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Chapter 453 I miss you guys
Jia Liu overestimated his own volume, and when he yelled out of anger, the number of likes was more than a thousand at most, never more than ten thousand.

This means that at most only [-]% of the soldiers heard his voice, and the remaining [-]% didn't say they couldn't hear Premier Jia's call, and they didn't even know that Mr. Jia wanted to kill them.

The first to arrive in Tongzhou was not Jia Liu’s old ministry when he was the prime minister of Shandong, but the 300 soldiers in Qingzhou led by Wu Shibu, the vice-capital of the Manchuria of Xiangbai Banner, who went to Linqing with the scholar Shu Hede. There are 200 soldiers in Cangzhou led by Yilin, the first-class guard of the gate. In addition, there are 130 sharpshooters led by Batubao, the second-class guard of Qianqingmen, and more than [-] boatmen.

The cavalry on the shore was the Mongolian cavalry once under the command of Asiha, and now it is led by Chunning, a bodyguard from the Zhenghuang Banner of Mongolia.

Except for the Mongolian cavalry of the Chunning Ministry, these soldiers and horses all followed Shu Hede to help Linqing in the later period. How could they know the name of Prime Minister Jia Jia.

However, the Mongolian cavalry was not happy with Prime Minister Jia Jia. The poor performance of the Mongolian cavalry was obvious to all when attacking the old and new cities of Linxin.

The angry Jia Liu sued Asiha, who was then the censor of the capital, and the Mongolian cavalry to the capital after the war, accusing these people of being a waste leading a group of waste.

Doing so would certainly offend people greatly.

At least in the eyes of the Mongolian soldiers, this Prime Minister Jia must be a big traitor.

So, how could it be possible to hang him.

Therefore, after a short period of commotion, the Manchurian soldiers did what they were supposed to do, and no one responded, leaving President Jia, who was in high spirits, on the pier in the sun.

The president still didn't realize that something was wrong, and he was saying affectionately to his subordinates: "Do you know that in the Mediterranean Sea, thousands of miles away, on an island full of Latin style, a baby was born, this baby is a hero, the great France because With him became great, and his name is Napoleon Bonaparte Today, now, on the banks of the Grand Canal, in the middle of the night, I am Napoleon."

It's not that Jia Liu is bragging, what he is doing now is what Napoleonova will do when she grows up.

Thinking how similar Napoleon was to Jia Shikai in his life, they both experienced ups and downs, the third was poorer, and the fourth was richer.

On the art of war, the two are evenly matched.

One is a famous French general, and the other is a famous general of the Qing Dynasty.

In terms of political art, Napoleon is much worse than Japoleon.

Because Jia Polun has never made enemies everywhere, and the philosophy he has been pursuing since he became an official is-"As many friends as there are, enemies will be as few as possible."

In order to make friends, it is really more than a thousand dollars, and Napoleon is far behind.

"Your Excellency the President is not only the only gentleman in the Qing Dynasty, but also the only hero in the Qing Dynasty. I believe that under the leadership of the President, the Qing Dynasty will be able to have a peaceful country, a strong army, and a peaceful world."

As the captain of the president's personal bodyguard, Baozhu's admiration for the president is absolutely from the bottom of his heart, and he firmly believes that the president can summon tens of thousands of soldiers with a single word.

Jia Liu felt relieved: "It's fine to talk about these things in private. Don't say them to the outside world. It will have a bad influence. But what you said is very real. Only under the leadership of me, Jia, can the Qing Dynasty be better."

Just as they were talking, a group of Manchurian soldiers, decorated with the Eight Banners forward battalion, holding a big bow in their hands and carrying arrow pots on their backs, passed by in a line.

He didn't pay attention to the guards on the pier and Lord Jia Jia, the admiral of the Nine Gates.

"asshole!"

Just as Baozhu was about to get angry, Jia Liu pulled him aside, consciously making way for the gang of Eight Banners marksmen.

"Those who don't know don't blame."

Jia Liu reasoned, he had never seen this team of Eight Banners soldiers before, and guessed that they belonged to the Eight Banners brother troops, so there was no reason to blame them for not knowing Taishan.

"Whoo!"

Bao Zhu responded with a muffled voice, looking at the gang of high-spirited marksman bosses who were not convinced.

In terms of archery, who under the Eight Banners is better than the Saurons!

With his hands behind his back, Jia Liu looked with great interest at the group of sharpshooters who had already reached the embankment, as well as the yellow mantle leading the team at the front. Now as long as he is willing to wave his hand, more than two hundred shots hidden high The shotgun can be fired, and it is guaranteed that these sharpshooters will be reimbursed collectively before they even have time to string their arrows.

