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Chapter 974: Honor

Just twenty days later, Qin Feng appeared outside Wang Hou's mansion again.

Twenty days ago, he received the skillful hand of Qin Feng's order and left Yuejing that night, galloping to Shayang and then to Taiping County. The county magistrates of the two places naturally did not dare to neglect the situation. They should give up other tasks for the time being and make sure that the rail cars from Shayang to Feng County can be opened to traffic within the time required by the emperor.

This is not only a compliment to the emperor's eloquence, but also a tribute to Wang Hou, the Minister of Personnel who devoted himself to the Ming Dynasty. Or, the latter meaning is more.

With the close cooperation of the imperial center, Shayang and Taiping, the Shafeng Line railcar was completely steadily in just twenty days. Although the corresponding supporting measures cannot be fully implemented, it doesn't matter if it only deals with one operation.

Of course, after the opening of traffic, there have been several pass tests between Fengxian and Shayang. This time, I have to take the rail car, but His Majesty the Emperor. If something goes wrong in the middle, it will be hard to say.

After several experiments, it was confirmed that there was no problem with safety, and then they were reported to the court. During the experiment, different speeds were tested. This time, the emperor sent Wang Hou, the Minister of Personnel, to return to his roots. This speed was naturally not fast, so the officials were very careful.

Of course, Qin Feng was not alone this time. All the officials in the Beijing government came to see him off. Everyone understood that this farewell will be forever.

From the third update, the people living in Yangcha Hutong heard the sudden sound of horse hooves, followed by neat footsteps. Through the windows and door cracks, the outside was brightly lit, rows of fully armed soldiers were on the stairs in three steps, and the Yangcha Hutong was on the stairs in five steps. Looking at the uniforms of the soldiers in Bugang, they turned out to be soldiers from the Fire Death Camp.

The people in the capital of the Liehuo Death Camp are naturally familiar with each other. In fact, their military flags are too hideous. Of course, they also know that the Liehuo Death Camp is the emperor's personal soldiers. Now the soldiers in Bugang are from the Liehuo Death Camp, so naturally the emperor is coming.

Wang Hou, the Minister of Personnel, lives in the alley. This is not a secret. However, in the eyes of the common people, this high-ranking official is just a kind old man. He really can't tell the way of the high-ranking official. He usually goes up and down the yamen and has a green cloth sedan. In addition to the sedan chair, there are only four guards around him.

Sometimes when he happened to meet this young old man who got out of the sedan chair, he would happily greet his neighbors in the alley. In the eyes of everyone, this high-ranking official was no different from an ordinary person.

Of course, ordinary people will never know that the two sedan chairmen who carried the sedan chair for this old man were both good at level seven in martial arts cultivation, and the four guards who followed him, the one with the highest martial arts cultivation, had already crossed the threshold of level nine. These people, wherever they were, were all powerful figures.

And that kind old man is indeed nothing scary for ordinary people, but as long as he is an official, even if he hears his name, his heart will jump hard for a few times.

Wang Shangshu of Yangcha Hutong has lived here for several years, and has never happened like today. Now, something big happened naturally. Everyone was speculating that this sleep could not sleep well.

As the rooster crowed for the fifth time, it was getting dawn, and soldiers knocked on the door one by one, and told the people in the whole alley not to go out for the time being. Then, there were other black soldiers stationed in each household.

These soldiers are naturally invisible to the people. They are eagles and falcons from the Eagle's Nest. In the past, the Shangshusbands of His Holy Descendants were light chariots, and the emperor himself was a master of the master level, and basically no one could threaten the emperor. But today, in addition to the emperor, there are all high-ranking officials in Beijing. Most of these people are literati with no ability to protect themselves, and such a big move could not be hidden from the spies of Qi Chuqin lurking in Yuejing. If someone had a bad intention and had an assassination here and injured any of them, the Ming Dynasty would not have been able to get out of Taiwan.

Just after the fifth update, officials had arrived in front of the gate of the Yangcha Hutong Palace. As time went by, the level of officials came was getting higher and higher. Until the first ray of sunlight shone on the entire Yuejing City, Qin Feng finally appeared outside Yangcha Hutong.

Countless officials knelt down and shouted long live.

Qin Feng walked towards the gate of the royal palace with a heavy expression. He took a step beside him. The chief minister followed him step by step. Later, the ministers and ministers of various departments followed silently.

The gate of Wang Hou's mansion was opened, Shu Chang and Wang Yueyao came out together, and both bowed to the ground. Behind them, four guards carried a recliner, and Wang Hou, who was standing in a shaped bone, lay half on it.

Stepping out of the door and seeing the scene outside, a hint of blush flashed across Wang Hou's face. He struggled to sit up, but Qin Feng took a step forward and gently pressed him down.

"Old Wang, this is what you deserve." He said softly.

