In this late night of history, history created an excellent opportunity for the Qing Dynasty.
Jia Liu died and the Qing Dynasty was rejuvenated.
This late night was also the most dangerous experience for Jia Liu, who had been tested on the battlefield for a long time.
It was even more thrilling than trying to set fire to attack the army commander at Muguomu Camp.
Because, at that time, he would still have a chance to escape. At worst, Cong Shan, who was in Jinchuan, would insist on guerrilla fighting with the bandits.
Now, there is nowhere to run.
Fuck your mother!
Faced with the threat of the plainclothes short-gun team created by Lao Fuxue himself, what can Jia Liu do? He can't just shout to Lao Fu, "Kill me, Jaap Liu." Will there be tens of thousands of Jaap Liu to settle the score with you?
In fact, this is indeed the case. At least Zu Yingyuan, Wang Fu, Chang Bingzhong, Yang Yuchun, Zhang Dabiao, Demu, and Zamul will definitely attack the capital because the death of Guiziliu will cause unimaginable consequences.
The consequences of the disaster will even cause the imperial court to settle accounts with the Eight Banners of the Han Army.
It involves the lives of the whole family, and they have to fight if they don't fight.
What's more, they are not fighting alone, there is also a Xinghan Army that has caused trouble in Huguang and even the governor of Huguang surrendered.
If Jia Liu had not been reluctant to destroy the lives of his people and the country's vitality was severely damaged, so he forcibly suppressed the scale of the war, the Xinghan Army would have rushed out of Huguang and destroyed the entire south.
But even though there were many successors, Jia Liu just didn't dare to sacrifice himself.
He was not interested in exchanging money with the old rich man or dying together with Qianlong.
Because he is the eternal beacon of the Qing Dynasty.
This light cannot be extinguished!
Therefore, he wisely raised his hands and moved 360 degrees to shout to the old rich bodyguards: "Brothers, don't shoot, don't shoot!"
Thinking about it, it's not a good idea to shout like this. It makes people feel that he, Batulu, is a bit timid, so he shouted again: "If you really want to shoot, just shoot at me alone, don't hurt my brothers!"
As soon as these words were shouted, the situation suddenly enlarged.
The expressions of Deputy Director Ding, Captain Bao, and the Sauron bodyguards who originally felt embarrassed suddenly became excited.
"Your Mightiness,"
Baozhu wanted to rush to the president and block his gun.
He would rather die than act as a backer for the President.
"do not come!"
Jia Liu subconsciously made a STOP gesture to stop Baozhu, who might have triggered gunfire. Then he gritted his teeth and turned to look at the old rich man. He forced a smile out of extreme shame and gave the old rich man a smile.
Talking look: "Brother, can we have a chat in the room?"
"You seemed to have called me Lao Fu just now."
The old rich man looked very much like the old man who successfully attacked the goalkeeper and scored the winning goal. He got what he wanted, he got what he wanted!
He didn't expect that this kid Guiziliu would fall into his hands one day.
Thinking about all the past grievances, I really wanted to have this kid stripped naked, drip him with candles, and then have him call me daddy.
"Brother, longevity means old. Little brother, I respectfully call you old rich. It means wishing you longevity. Don't think too much!"
Jia Liu had to explain the misunderstanding and said that he also called Daquan "Lao Jia" at home.
"Is it?"
The old rich man rolled his eyes and smiled, "Xiao Jia, do you think I, your rich brother, will believe your nonsense?"
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The old rich man's villainous demeanor was so angry that Jia Liu wanted to give him a slap in the face. However, the situation was stronger than others, so he could only laugh and said: "Brother, I have humbled myself to this point, so don't care about me like this.
Between us brothers, who is following whom? Wealth cannot be separated from Jia, and Jia cannot be separated from wealth. Wolves cannot be separated from misfortune, foxes cannot be separated from dogs, and birds cannot be separated from beasts. If we work together, we will both benefit, but if we divide, we will lose. Old rich, have you forgotten that we were together?
Did you make the oath?"
The last sentence is the key point.
