After the officials heard the description of the battlefield of the victory report squadron, they were first afraid, then excited. They were also curious about Jia Hu.
The founding bloodline was also discussing animatedly, filled with excitement. It had been a long time since Duke Ning and Duke Rong passed away. The founding bloodline's power had been on a decline. Ever since the founding of the country, they had not won many battles. If it was not for the fact that they had allied with the Jia family to push out the commander of the capital camp, Wang Ziteng, they could slightly curb this situation. Even so, the founding military meritorious officials had also lost a lot of their say in the court. Even the most important Minister of War was a member of the civil service.
After being suppressed by the civil officials for decades, it was not easy for Jia Hu, a fierce general, to appear. Finally, it was the founding bloodline's turn to shine.
The next step was to discuss the rewards. The founding bloodline suggested,"Marquis Ding Yuan Zhao Gan has rendered meritorious service in defending the city, he can be promoted to a first-grade noble."
As the discussion began, Founding Martial Honor was filled with envy and jealousy towards Zhao Gan. First, he had the help of the Divine Might General Jia Mu, and then he had the help of Jia Mu's son, Jia Hu. Zhao Gan's luck was really too good. However, Founding Martial Honor did not refute. After all, Zhao Gan belonged to the line of generals. Although Marquis Ding Yuan did not belong to the founding line, he was extremely close to Jia Mu, Jia Hu, and the others, so he was not considered an outsider.
The civil officials were somewhat dissatisfied. No matter how much merit the generals had rendered, they would try their best to suppress them. This was also one of the important methods that the civil officials had used to stabilize the court in the past few decades.
A civil official in the imperial court stepped forward and retorted.
"Although Marquis Zhao has made contributions in defending the city, Yanmen Pass has also been devastated. This lowly official believes that merit is enough to offset one's mistakes, so I will neither punish nor reward you.”
This caused dissatisfaction among the founding martial artists. Shi Nai, the Marquis of Bowling, retorted,"
"Lord Lin's words are surprising. You all heard it just now. The Tartars gathered a hundred thousand soldiers to attack Yanmen Pass. Marquis Ding Yuan was able to use ten thousand elite soldiers to defend the city. How could it not be a great victory?”
"Why don't Lord Lin lead his own troops to face the Tartars and let us see how Lord Lin will face the 100,000-strong army of the Tartars?”
This Lord Lin was the secretary of the Ministry of War and was used to flaunting his power. Facing Shi Nai's retort, he did not dare to say anything and could only whisper,""What I said is the truth. Besides, as a scholar, how can you vulgar martial artists compare to me?”
"Are you courting death?"
"Enough!" Emperor Wu Yun couldn't stand the noise of the two ministers.
"This matter is settled. Marquis Ding Yuan Zhao Gan has rendered meritorious service in defending the city and has been promoted to a first-grade noble. In addition, he gave Jia Hu the posthumous title of Wuning and the title of General of the State. As for Jia Hu, the son of the Divine Might General Jia Mu, he has made great contributions in this battle. How do you think we should reward him?”
Emperor Wu Yun immediately made the decision to reward Zhao Gan.
The civil officials did not have any objections to the Divine Might General's reward. After all, what was the use of giving a high official position to a person who had already died in battle? But it was different for Jia Hu.
Jia Hu's contribution in this battle was too great, turning the tide, but he was too young, only thirteen years old. For a moment, the civil and military officials did not know how to reward him.
"Emperor, Jia Hu helped Zhao Gan defend the city and turned the tide. He also killed the Tartar general Hamur. Jia Hu led 500 soldiers to kill 40,000 heads of the Tartars. With this achievement, he could be granted the title of Third Marquis!”
In the ranks of Wu Xun, Prince Shui Rong of Beijing stepped forward and spoke.
Without great military merits, one could not be conferred the title of Marquis!
However, meritorious deeds must be rewarded, and military merits could not be erased!
This was the unshakable foundation of the man from the Dream of the Red Chamber.
"Emperor, this subject agrees!"
"I agree!"
"I also agree!"
The founding generals all stepped forward and knelt on the ground.
