Chapter 142

"I think when Lao Tzu's team just opened, there were only a dozen people and seven or eight guns in total. The imperial army chased me and made me dizzy. Thanks to Mrs. Ah Qing, she told me to hide myself in the water tank."

On the official road, Jia Liu, wearing a yellow jacket, was riding on a white horse, shaking his head.

Pedestrians along the way avoided sideways, not daring to look directly.

Official authority permeates people.

When the white horse passed through Chongzhou, Mr. Fu Sheng'a returned it on purpose.Not only did he return the horse, the rich man also gave Jia Tulu a hundred taels of gold, which was a good expense on the way.

Jia Liu didn't think too little, he knew Mr. Fu was in a tight spot right now.

According to the usual practice, he first went to the governor's office to meet with the governor, and then set off for Beijing after the governor had given a lecture.

It's a pity that the governor personally led the Guizhou soldiers who rushed to rescue them yesterday to defend another important pass, Menggu Bridge.

This move is a remedy for the dead.

After all, the emperor was furious at Jinchuan's defeat this time.

Front-line generals including Agui, Fukang'an, Ha Guoxing, Mingliang, etc. are now making "active" deployments, but they are all fooling the capital.

With such a defeat and such a huge loss, how can there be any strength to "recover" the lost ground?
Don't even think about breathing for half a year.

Regardless of his busy military affairs, Master Bo Qing'e personally came to send Uneng Yijatulu out of the city.

Chairman Li didn't come, he might be busy with buying officials.

Jia Liu knew that there was something wrong with Mr. Gu Bo's sneaky look.

Sure enough, something happened.

"When the emperor sees you, he will definitely ask you about the situation here cough cough"

Mr. Bo hesitated to speak.

Without hesitation, Jia Liu expressed his loyalty immediately: "I understand the humble job, don't worry, my lord!"

"That's good, that's good,"

Master Bo trusted Jia Liu, and immediately told Jia Tulu one more thing.

"Yesterday, the emperor came with a decree, asking the governor to redeem the bodies of Wen Zhongtang, Hai Dutong and other dead soldiers from the bandits."

Jia Liushun said: "It should be so, how can we let loyal ministers and good generals die in the wilderness?"

Speaking of this, he paused and looked up at Mr. Bo.

There is something in the old boy's words.

"Dongge. Ah no, brother Shikai, you have a way there, don't you see?"

Mr. Bo actually wanted to take advantage of Jia Liu's entry into Beijing to directly connect with the bandits!

Vice President Bo has a rebellion in the back of his head.

Absolutely not!
The old blogger wants to connect directly with the opposite party, so how can Jia Liu eat at both ends?
However, there were five or six thousand Qing soldiers killed in battle, and it was Qianlong who ordered the redemption of the corpses, so the cost of the redemption was enormous.

Not to mention Wen Fu, but the corpse of Hailancha, Qianlong's beloved general, is worth three to five thousand taels anyway.

If the operation is good, it is not impossible to earn millions.

Jia Liu hated it very much. What would Qianlong call himself Jingli?

However, you can't have it both ways.

After Jia Liu euphemistically expressed that he had no way out with the bandits, Mr. Bo was a little disappointed, but Brother Shikai refused to let him get a fortune from it to make up for the loss. What can he do, can't he turn his face?

I had no choice but to say a few more superficial polite words, and left sullenly.

Jia Liu hesitated for a while, not wanting to call Lao Bo back, but wondering if he should give Lao Li this opportunity to make a fortune.

But thinking that this matter was ordered by Qianlong, too many people knew about it, and it was such a solemn matter to redeem the fallen soldiers, he could no longer make money out of it.

There is a way to steal.

Immediately sent an order to set off for Beijing.

Chongzhou is a war zone. Although there are many speculative businessmen, the market is obviously not as lively as Chengdu, so Jia Liu plans to purchase Sichuan native products in Chengdu.

After all, this trip back to Beijing is also considered a homecoming. If I don’t take a few carts of souvenirs back, I’m really sorry for the gang of Eight Banners in Xiliu Hutong, as well as my father, sister, and brother-in-law. In addition, I have to bring some delicious food for the two babies. nephew.

After purchasing three full carts of Sichuan native products, Jia Liu took out a badge and asked Yang Zhi and two battalion soldiers to go to a bank to get five thousand taels of silver.

He led people to watch from a distance.

This is a test, to see if this chapter can get money.

