Master Jia's ability to be so shameless really made all his subordinates blush.
The green camp soldiers who had just merged were even more shocked: Is this what an adult said?
"Master is here for everyone!"
Yang Zhi said something fair. He insisted that the young master was not afraid of death, but he didn't want everyone to die in vain, especially being burned alive.
"Um."
After Zu Yingyuan agreed, he had nothing to say because he had nothing to say.
"I think a person must be conscientious. It is better to die for Wen Zhongtang than for everyone else?" Liu De's speech silenced the crowd, but everyone felt obviously much better.
"That's right, what are we doing here?"
Bao Guozhong's self-questioning made everyone's contempt for Mr. Jia disappear, and they discovered that Mr. Jia had been working hard to achieve the goal of the joint advancement meeting from beginning to end.
Are means important?
The key is results.
"You don't understand, this move is called killing someone with a borrowed knife!"
Yang Yuchun, who had never read a military book, further pointed out Master Jia's intentions to everyone, a trick that was more powerful than four taels of gold.
"Yep!"
Everyone was suddenly enlightened. It seemed that we could understand it this way. Although it was awkward, as long as we thought about it carefully, it was just like that.
What did Xiao Chunzi just say?
Jia Liu, who was standing on the grain bag, didn't hear clearly what Yang Yuchun said behind him, but he knew that he was standing on the edge of the cliff at this moment, and one mistake would lead to catastrophe.
Will the thief give him a chance?
You want to kill Wen Zhongtang, and I want to kill him too. Since we all have the same dream, why can't we cooperate?
Everything is negotiable.
Only when there is discussion can there be progress. Only when there is progress can the times move forward.
Chinese people don’t lie to Chinese people. Wen Zhongtang is right there. Don’t worry, just go there!
"Is this Qing Gou scared to death? Are you asking us to kill Wen Zhongtang?"
The roar of laughter from the thieves opposite made Jia Liu's heart sink, but he might be lucky, because a familiar voice came from the thieves opposite him.
"Aba Aba..."
The mute boy was so anxious in the crowd that he kept gesturing to his companions, pointing at Jia Liu from time to time.
Good boy, you must say a few kind words to the heroes for me!
Jia Liu was excited. What made him even more excited was that another familiar voice came: "Why is it you again!"
A few feet away, a group of green soldiers came over surrounded by an officer. Who was it if it wasn't the undercover Qianzong Lu Yuanguang?
"Lord Lu!"
The appearance of Lu Yuanguang made Jia Liu jump out of the grain bag as if he had seen a savior. He quickly stepped forward to shake hands with the opponent and asked whether the non-aggression treaty was valid.
When he walked in front of the other party, he was stunned again, and subconsciously looked down at the white cloth tied to his right arm.
Lu Yuanguang was also a little confused and was also looking at the white cloth strip on his right arm.
"..."
After the two were speechless for a while, Lu Yuanguang was so angry that his eyes almost bulged out, and he cursed: "Are you done with me? If I rob the Tao, you will rob the Tao, and if I rob the camp, you will rob the camp, too?"
"no,"
Jia Liu quickly stretched out his hand and pulled off the white cloth strip on his arm. He thought it was wrong and wanted to tie it back, but was stopped by Lu Yuanguang.
"Stop fucking nonsense and tell me what you want to do!"
Lu Yuanguang really despised Jia Liu, a fake Tatar who was as timid as a mouse. He agreed to "cooperate" with this boy because he was simply afraid that this boy would lead others to die with him.
"Well, can we discuss it and give me and my brothers a way to survive? You can tell me how much it will cost..."
Jia Liu didn't care what the person surnamed Lu thought of him. As he said this, he took out the banknotes from his pocket. As long as the person surnamed Lu let them go, they would be fine with three thousand to five thousand.
"Who wants your dirty money!"
Gu Xiu
Lu Yuanguang banged away Jia Liu's hand that was stuffing money into his pocket, and a fierce light flashed on his face, "People like you are just a waste of food, I'll kill you first and then send your men on their way!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he drew his sword and was about to chop.
"Abba!"
The mute boy in the distance kept gesticulating anxiously.
"grown ups!"
Yang Yuchun held an iron rod and jumped over the grain bag like a kite to come to the rescue.
"Don't!"
Jia Liu was also very anxious and blurted out: "If you kill me, you will harm yourselves!"
"What's the meaning?"
Lu Yuanguang's knife did not fall.
"Well...it's not convenient to talk here. Can you take a step to talk?"
Jia Liu glanced four times, his heart still beating fast. With his skill, Lu was really going to cut him with a knife, and he might not be able to dodge.
The two came to a convenient place.
"If you tell me you can't come up with rice and beans, I'll use your head as a ball to kick you!"
Lu Yuanguang put the knife back into its sheath with a bang.
"What I mean is that if you do such a big thing this time, the court will never allow you. Even if you kill Wen Zhongtang, the court will send another Zhongtang..."
As long as there is a chance to talk, Jia Liu feels that he can probably understand the other person's ideological work.
He needed to point out the fact to these brainless thieves that the better they did this time, the more angry Qianlong would be in Beijing.
When the time comes, whether it is for the dignity of the Qing Dynasty or to avenge the fallen officers and soldiers, Qianlong will definitely organize a larger army to come to Jinchuan.
"What does this have to do with you? When soldiers come, we will block it, and when water comes, we will cover it up. If we can kill one Wen Zhongtang, we can kill other Zhongtangs!"
Lu Yuanguang snorted slightly, since he rebelled against the Qing Dynasty, he had never been afraid of death.
"No, just listen to what I have to say."
Jia Liu pointed at his nose with his hand, "There aren't many people in the Qing army who are as timid as a mouse, greedy for life and afraid of death, right?"
Such a self-defeating and thorough rhetorical question made Mr. Lu Qian stunned, and he had to admit this fact.
"Then what do you think, who am I? A banner man! I am not only a banner man, I am also an officer leading troops, so if you think about it again..."
Jia Liu proposed an idea to the other party. This time the camp was attacked, there must be many casualties among the Qing troops, and there must be many casualties among officials, which meant that there would be many official vacancies.
So as long as the other party lets him go and has a glorious story of escaping from the siege of the bandits, will the court reuse him?
There just happen to be a lot of official vacancies. Is it possible that he, Jia Liu, will be able to successfully ascend to the fifth rank, or even the fourth rank?
"Damn it, after talking for so long, you still want to get promoted and make a fortune!" Lu Yuanguang was happy, really happy.
Jia Liu looked at the other party seriously: "If the court reuses me, it will be good for you, isn't it?"
"Um?"
Lu Yuanguang's smile faded, he knew what the other party meant.
"You go and kill Wen Zhongtang, and I'll just stay here with you. I'll leave as soon as daybreak. How about that?" Jia Liu struck while the iron was hot.
"You'd better not run around. I can make the decision here, but I can't make the decision elsewhere."
Lu Yuanguang decided to give this fake Tatar who was greedy for life and afraid of death a chance, because there was no harm in this matter.
"Thank you!"
Jia Liu was calm in his heart. When he saw the mute boy gesturing towards him, he couldn't help but ask what he meant.
"He said you are a good dog."
"Yeah, prize after prize..."
Jia Liu was stunned there, humming slightly in his heart. This person named Lu was not worth dealing with, he was boring.