Chapter 710 I Really Shed Blood for the Qing Dynasty!
Chapter 710 I really shed blood for the Qing Dynasty!
In the Forbidden City, when the Qianqing Palace of a generation was suddenly attacked by hostile elements, the stepmother of the family, Aunt Zhao, also discovered that something was wrong.
The guards who had been guarding the door of the mansion for the past few days suddenly disappeared and left without even saying hello.
Confused, she quickly told her husband, Daquan, who was playing with their children.
"Is this happening?"
Daquan carried his young son to the gate and took a look. Sure enough, all the soldiers who were guarding here were gone, and even the guards living in the neighboring courtyards had all disappeared.
"Liuzi has gone back? Didn't he go to the palace for a meeting? Why did he leave so suddenly? Does this brat still think of me as his father? He didn't say a word when he came, and he didn't say a word when he left. It's so stupid. You’ve raised him in vain!”
Daquan, who was puzzled, came to the entrance of the alley and found that all the security guards originally deployed here had also withdrawn. Iron fences, horse-blocking poles and other security equipment seemed to have evaporated out of thin air overnight.
My heart suddenly felt empty, and I always felt that something was missing from my life, and I couldn't adapt to it.
"If I knew that brat did this to me, I shouldn't have shot him out!"
Daquan felt angry, and soon thought that his eldest son's ability to host a full-moon banquet for his brother this time had given him enough face. He also recognized Aunt Zhao's identity as stepmother, and gave him and his wife a lot of money. Gradually, He also calmed down and comforted himself that Liu Zi might really have important business to go back to, so he didn't have time to inform his father.
Thinking that today was the memorial day for his father, Zuwang, he asked his wife to cook some dishes. Later, he and Baoyu would put incense sticks and burn some paper money for his grandfather, so as not to miss out on food and drink.
Aunt Zhao quickly agreed and went to the kitchen to make arrangements.
Not long after, a table of dishes was placed on the table, with four plates and six pots, looking delicious and delicious.
In addition to being very handsome and very tall, Aunt Zhao is really a good manager of the family. Her cooking is so good that Daquan's cooking is so good that he has no intention of going out to look for flowers.
Sure enough, if you keep a man's stomach, you can keep a man's body.
Since marrying Aunt Zhao into the family, Daquan has gained a lot of weight. No matter from the front, side or back, he looks like a rich man.
In addition, the eldest son was so ambitious that he became the Minister of Border Affairs at a young age, which made Daquan, not only the Zhenglan Banner of the Han Army, but also the entire Eight Banners of the Han Army, a unique existence.
Wherever I go, I am called "Master Jia!"
After Aunt Zhao had prepared the food, she tidied up the place briefly, and then carried the infant Baoyu to the room where the Jia family's ancestral tablets were enshrined.
"Dad, my son has brought your grandson here to kowtow to you!"
Daquan respectfully kowtowed to his father's memorial tablet and muttered a few more words, hoping that his ancestors would ensure the prosperity of the Jia family, that the eldest son would have a successful official career, and that the youngest son would grow up safely.
At the end of the ceremony, he handed the treasure jade to his wife Zhao with a smile, and went to the main room to have a drink. Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat down, someone knocked on the door outside the courtyard.
"Shuan Zhu, go and have a look."
Daquan instinctively called Shuan Zhu, and then realized that Shuan Zhu was not at home for a long time, so he went to open the door.
"Who?"
As soon as the door opened, Daquan saw a group of smiling officials.
They were all from the capital's Yamen, and the leaders were Lao Ma, Zhang Jing, the Yinfang, and Zhao Guodong, a distant relative of Hufang.
"Master Jia, I'm so happy, so happy!"
Ma and Zhao didn't even go in, so they congratulated Daquan directly. A group of government officials who came with them also said good things and were very happy.
"Overjoyed?"
The performance of the Yamen gang made Daquan look puzzled: Why is this so exciting?
"Daquan. Mr. Jia, what a happy event, a huge happy event! The Dutong Yamen just received a call from the Zongren Mansion, saying that they will send someone to your home tomorrow to register the jade certificate!"
Zhao Guodong looked at Daquan with a happy face, and he could see that this distant relative of the Jia family was happy for Daquan from the bottom of his heart.
Because his family is distantly related to the Jia family, Daquan and his son have suddenly become members of the royal family. Doesn’t that mean that the Zhao family is also a member of the royal family!
Even if you don't get much glory, there is still some respect in saying this.
Daquan was even more confused after hearing this: "Don't tell me, what is the registration certificate? What is the joy?"
"Master Jia doesn't know something,"
Ma Zhangjing quickly explained that the jade certificate was a special list of the clan's children in the clan's mansion, and anyone who was on the jade certificate was a member of the royal family.
".That is to say, Mr. Jia, your surname will no longer be Jia, but Aixinjueluo, the same surname as our Qing emperor!"
As soon as Ma Zhangjing finished speaking, a group of clerks from the yamen came clamoring for money.
Neighbors heard the commotion and came over to watch the excitement. When people from the Dutong Yamen said that the Jia family would be a royal family in the future, my dear, I can’t say that the scene was a sea of people, with gongs and drums noisy, red flags waving, and people cheering and horses cheering.
, the occasion was unprecedented.
Jia Liu, who was holding the child, and his stepmother Aunt Zhao also came over. When she understood what the people in the yamen were saying, her chest was heaving with excitement. She was so happy that she almost held her husband's head to his chest to let him eat well.
Already.
I really didn't make a mistake at the beginning. This coward was really a potential stock with an astonishing rise.
Aixinjueluo Baoyu?
The more Aunt Zhao thought about it, the happier she became, and she felt wet when she was happy.
