Jia Liu definitely didn't take it seriously, because the next day he didn't remember saying anything about it at all.
He didn't even know how he came back, he only vaguely remembered that Er Yang carried him away.
The first thing I did when I opened my eyes was to look for water. My throat was extremely dry, as if it had been burned, and my head hurt.
"Gudu" he drank a few mouthfuls of water, then scooped a ladle of water and poured it over his head. Then he felt better. After wiping it with a towel, he sat by the bed for a while before changing his clothes and leaving the house.
Madri, Yang Zhi, and Yang Yuchun were chatting outside. When they saw Mr. Jia coming out, everyone hurried forward to greet him.
Jia Liu signaled that everyone should not be too polite and looked up at the sky. Oh dear, the sun was hanging straight above our heads. It was already past noon.
Immediately, he asked everyone to tidy up and went with him to the forward camp to recruit troops. He vaguely remembered that he had agreed to go with the vice-president Tongbo yesterday, so he went to call for someone.
When we arrived at the office of Vice President Bo, the Vice President was reviewing some official documents. When he saw Brother Shikai, he quickly stood up and greeted him: "Xianxiang, are you awake? Hey, why is your head swollen?"
"Is it?"
Jia Liu raised his hand and touched his forehead. Obediently, it was really bulging.
I guess he had too much wine last night and hit the corner of the bed. He casually waved: "It's okay. It will be fine in a few days. Brother, I'm thirsty. Please pour me a bowl of tea."
After saying that, Gada was stunned and looked at Vice President Bo with confusion on his face: "What did eldest brother just call me?"
"A worthy son-in-law,"
While making tea for the virtuous son-in-law, Vice President Bo said "haha": "Didn't we agree last night that you would call me father-in-law, and I would marry my daughter to you? If I don't call you virtuous son-in-law, what would I call you?"
He also specifically added, "If you don't have a reputation, you don't have a reputation. As long as you treat my daughter well, it will be fine, that will be fine."
"Brother, can the words you say while drinking count?"
Jia Liu is not fooled. Is this a good thing?
"Why don't you count and kowtow to me three times?"
When Bo Qing'e saw that his virtuous son-in-law refused to admit his fault, he became anxious and put the teapot heavily on the table, with a look of displeasure on his face: "Why, do you want me, my father-in-law, to knock it back for you?"
"Is this happening?"
Jia Liu was so confused that he even collapsed?
Yang Zhi nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, young master, you knocked."
Jia Liu glared at Shuan Zhu: "Did you see it with your own eyes? This is how you taint the young master's innocence out of thin air."
Yang Zhi looked aggrieved: "Really, young master, you are really kowtowing. When Xiaochunzi and I carried you back, you had to kowtow three times to Mr. Bo no matter what. If Mount Tai is above you, my son-in-law will give it to you first.
Knock three times and I won’t be able to stop you even if you stand aside..."
"Do you remember?"
Vice President Bo sat down on the chair with a smile, and the more he looked at his son-in-law, the more he liked him.
"This, that, no, brother, listen to me,"
Jia Liu's face turned red, veins popped out on his forehead, and he argued: "Last night I said I couldn't drink, but you insisted on me drinking. It's not like you don't know how much I drink. If I drink too much, what I say can make a difference."
Counting?...Not counting..."
What are you talking about? Mr. Bo is the elder brother. How can he, a virtuous younger brother, marry his elder brother's daughter?
Doesn't this ruin human relations and disrupt generational relationships?
It's going to be like thunder from the sky.
Anyway, he just doesn't admit his fault.
For no other reason, who made Lao Bo look like a Northeastern singing duo, dark and short? What should this beautiful girl look like?
Just tear up the scratch-off tickets to avoid wasting your expectations.
"Brother, that is your biological daughter. My dear brother, outsiders don't know what my virtues are. How can you not know? You can't push your biological daughter into a pit of fire..."
Jia Liu kindly persuaded Lao Bo not to make such a fool of himself with his married daughter, and said that he, as an uncle, would be willing to give him a thousand taels of red envelopes before his niece went out tomorrow.
"My pleasure."
Vice-President Bo sniffed the snuff bottle and said, "Don't worry, I don't want a penny from you, and I'll give you a good son-in-law."
