin Zhu Meigui, this
The second time he came to Beijing to be conferred the title of King of Jin."
"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince." Since it was a formal introduction, Zhu Yong straightened his clothes and bowed his hands in salute.
"Well..." Zhu Meigui nodded, feeling quite displeased, thinking, "What the hell are you talking about? If Wang Xian doesn't kneel down to me, you won't kneel down to me either?"
"This is Zhu Yong, Duke Cheng of the Ming Dynasty." Zhu Zhanji hurriedly introduced Zhu Yong to Zhu Meigui. Zhu Meigui was shocked. He never expected that Duke Cheng Guo, one of the five Dukes of the Ming Dynasty,
He actually showed Wang Xian the door!
No wonder people don't kneel down, to put it bluntly, they salute him just because of Zhu Zhanji's face. Dukes of the Ming Dynasty are so rare! Their gold content is not comparable to that of him after two generations of vassal kings. If you meet him on the street
, say hello to him if you are happy, ignore him if you are unhappy, he has no place to get angry...
"Oh, this is really..." Zhu Meigui suddenly blushed. He didn't know if the other party felt the affectation he just made. He probably did, otherwise why would he sneer at him?
"Let's go in and wait for Your Highness." Wang Xian's words relieved Zhu Meigui.
The four of them walked together. Zhu Meigui wanted to save the relationship with Zhu Yong, so she deliberately walked with him and started chatting with him.
Wang Xian naturally lagged behind and murmured quietly to Zhu Zhanji.
"Why, this guy wants to be crowned King of Jin?" Wang Xian asked.
"Yes. It has been decided, and the decree will be announced tomorrow and the day after tomorrow." Zhu Zhanji smiled with relief: "Now my father and son have a bright face." It was really embarrassing for the prince to be unable to protect Zhu Meigui and his son.
"Then, what should Zhu Jiyi do?" Wang Xian asked with a frown.
"I was deposed as a commoner and went to guard the tombs for him and his father." Zhu Zhanji said with a smile: "You deserve it." He sighed: "But after all, Zhu Meigui's father was deposed by the emperor himself, so
It just doesn’t make sense to be abolished and reestablished so soon. So I just let Zhu Migui take advantage of it.”
"You wouldn't choose someone else to be the king of Jin," Wang Xian muttered, "I chose him instead."
"Do you two have any grudge?" Zhu Zhanji looked at Wang Xian.
"What do you think?!" Wang Xian rolled his eyes and said, "Zhu Jiyi and I worked together to trick him. How can he not bear grudges against me?" In fact, he had a more important reason that he didn't say, and that was the hatred of seizing his wife.
Ah! Although he didn't take it for himself, Zhu Jiyi will definitely remember this account on himself.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Zhu Zhanji sighed and said with a wry smile: "But it's useless to say it. This kind of thing is the dictatorship of my grandfather's Sacred Heart, and no one can change it."