Chapter 390: Chapter 208: Jinling Aristocratic Families_3
Translator: 549690339
Today, Yang Jing returned to Jinling City, but he did not directly enter the palace to meet with the emperor and report his initial gains.
Instead, he first summoned several people outside the palace to discuss the matter here.
In the Jiang Pavilion, Yang Jing looked at the people in front of him and said solemnly: “Lu Yuan is determined. Without granting him the three counties, there is absolutely no possibility of him backing down.”
Before him were the current Shangshu Ling Huo Tingyu, the Minister of Personnel Tan Fengzhu, Taiwei Meng Nai, Taifu Xie Yu, and Grand General Shen Qiu.
The first two were outstanding representatives of the six surnames and seven families, while the latter three were representatives of the Inborn Grandmasters’ families.
At this moment, the six people gathered together, and if you count Shangguan Ming and Bai Mengyang behind Yang Jing, it could be said that the whole Da Yue court is represented.
If these six people reach a consensus, it will be enough to determine the opinion of the entire court.
As for the emperor?
The current Xiao Imperial Family has now become a puppet, just waiting to be dethroned and returned to the status of a low-ranking aristocratic family.
“What does Lu Yuan think he is, that he dares to make such outrageous claims?”
“Asking for three counties, is it not truly thinking that the court can do nothing about him?”
Shangshu Ling Huo Tingyu and Taifu Xie Yu, after hearing Yang Jing’s recount, their faces changed, and they could not help but scold loudly.
“We must not compromise.”
“He claims to have raised an army of 800,000? Let’s fight him over there then. I don’t believe it. With the might of the court and the vast territory, hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers, he can’t resist even a single rebel.”
At this moment, Taiwei Meng Nai couldn’t help but slap the case and exclaim.
Seeing this scene, Yang Jing sighed inwardly. Indeed, he had already foreseen this.
These aristocratic representatives before his eyes, who had been living in Jinling City for many years and hardly ever went to the lower counties and prefectures, had lost their true understanding of the current situation in Da Yue.
So at this time, they refused to give up their pride and did not want to make concessions, recover losses, or consider using military force to suppress it.
But Da Yue, as it is now, could not really withstand much turmoil.
If they truly try to suppress the rebellion with all their might, Da Yue might perish even before they manage to suppress the rebellion.
“Enough!”
Fortunately, at this moment, the Grand General Shen Qiu, who was sitting at the top, slammed the table and shouted, “Shut up, all of you!”
As soon as these words came out, an overwhelming majesty emanated from this grand general.
The three people who were scolding earlier were caught by this aura, their expressions changed slightly, and they immediately lowered their heads and stopped talking.
Even Yang Jing was slightly uncomfortable, twisting his body to avoid the other’s sharpness and daring not to clash with him.
Forcing an Inborn Grandmaster to make way, the current Grand General Shen Qiu is naturally an extraordinary person.
He is now the first master of the court, a Second Innate realm grandmaster, and the one who will be pushed out by the Coastal Aristocratic Family to replace the Xiao family in Yue country and establish a new dynasty in the not-too-distant future.
Such a person’s words cannot be ignored.
All the people present obediently bowed their heads and listened to the grand general’s words.
Seeing that everyone had stopped their clamor, Shen Qiu shifted his gaze to Yang Jing and asked: “Nephew Yang, is Lu Yuan really unstoppable?”
Shen Qiu is an Inborn Grandmaster of the previous generation, just over a hundred years old, which is the prime time for an Inborn Grandmaster.
Compared to him, Yang Jing and the others, who were only fifty or sixty years old and had just broken through Innate, were juniors.
Facing the questioning of a senior superior, Yang Jing did not dare to neglect and quickly performed a ceremony saying, “Uncle, I have discussed this matter with Wucheng Marquis and Wuan Marquis. The two believed that the situation in Dongting is now beyond saving.”
“Lu Yuan, Nanhai Sect, and Nine River Sword Sect – these three alliances are now difficult to contain.
If we do not agree to their demands, I’m afraid the Altars of Soil and Grain may collapse, the Ancestral Temple may cease to exist, and we will all die without a place to bury ourselves.
Therefore, we three think it necessary to accede to Lu Yuan’s request to cede the three counties.
In this way, we can stabilize the situation and preserve the Altars of Soil and Grain.”
Hearing these words, Shen Qiu hesitated for a moment: “Does Wuan Marquis also think that we should cede the mountain counties?”
Wuan Marquis Bai Mengyang was an Inborn Grandmaster even older than Shen Qiu.
When he met Bai Mengyang, he also had to call him uncle and perform the ceremony of a junior.
Moreover, due to the special nature of his cultivation technique, when he led an army, Wuan Marquis’ strength was no less than that of a Second Innate realm, and he was not weaker than Shen Qiu.
So at this time, hearing that such an old senior had the same idea, Shen Qiu could not help but be surprised.
The other four people beside him were also shocked.
Obviously, they were also shocked by Bai Mengyang’s statement.
“Here are the tokens of Wuan Marquis and Wucheng Marquis, entrusted to me when I left Dongting County.”
At this moment, Yang Jing took out the tokens representing Bai Mengyang and Shangguan Ming from his bosom and handed them up.
Shen Qiu took them over, glanced briefly, and confirmed that they were indeed Bai Mengyang and Shangguan Ming’s tokens.
Holding the seal representing Wuan Marquis’ status, Grand General Shen Qiu was silent for a long time, finally returning the seal and sighing: “Since Wuan Marquis has said so, let’s do it.
If Lu Yuan wants the three counties, let’s give them to him.
Taifu and Shangshu Ling, please draft a decree later and let the emperor sign it and issue a Royal Decree.”
Shangshu Ling Huo Tingyu and Taifu Xie Yu, hearing these words, their faces changed, their hearts full of reluctance, but seeing Shen Qiu’s eyes, they did not dare to say anything.
They could only say: “According to the order of the Grand General.”
However, when they spoke, there was a touch of sorrow in their voices.
The rest of the people also felt sad.
Has their Da Yue and coastal aristocratic family really fallen to such a level?
At this moment, they were being threatened and forced to cede almost half of their territory. This humiliation and pain made these aristocratic high doors cringe.
Shen Qiu looked at the depressed atmosphere and sighed inwardly, but forced himself to maintain a stern expression, saying: “Why are you all crying?
Today, we have no choice but to cede the three counties due to the situation.
But this does not mean that we have completely lost.
When we recover and recuperate, raise our soldiers and horses, we can take back the ceded territories.
At that time, we can find the traitors one by one and punish them for their crimes.”
Shen Qiu’s tone was passionate, and his words full of fighting spirit and confidence.