Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

Yang Zhengshan gathered his sleeves and said with disdain: "This dress looks good, but it's too troublesome to wear! It's okay to wear it occasionally, but if I wear it like this every day, I don't have to do anything else!"

It's really cumbersome to wear official uniforms, and someone must help. I can't do it alone.

"What is Daddy thinking? Even if Daddy wants to wear it every day, it can't be worn. The court dress can only be worn during the grand sacrifice and ceremony!" Yang Yunxue smiled innocently.

"That's right!" Yang Zhengshan nodded slightly. If he had to wear it every day, wouldn't it be troublesome?

He felt troublesome, and other officials would definitely feel troublesome.

Everyone doesn't have so much free time to fiddle with such a set of clothes every day.

"By the way, don't go out tomorrow, stay at home honestly!" Yang Zhengshan said.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Yang Yunxue said with some confusion.

Liang Jinyan looked at Yang Zhengshan with a serious expression.

Yang Zhengshan shook his head and said to Liang Jinyan: "It's okay, you just stay at home, don't worry about other things."

Although Yang Yunxue is smart, she is a woman after all. It's not that Yang Zhengshan looks down on women, but women are in contact with the backyard and don't know much about the situation in the court.

Compared with him, although Liang Jinyan is only the deputy commander of the military department, he is born in the Ningguo Mansion after all, and is very sensitive to the court affairs, so when Yang Zhengshan mentions it, he can guess a little.

"I understand, I will stay in the mansion with my wife all the time!" Liang Jinyan said.

Yang Zhengshan looked at Yang Yunxue again and comforted her: "Don't worry, your father is the Jing'an Marquis who is brave and outstanding among the three armies, there will be no danger!"

Jing'an is his title, which comes from Jing'an Mansion.

In short, his fiefdom is in Jing'an Mansion, but the Lord of Darong has no fiefdom, only granted land and salary.

The title of Jing'an Marquis has been determined long ago, but Yang Zhengshan doesn't know about the rank of Jing'an Marquis.

Darong's title is divided into three grades and nine levels, namely, the first-class duke, the second-class duke, the third-class duke, the first-class marquis... the third-class earl. At present, Yang Zhengshan is not clear about what rank of marquis he is, but he knows that he is Jing'an Marquis.

As for whether it is hereditary, it is even more unclear.

Although the titles of the floating nobles, hereditary, and hereditary without replacement are all marquises, the difference is a world of difference.

The floating nobles are not honorary nobles at all, they are just titles. Only the titles of hereditary and hereditary without replacement can be considered honorary nobles.

However, the first-generation titles are generally only used for posthumous titles. Yang Zhengshan estimates that his Jing'an Marquis is most likely a hereditary marquis.

As for hereditary without replacement, there is no need to think about it. It is already a blessing to be able to get a hereditary marquis, and hereditary without replacement is not even conceivable.

"Dad, will there be trouble in the conferment ceremony?" Yang Yunxue is not stupid. Although she is not clear about the situation in the court, she has some guesses in her heart when she sees Yang Zhengshan say so.

Yang Zhengshan shook his head slightly, "This is not something you should worry about. Daddy is here for everything. Just rest assured and take care of yourself at home!"

Yang Yunxue is still pregnant, and Yang Zhengshan doesn't want her to worry too much.

If he wasn't afraid that she would run out to watch the conferment ceremony tomorrow, he wouldn't say this.

"My wife!" Liang Jinyan reminded softly.

Yang Yunxue hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Well, Daddy, don't worry, your daughter will wait for you in the mansion!"

She also knew that she couldn't help, and staying in the mansion without causing trouble for Yang Zhengshan was the right way.

...

No words all night.

The next morning, Yang Zhengshan arrived in front of Fengtian Gate early in the morning under the arrangement of the officials of the Ministry of Rites.

The morning court ended, and the deacons and officials in front of Fengtian Gate took their positions.

After three majestic drums, the whole audience was silent, and the ceremonial officer announced the start of the conferment ceremony.

The civil and military officials came to the square in front of Fengtian Gate under the guidance of the ushering officer and took their positions.

