If you ask for this reward, you don't want it. Pen, Qu, Pavilion www.biquge.info this person has already been a commander, and the title of general is already there. It should be a specific official rank.

But Zhuo Yijia didn't ask for it. She just looked up at Emperor Ming Xian. After all, when everyone thought she would continue, she didn't.

"That's it?" Emperor Ming Xian sat upright and asked as he watched Zhuo Yijia raise his voice.

Zhuo Yijia buried her head, her eyebrows and eyes were all covered by the mask on her face. The thin lips outside the mask lightly opened: "Don't dare to ask for more." ”

Hearing this, Emperor Ming Xian opened his mouth and smiled, and his gaze fell on Zhuo Yijia's body and became a little far-reaching: "General Streamer will naturally be promoted to the rank of official when he pacifies the northern frontier this time. Besides, does the general have any other requirements?"

"It is the long-cherished wish of the last general to be able to ensure the peace of the people of Nanshang. The rest was unexpected. Zhuo Yijia's voice was very calm, so that people couldn't see what she was thinking.

"I heard that you are from Zhengyang, Northland, without a father or mother, and alone. Since you are alone and home, how about I reward you in the Jingshi family's house?" Emperor Ming Xian looked at Zhuo Yijia standing in the hall, his gaze fell fixedly on her thin lips and chin that were exposed outside the mask, his eyes froze, and he quickly recovered.

Zhuo Yijia raised his head, glanced at Emperor Ming Xian, and quickly lowered his head.

"Barbarians are immortal, how can they be home. ”

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

Zhuo Yijia lowered her head and looked at the marble patterns on the ground. Is this because she is a general ordered by King Huairong? Or is it something else...... Or is it a temptation?

"The general is so ambitious. A smile appeared on Emperor Ming Xian's thoughtful face, and he moved his gaze away: "In this way, I will owe this reward." When the general thinks about it, he will come to me and ask for it. ”

"Thank you, Emperor Longen!" Zhuo Yijia gave another dignified fist salute.

After that, he turned his head and looked at the father-in-law next to him: "Happy, let's announce the decree." ”

"Yes. Hearing this, Gonggong Xi, who was standing next to Emperor Ming Xian, hunched his waist and walked forward two steps to the edge of the stairs, then straightened his back, held the yellow holy decree in his hand in front of him, and slowly unfolded:

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor's edict said: I only have the merit of Qiankun Wuhe and Shilong Pingjiang. Internal and external governance, Yu Mao Yonghe. The ceremony was prepared. Indoctrination is the cause of prosperity. There is a female streamer Xun with the help of the barbarians, and she wears armor. The consultation was completed in northern Liaoning, thousands of miles away from the Dading Anjiang River. Nationality exists. Today, he was promoted to the general of Sanpin Zhenbei, eating 100 stones, and fighting thousands of miles. Chin this. ”

"The last general is streamer, thank you Lord Longen, long live my emperor, long live, long live!" Zhuo Yijia knelt straight on the ground, his hands raised high, and echoed loudly.

After announcing the decree, the prince rolled up the holy decree in his hand, then stepped down the steps, handed it to Zhuo Yijia's high hand, and then retreated behind Emperor Ming Xian.

"Then where is the general going to settle down later?" Emperor Ming Xian asked again as he watched Zhuo Yijia receive the holy decree.

"If you go back to the emperor, General Zhang has set up a small house in Beijing for the last general, and the last general will live here during this time in Beijing. Zhuo Yijia hung his head and replied.

"I see. I also said that if you have nowhere to go, you can rest in the palace courtyard during this time. Wait for the general to settle down. A banquet was set up in the palace to catch the wind and wash the dust for the general. Emperor Ming Xian looked at Zhuo Yijia and slowly looked away.

This is the time of the New Year, when the news of the good news of the northern Liaobei army came to Beijing, a celebration banquet was prepared. However, all the meritorious people of that son were fighting in foreign countries, and this feast has been waiting until now.

