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Chapter 708 Impeaching the Devil VI

Jia Liu will never resort to force for things that can be solved with money. This is one of his three principles of conduct.

Because benefiting others, benefiting oneself also benefits the people.

If you can win at the least cost and reduce the damage to the country, why not do it.

He is not fooling Lao Fu, but sincerely from the bottom of his heart, as long as Lao Fu is willing to work with him, the conditions promised just now will definitely be fulfilled.

It is not uncommon for Prince Heshuo to be unreasonable, and it is not without discussion to stand side by side with the king.

Keeping his word is the only prerequisite for him to get to where he is today.

If words don't count, can he get the unconditional support of the [-] colleagues of the Gongjin Association?
Of course, considering Lao Fu's kindness to Twelve, Jia Liu also said that he would not clean up Twelve after becoming emperor, and would still give Twelve a hereditary treatment.

If Twelve wants to broaden his horizons and learn something, he can also arrange for Twelve to go abroad for inspection, and he can go to France, England or even the United States.

In short, all the old Fu's worries are not a problem for Liu Zi.

Even if Old Fu asked to be buried with Empress Nala after his death, Jia Liu would seriously implement it and promise not to develop his mausoleum.

The old man is innocent!

"If my uncle makes a move, Twelve will definitely have no way out. Over there, he will definitely kill the grass. I am different. You know that I don't like killing people. I have always strived for a peaceful solution, and we can talk about it if we can."

Jia Liu casually took out a pack of Daqianmen from his pocket and threw one to Old Fu.

"I've thought about this for a long time. If I can become emperor, it will be a good thing for the Qing Dynasty, a good thing for the clan, and a good thing for you, brother. At least there is no fundamental conflict of interest between us brothers. You don't have to plot against me every day. I Counting on you, right?"

After exhaling a long smoke ring, Jia Liu patted Lao Fu on the shoulder: "Brother, don't have any psychological burden. I am not rebelling and usurping the throne. I am also Aixinjueluo. Since Jiangshan Sheji has my share So, why can't I be the emperor? It's better for me to be the emperor than for others to be the emperor?"

Present the facts and reason.

In the current situation, it is indeed more beneficial for the old rich to have six sons as emperor than other people to be emperor.

Because no matter who becomes the emperor, the line of Qianlong will inevitably be liquidated.

Only the six sons will not.

Old Fu didn't speak, but after twitching his cheeks, he silently picked up the lighter and lit it for himself.

Seeing the old man lighting a cigarette, Jia Liu felt relieved: "Well, if you are my brother, can I still lie to you? If you have other ideas, you can discuss everything. In the future, you will be buried with me. Row"

As soon as the words were finished, Lao Fu took a sharp puff like Uncle Qian, leaving only a cigarette butt in the cigarette, and then sprayed a puff of thick smoke straight on Jia Liu's face, choking him to tears on the spot.

Before he could wipe it off, an old fist flew towards him indistinctly. Caught off guard, his handsome face was hit firmly by the iron fist.

Great!
Unexpectedly, Lao Fu also played with biochemical weapons.

"No, why are you slapping me in the face? I still have a meeting! Talk if you can, don't talk if you can't, why are you crazy!"

Covering his painful half of his face, Jia Liu was furious. Old Fu wanted to fight him to the end, and he was unwilling to support him even if he died!

"It's you shameless person who hit you!"

The old rich old man who succeeded in the sneak attack blushed and wanted to strike again as soon as he remembered, but was stopped by the small gun in Jia Liu's hand.

He couldn't help snorting, but didn't dare to act rashly.

"Believe it or not, I shot you to death, right here in the Qing Palace!"

While rubbing his face, Jia Liu was aggressive, really angry.

Unexpectedly, Old Fu gritted his teeth, stepped forward and pressed his bald forehead on the small gun in Jia Liu's hand, staring at him with both eyes: "I bet you have no bullets in the gun!"

"Don't force me! I'll go crazy and kill myself!"

Jia Liu was not frightened too much. If Kangxi dared to kill the powerful minister Obai in the palace, he would dare to kill Lao Fu here.

aftermath?

He doesn't know what aftermath is!

"If you have the guts, shoot!"

Old Fu had a look of disregarding life and death.

Seeing the late arrival of the foreman and the son-in-law, Queenie, the vice-host of the meeting, came over to urge him. Before he thought about it, he saw the foreman pointing a gun at the foreman.

The right side of the forehead was obviously swollen and bruised.

After being stunned for a moment, he quietly walked behind Fu Zhongtang, put his finger on the other's waist, and said in a low voice: "Don't move, I will kill you if you move again!"

Ok?
Fu Jia and the two trembled at the same time.