Another group of Manchurian soldiers went ashore, and then led by Yi Lin, the first-class bodyguard in front of the imperial court, who was also wearing a yellow jacket, walked to the pier.

Like the previous group of Eight Banners soldiers, this group of full soldiers was still unimpressed with the guards on the pier, and passed in front of the guards with neat steps.

The first-class bodyguard in front of the imperial court didn't stop for a while, and called President Jia Da, the admiral of the nine gates, to say hello.

Jia Liu still didn't say a word, because this was also a brother army he didn't know.

Rubbing his hands to his mouth, he took a deep breath, shrunk his neck that was a little numb from the cold wind of the river, and continued to wait patiently.

Master Shu can put on airs, but he can't stay on the boat forever, so he, President Jia, will stay here to see how long you can put on airs, Master Shu.

Not far away, the Mongolian horse team also went to the city. Tongzhou is an important town at the northern end of the canal. There are vacant barracks inside and outside the city, which can accommodate tens of thousands of soldiers and horses.

While waiting, another group of Manchu soldiers came over. This group of Manchu soldiers was obviously different from the previous two groups, because many soldiers carried garlic on their backs.

Many soldiers spoke "I" in their tone, which sounded like Shandong.

This Manchurian army is the descendants of the Manchurian soldiers stationed in Dezhou 100 years ago, led by Wu Shibu, the Deputy Commander of Manchuria with the White Banner.

Jia Liu is the deputy capital commander of the Zhenglan Banner of the Han Army, and Wu Shibu is the deputy capital commander of the Manchurian Army. According to past rules, he is higher than Jia Liu, the deputy capital commander of the Han Army.

So when Da Jialiu passed by, Wu Shibu just nodded symbolically, and then led his men from Dezhou to leave the canal and enter Tongzhou City.

There is no military ship coming from behind for the time being. It may be waiting for the military ship in front to turn around, or it may be landing at another dock.

Jia Liu finally realized that he had made a mistake in his judgment, and the yelling just now was in vain, but he would not feel discouraged by it. Instead, he said lightly to Baozhu, who wanted to comfort him: "It's okay, I have a thick skin."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the boat with lanterns hung on by Master Shu, and asked De Zhu to find a few charcoal stoves to keep warm. It was really impossible to light a few fires at the dock.

Today he didn't do anything, just spent time with Lao Shu.

Dezhu asked people to go to Sihai Restaurant to fetch some charcoal stoves, and specially brought a small stool for the president to sit on.

Sitting by the charcoal stove, Jia Liu looked at Feng Qingshui quietly warming up by the fire, but he was actually scolding his mother in his heart.

Although the three teams that didn't give him face just now were brother troops, they were obviously not good at being human. It was really unbearable for my uncle to bear his prestige in front of President Jia's subordinates.

As time passed by, Master Shu on the canal boat was quite calm. He neither went ashore nor sent anyone to communicate with President Jia. He was very calm.

To put it bluntly, it is to maintain the officialdom system, but to put it bluntly, it is jealousy, envious of this young man on the bank who has been promoted by rocket in only two or three years.

Of course, he may also have realized that the emperor sent this young man here, most likely to ask Master Shu to hand over his military power.

If this is the case, Shu Hede would not dare to resist the order, but the clay figurines also have a temper, and let the young admiral of the nine sects wait in the cold wind, even if the emperor knew it, he would not be able to find out.

In the cold winter months and beside the canal, the wind was not so low. Even with a heater, Jia Liu would not feel well at this time.

"Baozhu, are you cold?"

"Back to the President, we are not cold!"

Jia Liu nodded slightly.

Another stick of incense, asked the same question again, and got the same answer.

This time, Jia Liu had obvious disappointment on his face.

Baozhu is really naive, he won't let the president down even a single step.

Can't you just say it's cold!
It's freezing cold, the president wanted to keep the officers and soldiers warm from the wind and cold in order not to damage his face, isn't it a good story.

I have no choice but to be tough.

After another stick of incense, Jia Liu couldn't take it anymore, and was about to ask De Zhu again if they were cold, when a group of torches were approaching in the distance, and then a familiar voice came: "Is the Prime Minister here!"

This voice was the only one of the Shandong General Army, the Manchu hero who led thousands of green battalion soldiers but could not defeat dozens of ever-victorious troops.

Why is it said that he is a man from Manchuria, because although he has been defeated many times, he has been defeated and fought repeatedly, and has never passively avoided wars!
If he is not a hero, what is it?
"Is it Chief Wei?"

Jia Liu got up in a "huge" way, and rushed towards the only one who was coming, and grabbed the opponent's hands, and said excitedly: "You are finally here, I, I...I miss you so much!"

When I got up, my movements were too large, and I kicked a small stool into the canal.

(End of this chapter)