This question made the old rich man who was making tea shake his hands and said somewhat unhappy: "The emperor is seriously ill. The Imperial Hospital said that the emperor should take shelter from the wind and cold to recuperate during this period. Therefore, during the national meeting, the imperial court has decided that Prince Li Yongchen will act as the emperor.
Host, the results of the meeting will be prepared in a memorial when the Military Aircraft Office arrives and submitted to the Emperor for his approval."
The implication is impossible, don't even think about it.
After hearing this, Jia Liu thought to himself that Mr. Se only knows one-third of an acre of his own land, and he is content to have Prince An as the hereditary and irreplaceable hat king. Now, isn't it just you Fulhun who has the final say in the court?
In fact, he didn't want Qianlong to make an appearance, but what He Shen said was right. Now that Lao Fu's stock is bullish, Qianlong has continued to fall, making the Baolong project almost impossible to carry out. If Qianlong doesn't even show up for this meeting of princes and ministers,
If it is bright, I am afraid that the project will become yellowish.
Therefore, for our own benefit, we have to let the market smell the good news about Qianlong.
When buying a house, should I buy it if it goes up or if it goes down?
Of course, you can't tell the rich man directly.
Letting the Fourth Japs come out to show off is also to give him a hope. In this case, when this hope is shattered again, the expression of the Fourth Japs will be very interesting.
Jia Liu's work now focuses on politics and worldliness, not on killing.
He didn't even have the intention to behead Qianlong at Lacaishikou. Instead, he planned to ask Qianlong to go to Tailing to see the tomb after he ascended the throne. He would sweep up the fallen leaves with a broom, plant vegetables on the tomb, and go to the ticket office to talk to people in his spare time.
Chatting and taking photos, life is full of flavor, warmth and human touch.
There is no need to kill people.
Taking the tea bowl handed by the old rich man, he said casually: "In this national parliament meeting, I think we can't talk to ourselves. We have to let the emperor say a few words. He is the emperor anyway, how can there be such an important meeting?
If the emperor does not attend, what will the people of the world think and see?"
Jia Liu hoped that the old rich man could be more relaxed. This restart of the meeting of princes and ministers that had been suspended for decades was essentially his democratic attempt for the Qing Dynasty.
It’s not about setting up a stage and letting the old rich take the lead.
"You want the emperor to come out so much, is it possible that you have an affair with him?"
The old rich man hummed slightly, picked up the tea bowl and blew on it.
What I brewed was Qianlong's favorite Anhui tribute tea "Liu'an Guapian". It had just been delivered to the Ministry of Internal Affairs the day before yesterday, and was packed back by the wealthy old man.
The imperial doctor said that the emperor's body is not suitable for drinking tea.
It would be great to have a bowl of it cold and boiled every day.
Jia Liu didn't like this and said with an aggrieved look: "Brother, where did you go? I am completely infatuated with you, my loyalty is as clear as the sun and the moon, and the world can learn from it. To say the least, I did it with my own hands, Your Majesty.
Can I get him out again? Then who have I become?"
After saying that, he picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. Well, it tasted really good, even better than the Yuqian Longjing he drank.
I habitually bring the opened tea bag to my face, tie it up again, and stuff it into my pocket to take it home and taste it slowly.
The old rich man was not as stingy as Jia Liu. He even asked for the lighter without raising his eyelids. He just laughed and said: "Then who knows, don't you have a secret skill passed down from your family?"
"Brother, it's boring to talk about this,"
Jia Liu changed his usual pride and blushed for the rare moment.
The old rich man warmed his hands with a tea bowl and looked at Liuzi opposite him seriously: "To be honest, is it your intention to let the emperor come out, or is it their intention?"
Jia Liu was confused: "Which one of them?"
The old rich man hummed slightly: "You know what you are doing."
Jia Liu quickly shook his head: "This is what I meant, it has nothing to do with the meeting."
This is the truth.
The old rich man said unhappily: "The emperor is ill and cannot come out."
"Brother, there are no outsiders here. I don't know if the emperor is sick?"
All this time, Qianlong was not sick, but it was the old rich man and the perverted uncle who insisted that Qianlong was sick for the sake of profit.
If the current situation continues, Qianlong may still be ill for a few more years.
There is no way, he needs to be sick from top to bottom.
The emperor is not sick, the only one who is sick is the court.
The old rich man said nothing.
"Brother, after all, the emperor is the emperor and the co-leader of the Eight Banners. Isn't it a bit unreasonable for the emperor not to attend such a grand event as the National Assembly? Let me tell you from the bottom of my heart, as long as people carry the emperor's name for a day, there are many things in the legal system.
You can't get past him."
Jia Liu persuaded him earnestly and insisted on letting Qianlong come out to show his face. After all, they did not deprive him of his representative qualifications.
The old rich man was unmoved.
"Brother, it has been almost a year since the palace turmoil. How many court meetings has the emperor attended in this year, and how many times have the courtiers seen him? To be honest, rumors are spreading very hard outside. I heard them even in Zhili.
There are a lot of rumors."
"What rumor?"
"It is said that the emperor actually died a long time ago, but this is false in the palace."
"absurd!"
"It is also said that the emperor was controlled by you and wholesaled several pieces of clothing and belt edicts, blood letters and so on. It is also said that the emperor actually passed away long ago. Brother, you did not announce the funeral for your own selfish interests. What you said is serious, what is the legend of the little eunuch?
When I came out, Yongshou Palace smelled like salted fish in the summer."
"What nonsense!"
The old rich man couldn't listen anymore and put the tea bowl heavily on the table, splashing tea leaves all over Jia Liu's face.
"Stop making this up. If you hadn't made this up, I would have called you Ama!"
After being exposed by the old rich man, Jia Liu did not blush. Instead, he stared at the old rich man and said, "Yes, I made these up, but do you really think there are no rumors outside?"
The old rich man groaned.
Jia Liu patiently persuaded: "Let the emperor come out and say a few words. Firstly, it can break the rumors outside; secondly, it can also establish the image of the eldest brother as the Optimus Pillar; thirdly, it can also be used to determine the identity of the twelfth elder brother."
The position of crown prince."
Hearing this, the old rich man's expression changed: "What do you mean?"
"I have said that my heart is for my eldest brother. Wealth cannot be separated from Jia, and Jia cannot be separated from wealth. Therefore, whatever brother wants to do, I will support him with both hands."
Jia Liu expressed his feelings.
The old rich man was a little moved: "You mean to take this opportunity to let the emperor announce the twelfth elder brother as the prince in public?"
Huh?
Jia Liu was a little puzzled. His original intention was to say that when Qianlong came out to make his appearance, Lao Twelve was standing beside him. A few beautiful words between father and son would give the world the impression that the emperor was interested in Lao Twelve. He did not say
This is how we declare Lao Twelve to be the crown prince.
Unexpectedly, Lao Fu scored 120 points in reading comprehension.
"this."
It was Jia Liuzhi's turn.
"Yes, it's time to declare Yong Cang as the crown prince."
The old man climbed along the pole, with an excited look on his face. The six sons reminded him rightly that the National Congress was not only a grand meeting of the Qing Dynasty, but also the best opportunity to confirm Yong Cang as the crown prince.
Jia Liu was anxious and wanted to remind the old man that secretly setting up a prince was the system established by the Qing Dynasty. But just as he was about to speak, the old man raised his hand and pointed at him: "Didn't they recommend you to be the host? You just need to
You can get them to support Twelve as the crown prince, and during the meeting of princes and ministers, you, the devil, sit in front!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Liu stood up excitedly: "Fuck your mother, do you mean what you say?"