Ming Jiajing: Starting from Immortality

Chapter 238 The power of the noble lady, the Zhang family’s warriors!
at the same time.

One hundred thousand troops of the Ming Dynasty braved the wind, snow and severe cold and advanced towards Fengzhou Beach.

The biting cold wind blew on the face like a knife, but it could not stop the iron hooves of the Ming army at all.

As the commander-in-chief of the three armies, Wang Chonggu did not sit in the carriage, but rode the war horses with his soldiers, advancing against the wind and snow.

The commander of the imperial army squeezed his legs slightly around his horse. The horse knew what he was thinking and immediately sped up. It caught up with Wang Chonggu and reported, "Marshal, there is urgent news from home."

"Read!"

"Chong Guwu..."

The commander of the imperial army did not utter the word "son" when he read this, but said in a sincere voice: "Marshal, you should read it yourself."

Wang Chonggu took it with doubt in his heart, and the voice of Yuan Fu's mother, Madam Zhang, seemed to appear in his ears.

"My dear son, I appreciate your writing.

Wenming and I always regard you as our own son, Juzheng regards you as a sibling, and Juyi and Juqian regard you as an elder brother.

However, Juyi had a heart to serve his country, but due to the burden of his family, he was bound to Beijing, which he always felt regretful about.

Today I heard that my son is the Grand Marshal of our Ming Dynasty, commanding a hundred thousand soldiers and horses to conquer the grasslands.

I hope my son can relieve his mother’s worries and your brother’s wish, and achieve victory in this battle.

I have come here with this letter, and I hope my son will be careful.

When you return victorious tomorrow, Wenming and I will hold a banquet at home and announce it to the world. We will adopt you as our son and spread the word!"

Old Madam Zhang actually sent her third son, Yuanfu's third brother, to the battlefield along with the letter in exchange for adopting Wang Chonggu as her adopted son, in the hope of gaining military merit.

Wang Chonggu almost lost his balance as he held the letter in his hand.

What do you think of the battlefield?
A place where you can pick up military merits at will?

What do they regard the Northern Tartar Cavalry as?
Are you just killing chickens and dogs at random?
What does this make him, Wang Chonggu, seem like?
Is this Zhang's slave dog?
If you throw a bone of your "adopted son" to him, he will rush forward with his tail wagging and bite it?
It is true that he was promoted by Yuan Fu, but he was able to reach the position of the Grand Marshal of the Three Armies because of his decisiveness and ability. He became close to the Zhang family in order to express his gratitude for the support he received.

But he never expected that he regarded Zhang Juzheng as a brother, but the Zhang family treated him like a dog, ordering him around.

He couldn't even imagine that after the Northern Expedition successfully defeated the Northern Barbarians and he returned to the court in triumph, he would recognize Old Master Zhang as his father and Old Madam Zhang as his mother. At that time, the Zhang family's biological son would be in charge of the country, and the Zhang family's adopted son would be in charge of the military power. To what extent would the emperor be suspicious?

I'm afraid he and the Zhang family will die even more miserably than the Shanxi merchants!

As the commander-in-chief of the three armies, he had to keep a close eye on the situation of the entire army at all times. The closer he got to the Northern Tartar Khan's tent, the more important it was. For this reason, he had barely slept for two days and two nights.

Ignore all irrelevant information.

But just when this energy could not be wasted in the slightest, the Zhang family's letter was still delivered to him.

Wang Chonggu believed that Prime Minister Zhang Juzheng had never read this letter, and that even Old Master Zhang and Old Madam Zhang had sent the letter without telling the Prime Minister. But this did not mean that Zhang Juzheng was unaware of the existence of the letter, or that he did not know that his third brother Zhang Juyi had gone to the battlefield in the northern border.

It seems that Zhang Juzheng thought that this letter was just a message asking him to arrange a general position for Zhang Juyi so that he could gain military merit, and he was completely unaware of the promise made to him as a so-called "adopted son".

In Yuan Fu's heart, he was also hoping that a member of the Zhang family could become a rising star in the army.

greedy.

