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Chapter 392
Throughout the ages, people have always sat in meditation when they are at the crossroads of life or facing a life-and-death crisis.

If possible, smoke constantly.

Pack after pack.

When the ground is full of cigarette butts, big decisions about the fate of humanity will be made.

Jia Liu didn't have this condition, and he didn't like smoking, but after Lao Fu left, he still asked his soldiers to burn a pot of shredded tobacco for him.

Because, he is now facing the biggest gamble in his life.

Is it the stud old rich and the clan, or bet on the fourth devil!

Whether to be Yuan Shikai or Tan Sitong.

This is really a difficult choice to make.

But this choice makes people extremely proud, because Jia Jia Shikai is the best player in Beijing!

It is precisely because Jia Jia Shikai can fight that people are vying to win him over.

How could the incompetent people like Wen Fu, Agui, Hailancha, and Fukang'an have this effect.

This incident fully demonstrates that forging iron still needs its own hard principles, and it will never be out of date.

"My good head, I think no one in the world can cut it off."

Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Jia Liu was complacent, and then his complexion darkened again.

The situation is very complicated.

It's not that he never thought of betraying Lao Fu, but this kind of thing is too despicable.

It's been a long time since he's done anything dirty.

But if he wanted to save Qianlong, he would feel sorry for his own conscience and the Qing Dynasty.

What a headache.

When Fan Wei came in, the hut was filled with the choking smell of smoke, which made Fan Wei almost unable to open his eyes.

After getting used to the environment, he was surprised to find that Mr. Guijia was sitting on a small stool with his back to him.

The official hat was put aside, revealing his bald head.

Directly in front of it was a broken bronze mirror.

The mirror is so blurry that it can't see anyone at all.

"grown ups?"

Fan Wei stepped forward lightly, and was shocked to find that Mr. Gui's forehead was still tied with a white cloth.

"coming."

Master Guijia who turned his head startled the Brahma army division.

A face that was so refreshing half an hour ago is now not only covered with stubble, but also has darkened eye sockets, making it look very haggard.

Noticing the astonishment in Fan Junjun's eyes, Jia Liu couldn't help saying: "Is my current appearance ugly? Am I similar to the elder brother who punched He Jinyin?"

"Ok?"

Fan Wei was at a loss as to which He Jinyin and which senior brother?
"Yes, you don't know them."

Jia Liu wiped his face with his hand, and the light returned to his face again.

"I just stared at myself in the mirror and thought a lot. After thinking about it, Fuller Hun is right. There is only one chance. If you lose it, it will be difficult to get it again."

Jia Liu, who put on his official hat again, has returned to his previous aggressive style.

Sure enough, a person's temperament is inseparable from his status.

"Did your lord say it's time to start!"

Fan Wei became excited.

Jia Liu got up slowly and put the bronze mirror on the table: "The emperor wants me to protect the stability, the clan wants me to protect the Qing Dynasty, who do you think I will protect?"

Fan Wei said in a deep voice: "This subordinate believes that your lord has already made a decision."

This is a sensible answer.

"Wangmen stayed at Zhizhi and thought of Zhang Jian, and endured death for a while to wait for Dugan. I smiled to the sky from the sword, and went to keep my heart and gall in Kunlun."

Master Guijia didn't say a decision, but just read a poem.

The atmosphere is at this juncture, and it is really unreasonable not to be worthy of this poem.

But this poem made the Brahma army a little unsure about the choice of the lord, and he couldn't help asking: "Will the lord protect Qianlong or the clan?"

Unexpectedly, Master Guijia shook his head and said: "I don't protect anyone, I only protect myself."

Fan Wei was stunned, what do you mean?
Jia Liu stared at Fan Wei: "Do you know the general of the universe?"

Fan Junshi, who had a junior high school education, was stunned. It was the first time he had heard of the title of General of the Universe, and he didn't know which great hero it was.

"It's Hou Jing."

After briefly talking about the deeds of Hou Jing, the great general of the universe, Jia Liu's eyes showed a fierce look, "In the past, there was Hou Jing's rebellion in the Liang Dynasty, and today there is a rebellion in the Qing Dynasty!"

"What do you mean, sir?"

Fan Wei was really shocked, Hou Jing rebelled, not only killed the Liang Dynasty clan in Jiankang badly, but also starved Emperor Wu of Liang to death, don’t you think so too?
"Yes, I want to be the general of the universe!"

With a sound of "Bang!", Jia Liu slashed Ye Bilong's sword on the door frame.

"Blood splatters the Forbidden City, and the world will be shocked when he dies!"

Jia Liu's face was full of pride.

Yes, he, the admiral of the Nine Gates, had a Changwei army of only a thousand people available, but now his Changwei army of a thousand people is the biggest weight, no matter where it is placed, it can crush the other side.

But his weight did not fall, not only did it not fall, but he also gave them the weights on both sides of the balance to take away one by one.

"Let Liu Heyi come to see me immediately, and use all the hands in Beijing. I don't care what they do. In short, I want everyone in the city to be in danger now, just like dry wood!"

"Send someone to notify my family and tell my father and the others to go to Jingling."

"My lord, where is Madam?"

"lady?"

Jia Liu frowned slightly, Ruxiu seemed to be in the palace, if she wasn't brought out in time, something might happen.

"You arrange it first, and I will arrange it later with Madam."

"Whoo!"

Just as Fan Wei was about to deliver the order, he was stopped again by the Master Guijia: "Wait a minute."

Fan Wei turned his head: "What else do you want to order?"

"Help me, I can't pull out the knife."

Jia Liu looked embarrassed, he didn't know if the door frame was made of too strong material, or his Yebilong Baodao was too sharp, anyway, the cut was too deep, and it got stuck inside, and he couldn't pull it out even with a few efforts.

"Ok?"

Fan Wei didn't dare to be negligent, and hurried forward to help Master Gui's family draw the sword, and the two of them took a lot of effort to pull the Yebilong sword out of the door frame.

The knife was a good one, the blade didn't curl at all.

That is, the omens do not seem to be good.

"grown ups?"

Fan Wei is not superstitious, because he has practiced superstition himself.

Master Guijia was thoughtful, and then ordered Fanwei to do something, and he took people to Shucun.

"What are you going to do in Tree Village?"

Fan Wei was puzzled.

Although Shucun has 3000 Green Battalion soldiers controlled by the yamen of the Returned Infantry Army, the matter has reached this juncture. As long as these 3000 Green Battalion soldiers have not received an order to go to Beijing, they are just for watching outside the city, and they will not affect the overall situation at all.

The same is true for the 1500 horsemen commanded by Admiral Rui Lin of the Guizhong Battalion stationed in the Old Summer Palace.

"I, the general of the universe, is also loyal to the Qing Dynasty. Since I have the intention to mobilize these two troops, of course I must use them."

Before the Changwei army didn't come, Jia Liu didn't move the personnel command of these two main forces of the green battalion of the capital. Now that Changwei army is supporting the situation for him, he must catch these two soldiers.

Jia Liu didn't say anything else, and after asking Fan Wei to contact Liu Heyi, he immediately ordered Debu to lead a team to Shucun with him.

(End of this chapter)