Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 573: Destroying the Japanese

Jia Cong never dreamed that Shui Rong would turn into ashes just after he took a nap.

What happened to the Shuirong head that was supposed to belong to him?
Looking at the burnt black gold-plated token and the pile of ashes on the desk, the three people in the central military tent were not in a very good mood.

Lu Gaoyun had not expected that he accidentally put too much gunpowder and accidentally blew the water-soluble liquid into slag, which would make the three big bosses unhappy at the same time.

"General Jie, I was also worried that Shui Rong would run away. In addition, he brought a lot of people with him at the time, so in order to reduce the casualties of the brothers, I used gunpowder..."

The resentment in the tent was almost materialized. Wang Ziteng, who was sitting in the middle, had a headache. He originally planned to use Shui Rong's head to make a deal with the emperor...

His niece's wife gave birth to a boy for the Wang family, and he wanted to pass the title directly to his grandchildren without any downgrade, bypassing that useless Wang Ren.

It is not enough to rely solely on the achievement of conquering the Japanese pirates. It would be better to solve a major problem for the emperor.

That’s right, the contribution of conquering the Japanese is not as great as that of capturing the water-soluble brain seeds.

Although it was a great achievement in terms of size, it was also an achievement in destroying a country. However, in the ranking of military achievements of the Central Plains dynasties, the achievement of conquering the north was the highest, followed by conquering the west, then conquering the south, and the worst was conquering the east.

His contribution in destroying the Japanese was probably only about 1/3 of his achievement in suppressing the rebellion of the Sixteen Kingdoms in the Western Regions.

So upset!
Wang Ziteng was upset, and Liu Yi was even more upset.

Wang Ziteng was upset because of his military achievements, but this guy was upset purely because he was depressed.

“Ahhhhhh… This great master came to the Japanese island just to settle accounts with Shui Rong…”

New and old grudges, the hatred between the Prince of Beijing's Mansion and Liu Laoer is endless.

After finally getting the chance to conquer the Japanese, and about to kill his enemy, Liu Yi was beaten to it by someone else. The energy he had been holding back for two and a half years drove him into depression.

Looking at the ashes in the jar, Liu Yi felt a surge of anger in his chest, and finally he exploded.

He stepped forward and grabbed Lu Gaoyun's collar, wishing he could chop him to pieces with a knife: "Tell me, did you do this on purpose? I told you directly that you must not let Shui Rong escape. If he lives, I will take his life. You clearly promised me that..."

The initial layout on the Wo Island was made by Liu Yi himself.

Including the hidden pieces of the Dragon Guards, all of which were personally deployed by Liu Yi, and Lu Gaoyun was one of them.

He didn't expect Lu Gaoyun to make him suffer a big defeat...

"Second Master, I have left Shui Rong here for you..."

Lu Gaoyun pointed at the ashes in the jar and responded with a silly smile.

He is an old man in the Dragon Guards, and he knows exactly the tempers of the masters in the capital.

Prince Jing's temperament is the easiest to grasp. At worst, I can treat you to a meal after returning to Beijing.

You see, the gray in this jar is water-soluble, so I did follow the order and kept it, and didn't let it run away, right?

Lu Gaoyun spread his hands in a helpless manner. Liu Yi was furious for a long time. Finally, he threw his hands in annoyance and snorted, "No more playing, let's go!"

"Don't go, Second Master. I brought you a gift..."

"what gift?"

After everyone walked out of the tent, Liu Yi walked back.

Lu Gaoyun quickly handed over a simple hand-painted map with both hands and grinned: "Shui Rong has been on the Japanese island for two and a half years. He has almost fooled the Japanese nobles. Almost all the gold and silver treasures on the Japanese island have gone into his pocket. This is the treasure map."

When it comes to gold, silver and treasures, Jia Cong's jade syndrome is cured.

Wang Ziteng also became interested. He came closer to take a look and found that the treasure was hidden near the sea, near Toba Castle which belonged to the Shima Domain.

Lu Gaoyun explained to the three people: "I have already checked it out. It is worth at least 50 million taels of silver. With this silver, how many large ships and cannons can be built? Second Master, General Jie, and Your Majesty, I think it is enough for us to conquer the West!"

The last sentence really touched Liu Yi's heart, and he immediately forgot about the depression that had turned into gray.

His mouth was almost grinning from ear to ear, and he even patted Lu Gaoyun on the shoulder: "Good boy, I was right about you! Let's go treasure hunting..."

Wang Ziteng's face turned black, and he tried to snatch the treasure map, but Liu Yi dodged him.

If the fifty million taels of silver could be sent back to Beijing, it would be a great achievement. What Old Wang lacks most now is merit!

"Hey, Lord Wang, you fight your battles and I dig my treasures. Let's not get in each other's way. Otherwise, I'll get mad!"

