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On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month in the 40th year of Qianlong, the sun rose as usual.

When Jia Liu woke up in the morning, he had been digging through the old almanac to see what was appropriate and what to avoid today, and found that everything was appropriate today, so he couldn't help being very happy, thinking it was a good omen from heaven.

When it came out, half of the almanac was missing.

Since the old man had to go to work today, Jia Liu had to wash up carefully and offer three sticks of incense to the old man devoutly, hoping that the old man would actively cooperate and not be passive in his work for the prosperity and wealth of future generations.

While offering incense, although Jia Liu didn't say anything, he believed that the old man underground would definitely receive his text messages.

Just finished incense and was about to have breakfast, Demu came to report, saying that Funihan, the doctor of the Ministry of punishment, wanted to expose the reactionary group headed by Man Shangshu Yinglian and Han Shangshu Cui Yingjie.

Hearing that there were still such officials actively seeking advancement, Jia Liu was immediately happy, and asked this Funihan about his background.

De Mudao: "My lord, this person is from Manchuria with a white flag. His grandfather is Soni, one of the four assistant ministers left by Lord Shunzhi. His grandfather is Suo'etu, a powerful minister of the Kangxi Dynasty. Qianlong served in the Ministry of Criminal Affairs in 23 years. Supervising and arresting the doctor."

Jia Liuyi heard that Funihan was so popular and had worked in the Ministry of Criminal Justice for 17 years, so he hurriedly asked Demu to bring him here.

When Funihan was brought over, his hands were still tied with ropes, but this did not prevent him from immediately kneeling down to his son-in-law, who was more than [-] years younger than himself, and said "dong dong" three times, and then he said out of righteous indignation: "The lower officials have reported that Yinglian and Cui Yingjie have colluded with each other and want to take advantage of the emperor's visit to the mausoleum to do treasonous things. Please investigate thoroughly!"

"Since you knew about this earlier, why did you report it now?"

Jia Liu put down the porridge bowl, picked up a boiled egg, tapped it on the table and began to peel it.

"Official, official"

Funihan paused for a moment.

"Get up,"

Considering that Funihangen is Miaohong and an expert of the Ministry of Punishment, and he took the initiative to report and expose, Jia Liu did not intend to embarrass him, and signaled Demu to release Funihan's handcuffs.

"The situation you reported, I will order someone to record it and thoroughly investigate it. If it is found out that you did not participate in this conspiracy to overthrow the Qing Dynasty, I will clear your name."

After biting half of the peeled egg into his stomach, and taking another mouthful of porridge, Jia Liu knocked on the table with his chopsticks, "But if it is found out that you knew about this in advance and you don't report it, even if I forgive you!" , the laws of the Qing Dynasty will not spare you!"

Bao Zhu, who was sitting and having breakfast with His Excellency the President, also patted the table: "My lord will never wrong a bad person, and he will never let a good person go!"

Ok?
Jia Liu almost choked on the other half of the egg, and stared angrily at Baozhu, an illiterate who couldn't speak.

Funihan was also taken aback when he heard that, but he didn't dare to point out that Mr. Bao, who was able to accompany His Excellency to drink porridge, was speaking poorly. He first swore that he had never participated in the conspiracy, and then suddenly said: "Your Majesty has a house in Beijing. Where my grandfather lived."

"Bah!"

Jia Liu didn't expect Funihan to be so straightforward, and immediately became furious, "Funihan, who are you as an official!"

"The next official is guilty, guilty!"

Funihan was so frightened that he "thumped" and fell to his knees, kowtowing like garlic.

This attitude of pleading guilty made Jia Liu look slightly calm: "Just now you said it was your grandfather Sony's house?"

"Yes Yes."

Funihan has several yes in a row.

"You know that you are guilty, which means you still have a conscience, you can tell right from wrong, and you can distinguish between good and evil. It's not irreversible. Well, it's not easy for the imperial court to train you. This official will give you the opportunity to expose Yinglian and others for your crimes and meritorious deeds. In addition, you Let’s pay for the crime.”

