Chapter 46 Behind the scenes

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I took a hot bath and then ate a bowl of hand-made noodles. I lay softly on the bed and fell asleep quickly.

Outside the door, Miss Xia saw that her master seemed to have forgotten to investigate her for lying on the bed and falling asleep without permission, and she held her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

Although Xia Nu's own bed was also very soft, she didn't know why it was not as comfortable as the master's bed. It seemed that it was missing a smell.

I don’t know what she thought of, but the little fox girl’s pretty face turned red.

...

Early in the morning, Shen Hao was awakened by the sound of gongs and drums outside.

The sense of stability that had been missing for more than half a month was disturbed like this. Shen Hao looked gloomy and got up to see which bastard had trouble with him.

But when Shen Hao came out with his clothes on, he saw Xia Nu running towards him with an excited face, and even bumped into him without stopping.

"What are you doing!"

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry Master!"

"You're so good, why are you running?"

Shen Hao was a little angry. Although the little fox girl was soft and comfortable without any pain, but whose slave made a fuss all day long like her?

"Master, master, no, there are many congratulations coming from the Yamen outside. It's really lively with gongs and drums! Butler Hu asked me to wake you up!"

In the blink of an eye, Xia Nu forgot about what she had just bumped into her master. She happily told Shen Hao what was going on outside. She pulled Shen Hao to wash up, and quickly cleaned up Shen Hao. He looked like a hero. look.

"...You said you are from the Yamen? What are you congratulating me on?"

"Master, you have become a noble citizen, you are a first-grade Viscount!"

After saying this, Shen Hao understood what was going on, and immediately the feeling of getting out of bed disappeared, replaced by a novel joy.

Unexpectedly, after more than eight years of life-and-death struggle, he was finally able to make a name for himself. Entering the noble family is equivalent to entering the upper class of this country, even if he is at the end of the upper class, he is still upper class.

After adjusting her green shirt, she clasped her hands behind her back and walked towards the main room without Xia Nu urging her.

There were already four people standing in the main room. Shen Hao had seen them all, but he couldn't be said to be familiar with them. Those who came were the chief officer, adjutant, yamen officer, and master of the Licheng Yamen.

When these four people saw Shen Hao coming out, they quickly congratulated each other with smiles on their faces. They looked happier than Shen Hao, as if they were the ones who won the title.

"Congratulations to Mr. Shen Qi, congratulations to Mr. Shen Qi!"

"congratulations!"

According to the custom of the Jingjiu Dynasty, when someone has both a formal title and a title, the title will be given priority, so these people did not come up and shout "Sir, Lord, Lord".

Then a lot of flattery came over and they were photographed. Compared with the guys in Xuanqing Guard, the officials in the four places in front of them were better at the art of language. Even Shen Hao was unconsciously a little distracted when he was photographing. .

"You are so polite, please take a seat."

Shen Hao didn't have much smile on his face. He didn't need to smile when seeing people now.

Shen Hao didn't smile much here, and the four people in the yamen across from him quickly restrained their words and said to themselves, "This General Manager Shen seems to be really difficult to deal with. Tsk tsk, he has so much evil energy!"

Although he was not wearing the outfit of the Black Flag Camp, the majesty and aura that naturally exuded from Shen Hao was definitely not the slightest bit. Even at home, ordinary people would not dare to look directly at him.

In addition, Shen Haocai presided over the execution of more than 200 people in the East Market yesterday, which was naturally very evil in the eyes of these Yamen officials.

"Mr. Shen Qi, this is your membership certificate. There is also a backup copy in the Yamen. If you accidentally lose it, you can go to the Yamen to get a replacement. Please keep it."

"In addition, according to the benefits of noble status determined by the imperial court, you are now a first-grade viscount, and you can receive 500 kilograms of grain and three pieces of brocade from the Yamen every year. In addition, there is also a family allowance of ten taels of silver per month... "

The treatment of a first-grade Viscount is so shabby.

Of course, for most ordinary people, such as those who climbed out of the dead by virtue of their military exploits, they would definitely be happy when faced with the treatment of a first-grade Viscount, but Shen Hao could forget it.

After listening patiently, he did not leave these four people to eat and served tea to see off the guests.

It's not that Shen Hao is unkind, or that he is reluctant to give up a meal, but that his current status is sensitive and does not allow him to have too much contact with local officials.

"Ask Aunt Zhang to make some sauced pig's trotters and braised peanuts. If you have any good wine, put it in a jar. If you don't want to eat at home at noon, take it away."

"Ah? Take it away... Oh! Good master!" Xia Nu was curious and wanted to ask, but seeing Shen Hao's razor-like eyes, she could only lower her head and swallow her words.

Aunt Zhang moved very quickly, and she made five pig's trotters with sauce, a large bag of braised peanuts, two more kilograms of sauced beef and put them in a huge food box, as well as a jar of five kilograms of old man's stuffed rice.

This was because Shen Hao was worried that if there were still guests, he would not have enough to eat.

"Take the food box and follow me." Shen Hao carried the wine jar and asked Xia Nu to follow with the food box.

As soon as the two went out, a black carriage came over, with a coachman and a strongman sitting in the carriage. Since the last assassination, Shen Hao had no choice but to double his bodyguards.

I went to Fu Shou store and bought incense candles and paper money.

"Go to Jiugong Mountain on the outskirts of the city."

Jiugong Mountain is a tomb mountain twenty miles away from Licheng. It is said to have beautiful scenery and good feng shui. But it is not that simple to be buried here.

Jiugong Mountain is also known as the "Mountain of Merit", and all the people buried here are those who have meritorious service. For example, those heroes who died fighting for our country can find a cenotaph here. Or the government servants who died in the line of duty naturally included Xuanqing Wei.

Xia Nu on the carriage looked out the window curiously. She had never walked around like this since she came to Licheng, and she didn't know where Jiugong Mountain was. It's just that this girl is very good at reading facial expressions. When she noticed that her master looked cold and had his eyes closed, she knew it was best not to disturb him.

The carriage stopped half an hour later, and Shen Hao went up the mountain carrying the wine.

No one needs guidance. Shen Hao has been here many times and knows that the right side of the mountain near the top of the mountain is the "reservation" of Xuan Qingwei.

Shen Hao habitually burned a pile of paper money in front of the reservation and held it in his hands, as a way of saying hello to the heroes of the Xuanqing Guard buried inside. Then go inside.

There are many new-looking tombs inside, and Shen Hao can name most of these tombs.

The nearest coffin grave belongs to Lao Xiao, Shen Hao's former coachman, who died in the attack half a month ago.

Shen Hao came when Lao Xiao was buried, and the sad atmosphere at that time is still vivid in my mind.

Xia Nu now knew what her master was doing here, and she didn't dare to speak. She was busy taking out the food from the food box and placing it in front of several tombstones according to Shen Hao's request.

Shen Hao personally lit incense candles and paper money, and toasted each tomb he knew one by one. He poured a little and drank a sip, chatting from time to time, as if the people inside these tombs were still alive.

A jar of wine was half poured and half drunk, all the soy sauce pig trotters went down Shen Hao's stomach, he also ate a lot of soy sauce beef and braised peanuts, and the rest was given to Xia Nu and the two guards.

Shen Hao waited until the sun went down before gathering his mood and returning to the city.

Those who are familiar with Shen Hao know that Shen Hao comes to Jiugong Mountain basically once a month.