Looking at the mess that Lao Zhu had made for him, Zheng Xiong felt like crying without tears.
He is such a low-key person, but now he is really being roasted on the fire.
In the past, it was a small matter, doing my own job, and it didn't matter if I achieved something, no one was jealous.
If you occasionally pretend to be a little bit, no one will say much. At most, it will just be a label of arrogance.
It's very uncomfortable now. People in the civil service system have climbed up to the head of the generals, and Lao Zhu can't be found. He is a living target, and all verbal and written criticism is light.
The urgent letter from Lao Zhu asked me what to do as a weak scholar with no strength. It was even more difficult for a group of sick and disabled soldiers to achieve anything. Beating bandits was enough.
After thinking about it for a long time, my head hurt. There was no good way to do it. I could only take one step at a time.
Time passed, Zheng Xiong took the time to invite a guest, which was originally a great joy, but his hot face was pressed against Zheng Xiong's cold ass, and no one had lost his temper.
Besides, the lack of compliments makes me uncomfortable. Apart from bragging, there is no one else that ordinary people can refuse.
The largest restaurant in Yanmen was reserved by Zheng Xiong.
Yanmen's chief and deputy officials, officials of all sizes, his own men, and his cheap brother-in-law Hu Gu were all invited to the scene.
There is no such thing as social interaction. The main reason is that they speak nicely and I happen to be more interested in them.
As expected, the people who had been left out began to shower their ears with compliments after arriving at the scene.
"Congratulations on your claim."
"Why do you still call him Tiling? We should call him Lord Marquis. We are ignorant."
Who doesn't love a person who speaks nicely? Zheng Xiong's face was filled with joy when he said that, but before he could reply, everyone was bowing politely.
"Greetings to the Marquis."
Nowadays, the value of marquis is still very high. Liu Bowen, Wang Guangyang and other civil servants have all been granted the title of uncle, but there are basically no marquis.
Zheng Xiong was awarded the title of Champion. Although his rank was not high and he was granted the title of "Super Rank", who dares to use his rank to make an issue.
Zhang Huaiyuan and Wang Xing, the chief and deputy commanders, did not dare to show off at this time. They took the lead in congratulating, and the others kept shouting.
Zheng Xiong was fascinated by the words he spoke one by one.
"Please come in. I heard about this reward some time ago and I was a little overwhelmed. I have neglected you all. Please don't be offended."
"I don't dare. I was waiting for Meng Lang and didn't clarify the relationship for the Marquis. I hope the Marquis won't blame us."
"Well, let's not say anything about blaming him. I have prepared a banquet for you all to eat and drink well."
"Thank you, Lord Marquis."
A banquet was held from noon to evening. Although there was some pain in the body and bleeding, who could refuse these nice words.
The guests and hosts enjoyed themselves, Zheng Xiong had heard enough of his flattery, and the others also became familiar with Zheng Xiong.
Zheng Xiong didn't say a few words to Hu Fu at the banquet. After all, he was a cheap uncle. Zheng Xiong didn't say much, and Hu Fu didn't say much either, for fear of leaving an offensive impression.
After returning home, he told the Wei Hong siblings about Zheng Xiong's ennoblement.
"Sister, you have found a good husband."
"Brother, what do you say?"
Hu Hao looked happy. What he said made Wei Hong a little confused. You can tell me whether it's good or not, don't you know?
"Good news, my brother-in-law has been granted the title of Marquis. Guess what title he has been granted?"
"Brother, I don't understand very well. When?"
"Forget it, let's not give in. My brother-in-law has been awarded the title of Champion. No surprise, no surprise. You can enjoy the blessings from now on!"
Well, surprise, this is Mr. Hou’s wife, are you dreaming?
Zheng Xiong just came here to have fun, and got married by the way. What nonsense is this for the champion?
No matter how ignorant he is, this champion still knows a few things, so he can be named champion.
Wei Hong was in a daze. The little ones didn't know how powerful it was, but they just felt that it was so powerful, with a look of joy on their face.
Hu Hao also gave Wei Hong time to think and let her digest it.
It took a while before Wei Hong came back to her senses.
"Brother, who is the Marquis you are talking about?"
"As you can imagine, since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, in addition to the six princes, there has been the position of marquis."
"This, I'm not dreaming!"
