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Chapter 193 Mr. is a bosom friend

For the sake of safety, Jia Liu refused to step into the area controlled by the rebels.

Yu Gong, so as not to coerce the emperor to order the princes;

In private, a gentleman is not under a dangerous wall.

It is by no means afraid of death.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is that death cannot wake up the sleeping Eight Banners (Han army).

This point, Jia Liu pondered very thoroughly.

A worthless death is too worthless.

That kid Fukang'an had to show off his abilities, so he just farted.

Lessons from the past, the teacher behind the car.

The meeting place is at Jiming Station, which is now in charge of Bao Guozhong, Cui Hengyou and others, both of whom have been promoted to the forward school of the Han Army.

After learning that Mr. Jia was going to meet with the rebels, Bao and Cui immediately organized the backbone gang still in Jiming Station to arrange it tightly, so that no one could fly in except flies.

Jia Liu originally thought that the other party might not be willing to come to Jiming Station, so the two sides negotiated and took a step back, and they talked face-to-face at the Chuhehan interface.

If possible, tables and chairs can be arranged so that the two parties can sit opposite each other and drink tea to discuss matters.

In case of an emergency, it is better to have something fall.

"My lord, according to your deployment, the gunmen are hidden there, the swordmen are buried here, and the archers are hidden in the row of trees."

Bao Guozhong made a brief report on security work, and Jia Liu was very satisfied. Everyone has this kind of vigilance.

The Jinchuan rebels must be treated dialectically.

Sympathy belongs to sympathy, and the two sides also have a certain basis for cooperation, but in the final analysis, the two sides still have fundamentally opposing interests.

The rebels want to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty. Jia Liu can fight against the Qing Dynasty, but he will never restore the Ming Dynasty.

And this anti-Qing is also open to debate.

What kind of anti-fa, whether it is against the Eight Banners or Lao Aijia, is worth studying.

After all, half of the members of the Gongjinhui come from Eight Banners.

The slogan is also for the Qing Dynasty.

In addition, if the survivors belong to the survivors, the plateau people are also there, and the two should be treated differently.

Before making it clear, Jia Liu must not unilaterally regard the survivors as a reliable partner for cooperation, that is, he will never take risks.

When necessary, it also needs to be dealt with decisively.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that Mr. Gu was not as chattery as he thought, and came directly to Jiming Station.

There is no entourage, only daughter Gu Yuanyuan is with her.

Mr. Gu doesn't look old, he looks about 35 or [-] years old, with a net scarf wrapped around his head, and Confucian clothing unique to the scholars of the former Ming Dynasty.

If he hadn't known in advance that this person was the leader of the Jinchuan adherents, Jia Liu would have been the master of some sociology.

Miss Gu Er is no longer in men's clothing, she is wearing a blue paddy field jacket with a belt tied around her waist, her brows are still full of sword spirit, but she still looks shamelessly at Jia Liu.

It may be that the prejudice is too deep.

Out of politeness, Jia Liu smiled kindly at the father and daughter. Second Miss Gu snorted and said three words without hearing a sound.

I don't know if it's a fake tartar, or shameless, or what.

Jia Liu judged that it should not be a good word, but it didn't affect his mood. He stepped forward and clasped his fists: "Mr. Gu, I have heard about you for a long time, and I saw you today. Mr. is indeed Mr.."

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Mr. Gu felt that the other party seemed to say something, but he didn't seem to say anything. He smiled slightly: "I haven't been out of Jinchuan for many years. Can Master Jia accompany me for a walk?"

After finishing speaking, he looked around the land, "Under your feet is my homeland."

"My lord, be careful,"

Bao Guozhong was afraid of accidents, so he lowered his voice to remind.

Jia Liu glanced at Mr. Gu's waist inadvertently, judging that the other party had no sharp weapon, and inadvertently patted the pistol he pinned on his trouser belt, and it was still there.

He readily agreed: "I would like to accompany you sir!"

Mr. Gu nodded, indicating that his daughter was waiting for him in the post.

