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"Is there no bloody man in the Qing Dynasty besides me!"

The news that Dad was alive and kicking made Jia Liu angrily tear off his white hat, and stomped hard on the ground a few times.

The old man was so frightened that he quickly gestured to the new head of security, Wang Sixi. The latter understood very well, and immediately brought a dozen guards to isolate the place, lest the emperor's inappropriate behavior be seen and affect badly.

Wang Sixi followed His Majesty the Emperor in his early years, and was one of the early elders of the Gongjinhui. He had been in charge of logistics affairs before, from an official to a second-rank lieutenant in the Green Camp.

After Baozhu became the admiral of the Fourth Army, Jia Liu transferred Wang Sixi to be the head of the security department of the imperial camp, which can be regarded as cultivation.

"It's really unreasonable. The old thing is obviously in a situation where he can't die anymore. How can he escape! Could it be that the old thing has absorbed my spiritual energy and also increased his destiny?"

Jia Liu was puzzled by this.

He's super doubled.

It not only seriously stimulated Lao Fu, but also gave Lao Ji a death order, so no matter from which angle you look at it, Daquan has no reason to turn against the wind.

As a result, the old guy drifted away, and in Changping, the true emperor claimed to be a team.

Seeing this situation, the old Ah Zhuo, who was not loyal to anyone except His Majesty the Emperor, thought about it, and quietly stepped forward and said softly: "I think there are thousands of mistakes, all of which are the fault of Ji Dayandai."

"Lao Ji is all responsible?"

Jia Liu told old Ah Tiao to go into a frenzy, "Yes, it's Ji Xiaolan's fault, mother Xipi! He can't do anything serious, so what's the use of keeping him! You better give me a fart right away, or else I cramped his tendons and peeled his skin!"

"Yes, cramping his tendons, peeling his skin, confiscating his house, and confiscating his wives and concubines!"

Old Ah thought it was right, and firmly agreed, but added two things.

Because he heard that Lao Ji had a ten-year-old concubine who was very attractive.

"Ok?"

Jia Liu felt that something was wrong, so he couldn't help but glanced at Lao Ah quietly, "It's not good for you to be friendly to your colleagues, how could you make things worse, I almost fell into your trap."

"This is how His Majesty looks wise and mighty!"

The old man did not change his face, and made an image metaphor, "The minister is like a mirror. As long as the minister is by your majesty's side all the time, your majesty will know that the ministers who have the same opinion as the minister may not be good people. This can ensure that your majesty will not be evil. The villain is blind."

After that, I added: "Tang Taizong used Wei Zheng as a mirror to understand gains and losses, and His Majesty used me as a mirror to distinguish right from wrong."

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Jia Liu smacked his lips for a long time, but was finally speechless, so he patted Lao Ah on the shoulder and said affectionately: "Don't worry, I will definitely take you with me when I die."

"Thank you Lord Ron!"

Old Ah was inexplicably excited, with the emperor's words, the rest of his life was basically settled.

You must know that the emperor is only in his 20s now, and he is fifty years old. On the day the emperor really dies, will there still be him in this world.

"Of course, apart from Ji Dayan not doing his best to relieve the emperor's worries, I think there is another reason why the emperor did not die in time."

Lao Ah can't just flatter, he has to come up with dry goods.

Jia Liu snorted slightly: "What's the reason?"

"That is to say, the Qing Dynasty did not have a loyal minister and righteous man who was able to stand up to the head of a young man like His Majesty! Your Majesty, think about it, the Supreme Emperor is now worth as much as the Regent to the enemy, but there is no one in the huge capital. Isn't it a very sad thing to use a bomb to kill the Supreme Emperor?"

Speaking of this, Lao Ahqing couldn't help but sigh slightly, feeling a little bit sad for the desperate Qing Dynasty.

After Chongzhen was hanged back then, many ministers mustered up the courage to cry for him. Judging from the current posture, I am afraid that when the emperor really ordered the siege of the city, no one in the capital would dare to fight.

Because, even Qianlong may be looking for a way out for himself!
As for the situation, without Lao Ah's analysis, Jia Liu has a general idea.

He is very powerful now.

