A mute cannot understand Master Jia's thoughts, let alone expose Master Jia's secrets.
However, it's not a secret.
Tatar was a forbidden word in the Qing Dynasty, and it was a ** existence.
So, it is reasonable for Jia Liu, who represents the official Qing Dynasty, to correct the boy's grammatical errors.
Even he himself would occasionally curse a few words about dog Tatars and "death is a demon."
It is true that after understanding the past history of the Han people in Jinchuan, Jia Liu is sympathetic to the Han people in Jinchuan who insist on resisting the Qing Dynasty, but this does not mean that Jia Liu wants to stand with these people.
Because their power is too small.
If you want to uproot a building, the only feasible way is to corrode the building from the inside without external force.
For example, termites.
Some people are willing to be a selfless and dedicated nail for the country, and naturally there are also people who are willing to join the enemy camp for their ideals and contribute to the early collapse of the Qing Empire.
As a bannerman, Jia Liu would not act blindly and impulsively like a foolish young man.
After dawn the next day, Jia Liu led the team and set off. It was not that he was motivated to work for the Qing Dynasty, because the nightmare last night had improved by a few percentage points, but that he was anxious to go back to celebrate the New Year.
The twenty-five gift packages that represent our hearts are just a formality, but the essence is to wish you all adults another happy new year and good luck on the first day of the new year.
Even if the adults are too busy to see him, just know that he has been there.
If you want to make progress, you have to do this, and don't care about the ridicule and ridicule of others.
The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan.
When he got on the horse, Jia Liu glanced behind him and saw that the mute boy was still lying motionless on the car.
If you hadn't looked closer, you would have thought it was a corpse.
Jia Liu understood everything the young man was thinking at this moment. The bloody scene yesterday gave him a nightmare.
Zu Yingyuan rode forward and asked Jia Liu: "Are you going to hand over the child when we get to the camp?"
Jia Liu was moved in his heart and did not answer the question. He just asked Zu Yingyuan if he had helped to connect the child's leg bones.
"You think so highly of me, how can I do this?"
Zu Yingyuan shook his head. He felt pity for the child, but he was a bannerman, and the child was a rebel. Since ancient times, officers and soldiers and thieves were at odds, so even if he was pitiful, he would not show much sympathy to the child.
Everything is official.
Even if Jia Liu wanted to execute the child now, he would not stop him.
"talk later."
Jia Liu drove his horse forward.
His white horse was ridden by Shuan Zhu, and the green horse he is riding now was borrowed from Wang Fu.
However, Wang Fu was unwilling to borrow it.
However, the first level of officialdom can crush people to death.
After walking along the winding mountain road for less than an hour, the road ahead became difficult to walk. Jia Liu called Wang Fu, returned the green horse to him, and told him to ride more carefully.
Wang Fu glanced at the road ahead, his mouth moving slightly.
"Um?"
Under Jia Liu's concerned gaze, Wang Fu's face became brighter, and all dissatisfaction disappeared with that brightness.
After turning three corners forward, a relatively open area appeared. A grain transport team that had just returned from Muguomu Camp was resting there.
Jia Liu, the officer leading the team, had also met Ma Lu, the commander of Jingzhou Green Camp, who had spoken a few words at Guanyin Bridge that day.
"Who is your lord?"
Malu didn't recognize Mr. Jia at first, and he didn't remember who the other person was until Mr. Jia spoke.
Jia Liu was not happy about this, thinking that Ma Lu had no future.
Because if you can’t remember every leader you’ve ever met, how can you grasp every opportunity for advancement that fate gives you?
He looked at the mountain peaks in the distance and asked Ma Lu, "What's going on on the road?"
"Condition?"
Ma Lu was stunned for a moment and quickly said that nothing happened and everything was fine.
Jia Liu said "Oh", thinking that Fan Bing's side might also be busy celebrating the New Year, so the two sides tacitly reached a truce.
My heart has completely let go.
"Sir, the kids, hurry back and just..."
"Go ahead."
Jia Liu signaled Ma Lu to help himself, and walked to the big stone on the roadside to overlook the scenery.
At the foot, there is a cliff dozens of feet deep, with a river running underneath it.
If his geographical knowledge is correct, this place should be Wenchuan in later generations.
"It's your first time here, sir, so you can't help but look at the novelty. Unlike me, who has stayed here for more than a year, I'm tired of seeing the mountains, water, and woods. Now I wish I could run around on the endless plains."
