Chapter 144: What a Forbidden City, it's so fucking good
When Qianlong fell from his horse, Jia Liuben took out his gun and shot the wolf.
In full public view, he did not dare to shoot Qianlong's black spear.
The time is not ripe.
As a result, he missed his aim this time and actually hit the wolf's right forelimb.
But Zartu's arrow was the real cause of the death of the wolf.
However, the performance of the escort will not be inferior in the slightest due to primary and secondary reasons.
What a great luck.
There was nothing he could do. The man next to him stole the line and said the same thing. It was boring. Jia Liuxun thought, didn't the almanac say that today is a good day to get married? Then ask the old man for a girl.
Qianlong was stunned for two breaths and asked Heshen: "What does he want from me?"
He Shen suppressed a smile and said, "Your Majesty, Jia Shikai asked your Majesty to reward him with a fat palace maid."
In my heart, I appreciate Jia Dongge more and more. Zartu's answer is quite satisfactory, but it is completely different from Jia Dongge's answer.
Since the emperor ascended the throne, he has attached great importance to filial piety.
There are three kinds of unfilial piety, the greatest of which is not having offspring.
Even He Shen had to admit that Jia Dongge's request was so extreme that he could not even think of it.
"This requirement"
Qianlong also laughed. After living for more than sixty years, this was the first time he heard such an interesting request, and he really fell in love with this Jatulu who had died and came back to life.
No wonder Bo Qing'e, Fu Sheng'a, Li Shijie, and Boling'a all praised him repeatedly in their memorials. Even your concubine's nephew Guilin also praised him in secret. At first, he only said that this son was unparalleled in loyalty and bravery, and he didn't want to do it.
He is so honest and honest.
The Queen Mother who was carrying the sedan was also amused by Jia Liu's request and couldn't help but said: "This child is really sincere. I will choose a wife for this child later."
Of course Qianlong would not object. He smiled and motioned for the kneeling Zartu and Jia Liu to stand up.
He Shen reminded Jia Liu: "I haven't thanked the Queen Mother yet."
When Jia Liu heard this, he quickly turned around and knelt under the old Queen Mother's sedan chair, and knocked his head on the ground: "I thank the Queen Mother for your help!"
"help?"
The old lady was startled after hearing this, and then she became more happy and said, "Look up and let me have a look."
"Why!"
Jia Liu hurriedly raised his head and looked at the Queen Mother.
The face that hadn't been washed for a week, the sloppy beard, and the word "honest" written all over her face made the old queen fall in love with him more and more.
"You kid, can you tell me why the emperor wants a fat maid?"
"In reply to the Queen Mother, I feel that fatter women are more likely to have children."
"Then how fat do you want to be?"
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Jia Liu thought to himself, I just said it casually, how come you are so serious, and you can't say that you like slim or fat people, so you can only pretend to be thoughtful, and finally said: "I don't know the details, the Queen Mother gave me
It’s up to you to decide. Anyway, if the Queen Mother is satisfied, I will be satisfied!”
The Queen Mother nodded: "That's fine, I will help you find a good wife after you return to the palace."
Jia Liu thanked him again, and in his heart he begged Bodhisattva and Jesus: Old lady, please don’t give him a weight of about 200 kilograms. He is a little fat, but the top is big enough, and the bottom is big enough, that’s all.
He's so fat that he can't handle it.
Qianlong had no intention of continuing hunting, so he asked the Queen Mother to go back first and then summon Jia Liu.
The question must be about Jinchuan.
Jia Liuzi played the lines he had prepared for Qianlong one by one. Bo Qing'e and Chairman Li both showed great loyalty and bravery in their descriptions.
As for how Wen Zhongtang, Hai Dutong and others died, Jia Liu didn't dare to say anything because he didn't know.
"So, it's true that the camp was destroyed due to the lowering of the scale."
Qianlong was silent, and asked Jia Shikai to return to Beijing. On the one hand, he really wanted to see what a banner man who was as staunch as Mingrui looked like. On the other hand, he wanted to know what he didn't know through this loyal and brave man whose official position was only in the forward school. matter.
