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At the gate of Fucheng, Jiagong Hanfu, who was designated as a first-class traitor by Emperor Qianlong, was highly praised by the ancestor Kangxi as a "rare and capable minister", was known as a small expert in massacring the city, and was affectionately called an "old thing" by his great-grandson, has been hanged five days.

It may be due to the depletion of spiritual energy in the body. The ancestors of Han Fu did not know pain, but they were suffering mentally and psychologically unimaginable pain.

Since there is no signal from humans and ghosts, the ancestors of Han Fu could only express their super dissatisfaction by shaking the hanging rope and dancing with the wind.

But what the ancestor didn't know was that his political status had taken a qualitative leap from the moment he was hung up on the city gate.

The blockbuster kind.

Because, what he is enjoying now is the treatment of Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang.

All this is due to his great-grandson who is so filial.

Anyone who has read the book knows that Fu Zhongtang was the plot of Tie Xuan, a loyal minister during the Jianwen period of the Ming Dynasty.

When Zhu Di, the King of Yan, led an army to attack Jinan, Tie Xuan, who was in charge of the Shandong government at the time, invited the portrait of Taizu to hang on the city wall, and wrote a large number of Taizu gods and gods and placed them on the crenels. As a result, the Yan army did not dare to fire, and Jinan was preserved. .

Now too.

When the anti-rebel army outside the city found out that His Majesty's old man had ordered the puppet army to hang on the city gate, they immediately stopped their flags and drums, let alone fired artillery, and dared not even urinate in the direction of the city gate.

Wei Wei, the commander-in-chief of the rebel army, even set up an incense table in the camp overnight, howling at the old man upstairs above the city gate all night.

Heartbroken, hysterical, gut-wrenching.

Passed out three times on the way, if it weren't for the century-old ginseng soup hanging bowl by bowl, I am afraid that he would become the No. 1 of the Restoration Bleeding earlier than the Supreme Emperor.

Better than beasts!

This is the unanimous evaluation of tens of thousands of rebel soldiers on the rich thief who resorted to poisonous tricks. The officers and soldiers all wished to capture this old thief under the horse, divide his body, and eat his flesh.

Helplessly, the old thief retreated into the strong city, leaving the officers and soldiers with nowhere to vent their righteous indignation.

Peace once again fell over the capital.

It was late at night, and in a small courtyard near the Guangning Gate in the outer city, Ji Yun, the former military minister of the Qianlong Dynasty and the fourth-ranked deputy prime minister of the Restoration Dynasty, was hosting a feast for two important guests.

What a waste of food and drink, the banquet for three people actually used half a pig, twenty chickens, thirty ducks, and two legs of lamb.
Even with drinks and cigarettes, this meal will not be less than 33 taels, which can catch up with the salary of the Eight Banners of the Han Army for a year.

But Ji Yun didn't feel distressed at all, anyway, he could be reimbursed later, and it wasn't his own money that was spent, and he was eating Hesai with the left-handed pork leg and the right-hand lamb leg.

God knows how this highly myopic old pervert can eat it.

The two guests are really important, one is Yuan Zhongtang and the other is Liang Zhongtang.

The two Zhongtang masters were not surprised by Lao Ji's way of eating meat, because they knew that Ji Yun was a man who loved meat.

In the past, Qianlong would distribute the sacrificial meat to his ministers every month. These meats were pork knuckles boiled in white water and tasteless.

But Ji Yun likes to eat meat, no matter what kind of meat it is, and whether it tastes good or not, so the ministers will give all the meat to Ji Yun after they leave the palace.

After eating half full, Ji Yun continued to make a high-level discussion on the topic just now: ". During the stalemate, Xuan recruited strong men again, dispatched surprise soldiers, harassed and attacked the Yan soldiers, and defeated the Yan army. The king of Yan was very angry, and he had no choice but to Relief from the siege, from now on the Southern Expedition did not dare to take the route of Jinan again, now the rich thieves picked up people's teeth and wits, tied Jia Han back to the city, so that my soldiers outside the city did not dare to fire. He is indeed a ruthless person, but does this mean that I, the Emperor of Restoration, is the man of destiny? "

"Yes, yes, yes, we felt it when the old thief said it."

Yuan and Liang Zhongtang hurriedly nodded in agreement, and they were even more determined that Guizi Liu is the real future of the Qing Dynasty.