That old devil Qianlong is not dead yet.
"Yep,"
The old rich man nodded with a smile on his face, and suddenly asked Liu Zi: "Are you happy?"
"ah?"
Jia Liu looked as if someone had cut off his lifeblood with scissors: Fuck your mother, what line!
Damn it, couldn’t the prime minister and the head of the feudal territory have a thought-provoking conversation that would be passed down through the ages and be required for future generations of middle school students to memorize?
"You are definitely not happy, but I am very happy. I have never been happier. Really, Liuzi, I didn't lie to you."
The old rich man walked up to Jia Liu with a look on his face as if he was going to kill you, reached out and patted his shoulder, "But you can't imagine the old rich man's happiness."
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Jia Liu's face was alternately green and white, red and purple.
It’s over, he has become a supporting role, and the rich man has become the protagonist!
If I had known earlier I wouldn't have come.
But when people are under the eaves, they have to bow their heads.
Still Baba said: "As long as the eldest brother is happy, can you give me another chance?"
"Opportunity? The host is all yours, what more chance do you need?"
The old rich man just took a magnifying glass and looked at the face of the six-child wise brother, because the boy's little expression made him happy.
"No, no, the host is still yours, big brother. I am nothing like that, little brother!"
Jia Liuyi beat his chest and vowed, "I will go back and tell the brothers that the host of our mutual aid association can only be you, Brother Fu. I won't agree to anyone else!"
"oh."
With a long drawl, the old man looked at Liu Zi with a playful expression, but didn't react.
Jia Liu was anxious: "Brother, brother, I was wrong. I was really wrong. Why don't I kneel down to you?"
As he spoke, Jia Liu knelt down.
"Don't worry, aren't you shortening my life? Why don't you?"
The old rich man felt something hard pressing against him. When he looked down, his face twitched and then he blushed: Damn, I was careless.
It wasn't Guiziliu's gun that was pointing at him, but a dagger that was pointing at him.
"Put it away, what's going on? Aren't these things between you and me a joke to make others laugh? Come on, let's go into the house with the rich man and have a chat. I have tribute tea just sent from Anhui. Oh, yes, there is one more
It contains Huangshan Square Seal, the smoke is good, and you won’t cough when you smoke it.”
"Is it from this year?"
"Sure, I won't take it if it's not this year."
"Well, if it doesn't work, don't blame me for getting angry."
The two brothers hooked their shoulders and crossed their backs, smiling and walking in unison before disappearing in front of everyone.
"this?"
Namutu thought for a moment and waved to the guards at the bottom of the wall: "It's over, it's over."
Then, Captain Ding waved to Deputy Director Ding, who was stunned, and said, "Have you eaten?"
Deputy Director Ding touched his forehead: "I have eaten, but I am hungry again."
"Let's go, I have hot pot over there, let's cook it for a while."
"become!"
Several people happily went to have a meal.
In the study room, the old rich man was very dissatisfied that his sixth son was still holding a dagger against him, and he said unhappily: "The National Congress is about to be held, and we should be unanimous in dealing with the outside world. What's the point of you plotting against me here, and me plotting against you?"
It’s better to advance the plot quickly and leave my line alone. Is it going to be strong?”
Jia Liu snorted: "You almost scared me to death. What happened if I stood up to you for a while?"
"You also know that I'm trying to scare you. Is this going to end? Take the dagger away. What if you get angry?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and weakly pushed the dagger on his old bird, "Do you think I'm really scared? With your skills, let me tell you, I can turn over with a kite, and take you down with a black tiger.
I'm just afraid that outsiders will laugh at me, so I won't care about you. If we really fight, it's not like you don't know how powerful I am."
While talking, he opened the drawer and handed the mutual aid association's seal and account book wrapped in red cloth into the hands of Sixth Son Xiandi.
"I asked you last time, don't think that I can't beat you, I am Unengyibaturu."
Jia Liu opened the red cloth, checked to make sure it was correct, and put the things in his arms. Then he put away the dagger and asked the old rich man: "By the way, can the emperor come out and say a few words during the meeting?"