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Chapter 410 Turtle son, don't call your father for rebellion!

Zu Yingyuan's father's words really shocked Jia Liu, it's true that every son must have a tiger father!
What is a professional?

That's it.

Ancestral craftsmanship.

No wonder he fell in love with Zu Yingyuan at first sight.

The ancestral temperament is the most terrible thing.

The problem was that Jia Liu was worried that the families of his loyal subordinates would be implicated if the city became chaotic, so Liu Heyi specially asked Liu Heyi to send people from door to door to tell him to stay at home and not come out to meddle.

Otherwise, a group of them died in a daze, how could he explain to his subordinates who were thousands of miles away?
"uncle,"

Whether to kill the emperor or the clan, or slaughter the entire Eight Banners, no matter which option is selected, it sounds very exciting and quite kind.

But Jia Liu just wanted to make money for the country, and it was fine to reduce the population of the whole city by one-tenth, and he didn't intend to solve the matter at once.

After all, the fourth devil's reinforcements will arrive at dawn.

The clan is full of Mongolian Eight Banners, and there are several 100,000 people!

Couldn't swallow it in one bite.

Thinking that since the uncles and uncles have organized a joint defense, let them guard the house, but the old guys dragged him to the side.

"Six, if you listen to the emperor, then we will help you kill the clan!"

The one who said this was old Chang Fu, who used to take his slaves to Bada Hutong to block his son and six sons.

Wang Fu's father, Wang You, interrupted: "If you want to listen to the clan, then we will follow you into the palace and kill the emperor!"

The tone is without pause, very fluent, and full of emotion.

The other old guys also looked very determined, and it seemed that they were all ventilated with each other.

"Don't hesitate, you guys have done such a big thing, if we old people don't help you, don't you want to kill your children and grandchildren?"

Liu Heyi's father, Liu Wanquan, was the one in the older generation who knew what was going on, because under his pressure, the son still confessed everything he had done with Jia Liu recently.

At that time, Liu Wanquan was scared out of his wits, and the rumors about the emperor and the queen mother were made by these brats.

In a fit of anger, he was about to drag his son to the Dutong Yamen to surrender, but he calmed down before going out of the gate, and became extremely sad when he looked at his son.

In this matter, surrendering himself is a murderous crime, a dead end.

If you don't turn yourself in, with the current situation and people's hearts, you may not have no chance of success.

After a day of fear and anxiety, he found that there was a fire everywhere outside, and people everywhere were shouting to kill the emperor to protect the Qing Dynasty. After Liu Wanquan finally made up his mind, he gritted his teeth and quietly organized the men in the family, and then went to the house in the next alley under the darkness of night. ancestral home.

Not long after, someone from the ancestral family came out and went to the Wang family, Chen family, and Ma family not far away.
One line slowly turned into dozens or even hundreds of lines in the Zhenglan Banner of the Han Army.

Each line is connected with each other into countless lines, densely packed, and finally it is no longer a line, but a net—a big net that weaves all the Zhenglan Banner of the Han Army!

In this net, there are many people who are officials in the Dutong Yamen.

Zhao Guodong just bit the bullet and came out.

There is no way, the Eight Banners of the Han Army have survived for a hundred years, they are all fucking relatives!
Facing the press and questions from everyone, the junior Jia Liuyi didn't know what to answer, but at this moment he felt very warm in his heart.

100 years ago, they sold the Ming products and 100 years later they will sell the Qing products. Isn’t this a fucking group of people?

Who said traitors can't be arrogant!
"Six, if you don't want to listen to anyone, then let's take advantage of the chaos and wash up the Eight Banners. From now on, the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty and the Han Dynasty will have the final say!"

Zu Jianchang, who is in his fifties, looks gentle and gentle on weekdays, but now he has a fleshy face.

Ok? !

Jia Liu has a sense of congeniality, and he is so kind that he couldn't be more kind.

After listening to the ancestor's speech, all the old guys were excited: Yes, isn't this situation right now when the Eight Banners of Han Dynasty are rising!

