Chapter 942: The Supreme Emperor Is Not a Good Thing
Inside the luxury carriage with 001 license plate from the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
The Emperor, the Prince Regent, and the Prime Minister sat upright, carrying out sand table deductions with anxious expressions.
Voice-over reminder: The director has limited funds. For details, please see the scene of the war criminals in Gongdelin summarizing the war after the war, blaming each other for refusing to rescue.
As the results of the sand table deduction became clear, time seemed to stand still and space seemed to solidify.
In Nuoda's carriage, only the Prince Regent kept lamenting and sighing, as if the old man had died.
"You are so angry! What a fool! If you and the rich man hadn't betrayed me back then, how could we have allowed Guiziliu to become bigger!"
Qianlong was very angry, and Sehentu's sighs made his originally gloating mood gradually turn into a bad one.
"None of my business!"
Uncle Se was obviously unconvinced. He pointed at Qianlong and cursed angrily: "If you, the blind man, hadn't promoted that boy to the first-class imperial guard and married him off to Princess Xin's palace, how could he have overtaken him in a corner?"
"Didn't I tell Guiziliu to lie to me?"
Qianlong looked aggrieved and at the same time full of anger.
Just now Brother Fu told him that the Japanese Six did not risk their lives from behind enemy lines, but bought them all with money. They also colluded with the thieves to assassinate the Qing Dynasty's most powerful general, Hai Lancha, and even Marshal Wen Fu died.
After holding his hand, I almost fainted with hatred.
It can be said that what he is today is entirely his own fault.
Unfortunately, we didn’t know everything until the end.
Sad, so sad.
"Deserve it!"
Uncle Se also gave the most appropriate evaluation without mercy.
"Do I deserve it?"
Qianlong was so angry that he laughed and gave the uncle a hard "bah": "Why are you so happy? Everyone is the same now. If the ship sinks, no one can even think of running away!"
After saying that, he blew the dust off his Hanfu clothes.
A white vest with the word "prison" written in large letters on the front of the chest.
Mr. Se was stunned when he heard the words "Qianlong". Looking at the vest on his body, he was also speechless for a while.
"Okay, okay, what's there to argue about? When it comes to responsibility, everyone has a share. Don't laugh at a hundred steps. If you have such a spirited person to quarrel, you might as well sleep."
The old rich man felt extremely peaceful now and just wanted to take a good nap in the car, because he really hadn't had a sound sleep in several days.
The mind is tired and the body is even more tired.
When the old man said this, both Qianlong and Mr. Se felt hurt. They looked at each other with infinite loneliness on their faces.
Is their era over like this?
Qianlong felt the most uncomfortable. He also knew that reality could not be changed, but looking at Uncle Se's traitorous face, he was still furious. He couldn't help but pointed at him and cursed:
"Just now in the Yangxin Hall, I begged you to give me a chance. What did you say? Hey, you said you were an undercover agent. Now it's okay. Come with me... I want to see if Guiziliu recognizes you.
This direct cousin!"
His words were full of ridicule and sarcasm.
"Are you fucking done?"
Uncle Se got angry with his shouting and tried to scare Qianlong with his handcuffed hands: "If you keep chirping at me, I'll punch you to death!"
"You come!"
Qianlong was not intimidated.
"Come on, come on!"
Of course Mr. Se is not a coward, none of them is a coward!
A solid punch hit Qianlong's right eye.
"You really came!"
Qianlong was angry.
Uncle Se was a little surprised: "Damn it, you didn't ask me to come!"
"Your uncle's!"
Qianlong rushed forward without saying a word, and then he and Uncle Se hugged each other in the carriage, punching and kicking each other.
“Let’s have fun, let’s have fun, don’t take pictures in the carriage!”
As a peacemaker, the old rich man must persuade him, but he couldn't persuade him. He simply stepped aside and gave up the battlefield to ensure that he would not suffer any disaster.
When the Emperor and the Prince Regent were fighting fiercely, there was a sound of slapping outside the carriage, and then a big head stuck out.
It's Lao Ji.
Looking at Qianlong who was being ridden by the perverted uncle, and then at the old rich man who was sitting on the edge watching the excitement, Lao Ji couldn't help but shake his head and muttered: "What the hell."
The head shrank back again.
I don't have time to pay attention to these three trophies.
Because he was anxious to deliver the spoils of war to the Six Emperors.
This is the result of greed!
For this reason, he and Queenie, who had just been released from prison in the Ministry of Punishment, almost had a fight, and no one was willing to back down.
There was no other way. Later, under the auspices of Yuan Shoudong, Liang Guozhi and Qinggui, Lao Ji and Queenie started drawing lots.
The result of drawing lots was that Lao Ji was responsible for leading the escort;
Queenie stayed in Beijing to take charge of the overall situation, waiting for the arrival of His Majesty the Emperor.
Since he had sworn in front of the three nuns beforehand, whoever reneged on his oath would be the puppy, so Queenie had no choice but to watch the greedy power slip through the cracks of her fingers.
But then I thought about it, it seemed good to stay in Beijing and take charge of the overall situation.
Because there are lots of gold, money, houses, cars, and women!
Inside the carriage, calm returned again.
Qianlong felt very embarrassed. The prostitute just looked at him with endless ridicule, which hurt his self-esteem.
The rich man also felt that it was too embarrassing, and he never expected that in the end Ji Xiaolan, a bastard, would become a Grand Slam winner.
I really hate it.
Uncle Se was a little indignant and whispered: "What is Ji Xiaolan so proud of? Even if I fall, I will still be a relative of the emperor, and I will still be his master!"
"Um?"
Qianlong and the old rich both looked at Uncle Se.
"You're watching what I'm doing, aren't you?"
Uncle Se was too lazy to say anything to the two of them, so he leaned back in the carriage and closed his eyes.
That's right.
As far as Qianlong was concerned, he was a member of the royal family.
As far as the Sixth Emperor is concerned, the clan may not be mentioned, but it is certain that he is a relative of the emperor.
The Supreme Emperor is his direct cousin!
One representative, break the bones and connect the tendons.
The carriage continued to roll forward, and unknowingly, the three trophies fell asleep under the bumps, achieving a brief period of peace in the carriage.
I don't know when the carriage stopped.
The three people who were sleeping soundly were awakened by the sound of slapping outside the car, and then they saw a very familiar head peeking in from the car window.
It's Guiziliu!
It’s the eldest nephew!
It’s a good brother!
Different psychological voices for the same character imply different moods of the three people.
"Coming?"
Jia Liu happily looked at the three trophies in the carriage, and then politely threw a cigarette to each of them. He didn't know whether he forgot or was too excited and neglected to give them a cigarette.
Just when he was about to say a few words, Lao Ji mysteriously pulled His Majesty aside and said that he had something important to report.
"You have worked hard in Beijing, and I see everything you do. Don't worry, I can't treat you badly."
Jia Liu was very satisfied with Lao Ji's performance. He spoke highly of him and asked if there was anything important he wanted to report separately.
Lao Ji first looked around and confirmed that there was no ear behind the partition wall. Then he leaned close to His Majesty the Emperor and whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, I suspect that the Supreme Emperor is colluding with the Erotic Tu and wants to subvert the Emperor's country."