This is the cornerstone for him to continue firing cannons, and it must not be taken away by others.

Liu Yi stuffed the treasure map into the gap of his breastplate without hesitation, smiled and prepared to leave.

Wang Ziteng wanted to stop him again, but Liu Yi did not give in.

The two of them stared at each other for a long time, and finally Jia Cong smiled helplessly: "My two lords, can we get down to business first?"

"This silver is the real deal!"

"This silver is the real deal!"

The two spoke almost in unison, still cross-eyed.

Jia Cong added leisurely, "In the end, I have the final say. If I don't give my approval to the Ministry of Works, who would dare to take orders for shipbuilding and cannons? And Lord Wang, the capital city has not been taken yet. Can we solve the problem at hand first?"

As he said that, he took the treasure map from Liu Yi's chest and threw it back to Lu Gaoyun: "You take a thousand men and horses there now, dig it out after finding the place, load it on the ship and transport it back to the capital. Remember, this batch of silver can only be given to Prime Minister Lin!"

This was a military order and Lu Gaoyun could not question it at all.

The shining golden dragon-shaped token on Jia Cong's waist dazzled Lu Gaoyun.

He immediately forgot about Prince Jing and Marshal Wang Jie, clasped his fists, said yes, then bowed and walked out.

After resolving the unnecessary dispute between the two masters, Jia Cong's depression was largely relieved.

He looked at the jar of water-soluble ash with disdain and shouted outside the tent, "Uncle Eleven, come here. Take this ash out and scatter it in the wind!"

……

Shui Rong, whose head was being targeted by three people, ended up being reduced to ashes. I wonder if this is the biggest joke in the world.

Anyway, the person is dead, and Jia Cong is too lazy to care about this matter anymore.

The city of Kyoto had been under siege for two months, and the city was already short of food, so few people were left standing.

There were 200,000 soldiers and 200,000 civilians in the city, but when the king's army entered the city, they could not even gather half of them.

War is terrible.

Most of those who survived were young and strong soldiers, and a small number were Japanese nobles.

All the young women and children, except the women of the nobility, became food for the young and strong men.

"Kill them all, leaving no one behind!"

Wang Ziteng's ruthlessness was fully displayed at this moment.

Jia Cong nodded on the side, and the clerk in the account was also filled with horror, and it took him a long time to utter a word.

"Are they really barbarians? Why would they eat human flesh?"

Poor Confucian scholar, he will probably not be able to sleep for several days because of the smell of meat.

Jia Cong was still relatively normal, although he was also trying hard to hold back the urge to vomit.

But he could understand it. After all, the Japanese have been like this since ancient times. If you want to say whether he is a human being or not, then he is half a human being.

There are few gentlemen, and most are worse than pigs and dogs.

"We can't leave the capital city of Kyoto alive. Let's burn it down. The army will retreat to the previous camp and have the doctors prepare medicine to cure the plague. The whole army will take it. During this period, pay attention to epidemic prevention. Follow my previous arrangements. If anyone dares to violate my epidemic prevention methods at this time, I will strip him naked and hang him outside the camp for public display!"

There is often a major epidemic after a war, not to mention that the city of Kyoto is already stinking.

Needless to say, if the medicinal herbs had not been prepared in advance, many innocent soldiers of the Celestial Empire would have been implicated and died in vain.

Fortunately, Jia Cong did a good job in logistics. He brought old man Li Shiqian from the capital in advance and transported enough medicinal materials.

When the city of Kyoto was on fire, the soldiers in the camp each had a bowl of bitter medicine and drank it sip by sip.

"I didn't expect this battle to be so easy..."

Wang Ziteng seemed to have put down the burden in his heart and felt a lot more relaxed.

He sat next to Jia Cong, and the two of them looked out at the fire in Kyoto City from this small hill.

"I was the one who insisted on dragging you over this time. I owe you a favor."

Wang Ziteng spoke very seriously, but Jia Cong smiled indifferently: "If you don't owe me anything, I would have come even if you didn't mention it. These are Japanese. No matter who beats the Japanese, I will help them!"

No one can understand Jia Cong's obsession. Rather than saying that Wang Ziteng owes him a favor, it is better to say that Jia Cong owes Wang Ziteng a favor.

This ruthless man did a lot of things for Jia Cong that were difficult for him to handle.

For example, Jia Cong was always planning to kill people and massacre people. He originally planned to risk angering the entire literary circle and launch a war to massacre the Japanese.

At this moment, a pit was being dug not far outside Kyoto City. The ruthless Wang Ziteng had already sent nearly 20,000 people to bury alive the tens of thousands of remaining Japanese in Kyoto City.

Jia Cong couldn't openly say that he owed this favor.

"Lord Wang, are you worried? Why not tell me and make me happy... I'll give you some advice."

Jia Cong had long noticed that Wang Ziteng had been worried about something these days, especially after the city was captured today.

