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Chapter 700 Salute to Emperor Gao!

The sound of the bell broke my big business!

Jia Liu was filled with resentment, his reputation as a well-behaved dutiful son was ruined by Enming and his ama, and he was extremely disappointed. If it wasn't for Enming's relationship, he must have suspected that Zhong Yin'an had ulterior motives.

But Zhong Yin also had good intentions, and he really couldn't get angry.

But the same is true for Lao Fu, he has already reached the entrance of the cave, why don't you think about it for a while, just push it in!

What advice do you listen to!
Listen to people's persuasion, three generations of poverty, do you know!

After the top, everyone slashed at each other with watermelon knives.

The strength of the club has never been based on words, but on who has more brothers.

With the support of the East Star Gang of the colored men, Jia Liu tried his best to cut the old rich from Tsim Sha Tsui to Lantau Island.

As a result, Lao Fu insisted on venting ahead of time, which was disappointing.

Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, it doesn't look like a powerful minister. The prime minister told you to do it for nothing!
On the day when Fang Jialiu entered the city, he made clear arrangements. At least ten cannons were set up on the city, and five hundred musketeers were ambushed. Can't even run away.

When we meet, there is a small gun in the left sleeve and lime in the right sleeve.
It's good to think about it.

Old Fu didn't even dare to touch the hostage his brother had taken for him, so what else would he dare to do?
If all the heroes in the world are like this idiot, why worry about the failure of the great cause!
But to be honest, Lao Fu's listening to people's persuasion also shows that he still has a little bit of personal affection for the sixth brother, otherwise Zhong Yin would not be able to persuade him.

That's right, even if someone talks about love, he can't help but talk about it.

In the future, the leader of the world's largest gang will still be called Lao Fu.

When I was happy, I sat down and finished eating the other half of the chicken leg.

The mind is light and the air is leisurely, the clouds are calm and the wind is light, and the sixteen-character mantra of not being surprised is truly achieved.

Seeing the three club members staring at him, they raised their hands and waved: "It's okay, just do what you have to do, the meeting will be opened, the votes will be voted for, and if the sky doesn't fall, they will just stay here with me, people think I'm here to bribe votes."

"Whoo!"

The three of Asiha hurriedly bowed and withdrew.

"My lord, this?"

The first bodyguard, Baozhu, stepped forward to ask whether to destroy the white cloth of "revenge for the father".

According to the rules of the meeting, each participating prince and minister can only bring one entourage into the clan mansion, and Jia Liu of course chose a Baozhu who can hit eight.

"Keep it for next time, and write when you can save it."

In the spirit of saving money, Jia Liu signaled that he would put the things on Baozhu's body and carry them close to his body, and take them out whenever he needed them.

The old three came to the outer room, but they went to the hut by coincidence.

After that, all three were silent.

In the end, Enming, who had just joined the group, broke the silence, and said in confusion, "Why do I feel that my son-in-law is wishing his father would die?"

Hearing this, Queenie corrected immediately: "It is Your Majesty who wishes for the death of the Supreme Emperor."

"Yep."

Enming nodded, and persuaded himself to join in, and his consciousness should have improved.

The old man frowned slightly, and it was necessary to remind the two colleagues: "You can't say that. Your Majesty said that you should not just look at the surface of everything, but understand it from a deeper level. I thought that your majesty is not wishing for the death of the Supreme Emperor, but for the sake of the country and society of the Qing Dynasty. To make some sacrifices, to put it bluntly, this is what a Mingjun should look like, and it is also the difference between Your Majesty and us ordinary people."

Speaking of this, I asked the two colleagues deeply, "If Your Majesty behaves like Fu Zhongtang is indecisive, will we have a place to die in the future?"

"Yes, yes, that's true. Your majesty's vision and determination are beyond my reach."

Enming nodded again and again. Fu Zhongtang really captured the Supreme Emperor and Prince Bao. If His Majesty dared not fight for the lives of his relatives, how would he seize the highest power in the Qing Dynasty?
In the end, I am afraid that I will end up as a knife and I as a fish.

Once Jia Dang's usurpation of power comes to light, even if his Enming is protected by Ama Zhongyin, he may not be able to escape Fu Zhongtang's liquidation.

"Being able to follow Your Majesty, a Mingjun who comes out every 500 years, no, a Mingjun who comes out once a thousand years, is really a blessing for us. A certain man followed His Majesty in this life, and his children and grandchildren will follow His Majesty in the future, endlessly."

Asha was filled with emotions, and through this incident, he became more determined to follow His Majesty to the end.

Queenie nodded, but coughed: "But this matter is only known to the three of us, and it must not be spread, after all."

After all, what a shame to say.

