Chapter 104 The prototype of the foundation of Shinto!

“This is my neighbor Xing Xiuyan in Xuanpan Temple.”

“In fact, he is somewhat related to the Marquis.”

“Miss Xing’s aunt is the second wife of General She, the first-class general of Rongguo Mansion.”

Miaoyu gently took Xing Xiuyun’s hand and introduced her to Jia Cong.

Xing Xiuyan is the niece of Jia She’s second wife, Lady Xing.

After all, Mrs. Xing is still Jia Cong’s nominal mother.

Of course, innate gods are born and raised by nature.

This relationship is only in name only in the eyes of outsiders.

Ever since Jia She was imprisoned by Jia Cong, Mrs. Xing has been very tactful and has never been an eyesore in front of Jia Cong.

I don’t even go to Rongqingtang very often.

He just hid in his own small courtyard and never went out of the main door or the secondary door.

He acted as if he wanted to live out his life in peace and quiet.

To sum up Jia Cong’s character, he is soft-hearted and does not respond to harsh treatment.

If Mrs. Xing makes a fuss, she will definitely be accompanied by Jia She.

Now that the other party does not involve its core interests, it pretends to be sensible.

Jia Cong casually asked Yuanyang to give some silver to Mrs. Xing to supplement the household expenses during the holidays and then ignored it.

But Mrs. Xing is Mrs. Xing.

However, they mostly admire Xing Xiuyan and Jia Cong.

The Golden Hairpin ranks third in the supplementary volume and is a top-notch talent for refining the spirit.

Her personality is as gentle as orchid, elegant and refined.

“So it’s the elder sister of the Xing family. So she’s not an outsider.”

Jia Cong smiled faintly and nodded.

Although the Xing family produced Madam Xing, a first-rank lady.

But in terms of life, it is only slightly better than that of the tenant farmers.

Living in a rented house behind Panxiang Temple, he had never met a great figure like Jia Cong, a super-class marquis.

Xing Xiuyan was so timid that she was speechless for a moment.

It took him a long time to calm down and bowed.

“Greetings to the Marquis.”

“You’re welcome, Sister Xing.”

“Let me introduce you, this is Baochai from the Xue family, Sister Bao!”

“You came with me to Shandong to quell the rebellion and helped me a lot.”

Jia Cong dismounted the White Tiger, took Baochai’s hand, and introduced them to the two of them.

At the same time, it vaguely revealed the relationship between the two.

It would be a lie to say that Baochai didn’t feel jealous because Jia Cong treated Miaoyu so gently.

As my hand was pulled up, it was like a stream of honey flowing into my heart.

The discomfort in my heart suddenly disappeared and my cheeks turned slightly red.

“Meet the two sisters!”

“But the dragon girl of the Xue family?”

It would have been fine if Xing Xiuyan, who came from a humble family, couldn’t recognize the dragon horns, but she felt that the dragon horns on Baochai’s head looked extremely delicate and beautiful.

But Miaoyu recognized Baochai’s identity at a glance.

The reputation of the Xue family’s dragon girl in Jiangnan is second only to Jia Cong.

“I heard of your reputation in Jiangnan.”

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“By the way, why are Miss Miaoyu and Sister Xing outside of Qingzhou City?”

After a few polite words, Jia Cong asked calmly.

“Speaking of which, it was thanks to the Marquis that I was able to save my daughter outside the city of Shenjing last time. I was originally practicing in Suzhou.”

“Later, Master ordered me to go to Shenjing to do some work. A few days ago, I received a letter from Suzhou saying that Master’s old injury had relapsed.”

“I rushed back to Suzhou. Before he died, my master told me to go to Muni Temple outside of Shenjing City to seek refuge with my uncle, Master Jingyue, to continue my practice.”

“It just so happened that Xiuyan’s family also wanted to go to Beijing to visit relatives, so we went together.”

“I didn’t expect to encounter a rebellion… Fortunately, I met the Marquis again.”

Miaoyu explained the causes and consequences of the journey.

“So that’s how it is. The rebellion in Shandong has spread to most of the prefectures, and I was ordered to come here to suppress the rebellion.”

“Most of the rebels in Qingzhou and Laizhou have been wiped out. Miss Miaoyu can stay in the city temporarily with Sister Xing.”

“I will enter the capital after I put down the rebellion.”

