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Chapter 425 Old Rich, Too Much
Qianlong was forced to write down the edict of abdication, and when the imperial family won a complete victory, the Qianqing Palace was "recovered".

It took a lot of effort to regain it. At first, Prince Kang Yongen thought that the clan's children had led people into the Qianqing Palace, so he specially sent Sun Wufu, the deputy capital of the Han army with a red flag, to shout, and wanted to let the clan and banner people inside They all went out of the palace, but just after Sun Wufu finished shouting, there was a gunshot from inside.

If Lord Wufu hadn't been able to hide quickly, he might have died for the country on the spot.

The more Wufu looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong, so he asked people to find the palace eunuch who had escaped from the Qianqing Palace. After asking several times, he confirmed that it was not the children of the clan who captured the Qianqing Palace, but an armed force that he had never heard of.

Compared with the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the Palace of Heavenly Purity is the core of the imperial palace, and the meeting of kings and ministers must also be held in the Palace of Heavenly Purity.

His old Biao Lingxian was supported by Prince Kang and King Pingjun, so Sun Wufu led his subordinates who entered the palace with him, together with the Zhengbai Banner guards assigned to him by King Pingjun, launched a fierce attack on Qianqing Palace.

There were only a dozen or so members of the Eight Diagrams sect guarding the Qianqing Palace. How could they withstand the attack of so many people from the Qing army? In the end, some were killed, and some escaped over the wall.

Afterwards, Sun Wufu, who knew the importance of Qianqing Palace, didn't go anywhere, and didn't send anyone to clear up the escaped unknown militants. He took his cousin Ling Xian to stay here, and thought about the change of dynasty after dawn.

In order to thank his cousin for his support, Lingxian directly promised that once he ascended the throne, he would let his cousin be the governor of Zhili.

Wufu's heart is not black, and he is satisfied with the governor's reward.

I don't want to, I was dreaming, the old guy Sehentu came over suddenly, and then my cousin's dream of the governor and his cousin's dream of the emperor broke down.

There was nothing thrilling about the process, and there was nothing remarkable about the fierce resistance.

It was probably because Sehentu took out the smoke and borrowed a fire from Wufu, and then when Wufu was lighting the fire, someone stabbed him from behind.

Ling Xian was strangled to death with a rope.

When being strangled, you may be thinking about it, why is it like this?

baffling.

After Mr. Se dealt with the Eight Banners reactionary gang that occupied the Qianqing Palace, he asked his second son, Urshibalan, to stay here with his men, while he went to deal with the others.

When Jia Liu came to the place with the old Fu who insisted on pestering him, the second cousin was leading people to clean up the palace.

There are quite a few corpses, among them is the eighth elder brother Yongxuan who was killed by the Bagua sect.

Seeing his cousin Tong Fubutang's expression relaxed, the second cousin knew that the matter was settled, and his heart sank immediately.

Old Fu pulled Wu Erbiao aside and said in a low voice, "Is there a ladder? I'll do something with Master Jia."

"Have!"

Cousin Wu Er was very clever, he didn't even ask Fubutang what his cousin was doing, he just asked someone to find a ladder.

"I'll do it myself, you're busy."

Lao Fu worked tirelessly, and as a minister, he actually carried the ladder into the hall by himself.

Jia Liu thought for a while, and told his second cousin that Qianlong had the crown prince's name hidden on the upright plaque.

Wu Er's face suddenly became solemn: "This is a very important matter, you go in and have a look, I will lead someone to guard."

"it is good."

Jia Liu nodded and signaled Debu and the others to enter the hall with him, while the others stayed outside to guard.

After stepping into the main hall of Qianqing Palace, the first thing that catches the eye is the plaque of "Uprightness and Brightness" hanging above the dragon seat. Unfortunately, this plaque was written by Shunzhi, or else it was an ironclad proof that Qianlong wanted to overthrow Manchuria.

Calling the soul in secret is not counted, but it is upright, Qianlong is not small.

Old Fu was standing under the plaque with a ladder on his shoulders, looking at it. Jia Liu hurriedly asked Deb and the others to help.

When Deb and the others set up the ladder and held it up, Old Fu, whose curiosity was overwhelmed, was about to climb up immediately, but just as one foot was on the ladder, he suddenly paused, and then twitched the foot that was on the ladder. Turning back, he turned to look at the six sons: "I'm afraid of heights, you come here."

Jia Liu knew the answer, so he didn't want to bother with it at all, but Lao Fu's gesture was what he wanted, and immediately he climbed up the steps with both hands and feet.

The backside of the upright plaque is full of dust, probably it hasn't been swept for two years.

I reached out and touched it, and there was a box, so I quickly took it out, and went down the stairs with a "thump thump".

