Jia Liu knew what he was doing, he was so angry, he dragged old Fu Tengteng to the back of the palace and directly asked, "Tell me, are you Chen Ge?"
"very?"
The old rich man was stunned and immediately understood what he meant. He was so angry that he almost swore to the sky that things were not as Guiziliu imagined.
"no?"
Jia Liu refused to accept it, grabbed the old rich man's sleeve, and said angrily: "If Yong Cang wasn't the son of you and Nala Hou, you would have taken crazy medicine and bribed me with Qianlong's woman!"
"What is the problem?"
The old rich man thought it was a big deal and sneered: "What we two brothers are doing now is enough to cut off our heads a hundred times. Are you still afraid of sleeping with Qianlong's wife?"
Let the wise brother of the Sixth Son be at ease. The palace has been in chaos these past few days. Three princes have died. What's the fuss about a few more missing concubines?
If Liuzi agrees, he can make the Queen Mother's body disappear.
"If you think Shun Noble is not noble enough, I will go get your Majesty out for you. She is the Imperial Concubine, the current Lord of the Sixth Palace. Well, it seems that she is ill. Bring her back and treat her as usual... Yes,
There are also Concubines Yu and the others, although they are a bit older, they have taken good care of themselves, and they have blown out the candles and kept them looking fresh and fresh..."
Jia Liu was stunned for a moment.
After a long time, he came back to his senses and said angrily: "Brother, we don't have to go so far, right?"
"Excessive? He Hongli has done so many immoral things! I'm repaying you with retaliation! Just this, it's hard to vent the hatred I've held for thirty years!"
The old rich man gritted his teeth and had blue veins protruding from his forehead, which looked scary.
Jia Liu subconsciously looked behind the old rich man's head.
The old rich man was also stunned for a moment: "What are you looking at?"
"Let me see if your braids are curled up."
Jia Liu looked away. The legend was a lie. Even if a person is extremely angry, it is impossible for his braid to stand up.
There is no such thing as a divine braid in this world.
The old rich man was puzzled: "What do you mean?"
Jia Liu shook his head: "It's not interesting."
"..."
What happened to the old rich man? He quickly got down to business and asked directly: "Just tell me, can you help me with this?"
"I..."
Jia Liu's heart was pounding, thinking about bringing Qianlong's woman home to sleep on his own was very exciting.
The problem is, this is a bit unscrupulous and extremely rebellious.
In any case, he still has some moral bottom line when he enters the world.
What's more, strictly speaking, this Shungui man is still his daughter's quiet aunt.
aunt...
How did the Fourth Japs treat his brother-in-law Fu Heng’s wife?
My mind was a little shaken.
Shungui looks quite energetic.
"You don't know, I'm doing this just for the sake of Shungui,"
The old rich strike while the iron is hot, and it's miserable for the nobles to obey. At the age of nineteen, she entered the palace to serve the fourth devil who was almost forty years older than her. She also said that after entering the palace, she was not much favored by Qianlong, and she was left a widow in the palace at such a young age.
, Sixth Son Xiandi took the person back and kept it as if it had never been used.
"Listening to what you said, this girl is quite pitiful."
Jia Liu looked at Shun Guiren not far away, his whole body burning with sympathy.
"When I was your age, I was not afraid of anything."
The old rich man was so excited!
"That's all, just do one good deed that day."
Jia Liuyi gritted his teeth and waved to call two soldiers, asking them to sneak the woman out of the palace immediately.
Where to send it?
I definitely can’t give it to my family, and I can’t give it to Jinling either.
When he was worried, the old rich man said that he had a spare place outside the capital, Zhuangzi.
"That,"
Jia Liu coughed lightly, "Change?"
"Hey, change it!"
The two brothers came to the throne in the palace with a tacit understanding.
"Brother, please sit down. Your handwriting is beautiful. Come on."
"Brother Xian, are you slapping my elder brother in the face?"
"..."
After pushing each other around, Jia Liu couldn't resist the old rich man, so he had no choice but to sit on the throne.
The old rich man found a pen and ink and stood by it and began to sharpen it.
Above the head, the "upright light" shines brightly.
There was no way to find a new piece of yellow cloth for a while, so Jia Liu simply put a cross on Yong Yan's name and wrote Yong Cun's name on the side.