The music started, and eight ritual officials led Yang Zhengshan in through the east gate of Fengtian Gate, and stood by the red wall of Fengtian Hall. When the crown prince, Prince Cheng and Prince Gong arrived at Fengtian Hall, the music stopped.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites held the imperial edict in their hands and went up the western steps of the red wall of Fengtian Hall, and also came to the front of the red steps to pay respect and stand.

The imperial edict was the edict that the emperor used to confer titles on vassal states, princes, clansmen, concubines and meritorious officials, and read the title to the recipients.

The imperial edict was the proof of meritorious service. With the imperial edict, you are a legitimate marquis.

The queen, imperial concubine, prince, etc. all used gold edicts, while the county princes and county princes' wives used silver edicts decorated with gold, and the nobles such as dukes, marquises and earls used paper edicts.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites sang in front of the red steps, and Yang Zhengshan went forward and bowed three times and kowtowed nine times.

Then the music started, and the official in charge of the edict knelt in Fengtian Hall to accept the imperial edict and left through the middle door of the hall. Standing in China and abroad. Praise: "There is a system"!

Praise the Liguan singing: "Kneel"!

Yang Zhengshan knelt again, and then the officials of the Ministry of Rites began to read the system. The long list of texts seemed particularly solemn and loud under the chanting of the officials of the Ministry of Rites.

But Yang Zhengshan knelt in front of the door of the hall and complained.

Damn, how long will this kneel?

This is the first time I have knelt for so long in my life.

And he was not kneeling to the prince and others, but to the empty throne.

The old emperor is no longer here. Although the ceremony of conferring titles was presided over and managed by the prince, in fact, the prince had no right to confer titles.

The prince was just borrowing the name of Emperor Chengping to confer titles.

Of course, this does not mean that this ceremony of conferring titles is not in accordance with the ritual system. The cabinet and the Ministry of Rites have agreed, and all the civil and military officials in the court have witnessed it. Even if the old emperor is not here, this ceremony of conferring titles is legal and ceremonial.

The tedious ceremony lasted for more than an hour, and it was not until Yang Zhengshan took over the treasure book that the ceremony came to an end.

Finally, Yang Zhengshan held the treasure book in his hand and bowed three times and kowtowed nine times to express his gratitude.

As he expected, he, the Marquis of Jing'an, was a hereditary third-class Marquis.

Being a hereditary third-class prince means that after Yang Mingcheng inherits the title, he will only be a first-class uncle.

Although the third rank is a bit low, Yang Zhengshan is not qualified to dislike it.

His ability to become a marquis was due to chance and various coincidences.

If Emperor Taiping hadn't been seriously ill, if it hadn't been for the fight between the prince and Prince Cheng and Prince Gong, if it hadn't been for the rebellion of Prince Qing, the invasion of the Uuliang Hu tribe, and if it hadn't been for the change in the situation in the court, he would have had no chance of becoming a marquis.

"Master Hou, you can get up!" A head of the Ministry of Rites came to Yang Zhengshan's side and reminded him.

Yang Zhengshan let out a long breath, wow, he could finally get up.

He stood up and looked around. The civil and military officials around him had different expressions. Some looked at him with kindness, some with eyes filled with envy, and of course some with eyes filled with jealousy and hatred.

There are many jealous people, but not many haters.

Among the nobles, an old man with gray hair looked at Yang Zhengshan, his eyes seemed to be quenched with poison.

Without thinking, Yang Zhengshan knew who this person was.

Jingyuan Hou Su Qian!

Who else would hate Yang Zhengshan so much except him!

Yang Zhengshan glanced at Marquis Jingyuan, then raised his head to look at the Prince, Prince Cheng and Prince Gong above with an unwavering expression.

This was the first time for him to meet the Crown Prince, Prince Cheng and Prince Gong!

The three of them are all outstanding figures, with majestic looks and extraordinary demeanor.

However, the expressions of the three people are different.

The prince looked at Yang Zhengshan with approval, as if Yang Zhengshan was someone he favored and someone he supported.

