After everyone exited the tent, only Prince Ying, Prince Ying and Han Feng were left in the tent.
Prince Ying waved directly to Han Feng warmly.
"Little brother, come on, stop standing there, sit down together."
Han Feng was not a polite person, and he admired King Ying's temperament very much, so he stepped forward, took a stool and sat down.
By the way, he picked up the tea cup on the table, filled it for Prince Ying, and poured another cup for himself.
Seeing that Han Feng was so casual, King Ying's eyes lit up, he nodded and said.
"Little brother, I heard that you saved many soldiers and civilians in Beiyang City this time. It is really a great contribution!"
Han Feng waved his hands after hearing this.
"My lord, you are joking. Although I am a student of Tiannan College, since I have joined the city guard, I am a member of the city guard. It is only my duty to protect the city and the people, so how can I claim credit for it.
On the other hand, Your Majesty, after hearing what happened to Beiyang City, you traveled thousands of miles to come to express condolences to the soldiers and civilians. This kind of intention and pattern are truly admirable. "
Hearing this, Prince Zhu Hongyu couldn't help but feel contempt in his heart.
From Yingcheng to Beiyang City, which is dozens of miles away, Han Feng could actually say "thousands of miles away" from Han Feng's mouth. This flattery is too fake.
However, after hearing what Han Feng said, Zhu Yuanchen couldn't help but his eyes lit up, his mustache curled up, and his expression seemed to be overjoyed.
"Boy, you are so smart!"
Immediately, Zhu Yuanchen laughed and shook his head.
"Hahaha... Little brother, I am exaggerating. As a royal family, I should be considerate of the people's sentiments and work tirelessly. This little thing is nothing.
Are you right, eldest nephew? "
Zhu Hongzhi's mouth twitched on the side and he could only nodded.
"What Uncle Wang said is true."
After Zhu Yuanchen praised himself, he looked at Han Feng with a smile and asked Zhu Hongyu.
"By the way, eldest nephew, this little brother Han has made such a great contribution, what reward can the court give him?"
Zhu Hongyu replied casually.
"The governor of Yumen County has promoted Han Feng to the "empty post" of Qianhu in the City Guards. He will be rewarded with twenty merit points and two thousand spiritual stones."
Hearing this, Zhu Yuanchen frowned.
"No? Just such a small reward?
Hey... My eldest nephew, I'm not telling you what you mean by saving someone's life and furthering your education to the seventh level.
This little brother single-handedly saved the lives of half of the soldiers and civilians in the city. His merits are immeasurable. How could he just throw away such a small reward?
No, no, we have to add more rewards! "
Hearing this, Han Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and a tacit smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
It seems that His Highness Prince Ying, although his words are a bit vulgar and hooligan, he still has the excellent quality of "reciprocating love", and his previous flattery was not wrong.
When Zhu Hongyu heard this, he was not in a hurry and curled up his lips.
"Uncle Wang's words are very reasonable, and my nephew also feels that meritorious officials should be greatly rewarded, so I decided to call Han Feng into the East Palace to work under my nephew.
If there is an opportunity and a suitable official position in the future, I will naturally not treat him badly. I wonder if this method is suitable for Uncle Wang? "
As soon as these words came out, Han Feng's expression changed slightly.
This Zhu Hongyu was indeed insidious, and he used his strength to make a move, which was to drag King Ying into his camp.
If King Ying also agrees with this matter, but he refuses in person again, with this guy's temperament, will he turn his back on him?
By then, in addition to offending the prince, he might also offend the only prince in the dynasty.
While Han Feng was thinking about how to neutralize the opponent's vicious tricks.
Unexpectedly, King Ying was the first to shake his head.
"No, no, no...it's not appropriate at all!"
Han Feng suddenly felt happy.
Zhu Hongyu, on the other hand, was puzzled.
"Uncle Wang, what's wrong with this...?"
Zhu Yuanchen looked at Zhu Hongyu with disdain.
"Eldest nephew, it's not that I, the uncle of the king, look down on you. What's so good about your Prince's East Palace?
When you are as old as you, my concubine has already taken seven or eight bedrooms. Unlike you, she is still an inexperienced child.