However, no one noticed that the person's mind was completely blank.
"What? My last name is Aixinjueluo?!"
Daquan was confused and could not digest this shocking information for a moment.
Ma Zhangjing told the news that Daquan's father, Zuwang, was not the son of Master Jia, Fugong of the Han Dynasty, but was actually the son of Prince Duduo of Yu, who was good at conquering and fighting in the early days of the country.
This matter has been confirmed by the Zongren Mansion, so according to the rules, the Zongren Mansion will send someone to register the household registration for the Jia family tomorrow, and directly promote the Jia family from the Zhenglan Banner of the Han Army to the Xiangbai Banner of Manchuria. From now on, it will be the Zhenger Bajing.
A descendant of the clan.
"Master Jia, once your household registration book has been changed, you look like Master Baylor!"
Some people in the crowd booed.
But the coaxing makes perfect sense.
Because Master Jia and his son are vying for the hat king in the palace. This son becomes the prince of Heshuo. No matter what I do, I have to be awarded Dorobelle.
"Master Belle?!"
Daquan stared blankly at the congratulatory crowd in front of him with wide eyes, and was shocked inside.
"It's Lord Baylor, that's right!"
Zhao Guodong smiled and emphasized again. This time Daquan responded. He clapped his hands with joy and laughed: "I am Lord Baylor, I am Lord Baylor!"
As he said this, his vision suddenly went dark, and he stumbled backwards and fell to the ground, clenching his teeth, and fell unconscious on the spot.
"It's bad, Lord Beile is over happily!"
The people who announced the good news did not expect that Jabeil could not bear the good news. They all panicked and stepped forward to help Jabeil up. Those with quick legs and feet quickly went to the kitchen to bring water to Jabele.
Shaking his head, shaking his head.
After some resuscitation, Jabel woke up leisurely, but what surprised everyone was that Jabel went crazy. He jumped up, shouted that I am Lord Baylor, and ran outside like crazy.
go.
"Master Baylor is crazy, stop him quickly, hurry up!"
Upon seeing this, everyone hurried forward and hugged Jabel. During the struggle, Jabel fell again and ended up sitting in a bucket of water. His braids came loose and he was soaked all over.
"Daquan, Daquan, hey, my God, how can this be so good? Lord Shilaobele, it makes my husband crazy with joy."
Aunt Zhao saw her husband going crazy like this, crying and crying while holding her infant son.
"Old Ma, it's broken. Daquanle is going crazy. If we look back, his little six will know that he won't be able to skin us all!"
Zhao Guodong was so anxious that he jumped up and down.
As soon as he said this, the onlookers were also panicked, especially the gang of petty officials running errands who came to ask for money.
Lao Ma was also frightened. He knew that Jia Daquan's eldest son had become the hat king candidate. If that boy became the hat king of the Qing Dynasty, would he be able to spare them and those who drove the hat king Ama crazy?
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At this time, a Baitang'a in the crowd interrupted and said: "I have an idea to help Mr. Beile wake up, but I don't know if it is feasible?"
Lao Ma said angrily: "When have you said anything about whether it will work or not? Hurry up and tell me what to do!"
The Baitang Ada said: "I think Jabel was just overjoyed and phlegm came up and he was confused. So just find the person he is most afraid of and slap him in the mouth, and maybe Jabel will wake up."
"Yeah!"
The onlookers all agreed and thought this method was effective.
Lao Ma thought for a while, but he could only treat the dead horse as a live doctor, so he asked Zhao Guodong: "You are a relative of Mr. Baylor's family, and you are familiar with his family. Who do you think Mr. Baylor is most afraid of?"
"Who are you afraid of?"
Zhao Guodong was in trouble. He didn't know who Daquan was usually afraid of. Lao Ma was so anxious that he thought about one and couldn't help but murmured: "It seems that Mr. Baylor is most afraid of Liu Zi."
Lao Ma quickly asked: "Who is Liuzi?"
Zhao Guodong hesitated and whispered: "That's his eldest son."
"ah?"
Lao Ma was stunned, and all the errand boys who came to please him were also stunned: I'm afraid of my son? Isn't this going to be a thunderstorm?
Qianqing Palace.
A showdown between justice and evil is underway.
"Four years ago, when I single-handedly fought a bloody battle with thousands of thieves, where were you, Wang Jie!"
"Three years ago, when I was wearing armor and holding a mao and climbing the big blockhouse, where was I, Wang Jie!"
"Two years ago, when I led the soldiers on the canal front to attack the stronghold, where were you, Wang Jie!"
"One year ago, when I risked my life and led my soldiers to fight against the rebellious group and shed blood for the sake of the emperor, where were you Wang Jie!"
"Where were you, Wang Jie, when I was trapped in a tight situation and bit off my fingers to write my will?"
"When I led the Eight Banners athletes to sweep away the enemy troops in the mountains, where were you, Wang Jie!"
"When I was trying to turn the tide in the chaos, where were you, Wang Jie!"
"When Dongling encountered a flood that had never happened in a century, and I jumped into the flood regardless of life and death, where were you Wang Jie!"
"In the battle of Linqing, when I was forced to throw myself into the river by the religious bandits, where were you, Wang Jie!"
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Twenty rhetorical questions, Jia Liu's voice was loud and impassioned, and it can be said that it lingered around for three days, with lingering echoes.
Touching the heart and making people cry.
Make the righteous people share the same hatred with the enemy, and make the reactionaries feel like mourning their heirs!
Looking at Wang Jie across from him, whose upright look was no less than his own, Jia Liu was not afraid at all.
Because everything he said is true.
He really shed blood and made meritorious service for the Qing Dynasty!