He also said that he had written a letter back to Beijing in the morning and would take him to Jinchuan next month at the latest.
Is this all free shipping?
Jia Liu was stunned. Seeing Lao Bo's appearance, he couldn't even think about it.
What kind of plaster is this for sale?
After thinking about it over and over again, I have to ask something: "Is she really my eldest brother's daughter?"
"What's the word?"
Vice President Bo is definitely his daughter, but it is not the daughter of him and his wife, but the daughter of him and his family's former maid.
"... After the two of us were kicked out, we have suffered a lot in the past few years. As an Ama, I can't help my daughter. No, seeing how talented my brother is, there is no one around to take care of him..."
Jia Liu finally understood. No wonder the old Bo, who had no reputation, was willing to marry his daughter to her. It turned out that this was not even a daughter.
Regardless of whether the girl is good-looking or not, Lao Bo has recently assigned his daughter to Jia Jia Shikai. The two parties are no longer a strategic partnership, but an all-round strategic partnership between Bo Tie and Jia Tie.
The political significance is very important.
So, Jia Liu pinched his nose and admitted it, and finally confirmed: "Brother has really decided?"
Vice President Bo said simply: "It's decided, I won't marry you unless I am."
"No need to discuss?"
"No need to discuss."
The old fox also had a plan. He dragged this boy into the water and was in danger of losing his life. In order to prevent the boat from capsizing, he had to give up his daughter to trap the wolf. Otherwise, who knows what day this boy would not make him the vice president?
Kicked into the river.
"Brother,"
"Call Ama."
Jia Liu's cheeks twitched slightly. The role of Lao Bo changed so much that he couldn't keep up with the rhythm.
"You have to call Ama, and Ama can help you with things. If you don't call Ama, Ama will be busy here. You can go back and think about it before you come back... I'm thinking about making an appointment with Mingliang in a few days. We all know each other well, so let's get together
Gambling..."
Vice President Bo actually stopped embarrassing Brother Shikai and picked up his writing brush to continue grading official documents.
"Amma!"
For the sake of the Qing Dynasty, Jia Liu had no choice but to sacrifice his body and put down his dignity.
As long as the Gongjin Association can recruit talented people, he will accept no matter how great the grievance is.
What's more, Fu Cha Mingliang is a Manchu general.
This call is like the spring breeze, the joy of meeting a close friend, and the peach blossoms are also smiling.
"Okay, okay, dear son-in-law, get up quickly, get up quickly."
Vice President Bo supported the son-in-law and was so happy that he could not open his mouth from ear to ear. He even stuffed a five-thousand-tael silver note into his pocket, saying it was for the money to correct his confession.
Lao Bo, my father-in-law, can handle this.
For the sake of his career and banknotes, Jia Liu didn't feel any grievance, so he turned to him to make tea for Vice President Bo, and asked casually: "Amma, I don't know what the lady's name is?"
"My name is Chunhua. It was spring when I gave birth to her that year and the flowers were blooming... Oh, yes, my surname is Ma, after her maiden name."
"..."
Jia Liu felt that as his name suggests, he really lost money in this transaction.
Xu Shi saw the idea of a wise son-in-law, and Vice President Bo told him to feel at ease, saying: "Chunhua is prettier than my father."
Whether it looks good or not, what else could Jia Liu do? He asked his father-in-law to accompany him to the forward camp to select soldiers. After a busy afternoon, he finally selected a hundred people.
In the next two days, we went to the Firearms Camp, Shanpu Camp and other Eight Banners soldiers to select people. A total of 315 people were selected. Together with the 100 people from the Jianrui Battalion, we made up 415 people.
It's not that he didn't want to pick more, but he was not allowed to pick more, because the ones Jia Liu picked were all elite.
After Weng and his son-in-law plotted against Mingliang, Jia Liu led the flag soldiers back to Xiaozhai first, and Vice President Bo "played" with Mingliang first. When the right time came, Jia Liu joined in, and thus lured Mingliang into the army step by step.
In the trap.
When I returned to Xiaozhai, a letter from home was delivered.
When he opened it, Jia Liu was very happy and his shots were all flawless. Ruxiu was actually happy.
He wrote back to Ruxiu and tried to get back to Beijing before she gave birth.
It is also said that if a boy is born, he will be called Keqing.