Following Liu Heng's inquiry, Jia Cong knelt down with a thud, three thuds.
"Your Majesty, please grant me a title, as long as it is higher than my father's rank!"
Phew, the little eunuch beside him couldn't help laughing.
Liu Heng raised his forehead and scolded: "That's nonsense. Can't you ask me to make you a prince?"
Dong Dong Dong sounded his head three more times, and a flower-like little face was revealed. Jia Cong said extremely arrogantly: "Thank you, Your Majesty. My father can't beat me anymore now. I'm better than him." The official wants to be big, hahaha..."
It is indeed a child!
The little eunuch next to him made another pot of tea for the emperor. Liu Heng sipped the tea and quietly watched Jia Cong's performance.
Jia Cong imagined in his mind that he was wearing a python robe and a jade belt. Jia She, who used to take his collar and spank him, saluted him respectfully...
Liu Heng couldn't bear to look at that arrogant little look. Seeing that he was trapped in his reverie and couldn't extricate himself, he coughed twice and interrupted: "Okay, it's not dark yet, stop daydreaming!"
Karma!
"You are not joking, you just made it clear that you granted me the title of prince and marquis!"
Jia Cong was full of resentment. He looked at the Supreme Being in front of him with his big wet eyes.
Liu Heng suppressed his laughter and explained to Jia Cong: "You are just a child. If I made you a prince, wouldn't it make a big fuss in the court? When you grow up and make great contributions to me, I will give you the title of Duke Rongguo." The title of knighthood is conferred upon you."
"That's my father's wish. Besides, my second brother is the future heir of the Rongguo Mansion. I don't want to create a brother...well, the one who washes the walls or something like that. If you really want to reward me, give me one." Wear a Feiyu suit and a Yanling sword, cool!"
Jia Cong looked outside the tent with envy. Standing outside the tent were two dragon guards wearing flying fish uniforms and holding wild goose feather knives. They were majestic and domineering.
The clamoring for the title of prince and marquis just now was just a show of pretense. Asking for an official uniform to protect one's body is more serious. Although he is now protected by Jia She, there are too many bad things in Rongguo Mansion. As long as the housekeeper is the old lady and the second housekeeper, Jia Cong always feels that his waist is not strong enough and he cannot sleep well.
"Is it just because the Feiyu suit looks good?" Liu Heng looked Jia Cong up and down. How could it be that the biological son of Jia She of the Rongguo Mansion was dressed in ordinary clothes, with brocade clothes, gold crowns, and jade belts tied around his body.
Coupled with his handsome appearance, whoever sees him would not call him a golden boy.
Hearing Liu Heng's question, Jia Cong showed a hint of loneliness on his face. He sat directly on the ground, spread his hands, and imitated an adult: "What can I do? I am also helpless. My old lady only sees Brother Bao. If I can become an official, it will be good for me. If you show your face in front of my wife, you might even get some praise."
This sentence is half true and half false. In the eyes of the old lady, only Jia Baoyu is true. Jia Cong wants to use this flying fish suit to win the love and praise of the old lady. Of course it is false.
The fact that he accompanied Qiu Xie this time probably robbed Jia Baoyu of his opportunity in the eyes of the old lady. When he really comes home wearing a flying fish suit and appears in the Hall of Honor, won't he make the old lady faint with anger? Praise? I'm afraid I will be scolded and cursed.
In the final analysis, Jia Cong's main purpose in wanting this official uniform is actually to gain a greater say. He can't become a chess player yet, he can only find ways to make himself a useful chess piece.
Of course Liu Heng didn't know what Jia Cong was really thinking in his heart. He heard a hint of loneliness, a hint of sadness in Jia Cong's words, and Liu Heng's own desire for family affection that he took the initiative to imagine.
This child is even worse than myself!
If this is the case, then I will help this good boy!
"Xiao Xiazi, hereby pass the decree. Jia Cong has made great contributions to the rescue. He will be awarded the title of General of Military Virtue, Xiaoqi Lieutenant, and the rank of fifth-rank Dragon Imperial Guard. Thousands of households will be awarded. Feiyu suit, a wild goose feather sword, and a hundred taels of gold..."
