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Chapter 419 We are all loyal ministers
Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns.

Jia Liu likes the current feeling very much.

To make the Qing Empire's heart stop suddenly by one's own strength, this achievement should be praised by Emperor Qin and Han Wu, "Six sons are really six!"

"You're threatening me!"

Old Fu was furious.

He knew very well that if he wanted to politically solve the three-way soldiers secretly transferred to Beijing by Qianlong, the premise was that these three-way soldiers could not enter Beijing.

But if Guizi Liu wants to let people in, it will be useless even if Qianlong is in their hands.

Because the strength in their hands is not enough to fight against the three-way soldiers and horses, plus Guizi Liu, a treacherous guy.

"It's not a threat, it's just presenting the facts to the old man, and it's reasonable. Let's talk psychologically, just with your broken guns, do you really not care about the heroes of the world?"

This world hero is obviously headed by Jia Liu.

"Devil six, you are fucking despicable and shameless!"

Old Fu was gnashing his teeth angrily. He hadn't been using Guizi Liu for a long time, but Guizi Liu had been using him all the time.

"It's not the first day you know me,"

Jia Liu felt that Lao Fu was a little unreasonable. Everyone had clearly understood him, so why Lao Fu's impression of him was still at the initial stage.

"traitor!"

Lao Fu flew out with a mouthful of saliva. Jia Liu made a precise prediction and stepped aside in time without being injured.

Dust off the cake crumbs that fell on his body, with a sullen expression on his face: "Brother, it's boring to talk about this, I am an ancestral handicraft."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to his own face, triumphantly: "Look at my nose, my eyes, and my head, tsk tsk, brave as Lu Bu, mighty like Wu Sangui, are you not half as good as me?"

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Lao Fu is stuck alive.

Growing up so big, I have never seen such a shameless person.

"I said it clearly. I didn't hide anything. As I said before, you give me 50 million taels. I will not only help you settle the city, but I will also help you settle the Rehe soldiers. Don't blame the brother for being ruthless."

Jia Liu has a smile on his face.

The old rich's face was uncertain, and after a while, he pleaded: "Good six sons, the big thing has been decided, as long as you bring someone to help the old brother, will the old brother treat you badly afterwards? I promise that the new emperor will treat you preferentially. Reuse it for you, prosperity and wealth are just around the corner"

Jia Liu hurriedly stopped, and said with a "humph": "Come on less! This time you will know that I am important, please? You didn't even notify me of the meeting!"

The happiest thing in life is deprived, no one can persuade this hatred.

It was not that he didn't want the six sons to participate in the meeting of the king and ministers discussing politics, but that Prince Zhuang, the admiral of the nine sects who had been promised in advance, had an idea.

In order to win Prince Zhuang's support for him and Yu Zhongtang's candidate for the new emperor, we can only feel sorry for the six sons first, and think about helping him find a Chengdu general after the new emperor ascends the throne, or reinstate the Sichuan admiral, and then release two Returning to Beijing in three years to join the Military Aircraft Department will be regarded as a complete meritorious deed.

Never thought that this kid has no patience at all, and in the blink of an eye he has become a key figure in determining the direction of the capital.

"Six sons, this is my elder brother's fault, but don't worry, as long as you are willing to help, my elder brother will protect you to enter the military plane, and then ask the new emperor to grant you a three-eyed flower feather. How about being an imperial minister? It's not impossible to be a marquis or a duke."

Lao Fu knew that the admiral of the Nine Gates would not be able to take action directly.

There is no way, the other party's rising tide lifts all boats.

"Shut up! Daydreaming!"

But Jia Liu didn't make any money, "There is no discussion, if you don't give me 50 million taels, I will send Rehe soldiers into the city to protect the emperor and restore him. By then, you gangsters and thieves will all die!"

"Ghost Six, if you do this, you are against the Mutual Aid Society. You'd better think about the consequences!"

The helpless old rich is coming hard again.

Jia Liu laughed heartily, the laughter stopped abruptly, and he shot at Old Fu fiercely: "Fu Lehun, do you know who killed Wen Fu?"

