However, having good luck is also a kind of strength.
Itâs just that his expression was still a bit peculiar.
After all, there had never been a situation where the son was conferred a title while the father remained titleless.
Chu Heng was only momentarily surprised, then regained his composure.
As for Chu Jin, along the way, he couldnât help but want to burst into laughter occasionally. If not for the palace being full of Emperor Xuanmingâs spies, he might have already laughed out loud.
Even so, his silly smiling expression was enough for others to notice something unusual.
Chu Heng did not remind him, as such genuine behavior was precisely what the Xuanming Emperor needed to see to feel at ease.
"Father, am I dreaming?" After leaving the palace and getting into the carriage, Chu Jin finally reached out to pinch his cheek, asking incredulously.
"Whether youâre dreaming or not, youâll know by feeling it," Chu Heng calmly reached out and pinched his arm.
Chu Jin let out a scream, almost jumped up and hit the roof of the carriage, inhaling sharply in pain, finally becoming a bit more sober.
"Father, Iâm really not dreaming, am I? I actually have a title?" Chu Jin held his face and giggled.
Chu Heng glanced at him: "You were lucky this time, donât get too carried away, but it is a happy event, so letâs have a good celebration tonight."
"Thank you, father." Chu Jin grinned broadly: "Father, does this mean that if I see you outside, I donât have to kneel and bow anymore?"
In fact, with the Chu familyâs background, even if he went to other regions to see officials, no one would make him kneel, but now, with the Emperorâs Imperial Decree, he could stand upright without kneeling, and it felt very different from before.
"Ha." Chu Heng sneered, "Are you still not fully awake? Do you need a slap from me to think clearly about this answer?"
"Father, I was just joking, donât be mad," Chu Jin immediately chickened out, realizing that even with the Viscount title, he couldnât outdo his father, so he resignedly chose to curry favor.
Seeing that he had gotten over his initial excitement, Chu Heng cleared his throat and said, "Once the news spreads, everyone will think the Emperor values you, being remembered at such a young age, your future is limitless. This will only bring more people to approach you. You must know how to respond, what not to do, be cautious with your words and actions. Otherwise, just as you can easily rise, you can also be easily pulled down, as you have not yet entered officialdom and lack any accomplishments, similar to the heirs of the Marquisâs Mansion and the Earlâs Mansion. No, to be precise, your title doesnât compare to those of the heirs of the Marquisâs Mansion and the Earlâs Mansion."
Chu Jin understood his fatherâs well-meaning advice and was not angry: "Father, I understand, rest assured, I definitely wonât get so excited that I act recklessly, otherwise, it wonât be good luck but a disaster."
"Although not as good as those, I earned this myself, and itâs much better than the young masters here in the capital." Chu Jin was not one to complain, of course, he was happier about the silver bestowed by the Emperor, he didnât mind the amount at all, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldnât help but smile foolishly.
When Chu Heng and Chu Jin returned to the Chu family and informed Ye Muyu and the recently returned Chu Ziluo of the news, the story of the Imperial Decree being delivered in the palace emerged.
Soon, the news that Chu Jin received a title, and Chu Heng was granted the title of Earl spread.
The entire capital was in an uproar.
No one expected the Chu familyâs luck to be so good, receiving titles just for presenting high-yield grain seeds.