Sir, you have to pay more

Jia Liu was really angry.

The old Futai did not count.

I really thought he could build his own archway!

I don't even think about what kind of background I was in the past, saying that the word "corrupt official" is a compliment to you, almost like a dog official.

It would be fine if Jia Liu didn't say hello to him, but it was clearly agreed that the income of selling officials would be four or six cents, and Jia Liu would bear the bad reputation of selling officials.

You rich old man turns a blind eye, sits at home making money every day, what is there to be dissatisfied with?
To put it mildly, your surprise attack is a betrayal of political allies and a serious breach of integrity.

On a more advanced level, what does the Daqing surname Aixinjueluo have to do with your Zhang Jia family?

But Lao Fu's heart is really broken, and he dared to think about being a filial son and grandson of the Qing Dynasty.

This, Jia Liu will never agree.

Shuan Zhu noticed that the young master's braids were all up, which showed how angry he was.

"Damn it, Fuller didn't mean to mess with me, he just meant to make things difficult for me! He made me anxious, so I stripped his ancestral grave!"

Angrily, Jia Liu pulled off the fake braids on the back of his head, and slapped his hand in the void, making a deep, powerful, yet light and crisp sound.

This sound not only shocked the eldest brother-in-law and Lao Ah, but also shocked Jia Liu himself.

"Damn it, play yin with me, I will play yang with you!"

Angrily, Jia Liu pointed at Shuanzhu with his braids like a whip: "Call me Demu, Ruilin, Laiwang, and Li Wen, and tell them that I want to be on the side of the Qing emperor! Ask the brothers who guard the barracks if they will listen." I belong to the great president!"

The enraged Jia Liu wants to mobilize troops, and this refusal will never give in. He must let Lao Fu know who is the king of the Qing Dynasty.

It was the first time for the eldest brother-in-law to see his brother-in-law getting so angry, and he still pointed the finger at the foreman Junji Fu Zhongtang, and even said that he wanted to transfer troops to Qingjun's side, so scared that the chopsticks in his hands fell to the ground, his expression was like hitting a ghost in the daytime, he was too scared to say anything Come on.

Jia Liu slammed another heavy fist on the table.

He has never been so angry since he grew up. He treats Laofu as a treasure, and Laofu treats him as grass. He used to think that someone would clean up the mess for him, and he was used to Laofu.

This time, if the old guy's liver is not blown, his surname will not be Jia.

It's no wonder that Jia Liu was so angry. Lao Fu's early holiday notice seriously affected his newly opened business of selling officials.

It can even be said to be a dimensionality reduction blow, the kind of blow that directly shuts him down.

Not to mention the need for money to lead the Qing Dynasty to prosperity, but how many brothers in the capital are living with him. If there is no money, what will he use to feed these wolves.

"Mr. Qingqing's side?!"

A Siha was stunned for a moment, his face turned pale in an instant, and then he was ecstatic in his heart.

If Mr. Forefather really kills Fullerhun, will it be his turn to be the foreman and preside over the military aircraft department?

Do it, forehead!
If you don't do it, it's my grandson!
The scene is rather peculiar.

One stood there with his mouth open to swallow the sky, the other was too frightened to speak, the one looked flustered but gloated, and the other silently ate two mouthfuls of food.

At this juncture, there is no one else who can eat except Shuan Zhu.

Just when the young master's braid was about to be drawn, Shuan Zhu expressed his opinion: "Master, this matter requires literature, not martial arts."

Ok?
Jia Liu's eyelids twitched for no reason.

"The rich thief bullied me so much, if you don't teach him a lesson, you can bear it, but I can't bear it, your young master!"

Jia Liu allowed Shuanzhu to express his opinion, but he had already decided on this matter, and Shuanzhu must implement it unconditionally.

Shuan Zhu explained: "It's not that Zhu Zi didn't listen to the young master's orders, it's just that if the young master wants to mobilize troops to fight Fu Zhongtang, he will be an enemy of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty."

