Chapter 46 Behind

After soaking in a hot bath, and then eating a bowl of hand-rolled noodles, I lay down on the bed softly and soon fell asleep.

Xia Nu outside the door saw that the master seemed to have forgotten to pursue the matter of her lying on the bed and falling asleep without authorization, and she held her chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

Although Xia Nu's own bed is also very soft, for some reason it is not as comfortable as sleeping on the master's one. It seems that it lacks a smell.

I don't know what to think of, the little fox girl's pretty face is flushed.

Early in the morning, Shen Hao was awakened by the sound of gongs and drums outside.

The sense of steadfastness that had been absent for half a month was disturbed in this way, Shen Hao looked gloomy, turned over and got up to see which bastard would make trouble with him.

But when Shen Hao came out with his clothes on, he saw Xia Nu running towards him with an excited face, and even stopped her foot and bumped into him.

"What are you doing!"

"Yes, yes, sorry master!"

"Why are you running so well?"

Shen Hao was a little annoyed, although this little fox girl was soft and comfortable when bumping into her body without pain, but who's slave is like her all day long bluffing?

"Master, master, no, there are a lot of congratulations coming from the yamen outside. It's very lively with drums and gongs! Butler Hu asked me to wake you up!"

In a blink of an eye, Xia Nu forgot what happened to her master just now, happily told Shen Hao what happened outside, and while pulling Shen Hao to wash up, she tidied up Shen Hao with a heroic look. look.

"You said you were from the yamen? What's your congratulations?"

"Master, you have become a nobleman, a first-rank viscount!"

It was only after saying this that Shen Hao understood what was going on, and immediately the feeling of getting up in his heart dissipated, replaced by a novel joy.

Unexpectedly, after more than eight years of life and death, he finally made a good appearance. Being a nobleman is equivalent to entering the upper class of this country, even if it is at the end of the upper class, it is also upper class.

After tidying up the green shirt on his body, with his hands behind his back, he crossed towards the main room without Xia Nu's urging.

There were already four people standing in the main room, Shen Hao had seen them all before, but he was not familiar with them. Those who came were the chief officer, adjutant, yamen servant manager and master of the Licheng yamen.

When the four of them saw Shen Hao coming out, they immediately cupped their hands to congratulate him, with smiles all over their faces, they looked happier than Shen Hao, as if they were the ones who won the honor.

"Congratulations to Zongqi Shen, congratulations to Zongqi Shen!"

"congratulations!"

According to the habit of the old Jing Dynasty, when they have both official titles and titles, they will give priority to titles, so these people didn't come up and shouted "Master, Lord".

Then a lot of flattery came over. Compared with those guys in Xuanqingwei, the officials in the four places in front of me are better at the art of language, and even Shen Hao felt a little drifting unconsciously when they patted. .

"You are too polite, please sit down."

There are not many smiles on Shen Hao's face, and now he just smiles without seeing anyone.

Shen Hao didn't smile much here, and the four people in the yamen on the opposite side also quickly restrained their words, and thought to themselves, "This Shen Zongqi really doesn't seem to be easy to deal with, tsk tsk, the evil spirit on his body is so strong!"

Although he didn't wear the outfit of the Black Flag Camp, the majesty and aura that naturally overflowed from Shen Hao's body now is definitely not a star, even at home, ordinary people dare not look directly at him.

Coupled with the fact that Shen Haocai presided over the execution of more than two hundred people in the East Market yesterday, in the eyes of these yamen officials, it is naturally a sinister aura.

"Shen Zongqi, this is your certificate of noble registration, and it is also backed up in the yamen. If you accidentally lose it, you can go to the yamen to reissue it. Please keep it."

"In addition, according to the noble family benefits determined by the state, you are now a first-rank viscount, and you can receive five hundred catties of grain and three bolts of brocade in the Yamen every year. There is also a family allowance of ten taels of silver per month."

The treatment of a first rank viscount is so shabby.

Of course, for most ordinary people, such as those ordinary people who climbed out of the dead by virtue of their military exploits, they would definitely be delighted with the treatment of a first-rank viscount, but Shen Hao just forget it.

After listening patiently, the four of them were not left for dinner, and served tea to see off the guests.

It's not that Shen Hao is unkind, nor is it that he is reluctant to pay for a meal, but that his current status is sensitive and he is not allowed to have too many contacts with local officials.

"Let Aunt Zhang make some sauced pig's trotters and stewed peanuts. If you have good wine, put it in a jar. If you don't eat it at home at noon, take it away."

"Ah? Take it away! Good master!" Xia Nu wanted to ask curiously, but seeing Shen Hao's razor-like eyes, she could only lower her head and swallow her words back.

Aunt Zhang moved very quickly, five pig's trotters in sauce, a large bag of stewed peanuts, and an extra two catties of sauced beef, packed in a huge food box, and a jar of five catties of old man's brew.

This is because Shen Hao is worried that if there are still guests, there will not be enough food for Shen Hao.

"Take the food box and follow me." Shen Hao carried the wine jar and asked Xia Nu to follow with the food box.

When the two went out, a black-covered carriage came over immediately, with a coachman and a wrestler sitting in the carriage. Since the last assassination, Shen Hao had to double his guards.

I went to the Fushou shop and bought paper money for incense sticks.

"Go to Jiugong Mountain on the outskirts of the city."

Jiugong Mountain, a cemetery mountain twenty miles away from Licheng, has beautiful mountains and clear waters, and is said to be very good in Fengshui. But wanting to be buried here is not so simple.

Jiugong Mountain is also known as "Contributor Mountain", and all the people buried here are meritorious people. For example, those heroes who died fighting for the country can find a burial here. Or the government servants who died in the line of duty naturally included Xuan Qingwei.

Xia Nu in the carriage looked out of the window curiously, she had never walked around like this since she came to Licheng, and she didn't know where Jiugong Mountain was. It's just that this girl is very good at reading facial expressions, and found that her master's face was cold and her eyes were closed, so she knew it was best not to disturb her.

After half an hour, the carriage stopped, and Shen Hao went up the mountain with the wine.

No one needs guidance, Shen Hao has been here many times, and knows that the right side of the mountain near the top of the mountain is the "reservation" of Xuan Qingwei.

Shen Hao habitually burned a pile of paper money in front of the reserved area first, and cupped his hands, as if he had greeted the heroes of the Xuanqing Guard who were buried inside. Then go inside.

There are quite a few new-looking tombs inside, and most of these tombs can be named by Shen Hao.

The nearest coffin belongs to Lao Xiao, Shen Hao's former coachman, who died in the attack half a month ago.

Shen Hao came when Lao Xiao was buried, and the sad atmosphere at that time is still vivid in his mind.

Xia Nu now knew what her master was doing here, and she dared not speak. She was busy taking out the food from the food box and placing it in front of several tombstones according to Shen Hao's request.

Shen Hao personally lit incense sticks and paper money, toasted each tomb he knew one by one, poured some for him to drink, chatted a few words from time to time, as if the people in these tombs were still alive.

He poured half of a jar of wine and drank half of it. All the sauced pig's trotters fell into Shen Hao's stomach. He also ate a lot of sauced beef and stewed peanuts. The rest was given to Xia Nu and two guards.

Shen Hao didn't pack up his mood until the sun went down and returned to the city.

Those who are familiar with Shen Hao know that Shen Hao basically visits Jiugong Mountain once a month.