Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh devil six yellow robes
Sir, I have to pay more. Text volume Chapter 587: The Japanese are wearing six yellow robes. Some people say that 10,000 years is too long. Seize the day and night.
Some people also say that if you sail carefully, you will be able to sail thousands of years.
Others say that a little impatience will mess up a big plan.
Others say that it’s not that they won’t report it, but that the time has not yet come.
But what these people are talking about has nothing to do with Jia Liu.
The change in painting style made him unable to accept it for a while, and he never expected that the good days of getting something for nothing that he dreamed of would come so soon.
This is a typical surprise attack.
Because there was no warning in advance.
What does it mean?
The support of the officers and soldiers for him comes from the bottom of their hearts, they are loyal and they will never regret it until death.
In a fit of excitement, he almost promoted his California boy to the position of Guardian of Florida, and also served as patrol envoy to the Western Pacific.
How can I describe the atmosphere at the scene? It was very lively and no less lively than the wet market.
It's like pouring a bowl of boiled water into a hot oil pan, or more vividly, it's like pulling a hard thing into a pit of thin water.
The water rushed and splashed Laogao.
"Firmly support the president!"
"Sir, do it!"
A group of military generals who were guarding Manchukuo because of Master Jia Jia's brilliant and powerful power were furious. Everyone was gearing up and vowed to launch a Chongwenmen rebellion for the Qing Dynasty, change the dynasty, and write a new chapter in history.
In a trance, the camera seems to be on the streets of Tokyo.
In the heavy snowfall, the sound of trampling footsteps came from the end of the road, and loud military songs rang in my ears.
Song Guozhong was looking for a yellow robe, Li Mi was looking for a crown, and some were looking for a golden armor, because they needed the soaring incense array to penetrate the capital with its ferocity. Some people even said they wanted to set up an incense altar right away. Call on the escort officers and soldiers to come and offer incense to start a rebellion. If necessary, you can kill another white horse.
The President's mount is a white horse.
"Emperor Taizu has seven hatreds and raises an army to fight against the Ming Dynasty. Your Excellency, the President, has at least nine hatreds!"
If you start an uprising, you must have a name. If your name is not correct, your words will not go smoothly. Although most of the generals who protect the army have a primary school diploma, they cannot stand up for their ideological activities.
You and I quickly found legal reasons for His Excellency, the President, to defeat Qing.
It's nothing more than corruption in government and people's lack of livelihood.
"The President's yellow robe is supported by us. This is God's will. The origin of the incident is of course important. However, the most urgent thing is to have the imperial edict of abdication from the Qing Dynasty. Only in this way can we be justified and command the world in a grand manner!"
Ruilin, the deputy commander-in-chief who had just been ordered to Rehe to garrison the Eight Banners, was very particular. As an authentic Manchu descendant, he actually thought of such a key magical weapon as the abdication edict.
"What kind of imperial edict do you want for the abdication of the Qing Dynasty? The Qing Dynasty won the country unfairly. Your Excellency, the President, led us to create a new dynasty. In my opinion, the Fengming Dynasty should be the right one."
The new commander-in-chief of Suiyuan, Demu, a Sauron man, insisted on the Hua-Yi debate and did not recognize the legal authority of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.
The Fengqing faction and the Fengming faction soon broke into internal strife and argued endlessly. Every word you said to me was like a hundred flowers blooming.
Good guy, Jia Liu, who was sitting on the rostrum, was stunned for a moment. It felt like Yu Qian led his troops into Huaqing Pool and captured Guo Degang.
When I turned around to look, I couldn't help but be stunned.
Fan Wei was lying on the podium with his butt stuck out and was writing something, frowning for a while and relaxing for a while.
This is a typical writing lag, and Jia Liu knows it very well.
Out of concern, he quietly moved his butt and the chair together to see what Fan Goutou was writing.
The moment I poked my head, a line of large characters came into view - "A public invitation to President Jia to write a letter to the world."
It is called a letter of persuasion.
"Is it too much?"
Jia Liu thought to himself that you, Fanwei, are still a junior high school student. How can you act like a primary school student?
And even if I need to persuade you to write a book, you don’t need to write it. I have written several copies myself and put them in the drawer, and none of them are more exciting than yours.
