Ning Hu refused to leave. At least when Qin Feng needed his brother's company the most, Ning Hu was unwilling to leave Qin Feng alone and face the compromise of Emperor Liang alone.
Qin Tianhu was worried that Marquis Yongan was anxious, but at the same time he was quite relieved.
Qin Feng is lucky to have such a brother who has been through life and death.
At this moment, there was a burst of footsteps outside the door.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Xiaofu, who had returned to Kyoto together, ran in panting.
"Sir, there are many officials outside!"
"There are officials from the Ministry of Rites and people from Guanglu Temple. There are more than a dozen people."
Everyone at the scene, even Qin Tianhu, couldn't help but cast their eyes on Qin Feng.
Qin Feng's eyes were unwavering, as if he didn't care about the battle at all.
"The Ministry of Rites and Guanglu Temple are both related to funerals. Naturally, I came here to focus on Li Lang's burial. Don't pay too much attention to it."
Qin Feng took a deep breath, suppressed the anger and resentment in his heart, and turned to look at Qin Tianhu:
"Father, many officials from the Ministry of Rites and Guanglu Temple are your old friends. Why don't you please step aside and leave this matter to your son?"
Qin Tianhu didn't hesitate and immediately turned around and returned to the backyard.
At the same time, officials from the Ministry of Rites and Guanglu Temple stepped in, greeted by Qin Xiaofu.
At first, the officials relied on "strength in numbers" and looked quite arrogant.
But when he saw Qin Feng kneeling in front of the coffin with cold eyes.
And the fierce guards around him.
The arrogance of all the officials was instantly extinguished, and they all put on smiling faces.
The person with the highest official rank present was Chen You, the minister of Guanglu Temple.
Chen You winked, and all the officials pretended to pay homage to Li Lang.
After the ceremony was completed, all the officials retreated to both sides.
Only Chen You was left standing in front of Qin Feng, forcing out a trace of sincerity.
"Qin Qianhu, you led the northern soldiers to repel the Beidi barbarians and performed extraordinary feats. The saint Longyan Dayue has ordered you to be granted the title of Marquis of Wanhu.
"Since the founding of Daliang, I have not been granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households, and you are the only one who has received this favor.
“Although these Wanhuhous are still marquises, they can still be regarded as the best princes in the world.
"At the celebration banquet in three days, the saint will tell the world."
In order to humiliate and beat Qin Feng, Emperor Liang created an unprecedented "one-household prince".
Now, they are going to make an exception and grant the title of Qin Feng Ten Thousand Household Marquis.
Not only did Qin Feng not feel any joy, but he felt completely sarcastic.
As long as Emperor Liang is happy, not to mention ten thousand households, one hundred thousand households, one million households, what can he do?
It would be ridiculous to want to wipe out the blood shed by the soldiers in the north with just one title.
"Master Chen, if there is anything else that the saint has told you, please tell it all without beating around the bush."
Chen You stared at Qin Feng calmly.
This person has always been a great talent, whether it is the way of merchants or military strategies, he is always at his fingertips.
Otherwise, Qin Feng would not have become a powerful force in the northern border at such a young age.
Anyone with military power must be treated with caution.
What's more, Qin Feng "wasted" Beidi to death?
"The friendship between Mr. Qin and Li Lang is extremely moving even for a saint."
"It's just... there are some past events in this, which I can't explain clearly. The conversation between you and me today is limited to this lobby."
"When you leave this door, you will forget everything."
"I wonder if Mr. Qin has ever heard of a cliché?"
"There has always been only competition for the country, and there is no reason to give in."
"Dragon is a thing that soars in the sky. No matter whether it is a saint or a wise king, it is different from us mortal ants."
"The eagle also builds its nest high in the sky and never lands. When an eagle gives birth to twins, one of them must die. Only the strongest offspring can inherit the vast sky."
"The King of Ming Dynasty is a natural general. When he was on the border, he fought several fierce battles with Beidi and made military exploits that no one can match."
"But Prince Ming is not a good monarch, at least for Daliang, he is not."
"Today's saints have reached the pinnacle of balancing skills. It is under the governance of saints that Daliang has reached its peak today."
"If Li Lang's identity is restored, the saint's position will definitely be shaken. This is a result that no one wants to see."
Having said this, Chen You stretched out his hands and saluted Li Lang's coffin again.
Every gesture is respectful.
The profound meaning of this move could not be more obvious.
Recovering Li Lang's identity is nominally impossible.
But in reality, Li Lang can be given the treatment of the 'eldest son'.
Officials from the Ministry of Rites and ministers from Guanglu Temple have all come to pay their respects in front of the shrine.
He is no different from the "eldest son".
The ceremony is over.
Chen You took out a secret letter from his sleeve and handed it to Qin Feng.
"Master Qin, this letter was personally signed by a saint. As long as you are willing to show your noble hand and give up the reinstatement of Li Lang's identity. In the six departments and five temples in Kyoto, except for the first and second leaders, you can choose your official position.
"I heard that Mr. Qin is most afraid of trouble, and I, the Etiquette Department, have a lot of work to do.
"Given Mr. Qin's age, if he can become a Yuanwailang, he will definitely create a good story.
"As for matters in the north, as long as Mr. Qin is loyal to the saint, the saint will naturally not interfere much."
Chen Youxiao's move with emotion and reason is enough to show his sincerity.
It's a pity that Qin Feng's eyes have not changed at all.
Taking the secret letter casually, Qin Feng threw it into the brazier without any hesitation.
This move made Chen You stunned for a long time.
"Qin... Mr. Qin, do you know what burning this letter means?"
All the officials at the scene gasped.
Even Ning Hu couldn't help but frown slightly, knowing that this letter was signed by a saint.
Burning the letter is tantamount to deceiving the emperor and turning your back on one's superiors. This is a capital crime!
At this moment, a sneer sounded.
"Master Chen, are you really stupid, or are you pretending to be confused on purpose? You have been working around the saint for so long, don't you still understand the saint?"
"Go back and tell the saint that this appeasement is in the wrong place.
"As for the dispute between the Sage and the Ming King, I have always kept silent because I was worried about getting angry.
"It's just that the fire burned up after all."
At this point, Qin Feng has no way out.
If he couldn't even get justice from Li Lang, then Qin Feng would not be able to face the elders of Beixi.
“The saint only knows how to weigh things, but he doesn’t understand that only by winning the hearts of the people can he win the world.
"Is the prosperity of this great beam today really governed by saints, rather than the legacy of previous emperors and sages?
"If the saint really had such great talent and great strategy, how could Beidi be so interested in him?
“How could the three generals from the north leave and never return?
"One of the three princes, Lieutenant Gao, is not safe in the late festival. The Taifu has not returned yet, and the Taibao only cares about fighting for power.
"The wealthy families in the southern region are watching with eager eyes. The natural and man-made disasters in various places. All these evil deeds are really thanks to the saint!"
