Nine hundred and fortieth chapters, I would rather die than surrender to a good old man
The problem of Lao Fu is fundamentally different from that of Qianlong.
The relationship between Jia and Chen was a conflict between ourselves and the enemy, and the reform revolution was caused by different lines. Therefore, one of the two people must step down, and there is no room for maneuver.
There is an internal conflict between Jia Fu and the brothers' antagonism caused by the uneven distribution of spoils, so there is still room for negotiation.
If the rich man had not been obsessed with supporting his godson, but had followed Liu Zi's virtuous brother wholeheartedly, waving flags, shouting, playing and singing, considering Jia Liu's character, he would have given others the title of a county king.
The UK, the US, France and Germany are all OK, they are all big countries and absolutely open and bright.
Even if the old rich want the names of Burma, Annan, and Nepal, the three great powers surrounding the Qing Dynasty, it is not impossible.
But now, a noble master is about to lead the army and people of the Qing Dynasty into a new era.
One is reduced to a prisoner, living in fear and fear, not knowing at which moment his life will end.
It's really fate that makes people happy.
Facts have proven that being with the wrong person can be really fatal.
Recalling the past years when the two of them killed Agui together, took the prison car to Beijing together, and conspired to force the palace to be imprisoned, Jia Liu felt really sad and sad.
But that didn't stop him from taking the time to change his outfit.
It means that everything the emperor needs to wear is put on his body.
The bright yellow dragon robe is paired with an auspicious crown, and a yellow belt is tied around the waist. Finally, a string of beads is hung around the neck, and the whole scene opens up in an instant.
This dragon robe is new and belongs to Qianlong, but Qianlong never wore it and has been kept in the manufacturing office.
The night before the Minister of Internal Affairs Jin Jian led the army to the expedition, he went to the Yangxin Palace Building Office to steal it.
Because Qianlong's figure was a bit fatter than that of the Sixth Emperor, Master Jin spent the whole night using needlework under an oil lamp to make it smaller.
I changed it by myself, and my daughter-in-law didn't even let her help me.
It turned out to be just right when worn on the Six Emperors!
There is handsomeness in the uprightness, naturalness in the handsomeness, mightiness in the handsomeness, and benevolence and righteousness in the mightyness.
I have to say that Jin Jian, the brother-in-law of Emperor Qianlong, was very attentive and completely captured the aesthetics of the Six Emperors.
Jia Liu changed his clothes in such a grand manner, objectively speaking, it was a sign of respect for the old rich man.
Emotionally speaking, you have to act cool in front of the rich man.
After he looked in the mirror and was quite satisfied, he asked the attendant room to play his own BGM.
It's the exclusive music that starts with "Beng Beng Beng", then the rivers and the sky rise high, and it's time for your eyes to light up.
In the cheerful atmosphere, the old rich man came.
He came in wearing traditional Hanfu just like Qianlong.
As soon as he came in, he looked at the six wise brothers in dragon robes with extremely complicated eyes.
The entire emotional change was also revealed in front of the six sons and brothers in a gradual manner.
First there was shock, then pain, then regret, then a long sigh, then a long sigh followed by self-blame, and finally closing my eyes...
Jia Liu understood the old rich man's mood at this time, and was about to say a few words of gentle words, but the old rich man recited a poem.
"The gentle wind is like the sound of an old dream. It's not that I'm not strong enough, it's that reality is too stiff. The fish going against the current is my destiny. It's not that I refuse to bow my head, it's that the tears sting..."
"ah?"
Jia Liu was stunned. Why did Lao Fu's poem give him the urge to sing it?
This poem also fully explains the old rich's mood.
Yes, it's not that he isn't strong enough, it's that reality is too rigid. Everything he has done in the past is like a fish going against the current.
"There is this life, and we will be brothers in this life. If there is no afterlife, I will miss you again in the next life!"
After making a decisive decision, the old rich man actually turned around and turned his back to his six sons and sworn a heroic oath: "I want to kill quickly, and I want to cut into pieces quickly. I hate people showing off in front of me the most!"
There was a loud bang on the ground, standing like a mountain, and the awe-inspiring righteousness that defied the god of death caused the dragon robe on Jia Liu's body to lift a corner, and the endless light radiating from the old rich man's body almost blinded Jia Liu's dragon eyes.
It dwarfs him and makes him feel ashamed. What can he do to show off in front of rich brother?
Shameful.
"Brother, is it okay that I was wrong?"
Jia Liu apologized and couldn't figure out what kind of medicine the old rich man was selling in his gourd. According to the normal plot, shouldn't the old rich man beg him?
Why are you pretending to be a gentleman?
"Don't call me eldest brother! Do you still think of me as eldest brother?"
The old rich man flicked his white sleeves and kept his body motionless with a righteous attitude, "There is nothing to say between you and me. It is said that the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. If you want to get spiritual satisfaction from me, then
I tell you to stop dreaming!
I, Mr. Zhangjia, will never beg for mercy from you like a pug! You have your single-plank bridge, and I have my Sunshine Avenue! We have different paths and we don’t want to work together!"
"Brother, do you really want to be a martyr?"
"Kill me! My country will live on when I die. My death will be glorious. Even though my body dies, my spirit will live forever. I will become a benevolent person through success and achieve great harmony!"
"..."
Jia Liu was shocked. He felt that the scene where brothers saw each other again should not be like this. He couldn't help but said: "Brother, no, do you have any misunderstanding or deviation in your positioning?"
"Misunderstanding? Deviation?"
The old rich man looked up to the sky and laughed: "How can we be from Penghao? We just laughed up to the sky and went out!"
Jia Liu was dumbfounded and swallowed for a while: "Brother, don't be like this, you are making it very difficult for me."
"Is it difficult to do it? Then don't do it, just kill me!"
The old man's laughter added another tone, "I can't shed the tears of a hero, I can't forget the hatred of my family and country. I can't finish the glass of wine, I can't finish singing the farewell song. I can't let go of the knife in my hand, and I can't kill all the enemies! Qing Dynasty
,farewell!"
"Okay, okay, stop pretending, brother, you know I won't kill you brother."
Jia Liu was so angry that he cried out.
"Don't kill me?"
The old rich man, who had his back to Jia Liu, showed a hint of joy when he heard this, but then wiped it off instantly, raised his brows, and said passionately: "Jia Ziliu, you don't have to be hypocritical! I heard that every country has people in times of crisis.
Loyal ministers and righteous men shed blood and died for the country. The court has not heard of any bloodshed today. This means that the country's fortunes are not prosperous. It has happened since Zhangjia Fulehun!"
After saying that, without waiting for Jia Liu's expression, he stepped straight out.
I really want to be the last loyal minister of the Qing Dynasty.
Hey, you old rich man, do you think I can’t help you?
Seeing that Jia Liu was angry and anxious, when he was about to call out to the old rich man, the old rich man tripped over the threshold and fell to the ground.
At the same time as he landed, a book fell from his body.
After discovering that the book had fallen, the old man looked obviously anxious. Regardless of his physical pain, he hurriedly went to get the book. But the moment his hand touched the book, Jia Liu's hand appeared and took the book in his hand first.
A dying man who was ready to be martyred actually valued a book more than his own life. This successfully aroused Jia Liu's curiosity. He wanted to know what book made the old rich man reborn and turned into the person he was.
Someone who has always wanted to do something but dared not do it.
Then, he was petrified on the spot.
Because the name of this book is "Collection of the Diaries of the Restoration Emperor, Volume 1", it is the official printed version of the National History Museum and is priced at three or two.