In terms of literary talent, no one can surpass him in this great purity.
The "Message to the French People" is ready.
That is to say, he was busy with official duties, otherwise the reputation of Qianlong's poems would have been snatched away by him.
"My lord, how can I say it too much? Time waits for no one, my lord! Get up, my lord! Give it a try and turn the donkey cart into a horse, my lord!"
Fan Wei sincerely urged people to come forward and said with excitement: "The country has been in trouble since Jiashen, and Hu Xing has been ruined by China for hundreds of years. It is said that a country can be reborn through adversity. Today, my lord, conquer the chaos, subdue the chaos, and be virtuous. The sun and the moon will shine brightly, and there will be no darkness or darkness."
, all people in the world will support you. Your position cannot be empty for a long time. It is better for you to comply with the will of the military and the people and change your name to become the master!"
"I know you are telling the truth. I have some personal achievements, but these achievements are insignificant. Wang Mang, Cao Pi, Sima Yan, Liu Yu, Yang Jian, and Zhao Kuangyin are all better than me."
Jia Liu's self-positioning is relatively clear. He is worse than Emperor Qin and Han Wu, but slightly inferior to the likes of King Yu, Cao Cao, and Sima.
Fan Wei refuted decisively.
"When it comes to wisdom, a great man's merits are as high as those in the sky, and they are rare in ancient times!"
"When it comes to divine martial arts, your Excellency is unparalleled. The world is at home!"
"Please obey the military spirit, save all the people from fire and water, revive China and create a prosperous age!"
"There is nothing to hesitate about. All the generals support you. Your Excellency must not be benevolent as a woman!"
Fan Wei picked up the half-written book of persuasion and started to read it.
"Absurd, nonsense, stupid nonsense!"
Jia Liu was so angry that he snatched Fan Wei's half-baked project and tore it into pieces with a thunderbolt. He angrily scolded the stunned dog-headed military advisor: "What bullshit military morale? These bastards just want to kill people and set fire in my name."
, it’s just a matter of making great fortunes for the country!”
oh?
It seems that Fan Wei is stagnant.
But isn't that a good thing?
Good for Jafar!
"You know what the heck, I'm not as good as you in terms of wisdom, but you're not as good as me in terms of patience."
After sighing slightly, Jia Liu patted Fan Wei on the shoulder and said, "I am raising an uprising to overthrow the Qing Dynasty. Am I doing it for the country or for myself? Is it harming the country or the people?"
He glanced at the illiterate guards who were arguing about whether to serve the Ming or the Qing, and they shook their heads helplessly.
This group of turtles is just like Zu Yingyuan, Wang Fu and others, who are addicted to robbing cash transport trucks.
Jia Liu admitted that they sincerely supported him, provided that he could satisfy their greedy desires.
The problem is that this desire is a bottomless pit.
Today he can use the wealth of the capital to fill this hole, but what will he use to fill it tomorrow?
The good thing is that they have to go and hold the title of emperor for nothing, and the whole country is fighting for it. Isn't this just a matter of being full?
"My foundation in the capital is still shallow, I have no more than ten thousand soldiers, only a handful of generals, and only a handful of civil servants and advisors. How can I command the world?"
"Today I support all the generals who protect the army. If I obey, I will be lucky enough to get the throne. Will I obey them in the future? If I don't obey, how can I guarantee that they will not choose someone else to wear the yellow robe?"
"I tried my best to stop it because I didn't want the country to fall into continuous war and the people to lose their lives. You have been with me for a year, so why don't you know my painstaking efforts."
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After a series of questioning, Fan Wei's head gradually became clear, and he realized that Master Gui's rebellion at this time was tantamount to destroying his own future. Even if he succeeded for a while, it was just a step forward for the king.
A century-old plan is better to be implemented slowly.
"If the country were to be without me, I don't know how many people would be called emperors and how many would be called kings!"
Jia Liu picked up the bowl on the table and threw it to the ground angrily, "Damn it, Xipi, have you had enough trouble? Enough trouble, let's eat!"
After saying that, he angrily threw up his sleeves and went out. Before he could react, a yellow robe was draped on him.