Red Mansion: Incense and God Road, starting from the City God of Shenjing

Chapter 23: Forging a fierce reputation and suppressing Beijing Prefecture
Shenjing City

Palace Gate
Jia Cong fell to the ground.

"Jia Cong, what are you going to do!"

The three backers invited from Prince Beijing's Palace all collapsed.

Wang Ziteng asked in a stern but weak tone.

"I am a second-rank military officer of the imperial court and the commander of the Beijing Camp!"

"Are you finished?"

Jia Cong raised his head, and asked casually as if he was asking, "Have you eaten today?"

This caused Wang Ziteng to feel extremely panicked.

He actually played the emotional card in his words.

"The Jia and Wang families have been relatives for generations, and we are actually relatives by marriage..."

"Since there is nothing to say, let's get going!"

Jia Cong stretched out his hand and pointed, and several sword energies flew into the air!

A "plum blossom" appeared between his eyebrows, and Wang Ziteng's eyes widened.

He fell down in disbelief and lost his breath forever.

"Li San, Liu Wu!"

"No one from the Wang family will be spared!"

Jia Cong put his hands behind his back and looked up to see the plaque above which read "The Grand Commandant in Charge of the County Earl's Mansion".

The tone was indifferent.

As soon as the words fell, the ghost soldiers appeared!
"promise!"

Under the leadership of two ghost commanders, the seventy-two ghost soldiers were like seventy-two killing gods.

Rushing into Wang's house, screams were heard continuously.

……

"Kill them all. No one was left alive."

"Within one day, the business commander and deputy commander all died."

"He's only nine years old, but he's already so cruel!"

"This Shenjing City is about to become turbulent again."

Everyone thought that after Sun Ren from Jiangnan Bailu Academy.

Jia Cong mercilessly killed Wang Ziteng as well.

There are many second-rank military generals in the entire Daqian.

Not to mention that he was in such a high and powerful position as the commander of the Beijing Camp.

The royal family vaguely tolerated private fights among the nobles, but this indulgence was generally within the scope of order and law.

At most, some personal soldiers and servants were killed or injured.

This is the first time since the founding of Daqian that an entire family has been massacred!
To be honest, before this, the powerful people in Shenjing still had some contempt for Jia Cong due to his age.

But after today.

Such murderous intent and cruel means.

Who would dare to really regard him as nine years old?

After two sticks of incense
Seventy-two ghost soldiers walked out of the palace with murderous intent.

The swords were sharp and the clothes were stained with blood.

"Your Excellency, a total of ninety-one members of the Wang family have been executed!"

The ghost soldier commander knelt on one knee and reported in a deep voice.

"Clean up this place, collect and classify all the gold, silver, treasures and books."

"I'll deal with it when I come back!"

Jia Cong whispered, then stretched out his hand.

The bodies of Wang Ziteng and Zhao Qi in front of him were lifted up three feet off the ground by an invisible force.

Floating behind Jia Cong.

Ignoring the surprised looks of the crowd, Jia Cong just walked on the streets of Shenjing with his hands behind his back.

……

In the restaurant

"This Mr. Jia's character... is really full of youthful vigor..."

Xia Shouzhong felt that he was hit one after another today.

In the end, he only uttered a euphemism.

"Your Majesty, Wang Ziteng is dead, and the position of commander of the Beijing Camp is vacant. I'm afraid that Shenjing City will be in chaos in the next few days."

"Let's make a mess, it's better to make a mess!"

"If there is no chaos, how can I know who is a loyal minister and a good general and who is a traitor?"

Emperor Shunde was also stunned for a moment, but after he came to his senses, he did not take Wang Ziteng's death to heart.

It started when the commander of the Beijing camp secretly defected to Prince Beijing's Palace.

The two saints of Daqian had already reached a rare consensus in their hearts.

Wang Ziteng's death was inevitable, it was just a matter of sooner or later.

"Come on, Daban, let's go see where Jia Cong is taking Wang Ziteng's body."

Emperor Shunde put down the jade and porcelain in the palace, stood up and left the restaurant.

……

Let’s talk about Jia Cong.

After walking through a street for half an hour.

Just when the many spies and dignitaries who were "secretly" following behind were about to lose their patience.

Finally turned a corner.

Finally we arrived at a street that looked extremely quiet.

There are no shops, let alone vendors.

There is only one magnificent mansion on the entire street.

The door has three openings, and the door nails are nine vertically and seven horizontally!
This is a rule that only a prince can have. A golden plaque hangs above the gatehouse.

