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Chapter 292 You Can Do Whatever You Want, I Don't Mind
Dangerous building.

In the study, Jia Jia's forehead is writing the eulogy of General Dingxi Mingliang.

After holding the tip of the pen for a long time, I happily wrote.

"The spring is beautiful, the production team held a women's meeting, who said that women have no status, ah bah!"

As soon as he got up, he realized something was wrong. After staring at what he had written for a while, he crossed out these few sentences with a sigh, and re-wrote a bright eulogy.

After the chaos incident, all the pressures from all sides gathered on the side of Jia Liu, the leader of the chaos. cognition is a bit confused.

Even in the middle of the couple's affairs with Yuanyuan at night, they suddenly stopped, looked out of the window suspiciously, and when they found nothing, they continued by reciting "Hallelujah".

I can't sleep at ease, and often suffer from insomnia. For peace of mind, I hang several yellow mandarin jackets on the bedside.

But obviously these feudal superstitions have no effect at all, so that when Hua Gouxiong saw Leader Jia with extremely dark eye sockets, he felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

Among the various memorials flying to the capital, some supported Jia Jia's son-in-law's resolute quelling of the chaos, while others believed that Jia Jia's son-in-law dealt with it too aggressively and caused too much loss.

There is also neutrality, which only reports the whole story to the court.

For example, Li Shijie, the governor of Sichuan, and Tongbo, the deputy capital of Manchuria, cleared their accounts.

In the end, all parties are waiting for the court's approval as to how the emperor viewed the attack on the camp and the subsequent handling of the chaos.

In the world, waiting is undoubtedly the most anxious thing, especially when it concerns one's own interests, or even one's life.

But when Jinchuan's civil and military groups were silent, Jia Liu proposed that a grand memorial ceremony should be held for General Mingliang.

This proposal did not get the consent of the governor of Sichuan, Fu Lehun, nor did it get the support of the left deputy general Fengsheng who arrived after the end of the quelling.

Because, that's not the point.

The point is how your Sichuan admiral is responsible for this matter.

Jia Liu still walks alone.

If the memorial service can't be big, it should be small.

The location is in Xiaozhai.

The time is tomorrow.

For this reason, Jia Jia's son-in-law, the mourner, had to give an objective characterization of General Ming Ming's life.

After racking his brains, he finally wrote a [-]-character eulogy, and he did not hesitate to praise him.

How good is it?

Jia Liu said to Shuan Zhu like this: "If I die in the future, if the eulogy can be half as bright, I will be content."

Shuan Zhu sighed and said, "Don't worry, young master, I will definitely write well."

"roll!"

"You're out of pocket money this month!"

Jia Liu locked himself in the room, carefully recalled every day he came to this era, and finally affirmed that he had really devoted his whole life to the Qing Dynasty.

The eight words "Devote yourself to the end and die after death" can cover his coffin.

The next day.

Dozens of banner Han civil and military officials in Xiaozhai, together with more than a thousand bannermen and Sauron soldiers, participated in the general's memorial service.

".The life of a great general is a great life, a loyal life, and a magnificent life."

Before the series of parallel sentences could be finished, a group of imperial guards in yellow jackets rushed into the venue.

"...I was asked to run guerrillas for the bannermen before, and I was promoted to be the admiral. The teachings are still in my ears, why do troubles happen again and again. The bannermen attacked the camp and killed Mingliang. You can hardly absolve yourself of the blame. Hua Ling, the prisoner will be transferred to Beijing, and the Ministry will discuss a strict punishment."

After reading the imperial decree, Guoen, the first-class bodyguard in front of the team, said to Jia Jia who was kneeling to listen to the imperial decree: "I'm sorry, my son-in-law!"

With a wave of their hands, the two guards stepped forward and took off the forehead feathers and the crown, and then directly took off the first-rank admiral's uniform from the forehead.

"take away!"

Cathay was about to take him away with a wave of his hand, but a group of flag Han officers and soldiers quit and rushed forward angrily to stop the matter.

"What are you doing! Back off!"

Jia Jia's son-in-law got up slowly, glanced at the excited subordinates, and walked forward silently.

Every time you take a step, the crowd in front will automatically separate.

Everyone's eyes are full of affection.

Walking to the prison car parked outside, Jia Liu looked back at his beloved subordinates and wanted to say something, but in the end he got into the prison car without saying anything.

As a courtier of the Qing Dynasty, it is a bounden duty to obey the emperor's will.

"grown ups!"

What people didn't expect was that countless Eight Banners children rushed to the prison car, and they refused to leave no matter how much the imperial guards scolded them.

"Are you trying to trap me in infidelity!"

"Don't step back!"

The red-eyed forehead in the prison car was holding the railing tightly with both hands, with firm eyes.

"My lord, we miss you!"

A banner member choked with sobs and tugged at the forehead's clothes, and refused to let go. As a result, the moment the prison car started, the forehead's shirt was torn off in a "squeak".

"My lord, my lord!"

Countless hands scrambled to grab the admiral's clothes. Under the stunned eyes of the imperial guards, the bannermen tore off the top of the forehead, leaving him naked.

"grown ups!"

Infiniti failed to grab a piece of cloth, so unwillingly, his eyes suddenly looked at the trousers of the forehead.

The forehead was so frightened that he hurriedly tugged on his pants, and said anxiously: "Brothers of the Eight Banners, stop tugging, if you do, you want me to wear underpants to see the emperor!"

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The wheels of the prison cart kept rolling forward, and the figures of the reluctant Banner Han officers and soldiers became more and more blurred, and finally became disappearing black spots.

The son-in-law in the prison car sighed a long time, looked at his naked upper body, and wondered how Zu Yingyuan arranged it, and how he tore it all up after he agreed to only drag one piece.

Then he was moved in his heart, which shows that the love for him from the Banner Han officers and soldiers comes from the heart and is unrestrained.

Thinking about going to Chongzhou, the president will definitely take care of this group of imperial guards, and he has to get decent clothes for himself.

After looking at the narrow space of the prison car, it is best to have a few quilts.

On the road, it's cold.

The sound of the wheels turning was a bit like a lullaby, and before I knew it, my forehead fell asleep.

It may be that there has been too much pressure recently, and the moment the result came out, no matter whether it was good or bad, it completely broke the tight heartstrings.

I don't know how long it took, but the movement from a distance made the forehead open his eyes.

It's another prison car.

Take a closer look, who is the old rich man on the prison car?

The forehead naturally covered his chest and greeted Lao Fu: "Are you here?"

The Governor-General snorted slightly, and also covered his chest.

His old man was also naked.

Worse than the forehead, really only a pair of pants left.

Who knows what happened, a group of Green Battalion soldiers from Chengdu Town suddenly stopped the Governor's prison car an hour ago, and then tore the Governor's clothes with great love.

"Tsk tsk."

The forehead is tsk tsk, the governor's body is fat, and he looks like a corrupt official, but he is thin and thin, and he looks like a clean official.

The governor suddenly realized something, and looked straight at the forehead.

The forehead didn't say anything, just nodded.

That's right, those people were arranged by me.

"Devil Six, I'm going to call you a dead ancestor!"

"This? Whatever you want, I don't mind."

Jia Liu turned around and curled up into a ball, it was really cold.

He really doesn't mind.

(End of this chapter)