The eldest son is fierce

As soon as Old Sun finished speaking, all the powerful figures and ministers of Nanjing began to applaud in humiliation.

—Slap! Slap!

The applause was thunderous throughout the Hall of Diligent Governance, but unfortunately, the faces were so sour; everyone's face looked like they had eaten shit.

Wasn't Tang Yi's victory impressive? Yes, it was impressive, a truly impressive victory, but unfortunately, it was built on their suffering.

Thinking about all this, everyone felt like crying. Things shouldn't have turned out this way. According to the plan, 400,000 loyalist troops and 200,000 western troops should have arrived in the capital. They should have pinned Tang Yi to the ground and said, "Little brat, you didn't expect this, did you? We're the ones who will have the last laugh."

Tang Yi is the one who's laughing last, and he just saved their lives.

"Pah, a bunch of shameless bastards, all they do is dream on."

Tang Yi swept his sword over the crowd and said, "Praising me won't help. I still prefer how unruly you all were just now."

The applause abruptly stopped, and a group of Kyoto nobles and tycoons all stood there, their faces stiff.

I think I was a little loud when I spoke just now.

"I regret it! I regret it so much!"

Ran Xiuyu looked up at the ceiling, his old eyes lifeless, and said, "If I had known this would happen, why would I have restricted Fang Mao and Gong Yinghan at every turn? If I had just let them fight, I would have fought you to the death when Tang Yi and Anjinglou were fighting to the death."

Oh, heavens, how have you treated me so cruelly?!

What the hell!

Tang Yi jumped up and kicked Ran Xiuyu, sending him flying more than ten meters away. As soon as Ran Xiuyu landed, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Glancing at Ran Xiuyu in the distance, Tang Yi's voice grew cold: "Oh heavens, how have you treated me so cruelly? You dare to say such a thing!"

"You damn fool, you've harmed the country and exploited the people, and yet you act like you're innocent?"

Ran Xiuyu didn't speak. Tang Yi's kick was so powerful that it almost displaced his internal organs, causing him to cough up large amounts of blood.

Tang Yi ignored Ran Xiuyu and looked at the late Empress on the throne. He raised his hand and beckoned to her: "Hey, beautiful, your plan has failed."

"So, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?"

The late Empress glanced at Ran Xiuyu, then stood up from her throne. She personally straightened her phoenix robe before turning her gaze to Tang Yi.

The voice was calm and cold as it said, "General Tang is celebrating too soon. There are still 400,000 loyalist troops and 200,000 Western Army soldiers outside the city..."

"NONONO..."

Tang Yi raised a finger and shook it slightly, saying, "Your Majesty, first of all, I must correct you. There are only 400,000 loyalist troops outside the city. As for the Western Army... they have already been blocked by Zhuge Wanwan fifty miles away."

The late empress flicked her sleeve, her beautiful eyes fixed on Tang Yi, and said, "So what... even without 200,000 Western Army soldiers and 400,000 loyalist troops, it would be enough to kill you, wouldn't it?"

Although the nobles and powerful families of Kyoto all looked embarrassed, they seized the opportunity and spoke up one after another.

"Hehe, Commander Tang, why bother? Actually, we don't have any deep-seated hatred for each other, there's no need for us to fight to the death."

"Yes, Commander Tang, how about we talk? As long as you guarantee that our interests will not be violated, we will withdraw our troops."

"Commander Tang, there's nothing we can't talk about. There's no need to escalate to a life-or-death struggle..."

"..."

The powerful figures and ministers of Nan Jing were incredibly frustrated! According to the plan, they should have been pointing their fingers at Tang Yi and negotiating with him in a domineering manner.

But now they're begging Tang Yi to negotiate like grandsons. The difference between the two is like heaven and earth!

"Yes, the army, there are still 400,000 loyalist troops outside the city."

Upon hearing everyone's words, Ran Xiuyu, who was lying on the ground, instantly came back to life.

He struggled to his feet, pointing tremblingly at Tang Yi and angrily said, "What are you afraid of him for? Even if the thunder doesn't kill him, we still have 400,000 loyal troops."

"Haha, with 400,000 loyalist troops against Tang Yi's 100,000 troops in the capital, the advantage is on our side!"

boom!

No sooner had he finished speaking than Ran Xiuyu flew away again.

This time, it wasn't Tang Yi who made the move, but Old Sun who led several powerful figures from Nan Jing to attack Ran Xiuyu, punching and kicking him relentlessly while cursing under their breath.

"The advantage is mine? I'm your grandpa! Tang Yi won against tens of thousands with only three thousand back then, is it so hard for him to beat four hundred thousand with only one hundred thousand now?"

"Shut up, you fucking shut up! Are you trying to get us killed?"

"If you want to die, then die. We haven't lived enough yet."

"..."

Ran Xiuyu was beaten so badly that he screamed repeatedly, but he was still very dissatisfied and roared in protest.

Tang Yi was speechless at the sight. "I haven't even done anything yet, and you're already turning against your own kind?"

"Alright, stop pretending. No matter how much you try to fool me, I won't fall for it."

Tang Yi stared at the group of powerful and wealthy families in Nan Jing and said, "If you support the new emperor's ascension to the throne and, in order to take the lead in implementing the new policies and returning the annexed land to the people, I can spare your lives."

"As for whether you can make a name for yourself in the new dynasty, that depends on your own abilities and methods."

Although these people are unreliable, most of them understand people's livelihood and economics. The new dynasty has too many vacancies and still needs these people to fill them.

Otherwise, even if a new dynasty is established, it cannot function without people in the court.

Of course, he wants capable people, not parasites. He will retain some of the talented ones and promote new people to other positions.

With so many people in the Southern Court, surely there are some who are willing to be loyal to the new dynasty and serve the people!

After hearing Tang Yi's words, the faces of the Nan Jing nobles and ministers turned ashen. They hadn't expected that even after lowering their attitude to this extent, Tang Yi would still not let them off the hook.

This was a world of difference from what they had expected. Their plan was to at least have Tang Yi acknowledge their status, protect their property, and grant them corresponding privileges.

Now, they haven't obtained any special privileges, their interests aren't protected, and they still have to give up the land they've acquired.

This is outrageous!

You, Tang Yi, just robbed us of our silver and jewels, and now you want to seize our land? That's going too far!

"Hehe, Commander Tang really has guts. Even at this point, he's still so tough!"

The late Empress, standing before the throne, slowly descended from the Hall of Diligent Governance, her voice icy as she spoke: "Gentlemen, with Marshal Tang showing such a lack of sincerity, do you still intend to negotiate with him?"

"Since he doesn't want to talk things out, then let's fight!"

"This is Nanjing Capital, your territory. Beat him until he's in pain, then we can talk."

Old Sun and the other powerful ministers were furious that Tang Yi wasn't sincere about talking, and now that the Empress had said this, they were all inclined to fight.

Before they could even speak, they saw that the boy opposite them had eyes that shone like two lamps.

"Alright! Let's fight, we have to fight, whoever doesn't is a coward."

Tang Yi patted his chest, gave a thumbs up, and laughed, "Four hundred thousand loyalist troops, that's terrifying!"

"Believe it or not, I can annihilate your 400,000 loyalist troops without firing a single shot!"