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Jia Liuzhen knew something about the situation, and was really willing to give Qianlong a chance to be a human again.

In addition, it can also be regarded as the handover of work between the old and new emperors.

Even if there is no actual content, a sense of ritual is fine.

But maybe he was too enthusiastic, which caused Qianlong to be very nervous. He even stood up and knelt on the ground with a "plop", tremblingly said: "Your Majesty, I am guilty of the Qing Dynasty, guilty!"

Jia Liu was taken aback by this posture, because he didn't expect Qianlong's awareness to be so high.

Is it forced by the pressure of life, or is it because Lao Fu has done a good job in training?
Without thinking too much, he quickly helped Qianlong up again, and comforted him: "Guilty or not, it doesn't count if you say it, and it doesn't count if I say it. Let history judge. But if you can take the initiative to plead guilty, it means You, Chen Jialuo, are worthy of my rescue, and it is not in vain that I specially called you here to talk."

Every sentence is inseparable from Lao Chen or Chen Jialuo.

Qianlong accepted it frankly.

Because he knew that his biological Ama was really not Yongzheng.

".I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect the emperor to see me. It's the greatest honor in my life. I really, really."

The emotional Qianlong was speechless. Although he stopped his tears, he still couldn't help choking.

Seeing this, Jia Liu, who always respected the old and loved the young, hurriedly patted Qianlong on the shoulder: "Don't be sad, you are also in your sixties, you should take care of your health, the body is the capital of work, without a good health, how can you be a Qing Dynasty?" Keep working."

"The emperor really doesn't kill his ministers?"

Qianlong was like a drowning man grabbing straws.

"Why should I kill you?"

Jia Liu shook his head with a smile, lit a cigarette, and blew out a smoke ring.

"Of course, there are many people who want me to kill you, saying that keeping you would be a disaster to the Qing Dynasty, but after much deliberation, I decided to give you a chance to commit crimes and make meritorious deeds. After all, you have done work for the Qing Dynasty in the past few decades. By the way, about your job, I discussed with the cabinet and gave you three options, you can listen and see which one suits you."

"Yes Yes."

Qianlong nodded incessantly, feeling much more at ease in his heart.

As long as Guizi Liu doesn't kill him, the chance of Xianyu turning over is slim, but not impossible.

Jia Liu nodded in satisfaction and said, "First, you go to Tianjin to do sanitation work."

"specifically is?"

Qianlong didn't quite understand the meaning of sanitation.

Jia Liu explained: "It's just pulling the cart, helping to empty the barrels and so on."

"Ok?"

Qianlong didn't say a word, obviously this kind of physical work is not suitable for him.

Jia Liu also understood, so he said the second thing.

"I plan to build a royal zoo near Yuanmingyuan. You can go to the zoo to raise elephants, tigers, bears and so on."

This job is actually very lucrative, because Sun Yue of Deyun Club is so fat.

If Qianlong is willing to do it, and can do it well, there is no delicacies from mountains and seas, but it should be no problem to have fish and meat.

After all, the director of this zoo is Prince Heshuo Xiong, with a high establishment.

Those who watch the gate and sweep the road have to start at the department level.

But Qianlong obviously didn't want to do this job, and his complexion was a little ugly, probably because he felt that working with lions and tigers was dangerous.

Jia Liu shook his head secretly, and mentioned the third work arrangement.

"The last job is tailor-made for you, and it can give full play to your personal strengths."

"The minister's personal strength?"

"Isn't your personal specialty writing poetry?"

"Huh?. Yes, yes, yes."

"I also like writing poems very much. Poetry can cultivate people's sentiments. We in the Qing Dynasty also need related literary and art institutions to serve the people. Therefore, I am going to establish the Qing Dynasty Poetry Association. You can be the vice president."

Jia Liu stubbed out the cigarette butts and asked Qianlong if he would like to be the vice president of the Poetry Association.

Of course Qianlong was willing, this job did not require physical strength, and secondly, it was not dangerous, so it was perfect for him.

However, there was hesitation on his face.

"Boldly speak up if you have any ideas. Don't hold back on me. You know me as a human being. As long as you, old Chen, are sincerely repentant and willing to contribute to the Qing Dynasty and the people, I will never turn over your past account."

Jia Liu gave Qianlong a reassurance.

With these words, Qianlong mustered up the courage to ask: "The treatment of the vice president of the minister?"

Jia Liu thought for a while, then made a decision: "Let's follow the sixth grade."