After a few days of contact, Liu De, the foreign affairs chief of Fujian Green Camp, learned that Mr. Jia from the Eight Banners had an easy-going personality, so he was not as restrained and cautious as when he first met him.
"Yes, when a person stays in one place for a long time, he wants to go to the place where the other person is tired of staying. What is it called? Yes, travel."
Jia Liu smiled and looked sideways at Liu De, "I heard that your hometown in Fujian is divided into mountains, rivers and fields, so people often go to sea to survive, right?"
Liu De nodded and said, "That's what happened."
Jia Liu suddenly said: "There are many people who go to sea, so I guess there are many party members who come to your place, right?"
"What do you mean, sir?" Liu De was stunned.
"It's nothing, I'm just asking. It's been over a hundred years since the founding of the Qing Dynasty, but if the people have food to eat, it will be a peaceful and prosperous age. Then the party elements will spend all day beguiling the people to rebel against the Qing Dynasty. What are they trying to do? In the end
It’s not the common people who are dying, it’s not the common people who are suffering..."
Jia Liu looked quite inspired.
Liu Deshen thought it was true and said: "My lord, what you said is true. Those rebels are all desperadoes. How can they care about the life and death of the people? Just like the Jinchuan thieves, the ones who died in the end were not their own people..."
"Okay, let's get the brothers on their way."
Jia Liu waved his hand, signaling Liu De to gather the team, but looking at the other party's leaving figure, there was hesitation in his eyes.
Nothing in the world happens without a reason, especially in Jinchuan.
Who tied the legs of the mute boy, and who gave him the quilt?
Is it sympathy or what?
After excluding the bannermen's sons and Su La, the target of Jia Liu's suspicion was the group of green soldiers who came from Fujian.
This is because the green camps in Fujian and Guangdong belong to the unreliable group if they belong to the Qing generation.
Moreover, the South was naturally just in its opposition to the Qing Dynasty. The Tiandihui had been active in the South throughout the Qing Dynasty, and had organized and led dozens of uprisings of varying sizes.
It was difficult for Jia Liu not to wonder whether some of the Fujian green battalion soldiers had been infiltrated and influenced by anti-Qing organizations, and whether they were connected to the Fan army in Jinchuan under the cover of their identity as officers and soldiers.
Hundreds of thousands of Qing troops and tens of millions of taels of silver failed to wipe out Jinchuan. The reason was not only that Jinchuan occupied a favorable location.
Instead, a large number of Han people played a role in it.
I would like to ask, even the most trusted military advisor of the Governor is the leader of the Fan army, how many people below are secretly collaborating with the Fan army.
Jia Liu didn't know, but he knew the principle of leaving a little margin in life so that we could meet each other easily in the future.
The team continued to move forward, but this time something happened not long after they had gone.
Dozens of civilians and two Green Camp officers fled in a hurry from the front. When they saw the arrest team coming from behind, the two Green Camp officers ran over as if they had seen a life-saving straw.
"alert!"
Liu De was startled and immediately led his men to stop him and ordered his men to form a formation.
The bird gunner is in front and charges quickly.
A group of bannermen worshiping Tang A and Sula also became nervous. Some drew their swords and some raised their bows.
However, compared to the Fujian green camp soldiers, the bannermen's children were obviously much panicked, and many of them were shaking with their sword and bow hands.
Soon, the two Green Battalion officers were brought over. One of them, the sentry commander named Peng Xiaohan, said that they were from the grain transport team and were attacked by an ambush of Japanese soldiers more than two miles ahead.
Because the Fan soldiers unexpectedly launched an attack from a high position, the leader of the Mongolian Banner Turge was seriously injured, and the rest of the escorting officers and soldiers were also dispersed by the Fan soldiers.
Peng Xiaohan said that he and another officer named Lu ran out to report for help, risking their lives.
This must be nonsense.
"How many soldiers are there?"
The person asking the question was Liu De.
"There are so many of them all over the mountains and plains, there are thousands of them." The sentry commander surnamed Lu may have been frightened, and his voice was in knots.
"Thousands?"
Jia Liu turned around almost instinctively, but before he could give the order to retreat, he was grabbed by Zu Yingyuan, who was obviously anxious and said: "Captain, you can't run!"
Afraid that Captain Jia would not listen to him, he added: "It is a law of the Qing Dynasty that escaping in battle is a capital crime!"