Sir, you have to pay more

Chapter 701 Keeping Master Jia's Spirit

The effect of saluting Emperor Taizu Gao is not only very good, but also very good.

Although there was no applause, Jia Liu believed that the princes and ministers present had sharp eyes, and they were just not good at expressing their emotions.

Lao Ah, Lao Kui, Lao Yang, and Lao Xu were relatively open. Although they didn't stand up and applaud, the expressions on their faces told Jia Liu that his move was a great success, which severely impacted the three views of princes and ministers. , and achieved a first-class effect, which is impressive.

The old man said something silently, and through lip-to-mouth comparison, Jia Liu confirmed that the old man said: "Your Majesty's move is really high, high!"

Wei Wei nodded, indeed.

"Your Majesty is tall and hard!"

The look of admiration on Queenie's face was undisguised, and the innocence revealed the magnanimity in her heart.

Jia Liu was very happy when he saw it, he liked this kind of unpretentious people.

Naturally, his eyes fell on Lao Fu's face, Lao Fu's cheeks twitched slightly, and then he opened and closed his mouth a few times towards the Sixth Brother.

Jia Liu was stunned when he heard this: Is the old rich such a strong taste?

Looking at the other ministers of military aircraft, they either frowned slightly, or looked puzzled, and seemed not quite used to Jia Liu saluting Emperor Gao.

After all, there are no rules to follow and no examples to imitate.

The twelfth elder brother Yongzhen, the host of the meeting next to Lao Fu, had no expression on his face, but he was very awkward in his heart, because just now Guizi Liu claimed to represent the children of the clan, which seemed a bit over the top.

You represent the clan children, who do I represent?
And it's hard to say whether you, Guizi Liu, are the Empress of King Yu, so why does it mean that I love Xinjueluo?

Only rich dad didn't make a statement, and Yong Xing couldn't stand up and criticize anything. At the same time, he also knew that he still couldn't afford to offend the self-appointed clan spokesperson, Gui Ziliu, so he could only stand up and announce the end of the meeting awkwardly.

The princes and ministers all went home from get off work, and Jia Liu couldn't go home. As the candidate of the hat prince, he had to stay in the clan mansion with other candidates for another day.

Tomorrow morning, scholars from the National History Museum will come to give the candidates a half-day history lesson on the founding of the Qing Dynasty. In the afternoon, the Clan House will organize the candidates to study the genealogy of the early kings.

The former is to strengthen patriotic education, while the latter is to strengthen the sense of family unity.

Both are indispensable.

After all, the Qing Dynasty is the Qing Dynasty of Aixinjueluo, not the Qing Dynasty of the slaves and subjects.

In addition to studying, candidates can only eat vegetarian meals throughout the day, and do not eat meat.

Probably it is to purify the body and mind of the candidates so that they can usher in a major turning point in their lives.

This process was not proposed by Jia Liu, it was added by Queenie.

It may be to make this voting conference more ceremonial.

In the morning of the day after tomorrow, all the candidates will take the morning bus and go directly to the palace under the leadership of Prince Zong Lingyi Hongxiao.

At that time, who is the chosen one and who is just pretending to be a fake will be finally revealed.

For Jia Liu, it is really a distinction between superiority and inferiority, as well as life and death.

I'm selected, everyone is good, all is well.

If you can’t choose, don’t leave any of them, and keep choosing until the Chinese New Year!

With the exit of the participating princes and ministers, the clan mansion immediately became deserted.

Candidates who remain must first arrange housing.

Under the arrangement of the relevant staff of the Clan Mansion, Jia Liu and his bodyguard Baozhu were assigned to a courtyard in the northeast corner.

The one next door is Gushan Beizi Yongzhuang who once rushed to the palace to beat Qianlong in the court meeting of the Qianqing Palace, and the other is Fuguogong Yongwei.

Yongzhuang's grandfather was Yinyou, the seventh son of Emperor Kangxi, Prince Chun, and Yongwei's grandfather was Yinreng, the deposed prince of Kangxi Dynasty, who was later posthumously named Prince Li by Yongzheng.

In the primary election, Yongzhuang got 22 votes, and Yongwei slightly more, 27.

It was Chuoketuo, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, who nominated Yongzhuang. The reason was that Chuoketuo had served as the long history of Prince Chun's residence in his early years, but even with this relationship, Chuoketuo still received 4000 taels of nomination fee from Yongzhuang.

The man who nominated Yongwei was Qing Gui, Minister of Manchurian Military Aircraft, but Qing Zhongtang confiscated Yongwei's money because Qinggui's grandfather Yin Tai had once been a teacher of the deposed prince Yinreng.

To be reasonable, Yongwei is nothing but Yongzhuang is definitely not qualified to be a candidate because he has bullied the monarch.

