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Chapter 765 Farewell, Aixinjueluo

The Zhizhou Yamen of Zhongxiang City is one of the temporary residences of General Fuyuan and Prince He Shuorui of the Qing Dynasty.

Another Xingyuan is the Dongmen School Field outside the city, and another Xingyuan is the Baoen Temple in the city.

The basic configurations of the three places are the same, and the security levels are also the same. If there is no inside line, outsiders will have no idea where Prince Rui sleeps at night.

Even if the insider handed over the information, the assassin would not succeed.

Because Jia Liu didn't live in these three places at night, but slept with his security captain Bao Zhu.

Just sleep in the guard.

Jia Liu, who came to the front line in person, attached great importance to security work to the point of being almost abnormal, just like his three carriages with exactly the same specifications, they had never been ridden by their real owners since they were transported to Hubei.

This is called professionalism.

When Jin Yiwei and Xue Dizi came, they had to hide their faces and leave.

The small Zhongxiang City now seems to be the highest military and political command center of the Qing Dynasty, and it has touched the hearts of many people.

As the last guardian of the Qing Dynasty, Jia Liu has been very busy during this period, mainly purchasing all kinds of New Year's goods, so that after entering Wuchang City, there is no need to search for it, and he can spend a lively New Year's Eve with his subordinates .

Of course, in addition to his main job, he is also involved in military and political affairs, not just as a hand-off shopkeeper.

The day after he settled in Zhongxiang, Jia Liu heard from Wang Daji, the surrendered general, that at the beginning of spring at the beginning of the year, high-ranking officers of the Xinghan Army came to Zhongxiang to pay homage to the Xianling Mausoleum. People rise up to expel Manchuria.

"Politics, we don't use it, others use it. It seems that King Xianlingben needs to go there. The so-called Kou can go, so can I."

Jia Liu was in high spirits, and was going to carry a few pieces of paper money to visit Jiajing's father's grave. If necessary, he could also sing a little song about the grave in front of Jiajing's father's grave, imitating the ancestor Shunzhi and calling Chongzhen his elder brother—Jiajing's father For old granny or something.

As long as it is for the good of the country and the people, personal dignity has never been a stumbling block to Jia Liu's progress.

"If the lord is going to show the mausoleum, the officer will bump his head to death in front of you!"

No, Ji Yun reacted fiercely and tried his best to stop him, saying that he would not let the prince go, even if the prince wanted to whip him to death, he would not let go.

"Politics, do you understand it! Governing the country is seven parts politics, two parts wisdom, one part military affairs, do you understand!"

Jia Liu was dissatisfied with Ji Yun's ignorance and conservatism, and thought that his vision was too superficial to care about him, so he kicked him away angrily, and asked Ding Qing and the others to buy wreaths and paper money at the shroud shop in the city.

But Ji Yun hugged his legs tightly like a dog's skin plaster, no matter how Jia Liu kicked him, this lustful fat man would not let go.

While you were dragging me, Ji Yun accidentally tore off a patch on the prince's buttocks.

There were no holes under the patch, nor any wear and tear. The prince's trousers were intact, just like the emperor's new clothes.

"Ok?"

Ji Yun's heart trembled, and he had a headache and muttered: "My lord, you are clearly engaging in formalism."

"What do you know, there is no form, where is the content!"

Jia Liu was furious and kicked Ji Yun to the side again, then asked someone to bring needles and thread, took off his pants on the spot and began to mend them carefully.

With the silver needle pulling the gold thread in and out, the blue patch was carefully re-sewn by Jia Liu, and finally tied a knot with his teeth.

When I mentioned it and looked it over carefully, the needlework was no worse than the weavers of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, so I was satisfied and put it on again.

Turning her head to look at Ji Yun, who looks like a little daughter-in-law, she can't help snorting angrily: "You don't have the ability to make up stories for this king, and this king himself recognizes that his ancestor is in your way!"

Ji Yun raised his head and said angrily: "Even if the prince really wants to recognize the ancestors indiscriminately, he should also recognize the Taizu. How can he lower himself to recognize the Xingxian King."

"this."

