Chapter 237 Jiangnan Civil War
However, if your Zhen family is so arrogant as to not take me, the champion marquis, seriously, I may not necessarily pay attention to you.
Letting a housekeeper come to invite him, is that an invitation? That would be an insult to Jia Cong! It would be strange if Jia Cong went like this.
Jia Yun obeyed the order without hesitation. Jia Cong took a sip of tea and smiled to Jia You, "The president of Jinling Province, Zhen's family, is becoming more and more wealthy."
Jia You smiled and said, "Of course. The Zhen family is the vassal of the retired emperor. The retired emperor was received by the Zhen family most of the time when he toured the south. Isn't that rich and noble? Even the high officials from all over Jiangnan would show respect to the Zhen family when they see them."
"Yes!" Jia Cong exclaimed, "He has received the 'Grand Emperor' several times. What a great favor!"
Jia You's expression remained unchanged, but his heart skipped a beat. The emperor is quite old now. It seems that he has to instruct him to keep a proper distance from the Zhen family. Otherwise, he might be implicated by the Zhen family at any time. After all, a new emperor appoints new ministers. The Zhen family has been rich and prosperous for a hundred years, but now that its power has reached its peak, the road ahead has been blocked...
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In the Imperial Palace of Shenjing!
Emperor Longxing suddenly put down the memorial and asked Xia Shouzhong, "Xia Shouzhong, how long has Jia Cong been gone?"
Xia Shouzhong blurted out, "Your Majesty, today is July 23rd, and the Marquis has been gone for exactly 20 days."
It's not that Xia Shouzhong has a good memory, but since the sixth or seventh day after Jia Cong left, the emperor has to ask almost every day...
"That means he won't be able to come back in time to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival." Emperor Longxing sighed, and then turned his attention back to the memorial.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard outside the palace! Xia Shouzhong frowned and was about to walk out when he saw a eunuch running in.
"Your Majesty, eight hundred miles quick!"
Emperor Longxing's expression changed, "Quick, present it!"
Xia Shouzhong took the secret letter and presented it to Emperor Longxing. Emperor Longxing looked at the ink and seal on it and asked, "What happened in Jiangnan?"
After scraping off the sealing wax and taking out the secret letter, Emperor Longxing's expression changed drastically after taking a look at it.
"Go to Daming Palace! "
Emperor Longxing felt like he was stepping on a hot wheel, and Xia Shouzhong hurriedly followed with a group of people.
When he arrived outside the Daming Palace, he did not wait for anyone to report to him, but rushed in directly, "Father, something happened in Jiangnan!"
"Jiangnan?" The emperor woke up from his 'enlightenment', and then he heard Emperor Longxing say in a hurry, "The White Lotus Sect in Changzhou rebelled, and the governor of Changzhou was killed. Yixing, Wuxi, Jiangyin and other counties were all occupied by the White Lotus Sect. Now the White Lotus Sect's hundreds of thousands of soldiers are divided into two groups. One group went east to Suzhou, and Changshu County has been lost. The other group went north across the river and has captured Taizhou. Yangzhou is in danger."
"Are these rubbish from the White Lotus Sect again?" said the retired emperor, frowning.
The White Lotus Sect was involved in the previous incident at Tiewang Mountain, and the pursuit of the White Lotus Sect has never stopped. It is probably because the pursuit was too intense, which made the followers of the White Lotus Sect feel dangerous, so they rebelled regardless of the consequences.
The emperor closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "The troops in Jiangnan are useless. Send an order to the Shandong camp to go south to quell the rebellion!"
"Father, the Shandong camp has just changed its commander, so I'm afraid it's still unstable. Moreover, Shang Xin is brave, but he lacks strategy. Would it be inappropriate to rashly let him lead the troops to quell the rebellion now?"
Although Shang Xin was an ally of Emperor Longxing, he did not dare to joke about ! Shang Xin had just taken over the Shandong camp for more than two months, and it was a question whether he could control the Shandong camp.
"Haha!" The Emperor smiled. "How could the Emperor forget that your Marquis Guanjun is still in Nanjing. That guy was able to kill hundreds of thousands of Luosha soldiers with only a few thousand soldiers and horses, and they fled in panic. Jiangnan is just a bunch of rioters. How can they be his opponent?"
Emperor Longxing's eyes lit up. Yes... his son was in Nanjing. Moreover, apart from other things, when it came to fighting, his son was no less capable than those generals who had been guarding the border all year round.
"Then I will order Marquis Guanjun to be the chief commander and Shang Xin to be the deputy commander, to lead the Shandong camp and temporarily control the areas south of the Yangtze River to quell the rebellion!"
"Yes!" The emperor nodded. "This so-called rebellion is nothing. What's more important is what happens after the war. You have to think about how to resettle the people who were taken away, how to deal with the delayed summer harvest, etc. The so-called war is never an independent thing. When the rebellion is over, you have to send officials from the six ministries to reassure the people."
"I understand!"
Emperor Longxing had an idea in his mind and left in a hurry.
Afterwards, he summoned officials of the third rank and above to begin a meeting. Because he had the support of the retired emperor, no one objected to Jia Cong temporarily taking over as the governor of Jiangnan and taking charge of the Shandong camp to quell the rebellion. Therefore, the emperor directly asked someone to draft an edict and sent it to Jia Cong at an express speed of 800 miles.
In Fengzao Palace, Chief Eunuch Zhou rushed in and said, "Your Majesty, there is a White Lotus Rebellion in Jiangnan. His Majesty has ordered the Marquis to lead the troops to suppress the rebellion and let the Marquis temporarily take charge of the Shandong camp."
The queen's expression changed drastically. "Suppress the rebellion?"
"There are so many civil and military officials in the court, why does the emperor insist on letting this child go? What if he gets hurt?"
"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry too much. The Marquis is the bravest of the three armies, and he has the Shandong Camp at his disposal. He is just dealing with some rebellious soldiers, which is nothing. After all, when the Marquis was guarding the border, even the Rakshasa ghosts were no match for him. How could he be afraid of these rebellious people?"
"However, Your Majesty, it would be best if you write a letter to the King's uncle, so that the Marquis can take charge of the Shandong camp more smoothly."
"Yes, yes!" The queen hurriedly asked someone to bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone. After she finished writing, she handed it to Chief Steward Zhou, "You go out of the palace and give this letter to Shang Yan. Tell him that it is urgent and ask him to send it to Shandong as quickly as possible."
Steward Zhou took the order and left. The Queen could not sit still and went directly to the back hall of the Dragon Head Palace, wanting to see the Emperor if there was any other news.
Although the harem is not allowed to interfere in political affairs, he is her son, how can she be at ease?
The Jia family received the news much later. It was not until the dinner time and Wang Ziteng's arrival that everyone in the mansion learned about what happened in Jiangnan.
Except for a few people, even the old lady was extremely worried about Jia Cong. After all, the battle was dangerous and unpredictable. Although Jia Cong was brave, who could guarantee victory in every battle? However, Jia Cong was now two thousand miles away. Even if everyone was worried, they could only pray secretly, but could not provide any help to Jia Cong.
Jia Cong from Jinling was not very busy, and because of his high status, there were not many people who needed him to accompany them for the previous memorial service.
Seven days passed like this, and Master Jia Jing and his three companions were buried in the ancestral tomb with music and dance. This major event was finally over.
