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Chapter 351 Western Ghost House, Jia Ye

The question is a bit direct.

Three pictures flashed in Jia Liu's mind.

One is what Zhang Liang said when he met Han Gaozu for the first time.

The second is what Jia Xu said when he first met Cao Cao.

The third is what Li Shanchang said when he met Zhu Yuanzhang for the first time.

Fourth, what did Fan Wencheng say when he met Huang Taiji for the first time... forget it.

There is a picture, but unfortunately, it is still.

There is no standard answer, you can only play by yourself.

This is the hardship of entrepreneurs since ancient times, everything has to be explored by oneself.

First of all, raising the bandits' self-respect is definitely a false proposition, it doesn't exist.

"Rebel, stop talking nonsense (stain my innocence)!"

While talking, Jia Liu's face turned down, very gloomy.

He hated being framed the most. When the lawsuit reached the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Prime Minister Jia Jia couldn't fight it, or he was preparing to fight it, not because he refused to fight it.

There is a big difference between the inside and the inside.

Besides, it is now the forty years of Qianlong in the Qing Dynasty, not the ten years of Chongzhen in the previous Ming Dynasty. What is the importance of raising a bandit?

"Is it?"

Fan Wei combed his long hair, and looked at the young prime minister of the Qing Dynasty, the Minister of Military Affairs, who had no fear on his face, and laughed instead: "That's right, my lord transported grain to me three times, but I never transported a single grain into the city. It can't be counted as raising bandits. Speaking of which, this ever-victorious army is also the most stupid rebel army in history, and let your lord's painstaking efforts secretly vote."

After all, he is a sensible person!
Jia Liu was moved in his heart, and snorted coldly: "Don't say it's useless, now you are in the hands of the official, just say you want to die or live."

"The people are not afraid of death, so why are they afraid of death? The Prime Minister looks like he is afraid of death?"

After Fan Wei finished speaking, he patted his stomach and said, "Is there anything to eat? Brother Yan's family lied to me that it was wine, but they tricked me before the wine was served. It’s very frustrating, and it’s tiring to talk.”

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Helpless, Jia Liu ordered the soldiers outside to get a jug of wine and a white chicken.

As Prime Minister Shandong Military Affairs Minister, there is no shortage of wine and meat in the camp.

After a while, the wine and meat were served.

Fan Wei was also familiar with it, so he sat down, first picked up the flagon pot and poured half of it into his mouth, then gnawed on the chicken in his arms.

Jia Liu, who was on the side, was taken aback by the look of gobbling it up. This look doesn't look like a military officer at all.

I thought to myself, don't look away, lose the wine and lose the chicken.

A chicken was quickly eaten up by Fan Wei, and a pot of wine was also drunk to the bottom.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Fan Wei suddenly let out a wry smile and a long sigh, and then said: "Your Excellency, if you have anything to ask, even if you ask, but if you let Fan know, you will definitely let me know."

This cooperative attitude stunned Jia Liu: "Aren't you going to persist?"

"Hold on to what?"

Fan Wei had a funny look on his face, "I'm going to die on both sides. It's better to be happy than to be tortured by you before I die. Besides, Wang Lun is not a wise master. If he doesn't listen to my words, he will lead to his own defeat, and he will treat me like this." My fate is also on the line, what reason do I have to be loyal to him?"

Pointing at the pile of chicken bones on the table, "If you eat something from an adult, you have to tell him something, otherwise you will be too heartless. This matter should be done earlier, and it is not a bad thing for the people of Shandong."

Jia Liu felt relieved: "You can think this way, I am very happy that Linqing City has run out of food?"

Fan Wei shook his head: "The food is not broken, and it can last for two months, but there will be a day when I won't be able to eat meat."

Jia Liu nodded. Linqing is an important city on the canal, a big tax city, and it belongs to a consumption-oriented city that absorbs the surrounding areas. The melons, fruits, vegetables, meat and food are all brought in from outside the city.

Now that the Qing army has been besieged for nearly two months, it is understandable that there is food in the city, but where can I get meat and vegetables?
It is estimated that all the dogs and cats in the city will be eaten up.

"I have a confusion, please let me know."

Fan Wei cooperated, Jia Liu was also polite, and asked Shuan Zhu to serve this guy tea.

"Please say."

Fan Wei picked up the bowl with a calm expression on his face.

