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Ren Jingxing's appointment as a member of the Imperial Guard was a great joy for the Ren family.

So the Marquis of Xuanwei's residence held another banquet.

The servants came and went, carrying plates and beaming with joy.

They always managed to benefit from every banquet held in Xuanwei Prefecture.

Moreover, the fact that the Marquis's mansion was hosting a banquet signified a further rise in the mansion's status, which was also a good thing for the servants.

"The Marquis's mansion is finally recovering!"

"Why do I feel like every banquet held at the manor is related to the young master?"

"You know what, it actually seems to be true!"

Xuanwei Prefecture used to be in decline, and it seemed that as soon as Ren Bing passed away, the entire Marquis's mansion would fall apart.

But ever since Ren Jingxing and Liu Ruyin had a falling out and their engagement was called off, the entire Marquis's mansion seems to have suddenly become much better.

"It seems that woman named Liu Ruyin is bringing bad luck to our Marquis's mansion!"

"Thank goodness the engagement was called off..."

The fact that a prince's son became a member of the Imperial Guard is not a small matter among the other nobles, except for the top nobles.

Therefore, people who had no grudge against Ren Bing, as well as those from Ren Bing's newly formed circle of nobles, all came to offer their congratulations.

However, it was somewhat inappropriate for the Crown Prince to come in person when he was promoted.

So they only sent their own sons to participate.

The Marquis of Anren's household only had an eight-year-old son, while the Marquis of Changxin and other marquises sent their second sons and illegitimate sons who were on good terms with Ren Jingxing.

The new circle of nobles, including the Marquis of Xuanwei, the Marquis of Chengxin, and the Marquis of Anren, is extremely rare in the entire capital.

This is a rare phenomenon where the older generation forms interest groups due to their friendships.

As for the other nobles, those who wanted to befriend them sent their eldest sons, while those who didn't want to befriend them sent only their stewards or trusted aides.

Regardless of whether he wanted to befriend him or not, Marquis Ren Bing of Xuanwei showed him the utmost respect.

After all, having one more friend is always better than having one more enemy.

Looking at the endless stream of guests, the steward of the Marquis's mansion couldn't help but shed tears of emotion.

"The Marquis's residence hasn't been this lively in a long time..."

In the front courtyard of the Ren residence, the table stretched from the living room all the way into the yard.

Ren Jingxing was drinking and socializing with his cronies.

"As expected of the boss, he's got the skills!"

"That's right! Boss, have you heard the rumors circulating in the capital?"

You were the one who beat up the Sixteenth Prince, yet His Majesty promoted you to the Imperial Guard.

The people now say that you, Jian, are in the Emperor's heart; His Majesty treats you like a son!

"Haha, if you ask me, the most satisfying thing would be to beat up Ding Mingxuan!"

That grandson is still bedridden and can't get up!

Ren Jingxing stood up, raised his glass, and said:

"Don't worry, brothers. I, Ren Jingxing, am not the kind of person who forgets his brothers once he becomes successful."

I, Ren Jingxing, hereby swear that no matter what situation I get into in the future, as long as I can help you guys out, I will definitely not stand idly by!

But you guys shouldn't get too caught up in having fun.

Whether it's the Imperial Guards or the city garrison, everyone must fight as hard as they can.

Even if we can't win, your brother will always be there to support us.

His Majesty did not shut down our salt mines, and we brothers also have a share in the sanitary napkin workshop.

In the future, I will also establish a Royal Chamber of Commerce. In short, everyone will either go into the military or politics, or become a royal merchant. They will definitely not be inferior to the eldest sons of other noble families!

Ren Jingxing's bold words stirred up a great deal of excitement among the group of playboys.

When Ren Jingxing became a member of the Imperial Guard, they were happy for him, but they were also somewhat worried about their future.

After all, Ren Jingxing is different from them.

Ren Jingxing was the eldest son of the legitimate wife and also the only son, so he was destined to inherit the title in the future.

And they, for them, were merely able to squander the title of lord in their youth.

If one achieves nothing, one will only end up as a servant in a noble household.

Now, Ren Jingxing's promise on this occasion is tantamount to the Ren family announcing an alliance.

This means that the Marquis of Xuanwei's mansion will not only form an alliance with the families behind them in the future!

Moreover, Ren Jingxing also had to share weal and woe with these illegitimate sons and second sons!

Chu Huaiyu was deeply moved.

As a illegitimate child disliked by everyone in the family, he knew best how much his life had changed after becoming friends with Ren Jingxing.

Putting everything else aside, his own father, Marquis Changxin Chu Yuanting, now calls him more often than he calls him his elder brother!

This made his wife extremely wary of him.

Chu Huaiyu took a deep breath, stood up, raised his cup with both hands, and said:

"Boss, I don't know what else to say, it's all in the drink. I'll toast you!"

"And me!"

Seven or eight brothers stood up, raised their glasses together, and then tilted their heads back and drank them down in one gulp.

Chu Huaiyu looked around twice and said:

"Brothers, our leader has set a good example for us. Even if we can't reach his level, we absolutely cannot hold him back!"

"That's right, we brothers are all in this together; we can't let the boss do all the work!"

"Don't worry, I won't go to brothels anymore!"

Ren Jingxing quickly waved his hand to stop him.

He understood that setting overly high goals for people who were used to comfort would often cause their motivation to quickly crumble.

"There's no need to be so ruthless right from the start. Let's take it slow and proceed step by step."

"As long as you don't become as颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a state of being listless, dispirited, or demoralized) as before, I guarantee you'll all have a bright future!"

Ren Jingxing's efforts to win over these brothers were by no means impulsive.

He understood the status of illegitimate and second sons in noble families.

After all, there is competition even among the nobility.

If the family's resources are not concentrated and allowed to develop by the eldest son.

Then, in the future, they will inevitably be defeated by other nobles, leading to the decline of the entire family.

Therefore, at this time, Ren Jingxing extended an olive branch to these second sons born out of wedlock.

At that time, these people's loyalty to Ren Jingxing may even exceed their loyalty to their families!

Even worse, they might split off the family's interests and transfer them to Ren Jingxing's name!

Of course, Ren Jingxing would never do this openly, otherwise no noble family would dare to cooperate with the Marquis of Xuanwei's mansion in the future.

Ren Jingxing calmed down his cronies, and then went from table to table toasting the people who had come to offer their congratulations.

Especially at the table of the noble sons, Ren Jingxing lowered his posture as much as possible, which pleased the noble sons quite a bit.

Ren Bing was initially worried that Ren Jingxing would not be able to provide adequate hospitality.

But when he saw his own son, a notorious playboy, chatting and laughing with the other eldest sons of noble families, he felt gratified but also couldn't help but sigh.

"My son has really grown up..."

Once Ren Jingxing returned to his desk, Chu Huaiyu and his group of cronies began discussing the Imperial Guards of the Palace Guard once again.

"Is the boss going to serve in the Inner Palace Guard?"

"Inner Palace Guard, I remember the Commander of the Inner Palace Guard was Zhao Cheng."

"Zhao Cheng? Isn't that the son of the Marquis of Guangping?"

All the nobles turned their gazes toward Ren Jingxing.

"Boss, no, can we beg His Majesty to change the guard? This Zhao Cheng is no good person."

Ren Jingxing narrowed his eyes:

"You guys know Zhao Cheng very well, tell me about him!"