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"Old Lu! Hard work, hard work! Do you know that since Jinchuan left, I really miss you!"

When old friends reunited, even a pig could see the joy on Jia Liu's face.

During the joke, he waved his hand and ordered everyone to go out, because he wanted to talk with Lao Lu behind closed doors.

It is not suitable for a third person to be present on such a highly confidential occasion.

After all, although the past of the Restoration Emperor was splendid, there were still some flaws.

When Jia Liu closed the door, Lu Yuanguang, the former general manager of the green battalion, who later became the second rank deputy general of Chongzhou, turned around and led his troops into the Xinghan camp, snorted, "My boy, you used to call me Mr. Lu, but now you call me Mr. Lu." Old Lu? Don’t forget, without our help, you would not be where you are today!”

"Look at you, you always make mistakes of principle. How many times have I told you that what I am today is the result of my own hard work, and has nothing to do with you. If there is any relationship, it is I who are helping you, not you. helping me."

On matters of principle, Jia Liu never backed down.

All along, it was he who was helping Jinchuan's group of Ming Dynasty adherents, not them helping himself.

The process of how to help is not important, what matters is the result.

It turned out that he, Jia Liu, was the biggest benefactor of the survivors of the Ming Dynasty, not one of them.

If it wasn't for him, the big and small Jinchuan would have been put down by the Qing army long ago, and became one of the "old four devils"'s top ten martial arts.

Putting aside the results and talking about the process, it is all a performance of hooliganism.

Lu Yuanguang became even more ridiculous when he heard it: "One mouthful and one Zhen, do you really think of yourself as the emperor?"

"You don't need to recognize me as the emperor, but your personal perception doesn't affect the established fact that I'm the emperor, doesn't it?"

Jia Liu doesn't care, what he cares about is the group, not the individual.

After the two sides looked at each other for a few breaths, they all yelled at the same time: "Traitor!"

One is to say that the other party is a traitor to the Qing Dynasty, and the other is to say that the other party is a traitor to the Qing Dynasty.

Both are right, not contradictory.

"Arguing doesn't help to resolve the matter. How can society move forward if we are always entangled in the historical grievances of the past?"

Jia Liu took a step back and asked Lu Yuanguang calmly, "Is there any common language between us?"

Lu Yuanguang sneered: "What common language do you think we rebels and you, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, have in common?"

"Why not?"

Jia Liu snapped his fingers and listed one, two, three, four, five.

"You want to deal with Qianlong, and I also want to deal with Qianlong. Is this a common language?"

"You want to restore the clothes of the Han people, and I have no objection here. Do you have a common language?"

"You want the people to live well, and I also want the people to be happy. Is this a common language?"

"You can't beat me, and I don't want to fight with you. Is it a common language?"

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Just a random column, there are a dozen common languages.

The basis for cooperation again is leverage.

"You old Lu, don't talk to me, why did you come to Xiangyang, do you have to tell me?"

Jia Liu smiled, and raised his hand confidently: "Fight, you will definitely not be able to beat me. Others don't know my methods. Your old Lu is somewhat counted. Don't look at you have hundreds of thousands of people. Among them And how much did I support you?"

Since it is a highly confidential closed-door meeting, it is an open window to speak clearly, and there is no need to use diplomatic rhetoric.

What's more, Lao Lu is not an outsider.

They robbed the aisle together, robbed the camp together, and made a fortune together, so they were comrades no matter what.

Lu Yuanguang snorted slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Zhou Linwang, Ma Dayuan, and Guo Guangde, are these three yours?"

"What do you say?"

Jia Liu played with a smirk. In fact, among the twelve armies of the Xinghan Army, except for Qiu Ba's third army, which was recruited and surrendered by him, at least half of the other eleven armies were appointed by the organization.

Among them, Zhou Linwang's Sixth Army, Ma Dayuan's Seventh Army, and Guo Guangde's Ninth Army were all skin-changing troops, all of whom were surnamed Jia from top to bottom.

And these three troops that were replaced by the green battalion are already the elite divisions of the Xinghan Army.

If Wuchang has to fight, at least half of the army will turn against them. So, how should Wuchang fight this battle?What to fight with?

"You guys are able to come and talk to me, which shows that you are aware of the situation. If so, don't engage in unnecessary verbal disputes, let's talk about cooperation again."

Jia Liu still gave Lao Lu a little face, and didn't say that the Xinghan Army was just a tool for him to achieve a certain purpose from beginning to end.

It was he who created the Xinghan Army and strengthened it with one hand, not how great the Xinghan Army itself was, relying on more than 2000 survivors to make it into today's world.

Those who are good fighters don't need to do it at all.

Lu Yuanguang was silent for a while.

Before coming here, he had a secret talk with Gu Mingyuan, but in the end the result of the secret talk was that he couldn't fight.

Because there are only three armies that can really be mobilized, and the other armies are either cast from the Qing army as a system, or they are captured prisoners and bandits, and their combat effectiveness is extremely poor.

And it is divided into two groups, the East and the West. If there is a war, the West Group on the Wuchang side will not be able to withstand the tens of thousands of elite soldiers of Guizi Liu in Hubei.

Once Wuchang falls, it will be an avalanche.

It is unreliable to surrender generals and troops, even the veterans of the Xinghan Army's direct line have many people who are unwilling to fight.

Because their wives and children are all in the hands of Guizi Liu.

Although Guiziliu has not threatened the Xinghan Army with the family members of these survivors who were settled in Sichuan, everyone knows that just because they say nothing does not mean that they do not exist.

It's always safe to say nothing.

To be honest, I am afraid that the two sides will not have any room for turning around.

In view of this, peace talks may not be a way out.

"How about it, talk or not? If you want to talk, everyone will show your cards. If you don't talk, I will stop the Northern Expedition and deal with you with all my strength."

Jia Liu is not alarmist.

Lu Yuanguang raised his head: "Your father-in-law and your uncle asked me to ask you, who are you?"

Jia Liu smiled softly: "Who is I, does it matter?"

"Of course it matters!"

Lu Yuanguang was also resolute and insisted on seeing Guizi Liu's ID card.

Jia Liu asked, "Who do you want me to be?"

Lu Yuanguang blurted out, "Han people."

Jia Liu nodded immediately: "Then I am a Han Chinese."

Lu Yuanguang was a little funny: "You are obviously a descendant of the butcher Duoduo, how come you are a Han Chinese?"

"It seems that you don't know enough about my family background."

Jia Liu clapped his hands, and Shuan Zhu outside immediately carried a pile of books into the room and put them on the table.

"These are the research and investigation reports of relevant departments on my life experience. They are all issued internally, and most people can't see them. Lao Lu is not an outsider. It doesn't matter if I let you have a look."

Jia Liu casually picked up the top book and threw it to Lu Yuanguang. The title of the book was "Is the Qing Dynasty Surnamed Zhu or Ai?"

There are also books on the table such as "Research on the Life Experience of the Restoration Emperor" and "Hidden in the Enemy Camp for 100 Years".

At the bottom is a memoir, written by Jia Liu himself.

About the experience of secretly going to Changping to sacrifice to Chongzhen with my grandfather and father when I was a child.

The title of the book - "My old lady is called Chongzhen"