Chu Qing suddenly found that his father seemed very nervous, he didn't dare to breathe loudly, and looked straight at him.
"A man from Si'an County, the emperor sealed him a few days ago."
"County boy?" Chu Wensheng's eyes widened: "Did the emperor really grant you a title?"
"yes."
"Sealed to you?"
"Um."
"Our new king of Dachang Dynasty, Chang Chengyou, is this granted to you?"
"right."
Chu Wensheng took a breath: "You didn't fool dad?"
"What am I trying to do to fool you about this?"
"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
"Aren't you busy?"
Chu Wensheng swallowed a sip of saliva, turned to look at Fu San, and stuttered a bit when he spoke: "Didn't Qing'er lie to me?"
Fu San nodded: "I rewarded a county boy and gave him a fief."
"There is still a fiefdom?!" Chu Wensheng's voice raised an octave, and he looked at Chu Qing again: "Can you enter the palace to thank me?"
"Thank you?" Chu Qing didn't know why: "What do you mean?"
With a "pop" sound, Chu Wensheng slapped Chu Qing's leg, which made the latter grin.
"I'm confused. After the new emperor ascended the throne, Qing'er was the first to be knighted. This shows how much the emperor values you. Oh my, you didn't tell your father about such a big thing, you bastard.
Boy, it really...makes dad...makes dad so damn happy."
Chu Qing was confused: "Then should I enter the palace to thank you, or should I enter the palace and resign from my job at Qianqi Camp?"
Chu Wensheng said again with a sincere look: "You are talking nonsense, how can you get rid of your errands? Qing'er, listen to my father's words, as the commander of the Thousand Cavalry Battalion, you must use your life to carry out the errands assigned by His Majesty.
"
"Ah, you just..."
"Qing'er, listen to my father's words. He has never asked you for anything in his life. Just this once, do your job well. Due to the friendship between us two brothers, father will not harm you."
Chu Qing couldn't laugh or cry: "Didn't you just say that the emperor is not very smart?"
"You know nothing, the emperor is more than mentally retarded."
"Great wisdom is like foolishness." Chu Qing was extremely helpless: "Don't you still say that the emperor has a small belly?"
"Every merit must be rewarded, and every demerit must be punished. There is no ambiguity in the matter. Important matters of the country and the dynasty must be carefully considered."
"More than one step behind the Supreme Emperor?
"When it comes to abdicating the throne in favor of a worthy person, the Emperor is naturally not as good as the Emperor. In terms of having no future, the Emperor is not as good as the Emperor."
Chu Qing: "..."
Fu San interjected: "Sir, you also said that looking at the emperor will make you angry."
"That's right, I'm angry, I'm extremely angry, I hate you." Chu Wensheng shouted as if he was beating his chest and feet, "I wish I could do the hard work for the emperor!"
Chu Qing finally understood that whether the emperor was smart or not, and whether his father was angry at seeing his majesty, all depended on whether the emperor granted him a title or not.
Seeing his father laughing heartily, Chu Qing still couldn't understand that his father, a mere county boy with the lowest title, could be so happy?
After all, it was because Chu Qing was not above the court and did not pay attention to such things.
This means that Chu Qing did not take it seriously and did not publicize it. If it spread, it would definitely cause an uproar in the capital.
The title is the lowest, yes, this is true, but it is the only title awarded by the emperor after he ascends the throne.
If you look at this point alone, you would think that the emperor would be awarded more titles as time went by not long after he ascended the throne.
But the reality is otherwise. The emperor has revealed several times in the political hall that there are too many lords in the Dachang Dynasty!
In fact, after Huang Laosi came to the throne, he has been doing everything possible to take back his titles. At first, everyone expressed their understanding. After all, many nobles are from the Supreme Emperor's faction.
But as the power of Huang Laosi and the Four Emperors gradually stabilized, everyone realized that the princes seized by the Emperor were not all the younger brothers of the Supreme Emperor. There were also many relatives of the emperor, that is, Lords with different surnames, even those who had not been brutally murdered by Huang Laosi.
The lords also wisely returned the fiefdoms one by one.
This is what makes Chu Wensheng happy. Huang Laosi not only gave Chu Qing a title, but also gave him a fief. It is not an exaggeration to say that Jane is in the emperor's heart.
Of course, in fact, Chu Qing is more than just Jane in the emperor's heart.
Huang Lao spent four days in the palace talking about Chu Qing. When he went to court, he had to go to the Jingyi Hall to review the memorials. The stool he was sitting on was pulled from the Taowu Hall. It was reliable and comfortable to lie on. It was designed by Chu Qing.