When the civil servants heard this, they were immediately indignant. Not to mention that Jia Hu was only thirteen years old. Since the founding of the country, how could a war be conferred a marquis?
"Emperor, although Jia Hu's contribution in this battle is great, he is still too young. If he is given a great title now, how should he be rewarded in the future?”The Minister of War, Fa Tu, said.
"Oh, Minister Fa 'ai's words are reasonable. In that case, how do you think we should reward him?”
Emperor Wu Yun asked with interest.
In fact, he already had a definition of Jia Hu's reward. Although the law was reasonable, Emperor Wu Yun knew that this was just a means of the civil officials. He would not let it go if he could suppress it. Qiu Ren's words were obviously to retreat in order to advance. Moreover, Emperor Wu Yun wanted to cultivate his own power, and Jia Hu was the breakthrough point.
"Emperor, this old official believes that Jia Hu can be conferred the title of First Class Viscount.”
"Old man, stop spouting nonsense here.”Others were afraid of the Minister of War, but Prince Beijing wasn't.
"Emperor, this subject believes that if we erase his military merits because of his young age, who would dare to fight for his life on the battlefield in the future?”
After Prince Shui Rong of Beijing stepped out to berate the Minister of War, he turned around and cupped his hands at Emperor Wuyuan.
Several civil officials, under the instructions of the Minister of War and the Minister of Revenue, stepped forward and retorted,
"No, Your Majesty. Since the founding of the country, there has never been a case of a young man being directly conferred the title of Marquis in one battle. We think that Jia Hu can be conferred the title of First Class Viscount.”
"You fools, you weren't here during the war, and now you're being rewarded with all sorts of obstacles.”
When Wu Xun and the others from the founding bloodline saw this group of civil officials repeatedly obstructing them, they were so angry that they pointed at this group of people and cursed.
For a time, the civil officials and the founding bloodline quarreled. The entire court was like a market, noisy and chaotic.
Emperor Wu Yun glanced at Xia Bingzhong, who immediately understood.
"Silence, no noise in the court.”Xia Bingzhong stood at the side and said to maintain order.
Emperor Wu Yun said,""Alright, Zhen has already thought it through. Jia Hu, son of General Jia Mu, will be conferred the title of third marquis, with 600 households of food.”
"Order Jia Hu to return to the capital. The rest of the rewards can wait for Jia Hu to return to the capital! I want to meet the person who is called a demon by the Tartars and the God of War by the people.”
The Minister of War, Fa Tu, stepped forward and wanted to speak, but Emperor Wu Yun shot him a cold look. Fa Tu retreated shakily.
Just when Emperor Wuyuan thought that the situation was settled, Dai Quan slowly appeared in the throne room.
"The Retired Emperor has ordered that Jia Hu, the son of the Divine Might General Jia Mu, be conferred the title of First Earl and that he be ordered to return to the capital as soon as possible. The rest of the rewards will be decided by the emperor."
Emperor Wu Yun clenched his fists and replied unwillingly,""Your son will obey Imperial Father's orders!"
The Minister of War, Fa Tu, who was standing at the side, secretly looked at Emperor Wu Yun and said," In the end, was the older the wiser?
At this moment, the red-feathered messenger, who had been forgotten in the corner, took a few trembling steps forward and knelt down.
"Reporting to the emperor, before my family's general left, he instructed this subordinate to hope that General Jia would temporarily stay at Yanmen Pass for a few months.”
"General Zhao was unfortunately stabbed in the abdomen during the battle with the Tartars. He needs to recuperate for several months. The Tartars are now very afraid of General Jia and hope that General Jia can help guard Yanmen Pass for a few months.”
"Marquis Ding Yuan is injured? Since that was the case, he would let Jia Hu stay at Yanmen Pass and wait for Marquis Ding Yuan to recover before returning to the capital to receive his reward.”
Emperor Wu Yun thought for a moment and said,""How about this, I heard that after the battle at Yanmen Pass, almost all of the soldiers died. Tell Wang Ziteng that after the 50,000 troops reach Yanmen Pass, they will be under the command of the Marquis of Ding Yuan, Zhao Gan.”
Since Retired Emperor didn't want him to be a marquis, he might as well use this opportunity to gain some military power.
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