It is a loss of power and an insult to the country!
What qualifications does Jinchuan, a small place as big as a palm, have for the Qing Dynasty to negotiate peace with it?
Do you think Jinchuan is Myanmar, or a powerful country like Belgium or Portugal?
Jia Liu was furious. If the guy who slandered the old man was in front of him, he would shoot him on the spot!
Thief, how dare you mislead me!
As a loyal minister of the Qing Dynasty, Jia Liu would never allow things such as losing power and humiliating the country to happen under his eyes.
Because peace talks mean cutting off his lifeline, digging up his ancestral graves, and sleeping with his mother-in-law!
What the hell is going on with the people who lead the troops, if they don’t have a fight to fight?
The angry Jia Liu was still reasonable and did not go to Dingxi General Mingliang first, but first went to his father-in-law, Vice President Bo.
"Amma, what's going on with this peace talk? Is it the old man's own intention, or is it the idea given by someone in the court?"
Seeing a plate of peanuts on Ama's table, I grabbed a handful, smashed them into pieces, then rolled them into my hands, blew on them, picked a big one and ate it.
Not to mention, since coming to Jinchuan, Jia Liu's force value has also increased dramatically, and he can even shoot peanuts with his bare hands.
Yes, it hurt a little afterwards.
"Amma just received the news about this matter. Amma doesn't know the specific situation."
The vice president did not expect his son-in-law to arrive so quickly. When he saw that it was time for dinner, he quickly asked someone to prepare food for his son-in-law to fill his stomach, and personally accompanied him to have two drinks.
You know, the relationship between them is not only the relationship between father-in-law and son-in-law, but also the relationship between them as comrades-in-arms.
After taking a sip of wine, a piece of sausage, and swallowing it into his stomach, Jia Liu took a firm stance and said to his father-in-law: "You must not talk to the thieves!... Amma, you know that this is what I hate the most in my life."
When something happens, we have to talk about it. Mom, do you think that what you can’t get on the battlefield can be negotiated at the negotiation table?”
"This war must continue. If we don't fight, where will the two of us get promoted and make a fortune?"
The vice-president believed that if Mingliang really sent people to negotiate peace with the thieves according to the emperor's wishes and successfully negotiated the matter, then the cause of the Gongjin Association in Sichuan would be like a flash in the pan and wither away in an instant.
The facts are obvious.
The foundation for the existence and development of the Joint Advancement Association is the Jinchuan War.
Without fighting, how to arrange, manage, develop, and make progress together?
This is official business.
For private matters, the vice president will suffer even more.
Not long ago, in order to become the leader of the army, the vice president spent 80,000 taels of silver. If he doesn't fight, the 80,000 taels will be wasted.
In addition, he also bought a large flat for his son-in-law in Chengdu, and also gave his son-in-law 40,000 taels of "second-hand compensation", as well as crowdfunding funds paid to Huili, and other expenses, which cost nearly 100,000 yuan.
Two hundred thousand taels.
The vice-president did not pick up this money on the road, but the old man racked his brains in various account books and earned it bit by bit!
Sometimes in order to settle an account, he had to stay up late to settle the account.
It's hard, there's no money falling from the sky in this world, it's all earned through hard work.
Now there is no money left, the fight stopped, the Manchu and Han officials packed up their things and returned to Beijing, and the vice president went to Ninggu Pagoda!
"Yes, if there is no war, I, Batulu, will have no use for me. The old man will probably even pick off my Sichuan admiral and let me go back to Beijing to be his grandson..."
The more Jia Liu thought about it, the angrier he became, and he took a deep breath.
Recently, my alcohol intake has obviously increased.
"You must not return to Beijing. Once you return to Beijing, you and I will be like caged birds. Not to mention that we will not be able to spread our wings and fly high in this life. I'm afraid we will have to be manipulated by others."
Bo Qing'e was sober. When he was willing to be the vice-president, he was afraid that the imperial court would kill the fat pig after the fall.
So in the current situation, if the two of them return to Beijing, something will definitely happen in the future. After all, there are many things that will cause trouble.
"That's right, if I really go back to Beijing, the old man will either ask me to go to Ganqingmen to guard the gate, or he will ask me to go to any Han military yamen as the deputy commander, which is not as comfortable as Jinchuan. I can handle whoever he says."
Jia Liu put down his wine glass angrily and sighed, "The sky is so big and the earth is so big, it's not as big as this Jinchuan one or two."
The problem is that the peace talks are what the old man wants, how to stop them?
The vice president pondered for a moment and proposed three steps.
Jia Liu hurriedly asked which three steps.
While pouring wine for his son-in-law, the vice president said: "The first step is to persuade Mingliang to submit a letter insisting on suppressing the thieves instead of negotiating peace with them."
Jia Liu was a little worried: "I'm afraid Mingliang doesn't have the courage."
"If Mingliang refuses to write a letter opposing the peace talks, he will have to take the second step."
The second step the vice president said was to mobilize all the Manchu and Han officials in Jinchuan to collectively submit a letter to oppose the peace talks.
I don’t dare to say that I support this matter 100%, but at least 80% of people are willing to do it.
Because, this Jinchuan is not the golden mountain of the two fathers and one family, but the golden mountain of many people.
The Agui Group that was brought down was just one of them, there were many more.
"Yes, the traitors in the DPRK want to make peace, but we loyal ministers cannot let the traitors succeed!"
Jia Liu agreed with his father-in-law to collude with the Manchu and Han officials to petition for war, and asked Chairman Li, the governor of Sichuan, to also petition against the peace proposal.
As the top leader of Sichuan Province, Jinchuan is right under Chairman Li's nose, and no one can speak with more weight than Chairman Li.
"Then what's the third step?"
"If Jingli insists on peace talks, he will win over the peace talks and then find a way to ruin it."
The vice-president reminded his son-in-law that there are connections there. Let those Ming Dynasty survivors make trouble. As long as the Ming Dynasty survivors make trouble, what else is there to talk about?
Keep fighting!
"Ama is wise!"
Jia Liu sincerely admired Jiang, after all, he was so old.
After having enough wine and food, the two of them wandered off to find Mingliang.
Unexpectedly, Fu Sheng'a was also there, and he was still discussing peace negotiations with Mingliang. It was Fu Sheng'a who wanted to negotiate with the bandits on behalf of General Dingxi.
I don’t know if he really wanted to end this protracted war for the Qing Dynasty, or if he smelled the smell of money.
"We can't talk. After so many years of fighting and the death of so many soldiers, we still have to talk to the rebels in the end. Doesn't this make the world laugh at my Qing Dynasty's incompetence?"
Even though Fu Sheng'a was a great benefactor to his wealth, Jia Liu couldn't give him face no matter what because it was related to his family's fate.
Fu Sheng'a saw that Jia Liu had drunk too much, so he didn't care about it and just said: "A Gui is dead, how can we fight this battle?"
"What's the word?"
Jia Liu slammed the bright table angrily, "Why, if Agui dies, my army of one hundred thousand will have to eat pigs with skin! No matter how incompetent I, Jia Jiashikai, will never negotiate a peace with the rebels, even if I die, , he also died for the Qing Dynasty, and he died with honor!"
"Don't be rude in front of the general!"
The vice president dragged his son-in-law to the side.
Jia Liu broke away from his father-in-law and looked at Mingliang unwillingly: "General, do you want to be the first Dingxi general in the Qing Dynasty to negotiate peace with the rebels?"