Sir, you have to pay more

Chapter 725
"Add some clothes? Do you want me to do something shameful?"

Jia Liu glanced at the khaki-colored Prince Panlong costume on his body, and couldn't help but be moved by the shameful things.

After all, he is better at this kind of thing.

It was what he had been looking forward to.

The current situation, combined with his title of Great General King, makes it hard not to let people's imagination run wild.

Could it be that the east wind is really coming, and the steps of spring are approaching?

"My lord, it's time for the king to add a white!"

Asiha gave an affirmative answer, using the title of the Great General King to obtain the military power of the capital, and then learned from the mutiny of Song Taizu Chen Qiao on the way out of the capital, and thus created a new Qing Dynasty!

The process is as simple as putting an elephant in a refrigerator.

"Humph!"

Queenie snorted slightly, deeply ashamed of Asha's flattery, and then, considering the common interests, stepped forward to comment on Asha's flattery: "I remember that when I first met the prince, there was a white mist on the prince's head. In the purple light, it is endlessly gloomy, like a strand of silk, radiant and dazzling.
At that time, the slave didn't realize anything, only thought that the prince was different and handsome, but from today's perspective, this white air is actually your princely air! Add a white to the king, the character of the emperor, my lord, this is the destiny, let's do it! "

"Go ahead, my lord!"

Asha's old face was flushed red, and his unreconciled heart couldn't wait any longer.

If you can't be a successful man, then be the person behind this successful man!
"really?"

Jia Liu looked at his two favorite Manchurian generals suspiciously, and felt that they were talking about cross talk, and the singing and the harmony were very nice.

Wang Shang added a white to become the character Huang, tsk tsk, thanks to their thinking.

But it also made the two of them feel dark about what they said. Thinking of the beautiful scene of congratulatory messages from the royal families of various countries, they gritted their teeth and looked at the two, saying: "Who are you going to kill my father? If this is the case, the king will To be crowned with a white hat is to be famous as a teacher!"

"what?"

Both Lao Ah and Lao Kui took a step back, both with frightened faces: "I dare not!"

He's still sensible, and he didn't let the lard fool him.

There was a drum in my heart, I really didn't understand why the prince didn't want to see his Ama so much, this was not the first time the prince said that he wanted to kill him, Ama.

What is the deep hatred between father and son?
Or is it that the prince is not his Ama's own at all?
"Look at how cowardly you two are, you don't dare to do little things, how can you do big things with me!"

Jia Liu looked disappointed, he had no other intentions, he just wanted to put a white hat on his head so as to obey the destiny.

After all, he was sometimes superstitious.

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Lao Ah and Lao Kui insisted on not speaking, for fear that if they spoke, they would be forcibly appointed by the prince to carry out the most difficult task in the world.

"Let's discuss this matter later. You guys, go get me a royal robe to take with me on the road. If I really want to take this step, I won't have no props."

Jia Liu wanted to seriously consider the chances of success of Chen Qiao's mutiny before deciding whether to add a piece of clothing.

It is theoretically possible.

It is very troublesome to operate.

First of all, it is necessary to resolve the control of the two armies of Master Se and Lao Fu, that is to say, the two central armies must be fully controlled in order to realize the discoloration of the capital.

The question is can it be done in a short time?

Certainly not!

The fact that Master Se and Old Fu dared to hand over their soldiers meant that they were not afraid of Jia Liu taking over their military power at all.

If the [-] Central Army cannot be dealt with, the soldiers in Jialiu's own hands would like to wear imperial robes. Although it is not enough to fall down the street, there is a high probability that the countryside will encircle the city.

Not long after Lao Ah and Lao Kui had just left, Lao Fu came aggressively to the General's Palace.

Pushing open the door, I saw Jia Liu's century-old ginseng on the research table. From time to time, I sniffed a piece of it in my nose and put it in my mouth to chew.

Angrily, he went forward and snatched old Shen, pointed at Liu Zi's nose and said, "I heard you got sprained!"

"Ok?"

Jia Liu, who came back to his senses after a while, was out of breath, "I didn't sprain my ankle, I sprained my ankle!"

"Is it?"

Lao Fu forcibly pulled Jia Liu up, "I don't believe it, let me take a few steps and see."

"Believe it or not is your business, I won't go."

Jia Liu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and sat down on the chair, a dead pig is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water.

The old rich was furious: "I knew you were a demon moth! Don't pretend to me, pack up your things and prepare to go south in two days."

"no,"

Jia Liu leisurely turned his face and looked at Lao Fu: "I said Fu Zhongtang, should you greet me when you see me? When did Lao Man become so unruly?"

Old Fu froze, but his attitude softened a little: "My good son, don't make trouble, the military situation is extremely urgent, and you also have Aixinjueluo's blood on your body, so you can't just watch the sky of my Qing Dynasty collapse! "

Jia Liu didn't say a word, the death of the Qing Dynasty was none of his business.

Old Fu had no choice but to sit across from him, and said in a harmonious voice, "Tell me, what do you want again? Brother, I will do what I can for you, and I promise you will leave without regret, okay?"

This attitude is right.

Jia Liu thought about it for a while without putting on airs, and said: "I want to lead the army to go out, so my governor of Zhili has to be given to someone else?"

Lao Fu did not tell lies, saying that it was indeed the case, and the imperial court would re-appoint the governor of Zhili.

"Oh."

Jia Liu nodded, and suggested: "I don't think it's necessary for the court to discuss it. Now Zhili Chief Minister Yang Jingsu is worthy of great use, and he once served as the governor of Zhili. Why don't we let Yang Jingsu become vacant again."

Old Fu's complexion changed a lot, gloomy and uncertain, and finally he gritted his teeth: "Success!"

Jia Liu also proposed: "The governor of Zhili can be replaced by Fan Wei, the prefect of Baoding."

Old Fu was startled: "Which one is Fanwei?"

"I trust you."

".become!"

For the first time, Lao Fu did not negotiate the price, and he agreed without hesitation, and said sincerely: "I promise you both of these things. Now that you don't sprain your feet, you can lead the army to go out, right?"

Jia Liu hummed slightly: "The ankle is not sprained anymore, but as the old saying goes, the food and grass go first before the soldiers and horses are moved. Let me ask you, where is the money and food for the army? If you don't give me a penny, you tell me to fight with my head!" "

This problem is indeed a problem. Old Fu said: "The court is trying to figure out a solution to the matter of money and food. You lead the troops there first, and my brother will definitely solve it for you in the future. I will definitely not let the soldiers go hungry to work for the court!"

Not to lie to Jia Liu, but really trying to find a way to raise money.

Jia Liu smiled disdainfully: "Solve it? How do you solve it? Be your underwear or sell it in Bada Hutong? Is there any money in the imperial court? Didn't you count it?"

Old Fu got angry at this remark, but Jia Liu changed the subject and said: "Forget it, you can slowly figure out a way about money and food, but I'm not the only one left in Aixinjueluo, why should I be alone?" Beating people to death outside? Everyone has a share in the country of our ancestors, there is no reason for me to bleed and die outside, and they are eating, drinking and having fun in Beijing."

The old rich frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

Jia Liu smiled softly: "It's nothing interesting, that is, all the children of the clan who are below the king of Jingjun and above General Feng En, who have reached the age of 16, all have to go to war!"

(End of this chapter)