Quan Yun walked to the other side, "Old Wang, today I will return to my hometown. Quan Yun led all civil and military officials to see you off."

Wang Hou's lips trembled and his eyes were red. He wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth but couldn't say anything. He knew in his heart that no one who was a minister had ever obtained such a posture, such pomp and such glory since ancient times.

He stretched out his thin hand and held it tightly, and after a while he spoke up: "For the Ming Dynasty, for Your Majesty."

Quan Yun nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, for the Ming Dynasty and Your Majesty, we will continue to die!"

Wang Hou nodded with relief.

Old Man Xiao, the Minister of Rites, stepped away from behind and stood in front of Wang Hou: "Old Wang, there is a memorial voice, and you are not in a convenient way, so just lie down and listen!"

This is an imperial edict, written by Old Man Xiao himself, which is naturally extremely colorful. It records Wang Hou's life achievements. As for Wang Hou's first half of his life, it was naturally the Spring and Autumn style. After a generation, it was a rich and colorful exaggerated Wang Hou's achievements in the second half of his life. At first, Xiao Shangshu naturally looked down on Wang Hou, but over the years, Xiao Shangshu was dissatisfied with dissatisfaction, but eventually turned into full admiration. This decree was the most proud article in his life. He was full of voice and emotion and sincere feelings. Qin Fengquanyun and others on the side were full of tears. Wang Yueyao, who was kneeling on the ground, started to sob and cry.

Among this decree, Wang Hou was granted the title of Duke of Yi. It would be fine if he was a Duke of Yi. The key is that he was hereditary and divorced with the country.

This means that when Wang Hou dies, this Duke will pass it to the next generation, but Wang Hou has only one daughter, and this Duke's hat will only pass it to Wang Yueyao. He inherited the title as a woman. Not only was he the first in the Ming Dynasty, but he thought he would also be the first person in ancient times. However, Wang Yueyao has always been an important official in the Ming Dynasty. In everyone's subconscious, the first thing he thought of was not Wang Yueyao as a woman.

After reading the edict, Xiao Shangshu gently tucked the edict under Wang Hou's pillow, leaned over and whispered in Wang Hou's ear: "Prince, go well, go smoothly."

The sound of horse hooves came from his ears. Everyone looked at the end of Yangcha Hutong. Two stern white horses were pulling a four-wheeled carriage and appeared in their sight. The one who drove was the Minister of War Zhang Xiaozheng. On both sides of the carriage, the one who was riding a horse was the general's wild dog Gan Wei, and the other was the emperor's personal guard commander Mahou.

There is still a long way from Yuejing City to Shayang County City. Of course, this journey is only possible by carriages.

"Prince, this was made by skillfully carrying several masters." Qin Feng walked to the recliner, stretched out his hands, inserted one into Wang Hou's armpit, held the other on his thigh, and actually picked up Wang Hou with his own hands, turned around and walked towards the carriage.

The kitten had already opened the carriage door. Qin Feng walked in with Wang Hou in his arms. The inside was already well arranged and extremely comfortable. This section of the road was not short, and Wang Hou's body was extremely weak. In order to ensure speed, Wang Hou would not have any accidents due to the hard work of the journey. This carriage took a lot of effort from skillful hands and several masters.

After Wang Hou was placed, Qin Feng got off the carriage, Wang Yueyao and Shu Chang got on the carriage as their daughters and sons-in-law to take care of them, but Qin Feng rode on the war horse. With Xiao Shangshu's call for driving, the civil servants and military generals on the street bowed together.

"I respectfully send Duke Yi to his hometown!"

Zhang Xiaomao waved his whip and let out a "driving" whip. Two skilled horses stepped forward together, and the carriage followed.

Looking at the carriage gradually fading away, Old Man Xiao stroked his long beard: "It is really worth it to be this point for me. If Mr. Xiao gets this treatment, it is really worth it even if he dies immediately. Zhang, the Ministry of War, is the coachman, the general is the escort, and His Majesty personally escorts it!"

"Old Xiao, the prince has been following His Majesty since the rebellion of His Majesty. Looking at the history books, this kind of honor is still unfamiliar, and I am afraid it will be no one after another." Su Kairong, who was on the side, sighed.

"That's not necessarily true. Shangshu Xiao, if you can open the school to every village under the Ming Dynasty, so that every corner of the Ming Dynasty can sound reading, I can guarantee that you can also get this honor." Quan Yun on the side said slowly.

"The Chief Auxiliary's words are serious?" Xiao Shangshu's eyes lit up and he asked at Quan Yun.

"There is no false words." Quan Yun nodded.

"Okay, that's great." Xiao Shangshu's eyes shining brightly. "I am still strong. I have to live for ten years and I have to make every corner of my Ming Dynasty sound reading."
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