Chapter three hundred: hereditary
"Dang~dang~dang~"
Wanli sixteenth year, June 15th
When the melodious Jingyang Bell rang throughout the capital, not only the east and west gates of the Forbidden City were opened, but even the Meridian Gate, which was never opened unless there was an important event, was also opened at this moment!
Outside the door, the people who went to court were neatly arranged according to rank. In addition to the usual civil and military officials, many aristocratic families who did not need to go to court on weekdays also all arrived at this moment, and filed in along the east and west side doors.
Soon, when a group of civil and military ministers and members of the Xunqi family crossed the Jinshui Bridge and headed towards the Huangji Palace, the roars of dozens of elephants and the roars of tigers and leopards also reached everyone's ears in an instant.
Faced with this deafening roar of the beast, even the officials and relatives who had known that today was a great meeting couldn't help but be surprised at this moment.
You should know that a general court meeting only uses six elephants at most. A court meeting like this that uses dozens of elephants, as well as tigers and leopards, except for the New Year's Day meeting, will only be held unless the country has extremely important state affairs.
Implementation.
'The champion is really deeply loved by the saints! A ceremony for conferring rewards actually uses the etiquette that is only used for New Year's Day ceremonies!'
Seeing this scene, all the civil and military ministers and members of the Xunqi family could not help but sigh in their hearts at this moment.
"The emperor oversees the court, and all the officials meet!"
As Zhang Jing, who was standing in front of the imperial steps, shouted loudly, all the officials knelt down to receive him.
"Long live my emperor!"
Amidst the shouts of "Long Live the Mountain", a little fat man wearing a bright red dragon robe and a black gauze winged crown, with sonorous and powerful steps, proudly climbed up the imperial steps, and then sat on the dragon chair.
"All my dear friends, you will be spared the gift of courtesy!"
As soon as he flicked his sleeves, the little fat man in a good mood immediately asked all the officials to stand up.
"Yesterday my Yulin Guards returned triumphantly. Today coincides with the fifteenth dynasty. It is the right time to reward a group of meritorious ministers. The champion prince Wang Bing stepped forward to receive the award!"
Instead of letting the eunuch standing by to announce it on his behalf, the little fat man personally announced that Wang Bing would come out to receive the seal.
"Today, the champion Wang Bing leads the Yulin army to clear away the border troubles, recover the lands in the Hetao, and ensure the safety of our country in the Ming Dynasty. His illustrious military exploits are unparalleled in a hundred years. Today, I am specially ennobled as a military minister of Fengtian Yiyun Pushing Sincerity and Xuanli.
The champion prince, Youzhu Kingdom, will give you an iron certificate! In addition, you will be rewarded with 500,000 platinum and 10,000 taels of gold! You are allowed to ride horses in the palace..."
'What? Iron coupon? The legendary iron coupon that avoids death? That thing can really avoid death? I think it's more like a life reminder charm, right?'
When he heard the words "Iron Ticket", Wang Bing, a guy who has watched too many movies and TV series from later generations, subconsciously thought that this was the legendary Iron Ticket to avoid death.
As everyone knows, this iron certificate is the certificate that represents his hereditary title of champion marquis. When the time comes, his descendants who want to inherit the title will have to take this iron certificate to the inner palace for verification!
"I accept the order and thank you!"
After the little fat man finished reading out the reward in person, Wang Bing kowtowed in a polite manner and thanked him. However, when he stood up, when he and the little fat man looked at each other, the two of them smiled tacitly.
"Announcement: Qi Panzong, Li Zunzu, Li Chengming, Hu Dabiao, Wu Youren, Zhu Dingchen, Zhang Weixian, and Wu Changsheng came forward to hear the title!"
After the little fat man personally bestowed the title on Wang Bing, Zhang Jing, who was standing by the imperial steps, began to bestow the title on the other Yulin Guard generals at the little fat man's signal.
It didn't take long, as the decree of granting the title was read out, in a blink of an eye, Qi Panzong and 'Er Li', the three original uncles, had now become hereditary military earldoms with iron certificates. And the other five people,
With this battle, he was awarded the honorary title of Military Master.
It is worth mentioning that among the five newly promoted earls, Wu Changsheng, the newly promoted uncle, is the first commoner in the Yulin Guard to be promoted from an ordinary sergeant to an earl. The first to teach the little fat man to attend the Royal Military Academy.
The promise made was fulfilled.
"Your Majesty, is there something wrong with granting such a title..."
Faced with the little fat man's lavish conferral of titles as if he didn't need any money, among the officials who participated in the conferment meeting, the reactions of civil, military and honorary officials were all different.
Therefore, as soon as the edict conferring the title was read out, a censor from the Supervisory Academy stood up.
However, before the censor could finish speaking, he was directly interrupted by the little fat man.
"What Ai Qing said is true. Granting such a title does not reward merit. However, the Yulin Guards are my own soldiers and should set an example for our entire Ming army, so it is better to keep it low to avoid them coming.
It’s floating, hahahaha!”
The censor, who was originally a little relieved after hearing the little fat man's previous words, was so angry that he almost vomited blood at the little fat man's next words.
The title of Yu Linwei is almost being wholesaled. Do you still think that reward is not rewarded? Is this enough to say that it is "suppressed"? If it is not suppressed, then everyone will not be granted the title of duke?
"His Majesty……"
"What your Majesty said is true! Since the formation of the army, the Yulin Guards have won hundreds of battles and have never been defeated. However, in order to prevent the officers from being proud, it is indeed necessary to suppress them. Your Majesty's move is to preserve the ambition of the Yulin Guards to make progress.
A good strategy!”
Before the censor could speak again, Pan Sheng, who was the second assistant, hurriedly spoke before him. At the end, he turned his head and gave the censor a fierce look.
Suppressing military generals is good, but you also have to look at the timing, right? The great victory in Hetao is now the time when military generals are in the spotlight. If you go to throw cold water on this time, you won't be happy about it. The key is that it will also make the emperor treat you.
If civil servants feel disgusted, it is really not worth the gain!
"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"
Immediately after Pan Sheng, the second assistant, Zhang Rong, the British public servant, also stepped forward.
Although it was just "Your Majesty's Holy Wisdom" and did not say much, it clearly expressed the attitude of the honorable relatives.
As for the other generals, they wanted to stand up and argue with the censor who had not finished speaking. But when he opened his mouth, he found that the best way to express himself at this moment was the sentence "Your Majesty is wise."
'Yes.
Therefore, under the leadership of a group of military generals, 'Your Majesty's Holy Ming' resounded throughout the entire Huangji Palace in an instant. And those civil servants, under such circumstances, whether sincerely or falsely, had no choice but to echo loudly.
At this point, Wang Bing and the little fat man's original plan of using the Yulin Guards to win over and support their relatives and generals was initially successful.
"Give a banquet to Qianqing Palace!"
Later, after the sound of "Sheng Ming" from the mountain, the little fat man in a good mood flicked his robe sleeves and announced his intention to entertain a group of civil and military officials at the Qianqing Palace.
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"Brothers and sisters, what do you think of this kid Chang Luo?"
While Wang Bing and other heroes of the Yulin Guard and hundreds of officials were having a banquet in the front hall of Qianqing Palace, in the Xinuan Pavilion behind, Sister Xi, the current empress, looked at the female instructor and Yongning with a smile on her face.
Chapter completed!