Yanmen Pass.
Marquis Ding Yuan's Zhao Gan residence.
Jia Hu led Wang Ziteng and Wang Ziyu to Zhao Gan's door.
"General Jia!"
Just as he reached the door, the guard came forward and greeted him.
"This is General Wang, the commander of the capital camp sent by the imperial court. Beside him is Wang Ziyu. I'm bringing them to see General Zhao.”
Jia Hu said to the guard.
"Yes, this way please. General Zhao knew you were coming and is waiting in the lobby.”
One of the guards cupped his fists and returned the greeting. Then, he brought Jia Hu and the others into the mansion.
"Uncle Wang, please!"
Jia Hu and the others were led by the guards to the main hall.
Marquis Ding Yuan Zhao Gan's mansion was very simple, but it did not lose its grandeur.
The Marquis of Ding Yuan, Zhao Gan, sat on the main seat of the main hall. When he saw Jia Hu and the others walk in, he spoke.
"Welcome to my humble abode, General Wang, the commander of the capital camp. I am injured and cannot welcome you.”
Wang Ziteng saw that Zhao Gan's abdomen was wrapped in bandages and his face was extremely pale. He could not help but say,"
"General Zhao is too polite. General Zhao fought for the Great Han and resisted the Tartars for ten years.”
"Hahaha, come, take a seat and serve tea!”
The Marquis of Ding Yuan, Zhao Gan, laughed heartily before letting Wang Ziteng and the others sit down.
After the servants served tea, Zhao Gan said,"
"General Wang, although I sent a letter of rescue to the imperial court before the Tartar army arrived, I also reported the victory in time after the war ended. I wonder if General Wang has come with the emperor's orders?”
"General Zhao, you are indeed as good as a god. I did receive a letter from the Imperial Court on my way here. I have come to deliver soldiers to General Zhao.”
Wang Ziteng said as he tried to get closer to Jia Hu.
"Oh, in this battle, almost all the city guards died. What's there to be happy about?”
Zhao Gan thought Wang Ziteng was mocking him, and his tone turned cold.
"General Zhao, please don't be angry. Bring me to explain. The Emperor has decreed that General Zhao has made great contributions in defending the city and will be promoted to first class marquis with 1,000 households of food. General Jia Mu will be given the posthumous title of Wuning.”
Wang Ziteng said enviously.
Marquis Ding Yuan Zhao Gan's reward this time was entirely due to the glory of the Divine Might General Jia Mu and his son.
Without Jia Mu and his son, it was unknown whether Zhao Gan would still be alive. Even if Yanmen Pass was lost, it would be enough for Zhao Gan to suffer.
And the posthumous title of the Godly General Jia Mu even started with the word 'Wu', which was a great joy.
Those who did not have meritorious deeds in destroying the Great Han Dynasty could not be given the posthumous title of 'Wu'. Jia Mu was also greedy this time. The Darkhan Dynasty had been fighting against the Tartars for several decades, and they had almost always been defeated. There hadn't been a single military merit like this in the past few decades.
There was no need to mention Jia Hu himself. If it wasn't for the Retired Emperor and the civil officials suppressing him, his military merits this time would be enough to make him a marquis.
Moreover, Jia Hu was a member of the Jia family, and most of the generals in the army were more or less related to the Jia family's Duke Ning and Duke Rong.
Now that his father Jia Mu's posthumous title started with 'Wu', this child's future career would be extremely smooth. In time, he would definitely soar to the sky.
This was the scene where Wang Ziteng pulled Jia Hu into a relationship.
"This Zhao does not deserve to receive it. If it wasn't for Jia Mu and Jia Hu, this Zhao would have become a spoils of war on the horse of the Tartars.”
One had to admit that Zhao Gan knew his limits.
"General Zhao, you're too kind. Your Highness has witnessed your contributions. This time, the Emperor has specially asked me to hand over the 50,000 soldiers to you.”
"The emperor's grace is vast! This official thanks the emperor!"
Marquis Ding Yuan Zhao Gan said with an extremely excited expression.
Wang Ziteng and the others chatted for a while in Zhao Gan's residence. They saw a blood stain on Zhao Gan's abdomen. He stood up and bid farewell to Zhao Gan. Zhao Gan was indeed on the verge of collapse, so he did not try to persuade Wang Ziteng and Wang Ziyu to stay. He said to Jia Hu,
"Nephew Hu, follow General Wang to receive the fifty thousand soldiers and send General Wang off for me.”
Then, he watched Wang Ziteng and the others leave.
Jia Hu followed Wang Ziteng to the military camp and announced to his face that the 50,000-strong army would be temporarily stationed at Yanmen Pass and handed over to Jia Hu to manage.
Whispers immediately broke out in the camp. These soldiers did not know Jia Hu. At this moment, Jia Hu was not holding the Heaven Suppressing Hammer. Looking at Jia Hu's somewhat tender face, the soldiers below were somewhat unconvinced. However, because Wang Ziteng was here, they did not make a loud noise. It was still within a controllable range.
Wang Ziteng did not care about the soldiers below. If Jia Hu could not even intimidate them with this, then he was just a facade.
"Nephew, this is my deputy general Wang Ziyu. I see that General Zhao's injuries are quite serious, so I'll leave my deputy general to manage it with you. I hope you don't mind."
"Uncle Wang, what are you saying? I can't wait for you to stay. However, I also know that Uncle has military orders. I can't wait to be surprised that you can keep your deputy.”
Jia Hu said with fake flattery.
"I still have to report to General Zhao, so I won't disturb you two.”
Jia Hu didn't care whether Wang Ziteng heard him or not. He cupped his fists and turned to leave.
"Cousin, look at this kid. He's simply arrogant and despotic.”
After waiting for Jia Hu to leave, Wang Ziyu said angrily.
"It's fine. You're young and frivolous. Moreover, you've made such a great contribution. If I had made such a great contribution at his age, I would probably be even more arrogant than he is now.”
Wang Ziteng shook his head and said,"
"Ziyu, do you have any complaints about me keeping you at Yanmen Pass?”
"Cousin, I was just about to ask you why you left me in this remote border. It's very boring.”
Wang Ziyu also looked at Wang Ziteng with a confused expression.
"Ziyu, there are naturally benefits to keeping you at the border. Now that Zhao Gan's body is not in good condition, the power of Yanmen Pass will probably fall on Jia Hu's head. Jia Hu is only thirteen years old, and although he is fierce, he has been at the border for many years. He definitely doesn't know as much as you do.”
Wang Ziteng paused and looked at Wang Ziyu before continuing,"
"Secondly, Jia Hu probably doesn't know how to lead troops and govern. You can take this opportunity to try leading these fifty thousand troops by yourself and make plans for leading troops alone in the future. Third, if you stay here, even if you don't have any merit, you will have worked hard. When you return to the capital, even if the emperor doesn't reward you, he will remember you in his heart. In the future, if something happens, he will have an impression of you in his mind.”
"Great, cousin, you think too thoroughly. This way, Jia Hu's impression of the emperor will be lowered and we will also take the opportunity to obtain the kindness of Marquis Ding Yuan Zhao Gan and Jia Hu, killing three birds with one stone.”
Wang Ziyu gave him a thumbs up.
Wang Ziteng smiled and said nothing.
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