The Red Mansions

Chapter 958 Jia Heng: The Lord of the Kingdom is Unquestionable

Chapter 958 Jia Heng: There is no doubt about the duke...

Ping'an

Jia Heng rode on the maroon horse and looked up. At this moment, the endless grassland was full of broken soldiers and flags burning into black smoke. Hearing Jia Fang's words, his calm mood couldn't help but agitate .

Previously, in the battle against Jurchen, deep down in my heart, I didn't expect to be able to defeat Huang Taiji, but a kind of desire to achieve the best. I didn't expect that Huang Taiji would actually put the commander flag on it.

When I yelled the word "fire" earlier, my heart was a little excited.

Jia Fang said, "General."

At this moment, Jia Heng turned his mind and stared at the head of Huang Taiji brought by Jia Fang. His eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the head with his eyes closed tightly. He saw streams of black and red blood dripping down from his neck. , falling on the grass, polluting a large area of ​​grass.

Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Huang Taiji's body, and couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional in his heart.

If the well and pot are not separated from the tiles and the roof is broken, the general will inevitably die before the battle.

In fact, Huang Taiji was injured by the fire of the Hongyi cannon, it was precisely because the swords and guns on the battlefield were blind and unpredictable.

In the past, like the late Ming Dynasty in parallel time and space, Nurhachi was injured by Yuan Chonghuan's Hongyi cannon. Many times, the rush on the battlefield was so dramatic.

At this moment, following Jia Fang's report, the faces of Dong Qian, Qi Jianhui and other generals who accompanied Jia Heng to the expedition also showed ecstasy.

Huang Taiji's head is much rarer than these Jurchen soldiers and horses in front of him.

With this head, there is almost no need to think about how excited the emperor in Beijing and the princes of the temple must be.

It can be said that the generals and soldiers in front of Ping'an Prefecture at this moment are all elated for this victory.

Jia Heng calmed down, without any strange expression on his face, he said in a deep voice: "All the troops cleaned up the battlefield, collected the corpses, put the heads in a box, and waited to report the victory to the court tomorrow."

"Yes." Jia Fang's heart was agitated, her cheeks were flushed, and she answered loudly.

At this moment, looking around the entire battlefield, apart from the corpses of the Qing army lying scattered on the grass, there was a mess in sight.

As night fell, the entire city of Ping'an City was brightly lit, almost shrouded in a noisy and enthusiastic atmosphere.

And the joy of defeating the Jurchen elite bannermen came to an end with the outside war, and it also swept and spread to the entire Beijing camp.

Jia Heng specially ordered the military supply logistics to distribute wine and meat, so that the generals in the city could drink to their heart's content.

And the handsome yamen of the Pingan Prefecture Jiedushi——

Jia Heng went to take a bath first, and at the same time washed away the bloody smell of fighting, and then changed into a brand-new and incomparable python suit, came to the study, and finished writing the memorial to the victory.

Immediately, he took a stack of books placed in the corner of the desk, which were the casualties of the Beijing camp and the final results of the battle collected by Zhu Yingqian.

In this battle, the Han army defeated more than [-] Jurchen Manchurian Zhenghuang Banners and Xianglan Banners. If the Mongolian Jingqi entourage was included, the number of enemies wiped out should be [-].

Of course, these are not important, the key is that Huang Taiji died in the first battle!

This is a credit that is hard to match for the destruction of so many girls and elites. It can be said that Yixue has wiped out the humiliation of nearly 30 to [-] years since the fall of Liaodong during the Longzhi period.

And the report of meritorious deeds in his hand was delivered to Beijing together with the news of the victory of the Hongling messenger. It can be expected that it will cause shock in Shenjing and even Dahan.

Just as Jia Heng was thinking about it, Chen Xiao opened the curtain and came out from the inner room with a burst of fragrant fragrance. The crystal clear eyes under the willow-leaf eyebrows overflowed with joy, and the voice was cool and sweet: "The food is ready Alright, let's eat together later."