"I didn't dream. I came here to tell you the good news, so I won't keep you any longer."
A while ago, I had to worry about food, but suddenly I became a marchioness, a perfect domineering CEO who fell in love with my template and rose to the top in one step.
Hu Hao also realized what was going on and left, letting Wei Hong digest the news.
There are surprises, great things, but more of them are at a loss.
Thinking about it, Zheng Xiong was not satisfied on the first night. Although Zheng Xiong didn't say much, he was not perfect after all, and he was worried about gains and losses.
Not to mention Wei Hong, the pressure from the general group gradually came to Zheng Xiong.
In addition to the impeachment memorials sent to Lao Zhu and Zhongshu Sheng every day, some people found another way and sent letters to Zheng Xiong.
There are people who insult you, and they probably mean that you are not worthy, so you should quickly submit a letter of resignation.
There are also people who give advice with earnest words, but the meaning is the same, but you can’t grasp it.
The more this happened, the more it gradually aroused Zheng Xiong's rebellious mentality. He really didn't use bean bags as solid food, and he didn't treat senior village officials as secretaries.
It's just a fight, and you don't have to fight it yourself. If you hide behind and get killed by a stray arrow somewhere, it will be a bad life for you.
After these hours of thinking, the immature thoughts in Zheng Xiong's heart gradually became clear, and he first avenged his brother and himself.
The important events in my life were almost disturbed by these people, and now I am living a tight life. Now I don't need to think too much about taking revenge, I just write it down in my notebook first.
But the credit is too small. According to Zheng Hu's description, a bandit leader who dominates the mountain has only a hundred people, which is not enough to fill his teeth.
In order to stop Youyou's mouth, we have to find a way to achieve a big victory, no matter what, it has to be on a scale of thousands.
However, the champion's weight is not significant in the internal affairs. Jia Fu is also the twenty-fourth general of Yuntai, the founding country of the Eastern Han Dynasty. He is said to be unworthy. Think about it, he still has to make some noise on the grassland.
However, Yanmen has been swept away, and Lin's Chief Envoy Department has been established. It is impossible to make any achievements. Even if they encounter the remnants of the Yuan army wandering on the prairie, they will not be able to catch up.
As for Yundi and Liaodong, as well as the Yuan army's large forces, if you go over and fight, you will just be delivering food, but if you don't go over, you won't get any credit, so we're stuck here.
After thinking about it, Zheng Xiong thought of a good idea since the wounded soldiers were still recovering, so there was no need to rush.
Two letters were written in handwriting, one was sent to Yundi and the other was sent to Liaodong.
Take a look at fishing, maybe the other party will come over to give you some credit if you are hot-headed.
You also have to be careful about the situation. When tens of thousands of people come, they will steal the chicken but lose the rice.
Selecting a few wounded soldiers who had recovered well from the wounded soldiers, Zheng Xiong explained his mission.
Although Zheng Xiong, who was awarded the title of Champion, could not find favor with the middle and high-level generals, some soldiers at the bottom only had a sense of admiration. The gap was too big and there was nothing to compare with. Not to mention that Zheng Xiong saved these wounded soldiers. Well, The sensitivity is quite high.
"Brothers, I have called you here because there is something I need you to do. You may have a narrow escape from death."
"You can go there if you are willing. I can promise that I will support your wife and children with all my strength. If you don't want to, I will not force you to do so."
"There are unpredictable fortunes and misfortunes in this trip, please think about it and give me an answer."
Zheng Xiong wants to talk about democracy. I have never seen the soldiers discuss it with the soldiers under his command. I can't deal with it. You said it is so serious. Should I go or not?
It's hard to judge whether it's true or false.
"Master Marquis, can you be more specific? I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid that my death will be unclear."
This must be explained sooner or later, Zheng Xiong didn't hold back and said it directly.
"It's not a confidential matter. I just want you to send a few letters to Liaodong and Yundi. The content is a bit provocative."
"You also know that we have a hostile relationship. It's hard to tell whether the other party is being reasonable or not, unlike us who are gentle people."
"Under the influence of hundreds of years, it is still unknown what kind of shape it will become, so face the unknown and escape from death!"
The military order was like a mountain, and there was nothing to say about it. It gave a few soldiers a chance to think. After listening to Zheng Xiong's reply, they secretly considered the risks involved.
(End of chapter)