Neither Ji Yuntong nor Shen dared to speak.
After a long while, Qianlong sighed softly, and looked at Jia Liu who lowered his head again: "The sword leads to a quick success, living up to the youth's reputation, was it written by you?"
"Well?"
Jia Liu was stunned for a moment, looking very ashamed, "It was written by me. I was under heavy siege at the time and thought I could no longer serve the Qing Dynasty, so I wrote these two sentences."
What Jia Liu said was a couple of sentences, not a poem.
He felt that he was still unable to master the skill of writing poetry, so he was afraid that Qianlong would ask him to learn how to write a poem in seven steps like Cao Zhi.
That would be troublesome.
He couldn't really recite a poem in front of this poet who was not as good as Li Du: What a Forbidden City, it's really good. If the emperor can sleep, so can I.
The problem is that Qianlong believed in ghosts.
In other words, these two sentences from Jia Liu were so damn good that even Shiba was tempted, thinking that another Nalan Xingde was going to emerge among the Eight Banners disciples.
"Bo Qing'e said that you are both civil and military. I didn't really believe it before, but now I believe it after seeing these two lines of poetry."
Qianlong asked Jia Liu to compose a poem based on the scene in front of him.
He Shen smiled: Brother Dongge, you must seize the opportunity. If you can be so appreciated by the emperor, are you afraid that you won't be able to get ahead?
Although Ji Yun didn't think that the children of the bannermen could have any culture, those two desperate poems were really damn good, which made him very interested in this young Jatulu.
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Jia Liu felt that Qianlong was being difficult. If he really wanted him to write poems, it was not impossible, but how could he write an essay? Would it cost him his life?
He immediately expressed his refusal and said modestly: "I don't know how to write poetry. I only know a few big characters."
"It doesn't matter if you do it, I like it both good and bad."
Qianlong also refused.
"Nachen"
Jia Liu had no choice but to force himself on, when a gust of wind blew and the sky was filled with willow (poplar) catkins.
After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand to catch two pieces of willow (poplar) catkins and chanted: "One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces."
Um?
Qianlong didn't understand, and He Shen didn't understand either. The pipe in the hand of Academician Ji shook a little.
"Nine, ten, and countless pieces,"
Jia Liu was immersed in the poem, thinking hard, and finally suddenly realized, "Your Majesty, the last sentence is like flying into the bushes and disappearing."
Um.
Qianlong understood and nodded slightly. This poem was okay, the level was average, but it was hard for this loyal and brave man of the Han Army.
A scholar of the same age as Heshen was also thinking about this poem. The first three sentences are nonsense, but the last sentence is a bright spot and should be regarded as a masterpiece.
"Your Majesty, I really don't have any literary talent."
Qianlong's lack of applause made Jia Liu a little unhappy. This poem was obviously written by you, how could you remain indifferent?
"troubled you."
Qianlong smiled and looked at Heshen: "Draw up the decree and grant Wu Nengyibatulu Jiadong Pavilion's first-class bodyguard. He will be rewarded with flowers and feathers, ten rooms, and fifty taels of silver."
Oh!
Rising!
Still upgraded six levels in a row, reaching the third level!
Jia Liu was overjoyed and quickly knelt down and knelt down three times: "I thank the Emperor for your kindness. I will swear to serve the Emperor to the death in this life!"
Qianlong was satisfied: "Get up, I never treat meritorious people ill. As long as you live a good life and contribute to the country, I will not hesitate to reward you."
"嗻!"
Jia Liu stood up and waited for Qianlong to mount his horse and leave, then he threw the dirt on his head and forehead.
Both body shape and temperament have been greatly improved at this time.
Walking behind a group of guards is obviously different.
One hand behind the back, one hand flat on the navel.
If there is a BGM at this time, it should be: The river and the water are high, the sky is high, it’s time to light up your eyes, it’s time to be proud of life, and it’s time to judge right and wrong for future generations.