Ji Yun was extremely satisfied, and chuckled lightly: "You two can think this way, then we not only have a common topic, but also have a basis for common progress. As long as the two of you are sincere, Ji can't guarantee anything else. Both of you are meritorious persons, and there must be a place for the two of you above the court."

"Brother Xiaolan, please speak well for the two of us at the emperor's side!"

Masters Yuan and Liang also came here with sincerity.

Unexpectedly, Ji Yun changed the subject and said: "Good words are deserved, but you two are not honest, you took Ji's money but didn't do anything, how can you ask Ji to explain to the emperor?"

These words made Yuan Zhongtang and Liang Zhongtang feel bitter.

"Brother Xiaolan doesn't know something. The two of us have tried our best on this matter, and it will be done. How can Qianlong ruin it?"

Yuan Zhongtang looked helpless, and Liang Zhongtang also looked regretful.

Ji Yun snorted: "What does Qianlong want to do? He won't take revenge for killing his son?"

Liang Guozhi said with a scoop: "Who knows, brother Xiaolan, you don't know, Qianlong has been very honest recently, he doesn't look like an emperor, look at him, hey, if there are no outsiders, I guess he must be called Fu Thieves say good brother."

Yuan Shoutong also felt this way, and believed that after this blow, Qianlong had completely bid farewell to bicycles, and this was the end of his life.

"No, this matter has a lot to do with it. I will not hide it from the two of you. If it can't be done, don't say it to the two of you. I'm afraid I won't be able to please you."

Lao Ji's words are true.

It's not that he didn't think about absconding with money, but there is no way he can escape, let alone he has a wife and children.

If you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple.

Ugh!
Who asked him to put on such a thing that was desperate to kill the old man, the emperor.

This is such a big deal that no one will believe it!

Yuan and Liang, who are knowledgeable, did not ask why Emperor Reform had to kill his father, his brother who was not yet a year old, and his stepmother.

Because the two of them knew very well that the water inside was too deep for them to grasp.

It's better to inquire less about things in the world.

So as not to provoke a murderous disaster.

Lao Ji drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp. It is really impossible for the two middle halls to handle this matter. It doesn't matter whether it is wiping his neck or feeding poison, tying him to a beam and pushing him into the river, as long as he can get things done.

"Right now, rich thieves and lecherous thieves have the final say in Beijing, and the guards of Changchun Garden are also theirs. The two of us have nothing to do with the title of Minister of Military Affairs."

Yuan and Liang Zhongtang flatly denied Lao Ji's proposal to let them do it.

A joke, this matter can be promoted, but it must not be done by itself.

The ghost knows if Guiziliu will kill them to avenge his father when he looks back on his filial piety.

"This matter must be done, and it must be done before the recovery of the capital. You two think of a way, otherwise, how can Ji Mou speak well to the emperor for the two of you."

Lao Ji didn't want to be the direct murderer of the death of the Supreme Emperor, so he could only put pressure on Yuan and Liang. While he was talking, a loud bang from a distance almost choked him.

Then the cannons rumbled like thunder.

Listen carefully, it is definitely coming from the direction of Fucheng Gate.

Is this really not an old man? !
Conspiracy trio you look at me, I look at you, and finally continue to eat meat and drink.

Anyway, if you can't get in, it's not their old masters who are bombarded, so it's none of their business.

Things have changed again.

Jia Liu has secretly arrived at Panggezhuang, Daxing, a county directly under the central government.

As soon as I got off the special train, I received an urgent call, saying that the remains of the old man Han Fu were unfortunately blown to pieces during the shelling.

Then, the stubborn enemies of the capital hung the portrait of Emperor Taizu Nurhachi on the city gate.

Clearly, the struggle escalated.

Don't you Guiziliu claim to be the authentic Qing Dynasty? Then, you don't care about that old man of yours, but you must care about the emperor Taizu.

If you even dare to bombard Emperor Taizu, you are not qualified to represent Aixinjueluo!

"What is Lao Fu doing? He looks like a child. He doesn't know why. It's not the first day he met me. How can he be so naive? Send the report to Wei Wei and let him continue to bombard me. Don't talk about Emperor Taizu, just send me My dad hangs on the wall and can't miss it!"

Smelling the smell of cows, horses and camel dung in the air, Jia Liu couldn't help but feel extremely comfortable. Looking at the north, he said affectionately to the left and right: "I can finally smell the smell of my hometown again."