October 18th.

This day was the day when Shen Tiannan, the commander-in-chief of the Chisong Army, escorted the barbarian King Zahash back to Beijing in triumph.

Hundreds of thousands of people prepared flowers and rotten eggs and marched through the streets more than ten miles north of the city.

The flowers are naturally prepared for the prince, and rotten eggs are probably what barbarians like to eat.

About this time, a pair of lightly dressed men and horses slowly approached Yangjing.

I don’t know who spoke first and shouted: “God of War!”

A roaring mountain and tsunami followed.

"God of War!"

"God of War!"

"God of War!"

"..."

As the people and horses walked along, countless flowers were thrown into the sky.

It is also difficult for these people to find so many flowers of different colors when winter is almost here.

In the entire team, the only one who suffered was the soldier escorting the prison van at the end.

Although the common people tried their best to aim and throw, there would always be a few who hit the heroes of the Red Pine Army.

As for King Zahash, he seemed to have completely resigned himself to his fate, leaning against the iron cage with his eyes closed, and remained motionless no matter how many pickled things came to him.

In this way, the team entered from the north city gate and made a long circle to the main entrance of the palace.

Shen Tiannan dismounted from his horse, took off his armor, and strode in with his head held high.

Within the main hall.

All civil and military officials are looking forward to it.

Soon, a tall figure entered the hall, walked quickly to the steps with his back slightly bent.

"The humble minister Shen Tiannan..."

Before Shen Tiannan could bow down, a teasing voice sounded.

"If Mr. Shen wants me to come down and help him, then I'll bow down."

"...The humble minister Shen Tiannan has met His Majesty."

There was no other way, Shen Tiannan had to stop bowing and bowed his hands, "The Barbarian King Zahash has sent it to the Bloody Guard Yamen. It is difficult for the cattle and sheep captured in Lou Pass to be transported to the capital. Please give me your Majesty's permission."

"This matter is not urgent. There is something more important that I have to ask you first."

The corner of Emperor Yongtai's mouth raised a malicious arc and said: "Tell me, what reward do you want for such a great contribution this time?"

As soon as these words came out, all the officials suddenly showed strange expressions.

In the past few days, His Majesty has summoned ministers several times to discuss the matter of the Duke's reward.

It's easy to say that the reward is nothing more than various properties. If it can be sealed...

As a first-class Duke, Shen Tiannan also commanded a 600,000-strong Chisong Army, and also served as the second-rank Commander-in-Chief of the Rear Army Governor's Mansion.

No matter whether it is a title or a position, it is already irreplaceable.

Some people said that he would be promoted to the right and left governors of Zhengyipin, but they were immediately refuted.

It’s not that the Commander-in-Chief cannot be promoted, but the Commander-in-Chief of the Five Armies cannot have just one Commander-in-Chief, right?

What's the difference between that and the restoration of the Metropolitan Governor's office?

And if they are promoted together, they will be ten first-class officials, which is ridiculous no matter how you look at it.

So we discussed it over and over again, but never came to a conclusion.

It's okay now, Your Majesty has thrown the problem back.

Everyone couldn't help but wonder how Shen Tiannan would respond.

"Your Majesty, that humble minister spoke boldly."

Shen Tiannan's expression perked up and he said loudly: "Wei Chen sincerely requests your majesty's permission to disarm and return to the fields to take care of himself."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone was shocked.

Disarm and return home?

Not long ago, Chief Assistant Liu Shouyi submitted a letter begging for the remains.

Although His Majesty blocked him back, even if Liu Shouyi really left, someone would naturally take over the position of chief assistant.

But you are different!

You are the military god of Daqing. If you just pat your butt and leave, who will deal with the barbarians?

Immediately, someone came out and shouted: "Ding Guogong resigned, is he planning to abandon the people of the North?"

"Get out of here."

Shen Tiannan's eyes widened.

The person who made the noise was none other than Han Du, the famous thorn-head in Daqing.

Although the two of them didn't have much contact, they had a good personal relationship. They were the kind of people who lose friends over time, so Shen Tiannan subconsciously cursed.

"His Majesty."

Shen Tiannan clasped his fists, "After this battle, the barbarians will no longer be able to invade within ten years, so there is no need to worry about the safety of the northern border."

"What about ten years from now?"

Han Du was reluctant and asked again with a sly smile.

"..."

Shen Tiannan's teeth were itching with hatred, and he wished he could go up and punch this guy, "Your Majesty, since Mr. Han cares so much about the Northern Territory, I suggest that he be put in charge."

"I……"

Han Du was immediately speechless.

"presumptuous."

Emperor Yongtai glared at the two of them angrily, then looked solemn and asked: "Mr. Shen really wants to resign?"

"His Majesty."

Shen Tiannan's expression became a little lonely: "Weichen has been fighting for so many years, all his sons have died, and one of his grandsons has also died. Weichen... is tired."

Suddenly, many officials looked ashamed.

In order to fight against the barbarians, Shen Tiannan died three sons and one grandson.

The Shen family, which was not prosperous to begin with, was so desolate that there were only two young people left. How desolate was it?

Most of the officials in the dynasty did not hold any titles, but no matter who they were, there was no family with three wives and four concubines and many descendants.

"Moreover, it is not a good thing for Wei Chen to continue to lead the Chisong Army."

After a pause, Shen Tiannan continued: "The Northern Territory cannot be sustained by just one person, no matter who that person is."

An imperceptible shock flashed in Emperor Yongtai's eyes, and he was silent for a moment before speaking.

"I'm sure."

"The Ministry of Rites drafts a decree and announces it to the world..."

The original Duke of the country, Shen Tiannan, was given the title of Prince of Loyalty because of his outstanding military exploits and the protection of peace in the northern territory for decades.

In the former Yuedong Province, he was sent to the Provincial Department of Punishment and Prosecution, and his troops were prepared to serve in Louguan. He went deep into Beizhou to raid, and achieved fruitful results. He was promoted to the Governor of the Rear Army Governor's Office, and also served as the commander-in-chief of the Chisong Army.

One after another edicts were issued from Yongqing Palace, and the world was shocked.

Except for Shen Tiannan and Lou Guan, all generals of the Chisong Army received varying degrees of rewards.

Those soldiers who died in battle will receive double pensions.

When the court came to an end, all the officials came to congratulate him.

The first one is Handu.

"Congratulations, I used retreat to make progress, and got me the first prince with a foreign surname since the founding of Daqing. It's really amazing."

Han Du cupped his hands and said with a strange expression.

"Give you some color. Have you really opened a dyeing workshop?"

Shen Tiannan smiled ferociously and pinched Han Du's arm, "Bitch belly, why haven't you killed yourself yet?"

"Hiss!!! I'm going to die, I'm going to die..."

Han Du gasped for air and quickly begged for mercy.

When Shen Tiannan let him go, he rubbed his arms and asked curiously: "With such strength, are you really in the seventh realm?"
To be continued...