It's not that Jia Liu doesn't want to say it, it's that he really has nothing to say.
Because what the old rich man said was originally what he planned to say.
He sat down on the chair angrily, and depressedly took out the cigarette case from the drawer and gave himself a cigarette. After thinking about it, he threw one to the old rich man.
This is the pattern.
The old rich man was stunned for a moment, then he sat down and lit the cigarette with a fire stick, imitating Jia Liu's example.
After taking two puffs, I found that this cigarette is really good and I don’t cough while smoking it.
While he was smoking, Jia Liu across the table snorted: "Give it back."
The old rich man wondered: "What should I pay you back?"
"My Huozhezi!"
Jia Liu rolled his eyes at the old rich man angrily, thinking how could a high-ranking official in the imperial court obey someone else's lighter.
The old man's face turned red, and he had no choice but to put the huozhezi he had put in his pocket back on the table.
The two of them had nothing to say.
Just like this, you and I smoke one cigarette at a time.
After drawing the fourth stick, the old man couldn't hold it in anymore, and finally broke the silence and said: "Sixth Son, we finally brought down Qianlong. If you and I fight against each other, won't we give Qianlong an advantage? If he turns over,
You and I will never be reincarnated."
This is to hope that the six wise brothers will put the overall situation first and not think about the internal strife between the brothers and the New Qing Dynasty and the Old Qing Dynasty.
That would be of no benefit to either of them, and could lead to the collapse of the good situation, and Qianlong's fake Manchurian overthrow.
"You also know that this situation is great? You also know that you and I worked together to achieve this situation? Then why are you trying to undermine me? The same thing happened last time when the Ministry of Finance donated money. I don't understand. I'll get some money.
What's wrong with you?"
Jia Liu was so filled with hatred that preventing people from getting rich would be killing their parents. I can't do anything to spoil the rich man anymore.
I'm really sorry for this. Let's not talk about the last time I sold my official position. Let's just say that this time, the six sons and my brothers hosted a full moon banquet for their brothers. Isn't it just that they invited more guests? As for your majestic foreman, the Minister of Military Aircraft, issued a notice specifically for this purpose.
What.
Just because of this notice not to be absent from work for no reason, the person Liuzi Xiandi received a lot less gift money.
With his salary of hundreds of millions a year, how many years will it take him to earn it?
"I won't say anything else. It's pointless. Now I'll give you two ways. Either you apologize to me and pay me 1.8 million taels. Even if this matter is exposed, we will still be good brothers in the future. You can do it.
In your central hall, I will be my governor, and we will keep the same. If you are unwilling, then don’t blame me for supporting Lao Fifteen and fighting with you in the ring!"
Jia Liu used the magical skill of snapping his fingers to hit the cigarette butt accurately at the foot of the old rich man.
"You're blackmailing me!"
When the old rich man heard that this kid wanted 1.8 million taels from him, he got angry again and spat in the opposite direction: "When I did this, your kid was still in your father's belly! Mom!"
Damn you, I have turned off my fire in the past few years, but I haven’t put out the stove yet! I dare to beat the emperor, let alone you!"
Teng Teng rolls up his sleeves and wants to do it.
"Old guy, don't be so shameless! I came to the capital for the meeting to give you fucking face. If I didn't give you face, believe it or not, I would mobilize my troops and surround you in the capital!"
Jia Liu, who successfully evaded the hidden weapon, did not roll up his sleeves, because his body was definitely no match for the fat old rich man, so he had to outwit him and quickly pointed his gun at the old rich man.
"If you have the guts, put down your gun and let's fight!"
Lao Fu stamped his feet angrily, wishing he had brought the gun that was in the drawer of the military aircraft office, otherwise he wouldn't be so passive.
"Single challenge? I'm not good enough, I'll try it next time."
Jia Liu looked fearless, "Don't think that I don't dare to mobilize troops. Humph, I asked the Green Camp gang in the capital to fight against the rebels. They may not dare, but I asked them to surround the capital and attack the imperial court. Do you think they dare?"
dare!"
"you!"
The old rich man's face was ashen, but he knew in his heart that the people from the Green Camp of the capital really dared to surround the capital and even attack the capital, because those people had made a bloody fortune with the Japs last time.
Once this soldier sees blood and loses all respect for the imperial court and the Eight Banners, he can do anything.
Reason prompted the old rich man to stop irritating Guiziliu who was opposite him. He calmed down and said in a deep voice: "If you dare to mobilize troops to surround the capital, you are rebelling. When the time comes, I will not be watching you to fight, but everyone in the world will be watching to fight you!"
"Don't bluff me! In the worst case, I'll go up to the mountains to fight guerrillas!"
