Jia Cong waited outside the palace gate for less than half an hour.
He was summoned into the Great Ming Palace by the chamberlain.
As expected,
The court was full of officials,
Some people didn't turn around.
However, her gaze was always on him.
"Jia Cong greets the emperor! Long live our emperor, long live, long live!”
A burst of stifled laughter could be heard.
Although Jia Cong was puzzled, he did not know what was going on.
The last time he came to receive the title, there were too many people.
There was also no chance for him to show his loyalty.
Today, facing the siege of the imperial court that he had planned,
Naturally, he had to take this opportunity to show his loyalty to the Emperor.
Emperor Long Zheng chuckled from above.
Ever since Wu Zetian of the Tang Dynasty,
No emperor had ever heard of 'long live, long live, long live'
After all, no emperor liked Wu Zetian.
Therefore, everything about her was hated.
But this was indeed a phrase that every emperor liked to hear.
"Alright, get up."
"He was just conferred a title the day before yesterday. Why did he cause trouble yesterday?”
"The Barons of the six Marquisate were beaten by you until they couldn't get out of bed, and you still brought your personal guards out on the streets?”
When Jia Cong heard this, he knew that it was settled!
Because there was no anger in Emperor Long Zheng's tone.
Moreover, his words seemed to be speaking up for him!
"Your Majesty, that is not a personal guard, but a servant of this minister's family.”
As soon as he finished speaking,
Someone stood up and pointed at Jia Cong angrily.
"Nonsense! Who couldn't tell the difference between a personal guard and a servant?”
"Does it mean that whatever you say is true?! Why don't your servants go after the founding of the country!”
Jia Cong didn't have much of a reaction and only said calmly,"
"And this is?"
"I am Marquis Dongchuan fu's first grade viscount, Wu Ke!”
"Oh, a first-class viscount, tsk!"
"Brat!"
Jia Cong's mockery immediately filled Wu Ke's anger.
Although the two of them had the same title,
But he was almost fifty.
Jia Cong was only fifteen years old this year…
Jia Cong looked at him in confusion and said,"
"Lord Wu, what founding of the country and Yuanping? Aren't they all His Majesty's subjects?"
"Why? If you want to divide the court, don't tell me you want to start a factional struggle!”
Wu Ke was just about to speak,
An old voice sounded.
"As expected of Jia Daishan's grandson. Not only are his hands good, but his mouth is also good.”
Wu Ke heard this voice.
Immediately, he obediently retreated to his seat.
On the dragon throne, Emperor Long Zheng's gaze became increasingly dangerous.
Fortunately, there was a crown blocking it, so the people below could not see clearly.
"And this is?"
"This old man is the Duke of Ping, Zhao Xiao!"
"Oh, so it's the Duke of Ping. Greetings, Duke of Ping. I heard that the family prepared a white banner a while ago.”
The founding minister couldn't help but say,
Following Niu Jizong's huff,
Immediately, the group of Martial Merit Points burst into laughter.
Zhao Xiao's name sounded domineering.
However, he was an out-and-out sinister character.
When the Retired Emperor first took power, he wanted to move the capital.
On Yuan Ping's side, there were two Dukes who disagreed and refuted it many times in court.
When Taizu founded the country, his capital was Jinling (South). Beijing),
All the businesses that were awarded with merit points were also there.
Therefore, many people did not agree to move the capital.
Later, Zhao Xiao, the Duke of Ping, secretly fabricated charges.
Two High Duke's Houses and four Marquisate's Houses were labeled as traitors!
At that time, everyone in Jinling was in a panic.
The Retired Emperor also moved the capital to Luoyang.
Without those two Public Houses,
State Duke Ping was the leader of Yuanping's meritorious deeds.
Over the years, students and old officials have spread all over the army.
Zhao Xiao was also the only person in the Great Qian Dynasty who still held the title of Duke!
It could be said that Zhao Xiao's ruthlessness could shake the entire imperial court.
However, he was too old. He was already in his eighties.
He had invited the imperial physician to see him many times, and he had survived every time!
At New Year's Day
The Duke of Ping had already begun to prepare the white banner.
He didn't expect that he would survive again.
Zhao Xiao was not embarrassed at all. He stroked his beard and smiled,
"This old man was protected by the Retired Emperor and the Emperor, and managed to survive many dangers.”
"On the other hand, the Duke of Rong used his silver spear to pierce through the entire army. Isn't he a pile of rotten meat now?”
Before Jia Zheng could get angry, Jia Cong snorted coldly and said,
"I really don't know if our ancestor managed to break through the army.”
"But I heard that the Duke of Ping was swept off his horse by a spear and couldn't get up for several months.”
"Although our ancestor died young, his blood was spilled at the border of the Great Qian Dynasty, unlike the Duke of Ping!”
"Taking the blood of your own family, you're going to be your own green cloud.”
Zhao Xiao's hand that was stroking his beard paused for a moment.
He carefully slapped Jia Cong and chuckled.
"He's a sharp-tongued kid. He has the demeanor of doing good on behalf of others.”
"It's been too long. I can't remember clearly. But yesterday, you…"
Before he could finish,
Jia Cong bowed to Emperor Long Zheng and said,
"Your Majesty, yesterday evening, I heard that my brother was beaten up. I was very anxious.”
"Thus, I brought my servants to rescue them. I didn't expect to meet Marquis Dongchuan fu and the other brothers.”
"We're all in the army, so it's normal for us to have some conflicts. We're all working for His Majesty, so there's nothing we can't do about it.”
"Thus, everyone exchanged pointers with each other. Who knew that they would be so weak?”
"The six of them didn't even get close to me. I only lightly counterattacked and they fell.”
Hearing Jia Cong's nonsense,
Wu Ke could not take it anymore.
Although Wu Ge was not the eldest son,
But he was the youngest son he loved the most!
Now, he had lost a few teeth and had many lacerations on his sternum.
Now that he thought about it, his heart ached!
"Sparring? He was so ruthless when sparring? My son!"
"Your son is also a good-for-nothing!"
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