The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 179 Jia Cong: Do you need me to pay you a courtesy?

Jia Cong dismounted in front of the camp gate, and Wang Ziteng led a group of people to meet him. The guard at the door barely checked Jia Cong's identity or Jia Cong's retinue, and allowed him to enter the camp gate.

As they faced each other, a strong smell of blood hit them, and Wang Ziteng and others felt something strange in their hearts. Could it be that there was also a mutiny on the Flying Bear Guard side?

At this time, the person who went to the Feixiongwei camp to inquire about the information had returned and was standing aside, looking at Jia Cong with eyes full of horror. He even forgot to report the information as soon as possible.

Although, at this time, the conditions for reporting are not met, it is still good to use his eyes to hint at the summit. This person was obviously frightened to death by the bloody scene in the Flying Bear Guard camp.

Near the Feixiongwei camp, there were more spies sent by the capital garrison today. As Jia Cong left the camp, what happened in the camp also followed the spies flying out and spread everywhere.

However, Wang Ziteng did not have time to know it immediately. He waited for Jia Cong to come forward and salute him, and only nodded slightly to Jia Cong, "Yuanze, are you here?"

Jia Cong slightly cupped his hands and said, "Commander Jie, by the decree of the Holy One, the Three Thousand Battalions are temporarily under my control. I am here to see Commander Jie to go through the handover procedures!"

Wang Ziteng's eyes flashed, Jia Cong, my son, are you so arrogant in front of him?

He suddenly stared at Jia Cong with sharp eyes, trying to use his momentum to give Jia Cong a blow, but the smell of blood hit his face. Although he controlled the Beijing camp, he had never been on the battlefield, and Wang Ziteng had never faced an enemy. , he felt a foreign body surging in his chest and abdomen, and felt nauseated, making him particularly uncomfortable.

Wang Ziteng held it in so hard that his face looked a little ferocious.

Jia Cong stood tall and tall, his cloak behind him rustling in the hunting wind. With his hand on his waist knife, he looked around at the middle-aged and elderly generals or Wu Xun who had tall chests and bald heads. His eyes lingered on the face of General Hou Zongwu, " General Hou, do you need me to pay you a courtesy?"

Everyone in the Yuanmen is higher than Jia Cong in terms of age and seniority, but in terms of rank, no one, not even Wang Ziteng, is higher than him.

This is also the reason why Jia Cong didn't buy Prince Teng's account at all. He was a super-grade marquis. Even though Wang Ziteng was a Jingying Jiedushi, he was a subordinate of the first rank. The key is that the Jingying Jiedushi had never been on the battlefield. It was just an official position snatched from his Jia family through marriage.

Wang Ziteng has been operating in this position for four or five years. He holds power and seems to be in a high position, but he has no ability to help the emperor's arm wrestling. In Jia Cong's view, the position of Jiedushi Envoy of the Beijing Camp is his. contents in the bag.

What's more, if Jia Cong and Wang Ziteng talk about relatives today, and it falls into the eyes of Emperor Taiqi, what will the emperor think?
Hou Zongwu was shocked. He and Ning Guohou had clearly never met before. Among all the people, Ning Guohou was able to identify him at a glance. In this era without cameras, Hou Zongwu could only say that this young man is somewhat different now. Real ability.

He hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, "General, I have finally met the Marquis!"

"After naming the generals and having a cup of tea, I will review them!"

Hou Zongwu did not accept the order and quickly looked at Wang Ziteng, obviously asking what Wang Ziteng meant, and did not take Jia Cong, the new leader, seriously at all.

Jia Cong also looked at Wang Ziteng, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes. Wang Ziteng felt a chill in his heart. At this time, he didn't care about arm wrestling with Jia Cong. He hurriedly said to Hou Zongwu, "Why don't you hurry up and order the soldiers? I'll be ordered to do it immediately." action!"

"Yes!"

After Hou Zongwu left, Wang Ziteng invited Jia Cong to sit in the commander's tent for a while and said, "In the past few days, the camp has been conducting intensive training, and simultaneously conducting verification of soldiers, striving to achieve real soldiers and real pay. I didn't go today." The upper court and the middle court were not aware of the situation being discussed. Although the imperial edict had been received, it was not until he had time to tell General Hou that he was surprised! "

This is to explain that after Jia Cong said he had a decree, Hou Zongwu did not obey the decree, but instead asked him what he meant with his eyes.

When he explained like this, Jia Cong also knew what he meant. He glanced sideways at Wang Ziteng and already felt disapproval. He could only say that Wang Ziteng's methods were really limited. Before he could do anything, Wang Ziteng himself was afraid and worried. He applied eye drops in front of the emperor.

As long as he interrogates Wang Ziteng's order before impeaching Hou Zongwu for obeying the imperial edict, Wang Ziteng's death will be near.

The commander's command is greater than the emperor's command, and the military commander is the only way to kill him!