It goes without saying that a person who beat the emperor was nominated and successfully entered the second round. Needless to say, it was probably the result of Lao Fu's secret manipulation.

It is disgusting Qianlong.

When Yongzhuang beat Qianlong, he also fought against Jia Liu, but Jia Liu was a man who did not count grudges, and one yard was worth one yard, so he greeted Yongzhuang with a smile, showing no grudges at all.

Yongzhuang dared to beat the emperor at the court meeting, which shows that he has a bad brain and is a fool with a big hat. Therefore, he seemed indifferent to the olive branch extended by Mr. Jia Jia, who won the first vote in the candidate.

Yong Wei was shrewd, and without waiting for Lord Jia Jia to greet him, he gave him a smile and a nod.

Jia Liu greets people in uniform, so he greets him in the same way.

After that, the three of them entered their respective courtyards.

As a result, the courtyard assigned to Jia Liu was very empty, and there were not many rooms, only three.

Based on the area of ​​the yard, at least a dozen houses can be built on such a large land.

This makes people a little strange.

Suddenly, Jia Liu's right eyelid twitched, and before he could react, the eyelid kept twitching, endlessly.

Jump to the left for money, jump to the right for disaster!
broken!

Jia Liu's heart sank, and he looked around again, and found that the air was disturbing, and the layout of the courtyard looked like a ghost.

"Your Excellency, what's the matter?"

Noticing that the president was restless, Captain Bao hurriedly asked.

Jia Liu didn't answer, but when he walked to the door, there happened to be a full hall master passing by, and stopped him without saying a word, and then asked him who used to live in this courtyard.

Not in vain, a hundred taels of silver bill was naturally stuffed in the hands of the head of Renman.

I really have no change on me.

With his current wealth, it would be a bit contemptuous to carry change on his body.

"This"

Master Man, who originally wanted to refuse to answer, saw that Master Shikai gave too much, so he looked around and said in a low voice: "Returning to the Lord, the houses here are used to confine the children of the clan who committed crimes, and the concubines who made mistakes in the palace. of."

what?
Jia Liu was stunned for a moment and then remembered, isn't this broken place in the Clan Mansion dedicated to the clan.

Can't help but feel unlucky.

Helpless, it was arranged like this. If others have no objections, he can't jump out to object, so he can only ask the question he cares about most: "Well, has anyone died in this hospital where I live?"

There is a big difference between being imprisoned and being killed.

"this."

Master Man didn't want to talk about it, because his superiors had ordered not to talk nonsense about the clan's residence, but Lord Shikai stuffed another one for himself.

"Yes! Prince Azig and his son Laoqin were given to death in this courtyard where your lord lived. In addition, the deposed prince Yunfeng also died here."

Hearing this, Jia Liu's face immediately turned green.

This is not ordinary bad luck, but special bad luck.

Then contact yourself that you will soon become the hat king of the Qing Dynasty, then it is not particularly unlucky, but extremely unlucky.

Seeing this, Master Man knew that this was a bit unlucky, but he still comforted Lord Shikai and said, "But don't worry, Lord, this yard also lived in the Thirteenth Lord, that is, the old Prince Yi, who has lived here for ten years."

These words made Jia Liu's expression slightly eased, but there were still shadows and pimples in his heart, so he asked the head of Renman if he could change him to a room where no one had died.

Master Man immediately shook his head, not because he refused to help, but because Prince Zong Lingyi personally arranged the residence, and no one dared to make random adjustments except Prince Yi.

In desperation, Jia Liu could only go back to his room where the hat king and the prince died sullenly.

His eyelids were still twitching, making him extremely restless.

Gritting his teeth, he asked Baozhu to grind the ink, then picked up the brush and swiped it on the wall facing the bed in the room where he slept.

Looking at the strange symbols on the wall, Baozhu looked puzzled: "My lord, what is this?"

"This house has killed powerful people in the Qing Dynasty. Although I believe in science, I can't be wrong to believe in ghosts and gods. This talisman can ward off evil spirits."

Don't say it, true spirit.

Jia Liu's right eye stopped jumping on the spot.

Just to be on the safe side, he ordered Baozhu again: "Just in case, don't sleep tonight and keep a vigil for me. No, keep a vigil for me, understand?"

"understand!"

Baozhu hurriedly took out his saber and sat on the stool. Jia Liu was exhausted all day and fell asleep on the bed.

The breeze blew over the candles, making the huge evil symbols on the wall light up for a while and then go dark for a while.

Before he knew it, Bao Zhu's snoring sound came out.

The kid fell asleep sitting up.

Jia Liu, who woke up in the middle of the night, had no choice but to wrap a piece of clothing on Baozhu to prevent him from catching a cold.

There was no movement outside the window, Azig's grimace did not come out, and the ghost of the abandoned prince did not wander back and forth at the door.

It seems that science has finally triumphed over evil.

(End of this chapter)