Jia Liuzhen did not lead his troops to disperse the dense crowd of clan members and bannermen outside the palace, but instead led Chang Wei's army to the Xihua Gate.
When I got to the place, I saw, good guys, the palace door was open, and there were fires everywhere inside.
There were also some clan members, their servants, and bannermen who didn't know the truth, and they rushed to Xihua Gate.
Without saying anything, Jia Liu ordered a volley of guns to be fired, killing dozens of bannermen rebels on the spot.
Then, he turned around and asked the person what time it was.
"Sir, it's almost three hours since I was ugly."
Deb was not sure of the time either, but it was estimated that it would be almost dawn.
"This is really the longest night in the Qing Dynasty."
Jia Liu sighed and stopped saying anything. He and Chang Weijun stood outside the palace and watched.
He forcibly ordered his father to be sent to the Zhenglan Banner Yamen of the Han Army on the grounds of safety first, otherwise he would scold his son for not knowing how to act decisively when a big disaster was imminent.
Deb was puzzled and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Sir, why don't you enter the palace?"
"The time has not come yet, let them fight for a while longer. Besides, I haven't figured out how to catch them all in one fell swoop to maximize benefits."
Jia Liu said truthfully.
He really hasn't made up his mind whether the Fourth Japs' life or death can make him a lot of money.
Deb was startled: What? You’ve done it to this point, and you haven’t figured it out yet?!
"Do you think it would be better for the Qing Dynasty to change to another emperor who would be better for us, or not to change?"
Whenever a major issue was undecided, Jia Liu would seek the opinions of his subordinates.
It means that three cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang.
The lethality of collective political wisdom cannot be underestimated.
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Deb couldn't tell. He just fought wherever Lord Jia ordered him to fight. He didn't even think about why he wanted to fight, let alone the question of where he stood.
From his personal point of view, it is none of his business to change the emperor or not.
Anyway, the salary he is receiving now is from Mr. Jia, not from the emperor.
"Look, even a smart person like you hasn't thought about it, so how can I think of it?"
Jia Liu coughed lightly. He liked to encourage his subordinates and also liked to praise them.
Because this has no problem with Britain and France, it is purely virtue.
"My lord, let me tell you that since the Eight Banners of the Han Army are on our side, why don't you go directly to the palace and slaughter the emperor and the clan? If you are the emperor, whoever disobeys will lead the troops to slaughter them!"
Sauron is a nice guy and speaks clearly and clearly.
Jia Liu was happy in his heart, but he still patted Deb on the shoulder, shook his head and said: "I am very happy that you can think and say this, but it is not mature and the time is not right."
"When does it become mature?"
This question asked by Deb left Jia Liuyi at a loss as to how to answer it.
"Lets see."
Jia Liu touched the beard on his mouth. Since ancient times, there has never been a founding emperor in his twenties.
If you want the Jia family to replace the Qing Dynasty, no matter what, you have to have all the nine feudal territories with the surname Jia.
As a loyal subordinate, Deb must remind: "Sir, if the delay continues, if the clan members really force the emperor to abdicate and get the edict, then this matter will be difficult to handle."
Jia Liu didn't even think about it, and blurted out: "Damn it, without my consent, Qianlong wants to give up his job? There is no way!"
If Wang Fu or Fan Wei were here, they would definitely secretly praise this truly overbearing image.
"If you don't admit it, what if others do?"
Deb looked worried. Although the whole city was in chaos, all the forces were not listening to Mr. Jia. Even the Eight Banners of the Han Army had spent the night, and I don't know how many people were going to show up.
What's more, there are three troops sent by Qianlong to Beijing soon.
At this time, if we don't cut through the mess quickly, stabilize the situation quickly, and get the benefits we can get, it will be hard to wait until dawn.
After all, Mr. Jia is only a third-rank official now. Although he has soldiers and horses at hand, the prerequisite for being able to fish in troubled waters is chaos in the capital.