General Wude is a fifth-grade Wusan rank, Xiaoqiwei is a fifth-grade Wusan rank, and Qianhu, a fifth-grade Dragon Imperial Guard, is just an extra job for Jia Cong to get his salary.
There are many martial arts disciples serving in the Dragon Guards in Beijing. Just like when Jia Lian got married, he used his connections to serve as a casualty in the Dragon Guards.
Liu Heng originally planned to support Jia Cong, but then Jinkouyu gave him the rank of fifth-grade casual official. But Jia Cong is so smart. He immediately hits the snake and sticks it on the stick, flopping on the ground and making a thump...
"I, Jia Cong, would like to thank Your Majesty for your kindness. I will be like my ancestors and die loyally to protect Your Majesty's safety!"
Um?
I need an eight-year-old to protect me?
Liu Heng was confused by Jia Cong's performance. He was about to stop Jia Cong from continuing to express his loyalty, but he saw Jia Cong stand up with a loud sound, walked to the outside of the tent with his head held high, stood up on tiptoes and patted the dragon guard on duty. guard.
"Brother, make room, I want to stand guard for His Majesty!"
…
Nonsense is nonsense, Jia Cong's performance is indeed heartwarming.
Liu Heng took Jia Cong back to the imperial tent and asked the servants to bring food. The emperor and his ministers had a happy lunch.
The emperor drank wine, Jia Cong drank milk, and the imperial meal had its own merits. Jia Cong ate so hard that the emperor seemed hungry.
Jia Cong made jokes from time to time and made the lunch atmosphere very good. Even Liu Heng, who had not had a good appetite these days, had an extra bowl of rice.
After Jia Cong secretly drank half a bottle of wine, the emperor had no choice but to have the drunk Jia Cong sent back to the tent at Rongguo Mansion.
Jia She, who had been worried about his son for more than an hour, couldn't help but laugh angrily when he saw Jia Cong's drunken eyes and vague words in his sleep such as not being spanked.
After asking the servant to bring him hot water, Jia She wiped his hands and face, tucked him into bed, and sat quietly on the edge of the bamboo couch in a daze.
Someone had secretly given him news about what was going on in the imperial tent, including Jia Cong's performance and the emperor's attitude. Jia She knew everything.
Of course he couldn't guess what the emperor was thinking, but his son's slightly abnormal behavior today made Jia She's eyes sour.
Since his family knew his own affairs, the flying fish suit that Jia Cong asked for was not to please the old lady, but to make him look good as a father.
After all, he had disobeyed his biological mother and threatened his biological mother and second-in-law to take back the chaperoning quota by dividing the family. If he wastes his hard-earned opportunity, he will be blamed when he returns home.
"Dad, I'm thirsty!"
Jia Cong shouted vaguely, waking up Jia She who was almost wiping tears. Hearing that his son was thirsty, Jia She quickly responded, took the kettle from the stove next to him, tested the temperature, and poured a cup for the confused Jia Cong to drink.
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In the imperial tent, Liu Heng listened to the latest information reported by the spies in front of him and waved him to leave.
Liu Heng chuckled and said mockingly: "My dear friend, it seems that Marquis Jia En is still the same Marquis Jia En. He is ignorant, bastard, unfaithful, unfilial and unkind... Tsk, tsk, some people have probably forgotten those days. Why did my father give Jia She the title of Enhou?"
Xia Shouzhong, who had bandaged the wound, bowed and agreed: "There are many jealous people in the world. Isn't it true that the emperor is so wise and powerful, and is also rumored to be mean, unkind, and suspicious? General Jia was a young man, so he was naturally jealous of mediocrity. In the past few years, the Jia family has been in decline, and Mrs. Rong Guo is partial to the second wife. There have been too many rumors, and General Jia's reputation as a playboy cannot be removed even if he wants to."
"It's a pity that Jia Enhou's ability is not comparable to that of Prince Teng. If he could be used by me..."
Hearing the emperor's emotion, Xia Shouzhong remonstrated and said: "I think Jia Cong is good. Your Majesty might as well give Jia Cong a try..."