Jia Liu tilted his head and thought for a while, and realized that Ji Yun was right. Jiajing's father's compulsion was too low, completely incompatible with his identity and status.

"that whoever,"

Jia Liu beckoned Ding Qing to go to Xianling on his behalf, and he came all the time, so it was appropriate to make a point.

Ding Qing asked: "Then do you want to write a sacrificial oration?"

"What's the point of writing that? It's not affordable. Just bring a few loads of paper money over there and burn it."

Jia Liu waved Ding Qing to go to work, and went to the office by himself to ask Ji Yun to grind ink for him.

Then I picked up a one-foot-long brush and started writing.

Ji Yun, who was waiting on the side, asked curiously: "What is the prince writing?"

Jia Liu didn't reply, "Advertisement."

"advertise?"

Ji Yun looked ignorant.

"That's what it means to spread the word."

Jia Liu picked up a pen and wrote a line of large characters on the rice paper with the first word "baba" - "Book of Telling Xing Han Military Officers and Soldiers".

"You are politically ignorant, ignorant of domestic and foreign trends, and now take the anti-Qing and Ming-ming as their own mission, intending to overthrow the Qing Dynasty. Who knows that the Qing Dynasty has been in charge of China for more than a hundred years, and it has already been deeply rooted. In the end, everyone will betray their relatives and leave, leading to the fate of final perdition."

After finishing writing, ask the big professor Ji Yun how he wrote.

Ji Yun nodded hurriedly and said: "My lord's literary talents are brilliant, brilliant, the lower officials definitely can't write such articles!"

"I heard that you have been flattering so much that I don't even know whether you are telling the truth or lying."

This is the most troublesome thing for Jia Liu at present, but it does not affect him to continue writing this advertisement.

After concentrating on thinking for a while, he picked up his pen and continued to write: "My great general, Wang Wencheng, took Wude first to Jinchuan, then to Shandong. phenomenon.

The Han army in Erxing was purely a mob. Its equipment was not as good as that of the Qing soldiers.
They hated fighting and their fighting spirit was low, so a large number of people came to surrender. This was what the people wanted, and it was Prince Qingrui's lenient policy, which penetrated into the hearts of the army and tried to stop them.

If cognitive errors come and go on their own initiative, we will forgive you and let the past go.

Either uprising on the battlefield, or withdrawing and returning home early, even if you are forced by the environment and unable to do it yourself, you also hope to lay down your arms in time, and do not make desperate resistance, resulting in unnecessary sacrifices.

In order to shorten the time of war and reduce the disasters of the people, it is not too late for the king to rein in the cliff;

The saying goes: Those who know the current affairs are heroes, but those who are ignorant of the opportunity are not wise. I hope you can choose for yourself.Sincerely, I would like to pray and learn from you. "

In the end, he said that he was consistent with his words and deeds, and he was definitely not deceiving.

Returning officers and soldiers are all based on a policy of leniency. Those who are willing to stay will be rewarded, and those who are willing to go will be sent off, and they will be dealt with in a reasonable and reasonable manner.

"Is this ad similar?"

"The effect should be good."

"Okay, let's issue a printed advertisement and advertise."

Jia Liu nodded, and asked Ji Yun to take the "Book of Advising Xing Han Army Officers and Soldiers" to be printed, while he picked up a piece of white paper and wrote another line of big characters "Ba Ba".

Ji Yun took a closer look, good guy, the title is "Farewell, Aixinjueluo!" "

"My king has always been used to doing things with both hands and preparing with both hands. He is very indifferent to success or failure. Success is good, but failure is not shameful. As long as we are prepared, failure can also become success. Isn't failure the mother of success. "

Jia Liu ignored Ji Yun's astonished gaze and wrote "Farewell, Aixinjueluo" by himself.

I hope that this article will not be used, after all, if this article is published, it means that he may be resigned.

Halfway through the writing, I found that Ji Yun hadn’t left yet, so I couldn’t help telling the other party: “By the way, you send someone to bring a message to Lao Lu, telling him that I’m still the same old saying that the Qing Dynasty reused me, which is beneficial to them.” It's a good thing, so the door to peace talks has not been completely closed."

(End of this chapter)