"In addition, according to the will of Prince Hua, the Dragon Soul Army Shen Chu Feng fought in Xixia and made great contributions to regaining Xiye. He was given the title of "Young Marshal". This is your military uniform and military seal."

The official's eyes were all envious, and someone around him gave him an exquisite military uniform and seal.

Chu Feng just hugged Duoduo and played, chuckling as his daughter picked a plum blossom from the garden, leaving him indifferent.

There were also many servants in the palace watching the fun and were extremely excited.

"Oh my God, Young Master Xiaofeng is also a marshal? What a glory this is."

"The Chu family is so proud."

"Young Master Xiaofeng is so outstanding!"

Duoduo also blinked his big eyes and waved his fists proudly and excitedly: "Dad is the Grand Marshal, Dad is so awesome!"

There was a sound of laughter in the palace.

Along with the official, there was an eighteen-nine-year-old girl with fair skin and beautiful dress, and her eyebrows were full of arrogant expressions.

Seeing the Chu family's servants' expressions of excitement, she sneered disdainfully: "I really don't know. The people in the Chu Prince's Mansion are not very good. They are far from the imperial capital."

"A mere young marshal, who has a reputation but no right. Isn't this kind of empty title my brother needs to have as much as he wants?"

Her name is Hua Yingying, and she is the younger sister of Prince Hua. She was spoiled since childhood and was born a nobleman, so she is naturally superior to others.

In the eyes of these people, in the world, except for the imperial capital, there are small places that cannot be used as the market, and it is difficult to become a great person.

Chu Feng's eyes narrowed and flashed a little. Although Hua Yingying's voice was very small, he could still hear it clearly.

As a "god-level" warrior, his senses and hearing are more than ten times more developed than ordinary people.

The official coughed twice, glanced at Hua Yingying with some dissatisfaction, as if he blamed her for being troublesome:

Then he looked at Chu Feng with a smile and said, "Mr. Chu, congratulations. He has been on stage to become a coach at a young age. Looking at the history of Donghua for 300 years, he is also the best national sage!"

"Even if he was Lingzun, he was appointed as the 'Master of War' at the age of 30, and ranked first among his ministers."

"Sir Chu, please accept the order."

The official raised a scroll embroidered with a golden dragon and was covered with yellow and thick yellow, and said proudly.

According to the rules, this is an imperial edict issued by the royal family. All officials and subjects of Donghua, from princes and nobles to coachmen and people, were allowed to perform the ceremony of three kneelings and nine kowtows to show respect.

Although the dynasty has been destroyed now, the royal family is still there, and they still follow this feudal etiquette to demonstrate their noble "royal family" identity.

However--

Chu Feng just waved his hand lightly, "Let it go there, you can leave."

Forehead--

The official was stunned for a moment, his face turned from green to purple, which was extremely ugly.

This is simply not taking him seriously, not taking Prince Hua and the royal family seriously!

Hua Yingying was even more furious on the spot, pointing at Chu Feng angrily and shouting: "Hey, what do you mean? My brother is taking such a big risk to open up your charges, and he will not be ashamed of past grudges and reward you with the 'Young Marshal'. This is the blessing you have cultivated in eight lifetimes!"

"You are not grateful, it's fine if you thank the emperor for his gratitude, but you still have this attitude. How do you treat your benefactor like this? Is the descendants of Prince Chu like this?"

Hua Yingying looked straight and looked straight, and said sarcastically.

She had long disliked Chu Feng, and now she had the chance to teach him a lesson and let him understand his position.
Chapter completed!