Jiang Fan slightly held back his hand and said, "I don't dare to be the boss and make false praise."

Fei Yuanshan said: "This is the current prime minister, Mr. Zhong."

Jiang Fan's mind moved. He knew that the current Prime Minister was the successor of his master. He heard Zhang Zhiling say that this man was nearly seventy years old and was originally the Taibao of the Crown Prince. His name was Zhong Houde.

And the most interesting thing is that this Master Zhong is half of his senior brother.

That's right, this person was promoted by Zhang Zhiling all the way. He always regarded Zaifu as his master and treated Zhang Zhiling as his disciple.

Jiang Fan hurriedly said: "Jiang Fan, I have met Mr. Zhong."

Zhong Houde said with a smile: "Master, you are right, Mr. Jiang is a great talent."

Emperor Ping also had a strange look in his eyes: "You are indeed a great talent. He is so good at Mount Tai. Once this poem was published, no one in the world dared to write a poem about Mount Tai."

At this time, the civil and military officials from all over the court also praised him one after another, and for a while, the hall was filled with excitement. No one even mentioned the word Qi Lu.

Emperor Ping, on the other hand, calmly listened to everyone's praises, thoughtfully.

After a while, Pinghuang said: "I heard that Zhang Zaifu accepted you as his direct disciple. Is this relevant?"

Jiang Fan did not hide it, "It is true."

Ping Huang said: "Zhang Zaifu worked hard for the Zhou Dynasty for a decade, and his hard work was very successful. In his later years, he got a disciple like you, which is a great comfort for his whole life."

Zhong Houde said: "My master, Master Jiang, is a Linjiang immortal. He has an open-minded mind and retired to his old age. Now he is taken by his disciples to live in a mortal place and enjoy his old age. I am deeply gratified."

Emperor Ping nodded slightly: "Zhang Aiqing is the Prime Minister of the Five Kingdoms, and is the humerus of my Great Zhou Dynasty. The Great Zhou Dynasty rules the world with etiquette, and respects the king of heaven and earth as his personal teacher. Jiang Fan, since you are a disciple of the family, you must live a good life and fulfill your filial piety."

Jiang Fan looked calm and said seriously: "Young man is valued by Zaifu. I am truly lucky enough to not serve you wholeheartedly."

Ping Huang said: "Very good. Is the old Prime Minister still in good health now?"

Jiang Fan said: "Your Majesty, I can eat and sleep well, and my bones are very strong. Your Majesty, I would like to thank you for your thoughts. I will definitely report this to you after I return to express my gratitude to our emperor for his grace."

Ping Huang said: "I heard that the old prime minister actually lives in Lishan?"

Jiang Fan said: "Exactly, Lishan is the fiefdom of the minister. The scenery is beautiful, and the prime minister is very happy."

Ping Huang said: "Well, since I'm old, it's time to find a place where I can feel comfortable and not have to worry about state affairs. Lishan... is very good."

Jiang Fan said: "What your Majesty said is exactly what the teacher thought. After working hard all your life, you should enjoy peace and happiness."

Ping Huang said: "I feel very relieved that Zaifu belongs to his family. It is a pity that Zaifu suddenly went into seclusion and did not even leave a letter. I am very sorry. I wonder if the Chunqiu brush and the black and white inkstone are still with me?"

Jiang Fandao: "You should carry it with you wherever you go."

Ping Huang said: "Later, I will use this pen and inkstone to write this poem in handwriting, and it will be regarded as a gift to you."

Jiang Fan hurriedly said: "I obey the order, but I have already prepared the ceremony to meet you."

Emperor Ping said: "What is it?"

Jiang Fan said: "Please allow me to submit it."

After receiving permission, someone brought a tray covered with red cloth from outside the temple.

When Jiang Fan uncovered it, it turned out to be a thick foundation.

Ping Huang asked curiously: "What is this?"

Jiang Fandao: "This is a collection of classic poems and essays written by famous literati from all dynasties over the past nine hundred years, compiled into a book called The Book of Songs. I present it to our emperor as a gift."

All the officials were shocked when they heard about it. In the past nine hundred years, literati and poets were like crucian carp crossing the river, and their colorful articles were as numerous as stars. It would be an extremely huge project to sort out, and it would normally take the imperial court to implement it. But this young man

It was actually done, and if it is compiled well, it can be passed down to history. Especially for the Zhou Dynasty, which is in urgent need of a sense of presence, it is really a great gift!

Emperor Ping immediately felt greatly comforted: "Okay, okay, I have been in the Zhou Dynasty for nine hundred years and have countless famous articles and chapters. It's rare that you are interested. This book is compiled by you, so it must be extraordinary. I think it will be passed down to the world."

