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Chapter 255

What peace talks?
It is the loss of power and humiliation of the country!

Small Jinchuan, a place as big as a palm, what qualifications does the Qing Dynasty have to negotiate peace with it?

Do you think Jinchuan is Myanmar, or a powerful country like Belgium or Portugal?

Jia Liu was furious, if the guy who slandered the old man was right in front of him, he would shoot him on the spot!
Thief, how dare you mistake me for Qing Dynasty!
As a loyal minister of the Qing Dynasty, Jia Liu would never allow the loss of power and humiliation of the country to happen under his nose.

Because, the peace talks are to cut off his lifeblood, dig his ancestral grave, and sleep with his wife!
People who lead soldiers, if they don't fight, what the hell is going on?

The angry Jia Liu was quite sensible, he didn't look for General Dingxi Mingliang first, but first he looked for the old man, the vice president of Renbo.

"Ama, what's the matter with this peace talk? Is it the old man's own idea, or someone in the court's idea?"

Seeing a plate of peanuts on Ama's table, she grabbed a handful, shattered them with a bang, then rolled them into her hand and blew with a "huh", picked a big one and ate it.

Not to mention, since he came to Jinchuan, Jia Liu's force value has also increased sharply, and he can shoot peanuts with his bare hands.

Yes, it hurts a bit afterwards.

"Ama just received the news about this matter, and I don't know the specific situation."

The vice-chairman didn't expect his son-in-law to come so quickly. Seeing the meal time, he hurriedly asked someone to prepare food for his son-in-law to fill his stomach, and personally accompanied his son-in-law to have a drink or two.

You know, there is not only the love between Weng and his son-in-law, but also the love of comrades-in-arms.

He took a sip of wine, took a piece of fatty sausage, and swallowed it into his stomach. Jia Liu had a firm attitude, and said to his father-in-law: "Never talk to a thief! You know, Ama, what I hate the most in my life is touching It’s time to talk about things, mother, what do you think, Ama, what can’t be obtained on the battlefield, can be discussed on the negotiating table?”

"This battle must continue. If we don't fight, where will we get promoted and get rich?"

The vice-chairman was deeply convinced that if Mingliang really followed the emperor's wishes and sent someone to negotiate peace with the bandits, and the matter was successfully negotiated, then the cause of the Gongjin Association in Sichuan would be like a flash in the pan, and would wither in an instant.

The facts are clear.

The basis for the existence and development of the Gongjinhui is the Jinchuan War.

Without fighting, how to install, how to manage, how to develop, how to make progress together?

This is business.

For personal matters, the vice president is even worse off.

A while ago, the vice-chairman spent 80,000 taels of silver to become the leader of the army. If there is no war, these 80,000 taels are worthless.

In addition, he also bought a large flat for his son-in-law in Chengdu, and also gave his son-in-law 40,000 taels "second-hand compensation", as well as the crowdfunding fund paid to the club, and other expenses, which cost nearly 200,000 taels. two.

The vice president didn't pick up the money on the road, but the old man racked his brains on various ledgers, bit by bit!

Sometimes in order to fill up an account, the old man has to stay up all night to balance the account.

Bitterness, there is no money that falls from the sky in this world, it is all earned by hard work.

Now I haven't even seen the money back, and I stopped calling "ba" all at once, and the Manchu and Han officials packed up their things and returned to Beijing. Didn't the vice president go to Ningguta at a loss?

"Yes, if there is no war, I, Batulu, will be useless. The old man probably even picked my Sichuan admiral, and let me go back to Beijing to be his grandson."

The more Jia Liu thought about it, the more angry he became, "Gudu" took a deep breath.

Recently, the amount of alcohol has increased significantly.

"Never go back to Beijing. Once we go back to Beijing, you and I will be birds in a cage. Don't say that we can't spread our wings and fly high in this life. I'm afraid we will have to be manipulated by others."

Bo Qing'er was sober. At the beginning, he was willing to be the vice president because he was afraid that the imperial court would settle accounts and kill fat pigs.

So in the current situation, his father and father have returned to Beijing, and there will definitely be accidents in the future, after all, many things are troublesome.

"That's right, when I really come back to Beijing, the old man will either let me go to the Qianqingmen to look after the gate, or let me go to a Han army yamen to be the deputy capital commander. It's not as comfortable as this Jinchuan, and I can do whoever I want."

Jia Liu put down his wine glass bitterly, not without emotion, "The sky is so big and the earth is so big, it's not as big as this Jinchuan one or two."

The problem is that the peace talks are what the old man wants, how to stop them?

The vice president pondered for a moment, and proposed three steps.

Jia Liu hurriedly asked which three steps.

While pouring wine for his son-in-law, the vice president said, "The first step is to persuade Mingliang to write a letter insisting on suppressing the thieves, instead of negotiating peace with them."

Jia Liu was a little worried: "I'm afraid Mingliang doesn't have the guts."

"If Mingliang refuses to write a letter against the peace talks, he will have to take the second step."

The second step that the vice president said was to mobilize all the Manchu and Han officials in Jinchuan, and everyone collectively wrote a letter against the peace talks.

I dare not say 100% support for this matter, but at least [-]% are willing to do it.

Because, this Jinchuan is not the Jinshan of their family, but the Jinshan of many people.

The overthrown Agui Group is just one of them, and there are many more.

"Yes, the treacherous ministers in the court want to make peace, we loyal ministers must not let the traitors succeed!"

Jia Liu agreed that the father-in-law would collude with the Manchu and Han officials to write a letter to lead the battle, and said that Chairman Li, the governor of Sichuan, should also write a letter against the peace negotiation.

As the top leader of Sichuan Province, Jinchuan is under President Li's nose, and no one speaks more weight than President Li.

"What is the third step?"

"If Jingli insists on peace talks, win over the peace talks, and then find a way to mess it up."

The vice president reminded the son-in-law that there is a connection there, let those Ming Dynasty adherents make trouble, as long as the Ming Dynasty adherents make trouble, what is there to talk about?

Keep playing!
"Ama is wise!"

Jia Liu admired it from the bottom of his heart, Jiang is old and spicy after all.

Satisfied with food and drink, the father and father went to find Mingliang after wandering around.

Unexpectedly, Fu Sheng'a was also there, and he was still discussing peace negotiations with Ming Liang. It was that Fu Sheng'a wanted to represent General Dingxi in negotiating with the bandits.

I don't know if I really want to end this protracted war for the Qing Dynasty, or I smell money from it.

"I can't talk about it. After so many years of fighting and the death of so many soldiers, I still have to talk to the rebels. Isn't this making the world laugh at me for being incompetent?"

Even if Fu Sheng'a is his benefactor of wealth, Jia Liu can't give him face because it is a matter of his own life.

Seeing that Jia Liu had drunk too much, Fu Sheng didn't care about him, he just said: "Ah Gui is dead, how can we fight this battle?"

"What is this called?"

Jia Liu slapped the bright table angrily, "Why, if Ah Gui is dead, my army of one hundred thousand will eat pigs with skin! No matter how incompetent I am, Jia Jia Shikai, I will never negotiate peace with the rebels, even if I die , also died for the Qing Dynasty, and died with honor!"

"Don't be rude in front of the general!"

The vice president dragged his son-in-law aside.

Jia Liu, on the other hand, broke away from his father-in-law, and looked at Mingliang unwillingly: "General, do you want to be the first Dingxi General in the Qing Dynasty to negotiate peace with the rebels?"

(End of this chapter)