Jia Cong nodded and thought of a way out for the two of them.

“My Lord, are you coming to Shandong this time to suppress the rebellion?”

“I wonder if I can go with you, my Lord?”

But Miaoyu came up with a new idea. “I have been practicing with my master since I was a child. Before my master passed away, he used a secret method to pass on part of his skills to me.”

“It just needs to go through a fight before it can be refined.”

“Otherwise, over time, the magic power left by Master will dissipate.”

As she spoke, a magic weapon in the shape of a plum blossom appeared in Miaoyu’s hand.

The fifth digit is refined.

The cold is as sharp as sword.

His cultivation level was revealed, and he had already reached the peak of the second realm.

“Since Miss Miaoyu said so, let’s put down the rebellion together.”

“Battles and battles are not ordinary, so you still need to be careful, young lady.”

A smile appeared on Jia Cong’s face, but his cold eyes remained calm.

“This is not the place to talk. The two girls should get in the car first and talk after we get into the city.”

“It’s all up to you, my Lord.”

Watching Miaoyu and Xing Xiuyun get on the carriage, the troops chasing them in various parts of the battlefield had basically turned back.

Jia Cong was not in a hurry to patrol the sky again.

He rode White Tiger beside the carriage and chatted with Miaoyu in a casual manner.

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Qingzhou Prefecture
“My Lord, we have wiped out 130,000 rebels in this battle!”

“Seventy thousand prisoners!”

“There are less than 3,000 rebels who escaped!”

“The White Lotus Cult has eight martial arts masters in total, kill them all!”

The First World War, in which a total of 300,000 people were involved, was not over when the fighting was over.

Collect corpses, clean up the battlefield, treat the wounded, settle the prisoners, and count the casualties.

It was not until the evening that Sui Maoxiang came covered in blood to report the results of the battle.

After reporting, Sui Maoxiang looked around and saw that there was no one else in the room except Jia Cong and Baochai, so he spoke in a low voice.

“My Lord, Mu Dajiang swept through most of the counties in Laizhou Prefecture, plundering along the way.”

“I found a large amount of gold and silver treasures in his military camp. I roughly estimate that there are about 13 million taels.”

If what we talked about before was public business, what we are talking about now is private matter.

According to convention, half of the battlefield tribute should be distributed to the soldiers, and the other half should be taken back to Beijing as spoils of war and handed over to the national treasury.

What Sui Maoxiang did at this time was obviously to block the news about these properties and report it to Jia Cong alone.

This kind of relationship goes beyond the ordinary relationship between superiors and subordinates in officialdom.

But he was sincerely loyal.

“Take out three million taels as spoils of war to replenish the Qingzhou treasury.”

“Take out another two million taels and divide them among the soldiers, and keep one million taels for yourself.”

“Please keep the remaining seven million taels for me temporarily and transport them back to the capital after the rebellion is quelled.”

“Thank you, Lord Marquis!”

Sui Maoxiang was overjoyed when he heard this, not because of the one million taels given by Jia Cong.

But it was about keeping the other seven million taels for safekeeping.

In official circles, if you are not regarded as a confidant, you will not be able to get such an assignment.

“My Lord, there is one more thing. This time I found a lot of land deeds and land deeds from Qingzhou and Laizhou.”

“It adds up to about 80,000 acres.”

“This time Shandong was first hit by a locust plague and then by a rebellion.”

“After the rampage by the White Lotus rebels, there are probably many unowned fields.”

“Only a very small number of people can find the title deeds.”

Sui Maoxiang seemed to be hinting at something, as Jia Cong also had the title of “Imperial Envoy of Shandong”.

After the rebellion was suppressed, it was easy to register the unowned land before the court sent new officials.

By then, with the land deed in hand, no one will be able to say anything.

“One hundred thousand acres…”

Acreage of land is not worth silver.

In a sense, it is also the cornerstone of faith.

Jia Cong tapped the table lightly, thinking about the bottom line that the royal family could tolerate.

“Go find Ma Ruyue, the commander of my personal soldiers, and treat him the same way as you treated the land you obtained in Jiangnan.”

“In addition to these 100,000 mu of land deeds, we will also find some lands of local gentry and wealthy families that are in collusion with the White Lotus Sect and register them in the future.”

“The total amount should not exceed 500,000 acres!”

“I will obey your orders!”

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(End of this chapter)