Based on the principle of curing diseases and saving lives, Jia Liu didn't want to do anything wrong.He signaled Demu to take him down first, and asked this Funihan to write the confession materials first, and then ask the emperor later after finishing the matter.

As for how much money to pay for the crime, Jia Liu did not force it, it was purely voluntary.

The reason why he did this was to keep this Funihan, not because he stood up to expose Yinglian and the others, but because Jia Liu needed someone to amend the laws of the Qing Dynasty for him.

This is a very professional matter that non-experts cannot do.

The current law of the Qing Dynasty is a smog created by the gang of the Ministry of Punishment, saying that brothers and sisters will be beheaded and exiled, so there is no kingly law.

After hastily finished the remaining half bowl of porridge, Jia Liu put on his hat, straightened his court clothes, took the court beads from Baozhu and put them around his neck, then took people to the imperial tent to accompany the fourth devil to visit the mausoleum.

When they arrived at the place, apart from the big and small officials who were arrested last night, four members of the princely committee leading the Five Banners Manchuria, Prince Heng Hongzhang, Prince Yi Hongxiao, Yujun Wang Lianghuan, and Hejun Wang Mianxun, had all arrived. Representatives of the Eight Banners were also present.

In the crowd, Hong Dade, Zu Jianchang and Jia Liu nodded.

When the princes saw Jia Liu, their expressions were a bit complicated. Obviously, the princes already knew what happened last night, and they understood that Prince Xin's son-in-law is now a very important figure.

A Siha approached Jia Liu quietly, and said in a low voice: "Just now, the servant and Fu Zhongtang discussed a few words about the concubine becoming king."

"Old man, you and I are brothers, we should be friends of the same generation, don't be a slave, what should I say if I don't like Fu Zhongtang?"

Jia Liu was quite concerned.

No matter how thick-skinned he is, it is impossible for him to bring up the matter of becoming a king himself. It must be Lao Ah and the others who rush to the front.

"Fu Zhongtang him,"

Old Ah Chao, who accompanied the emperor out of the imperial tent, glanced at Fuller, "He said the forehead is beautiful."

"Oh."

Jia Liu nodded slightly, Lao Fu was telling the truth.

Old Fu also saw the Sixth Brother, his expression didn't change, it was normal.

Qianlong still looked dead, turning a blind eye to the sudden disappearance of a large number of courtiers, and led all the officials to the top of the first emperor like a wooden man under the arrangement of the old man.

Below the top of the treasure is the underground palace.

Professionals from the Ministry of Industry, the Ministry of Rites, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs are all waiting.

After a symbolic sacrificial ceremony, a cordon was pulled up, and all irrelevant personnel remained outside the cordon, except for Qianlong, the Minister of Military Aircraft, the Minister of Internal Affairs, and the prince, Jia Liu, Santai, Hong Dade and other representatives of the Eight Banners.

Jia Liu walked behind the crowd.

The underground palace is still opened by Mr. Lei from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the technicians involved in opening the underground palace are also very skilled.

Everyone moved forward along the tomb passage, but no one spoke, and the atmosphere seemed very depressing.

Arriving at the coffin of the first emperor, after another ceremony, the coffin of the first emperor was slowly opened by professionals.

After reciting classical Chinese in a pretentious manner, Queenie, the minister of rites, respectfully invited the emperor to pay his respects to the remains of the late emperor.

"emperor?"

After Queenie called out again, Qianlong had some reaction, and walked to the side of the late emperor's coffin with an unfilial expression on his face.

Jia Liu watched from behind, a silver smile appeared on the corner of his mouth like a panda expression picture, and then he felt a sudden in his heart: After the fourth devil, he has to call his old man Daddy, wouldn't he be his grandfather?

This advantage was taken by Qianlong, and there was no reason for it.

However, Zhao Si and the old man looked similar after death. Without scientific equipment, even his own son couldn't tell who was who.

The princes and ministers held their breaths and concentrated, but they were not thinking about the late emperor in the coffin, but were all looking forward to the next blood test.

Qianlong's eyes finally fell on the face of the first emperor in the coffin, and then he froze there.

This fucking is my royal father?