"The last general thanks the emperor for his grace!" Zhuo Yijia knelt in the hall with his back straight, holding the holy decree in both hands, and replied with a glance.

After Emperor Ming Xian swept the hall, he fell on Zhuo Yijia again.

"You won't wear this mask at the banquet, will you?"

Hearing this, Zhuo Yijia was stunned. looked up at Emperor Ming Xian, and quickly lowered it again: "Naturally wear it." ”

The brows on Emperor Ming Xian's face were obviously wrinkled, and then he let go: "This can't be done, where is there a protagonist who doesn't show his face." ”

Zhuo Yijia, who was kneeling in the main hall, frowned under the mask: "If you go back to the emperor, the face of the last general is difficult to see, and he is afraid of the Son of Heaven, and he does not dare to make a mistake." ”

"Can you still scare me? Don't believe it, come, take off the mask, and I'll see. With a smile on his face, Emperor Ming Xian looked at Zhuo Yijia below.

For a moment, there was an eerie silence in the hall. The ministers in the hall quietly looked sideways, looking at the woman kneeling in the main hall with the holy decree in her hand.

Which one is not curious?

Zhuo Yijia was silent for a moment, then bit her thin lips. A look of embarrassment.

"Isn't it General Streamer who still has any rules that can't be told to people?" Emperor Ming Xian sat on it and said as if jokingly: "It's like seeing your face under the mask, so you can make a promise or something?"

Everyone in the hall looked sideways and laughed at this absurd rule.

"Back to the emperor's words, that's exactly the case. Zhuo Yijia knelt in the hall and replied solemnly.

The voices in the main hall were silent. Then they all raised their heads and swept over Emperor Ming Xian who was sitting above.

After being silent, Emperor Ming Xian finally looked away: "In this way, I don't dare to look at it." Well, since the general is unwilling, then he will not force it. After a few days of palace banquets, don't forget it. ”

"The last general will not dare. Zhuo Yijia held the holy decree, knelt straight, and replied.

The officials standing on both sides of the council hall echoed the voice, and for a while it was full of congratulatory voices.

At noon, retreat.

Zhuo Yijia followed the courtiers and withdrew from the main hall.

The warm midday sun is shining in late spring. Zhuo Yijia walked out of the main hall and stood outside the meeting hall, first looking up at the faint white clouds. Then his gaze shifted downwards to the long staircase in front of him.

This is the courtroom. It was the gathering place of the core political center dominated by the rulers of the Southern Merchants. One day, she finally walked up by herself, step by step.

Zhuo Yijia narrowed his eyes slightly. The corners of his lips outside the mask were slightly hooked. He lifted his feet and walked down the stairs.

"General Streamer, please stay. ”

Hearing the voice behind him, Zhuo Yijia paused, and turned his head to look at the person behind him who stopped him.

"The general is so courageous, I don't know if the general will be free today?"

Zhuo Yijia's gaze fell on the person who spoke. After a while, he spoke: "I don't know what happened to Lord Zhuo?"

"Today, a banquet was set up in the contemptible house to catch the wind for his eldest brother and nephew. They all came back from the frontier, and if the general did not give up, he would be invited to return home. Zhuo Zihua walked next to Zhuo Yijia, with a smile on his face, and asked gently.

When he came to the palace and was promoted by the Son of Heaven himself, he was only a great commander. The other heroes, the big ones, were personally announced by the father-in-law in the palace. If it is not big, it will be directly promoted by the Zhongshu Province according to the above meaning. As a result, the two generals of the Zhuo family failed to go to the main hall to personally accept the promotion of the Son of Heaven.

Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhuo Zihua with a smile on his face in front of him, and the purple government pulled the whole person slender and straight. The white hair on the sideburns was half-covered by the official hat. She slowly hooked the corners of her lips down.

"Very well. ”