Asha and Enming knew it: it's a good thing for His Majesty to make a decision immediately, but it's not good for Lao Tzu's reputation.

For the sake of the superior, this matter can only rot in the stomach.

To let the world know that the Supreme Emperor has not been arrested yet, His Majesty is happily wearing sackcloth and filial piety, and invites the theater troupe to dance on the grave, but there is no way to explain it to the people all over the world.

After reaching a consensus, the three invited each other, but when they arrived at the door, they found that Su La was waiting by the door with a cleaning tool, and stared at the three of them with small eyes.

The three of them were startled immediately, and their expressions changed one after another. They suspected that the conversation just now might have been listened to by Su La, and it would be a big mess.

A Siha's heart broke, and he wanted to team up with Quini and Enming to trap this Sura to death. Seeing this, Na Sura quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Three adults, my own people, my own people, from my secret service."

"My own?"

Just saying that his own person, Queenie, didn't believe it, but when he heard that the Secret Service was relieved, he nodded to Nasula, and his heart became more confident.

There are people loyal to His Majesty even in the hut, so He Chou can't usurp the throne successfully.

The afternoon process was still presided over by the twelfth elder brother Yongxie, and the old rich did not leave. None of the princes and ministers who participated in the voting in the morning were late or left early.

As the person in charge of the Ministry of Rites, Queenie led 25 candidate clans according to the procedure, and kowtowed to the ancestors collectively.

Jia Liu was also on this list, but he wasn't the one who was at the front of the line.

Those who walked in front were the princes who wanted to change from princes to Heshuo and Doro, followed by Gushan Baylor and Dole Belle, and then Zhen Guogong, Fu Guogong and so on.

Although Jia Liu is the governor of Zhili, his clan titles are all super-rank, and he is only second-rank, so he ranks fourth from the bottom in the team.

The latter one is Jiucheng, one is Andersan, and the other is a red belt that cannot be named.

Before entering the arena, it was discovered that Mrs. Jia Jia was also among the candidates. This made the four nominees, Jiucheng, Andarshan, Eternal, and Shouling, all confused: Didn’t you agree to support us? Choose yourself?
Each of them was full of confidence, but now they are panicked to death.

Eternal and Longevity are even ready to ask for the money back, the worst is not to participate in the next round.

Jia Liu would not care about those four guys, and followed the crowd devoutly to kowtow to the emperors of the Qing Dynasty. His attitude was not to mention very respectful, but also very respectful.

At the end of the visit, 25 outstanding clan disciples began to enter the personal speech canvassing process.

Half a stick of incense per person.

Originally, Queenie planned to arrange for His Majesty to play first, but His Majesty refused and asked him to be the last person to play.

One is to see how the previous players perform, and the other is to show their "finale" status.

When the previous contestants were speaking, Jia Liu watched them carefully, only to find that many contestants, like himself, spoke highly of the five emperors first, and then the template was similar to what he wrote.

How should I put it, it's the same.

The problem is that Jia Liu has already written it, and he can't think of a better one for a while, so he has no choice but to bite the bullet and play.

When you stand on the stage, the first thing you see is Lao Fu directly opposite.

Old Fu glanced at him, then moved his eyes to the side, and moved his lips, probably as words of encouragement for Liu Zi.

The members of the rich party were all expressionless, while the members of the Jia party were all looking forward to it, while Mr. Se was looking at his nephew with a smile on his face.

Except for Lao Yang, Lao Xu, and Cathay, the governors of the Mutual Aid Association had smiles on their faces, but the smiles looked rather ambiguous.

Jia Liu didn't have time to capture everyone's expressions one by one, and then guess their true inner thoughts.

In order to make himself perform better than the previous contestants, and to impress more neutral voters, Jia Liu tried his best to express his speech with full emotion, with both emotions and emotions, sometimes excited and sometimes hurried, in short, it should be fast and slow. Throughout the article, I feel that I am still full of passion, overwhelming the top 24 contestants.

But the reactions of the princes and ministers in the audience seemed not very enthusiastic, and they couldn't help complaining that they forgot to confess to the atmosphere group.

Going on like this is still a bit unsatisfactory. He was quick to think, and suddenly turned to face the portrait of Emperor Taizu Gao. He put his big leather boots together and made a "beep" sound. Then he raised his chest and raised his head, saying in a powerful voice. :
"The unfilial son Aixinjue Luo Shikai, on behalf of the clan's children, I would like to ask Emperor Gao in the heavenly spirit to bless my Qing Dynasty for generations to come, prosperity and prosperity! I also wish my people in the Qing Dynasty happiness, well-being, and peace in the world! Sincerely, salute!"

After speaking, the five fingers of his right hand were quickly raised to the temple of the right brain, and he saluted Nurhachi in the portrait.

(End of this chapter)