"It is a well-known fact that the Commander-in-Chief is loyal to the country. I believe that the intention of the Central Government has been understood by Commander-in-Chief. The rebellion of the Ningxia guards had a very bad impact. A memorial was issued to the local government. The rebels took the refugees and swept through several counties. Once the momentum became huge, it became With such a major event that shocked the whole country, where does the credibility of the court lie?
The emperor has ordered me to lead troops to the rebellion. The Three Thousand Battalion is mainly composed of cavalry and can attack quickly. It will be of great use this time. I also hope that the Three Thousand Battalion can once again become famous and not lose its prestige when Emperor Shizong was the emperor! "

Wang Ziteng and his entourage sat down in Jieshuai's camp, and the scribe served tea. Qi Jianhui asked, "Marquis Ning Guo, how is the progress at Feixiongwei?"

Perhaps realizing that his question was too direct, Qi Jianhui made up for himself, "The Marquis just arrived in Beijing yesterday and received the imperial edict early this morning. Before he could enter the military camp, the army must be organized slowly. I wonder how the reorganization is progressing now?"

Jia Cong picked up the tea cup and took a sip. "In order to organize the army, we don't have to plan every step slowly. When things are urgent, we must obey authority, and when things are slow, we can make things right. Now that the situation is urgent, we must pay attention to contingency. Come on." Before we arrive here, I have already gone to Feixiongwei, and most of the reorganization work has been completed, so we can’t wait to set off tomorrow.”

Qi Jianhui didn't believe it. He looked at Jia Cong very covertly and saw that his face was stern, without any arrogance, and there was no twinkle in his eyes. He didn't look like he was lying, which made Qi Jianhui feel that this person was. Disdainful of lying.

Jiang Zining was also surprised. As far as he knew, although the great uncle Yang Xiaojun was a commander, he was powerless against Zhou Jinkui, a small uncle, and it was difficult to manage. What methods did a kid like Jia Cong use to suppress Zhou Jinkui?
Wang Ziteng and Jia Cong chatted for a while. Outside, the messengers had arrived, and Hou Zongwu was already waiting with his soldiers. Jia Cong made an appointment with Wang Ziteng to go out and have a look.

"Commander, let's go together!" Jia Cong invited. After all, we are on someone else's territory, and we must have the proper etiquette.

Qi Jianhui, Jiang Zining and others were a few steps behind. They watched Jia Cong and Wang Ziteng walk away, and then called the people who had gone out to find out the news. Qi Jianhui asked, "What's going on over there at the Flying Bear Guard?"

At this time, the spy swallowed hard, fear still showing in his eyes. He was extremely glad that he was not from the Feixiong Guard, and said, "The Feixiong Guard killed hundreds of people!" "What? "Qi Jianhui exclaimed, while Jiang Zining and others opened their mouths, obviously in disbelief.

The spy told the story in a few words, and said, "The Feixiong Guard soldiers led by Marquis Ning Guo are all people who came down from the battlefield. They are really too fierce. This time, a Qianshi and a suppressing envoy died on the Feixiong Guard side. , two thousand households, several hundred households, a total of more than 100 people, and there were 300 people playing board, the whole camp was full of casualties, it was really terrible!"

The spy thought that when they were peeking outside the Flying Bear Guard camp, some of them were even vomited by the smell of blood. It was like hell inside. Even now, his legs were shaking.

Ji Siwen, the hereditary second-class male grandson of Marquis Chuanning, shook his head and said, "How can it be unreasonable? How unreasonable! Those people in Feixiongwei are all loyal to the country. As generals, they did not have horse leather to wrap their bodies, but they died because of Jia Cong's cruelty and immorality. Above, how can it be unreasonable!”

As Ji Siwen spoke, he actually bent down and squeezed out two tears. His pretense also aroused the empathy of the others. Everyone felt sympathy for the more than 100 soldiers who died. Everyone hates Jia Cong, he is simply a massacre!
But others slaughtered enemies, but Jia Cong slaughtered his own people.

"How can such a cruel and violent person suppress the rebellion? There is no way that there will be a mutiny on the way before reaching Ningxia!" Jiang Zining was worried. How could the emperor entrust such an unscrupulous person with such a heavy responsibility?
Ji Siwen also sighed, but they had nothing to do and walked slowly towards the school grounds, wanting to see how Jia Cong inspected the Three Thousand Battalion.

The number of the Three Thousand Battalion is less than [-], which is nearly half less than the established number. I wonder how this kid will be dealt with?

On the general standing stage in front of the school field, Wang Ziteng regretted coming with Jia Cong to review the Three Thousand Battalion. After going through this muddy water, he looked at the people led by Hou Zongwu below. There were no 6000 people, but there were so few. I don’t think it matters much from the numbers. It’s very serious that the Beijing camp is short of pay, but in recent years, the war has only been in Liaodong, northwest, and southeast. When the war actually comes to the capital, I guess Prince Teng will not be able to catch up with the war in a few decades. It was a grand occasion, so Wang Ziteng himself got a free salary and turned a blind eye.