Jia Heng raised her eyes and looked at the girl who was dressed in a blue dress and her hair was tied into a beautiful bun. She had a pure and beautiful temperament, just like the snow lotus of Tianshan Mountain standing proudly on the top of Kunlun.

Jia Heng asked: "Xiaoxiao, did you do the cooking yourself?"

I didn't see Chen Ling when I came back from the outside just now. Obviously, I went to the back kitchen to cook. The slightly wet hair beside the white and greasy neck and the blue dress also looked like they had just taken a shower.

Under Chen Xiao's willow eyebrows, her bright eyes were clear and agile, and she said softly, "I always eat the coarse food in the army, so it's inevitable that I'll be dull. Today I'll make some dishes for you."

Jia Heng nodded and said with a smile: "Well, let's go, I'm a little hungry just now."

The two came to the back house of Jieshuai's yamen one after the other. At this moment, the candles in the wing room were brightly lit and bright.

On a bamboo brocade screen embroidered with peonies, the figures of the two are projected on it.

Jia Heng looked at the assortment of delicious dishes on the dining table, walked up to him, and said, "Xiaoxiao is really good at cooking."

Seeing the young man's words of praise, Chen Xiaoqing's cold and beautiful face flashed a hint of joy, she sipped her powder and moistened her lips and said, "I haven't done it for a long time, and my skills are a little rusty. Sit down and eat."

As the two talked, they came to the table and sat down. Jia Heng picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of sweet and sour carp, put it in his mouth, took a bite, and said with a compliment: "This fish is well cooked."

In fact, he wants to eat Xiaoxiao's big pear, it's sweet and delicious.

Chen Xiao's eyes flickered under her eyebrows, and she asked, "After this battle, can I return to Beijing as a teacher?"

Jia Heng said: "Just now I have ordered the guards of the Jinyi Mansion to send a letter to Xie Zaiyi to encircle the invaders Hao Ge and Yue Tuo's troops to wipe out the enemy in Hebei and other places. And attack the Jurchen Banner Ding with a head-on blow."

In fact, the Han army in Datong could take advantage of the shock and low morale of the Qing army to launch a counterattack, but at this moment the Jurchen soldiers and horses have become a mourning army.

With Wei Qi and Cai Quan's ability to command troops, or the combat power of the Han army, it is not suitable to go out of the city to fight back.

In the two victories so far, one was to defeat Jierhalang's elite cavalry with more victories than less, and the other was a surprise attack just now with the secret weapon Hongyi Cannon.

There is not a small gap between the real combat power of the Han army and the Jurchen.

When Chen Xiao heard this, she put down her chopsticks, and with a look of thought on her jade face, she said, "The Jurchens will probably withdraw their troops when they get the news of the big defeat in Ping'an Prefecture."

Jia Heng murmured: "After this battle, the situation between the big man and the Jurchen has come to an end. Jurchen suffered this catastrophe, and there will be no more wars for at least a year."

This is the stage of stalemate with the enemy mentioned in his original "Ping Lu Ce", and now this battle is enough to keep Jurchen honest for a year or two.

Even the head of a country was killed in the Han territory, Jurchen must have a period of time to lick the wound, but at the same time Jurchen will also reshape people's hearts with hatred.

Of course, in this process, the big man will not attack rashly. The current big man does not have the conditions to conquer Liaodong and regain the lost land.

In fact, from the current point of view, the main force of Jurchen has not been seriously damaged, it can only be said that the bones are hurt, especially the elites of Xianglanqi and Zhenghuangqi headquarters.

But on the whole, it has not yet reached the point of shaking the foundation of the country.

As for Huang Taiji's death in Ping'an Prefecture, apart from being a national shame, Huang Taiji was over sixty years old. According to the history of parallel time and space, Huang Taiji should have gone west a few years ago.

Moreover, without Huang Taiji, the top Jurchens came to power with a young and vigorous Dorgon.

Therefore, from the perspective of the two countries' decisive victory strategy, the current victory does not have the significance of the final battle of the finale of the Han captive war.

Chen Xiao thought for a while, her clear eyes flickered, and she reminded, "After this battle, suspicions are everywhere in Beijing."