Otherwise, how could Yan Jisan, the Deputy Commander of the Manchurian Banner of Xianglan Banner who guarded Changping, be reversed by Daquan.

"Okay, don't say it's useless, Lao Ji is hopeless, you can figure out a way for me, how to kill my father."

The extremely depressed Jia Liuwu came to the side of the road sullenly, and sat down on an exposed stone.

"what?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled look on his face: "This is the emperor's family affair, it's better for me, a servant, not to interfere."

"There is no small matter in the Tian family, this is what you said yourself!"

Jia Liu threw the Yebilong knife for cutting watermelon in front of Lao Ah, "I give you two choices, either I will use this knife to give you face, or you will use this knife to face face."

"Then think about it?"

The old man had no choice but to suggest that it would be better to declare that the Taishanghuang was killed by the old rich, and the one in Changping was fake. In this way, Wanyan Jisan, who thought he had dug up the treasure, would definitely kill the Taishanghuang.

"This won't work."

Jia Liuxin wanted to know that there must be a lot of people running away from his father, and if he really wanted to do what Lao Ah said, his spine would definitely be broken by others.

Lao Ah racked his brains to make another suggestion, just pretending not to know about it, and secretly ordered the first army admiral Baoning to send troops to attack Changping.

"This?"

When Jia Liu seriously thought about this suggestion, Shuan Zhu couldn't stand it any longer, and stepped forward angrily, "Young master, after all, the master did not make a big mistake, he escaped as soon as he escaped, why do you have to put him to death! You Don’t be afraid that you will lose face to see your ancestors in the future!”

Jia Liu said "Hey": "Shuan Zhu, if you defend my father so much, are you my father's own son or me!"

"Young master, tell yourself! Shuan Zhu has seen so many ghost stories, and he has never seen someone who is as inappropriate as the young master!"

Shuan Zhu was really angry. For the first time in his life, he blew his beard and stared at the young master.

Really angry.

Even if the master made a big mistake, as a son, the young master shouldn't be so aggressive.

"What are you talking about, why am I not a son of man, hey, your Shuanzhu wings are hard!"

Angrily, Jia Liu stepped forward to clean up Shuanzhu.

Asha was afraid that the master and servant would get into a fight and affect the unity, so he hurried forward to persuade him, and finally persuaded His Majesty the emperor.

Jia Liu, who was so angry, suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but glared at Shuanzhu: "Tell me, did you do some tricks behind my back!"

Shuan Zhu just snorted and didn't speak.

"I knew it was you who did it!"

Jia Liu was so angry that he wanted to jump up again to clean up the Zhuanzhu, but Lao Ah quietly gave him an idea.

That is, if the emperor thinks it is not good to do it directly, then don't let the first army take over Changping, so that the old rich from the capital can clean up Yan Jisan and the Supreme Emperor.

Or delay it for a day or two.

"Let the wind out, and say I'm sick."

Jia Liuwei snorted unhappily and got on the horse, and suddenly raised his hand to summon the chief of security, Wang Sixi, to order in a low voice.

Looking at the back of the young master going away, Shuan Zhu felt sad, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and followed behind silently.

Capital.

Old Fu learned that Gui Ziliu's father, Jia Daquan, had run away during a meeting in the palace.

After being shocked, he immediately got up and looked at Qianlong who had retreated to the second line.

Qianlong stood up in a panic and shook his head: "Brother Fu, it's not me!"

The old rich frowned slightly and looked at the opposite Uncle Se.

"Zhongtang, how can you doubt me?"

Prince Regent An felt baffled, without his support, would you be able to control the situation just by yourself, old and rich?

If he wanted to please Guizi Liu, he didn't need to secretly release Daquan's cousin, he just asked someone to open the gate of the city!

The old rich cast hesitant gazes at his brother-in-law, Minister of the Ministry of War Yiltu, who shook his head directly, to the effect that you can't even trust me, so it's really boring.

"Who is that?"

Old Fu was full of doubts, and finally looked at the emperor Yongxi who he had helped to protect.

Yongzheng smiled wryly, but said nothing.

How could he have such a great ability to find someone to rob the garden.

Old Fu looked dignified. After taking a blood pressure lowering medicine, he suddenly slapped the table with his palm and shouted at everyone: "There must be traitors among us!"