The old man's face blossomed with lotus flowers, and he took a pen and wrote Yongcun's Manchu name and Mongolian writing on the palm of his hand.
Jia Liu continued to copy.
The next crown prince of the Qing Dynasty was changed without any trouble.
After repacking the box, Jia Liu went up the ladder with a bang, while the old man held the ladder in place.
The box was put back behind the upright plaque.
After "Deng Deng" came down, Jia and Fu brothers looked at each other and both showed satisfied smiles.
Really enjoyed it.
Jia Liu thought this was what it felt like to be a powerful minister.
After the business was done and it was almost time to meet, Jia Liu was going to visit Cining Palace.
He promised Zamul to get him a princess.
Grandma is dead, and the granddaughters must all be in Cining Palace. It seems that the wife of the son-in-law Zalantai who was secretly transferred to Beijing by Qianlong is not dead. She will quietly leave the palace like Lord Shun later.
Just as he was about to pass, the old man suddenly grabbed him and said meaningfully: "From now on, we will be strangers to each other."
Jia Liu was shocked: "Brother, why did you say this?"
The old rich man didn't answer, he just stroked the imperial case on the dragon chair, hesitated for a while, and finally said four words: "I am a traitor, but you are loyal."
Jia Liu said he didn't quite understand.
The old man said quietly: "Qianlong has been the emperor for forty years, how could he be willing to be controlled by others? He must be very dishonest after helping him to restore his throne. You have won his trust. From now on, I will be the traitor, and you will be the loyal minister."
"Um?"
Jia Liu understood, "My brother is still thoughtful."
This is murderous and heartbreaking.
Although I was moved, I was quite sad: "This will really hurt my brother."
"It doesn't matter if it hurts me, as long as our Qing Dynasty can live in peace for thousands of years."
The old man felt inexplicably comfortable, especially when he thought that Qianlong would have to live by his face in the future, and his feeling of comfort became even stronger.
Jia Liu saw this and thought in his heart to look back and see if Ruxiu had a secret admirer before she got married. If so, he should get rid of her quickly to avoid becoming the second rich man.
After the two brothers finished everything and came outside the main hall, Wu Erbiao came over and asked in a low voice who the prince was.
Jia Liu glanced at the old rich man and told his second cousin that the crown prince was his twelfth elder brother Yong Cang.
"Old Twelve?"
Cousin Wu Er was startled, he thought it was Old Fifteen.
Because Lao Twelve’s mother is Queen Nala, who was summoned to death by the emperor. She is the least favored by the emperor, and she is already in her twenties. She was not even given the title of Viscount, and even the teacher was chosen at will.
No matter how you look at it, you don’t look like a candidate to be crown prince.
On the other hand, since Lao Fifteen was six years old, the Emperor had appointed Feng Kuan, the Minister of War, and Xie Yong, the Minister of Industry, as his teacher. Every time he received a reward, he was more favored than any other prince, and his concubine was also named the Imperial Concubine.
Lord of the Sixth Palace.
Therefore, the government and the public are talking about the emperor's favorite 15th prince. Unexpectedly, the emperor is actually the twelfth prince who is the most unpopular. This must be shocking and surprising.
"This matter must not be spread outside."
The old rich man gave Wu Erbiao a look.
"know!"
Wu Erbiao naturally understood. The emperor was now being controlled by them, and they knew who the next prince would be. His wealth for at least thirty years was certain.
It’s not in vain that the father and son worked so hard.
On the way to Cining Palace, Shuan Zhu and Zamul rushed into the palace after clearing away some remnants. When he saw the young master, Shuan Zhu whispered to him if he had seen the Qianqing Palace.
"I've seen it, and now I've decided on the twelfth brother. If you don't cause trouble for nothing, if you want to mess around, I'll bury you and my grandpa later."
Jia Liu must beat Brother Zhuzhu. Ever since he became Director Yang, Brother Zhuzhu has been doing endless tricks.
Jamur fell behind and quietly asked Yang Zhi, who looked depressed: "Director, what did you say?"
"I didn't say anything. He said he would let me sleep in the imperial mausoleum in the future."
Yang Zhi patted Jamur and said, "Do a good job and I will save a room for you in the future."
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