The chopsticks in Jia Heng's hand paused slightly, but he also understood what Chen Xiao meant. He stared into the beauty's clear eyes and said, "Now that Liaodong has not been restored and the Jurchen has not been destroyed, it is too early to talk about all the birds."

Where are you going now?However, after the death of Huang Taiji, Jurchen's strength is still [-]%, and it still has the power to invade the south, while the Han army has just changed from passive defense to active defense, and the overall strength comparison has not changed.

Chen Xiaodao: "After the death of Huang Taiji this time, will the Jurchens cause chaos? If the imperial court asks you to lead troops to conquer Liaodong, how will you deal with it?"

After Huang Taiji was shot, the officials of the Han Dynasty immersed in great ecstasy might be dazzled by the victory and let Jia Heng lead the army to conquer Liaodong and regain the lost ground.

"That's not true. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Jurchen Headquarters has not lost its elites and still has the power to mobilize, and it's time for me, a big man, to recuperate and get rid of the old evils with a big victory." Jia Heng said softly.

Although the elite Jurchen Eight Banners had been beaten and disabled, Jurchen could still recruit soldiers to supplement the Eight Banners.

Jia Heng pondered and said: "According to the information compiled by the Jurchen high-ranking investigators in Liaodong, Huang Taiji is old and the crown prince has not yet been established. The eldest son Hauge is brave and good at fighting, but because of his violent temperament, he does not agree with Huang Taiji. Dorgon He has made outstanding military achievements and is known as the emperor's younger brother. After Jurchen returned from defeat this time, there should be some internal struggles. I conclude that Dorgon may be in charge of Jurchen's state affairs. This person is no easier to deal with than Huang Taiji."

These are all things that happened in the history of parallel time and space. Hauge is a brave and reckless man. After all the fighting, Fulin came to the throne and Dorgon assisted him.

Of course, it is hard to say whether Huang Taiji will continue to develop in parallel time and space after his tragic death.

A hint of thought appeared on Chen Xiao's crystal clear face, and she said in a low voice: "The Jurchens have brought trouble on Xiao Qiang, can they divide and provoke?"

"Jurchen is now in a crisis of life and death, and they may unite as one to overcome difficulties together. We can't expect to be torn apart." Jia Heng said with a thoughtful face, reached out to grab the girl's plain hand, smiled and said: "Okay, let's not talk about it for now. That's all, let's eat first."

After talking, Jia Heng and Chen Xiao finished their dinner, looked at the beautiful girl, hugged them into their arms, and said with a light smile, "Don't clean up the dishes, talk to me for a while."

With that said, he took Chen Ling's plain hand, and sat down on the bed under the girl's blushing cheeks, holding Chen Ling, who was slim and beautiful, in his arms.

Chen Xiaoxiuli's clear eyes under her eyebrows flashed with panic, she gently struggled away from Jia Heng's hand around her waist, and shyly said, "Don't act recklessly."

Jia Heng put her head close to Chen Xiao's ear, sniffing the fragrance from her hair, and said softly, "I've been busy with the war recently, so I haven't been together to make out. I miss you."

Chen Xiaorong's complexion was filled with rosy clouds, and there was a sense of shame in her clear and flowing eyes, and she said in a clear voice: "Aren't you going to reward the generals in the camp later?"

Jia Heng said: "It won't be too late, I will reward my Xiaoxiao first."

Chen Xiao: "..."

Feeling ashamed, Fang punched Jia Heng's leg with Fenquan, and said angrily, "If you don't reward me for rewarding you, you'll be fooling around all day long."

What does this person think she is?And reward her?

However, it was really hard for her to fight with him during this time.

Jia Heng approached the cheek with fragrant skin and jade skin, kissed her, and gently caressed the delicate skin of the jade hand, feeling the softness of the fingertips, and said in a warm voice: "Xiaoxiao, after returning to Beijing, most of the palace will ask about you. At that time, I said that I met you when I was in Beijing, and I only found out your identity later in Jiangnan, so let's talk to each other."