But now, when he heard Jia Cong chuckle, he was very embarrassed and pretended not to hear it.

"General Hou, how many people are missing?" Jia Cong looked around. Not to mention the old and the weak, the number was very insufficient.

"This...because Lord Marquis came in a hurry, the general gathered with drums urgently without notice. Therefore, the number of people who came was not uniform!" Hou Zongwu secretly glanced at Wang Ziteng. Seeing the gloomy expression on the commander's face, his heart also followed. Beat the drums.

Jia Cong smiled, clasped his hands, and stood side by side with Wang Ziteng on the general stage, saying, "That's it! I originally wanted to take everyone away today, but considering the actual situation, I will give you one night's grace. Tomorrow At three o'clock in the morning, gather outside the Yanping Gate. Those who are late will be killed! If there are not enough people, I will only ask you!"

Jia Cong cannot pursue the issue of old age and weakness for the time being, so he can only take one step at a time!

At this time, Hou Zongwu had not thought of the meaning of the four words "Only you are asking" that Jia Cong said. After hearing these words, he had already decided to give up. It is unimaginable to get rich with someone like Jia Cong. , but he has to be the first in a battle. There are so many generals in the world, why should he choose the most dangerous one?
After sending Jia Cong away, Hou Zongwu immediately ran to Wang Ziteng's camp. At this time, everyone had arrived. The faces of Jiang Zining and others were very serious, and Hou Zongwu didn't pay much attention. Instead, he said to the prince, "Jie Shuai, I still want to serve under Jie Shuai. I have never dealt with Ning Guohou and I really don't understand his character!"

Wang Ziteng is also hesitating about this matter, how to get rid of the issue of numbers. At the moment, he only said that the three thousand battalions are under the control of Jia Cong, and the personnel relations cannot be changed for the time being. These procedures can be taken slowly later, yes Therefore, as long as the number of people is completed, this level can be passed for the time being.

"Baoguo, you can slowly plan your position transfer in the future. For now, I suggest you, Baoguo, get over the current situation first!" Ji Siwen sighed.

Wang Ziteng was also a little stunned and looked at Ji Siwen.

Hou Zongwu also asked hurriedly, "Sir, how do you say this?"

Jiang Zining didn't like to show off, so he hurriedly said, "I heard that the commander of the Flying Bear Guards, Zhou Jinkui, was beheaded by Jia Cong for inciting soldiers and being suspected of leading a mutiny!"

"Ah!" Hou Zongwu was so frightened that he lost his composure, and the color drained from his face. Even Zhou Jinkui was dead, could he still live?
At this time, Hou Zongwu couldn't care about anything anymore. He knelt down, burst into tears, and cried, "Commander, save this general's life!"

Wang Ziteng was also shocked and asked, "What's going on?"

Qi Jianhui told all the things reported by the spies, and said, "At this time, the palace should already know what happened to Feixiong Wei. It will be seen that Baoguo may not be able to avoid this crime."

Jia Cong's move will inevitably cause shock in the entire military camp system. In addition, Zhou Jinkui is not just an ordinary person, but the brother of a nobleman in the palace. He is currently favored. If the pillow blows, the emperor will not be angry?
Wang Ziteng thought for a while, but couldn't make up his mind and asked, "What do you think?"

Jiang Zining said, "The general thought that we could replenish the troops for the time being and then wait and see what happens. At the moment, the Ningxia guards are revolting. I don't know what the situation is. Besides, everyone is dead. If the emperor wants to use this person, he may not be able to bear it for the time being." hair."

If Jia Cong can successfully suppress the rebellion, he may live for a few more years, but if he is defeated, his death will be inevitable.

But Hou Zongwu felt terrified at the thought of having to take orders from someone like Jia Cong. He was like that kind of official ruffian who sits in the office every day, drinks tea and reads newspapers. When he hears that he has been assigned a job, he first becomes irritable. , conflict, and even resentment.

He shouted hurriedly, "Commander Jies, as long as you don't let the general follow Ning Guohou, you will be punished as a groom, and the general is willing."

Wang Ziteng didn't have many good ideas at this time. After all, Jia Cong didn't have any additional requirements. He was just acting according to the imperial edict.

If at this juncture, he suddenly changed the generals of the Three Thousand Battalion, and in the eyes of the emperor, the commander's command was more important than the emperor's order, both he and Hou Zongwu would die.

And Hou Zongwu also understood this truth in his heart. He acted like this not because he really wanted Wang Ziteng to help him turn things around, but to pave the way for his future. For people like Jia Cong, he and Jia Cong must be in trouble. It is impossible to work together for a long time if you go to the same pot. This time when you come back from Ningxia, Jia Cong can tolerate him, and he also plans to leave Jia Cong.

Besides, it was impossible to actually go to the battlefield. If he went to the battlefield and became a deserter, he would have to have someone behind him who knew the truth. Hou Zongwu would have no choice but to hold on to Wang Ziteng's thigh.

　There have been a lot of things going on lately, but not much, so I won’t ask for votes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)