"It is said that Mr. Wang Ni offered the two strategies of marching north and going south to the leader of the church. Why did Wang Ni refuse to adopt these two strategies, but stayed in Linqing instead, willing to die?"

This question has been lingering in Jia Liu's mind, and he really doesn't understand why there are so many people who are stupider than himself in this world.

Fan Wei took a breath, took a sip, closed his eyes and savored the aroma of the tea, opened his eyes after a few breaths and said, "Does your lord know why Wang Lun made an incident?"

"Please explain in detail, sir."

Inadvertently, Jia Liuli appeared as a corporal.

Fan Wei said: "It's all because of one hexagram."

Jia Liu hurriedly asked, "What hexagram?"

"There will be doom this year, follow my path to avoid it!"

"What do you mean?"

Jia Liu was puzzled.

Fan Wei said: "Before Wang Lun started the incident, he made divinations, and the hexagrams said that this year will be the year of the Manchu catastrophe, and there will be fierce soldiers in the west. And destroy Manqing."

Yang Zhi and Debu, who were standing by the side, looked at each other in disbelief after hearing this.

Jia Liu was also a little confused. The theory of divination originated from the "Book of Changes", which is said to have been passed down from the ancestors, but the theory of divination is generally listed as a feudal superstition, which is a trick to deceive people.

However, according to Fan Wei's statement, divination is quite scientific, right?

The murderer is really alive!
I still remember that when he led the guerrilla bannermen out of Beijing, his wife Ruxiu asked someone to make a fortune for him.

Combined with his great cause of driving the Eight Banners of Manchuria and Mongolia out of the Eight Banners, how dare you say that this hexagram does not work?
It seems that if you believe in science, you also need to believe a little in God.

Anyway, you can't afford it.

Jia Liu decides to ask Shuan Zhu to ask Monk Wang for a few talismans tomorrow, and the Apiaos behind Zhenyizhen have been a little troubled recently.

"Could this western murderous soldier be the ghost family you mentioned? According to the descendant's confession, your Ever Victorious Army once sent people to Beijing to inquire about the news and intend to collude with this ghost family. Is there such a thing?"

"That's right, that's true."

Fan Wei was very forthright, and bluntly said that the person sent to contact the ghost family was called Gui Tai.

"Where is the power of the ghost family?"

Guotai, the governor of Shandong, said that the ghost house was the Qingshui sect's allegation of the big and small Jinchuan fan thieves, but Jia Liu still wanted to prove it.

The answer given by Fan Wei is consistent with what Cathay said. This ghost house is what they call the Jinchuan rebels in the west.

The reason is that they think that the rebels are all Fans, and Fans are ghosts.

After pondering for a moment, Jia Liudao: "It is true that there are Jinchuan thieves big and small in Sichuan who rebelled against our Daqing. However, since your sect has calculated that there are ghosts who messed with our Daqing, it is called a catastrophe. Then why does Wang Ni not accept the strategy of going north or south , echoing that ghost’s house from afar, making our officers and soldiers exhausted, neglecting the other, thus opening up a situation to respond to the hexagram, but instead sitting in Linqing and bringing about their own defeat?"

"Ugh,"

Fan Wei sighed again, "Wang Lun was stupid. He thought that the only thing to do was to stick to Linqing to contain the officers and troops, so that the ghosts in the west would fight with all their strength. Such a turnaround would surely happen, but they didn't know that things would only happen if they flowed. If they succeed, they will be ghosts, and if they fail, they will be defeated."

"Insanely stupid,"

Jia Liu shook his head, and when he was about to speak, the voice of Shuan Zhu came from his ear.

"Mr. Fan, the western ghost family may not be referring to the big and small Jinchuan, but my lord."

Yang Zhi stepped forward lightly, dipped his hands in the tea in the bowl in front of Fan Wei, and wrote a big "Jia" on the table.

"The word Jia is fake, and the fake one is a ghost, and the word Jia goes up and down. Isn't it right for the Western ghosts to say?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at the young master: "Really?"

Jia Liu was dumbfounded by this explanation: Shouldn't I be the baby of the West?How did he become a ghost?
Suddenly there was a shock.

He seems like a real ghost.

When he was young, he was also nicknamed Guizi Six.

　It is a historical fact that Qingshui taught divination to Western ghosts, and this book should be a coincidence.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)