"Yeah." Chen Xiao's cheeks were flushed like drunk, and she whispered, and quickly grabbed Jia Heng's hand that was stuck into the lapel.

Suddenly, he saw that person's warm and intimate breath approaching, biting his own lips, and said "嘤咚", but did not push back.

The two had already been intimate many times, and they hadn't seen each other during this period of time because of the war, although they hadn't been intimate in recent months, they didn't see the slightest strangeness.

Jia Heng looked at the girl with trembling eyelashes, and said, "This time I go back, there should be no war for a year or so."

The Jurchens will have to lick their wounds for a year. There may not be such a war in the north, but the great Han may not be at peace. Qinghai's Xining County King died, and there may be chaos among the Fanhu.

Chen Xiao bit her lower lip with her white teeth, and said in a complicated tone: "When your teacher returns to court, the man in the palace will probably marry Xianning to you. This time, Huang Taiji's head is enough to overcome all objections."

Since Jia Heng took command and led the army, he has achieved brilliant results in two battles, especially the artillery defeat of Huang Taiji.

It is undoubtedly the most appropriate to use this to block the Tian family's mouth for marrying the imperial daughter and princess of the clan, and also supporting the two prefectures of Rongning and Ningxia.

Jia Heng approached the delicate skinned face, caught the deepest trace of envy and loneliness in the girl's heart, and said with a light smile, "Why don't you let the Holy Majesty marry you to me?"

Chen Xiao: "..."

"One princess, two princesses, all the daughters of the clan allow you to succeed?" Chen Xiao's voice trembled slightly, and when she was about to say something, her delicate body trembled.

Staring at the young man who was already lying in front of him, his eyes were filled with embarrassment.

Jia Heng said vaguely: "It seems that it is not very good, so let's leave it for later."

"This time, I should be able to become a duke." Chen Xiao closed her eyes slightly, and let the young man do whatever she wanted, but her snowy cheeks were already glowing like sunset, she was not as cold as before.

"Probably not a first-class gentleman yet." Jia Heng said in a low voice with Xue Ling's plum blossoms on his face.

Killing Huang Taiji was enough for Xianning and Chanyue to give him a marriage to suppress all objections, but the title would probably be downgraded to the third class in due course.

Otherwise, only by relying on the big lottery of killing the captive chieftain and being named a first-class prince can he be rewarded for his merits.

However, the first, second, and third ranks of dukes are nothing more than the difference in the number of agreed inheritances and the speed of reduction, and the level gap for the duke himself is not so big.

In fact, Nian Gengyao, who is above history, was not granted the first-class title all at once, but the third-class title for the first time.

Well, this person is ominous.

In short, it is obviously not qualified to be promoted to the noble of the county king in a short period of time, because the noble of the county king has no rank, is hereditary, and rests with the country. Therefore, in the Chongping dynasty, he predicted that he would not be eligible unless Liaodong was destroyed. Enough.

In short, there is no doubt about the duke of the country.

Under the Chen and Han Dynasties, the four kings and eight princes, the only surviving juvenile Duke, has already counted as a rising political banner.

Chen Xiaoqing's cheeks were as beautiful as snow, her cheeks were blush and intoxicating, and her delicate body trembled slightly. She was originally a girl as cold as a little dragon woman, but at this moment, there was almost a layer of pink flesh on the skin of her jade face and neck.

Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Chen Xiao, who was shimmering and shy, and said with a light smile, "Xiaoxiao, this time it is thanks to Hongyi Cannon's contribution."

Speaking of the girl's cherry lips, it was just printed.

Chen Ling felt ashamed and annoyed, she suddenly pushed Jia Heng away, her clear eyes saw the condensed mist after being sucked, her pink lips parted slightly, and she scolded coquettishly: "The war has just ended, how can you behave like this? .”

Who would have thought that the young man who commanded so well in the war before would act like a child, and he was a completely different person.

Jia Heng pulled Chen Xiao over, lay down, and said softly: "For the past month, it's like a string has been tightened. Now we can relax a little bit. We will return to Datong tomorrow morning."

