The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1327 Hereditary Succession!

Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia
On the vast grasslands, the army is galloping forward, launching an attack.

Holding a knife in his hand, Dorgon roared, "For the Great Qian!"

"For the Great Qian Dynasty!"

Clad in armor, the Plain White Banner and Plain Blue Banner behind him roared simultaneously.

After Liaodong was pacified, Dorgon was sent to fight in Mongolia. He was appointed General Who Pacifies the North by the Qianlong Emperor and was stationed outside the Great Wall.

This campaign against the Mongols was ordered by Zhang Cheng and led by Dorgon.

The capital city, the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Emperor Hongde, dressed in a dragon robe, was leisurely reading the battle report.

After the pacification of Liaodong, the Jurchens were dispatched to various regions to wage war.
Dorgon was in charge of the Mongols, Daišan dealt with the Rus' people, and Šurhaci was stationed in Liaodong.

Although Emperor Hongde had some distrust of the Jurchens, he believed that as long as Jia Jue was alive, they wouldn't dare to act recklessly.
Given Jia Jue's current age, the four towns of Daqian should be able to maintain stability for at least fifty years.

Emperor Hongde might very well have created a golden age like the Zhenguan era, where all nations came to pay tribute!
"Proclaim the imperial decree!"

Looking at the people below, Emperor Hongde simply waved his hand dismissively.
"Whoosh!"

Holding the imperial edict, Xia Shouzhong solemnly announced, "By the grace of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: Duke Ningguo, Jia Jue, for his loyalty and bravery in serving the country and pacifying Liaodong in the north, is promoted to Second-Class Duke, a hereditary title. He is also granted the former Rongguo Mansion."

As soon as Xia Shouzhong finished speaking, everyone present was stunned, because this was a hereditary title, not a title that was downgraded and passed down through generations!

Many people looked at Zhang Cheng in astonishment and murmured, "He shares the fate of the nation!"

"Your subject Jia Jue thanks Your Majesty for your great kindness!"

Stepping forward, Zhang Cheng accepted the imperial edict, a smile spreading across his face.
Looking at Jia Jue, Emperor Hongde asked, "Duke of Ningguo, are you happy?"

"I'm so happy, Your Majesty!"

Looking at Emperor Hongde with a broad smile, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Because he also laid out a vast territory for future generations.

As for other matters, Zhang Cheng wouldn't concern himself with them. Unless they could defeat the "King of the Gang," Zhang Cheng had no plans to leave Beijing.

After fighting for so long, can't he enjoy himself?
In the Ningguo Mansion, the central gate was wide open.

When Jiao Da, his face beaming with excitement, saw the carriage arrive, he immediately turned his head and said, "Master has returned to the manor. Everyone, stand up straight!"

"Wow!"

The curtain was lifted, and Zhang Cheng stepped down in embroidered boots, holding an imperial edict in his hand as he entered.

"Welcome back to the manor, sir!"

They spoke in unison, and the servants immediately shouted.
"Alright, alright, stop with all this nonsense! All this fancy stuff! Do you think the others won't know if you don't shout?"

He waved his hand in acknowledgment, his face completely calm.
"My lord, this is a hereditary title, passed down through generations, and your legacy is intertwined with the fate of the nation!"

Jiao Da stepped forward happily and began to speak.
"That's right!"

Addressing Jiao Da, Zhang Cheng continued walking forward, saying, "Lin Zhixiao, go and tear down the wall of the Rongguo Mansion next door. From now on, that place will also belong to my Ningguo Mansion!"

"Yes, sir!"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Lin Zhixiao quickly stepped forward to reply.

Three days later, a grand banquet was held at the Ningguo Mansion, where all the military heroes gathered.

In the front yard, Zhang Cheng was raising a wine glass, chatting and laughing with Feng Tang and others.

Just then, Jiao Da, who had walked over, said, "Master, Dorgon has arrived!"

"Oh, he's back from Mongolia. It seems the war has been quelled!"

With a broad smile, Zhang Cheng looked at Jiao Da and then waved his hand, saying, "Dorgon, come, come, sit here!"

"Your subordinate thanks the Duke of Ningguo!"

Upon hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Dorgon had just sat down when he heard a familiar voice.
"Wow!"

A figure flew in from afar. Dorgon had just picked up his chopsticks when he saw the table overturned and fall pitifully to the ground. Jia Baoyu's face showed pain as he exclaimed, "Ouch, that hurts so much!"

