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"Uncle Wang, this is Han Feng."

When Zhu Yuanchen saw Han Feng, he couldn't help showing surprise on his face.

"Haha... so you are Han Feng, yes, yes, you are very appetizing to me, everyone else is going out, you stay!"

When Zhu Yuanchen spoke, everyone dared not obey, and Han Feng could only stay in the tent.

Chapter 5 and Two

After everyone left the camp, there were only King Ying, the prince and Han Feng left in the tent.

King Ying directly waved to Han Feng enthusiastically.

"Little brother, come here, don't stand there, sit down together."

Han Feng was not a polite person at all, and he admired King Ying's temperament very much, so he also stepped forward, took a stool and sat down.

By the way, he picked up the teacup on the table, filled it up for King Ying, and poured another cup for himself.

Seeing that Han Feng was really so casual, King Ying's eyes lit up, he nodded and said.

"Little brother, I heard that you have saved many soldiers and civilians in Beiyang City this time. It can be said that you have done a lot of credit!"

Han Feng waved his hands when he heard the words.

"My lord, you are joking. Although the villain is a student of Tiannan College, since he joined the city guard army, he is a member of the city guard army. It is only his duty to protect the city and the people. How can he give credit for his contribution.

On the contrary, you, my lord, heard about what happened to Beiyang City, and traveled thousands of miles to express condolences to the soldiers and civilians. This kind of intention and pattern is really admirable. "

Hearing this, the prince Zhu Hongyu on the side couldn't help feeling contemptuous.

From Yingcheng to Beiyangcheng District for dozens of miles, Han Feng was able to say "not far away and thousands of miles away" from Han Feng's mouth. This flattery is too fake.

However, after hearing Han Feng's words, Zhu Yuanchen couldn't help but his eyes lit up, his mustache curled up, and his expression seemed to be overjoyed.

"Boy, you are on the right track!"

Immediately, Zhu Yuanchen laughed, shook his head and said.

"Hahaha...Little brother, it's too good to be true. As a royal family, I should be sympathetic to the people and work tirelessly. This trivial matter is nothing.

Are you right, nephew? "

The corner of Zhu Hongyu's mouth twitched, so he 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 great achievements, what reward will the court offer?"

Zhu Hongyu replied casually.

"The magistrate of Yumen County has promoted Han Feng to take up the 'vacant position' of Qianhu in the city guards. He will be rewarded with [-] merit points and [-] spirit stones."

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanchen frowned.

"No more? Just this little reward?

Hey... Eldest nephew, I'm not talking about you, the so-called saving a life and furthering the seventh-level futu.

This little brother saved the lives of half of the soldiers and civilians in the city with his own efforts. It can be said that his meritorious deeds are immeasurable. How could he just send away such a small reward?

No, no, no more rewards! "

Hearing this, Han Feng's eyes lit up immediately, and a tacit smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that His Royal Highness King Ying, although his words are a bit vulgar and rascal, he still has the excellent quality of "returning favors and rewards", and his previous flattery was not wrong.

But Zhu Hongyu was not in a hurry when he heard the words, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

"Uncle Wang's words are very reasonable, and my nephew also thinks that those who have made meritorious service 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 don't know if this method is suitable for Uncle Wang? "

As soon as this remark came out, Han Feng's expression changed slightly.

This Zhu Hongyu was indeed insidious, and he came up with a move to use his strength to fight, which was to drag King Ying into his camp.

If King Ying agrees with this matter, but he refuses in person again, with this guy's temperament, will he turn his face and deny him?

At that time, in addition to offending the prince, I might also offend the only prince in the dynasty, His Royal Highness.

While Han Feng was thinking about how to resolve the opponent's insidious tricks.

Unexpectedly, King Ying shook his head first.

"No, no, no...it's not appropriate at all!"

Han Feng was overjoyed immediately.

But Zhu Hongyu was puzzled.

"Uncle Wang, what's wrong with this...?"

Zhu Yuanchen looked at Zhu Hongyu with disdain and said.

"Nephew, it's not that I, the uncle of the king, look down on you, what's so good about your crown prince's east palace.

When you were your age, my concubine had already taken seven or eight houses. Unlike you, she was still a naive young child.

If Han Feng follows you, he won't even be able to sleep with a woman in the future. This is not considered a reward, is it good or not! "

When Zhu Hongyu heard this, his eyelids twitched violently a few times.

If someone else dared to say such rude words to him, the other party would have been torn to pieces long ago and would never see the sun of tomorrow.

But the person in front of him is his Uncle Wang, even though the other party only has a small Yingcheng as his fief, he is a prince with no real power.

But Zhu Hongyu knew that his father cared about and felt guilty about his only elder brother in this world.

If he dared to turn against him, his father would definitely be furious.

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Hongyu resisted the impatience in his heart, and said with a humble smile.

"Then...according to Uncle Wang's opinion, how should Han Feng be named?"

"Well..." King Ying stretched out two chubby fingers to stroke his mustache, with a pensive look on his face.

After a while, King Ying raised his eyebrows.

"Yes! Han Feng has made such great contributions, and he deserves to enjoy the glory of being a wife and son, so why not give Han Feng the title of 'Earl'."

"what!"

Zhu Hongyu was startled when he heard this, and immediately shook his head without hesitation.

"This is absolutely impossible, Uncle Wang, since ancient times, the title of earl can only be granted to those who have made great contributions to the country and whose ancestors have made achievements.

There are only two or three earls in the entire Xichuan province. How can Han Feng be worthy of the earl? "

Since ancient times, titles have been divided into five grades: "Gong, Marquis, Bo, Zi, and Male", which represent the status symbols of the aristocratic class. According to the rank, they can obtain the fiefdoms of the imperial court, and even have their own private soldiers according to law.

