Chapter 1322: Hereditary and perpetual!

Mongolia, Ulaanbaatar,

On the vast grasslands, the army was galloping, launching an attack toward the front.

Holding a saber in his hand, Dorgon roared, "For the Great Gan!"

"For the Great Gan!"

Wearing armor, the Plain White Banner and Plain Blue Banner behind him roared in unison.

Ever since Liaodong was pacified, Dorgon had been sent to fight in Mongolia; he was conferred the title of General Pacifying the North by the Great Gan, guarding outside the pass.

And this campaign against Mongolia was also ordered by Zhang Cheng and led by Dorgon.

In the capital, at the Fengtian Hall,

Emperor Hongde, wearing a dragon robe, was looking at the battle report with a leisurely face.

Because after Liaodong was pacified, the Jurchen had been sent to various places to conquer.

Dorgon was responsible for Mongolia, Daishan dealt with the Russians, and Shurhaci was stationed in Liaodong.

Although he didn't quite trust the Jurchen, Emperor Hongde believed that as long as Jia Jue was still alive, they wouldn't dare to act recklessly.

According to Jia Jue's current age, the four garrisons of the Great Gan could be stable for at least fifty years.

He, Emperor Hongde, might not be unable to create a reign of Zhenguan, a situation where ten thousand nations come to pay tribute!

"Proclaim the decree!"

Looking at the people below, Emperor Hongde waved his hand lightly.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Taking the imperial decree and walking out, Xia Shouzhong said seriously, "By the order of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: Duke of Ningguo Jia Jue, loyal and brave in serving the country, pacified Liaodong in the north, promoted to Second-Rank Duke, hereditary and perpetual... additionally, granted the former Rongguo Mansion..."

Following Xia Shouzhong's words, everyone present was stunned, because this was hereditary and perpetual, not a reduction in rank for succession!

Looking at Zhang Cheng in surprise, many people muttered, "Sharing the fate of the nation!"

"This subject Jia Jue, thanks His Majesty for his immense grace!"

Stepping forward, Zhang Cheng received the decree, a smile appearing on his face.

Looking at Jia Jue, Emperor Hongde said, "Duke of Ningguo, are you happy?"

"Happy, Your Majesty!"

Looking at Emperor Hongde with a face full of smiles, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Because he could be considered to have laid down a vast territory for his descendants.

And as for other matters, Zhang Cheng wouldn't bother with them; unless they could defeat the "Help-Set King," Zhang Mouren didn't intend to leave the capital.

After all, having fought for so long, couldn't he enjoy himself?

At the Ningguo Mansion, the main gate was wide open.

When the excited Jiao Da saw the carriage arrive, he immediately turned his head and said, "The Master has returned to the mansion, everyone stand straight!"

"Crash!"

The curtain was lifted, and Zhang Cheng stepped down in his embroidered cloud boots, entering the gate with the decree in his hand.

"Respectfully welcome the Master back to the mansion!"

Speaking in unison, the servants shouted immediately.

"Enough, enough, stop doing these things! It's all for show! If you didn't shout, would others not know?"

Signaling with his hand, Zhang Cheng was indifferent.

"Master, this is hereditary and perpetual, sharing the fate of the nation!"

Stepping forward happily, Jiao Da spoke up.

"That's right!"

Speaking to Jiao Da, Zhang Cheng continued to walk forward, "Lin Zhixiao, go and tear down the wall of the Rongguo Mansion next door; from now on, that place also belongs to my Ningguo Mansion!"

"Yes, Master!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Lin Zhixiao stepped forward to answer hurriedly.

Three days later, a grand banquet at the Ningguo Mansion, military nobles gathered here.

In the front courtyard, Zhang Cheng was holding a wine cup, chatting and laughing with Feng Tang and the others.

And just then, Jiao Da, who walked over, said, "Master, Dorgon is here!"

"Oh, he has returned from Mongolia, then it seems the war has been pacified!"

Looking at Jiao Da with a face full of smiles, Zhang Cheng waved his hand and said, "Dorgon, come, come, come, sit here!"

"This subordinate thanks the Duke of Ningguo!"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Dorgon had just sat down when he heard a familiar sound.

"Crash!"

A figure flew over from afar, and just as Dorgon picked up his chopsticks, he saw the table being flipped over. ===== CHAPTER 1323 =====