Zhong Houde also praised: "This is a treasure, and the article is a thing handed down from generation to generation. It is a masterpiece that praises our great Zhou Dynasty for nine hundred years. It will be widely circulated, so that the people of the world can inherit the knowledge of the sages, remember our prosperous Great Zhou Dynasty, feel grateful for our emperor's kindness, and be strong."

For any gift, Mr. Jiang can be said to have done a great job."

Ping Huang said: "That makes sense. After I read this book, it can be handed over to the Ministry of Rites for publication and distribution throughout the world."

Zhong Houde immediately took the lead and said: "My emperor is wise."

Ping Huang said: "Jiang Aiqing came to the temple from the land of Qin, but he cherished the foundation of the Zhou Dynasty. He has indeed made great achievements and deserves to be rewarded."

Jiang Fan said: "Thank you, Your Majesty. This is a matter within the scope of my duties. I dare not accept it as a reward from Your Majesty."

Ping Huang said: "If you have merit, you will be rewarded when you deserve it. There is no need to refuse."

Jiang Fan had no choice but to humbly accept the offer.

After the matter came to an end, Emperor Ping then looked at him: "How is King Qin?"

He called him the King of Qin, and Jiang Fan naturally understood that this was to show that the King of Qin was a minister of the royal family. However, he deliberately did not mention that Ying Wushuang's nickname was Emperor. If he said the wrong thing at this moment, he would really get into trouble.

Jiang Fan said slowly: "Well, Your Majesty, thank you for your concern."

Ping Huang said: "The Qin State has been in war for years and has only been able to recuperate for more than four years. However, the country is at its peak. I am very relieved."

Finally getting down to business, Jiang Fan sighed in his heart, what do you want to say with these words? The empress has already proclaimed herself emperor, as you know, and now you call me here just to enthrone the Western Heavenly King of the country and oppose the empress.

"However, although the King of Qin is in charge of Qin, the west of the Great Zhou Dynasty is not enough. Therefore, I canonize you. Do you understand in your heart?"

Jiang Fan said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, please rest assured. I will focus on state affairs and supervise Western Xinjiang."

Emperor Ping nodded slightly, and at this time the bell said: "Young Master Jiang Fan has peerless literary talent. He has entered northern Xinjiang twice and promoted the prestige of our country. His military strategy is extraordinary. This time, His Majesty has bestowed the title of King of the West of the country. It is well deserved."

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Jiang Fan secretly sighed, does he really deserve his name? How can he be real? The land in the western frontier is all the land of Qin, and the rule of the empress is impregnable. The Great Zhou Dynasty can at least be said to be in name only in other places, but in Qin, it doesn't even have a name.

Isn’t it interesting to have to sing for yourself in this way...

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Ping Huang say: "Jiang Qing's family, I am naming you the King of Zhenxi. Do you have any objections?"

Jiang Fan immediately bowed and bowed: "It is truly a great blessing for me to be granted this title by the Emperor. How dare you object?"

Emperor Ping said with satisfaction: "This is very good, Heavenly Official of the Ministry of Rites."

Fei Yuan came up to the mountain and said, "I'm here."

"Has the ceremony of canonization been prepared properly?"

Fei Yuanshan said: "Everything is ready, and you can salute according to the noon hour."

Ping Huang said: "Very good. Jiang Qing's family has a hard time climbing the mountain. They can go down to rest for a while, take a bath and change clothes, and then go to the palace to salute."

Jiang Fan murmured in his heart, he had taken bath twice and changed clothes twice this morning, Zhou Li was really troublesome. But at this moment, he could not object, so he had to bow and bow, and slowly left.

As soon as he left, the hall instantly became quiet, and all the officials, both civil and military, kept silent as if they had a tacit understanding.

In the main hall, there was a strange atmosphere for a while.

A military general seemed to be unable to bear it. He stepped out of the queue and clasped his fists: "Your Majesty, Jiang Fan's arrival is too unexpected. He and Ying Wushuang are inseparable, and there are even rumors that they are actually princes. Now that Ying Wushuang has returned, not only did he not stop him, but he let him

I feel that there must be something wrong with coming here to accept the canonization."

Emperor Ping brushed his beard and thought deeply.

A civil official also said: "The Qin Lord did not respect the imperial court and established himself as emperor. The imperial court wanted to restrain the Qin Lord, so he took this policy. However, General Zuo's words were very reasonable, and the ministers also felt that there must be something to write about this matter.

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Chapter completed!