For the sake of safety, Jia Liu refused to step into the area controlled by the anti-thieves.

Yu Gong, so as not to coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes;

For selfishness, the gentleman is not under the dangerous wall.

By no means afraid of death.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is that death cannot wake up the sleeping children of the Eight Banners.

Jia Liu pondered this very thoroughly.

A worthless death is too worthless.

Fukangan, that kid can't do it, won't he fart?

A lesson from the previous car, a teacher from the back.

The meeting place is at Jimingyi, which is now in charge of Bao Guozhong, Cui Hengyou and others, both of whom have been promoted to the Han Army's forward school.

After learning that Master Jia was going to meet with the anti-thieves, Bao and Cui immediately organized the backbone gang that was still in the Jimingyi to arrange it tightly, and no one could fly in except flies.

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Jia Liu originally thought that the other side might not be willing to come to the Jiming Station, so the two sides negotiated to take a step back and talk face-to-face in the Chu River and Han realm.

If possible, you can arrange tables and chairs, and the two parties can sit opposite each other and drink tea and talk about things.

In case of emergency, it is good that something falls.

"My lord, according to your deployment, the gunners are hiding over there, the axe men are buried here, and the archers are hiding in that row of trees..."

Bao Guozhong made a brief report on the security work, Jia Liu was very satisfied, everyone has this alertness, why worry about the Qing Dynasty... No, why worry about the Qing Dynasty is not prosperous.

It is necessary to look at Jinchuan anti-thieves dialectically.

Sympathy is sympathy, and the two sides also have a certain basis for cooperation, but in the final analysis, the two sides still have opposing essential interests.

Anti-thieves want to regain their sight, Jia Liu's anti-Qing can, but he will never regain his sight.

And this anti-Qing is also up for debate.

How to oppose the law, whether it is anti-Eight Banners or Lao Aijia, it is worth studying.

After all, half of the members of the Communist Party were born in the Eight Banners.

The slogan is also for the Qing Dynasty.

In addition, the remnants belong to the remnants, and the plateau people are also there, and the two should also be treated differently.

Before clarifying this, Jia Liu must not unilaterally regard the remnants as reliable partners, that is, he will never take risks.

When necessary, it also needs to be dealt with categorically.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that Mr. Gu was not as crooked as he thought, and he came directly to the chicken station.

There was no entourage, only her daughter Gu Yuanyuan was alone.

Mr. Gu doesn't look old, he looks like he is thirty-five or sixteen years old, with a net scarf wrapped around his head, and he wears a Confucian costume unique to the former Mingshi people.

If he hadn't known in advance that this person was the leader of the remnants of Jinchuan, Jia Liu would only be the master of social studies.

Miss Gu Er is no longer a man, she is wearing a cyan paddy field coat, with a belt tied around her waist, and her eyebrows are still heroic, but she is still ashamed to look at Jia Liu's gaze.

It may be that the bias is too deep.

Out of politeness, Jia Liu smiled kindly at the father and daughter, and Miss Gu Er snorted, and said three words in her mouth, not hearing the sound.

I don't know if it's a fake tartar, or shameless, or whatever.

Jia Liu judged that it should not be a good word, but this did not affect his mood, and he stepped forward and clasped his fists: "Mr. Gu, I have heard of the name for a long time, and when I see it today, Mr. is indeed Mr." ”

“......”

Mr. Gu felt as if the other party had said something, but he didn't seem to say anything, and smiled slightly: "I haven't been out of Jinchuan for many years, can Master Jia accompany me around?" ”

After speaking, he looked around the land, "Your feet are my homeland." ”

"Be careful, my lord,"

Bao Guozhong was afraid of an accident, so he lowered his voice to remind.

Jia Liu glanced at Mr. Gu's waist with a casual gaze, judging that the other party had no sharp weapons on him, and inadvertently patted the handcuff pinned to the waistband of his trousers, which was still there.

Readily agreed: "I am willing to accompany Mr.!" ”

Mr. Gu nodded and motioned for his daughter to wait for him at the post.