King Cheng's face was solemn and his eyes were like daggers, giving people a sharp-edged feeling.

Prince Gong had a faint smile on his face, but Yang Zhengshan felt that this guy's smile was fake.

"My lord Yang Zhengshan thanks His Highness the Crown Prince and the two princes!"

Yang Zhengshan held the treasure book in his hand and bowed.

"The Marquis of Jing'an is exempt from the courtesy, haha. The Marquis of Jing'an has suppressed the rebellion and wiped out the barbarians. He has made great achievements in battle. He is a great general of my great honor. He is well-deserved to be granted the title of Marquis today."

"I have been ordered by my father to supervise the country. I should show my merits to the Marquis of Jing'an and reward the soldiers on the front line."

"I have read Marquis Jing'an's memorial. Marquis Jing'an's proposal is very pertinent. I have discussed it with the elders and the adults from the Ministry of War. The next arrangements for Tenglong Guard and Chongshan Town will be based on what Marquis Jingan said. Promotion with all the meritorious soldiers!”

The prince said in a gentle voice.

Yang Zhengshan was slightly startled, this was an unexpected result.

The memorial mentioned by the prince should be his arrangement of official positions in Tenglong Guard and Chongshan Town. Although it was his proposal, he did not expect that the prince would all agree to his arrangement.

More importantly, Yang Zhengshan was surprised by the prince's attitude towards him.

He thought that the prince would hate him and be dissatisfied with him, but now the prince not only looked kindly to him, but also agreed to his previous proposal.

This really made him feel a little incredible.

"Your Highness is wise!" What else could Yang Zhengshan say, except to praise his wisdom.

Seeing that his attitude was good, the prince nodded with satisfaction, but then his face turned cold.

"The Marquis of Jing'an is the hero of our great glory. He quelled King Qing's rebellion, wiped out the Wuliang army, defended the country's territory, and protected the people of Li. He has made great contributions to our court. However, there is someone in the court. The hero who murdered me, Da Rong, colluded with Jianghu Xiaoxiao to intercept and kill the Marquis of Jing'an!"

"I will supervise the country under the orders of my father. I will never allow treacherous villains in the court to murder heroes. Today is the ceremony for the Marquis of Jing'an to ennoble me. I should seek justice for the Marquis of Jing'an!"

As he spoke, the prince glanced sharply at the ministers.

Yang Zhengshan's mind sank slightly, knowing that what was supposed to come would eventually come.

Whether it's interception, killing, or making a marquis, it's actually just a drama of fighting in the court.

He only played the role of a pawn in it.

It is a chess piece laid out by the prince, a chess piece that cannot control itself.

At this time, he finally understood why the prince had agreed to his proposal before, and why he was so kind to him!

This is to make him obedient and let him be a pawn at the mercy of the prince.

Yang Zhengshan lowered his head and said nothing.

He understood that what was coming next, although he played a leading role in it, actually had no room for him to play at all.

The prince said it openly and honestly. He had no reason to refute, let alone the confidence to resist, so he could only let the prince do what he wanted.

The civil and military officials also held their breaths and waited quietly, listening.

"Prince Gong, Prince Cheng, do you know your guilt?" The prince directly attacked the two princes.

Prince Gong and Prince Cheng looked at each other.

King Cheng showed a faint smile and said: "His Royal Highness is joking, how can I be detrimental to the Marquis of Jing'an? With the country, the Marquis of Jing'an is a good general. He has made great contributions to the country. For personal reasons, I and the Marquis of Jing'an will never be together." There is no grudge today. It’s too late for me to respect Marquis Jing’an, so how can I do harm to Marquis Jing’an!”

As he said that, he cast a kind look at Yang Zhengshan, as if he was very optimistic about Yang Zhengshan.

In fact, neither the prince nor Prince Cheng and Prince Gong had any personal grudges or dissatisfaction with Yang Zhengshan. Yang Zhengshan was involved in this dispute only because of the current situation.

In the court struggle, personal grudges are not important. What is important is whether you are useful and whether you can be used. As for your opinions, sorry, we don't care.