If this chaos stops, even if Mr. Jia, a third-rank official, has an army in his hands, it may be difficult for him to become the biggest winner.
The Qing Dynasty was just causing chaos in the capital, not dying.
Being reminded by Deb, Jia Liuyi was right. The system would only exist as long as the Qing Dynasty was destroyed. It was a bit evil for a deputy provincial official to want to take charge of the central government.
Unless he sided with the clan and won the post of Lao Fu Xu's military minister and nine-door admiral by virtue of Ding Ding's support.
On the side of Qianlong, with the virtue of the fourth devil, he could not be given such a big official.
Moreover, the fourth devil is fickle in employing people. Today he will give you a high-ranking position, but tomorrow he will push you to a department level. He will accompany you like a tiger.
After careful consideration, it would be better to go to the palace and have a look.
"Then let's go into the palace and have a look?"
"Hey, look!"
Deb quickly ordered Chang Wei's army to enter the palace from Xihua Gate and personally opened the way ahead.
Along the way, we bumped into many groups of thieves. We don’t know whether they were from the clan or from which side. Anyway, they all lined up with guns to wait on them. Even a group of imperial guards who shouted to hurry up and protect the frame were killed.
Because he was worried about his wife Ruxiu, Liu Huan, the commander-in-chief of the Victory Army who surrendered to him in Linqing, led a group of people to Cining Palace.
Liu Huan was ordered to suppress the thieves in the direction of Cining Palace. If there were guards to protect them, they would monitor them on the spot without breaking into the palace.
When they arrived at the Baohe Hall area, Deb in front found Fan Wei and his men coming in a hurry.
Fan Wei, who was furious, brought bad news to Mr. Gui family that the emperor had abdicated!
"Retired, abdicated?"
Jia Liu was shocked by the news and could not recover for a long time.
Shouldn't it be that the fourth devil, such an outstanding politician, abdicated in such a confused way?
In my impression, Qianlong's obsession with power reached a perverted level. After passing the throne to his son Jiaqing, he still clung to government affairs!
How could such an old man abdicate so happily?
In desperation, he quickly asked Fan Wei if the clan's gang had invaded the Yangxin Palace.
As a result, the Yangxin Palace was really invaded by pigs.
Pingjun Wang Qingheng led a group of Manchu troops with yellow flags to climb the wall from the east side of Yangxin Hall, wounded Fu Long'an, the leading bodyguard minister, and took control of Qianlong.
"Fubutang said that the important matter has been decided. Let me lead the troops to guard the nine gates and not let the troops outside the city enter the city. After dawn, the clan will hold a meeting of kings and ministers in Qianqing Palace to discuss the candidate for the new king."
After hearing what Fan Wei said, Jia Liuxin Baliang did not expect that Qianlong would lose his ability to resist so quickly and become a prisoner of the clan. He even wrote an edict to abdicate.
I seem to be late.
Fan Wei asked anxiously: "Sir, Prince Jian and the others have already taken the edict to the Meridian Gate. The clan outside will definitely not make trouble again after seeing the edict. What should we do?"
Taking a breath of air-conditioning, Jia Liu asked Fan Wei whether the old rich man reiterated his political treatment.
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Fan Wei shook his head.
"Then did you tell him that the emperor's edict cannot be true without my consent?"
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"What did the old guy say?"
"Master Fu said that he can't make the decision now. Everything will be decided by the meeting of kings and ministers."
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The old rich man’s answer is so damn official. Why does his behavior look so familiar?
Yes, the old guy is imitating him and burning the bridge when crossing the river!
Fan Wei also said that the guards with yellow flags and the guards with white flags are now obeying the clan's command and have begun to clear out the thieves in the palace.
"Sir, what should we do now?"
Fan Wei was worried and swollen.
"what to do?"
Jia Liu looked in the direction of Yangxin Hall and touched his bald head: "They won't even let me attend the meeting. We can only find a way to restore it."