Because the title can be hereditary, once it is conferred, it can make a family prosper forever, so unless you have made great achievements, the empire rarely rewards even the title of "baron".

And when King Ying opened his mouth, he wanted the imperial court to grant Han Feng the title of earl, which was a big mouth for a lion.

Seeing Zhu Hongyu's resolute refusal, King Ying turned his face in an instant, showing displeasure, as if he was pretending to be aggressive in front of his friends, but his face was refuted.

"Eldest nephew, you kid has become the crown prince, don't you want to give your Uncle Wang this face?

Do you know, when you were still wearing crotch pants, who hugged you and played your little dick?You are now that meat can't hold you back, are you going to heaven? "

Hearing this, Zhu Hongyu couldn't help but blushed, and the muscles on his face twitched wildly. He took several deep breaths before he calmed down, and said to Ying Wang.

"Uncle Wang, don't get me wrong, it's my nephew who wants to please you, it's really a matter of great importance to be named an earl, not to mention my nephew can't make a decision, even my father... I'm afraid I 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" title for Han Feng, what do you think? "

At this question, King Ying's expression softened a bit.

"Well... what you said is not completely unreasonable. Forget it, don't confer a baron, just confer a viscount. If Han Feng has a wife, by the way, give it to a madam."

Hearing this, Zhu Hongyu frowned and wanted to refuse, but King Ying spoke first.

"Nephew, if you still refuse to do this, then you will be disrespecting me as Uncle Wang.

Looking back, I can only lick this old face, and go to His Majesty personally to ask for this reward. "

Although King Ying said this in a tactful way, he tilted his head, stared at his eyes, and made a rascal expression that if you don't agree, I will fight you, but he didn't hide it at all.

So what if you are the crown prince, this king wants to threaten you!

However, Zhu Hongyu was really afraid of King Ying's threat.

This time the eye of the hole is lost, it is already difficult to face the father when he goes back, and he will be severely punished.

If this rogue emperor uncle who doesn't know how to advance or retreat, goes to the imperial court to sue himself for making trouble, how can he feel better.

He cursed himself in his heart that it was unlucky for him to run into this "evil star" here, Zhu Hongyu could only resign himself to it, pinching his nose and admitting it.

"Ahem...Since Uncle Wang has brought his words to this point, my nephew can't guarantee that this will be done, but when I return to the imperial capital this time, I will definitely ask my father for an order to reward Han Feng."

Seeing that the prince agreed, King Ying showed a satisfied smile.

"That's right!"

Then he looked at Han Feng with a proud face.

"Little brother, come, I also offer you a toast, and congratulate you on your upcoming appointment as Viscount."

Chapter 5 and Three: Two "Old Drivers"

It has to be said that the conversation between King Ying and the prince really opened Han Feng's horizons.

Especially Ying Wang's method of "hitting snakes with sticks, rogues and hooligans" is simply not too sharp.

In a few words, the prince, who wished to kill himself soon, pinched his nose and agreed to ask him to be canonized as a viscount.

Han Feng didn't have much idea about the title of Viscount in the Qianlan Empire, but what he knew was that even "Qin Wu", the lord of Bailong County, had not been conferred the title.

Although Han Feng is not an official fan, as the saying goes, people respect me a foot, and I respect him a foot.

The other party helped him solve the trouble and asked for the title, so Han Feng naturally wanted to express his gratitude.

He immediately raised his tea cup and said.

"My lord is not only sympathetic to the people, caring about the common people, but also taking such generous care of ordinary soldiers like me, he is really a role model for us!

The villain's admiration for the prince is like a torrential river, endless, and like a river flooding, it is out of control..."

Han Feng didn't care about 21 and [-], and took the "serial flattery" first.

When Ying Wang heard this, his eyes immediately brightened, his white and fat face was slightly flushed, and his body straightened up unconsciously, which was obviously very beneficial.

But he still waved his hand, pretending to be modest.

"Hey...Little brother, don't say such words. As a member of the royal family, I should seek the well-being of the people and set an example for all people. This is my duty.

If we talk about credit, you are the one who deserves the most credit, little brother, and this king sees you, little brother, with handsome features and a dignified appearance. "

"Hey... the lord has won the prize, I am really ashamed to be a villain!"

……

The so-called "carriers carrying people in flowery sedan chairs", these two people almost boasted each other to the sky with each other, one is rare in the sky, and the other is absolutely nothing on earth.

Zhu Hongyu, who was silent at the side, listened to the conversation between the two, and held the teacup hand tighter and tighter, it was really hard to listen.

However, these two people had the posture of "meeting bosom friends in high mountains and flowing waters", and the more they chatted, the happier they were.

King Ying simply ordered someone to bring a few jars of fine wine and a table of dishes, and drank with Han Feng at the table.

From family and country affairs, the two talked about the philosophy of life, and from the philosophy of life to poetry and songs.

Then it was a matter of course...and headed towards the "Xiasan Road", discussing the romantic affairs enthusiastically.

As soon as we talked about this topic, Han Feng was surprised to find that this Ying Wang was actually "profound", definitely an "veteran driver" with decades of cultivation, and the dirty jokes followed one after another.

Fortunately, Han Feng, as a "senior netizen" in his previous life, is not a vegetarian either.

I have read countless short jokes, plus learning from the island country, Han Feng's theoretical experience is no less than that of Ying Wang, and even better than the other party.

The two old drivers met their rivals, and with the help of wine, the "vehicle speed" was soared on the spot.