Then I saw Jia Liu put away the small gun and pinned it to his waist, and laughed sarcastically: "Brother, I just want to discuss with you, it's fine if you don't want to do it, and I didn't say that you must do it."

Then he winked at Lao Kui: "It's okay, I'm just kidding with Zhongtang, you go first, we'll be there soon."

Queenie was a little worried, and after receiving confirmation from her forehead again, she nodded and left.

"Humph!"

Old Fu's face was ashen. Sooner or later, the leg of Queenie would be broken by him.

"You don't mean anything like this. Do you really want to become the leader of the world's largest gang after retirement?"

Jia Liu looked helpless.

He decided that after ascending to the throne, he would exile the fourth devil to become the chief rudder of the Red Flower Society, and then exile the old rich to become the leader of the beggar gang.

Old Fu didn't say a word, firstly because he didn't understand, and secondly because Guiziliu's wolfish ambition really made him very angry.

"If you really don't support me as the emperor, then forget about it, but you have to support me as the hat king, otherwise I will completely fall to my uncle."

Jia Liu gave room for negotiation.

You can talk about compromise, or you can talk about threats.

"In addition, I want to be elected with all votes, even if I lose one vote! You know me, if I go crazy, I will die with you. I don't need to say who gets the best by then, right?"

Jia Liu is highly regarded by people. If he can be elected as the hat king this time, his prestige will undoubtedly rise to a few more levels.

Lao Fu weighed the pros and cons, and knew that if he didn't satisfy this kid, he might die, because this kid really dared to go crazy.

Gritting his teeth, he said in a deep voice, "You swear you won't rebel!"

"I swear I won't rebel!"

Jia Liu is very frank.

The frankness made the old rich suspicious, and after hesitating, he raised the condition: "You swear on your father!"

Jia Liu didn't think about it: "If I want to rebel, I will kill my father!"

Still a face of magnanimity.

Old Fu seemed to see no flaws, so he walked away.

Jia Liu spread his hands, patted his buttocks and followed.

At this time, the hall was silent, and the princes and ministers were completely silent, because Qianlong had just ordered someone to take a brocade stool and put it next to the dragon chair, and he was talking kindly to the twelve princes Yongxie at this time.

The signal sent by this move to the courtiers was so obvious that the princes and ministers had their own ideas.

"you lose."

Enming found bruises on his forehead and asked Ashha for money.

"I didn't lose."

A Siha refused to give the money, because Enming bet on a draw, but now it is obvious that the forehead lost, so why give him the money.

I was also regretful in my heart, it seemed that I had overestimated the force value of the forehead, and I would have to lose the stud forehead next time.

"Please, Zhongtang!"

After the same old Fu came to the first row, under the surprised eyes of the princes and ministers, Jia Liu politely asked the old Fu to take a seat first, and then calmly sat next to him after the old Fu sat down.

When Queenie saw that everyone was present, she got up to speak and informed all the officials about the meeting procedure, and then Twelve Elder Brothers announced the admission of candidates according to the procedure.

Not wanting someone to get up before him, he said loudly to Qianlong who was sitting on the dragon chair: "Chen Wangjie has a book to play!"

Hearing this voice, Jia Liu subconsciously looked at the old Fu next to him, and found that the other party also looked puzzled, and it seemed that it was not the old Fu's arrangement.

Then I heard Qianlong on the dragon chair ask Wang Jie to play the book.

What happened afterwards made Jia Liu startled in a cold sweat.

That Wang Jie even told him that Jia Jia Shikai colluded with the enemy and betrayed the country, embezzled military pay, embezzled money and food, lied about military achievements, bought and sold officials, accepted bribes privately, formed cliques, cronyism, framed Zhongliang, arbitrarily abolished Eight Banners soldiers, and pretended to be clan children
"The seventeenth crime, during the period of Wansui's serious illness, Jia Jiashikai had no worries, and talked and laughed as usual in office."

"His eighteenth crime, Wan Sui once gave Bilong the treasured sword to him, but after Shandong's military affairs were handed over, the treasured sword was never handed over, and the intention was to keep it private."

"The nineteenth crime is stealing Jingling's funerary objects, making false reports of damage and concealing the report, and enriching private pockets."

"Twenty crimes, two silver in the family, too many clothes."

"I think that such a sick person from the country, who is no doubt like the bandits in Sichuan and Chu, is corrupt and dissolute, and is really a shameless villain. He will definitely not be the one chosen by me, the hat prince of the Qing Dynasty!"

Wang Jie was full of energy, and he looked at Jia Liu, whose face had been lowered without fear, "Your Majesty, please issue an order to remove the flower feather on this man's crown, and send him to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. He will be interrogated by the three judicial departments to find out his party members and punish him by the law of the state." !"

(End of this chapter)