The six big characters "Imperially Bestowed Prince Beijing's Palace" were written on it, and were proposed by Emperor Taizu of Daqian.

"Prince Beijing's Palace!"

"Why did Jia Cong bring the bodies of Wang Ziteng and Zhao Qi to the gate of Prince Beijing's mansion?"

"Is it possible..."

There is only one family on the whole street.
People with clear minds have gradually figured it out.

The expression he looked at Jia Cong changed again.

……

"Shui Rong, Jia Cong from Rongguo Mansion has come to return the things from Prince Beijing's Mansion!"

It is more than ten feet away from the gate of Prince Beijing’s Palace.

With divine power in operation, Jia Cong's voice spread throughout the entire Shenjing City.

at the same time.

The bodies of Wang Ziteng and Zhao Qi were like arrows shot from a bow.

In the blink of an eye, it crossed a space of forty or fifty meters and slammed heavily on the gate of Prince Beijing's Mansion.

Blood splattered everywhere, and even the imperial plaque on the door was stained with blood.

It adds a bit of solemnity.

"They actually came to Prince Beijing's Palace!"

"The four vassal kings of the opposite sex had already established their own territories before the founding of Daqian. Although they are weak now, Shui Rong was once the Supreme Emperor..."

"Is Jia Cong crazy?"

Everyone just felt that they were careless when they went out today and did not see clearly where the sun was rising from.

As the old saying goes.

Facade, facade!
Such behavior is no different from slapping Prince Beijing's Mansion in the face.

Even if the person behind the scenes no longer wants to show up, he can only open the front door at this time.

Under the protection of several short-sighted guards, Shui Rong walked out slowly.

He wore a royal hat with a white tassel and silver wings.

Wearing a white python robe with the pattern of a five-clawed sitting dragon.

His face is like beautiful jade, his eyes are like stars, he is not yet twenty, and his appearance is very good.

"But is Brother Cong from the Jia Mansion here in person?"

"Shui Rong is polite!"

"The Jia family and my Shui family have been close relatives for many years, and we are of the same blood and support each other."

"Brother Cong, don't listen to other people's slander and ruin the friendship between our two families!"

After walking out of the door, Shui Rong seemed not to see the bloodstains and corpse on the door.

He bowed and greeted with great attitude.

He referred to himself as "Shui family" in his speech and never mentioned his title of king.

If it were someone else, they might really be fooled by this behavior.

"What a great bond, we are all of the same blood and support each other."

"When it comes to face, I'm far inferior to you, but I don't know what your methods are!"

Jia Cong sneered, and there was a crisp "clang" sound.

The sword energy clashes and the divine light shines brightly.

Ten thousand sword energies rushed straight towards Shui Rong!

"stop!"

"Be bold!"

"Jia Cong, how dare you assassinate the prince!"

This was like stirring up a hornet's nest.

The quiet Prince Beijing's Palace suddenly became lively.

Two innate martial arts wills, one on the left and one on the right!
Among them is a magic weapon called "Whisk" which represents the identity of a Xuanmen spiritual cultivator.

Three thousand whisk strands stretched out dozens of feet and swept left and right.

It is paired with two martial arts innate wills, one tiger and one leopard.

Jia Cong's sword attack was directly ineffective.

In addition, there were eighteen acquired warriors who appeared on the walls of the palace.

They were eyeing Jia Cong covetously, as if they were ready to start a fight at the command.

From this posture, anyone can see that he is a death warrior.

This one scene alone fully reveals the strength of the vassal king of the opposite sex.

Only Shui Rong's expression was extremely gloomy at this moment.

Without him!

Since the death of the old Prince Beijing, Shui Rong has become very talented.

Take advantage of your young age.

It took several years for Prince Beijing to calm down from the surface.

Emperor Shunde even bestowed a string of wagtail beads, a symbol of brotherhood, as a token of his favor.

Now years of planning have been ruined in one day.

Shui Rong knew without further ado that after today.

I'm afraid that Prince Beijing's Mansion will really become a thorn in the side of the Daqian royal family!

Damn, I was so confused last night because of a cold, and I just found out today when I started writing that I missed a plot. I made a minor adjustment in the previous chapter, and Wang Ziteng is going to introduce the next small plot. I'm sorry, everyone, I promise that I won't make this mistake next time!!!

Also... well, if you want to ask for data, you can just ask directly, or you should kowtow to me first before asking.

Although my level is limited, I still shamelessly ask for monthly tickets and investment. My exposure is so bleak now. If you have the conditions, please support me. I will definitely not lose anything.

Thank you very much.

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(End of this chapter)