Jia Liu didn't take it seriously: "What I want to kill is a rich thief, what does it have to do with the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty?"

Really wanted to kill.

[-]% sure.

The guards were pulled together by Jia Liu, and the people from the Green Camp in the original capital don't want them to kill a middle hall and let them rush into the Forbidden City. I'm afraid this gang of tigers and wolves who have made a fortune in the ominous incidents all over the city will not do it. wink.

The current control of Jiumen is still in the hands of Jia Liu, and it is no problem at all to order two battalions of elite soldiers to attack the old rich family.

And there is righteousness.

It's really Qingjun's side.

Let Qianlong out when you're done.

The trouble is that Uncle Se must not agree to do this, because Uncle Se and his son are at the top of Qianlong's must-kill black list.

So there is only [-]% certainty.

After all, the guards of the Three Banners in Master Se's hand are not for display.

Uncle Se, who has experienced palace chaos, still has a relatively strong control over the guards.

Shuan Zhu ignored the young master, but looked at the frightened eldest uncle beside him, and said leisurely: "Uncle, do you like to have a holiday?"

"Uh-huh."

The eldest brother-in-law hummed twice, not knowing whether to like it or not.

Jia Liu understood what Shuan Zhu wanted to express.

"Master, it is very popular for Fu Zhongtang to give the yamen a holiday in advance, but the young master dispatched troops to deal with Fu Zhongtang for his own self-interest. Forgive Zhuzi, young master, you are blatantly opposing all the officials in the Qing Dynasty."

Shuan Zhu stood up, saying that the young master really wanted to fight against the officials of the Qing Dynasty, so he would call for troops to be transferred now.

"Have a meal."

Jia Liu sat down.

It's just that this meal is extremely tasteless.

A Siha was even more disappointing, his forehead was not impulsive, how could he go further.

Brother Yang is really a bad guy and a good thing.

No, after the forehead cleaned the rice in the bowl, he suddenly looked at him: "Old man, how will I treat you?"

A Siha quickly got up without even thinking about it, and bowed deeply: "Without the forehead, there would be no humble job today. Without the forehead, the life of the humble job would have been killed by traitors long ago. The forehead is the reincarnated parents of the humble job!"

The voice is still nasal at the end, and the sincerity cannot be more sincere.

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The eldest brother-in-law next to him was dumbfounded, Asiha is the god of the official department, Mr Man Shangshu!
Although my brother-in-law is the admiral of the Nine Schools, the right servant of the Ministry of War, the deputy commander of the Zhenglan Banner of the Han Army, and holds military power, but in terms of rank, he is one level lower than Renman Shangshu. Put your figure so low.

No matter how you look at it, Tangtang Manshangshu is like a slave to his master in front of his brother-in-law.

Thinking about how my brother-in-law wanted to transfer troops to Qingjun's side earlier, the eldest brother-in-law's eyes were a little more respectful invisibly.

There is also a hint of fear.

"Ah."

Jia Liu nodded slightly, and casually glanced at Shuanzhu, to the effect that you, the boy, should learn more from A Shangshu.

Live and learn.

Although the old man was a trash appointed by Qianlong, he couldn't stand the prosperity of his official career, and he was ups and downs everywhere.

With this ability, how can ordinary people compare?

"Then I will work hard for you. You can seal the official department as usual. Officials should have a holiday when they are on business. However, you can bring all the seals of the official department to my house."

Jia Liu got up and snorted coldly: "From today until the opening of the seal, my family is the second official department of the Qing Dynasty, do you understand?"

"what?!"

A Siha was so startled that he almost jumped up, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

Take the big seal of the Ministry of Officials to the family of the forehead, this.
What's the difference between this and treason? This is to beheaded!
"how?"

Jia Liuyi's eyes drifted away as if you were not loyal enough.

Old Ah was so frightened that he didn't dare to think about it anymore, he straightened his waist and put his legs together: "Hey!"