Too greedy. Wang Chonggu crumpled the letter into a ball, stuffed it directly into his mouth, and swallowed it despite the discomfort.

On the day of the Spring Festival, the days were short, and the grasslands were even shorter. It was getting dark. Wang Chonggu looked at the Khan's tent of the Northern Tartars, which was twenty or thirty miles away, and gave the order to set up camp.

The dumplings for the first day of the first lunar month had been prepared long ago by Huotouying. There was no need to worry about their preservation on the grassland. Each one was frozen like a stone and could be put into the pot as soon as the water boiled.

This also meant that the soldiers had dinner earlier than usual, but they did not have to rest after dinner as they did in the past.

Soldiers from each camp, led by officers, came to the temporary parade ground, where bonfires were burning and tens of thousands of soldiers gathered.

A unique mobilization meeting then began.

Wang Chonggu, Vanguard General Qi Jiguang, Guard General Yu Dayou, including the former leader of the Eastern Tartars, now the King of Shun'an of the Ming Dynasty, Dalaisun, all appeared on the temporary platform.

In the firelight, Wang Chonggu's face was particularly red. He looked at the tens of thousands of soldiers and said loudly, "It's amazing to have such a powerful lady! It's really amazing!

She actually had the ability to deliver letters to my front-line troops from a country thousands of miles away!
Why did she write to me?
She wanted me to place her son in the army! She wanted me to make her son a general! She wanted me to make her son a marquis for his military exploits!

It was done, and she was willing to accept me as her godson. This was like treating my army as the bed in her home!
Damn it, he took the back door and ended up on the battlefield where I shed blood and died!"

Wang Chonggu's sonorous and powerful voice was carried by the cold wind to the ears of the soldiers of the three armies.

When hearing the words "get military merit that leads to being awarded a title of nobility", almost everyone's eyes turned red.

The emperor stripped Jiajing of all titles conferred before forty years and took back the hereditary certificates.

In the present Ming Dynasty, there is only one marquis, Hu Zongxian, who was conferred the title of Marquis of Jinghai in the 40th year of Jiajing's reign.

Two lords who were conferred the title of Earl in the 40th year of Jiajing's reign were Qi Jiguang, Earl of Jiangyin, and Yu Dayou, Earl of Jinjiang.

The Marquis is not here but in the cabinet, but the two Earls are. For the sake of the Ming Dynasty, they sacrificed their lives and shed their blood, wiped out the Japanese pirates, and restored peace to the southeast coast. Even so, they have not accumulated enough military merits to be awarded the title of Marquis.

And the "lady" asked for a marquisate for her son.

This bastard is too much of a bully.

Feeling the soldiers' emotions being aroused, Wang Chonggu roared, "Bring the men up to me!"

Following Wang Chonggu's order, Zhang Juyi, the younger brother of Yuan Fu and the son of the noble lady, who was tied up with a pig's shackle, was carried up by four of his personal soldiers like a pig.

His mouth was blocked, his eyes were red, and the look in his eyes as he stared at Wang Chonggu was full of hatred, as if he was saying that when he returned to China, he would ask his parents and brother to deal with Wang Chonggu.

If I don't take revenge for this, I swear I won't be a human being.

Qi Jiguang, who was relatively close to the Zhang family, didn't know what to say. The harmony between Lin Xiangru and Lian Po was indeed a story that had been passed down through the ages, but discord between generals and ministers was what all emperors wanted to see.

Ever since the separation of military and politics, when Wang Chonggu became the Grand Marshal of the Three Armies, he was destined to have no further contact with the Zhang family. Now, the appearance of the son of the Zhang family on the battlefield gave Wang Chonggu the opportunity to express his loyalty to the emperor thousands of miles away.

Wang Chonggu pointed at Zhang Juyi, who was lying on the ground like a cricket pupa, and said in a loud voice: "I don't care whether she is the mother of God or the mother of Earth. If anyone dares to go to the battlefield through the back door, I want her son to be the first to hold a sharp knife and fight the Tartars!

Come, throw him into the death squad!"

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)