If Han Feng follows you, he won't even be able to sleep with a woman in the future. How can this be considered a reward? No, no! "
When Zhu Hongyu heard this, his eyelids jumped a few times.
If others dared to say such rude words to him, the other person would have been cut into pieces long ago and would never see the sun tomorrow.
But it happened that the person in front of him was his uncle Wang. Although he only had a small fiefdom in Yingcheng, he was a prince with no real power.
But Zhu Hongyu knew that his father was quite concerned and guilty about his only brother in the world.
If you dare to fall out with him, your father will definitely be furious.
Taking a deep breath, Zhu Hongyu suppressed the impatience in his heart and said with a humble smile.
"Then... in Uncle Wang's opinion, how should Han Feng be granted the title?"
"Well..." King Ying stretched out two chubby fingers and touched his mustache, with a thoughtful look on his face.
After a moment, King Ying raised his eyebrows.
"Yes! Han Feng has made such great contributions and deserves to be granted the title of "wife and shadow son". Why not give Han Feng the title of "count"."
"What!"
Zhu Hongyu was shocked when he heard this, and immediately shook his head without hesitation.
"This is absolutely impossible, Uncle Wang. Since ancient times, only those who have made great contributions to the country and whose ancestors have made great achievements can be conferred the position of earl.
There are only two or three earls in the entire Xichuan Province. How virtuous and capable is Han Feng to deserve the position of earl? "
Since ancient times, the title has been divided into five levels: "gong, marquis, uncle, son, and male", which represent the status symbol of the aristocratic class. According to the rank, one can obtain the fief of the court and even have his own private soldiers according to the law.
Because the title can be hereditary and replaceable, once canonized, it can make a family prosperous for a long time. Therefore, unless they have made great achievements, the empire rarely rewards even the title of "baron".
And King Ying wanted to ask the court to make Han Feng an earl, which was like a lion's mouth.
Seeing Zhu Hongyu's decisive refusal, King Ying turned his face instantly, as if he was pretending to be cool in front of his friends, but was rejected.
"Eldest nephew, you have become the prince, and you don't want to give your uncle Wang the face I have?
Do you know who was holding you and playing with your penis when you were still wearing crotchless pants? Your two ounces of meat can't hold you back now. Are you going to go to heaven? "
When Zhu Hongyu heard this, his face turned red and the muscles on his face twitched wildly. He took several deep breaths before calming down and said to King Ying.
"Uncle Wang, please don't misunderstand. Unless my nephew wants to please you, the canonization of earl is really a very important matter. Not to mention that my nephew can't make a decision, even my father... I'm afraid he won't agree.
Uncle Wang, if you really want to reward Han Feng with a title, your nephew can ask his father for a "baron" for Han Feng. What do you think? "
After asking this question, Prince Ying's expression softened a bit.
"Well...what you said is not completely unreasonable. Anyway, don't make me a baron, just a viscount. If Han Feng has a wife, give her a royal title."
Hearing this, Zhu Hongyu frowned and wanted to refuse, but King Ying spoke first.
"Eldest nephew, if you still refuse to do this, you are disrespecting me, Uncle Wang.
Looking back, I can only lick this old face and go to His Majesty in person to ask for this reward. "
Although King Ying said this politely, his tilted head, staring eyes, and a scoundrel expression of "I will fight you if you don't agree" were not concealed at all.
So what if you are the crown prince? I just want to threaten you!
However, Zhu Hongyu was really afraid of King Ying's threat.
Now that the Eye of Dongxu has been lost, it will be difficult to face his father when he returns, and he will inevitably be severely punished.
If this scoundrel emperor uncle, who doesn't know how to advance or retreat, went to the imperial court to accuse him of making trouble, how could he be in trouble?
He cursed in his heart that he was unlucky enough to bump into this "evil star" here. Zhu Hongyu could only reluctantly hold his nose and admit defeat.
"Ahem... Since Uncle Wang has said it to this extent, my nephew cannot guarantee that it will come true, but when he returns to the imperial capital this time, he will definitely ask his father for a decree to reward Han Feng."
Seeing that the prince agreed, King Ying showed a satisfied smile.
"This is right!"
Then he looked at Han Feng with a proud look on his face.
"Little brother, come here, I would like to toast you with a toast and congratulate you on your upcoming appointment as Viscount."
