Throughout the ages, people have always meditated when they were at a crossroads in life or faced a life or death crisis.
If possible, just keep smoking.
One package after another.
When the ground is filled with cigarette butts, major decisions about the fate of humanity will be made.
Jia Liu did not have this condition, and he did not like smoking, but after the old rich man left, he still asked his soldiers to burn a pot of shredded tobacco for him.
Because he is now facing the biggest gamble in his life.
Is it better to study the old rich and the clan, or bet on the fourth devil!
Should he be Yuan Shikai or Tan Sitong?
This is really a difficult choice for people to make.
But this decision makes people extremely proud, because Jia Jia Shikai is the best player in Beijing!
It is precisely because Jia Jiashikai can fight that people are scrambling to win over him.
How could it be that those incompetent people like Wen Fu, A Gui, Hailancha, and Fukang'an could have this effect?
This incident fully demonstrates that blacksmithing requires one’s own hard work, which will never be out of date.
"I don't think anyone in the world can cut off this good head of mine."
Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Jia Liu felt complacent, and then his face turned gloomy again.
The situation is very complicated.
It's not that he hasn't thought about betraying the old rich man, but this kind of thing is too despicable.
He hasn't done anything dirty in a long time.
But if he wanted to protect Qianlong to the death, he would not be able to live up to his own conscience, nor to the Qing Dynasty.
What a headache.
When Fan Wei came in, the hut was filled with the choking smell of smoke, which made Fan Wei almost unable to open his eyes.
After he got used to the environment, he was surprised to find that Mr. Gui was sitting on a small stool with his back to him.
The official hat was put aside, exposing his bald head.
Directly in front is a broken bronze mirror.
The mirror is so blurry that no one can be seen at all.
"grown ups?"
Fan Wei walked forward lightly, and was shocked to find that Mr. Gui had a piece of white cloth tied on his forehead.
"coming."
The Master Gui who turned around startled the Vatican military advisor.
The face that was so refreshing half an hour ago was now not only covered with stubble, but also had some black eye sockets, looking very haggard.
Noticing the surprise in the eyes of the Vatican Army Master, Jia Liu couldn't help but said: "Am I ugly now? Am I similar to the senior brother who boxed with He Jinyin?"
"Um?"
Fan Wei was confused, which one is worth gold and silver, and which senior brother?
"Yes, you don't know them."
Jia Liu stretched out his hand and wiped his face, and the light returned to his face again.
"I just stared at myself in the mirror and thought a lot. After much deliberation, Fulham was right. You only have one chance. If you lose it, it will be difficult to get another chance."
Jia Liu, who once again put on his official hat, regained his former strong character.
Sure enough, a person's temperament is inseparable from his status.
"Sir, did you say it's time to start!"
Fan Wei became excited.
Jia Liu stood up slowly and put the bronze mirror on the table: "The emperor wants me to protect stability, and the clan wants me to protect the Qing Dynasty. Who do you think I should protect?"
Fan Wei said in a deep voice: "I believe that your Excellency has already made a decision."
This is a sensible answer.
"I looked at the door and stopped thinking about Zhang Jian, and endured death for a moment to wait for Du Gen. I smiled at the sky with my sword across the sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact."
Master Gui didn't say his decision, he just read a poem.
The atmosphere has reached this point, and it is unworthy of this poem. It is really unjustifiable.
But this poem made the Vatican military advisor a little unsure of the Lord's choice, and couldn't help but ask: "Should the Lord protect Qianlong or the clan?"
Unexpectedly, Master Gui shook his head and said, "I don't protect anyone, I only protect myself."
Fan Wei was stunned, what do you mean?
Jia Liu stared at Fan Wei: "Do you know the General of the Universe?"
The Vatican Military Advisor, who had a junior high school education, was stunned. This was the first time he had heard of the title General of the Universe, and he didn't know which hero it was.
"It's Hou Jing."
After briefly talking about the deeds of Hou Jing, the great general of the universe, Jia Liu's eyes flashed fiercely, "In the past, there was the Hou Jing Rebellion in the Liang Dynasty, and today there is the Wo Shikai Rebellion in the Qing Dynasty!"
"What do you mean, sir?"
Fan Wei was really shocked, and Hou Jing rebelled. Not only did he brutally kill the Liang clan in Jiankang, but he also starved Emperor Wu of Liang to death. Do you also want to
"Yes, I want to be the general of the universe!"
"Bang!" With a sound, Jia Liu slashed the Bilong sword against the door frame.
"Blood splattered in the Forbidden City, and the whole world was shocked when he died!"
Jia Liu's face was full of pride.
Yes, he, the Admiral of the Nine Sects, only had a thousand-strong Chang Wei Army at his disposal. However, now his thousand-man Chang Wei Army is the biggest weight, and no matter where it is placed, it can crush the other side.
But his weight did not fall. Not only did it not fall, but he also took away the weights on both sides of the scale one by one.
"Ask Liu Heyi to come see me right away. All the people in Beijing will be put to use for me. I don't care what methods they use. In short, I want everyone in the city to be in danger. Just use it like firewood!"
"In addition, we sent someone to inform my family and ask my father and others to go to Jingling."
"Sir, where is Madam?"
"lady?"
Jia Liu frowned slightly. Ruxiu seemed to be in the palace. If he didn't get her out in time, something might happen.
"You make arrangements first, Madam, I will make arrangements later."
"嗻!"
Just as Fan Wei was about to deliver the order, he was stopped again by Master Gui: "Wait a minute."
Fan Wei turned his head and said, "Do you have any other instructions, sir?"
"Please help me, I can't pull out the knife."
Jia Liu looked embarrassed. He didn't know whether it was because the material of the door frame was too strong or his Bilong sword was too sharp. Anyway, he cut too deep and got stuck in it, unable to pull it out even with a few efforts.
"Um?"
Fan Wei did not dare to neglect, and quickly stepped forward to help Mr. Gui family draw the sword. It took a lot of effort for the two of them to pull out the Bilong sword from the door frame.
The knife is a good knife and the blade is not curled at all.
It's just that the sign doesn't seem to be good.
"grown ups?"
Fan Wei is not superstitious because he has been superstitious himself.
The master of the Gui family was thoughtful, and then ordered Fan Wei to go do something, and he would take people to Shucun.
"What are you doing in Shucun, sir?"
Fan Wei was puzzled.
Although there are 3,000 green battalion soldiers in Shucun who have returned to the infantry commander's yamen, the matter has reached this juncture. As long as these 3,000 green battalion soldiers have not received the order to go to Beijing, they are just watching outside the city and cannot affect the overall situation at all.
The same is true for the 1,500 horsemen stationed in Yuanmingyuan under the command of Admiral Ruilin of the Central Camp.
"I, the general of the universe, am also loyal to the Qing Dynasty. Since I have the will to mobilize these two troops, of course I must use them."
Previously, Chang Wei's army did not come, and Jia Liu could not move the personnel command power of these two main forces of the green battalion of the capital. Now that Chang Wei's army is supporting him, he will definitely capture these two troops.
Jia Liu didn't hesitate and asked Fan Wei to contact Liu Heyi, and then immediately ordered Deb to lead a group of people to follow him to Shucun.