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At lunch, while eating, I read the story of the big bald man in the manuscript and the story of Jia Baoyu uprooting the weeping willow.
I went back to bed after get off work in the evening and lay down in the Taowu Palace designed by Chu Qing.
The most important thing is that Chu Qing saved his son's life, and even saved his old life.
Huang Laosi never mentioned it, but there was one thing in his mind that was like a mirror.
If it weren't for Chu Qing, the prince would have probably died if he had not recovered from his illness for a long time. After Chang Yu died, Huang Laosi would definitely return the Kirin Stone to his palace and display it. Thinking of this consequence, Huang Laosi was filled with fear.
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Therefore, Huang Laosi has very complicated feelings towards Chu Qing. He treats Chu Qing as a friend, the most interesting friend in the world, not as a monarch or minister.
But Huang Laosi probably never knew in his dreams that his father, the most interesting friend, always thought that he was not very smart and ended up with a small belly.
Of course, Chu Wensheng didn't know that the emperor was actually thinking about him, especially that kind of person. It's just that Huang Laosi was too pretentious and wanted to reuse others. He didn't come straight to the point and had to play some fancy tricks. This also led to
Lao Chu always felt that... Huang Laosi was not very smart and had a small belly.
It was already Xu time. Chu Wensheng danced happily and waved his hand, telling Guan Bao to go to Nanshi immediately to buy good wine and meat. Chu Mansion would have a good time tonight.
Some time ago, Chu Wensheng, who had obtained tens of thousands of carriage fares from the Li family's ancestral home, was very happy and gave his servants a salary increase. After half a stick of incense, there was singing and dancing in the Chu Mansion.
Chu Qing, who was sitting on the stone bench, followed Shale. His father was happy, which was more important than anything else.
Fu San squatted aside, holding a wine bottle, also very happy, grinning, as if he had picked up money.
Chu Qing looked down at Fu San: "What are you doing silly?"
"The salary has been increased. It has been increased by three times."
"Sanguan?" Chu Qing said with a smile: "Third brother, you must have drunk too much. Dad said that one person gained two hundred cents, so where did he get Sanguan?"
"Yes." Fu San counted on his fingers: "Menzi, Xiaoxiaozi, Dabang, Old Uncle Liu, Stupid Ya'er, Brother Yu..."
"Blank!"
Chu Qing understood. The people Fu San was talking about were all people in the house who liked to gamble. After all, they were still the kind of people who would lose every time they bet with Fu San. One person could gain two hundred yuan, but Fu San was not the only one.
Up three points?
"Third brother, can you act like a human being? It's not easy for everyone. You have worked hard for a month and you have won all your wages."
Fu San said disapprovingly: "I didn't put a knife on their necks, it's because they insisted on betting with me."
"Then you can't win them all. If you win, go to the flower boat. Wouldn't your conscience hurt?"
"It doesn't cost money to go to the flower boat." Fu Sanle said: "Master, you have misunderstood me. Ever since you were struck by lightning, I was so scared that I never dared to go to the flower boat again. Since then, I have not
Been there."
Chu Qing: "..."
Fu San stood up and poured a glass of wine for Chu Qing, and said cheerfully: "I know that you are kind-hearted, young master, so you can rest assured. I won their money. I don't dare to spend it randomly. I keep it all."
Chu Qing was slightly startled: "Are you keeping it for them?"
"Yeah, when you save enough, go buy a piece of land outside the city."
Chu Qing's expression changed slightly, and the look he looked at Fu San was extremely strange.
Is it possible that under Fu San's hard-core appearance, there is such a tender heart as a water hero, and such good intentions?
"Then you bought the land and there are so many people, how are you going to divide it?"
"Divide?" Fu San didn't know why: "Why should we divide the land among the people we bought?"
"Didn't you say you saved it for them?"
"The younger one said that if he wins their money, he will save it and buy land in the future, so that everyone can be happy too."
Chu Qing gave a thumbs up: "The thunderbolt was definitely smashed crookedly."
Fu Sanheheyile: "Didn't you say it? Happiness should be shared by everyone."
Chu Qing was finally convinced.
Emotional happiness is shared in this way, and it would be good if no one kicks you.
Fu San looked at the singing and dancing servants with a look of relief on his face: "Although they lost money, they gained happiness."
Chu Qing: "..."
Fu San looked at Chu Qing and asked with a humble and studious look: "Master, how do you say that sentence? Don't take it for granted."
Chu Qing said nothing and refused to continue communicating with Fu San.
Fu Sanyi slapped his forehead: "That's right, that's right, don't neglect doing good deeds because they are small. I have grown a lot by helping the refugees with you. You are a great benefactor, and a small one is a small benefactor."