If you can't get it, destroy these chapters immediately, so that there will be no future troubles.

As a result, the three of Yang Zhi came out carrying the money bag.

Seeing this, Jia Liu hurriedly asked someone to help carry the silver onto the cart. Looking at the white ingot of silver, he was very happy.

Jumped into the carriage, hugged the dog egg and ordered to continue to set off.

After bouncing on the carriage for more than an hour, Jia Liu felt uncomfortable, so he jumped off the carriage and rode on the horse. As expected, the feeling was quite different.

Pedestrians along the way, whether they were officials, soldiers, or civilians, immediately became very respectful when they saw Jia Liu wearing a yellow jacket, with envy and awe in their eyes.

Just rushing on the road during the day and staying at a free post at night, Jia Liu and his party entered Hanzhong Prefecture, Shaanxi Province half a month later.

Jia Liu, who had lost his interest in riding a horse for a long time, fell asleep in Hua Gou Xiong's arms, with a copy of "The First Collection of Qianlong Imperial Poems" covering his face.

In order to improve his cultural literacy, Jia Liu really studied subconsciously these two days, in order to make his poet friend Qianlong highly affirm his literary talent.

There is a poem written by Jia Liu last night in the notebook under Huagouxiong's buttocks.

two sentences.

The Qing Dynasty is really big, from east to west it is still big.

Jia Liu hasn't thought of the following two sentences for the time being, because the above two sentences are too good, and they are too high-pitched to answer.

When he was sleeping soundly, Yang Zhi's voice came from his ear: "Master, my stomach hurts, I want to shit!"

Jia Liu, who was woken up, was furious: "Damn, lazy people have a lot of shit."

Reluctantly ordered to stop, so that everyone can go conveniently.

Yang Zhi clutched his stomach, took the toilet paper and went into the woods.

"Liu Zi, do you think my father will be sad when he sees me like this?"

Chang Bingzhong's injury is basically healed, but his walk is a bit uneven.

"How come, it's too late to be happy,"

While chatting with old Chang, suddenly Yang Zhigui shouted: "Young master, rebel! Young master, rebel!"

The explosion shouted Jia Liu so frightened that he fell down on the spot.

Lao Chang was so frightened that he quickly climbed under the car.

The Sauron soldiers, banner soldiers, and battalion soldiers who were guarding were alright. They were all good players. As soon as they heard that there were rebels, they immediately took up their weapons and looked around.

A dozen breaths without gunshots.

Jia Liu patted his buttocks to get up, and saw Shuan Zhu rushing over with his pants in his hands in a panic.

There's a ghostly rebel behind!

"What are you talking about!"

Jia Liu was so angry, he wished he could kick Yang Zhi a few times.

"No, young master, there are really traitors, over there, over there!"

Seeing that the young master didn't believe it, Yang Zhi quickly pointed to the depths of the forest.

Ok?
In light of the smallpox day, can there really be rebels in the peaceful and prosperous Shaanxi?

"on!"

With a wave of Jia Liu's hand, Ma Li and Liu De hurriedly led people with guns and bows to the forest.

Under the protection of Yang Yuchun, Jia Liu also moved forward quietly with his waist bent.

Hua Gouxiong was also loyal, and when he saw something was wrong, he quickly got out of the car and followed Master Jia with his buttocks twisting and turning.

But there are no ghosts in the forest.

There is a very imposing tomb beside the forest, which looks like it was newly built.

If he hadn't discovered it in time, Jia Liu would have almost stepped on a landmine buried by Shuanzhu.

After searching around, Liu De and Madri came over to Mr. Jia and shook their heads.

"Where are the rebels!"

Jia Liu is about to explode, it's just that Shuan Zhu doesn't work, don't hold him back.

"Master, there really is, look!"

In order to prove his innocence, Yang Zhi pulled the young master to the tomb, and pointed to the tombstone erected in front for the young master to see for himself.

"Look at what?"

Looking at Jia Liuchao's tombstone, the owner of the tombstone is a couple named Hu. One was born in the 35th year of Kangxi and the other was born in the 37th year of Kangxi. What kind of rebels are they?

Just as he was about to explode, Shuan Zhu pointed to the two big characters on the tombstone and said with certainty: "Master, this is not a traitor but what it is!"

Ok?
Jia Liu was taken aback.

The two big characters that Shuan Zhu was referring to were - "Huang Kao".

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