"Ok?"

The old man was stunned, and the heroic voice of Debu, the commander of Chang Wei's army, sounded in his ears: "It's my lord!"

"Do you know who killed Hai Lancha?"

"It's my lord!"

"Do you know who killed the brothers Fu Kang'an and Fu Chang'an?"

"By the way, it's still my lord!"

"Do you know who killed Mingliang?"

Jia Liu plaited, "Don't guess, it's me! It's all me, it's all me! Yes, and that old clapper, Agui, do you think you killed it? Dreaming, I killed it! I just It's killing people with a knife!"

In the voice, there seemed to be an invisible aura trembling behind him.

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Lao Fu was shocked beyond words.

The pupils are about to dilate!

For a while, he could neither digest nor accept that the kid in front of him had done so many outrageous things.

Jia Liu withdrew his eyes, stared at the old Fu Fu who looked like a wooden man and smiled darkly: "I've told you so much, what do you understand?"

"That's it,"

After a long time, the old Fu sighed, and laughed at himself: "It's true that the waves of the Yangtze River push forward the waves of the past. Talented people emerge from generation to generation. I've lost my sight. I didn't expect Mrs. Jia to be such a hero, so powerful."

Slowly got up, slapped his sleeves, and glared angrily: "If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you, you are a traitor to the Qing Dynasty, a traitor!"

"You can say that my old man, my father, my father is a traitor, but the label of traitor cannot be pinned on my head. I am an authentic old man from Manchuria in Red Flag!"

Jia Liu must correct this mistake in identity positioning.

"Little man wins!"

Old Fu looked at Deb next to him: "Don't take the old man's head!"

Deb drew his knife in his hand and looked at the lord.

Master Jia gently tugged Lao Fu down, with a kind expression, gentle eyes, and a soft voice: "Old brother, why are you in a hurry? It's not easy to want to die? The problem is that it's not good to live? We are officials for What? Isn’t it just fishing for money and enjoying happiness? So, don’t give up on it.”

Old Fu snorted slightly: "What do you want to say, kid?"

"50 million taels, you definitely won't be able to get it out, and neither can those clans, but as long as the Qing Dynasty is still there, the money can always be paid out. If you can't get it out in a year, it will be two years. Years, just take it slowly."

Jia Liu gave a dry laugh, and he agreed to pay in installments.

"Will you help me?"

The old rich will get it wrong.

Jia Liu shook his head, and pulled Lao Fu to sit down, "Those clans have no money, I think my brother might as well ask the emperor to resettle with me."

"what?!"

Old Fu's instinct of shock stood up again: How can this be done!

"After the matter is completed, you will be the chief minister of military affairs, and I will be the general. If you and my brothers work together, are you afraid that there will be no glory and wealth?"

In order to let the well-connected old rich go on the road, Jia Liu even offered a temptation that the old rich couldn't refuse.

That is, the real estate of Prince Jane's mansion belongs to Lao Fu.

"you you you!"

Old Fu followed you three times, and his breathing became extremely rapid, but finally he shook his head: "Qianlong will not let me go."

"Look, you're confused, aren't you?"

Jia Liu chuckled: "Shangsanqi is about to be killed, even if Qianlong is restored, who can he point at?"

Old Fu was silent.

"Don't forget, the emperor is Han. If he doesn't know how to play, it's not a problem for the empress dowager to follow the emperor's heels."

Jia Liu continued to enlighten, without the old rich presiding over the court, the affairs of Beijing depended on him, Jia Liu really couldn't handle it.

After all, politics is not as simple as fighting and killing.

Only with a stable court can there be stable money.

"Prince Zhuang and Prince Jane must be killed, and the crowd of Manchuria under the Five Banners will be leaderless, otherwise there will be trouble."

Old Fu Mosuo put his hands together, hesitantly and blushing, "For the safety of the emperor, I am also bearing the burden of humiliation, right?"

"Yes, yes, we are all loyal to the emperor."

Jia Liu kept nodding his head, "Old Fu is, so is he."

(End of this chapter)