Even though Second Miss Gu was very reluctant, she still reluctantly agreed and looked at Jia Liu with a bit more resentment in her eyes.

Jia Liu felt a little embarrassed.

Mr. Gu really walked around casually, Jia Liu left him alone, and didn't say anything serious, just ordinary people's conversations.

Finally, the two went up to the high slope east of Jiming Station.

Mr. Gu smiled suddenly, and said to Jia Liu, "Your little follower is very loyal."

"what?"

Jia Liu was taken aback, and when he looked back, Yang Yuchun's figure disappeared in a flash, lying behind a stone.

He thought he couldn't be seen from above, but he didn't know that the above could see him clearly.

It's like covering your sleep with a pile of books, thinking that the teacher on the podium doesn't know.

"It's okay,"

Mr. Gu smiled and shook his head, looked north with his hands behind his back, and muttered after a long time: "Is Yanjing okay?"

"Yanjing?"

Jia Liu didn't know how to answer, so he couldn't talk nonsense all over the place.

"Master Jia, you know that I have been away from home for 28 years."

This sentence made it even more difficult for Jia Liu to answer.

Mr. Gu sighed softly and recited a poem.

Poetry cloud: The Nest of the Gap is closed and the road is back, how about a slice of Yunnan?
Cun Dan's cold soul is exhausted, and the cold smoke will never wear away!
After singing, he looked sideways at Jia Liu: "Does Mr. Jia know this poem?"

Jia Liu shook his head, lacking talent and learning.

"It's Zuo Zhongzhen's desperate poem"

Mr. Gu said that Duke Zuo Zhongzhen was Zuo Maodi who was killed by the Qing court when he was envoy to Yanjing during the Hongguang period, and Wen Tianxiang in the late Ming Dynasty, and this poem was written by Duke Zuo before his execution.

"There are loyal ministers and righteous men in every dynasty and generation."

It is inconvenient for Jia Liu to say too much, his old master Jia Hanfu also has the blood of the soldiers and civilians who fought against the Qing Dynasty in the Ming Dynasty.

"Yes, we Han people have loyal ministers and righteous men, and you Bannermen also have them,"

Mr. Gu turned around and looked at Jia Liu, "But I heard from Yuan Guang that you are greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"is not it."

Jia Liu quickly realized that the person surnamed Lu arranged himself for everyone.

But Mr. Gu said: "It's nothing to be afraid of death. Who is not afraid of death? Throughout the ages, how many people have been able to live without death, and keep their loyalty and history?"

Jia Liu felt that these words were kind, objective and fair.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Gu suddenly changed the subject and praised him.

"In my opinion, you are not greedy for life and afraid of death, but rather wise and foolish."

"Sir, you're really good at seeing people."

Jia Liu must be complimented.

"It's not that I'm right, but if you weren't greedy for life and afraid of death, how could you be as beautiful as you are today?"

Mr. Gu laughed, "To be honest, when I heard Yuan Guang talk about you, I had fun several times. But after thinking about it, I found that you, Mr. Jia, are really powerful. Others are fighting for their lives to get promoted and get rich. , you're good, it's interesting to dye your top wearing red with someone's life."

Jia Liu couldn't tell whether it was a compliment or a sarcasm, so he simply shut up, pretending he didn't hear it.

"Actually, you are doing the right thing. If you want to be an official, if you want to be a high-ranking official, the people above will die a little. How do you become one?"

Jia Liu's heart trembled, he had met a bosom friend, and when he was excited, he saw a stone beside him and asked Mr. Gu to sit down and chat.

Seeing that there were fallen leaves blown by the rain and wind yesterday on the stone, he bent over and wiped it with his sleeve.

After all, he is the prospective father-in-law, so there is nothing wrong with being polite.

Unexpectedly, when I bent down, something fell on the ground and hit a small stone, making a "boom".

It is a short-handed gun made by Emperor Qianlong, Jia Liu's fortune weapon.

(End of this chapter)