The Emperor is Above

Chapter 297 A vassal minister who is only fifteen years old!

When lower commoners and upper commoners were given titles, the official in charge of ceremonies presided over the reading of the titles.

When the lower-ranking and middle-ranking vassal officials received their titles, the titles were read out by the middle-ranking and upper-ranking officials respectively.

Today, the enfeoffment of senior officials is presided over by the four Shaoqings of Zhonglu, Changsun, Zhongsun and Bai, in order to show the importance attached to the newly promoted lower officials.

When Qing Yi heard his name being called by the eunuch, he followed the group of vassal officials who were being conferred titles to the altar of land and grain. He stood with his hands clasped, his eyes fixed on his nose and his heart in his chest, waiting patiently, just like every ordinary vassal official.

"The vassal of the upper class, Guqiu Yi, made many contributions in the Battle of Guqiu. He first killed the chieftain of the barbarians and then annihilated the barbarians in Daze. He had outstanding military achievements and outstanding military exploits. He was granted the title of lower-ranking official and his name was passed on among the vassal states. He was granted the city of Longcheng and was allowed to guard the territory forever.

The grace of the monarch extends to the birds and beasts, and the weight of the title is the pillar of the country. The mutual understanding between the monarch and his subjects will last forever. Let the river be like a belt, and Mount Tai like a whetstone, and the land be forever peaceful, and the descendants will be blessed with peace!"

"It is the duty of a vassal to defend the land and protect the people. I will never forget the kindness of my lord."

Qing Yi thanked Xing Hou with the standard etiquette of a junior official, but he was extremely confused in his heart.

In the more than two months since the end of the Battle of Solitary Hill, Qing Yi has speculated and studied the possible location of the title many times.

He was familiar with the territory, cities, rivers and mountains of Xing State within a radius of thousands of miles, but he just couldn't figure out where his own fiefdom Dragon City was.

Because there are 72 cities of all sizes in Xing State, and none of them is called Dragon City. However, a non-existent place will never be randomly awarded at the Winter Festival. The worry in his heart made him frown slightly.

Qing Yi took the certificate of title of Lower Official from Shaoqing Bai Yuan, who was announcing the reward, and noticed that he had a complicated expression. On the altar of state, Xing Hou had a blank expression on his face, Shangqing Zhong Xing Huan and Qi Xi had smiles on their faces, Yaqing Huo Yun shook his head repeatedly, and the expressions of the other ministers varied.

Judging from the expressions of the ministers, it was obvious that this fiefdom, Dragon City, although sounding nice, was definitely a place of trouble. This must have been the fiefdom that Zhonghang Huan and Qi Xi had chosen specifically for themselves, and Xing Hou had once again compromised with them.

"Dragon City?"

Qing Yi lowered his head on his way to the lower doctor's camp, constantly thinking about the name, but he still got nothing.

"Congratulations, Sergeant Guqiu Yi!"

Niu Ben congratulated with a big smile on his face, and then apologized repeatedly, "No, no, no, look at my mouth, from now on I should respectfully address you as Junior Doctor Long Cheng Yi."

"Haha, Doctor Niu Benxia, ​​you don't have to congratulate him so early!"

Dunqiutai, who was also conferred the title of Lower Doctor, sneered in a low voice, "You and I were conferred the title of Beilin City and Huolu City respectively, but have you ever heard of Longcheng?"

"Yes, I have never heard of this Dragon City!"

Niu Ben was slightly stunned, and said thoughtfully, "This year, in order to resist the wild people in Jiming Lake, hundreds of small cities were built in the capital. Perhaps this Dragon City is also a newly built small city near other cities!"

"What new town? This is an ancient city!"

Dunqiutai boasted and sneered, "The origin of Dragon City is very old. It is difficult for people in the country who are not from a family with a history of 300 years to have heard of this place.

Four hundred years ago, the 19th King Yinghou won a great victory in the northern expedition against Xianyu. He built a border defense line to resist the southward advance of Xianyu's army, but learned that there was a small path in Yunling connecting the north and the south.

After an on-site inspection, Marquis Ying ordered the construction of a city and a garrison of a thousand men at a strategic location in the mountains to prevent Xian Yu's army from passing through Yunling and bypassing the border city defense line to plunder the south.

Yunling was also called Longshan in the previous dynasty, so it was named Longcheng. However, this so-called Longcheng was completely abandoned when the country was first destroyed three hundred and forty years ago.

A hundred years ago, the Xianyu army was completely wiped out outside the capital. The Xianyu people who went south were defeated and fled all the way, and were driven by the army to the north of Yunling before they could gain a foothold.

Since then, the border defense line has been rebuilt, but the Dragon City in Yunling has been abandoned until now. Now you understand what happened!"

"Ah? Dragon City is in Yunwu Mountain?" Niu Ben was incredulous. Yunling and Yunwu Mountain are different names for the same mountain range. It is a huge mountain range that separates Xing State and Xianyu Tribe. There are countless wild people, strange beasts, fierce birds and insects, and even mountain spirits and tree monsters. It is as dangerous as the original mountain forest.