In fact, after Huang Taiji was shot, the Jurchen's invasion of the South could no longer be sustained, and withdrawal was the only option.

All revenge and hatred are all sentimental and unrealistic.

Chen Xiao looked down at the young man who was untying his belt with nimble fingers like butterflies. His white and snowy face was as red as blood, and he said in a trembling voice: "Tomorrow we have to go to Datong. After returning to Beijing..."

In the end, he sounded like a mosquito, and seemed a little embarrassed.

Jia Heng said: "???"

What do you do when you take a shower and change clothes?He thought he could bomb Ping'an Prefecture.

Jia Heng thought for a while, then sighed and said, "The atmosphere is so heated."

He has always respected Xiaoxiao.

Seeing that Chen Xiao's cheeks were blushing like a cloud, her lips were pursed and she said nothing, Jia Heng thought for a while and said: "That's fine, when she gets married with Xian Ning, she will pay a visit to your bridal chamber, and it happens that the nuns in the palace want to check the hipa. "

Chen Xiao: "..."

Are you sure that Xianning is generous?

"Xianning, will she agree?" The girl was obviously a little moved, and there was still a little weirdness in her heart.

Jia Heng took advantage of the opportunity to wrap his arms around Chen Xiao's shoulders, kissed the pink and smooth skin of his face, looked at the girl who had come all the way with him, and said in a low voice, "Xianning, she is here Just watch, when the time comes when you change into your wedding dress, we will be considered married."

Hearing this, Chen Ling's delicate body trembled slightly, Xiuli's clear eyes flickered under Xiuli's eyebrows, as if she was hesitating, and finally agreed with an "um".

I might not be able to marry him in this lifetime.

At this time, Jia Heng took the girl's slender hand, pretended to come, and said, "Xiaoxiao, what should I do now?"

"What... what should I do?" Chen Ling was taken aback for a moment, and then withdrew her hand like an electric shock, with a layer of embarrassment covering her beautiful and clear eyebrows and eyes like the cold moon and cold peak.

Jia Heng whispered, "You've read a lot, so you don't have the heart to...try it yourself?"

A layer of embarrassment suddenly appeared on Chen Ling's cheeks, and he cursed, "You, you bastard."

Jia Heng's eyes flickered, he turned to Da Xueli, and said, "How about..."

Chen Ling turned her head aside, and gently lifted a strand of hair around her ears. The studs on her earlobe shone brilliantly under the light. After all, she couldn't stand Jia Heng's begging, so she had to comply.

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Not to mention that Jia Heng went up to Liangshan on a snowy night at Leopard Head in Ping’an Prefecture, but he said that in the vast grassland, a round of bright moon was shining in the sky, and the mountains in the wilderness were rolling and rolling, and accompanied by the rapid sound of horseshoes, the cavalry cavalry rumbled And over, over the mountain pass.

It was the time of Haishi, and the spring breeze in the first ten days of March was already somewhat warm, and the general who accompanied Jierhalang said: "My lord, take a rest, the sons and daughters can't stand it anymore."

"My lord, the Han army did not come after me anymore." Another general said.

Hearing the words, Jierhalang's frightened face became dazed, and for some reason, he felt that these words were somewhat familiar.

But he didn't care about thinking deeply, so he said in a dejected way: "All the troops dismounted and rested."

Following Jierhalang's order, the horse team behind him gradually stopped, and the tired and exhausted Jurchen knights dismounted one after another, lying on the grass, panting heavily.

Ji Erhalang is not much better at the moment, lying on the lawn at the moment, with tears all over his face and heartbroken.

"Brother Huang, Brother Huang." Jierharang felt so sad at this moment that he almost cried bitterly, and crying in this moment of silence in the middle of the night undoubtedly infected more soldiers and attendants around him.

All of a sudden, there were cries everywhere, almost wailing.

On the grassland illuminated by the bright moon, the bannermen of the Jurchen Yellow Banner and the Bordered Blue Banner were weeping uncontrollably at this moment, forming a spectacular scene, like a pack of wolves that lost their wolf, sad and desolate.