"Everyone, don't talk, listen to what Liu Zi has to say, what he says we do!"

Old Changfu asked everyone to be quiet, how could he listen to Liu Zi, after all, this kid is the commander-in-chief of the Han army.

At least, the younger generation obeyed him.

"Uncles,"

Jia Liu thought that he didn't have the strength to wash away the Man Ba ​​Banners, so he should go to the palace to protect the old fourth devil, and was about to express his thoughts, but Zu Jianchang seemed to guess his mind, and hurriedly said: "Six, don't worry about the manpower. Not enough, our Han Army Zhenglan Banner can gather 5000 people no matter what!"

There is no water in this statement. The Han army has multiplied millions of people since the beginning of the Eight Banners campaign. Although it was abolished by Qianlong, there are still at least 300,000 Han troops in the city. Every family in the Eight Banners has three 40,000 people, one out of ten can also draw three 4000 people.

Liu Heyi's father, Liu Wanquan, was immediately annoyed when he heard what Zu Jianchang said: "What do you mean, are we Zhenglanqi's family in the Han army? As long as the six sons speak, I will contact Xianglanqi right away! Don't dare to say anything else , It will definitely be no problem to pull hundreds of people out!"

The Liu family has several old cousins ​​in Xianglan Banner. People pull people together, and people collide with people. They can really pull hundreds of people out.

"Then I'll contact Xianghongqi!"

"My brother-in-law's family belongs to Zhenghuangqi, I'll contact them!"

"Zhenghongqi has many good brothers of mine!"

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A group of old guys seem to have opened up their minds. Every time you say something to me, the situation becomes bigger in an instant.

Today's matter is not about the Zhenglan family of the Han army, but about the Eight Banners of the Han army!
"The Han Army of the Eight Banners is a family, and the bones are broken and the tendons are connected,"

Zhao Guodong from the hukou room muttered, and glanced at Jia Xiaoliuzi, "If it's really not possible, let's open the city gate and let the Han people from the outer city come in."

Jia Liu was moved, not because he wanted to let the Han people from outside the city come in, but because if the old guys could mobilize the entire Eight Banners of the Han Army, then the Eight Banners Group of the Han Army headed by Jia Jia Shikai would really fly.

Not to mention the soldiers from Rehe, even the soldiers from Suiyuan, all the soldiers from Shandong are here, and Jia Jiashikai has the final say on this Beijing city!
It's done!

However, Jia Liu still offered a compromise plan. The old guys quickly contacted other Han army banners, but the target to be washed away was not the full eight banners, but the upper three banners full of eight banners.

"Tell the Mongolian Eight Banners and the Lower Five Banners Manchuria, as long as they are willing to do it, the property of the Upper Three Banners will be shared equally with them by the Han Army!"

"it is good!"

Zu Jianchang said that this plan is worthwhile, and other people think that this plan is safe, and it is easy to win over the Mongolian Eight Banners and the Lower Five Banners Manchuria.

Just do what you say, and act separately at the moment, with the Han Army's Zhenglan Banner Dutong Yamen as the temporary headquarters.

Jia Liu led his troops to the palace, whether it was to kill the emperor or protect the emperor, he had to get the emperor first.

Just as he was about to set off, he heard someone scolding from a distance, and turned around to see: My dear mother, why is Daquan here!

I saw Daquan coming in haste, accompanied by the steward Zhao Jinzhong and other family slaves. Before Jia Liu could call his father, Jia Daquan raised his hand and slapped him.

"Bah!"

Jia Liu, who had no way to avoid it, let alone fight back, was hit firmly in the face, and the left side of his face was in a burning pain.

"Damn it, father and son are in the battle, you bastard rebelled and didn't call you dad, are you so old that you can't hold a knife!"

Jia Daquan was out of breath. He was out of breath from running all the way, and the fat on his chest was undulating in waves.

　Thanks to solitude1947 and Xiaofeng 1999 for sponsoring 50 [-] taels of silver for the rise of the Eight Banners of the Han Army.

　　
　
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