After thinking for a long time with a complicated expression, Niu Ben looked at Qing Yi with sympathy and whispered to him, "This Longcheng is so remote and deep in the heart of Yunling Mountain. How can it be used as a fiefdom for a lower-ranking official? Why don't you ask the Lord to move the fiefdom later?"

"Thank you, Sergeant Niu Ben, for your concern. The land sealed during the Winter Festival cannot be changed at will." Qing Yi bowed gently to Niu Ben to express his gratitude, but he was feeling angry in his heart.

I thought that being assigned to the northeastern or southeastern border areas bordering the Ghost Witch Tribe or the Black Wind Tribe was the worst guess, but I didn't expect the situation to be worse than I imagined.

If there really was a path connecting the north and the south in the Longcheng mound, then the Xianyu tribe could not have been unaware of this path. However, in the long war from last year to this year, they would rather pay huge casualties and attack the border defense line than follow this path to encircle the border defense line.

In addition, it is impossible that the rulers and ministers of the State of Xing were unaware of the existence of this trail. However, after rebuilding the border defense line a hundred years ago, they did not rebuild the Dragon City in Yunling, which seems very abnormal.

Based on this analysis, Longcheng and this trail either do not exist at all, or have been occupied by other forces for hundreds of years, and this force is powerful enough to make both the Xianyu tribe and the Xing State wary.

"What the hell!"

The more Qing Yi analyzed the secrets behind the Dragon City's burial mound, the more he felt uneasy and he almost burst into a curse.

I have done a lot of work with good intentions, but time and again my kindness has not been rewarded. From now on, what does the life and death of the ruler and his ministers of Xing State have to do with me?
Niu Ben's face was full of sympathy: "Longcheng Yi Xiafu, it is a good thing to be promoted to Xiafu after all. After the new year, you can try to apply for the transfer of the fiefdom, maybe the king will agree."

Without waiting for Qing Yi to answer, Dunqiu Tai gloated and mocked, "This is also Long Cheng Yi's own fault. Who made him so arrogant and domineering that he dared to assassinate the youngest son of the prince in the capital?

It is said that he was trying to gain fame and power in the Imperial College by stepping on Zhonghang Shuo, Qi Huangyang, Chunyu Ke, Gu Liangchang and others. I think he deserves it.

"You are a minister who has been promoted to a higher position by tricks and tricks, and you can actually be ranked as a junior official like me. Now I will let you know that it is not easy to maintain a position of nobility and vassalage by tricks and tricks."

Even so, the fifteen-year-old vassal of the lower doctor still caused the vassal of the doctor camp to whisper:
"Oh my god, a fifteen-year-old vassal of the lower official, this has never been heard of in the hundreds of years since the establishment of the State of Xing."

"Not to mention our Xing Kingdom, there has never been such a precedent in the many vassal states in the entire Northern Wilderness."

"Yes, among our group of people, apart from those who inherited the title from their fathers and ancestors, the youngest one would be promoted to the title of Junior Doctor at the age of thirty-seven or thirty-eight."

"There was a big battle in the lower city a few days ago. It is said that he fought the chief priest Zhonghang Shuo alone and there was no clear winner. He is indeed a rare young talent. It's a pity."

"It's a pity indeed. Even with the strength of a second-grade judge, it's still difficult to gain a foothold in Dragon City in the heart of Yunling!"

The two senior doctors, Bao Bu Tong and Cheng Dong, also looked worried at this time. They made a gesture as if they would have a face-to-face chat tomorrow. It was obvious that they had a lot of things to discuss with Qing Yi.

However, before the many doctors and vassal officials around him could say anything, Qing Yi had just stood in the lower doctor's queue for a while when he heard the eunuch calling his name again.

Amidst the surprise and confusion around him, he once again followed the officials who had been granted titles to the altar of land and grain.

"The junior official Long Chengyi is a man of unparalleled talent. He saw through the Black Wind Tribe's conspiracy and later offered a plan to defeat the enemy. He has made many great contributions to the country and was awarded the title of senior official, entrusted with the defense of Longcheng, and granted a fief of 15 li.

The grace of the monarch extends to the birds and beasts, and the weight of the title is the pillar of the country. The mutual understanding between the monarch and his subjects will last forever. Let the river be like a belt, and Mount Tai like a whetstone, and the land be forever peaceful, and the descendants will be blessed with peace!"

"Wow—"

The atmosphere of the Winter Festival was solemn and dignified. After tens of thousands of people heard about it, they suddenly burst into noise. Even the experienced chief emcee and many ceremonial officers were stunned.

Dunqiutai, who had been mocking him constantly, was stunned and muttered: "Zhong-Zhong Daifu? A Zhong Daifu vassal who is only fifteen years old!"

(End of this chapter)