"Count the soldiers." Following the order from the commander beside Jierharang, a leader had already led the soldiers to count the cavalry.

The number of soldiers who died in this battle has gradually been counted.

Of the 500 people in the Zhenghuang Banner, there are only more than 3000 left, and only 2000 people are left in the Xianglan Banner, which was originally maimed. Nearly half of the soldiers and horses were lost in the previous World War I in Pingan Prefecture.

The deputy Dutong next to Jierhalang said: "My lord, the most urgent thing now is to inform Prince Rui in Datong and Prince Li on the eastern front that they need to withdraw their troops back."

Jierhalang said dejectedly: "Now that the emperor is dying in Han soil, how can I have the face to meet them?"

At this moment, Jierhalang did not draw his sword to commit suicide again, and the great grief engulfed his heart. Instead, after the sadness, he fell into a strange calm.

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Ping'an

The night was dark, but the shadows of the candles in the wing room were red, a curtain hung down to cover the bed, and the orange candle flame filled the room like water.

Chen Ling raised his head with disheveled temple hair, stared at the young man, his cheeks as white as jade were already flushed, like red apples, coughed, his voice was a little less cold than usual, but with a little greasy, and said angrily : "You...you did it on purpose."

Jia Heng took Chen Xiao's hand and said in a low voice: "It's not like you don't know, it's always been like that, or I'll serve you later."

Chen Xiao: "..."

As Chen Xiao, who has witnessed Jia Heng countless times, she naturally knows what Jia Heng's so-called serving is all about.

Tired snorted, neither answering nor answering.

Jia Heng filled the teacups from a few tables at the side, and facing the girl's misty eyes, said softly: "Datong is fine, and I don't expect to go deep into the grasslands to pursue Jurchen, those who invaded Yanzhao Haug, Yue Tuo and others, at least tear them apart."

He had already mentioned this matter to Xie Zaiyi before, and if he appropriated to increase troops to the direction of Beiping Mansion, in fact, he might not be able to keep the Jurchen cavalry.

Because the Han army besieging the Jurchen cavalry, in addition to the soldiers and horses in the direction of Xuanhua City, and the soldiers and horses in Hebei, it is very easy for the Jurchen fine cavalry to break through.

Chen Xiao reached out to take the teacup Jia Heng handed over and rinsed, endured the unspeakable shame, and said in a low voice: "If you send troops from Datong, you will not be able to catch up now. Can't stop it."

Jia Heng nodded, took the teacup aside, and said: "That's the reason, so I'll rest here in Ping'an Prefecture for the night."

As she said that, she pulled the quilt over the two of them, hugged her and said, "Okay, let's rest early today, I have something to do tomorrow."

It was the first time sharing the bed with Jia Heng, Chen Xiao felt shy, but her slender and beautiful eyebrows carried a hint of coldness, and snorted coldly, "Where's your servant?"

"What servant?" Jia Heng said in a low voice, and then whispered in his ear, "I think you want to take revenge?"

Chen Xiao: "???"

He was taken aback for a moment, but then suddenly came to his senses, Fen fisted and beat Jia Heng's shoulder, angrily said: "Everyone is like you."

But at this moment, Fang's heart was startled, it was clear that the young man had already seen him as before, and immediately a stormy wave that gnawed at the bottom of his heart hit.

After a long time, Jia Heng looked at Chen Ling who had already hidden her head under the quilt, and said with a low laugh, "Let me just say, the endless falling trees are falling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in."

When Chen Xiao heard this, her trembling delicate body opened her bright eyes, and said weakly, "Stop talking nonsense."

Jia Heng held Chen Xiao's soft and delicate catkin, smiled lightly and said, "Okay, it's getting late, let's rest."

Xiaoxiao's figure is undoubtedly slender and well-fitting, especially a pair of beautiful legs that are not inferior to Xianning, it would be a pity not to pedal three rounds.

Chen Xiao leaned her head against Jia Heng's chest, felt the powerful heartbeat, and gradually felt a sense of peace in her heart, her eyelids felt heavy, and she fell asleep peacefully.

(End of this chapter)