"No, I haven't eaten yet! And why is it you again, you brat!"

Looking down at Jia Baoyu, Dorgon stared at him, a look of shock on his face.
"do we know each other?"

Looking at Dorgon with curiosity, Jia Baoyu began to have doubts.
But before he could finish speaking, Lin Daiyu rushed up, lifted her skirt, and kicked him hard in the face, shouting, "Die! Die! Die!"

"Oh dear, my dear Lin sister, you can't hit her like that!"

They rushed forward and pulled Lin Daiyu away; Wang Xifeng and the others also hurriedly came out.

Staring in astonishment at this scene, Zhang Cheng turned his head and asked, "Uncle, what is this?"

"Jue-ge'er, don't worry about it, I'll take care of it myself!"

Standing up, Jia Zheng pulled out his belt and lashed it sharply, saying, "You dare to act recklessly in such a situation? I'll beat you to death!"

"what!"

With a scream, Jia Baoyu rolled over like a lazy donkey, then sprang to his feet and fled quickly into the distance.

Looking at Jia Baoyu's agile figure, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but exclaim, "His speed has increased considerably!"

"If I weren't happy being whipped by Lord Zheng all day long, I would have been beaten to death long ago!"

While explaining to Zhang Cheng, Jiao Da, standing nearby, began to mock him.

Rewind ten minutes, to the backyard.

Sitting in the main seat, Lady Jia Liu listened to the flattery from each household, her eyes full of smiles.
Sitting in the seat next to her, Grandmother Jia was heartbroken.
Because at one time, the people they talked about were themselves!
The sisters are selecting from the boxes of treasures sent from all over the world.
Just then, Jia Baoyu, who seemed to appear out of nowhere, looked at Lin Daiyu and said, "Sister, your jade is much prettier than mine!"

Lin Daiyu had lost patience with Jia Baoyu and ignored him.
Just then, Jia Baoyu took her hand and said, "Sister, you know that my feelings for you are truly sincere!"

"Crack!"

With her fist clenched, Lin Daiyu slapped Jia Baoyu across the face, saying, "Sincere? I'll show you what sincerity is!"

"Hey hey!"

Clutching his eye in pain, Jia Baoyu immediately ran towards the door after being hit.

But Lin Daiyu wasn't about to let Jia Baoyu off the hook; she immediately grabbed a chair and chased after him.
Seeing this, Wang Xifeng and the others were dumbfounded, because if Lin Daiyu caught up with Jia Baoyu, he would be beaten to death.

And so, what was supposed to be a perfectly normal banquet was ruined once again by Jia Baoyu.

However, looking at the chaotic scene below, Zhang Cheng laughed, holding a wine glass in his hand, and said with a mocking expression, "Lin Daiyu thrice beats up Big Face Treasure?"

"Husband, why are you still laughing? Look at the mess this place is in!"

Seeing Zhang Cheng still joking, Qin Keqing, who had just walked up, couldn't help but speak up.
Hearing Qin Keqing's words, Zhang Cheng laughed and said, "What's wrong with that? It's good to make a fuss!"

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng squeezed Qin Keqing's hand and said, "Madam, tonight is going to be a long night. Why don't we go back and have a chat?"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Qin Keqing's face flushed.
While cracking sunflower seeds, Jia Wei watched her uncle and aunt leave, then turned back and shouted, "Uncle Zheng, stop hitting them! Stop hitting them!"

If no one tried to stop him, things would be fine, but if someone did, Jia Zheng would beat him even more fiercely.
"If you're born, I'll beat you to death, beat you to death!"

"Oh My God!"

As he ran, Jia Baoyu wailed in pain.
Standing beside her younger sisters, Shi Xiangyun looked helpless, wondering when her brother would ever grow up!

Unlike Shi Xianglian's speechlessness, Jia Yingchun, Jia Tanchun, and Jia Xichun all had smiles on their faces. Because it was useless to stop them from doing this, after all, their Master Bao would get beaten up again in a few days!

Standing in the backyard, Zhang Cheng held Qin Keqing's hand as they climbed to the top of the building, gazing at the dazzling fireworks in the sky.

"The east wind at night releases a thousand trees of blossoms, and blows down stars like rain."

"I searched for him a thousand times in the crowd, but suddenly when I turned around, there he was, in the dim light!"

Looking at Qin Keqing, Zhang Cheng smiled.

After hearing Zhang Cheng finish reciting the poem, Qin Keqing leaned on his shoulder, her face full of tenderness.

(End of this chapter)