For the sake of the Qing Dynasty, not to mention getting your butt burned, even a knife on your thigh is worth it.
This is called bearing humiliation!
Who can do it if not an ordinary person?
It doesn't matter whether the gunshot wound is real or not. What's important is that everyone knows that Master Jia Jia ordered a musket to hit him.
"What is the spirit of sacrifice? This is it!"
"As long as the goal can be achieved, the means are secondary. Even if it is somewhat disgraceful, it does not detract from the greatness of it."
"For the sake of the Qing Dynasty, all my personal contributions and efforts are not worth mentioning."
"I believe that history will give me a positive and objective evaluation personally."
After the wound was treated, Jia Liu didn't know if he was confused because of the burn, but he proudly showed off his wisdom and spirit to the four kings.
It can't be said too eloquently.
In fact, Jia Liu's shot was very valuable and energetic, because this shot would announce that the residence registration of those passionate Manchu and Mongolian youths would be completely canceled from the Eight Banners.
In order for the Eight Banners of the Han Army to become the only mainstay of the Qing Dynasty, the passionate young men of the Eight Banners of Manchu and Mongolia must be sacrificed.
This is the consensus of the Joint Development Association and the basis for its establishment.
If we fail to do this, the great cause of the Association will face huge obstacles.
From beginning to end, Jia Liu's original intention never changed.
Wang Fu said with a serious face: "My lord, you don't have to feel ashamed. In fact, it's nothing. In order to fight for world supremacy, Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty even kicked his own son out of the car. What your lord is doing now is far from the behavior of the great ancestor."
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"Um?"
Wang Fu's words made Zu Yingyuan roll his eyes. He looked at the black scar as big as a bowl on Guiziliu's buttocks and said thoughtfully: "Not only is he far behind Han Gaozu, but he is also far behind Wu Sangui...
.In order to cause rebellion against the Qing Dynasty, Wu Sangui sacrificed his eldest son and his legitimate grandson. Compared with Wu Sangui, he is far inferior and is not even worth mentioning."
"I understand what you mean. You want me to become an unparalleled hero."
Jia Liu casually scratched the white buttocks above the "gunshot wound" and felt a little itchy.
"But, why do I think there is something in your words...Am I usually too kind to you, so that you think I won't bring out the Gestapo? Perhaps, it is necessary for you to re-recognize the power of steel.
Spiritual me!”
Jia Liu, who looked at the four kings, had a smile, kindness, and an inexplicable kindness on his face.
You look at me and I look at you, the Four King Kongs. All four of them expressed that they had no idea what Guizi Liu was talking about.
Zu Yingyuan looked at the camp in the distance: "What should we do now? Should we launch an attack immediately or something?"
"wait!"
Jia Liujing Hou Fulehun's suppression order was issued.
There is no need to talk anymore. The rebels openly shot and killed the leading minister, which shows that they have completely embarked on the path of treason. For such stubborn traitors, anyone who tries to contact them will be regarded as a traitor to the country.
Although he kept shouting that others would not take action and he would take action, when it came time to take action, Jia Liu still had to step back.
Because the hands of his son-in-law, Jia Jia, cannot be stained with the blood of the Mengba banner disciples.
Regardless of whether these people are traitors or not.
Unless there is a clear intention.
According to internal information, there are nearly 500 rebel flag officers occupying the camp, and more than a thousand Eight Banners soldiers are being held hostage by them. In addition to General Mingliang, dozens of other officers are being held hostage.
The chaos last night resulted in the death of more than a thousand Eight Banners soldiers at the hands of their own people, and a large number of Eight Banners soldiers fled out of the camp. These broken soldiers have already gathered in Fulhun.
The ministers who died include Ha Guoxing, Fu Sheng'a, Fuxing, Hailu and others. It can be said that following the defeat of Wenfu Muguomu and the Agui rebellion, the command center of the Qing Dynasty's counter-rebellion army suffered another heavy blow.
paralyzed.
"After I leave, you will follow the established policy. The president will draw up the specific plan. You can implement it then. I will leave for at least half a year. When I can come back depends on whether you can understand my spirit.
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Idle time is also idle, Jia Liu made further explanations about the work arrangement of the forty years of Qianlong's reign.
Zu Yingyuan curled his lips: "Is it the spirit that only by defeating the battle can you get promoted and make a fortune?"
"You know it, but you still ask me?... If you want to win the battle, what do you need me to do?"
At this point, Jia Liu suddenly looked at the four kings with a sly look, "Would any of you want to take my place?"
Wang Fu, Liu De, and Madrid shook their heads quickly.
Zu Yingyuan also shook his head, but said: "It's not that I don't want to take your place, but I think you may not be as good as me in fighting, but I am not as good as you in leading everyone."
"I'm very happy that you think so."
Jia Liu was indeed pleased. He was not afraid that his subordinates would have ambitions, but that they would not have a clear sense of themselves.
The entire association, with Manchu and Mongolian bannermen and Han outside the clan, had a complicated staff. Only he could act as a lubricant, and another person would definitely not be able to do it.
I waited and waited, but I still couldn't wait for the governor's order to suppress it.
"What's going on? Can't my blood wake them up?"
The angry Jia Liu ordered his people to carry him on a stretcher to the governor's residence.
The first person I saw was Shu Lin, the leading minister who disagreed with the suppression. The prince-in-law stood on the stretcher and angrily asked him: "Have the troops to suppress the rebels set out yet?"
"Still waiting for orders."
Looking at the prince-in-law who had a gunshot wound, Shulin answered vaguely.
"Still waiting for orders?"
Jia Liu frowned. Didn't his sacrifice wake up these cowardly guys?
Shulin did not say whose order he was waiting for, but said that the general was still in the hands of the rebels, and there were many innocent Eight Banners disciples in the camp.
Before Shulin could finish his words, Jia Liu shouted sternly: "If you Manchu ministers are unable to do anything, then I, the consort, will personally lead the Green Camp soldiers to eliminate those traitors!"
After saying that, he waved angrily at the soldiers: "Prepare your horses, prepare your horses quickly, I want to put down the chaos myself!"
"嗻!"
All Sauron's soldiers were busy pulling the prince's horse over. Zu Yingyuan was on the side and wanted to step forward to pull it and persuade him, but the corner of his mouth was crooked and he stood there without saying a word.
His eyes flickered across Guiziliu's face, his eyes obviously gloating about his misfortune.
Jia Liu, who noticed that Zu Yingyuan was looking at him furtively, rolled his eyes at him angrily and had no choice but to ask someone to lift him up and prepare to mount his horse.
This group of Sauron's soldiers can fight well, but they are too down-to-earth and not clever enough.
"My consort has just been injured, how can he ride a horse!"
Vice President Bo arrived in time and forced his son-in-law onto the stretcher regardless of his struggle and anger.
"I still have military duties. If I want to see the Governor, please do it yourself!"
Shulin ignored the prince-in-law who shouted that he wanted to lead the troops in person, and directly led the people away from the camp.
Looking at Shulin's retreating figure, Jia Liu spat and said bitterly: "This national traitor is not loyal enough to the Qing Dynasty. On Qingming Festival, paper must be burned for him!"
------Digression-----
The graphics card of my computer burned out this afternoon, and it took me until the evening to fix it. The reason is that it has not been unpacked for five years, and it is full of dust and messy things.