Wang Ziteng did not hide it and nodded: "It is Wang Ren's business. I plan to ask for an imperial decree to appoint a successor to the Marquisate when I return to the capital."

Needless to say, Jia Cong could guess that this idiot Wang Ren had been completely abandoned by his second uncle.

Wang Ziteng continued, "My nephew is the only male heir among the grandchildren of the Wang family. I plan to pass the title directly to him. But you also know that I will not live for many years and will not see the child grow up. Jia Cong, if I use the merits of this expedition against Japan to exchange for a succession without demotion, will His Majesty agree?"

The conquest of Japan is really not as good as the conquest of the north, which can be seen from the court's reaction to the conquest of Japan.

The fighting on the front line has been going on for more than two years, and the most discussed topic in the court is actually betting on when Master Lin will take office.

Thinking back to the war to conquer the north, people in Beijing fought to the point of being brainless over a small-scale conflict.

Jia Cong could truly understand Wang Ziteng's concerns.

However, he still replied confidently: "In the past, the merit of destroying Japan could at most earn His Majesty an insignificant honorary title. But this time is different. By conquering Japan, Daxia's East China Sea barrier can be built on a solid foundation. This is the first step in the country's development for the next hundred years, and it is of vital importance. I dare to assert that His Majesty will definitely reward the meritorious officials this time..."

……

The army captured the capital of Japan with almost no effort, exterminated its royal family, and destroyed its ancestral temples.

When the victory news was brought back to the capital, just as Wang Ziteng and Jia Cong had expected, it did not cause much stir in the court.

Apart from several bigwigs in the central government who showed joy on their faces, only the three grandfathers and grandsons in the palace understood the importance of this good news.

As for the other officials and people in the capital—victory? What victory? The royal army destroyed Japan? Oh, isn't that normal?
The Celestial Empire's army fought wars in the south and the north, and the bigwigs in the court were all powerful generals who had destroyed several countries.

When we were conquering the north and the west, some country was destroyed every now and then. What is there to celebrate about destroying a small country like Japan?

This is the pride of the Celestial Empire. It’s nothing surprising if a country is destroyed!
The old saint had not been in good health since the Mid-Autumn Festival, and in October he fell ill and was bedridden.

The old man, who is over 70 years old, had suffered two strokes before.

To be honest, the emperor was frightened this time. He quickly handed over the government affairs to his son again and stayed by his bedside without taking off his clothes.

Until the good news came today, the old man's spirits have improved a lot.

"Let Lao Er and Jia Cong come back, especially Lao Er. This bastard has been hanging out outside for too long. I'm really afraid I won't be able to wait for him to come back..."

"Father..."

"Grandpa Huang..."

Unlike the emperor and his son who were frightened and worried, the old man now seemed quite relaxed.

He knew very well that he was not sick, but old.

He once forced the imperial physician to ask, if he could survive this winter, he would still have half a year to a year to live.

If you can't make it, then you really have to go.

Over the past ten years, the fourth brother has been very hardworking. The prosperity of the Yuanyou Dynasty made him jealous, but he was more pleased.

"You know the second brother's personality well. He can't be controlled. He likes fighting, so let him be your general. With a brother to help you, you can worry less."

The old man never doubted the loyalty of his second son. Unlike his other sons, the second son was a straightforward person.

As for the conspiracy and intrigue, it's not that he looks down on his son, he is just stupid.

"Fourth Brother, this time during the war against the Japanese, Cong has made great contributions. What do you plan to do with his reward?"

The second name on the military merit list is Jia Cong.

In theory, the rules of the country are there, and those who have made great contributions will be rewarded according to the regulations.

But what troubled the emperor was Jia Cong's age...

This kid is too young. He is already a hereditary marquis. Can't he be directly conferred the title of Duke? His father, Marquis Jia En, is the Duke of Rong!

"Cong is still young. If you want to continue using him, you have to suppress him first and leave more room for Hong'er."

The emperor naturally agreed with the old man's opinion, but the problem lay here. How to reward the meritorious officials in a way that would not make the royal family seem heartless, and at the same time ensure that Jia Cong would not be left without a title in the future?

After all, Jia Cong not only made contributions in this war against the Japanese pirates, but also ensured the safety of the people. He also established a perfect system and provided the best logistical support for the army.

If Wang Ziteng was not the commander-in-chief of the army, he would have been ranked first according to the rules. Jia Cong's contributions would have been enough to overshadow everyone else.

"Your Majesty, news has come from Yongding Gate that Yongfeng Marquis Jia Cong returned to the capital without an imperial edict and was caught by His Royal Highness Prince Zhongshun and is being brought to the palace!"

Monthly ticket recommendation ticket

　Thanks to Brother Pang, who is still so fat, for the reward.

　　I’ll stop here tonight and continue tomorrow. Good night!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)