Even though Miss Gu Er was very reluctant, she still reluctantly agreed, and looked at Jia Liu's eyes with a little more resentment.

Jia Liu was a little embarrassed.

........

Mr. Gu was really walking around casually, Jia Liu was up to him, and he didn't say anything serious, it was just a conversation between ordinary people.

Finally, the two went up to the high slope east of the Jiming Station.

Mr. Gu suddenly smiled and said to Jia Liu: "Your little follower is very loyal." ”

"What?"

Jia Liu was stunned, and when he looked back, Yang Yuchun's figure disappeared in a flash, lying behind a stone.

He thought he couldn't see him from above, but he didn't know that he could see him clearly.

It's like sleeping with a pile of books, thinking that the teacher on the podium doesn't know.

"It's okay,"

Mr. Gu shook his head with a smile, looked at the north with his hands down, and muttered after a long time: "Yanjing is okay?" ”

"Yanjing?"

Jia Liu didn't know how to answer, so he couldn't say nonsense.

"Master Jia knows that I have been away from home for one hundred and twenty-eight years."

This sentence made Jia Liu even more difficult to speak.

Mr. Gu sighed lightly and chanted a poem.

Shiyun: The gorge nest is closed and the road back, what is the intention of the piece of Yunnan

The cold spirit of Cun Dan is exhausted, and the cold smoke is never grinding!

After chanting, he looked sideways at Jia Liu: "Does Lord Jia know this poem?" ”

Jia Liu shook his head, only a shallow learner.

"It's Zuo Zhongzhong's fateful poem..."

Mr. Gu said that Zuo Zhongzhen Gong was Zuo Maodi, who was killed by the Qing court during the Hongguang period, and was Wen Tianxiang at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and this poem was written by Zuo Gong before his execution.

"Every dynasty and generation has loyal ministers and righteous men."

Jia Liu is inconvenient to say too much, and his old lady Jia Hanfu is also stained with the blood of the Ming Dynasty's anti-Qing soldiers and civilians.

"Yes, my Han people have loyal ministers and righteous people, and you banner people also have them,"

Mr. Gu turned to look at Jia Liu, "But I heard Yuan Guang say that you are very greedy for life and afraid of death?" ”

"It's... No. ”

Jia Liu reacted quickly, the surname Lu is to arrange himself whenever he meets someone.

Mr. Gu said: "It's nothing to be afraid of death, who is not afraid of death... Throughout the ages, who has not died in life since ancient times, and how many people have left Dan to take care of their sweat? ”

Jia Liu felt that these words were kind, objective and fair.

I didn't expect Mr. Gu to suddenly change his words, and he actually praised him.

"In my opinion, you are not greedy for life and afraid of death, but wise and foolish."

"Sir, it's really accurate."

Jia Liu had to compliment.

"It's not that I think people are accurate, but if you are not greedy for life and afraid of death, how can you have such a scenery today?"

Mr. Gu laughed, "Seriously, when I heard Yuan Guang talk about you, I enjoyed it several times. But after thinking about it, I found that you, Master Jia, are really powerful, others are promoted to get rich by fighting with their lives, you are good, you are using other people's lives to dye your top red, interesting. ”

Jia Liu couldn't hear whether it was praise or ridicule, so he simply shut up, and didn't hear it.

"Actually, you are right to do this, you want to be an official, be a big official, and the people above don't die a little more, how can you be?"

Jia Liu's heart trembled, this is to meet a bosom friend, as soon as he was excited, he saw a stone on the side, so he asked Mr. Gu to sit down and chat.

I also saw that there were fallen leaves on the stone that had been blown by the rain and wind yesterday, so I quickly bent down and wiped it with my sleeve.

After all, it is a quasi-father-in-law, and there will be no mistake in having enough etiquette.

No, this bending over, something fell to the ground, and it happened to hit a small stone, making a "bang" sound.

It is Qianlong's imperial short handcuff, Jia Liu's fortune weapon.