Jia Liu stood up "Huo" and picked up the waistband that the old man had just loosened. He stared at the old man: "Since the day I was elected as an official, one foot has been in the coffin, and the other has been in the coffin."
You have one foot in the prison! If you are an official, you don’t have this awareness, so you are a shitty official!"
The old man choked at these words and gritted his teeth angrily: "Guiziliu, it's useless for you to be aggressive here. If you have the ability, try to see if you can get out of the capital!"
"Don't try!"
Jia Liu pointed the small gun at the old rich man's chest twice: "Old man, try first to see if you can get out of this house!"
"Hey!"
The old man was so angry that he yanked his clothes off his chest, exposing his furry chest, and leaned the small gun in Jia Liu's hand, spittle flying from his mouth: "If you have the guts, just shoot!
If your rich man screams in pain, you are the one who raised him! Come on, come on, shoot, shoot!"
Jia Liu took a breath of air-conditioning. When it came to cheating, he, who was born in the Han Army Banner, was really not as good as Lao Man, who was born in the Eight Banners of Manchu.
But he is not scared!
Whoever is the coward in this situation is the grandson!
Gritting his teeth, he pressed the muzzle of Bingdongdong's gun directly against the old rich man's heart, with a proud look on his face: "Wen Fu didn't believe that I killed him back then, the two boys from the Fu family didn't believe it even more, Agui, Mingliang didn't believe it either, and finally
It’s not like you don’t know what will happen to you. Old man, you asked for this. When you get down there, go be company with these brothers! I am the protagonist in this Qing Dynasty!”
Before he finished speaking, the old rich man got scared: This kid really dares to kill someone!
The feeling of having a gun pressed against my chest was very unpleasant.
If the old man really shoots him, he will suffer a huge loss.
"Liuzi, don't be like this. If I hadn't helped you suppress it back then, you would have lost your head for collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country. If I hadn't put in a good word for you in Qianlong, how could you have gone to Shandong to quell the rebellion? If it hadn't been for me,
You can become the governor of Zhili and you can be where you are today, all because of your rich brother. You can't burn bridges by crossing the river and be that ungrateful white-eyed wolf. If there is anything we can't say between you and me, we have to use knives and guns.
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The old rich man became discouraged and began to play the emotional card.
"Wouldn't it be fine if you had been like this?"
Jia Liu also refused to take the hard way. He put the small gun on his waistband again and snorted: "Without me, you wouldn't be where you are today! Between you and me, if we work together, we will both benefit, and if we divide, we will lose. We can only
You are collaborating, collaborating, and working together. Don’t blame me for not warning you. If you dare to try to trip me up again, then I will really fall out!"
"Yes, yes, all the mistakes are my brother's fault."
The old rich man has a pretty good attitude.
Jia Liu said yes a few times. He didn't hold grudges. As long as the old man realized his mistakes and corrected them, he could still be allowed to continue to lead the Qing Dynasty.
The old man was still a little worried: "Liu Zi, do you really want to praise Lao Fifteen?"
"What do you think?"
Jia Liu rolled his eyes at the old rich man and said, "If I don't get this kid here, how can you, old guy, come here?"
"Yes Yes."
The old rich man laughed dryly: "We agreed to support the Twelve. The emperor's secret edict was also revised by you yourself, so you can't just keep your word."
Jia Liu was too lazy to answer: "As long as your rich dad supports you, it's enough if you don't need me as an uncle."
Hearing this, the old rich man refused to agree and said dissatisfied: "What are you talking about? I don't belong to the imperial court alone. If Twelve really becomes the emperor, how can I do without you as my uncle?"
"Come on, if he doesn't chop off my head, I will burn incense,"
Jia Liu changed the subject: "When will the money arrive?"
"what money?"
The old rich man was stunned.
"Old guy, don't be pretentious."
Jia Liu patted the small gun on his waist.
The rich man suddenly cried: "Liuzi, brother, I am so poor that I have sold my property for the sake of the Qing Dynasty. How can I have so much money to compensate you? Otherwise, I will make a mockery of all the officials?"
"A sample?"
Jia Liu wondered how the old rich man was doing this, so he saw the old rich man pulling him to open the door, and in front of the stunned crowd outside the house, he took out a banknote and stuffed it into Jia Liu's hands with a smile on his face: "I came in a hurry and didn't bring it with me."
What a gift, these ten thousand taels should be regarded as my heartfelt gift, please don’t refuse, my consort."
Ten thousand taels?
Jia Liu thought to himself that the old rich man was too stingy, but something was better than nothing, so he forced a smile and accepted it, but when he took a closer look, he saw that the 10,000-tael silver note was nothing, it was just a white note.
Paper.
It's my sister's 40th birthday today. As a younger brother, Bones is going to attend her birthday party. I only have one update today. I'm sorry.