"From the sixth grade?"

Qianlong couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. Although he didn't dare to show it on his face, his eyes still betrayed him.

Jia Liu understood Qianlong's psychological gap, and said: "Old Chen, you must not have negative thoughts. I see people very accurately. You, Old Chen, have a long-lived face, so don't think that the sixth-rank official is inferior. As long as you work hard, Writing poetry that satisfies the common people will definitely improve. In addition, you should learn more after work, which will help you improve.”

While talking, Jia Liu took out a bound book from the drawer and handed it to Qianlong.

This is the official release of his diary.

At present, it is only sold internally to officials above the fourth rank. It is reasonable to say that Qianlong is not high enough to be contacted, but considering his past status and influence, Jia Liu made an exception and gave a copy.

It still has his autograph.

Looking at the diary in his hand, Qianlong wanted to scold his mother, but the expression on his face was extremely sincere, saying that he must learn more from His Majesty's diary and strive for continuous improvement.

"The emperor treats his ministers with sincerity and kindness, and gives them a new chance, and the minister has no words to thank"

For the performance, Qianlong could also win an award, and wept bitterly while talking.

Not at all contrived.

"Look at you, why are you crying so well?"

Jia Liu was really moved, and quickly asked the guards to bring a basin of hot water, and gave Qianlong his own towel to wipe his face.

Maybe it was the hot towel that helped. After Qianlong wiped his face, his expression calmed down a lot. He put the diary in his arms and put it in his arms. Just as he was about to say something, Jia Liu spoke first: "Anyway, I won't get along with you if it's unnecessary. As you said, it’s fine if you step back, this emperor really has nothing to do with it. If it weren’t for the people below who insisted on me being the emperor, I wouldn’t be the emperor. I’ve been heartbroken all day long. I think I could have lived One hundred and eight, now I'm afraid 98 will be difficult."

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Qianlong wanted to agree and pat a few words, but the last self-esteem strongly urged him to shut up.

Jia Liu also said a few words about Qianlong's private property, to the effect that because Qianlong did not voluntarily surrender, the previous preferential treatment conditions must not be fulfilled.

Even if he, the emperor, is willing to fulfill it, all the officials will not agree.

"So what I mean is the things in the palace, you don't want to take them, go directly to work, and the unit will send you clothes and bedding."

Qianlong's cheeks twitched, knowing that it was not easy for him to live, he didn't dare to expect anything else, but he still proposed how to arrange for his wives and concubines.

Jia Liudao: "Whoever is willing to go with you will go with you, and if you don't want to go with you, go with me."

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Qianlong was silent for a moment, and said: "Since I was arrested, I have been engaged in fierce and painful ideological struggles on the road. At the worst time, I even wanted to die. But if I die like this, it will definitely make the emperor look mighty and tall." The image was damaged, so I gritted my teeth and persisted."

Jia Liu nodded appreciatively: "Persistence is victory."

"What I have to do now is to completely let go of the past, let go of the so-called title of Emperor Qianlong, face the reality, confess your sins and obey the law, start a new life, work hard, and strive for early progress."

After finishing speaking, Qianlong stood up again, and said firmly: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, I will definitely be a useful person to the Qing Dynasty!"

Jia Liuda was relieved and said two things about Qianlong's future work and life.

It is to let Qianlong have a good relationship with his colleagues at work, and to be able to endure others' bad words.

Second, in terms of food, clothing and daily life in the future, Qianlong has to do it himself, and can no longer open his mouth for food and stretch out his hands for clothes as in the past.

The pleasant talk ended soon. Jia Liu, the fresh emperor, once again shook the hand of the old emperor, Qianlong, and told Qianlong: "You can write to me after work, and you can write anything. No matter how busy I am, I will reply to you." .”

Qianlong said that he would definitely report his ideological work to His Majesty the Emperor, with a small report every three days and a big report every five days, so that His Majesty could keep abreast of his thoughts at any time and give him reasonable guidance to try to integrate into the new life as soon as possible.

Subsequently, Qianlong was taken away by the guards, and he will remain imprisoned until the Poetry Association is established.

Looking at the back of Qianlong going away, Jia Liu couldn't help letting out a long sigh with emotion, and then thought about it.

Immediately, someone brought Lao Fu over.

Try to talk to the three of them one by one in the afternoon, because tomorrow he has to go to Beijing to accept the civil and military worship of the capital, and successfully moved into the Forbidden City.