Old Fu took the lantern and couldn't wait to come forward, but he saw that the six sons sat on the dragon chair with the box in their arms, and were concentrating on how to open the box.

"No, just pry it open,"

Lao Fu was very anxious.

"Need not,"

Jia Liu, who was on the dragon chair, touched the box with his hands, flicked two fingers, and the box opened with a bang.

There is a piece of yellow cloth inside, which looks similar to the color of the imperial decree.

"who is it!"

Lao Fu's heart rose to his throat.

Jia Liu picked up the yellow cloth and opened it slowly, thinking that if there was an advertisement for Lao Fu, it would be fine to charge him a hundred taels.

Finally, the yellow cloth was opened, and there was no nonsense on it, it was the name of the fifteenth elder brother Yongyan.

Or Manchu, Chinese and Mongolian trilingual.

"Fifteen brother?"

The disappointed look on the old rich's face was clearly illuminated by the light.

"how?"

Jia Liu was surprised that Lao Fu shouldn't have such a big reaction to the candidate for the crown prince. Logically, he should be the same as himself, calm and calm.

Because whoever wants to be emperor in the future needs the consent of his brothers.

Of course, the premise is that his brothers don't get hacked.

"Fifteen elder brother, let's go to fifteen elder brother,"

While Jia Liu was talking, he folded the yellow cloth again and prepared to send it back to the upright plaque. It was too boring to tamper with the will, and he didn't bother to do it.

He only likes to draft edicts by himself. Yongzheng, who has been dead for forty years, has just opened for business.

No way, Lao Fu became emotional, grabbed the yellow cloth, and almost begged, "Liu Zi, can I ask you one thing?"

"what's up?"

Jia Liu wondered.

Old Fu swallowed, and said in a low voice, "Can we change?"

"Change someone?"

Jia Liu looked at Lao Fu carefully, the old boy had no blood relationship with Shuan Zhu, how could he think of going together.

After thinking about it for a moment, ask who does the old rich want to change?
Old Fu blurted out: "The Twelfth Elder Brother Yongxiu!"

Jia Liu raised his brows: "Brother, tell the truth, does Yongzheng have a relationship with you?"

"No, no kiss,"

Lao Fu's expression became a little sad, "Yongxi's mother is Queen Nala."

"Oh?"

Jia Liu's spirit leader came up, and tugged at the sad old Fu: "Are you having an affair with Queen Nala?"

"What nonsense, Xian'er and I are innocent! You are not allowed to talk nonsense!"

Old Fu was impatient.

Jia Liu stared at Old Fu and looked again, convinced that he and that Xianer Nala might really be innocent, but there must be something shady between them.

Substitution, it doesn't matter.

Moreover, it was the twelfth elder brother Yongxie who was replaced, so it didn't matter to Jia Liu.

In my impression, it seems that this twelfth elder brother is also a short-lived ghost, and he must be ahead of his father, so it is not impossible to be a favor.

The question is, what good is he?
"It stands to reason that the old brother opened his mouth. I will definitely help you with this little matter, but... how should I say this, it is that."

Jia Liu was also a little embarrassed to make it clear that after all, Lao Fu treated him well, and he would point at the other party to form a cabinet and maintain the government in the future.

But how could Lao Fu not see his thoughts?
"You wait for me, please wait for me!"

Old Fu grabbed Deb, "Go, help me with something."

Before Deb could react, he was taken away by Old Fula.

Jia Liu looked confused, not knowing what old Fu was doing with Deb.

There is nothing left and right, and he was born to let the fourth devil wait, so he simply sat on the dragon chair and admired it.

About an hour after touching a stick of incense, the gate of the palace was opened again.

It was Lao Fu and Deb who came in, but Deb carried an extra person on his shoulders.

Look at the figure is a girl.

Now Jia Liu's curiosity flared up, "Deng Deng" ran over to see who Lao Fu got here, as long as it wasn't the Queen Mother.

"Put it down, put it down, let it go lightly."

Old Fu motioned Deb to put the unconscious woman on the ground, then pulled Jia Liu over, pointed at the woman and said, "This is Mr. Shun, the daughter of the former governor of Liangjiang, Aibida, the holy grandfather, Empress Xiaozhaoren. grandniece."

Jia Liu was startled: Fuck me, Qianlong's woman!

In the line of sight, this nobleman Shun looked about in his twenties, his figure was nothing to say, bulging, and his face was even more superb, an absolute beauty, a particularly exciting kind, which made people feel I want to do it just by looking at it.

"Liuzi, as long as you do me this favor, I will get Mr. Shun out of the palace. From now on,"

Old Fu looks like you understand.

(End of this chapter)