The quatrain of Tan, a loyal minister of the Qing Dynasty who resolutely defended the Manchurian Emperor, expressed Jia Liu's true thoughts at this time.

Let's ask, Tan can still maintain a pure loyalty to the Qing Dynasty under the impact of changes unseen in three thousand years, and Jia Liu, the true Manchuria, loves the son-in-law of Xinjueluo!

Like Tan Sitong, he will cut through thorns and thorns, move forward bravely, and be fearless, and vow to open up a real road for the strength of the Qing Dynasty.

"After a hundred years, the dynasties will decay, so they will change the law to strengthen the country. However, those who succeeded in changing the law in all dynasties all started with bloodshed, and I have not heard of those who became strong because of the bloodshed of changing the law! ”

After burning the silver tickets for Ah Gui and others, Jia Liu drank two bowls of Luzhou Laojiao because he was too happy, but he couldn't sleep at night, and his spirit was vigorous, so he even pulled Yang Yuchun to discuss the change.

"My Qing Dynasty has been more than a hundred years since the purple qi came to the east, if it is officially cut off by Mingzuo for exactly one hundred years, but this dynasty has obviously turned from prosperity to decline, and the small country of Saga, Myanmar, in southern Xinjiang, dares to regard my Celestial Dynasty as a barbarian Tartar, and more than 10,000 thieves in Jinchuan have been fighting for 30 years and cannot be peaceful, but have lost tens of thousands of troops, this is not what our dynasty has declined!"

Lick your mouth, put down the wine bowl, and slam the table with pride.

"Therefore, the Qing Dynasty must change the law! Changing the law must also shed blood! You can't succeed without bloodshed! ... If you want to shed blood, please go first! Please let me be a Manchurian disciple first! Please me Jia Jia Shi Kai first! ”

sat down and asked Yang Yuchun: "Written down?" ”

"Got it, sir."

Yang Yuchun's charcoal pen shorthand speed is getting stronger and stronger.

Jia Liu nodded, took the shorthand and glanced at it, and scribbled and painted on the sentence "I Jia Jia Shikai first" with a charcoal pen.

After painting, write "Please me Qing Dynasty royal first!" ”。

Then read through, the more you read, the smoother you read, the more you read, the more satisfying you are.

"My lord, what is the change?"

Yang Yuchun is studious and inquisitive, and everything he doesn't understand must be understood at the first time.

"Changing the law?"

Jia Liu picked up the appetizers in the bowl and chewed the pickled bamboo shoots, and said, "It is to change the country's past legal system and use a new legal system." ”

"Is it to replace the ancestral system with a new system?" Yang Yuchun was thoughtful.

"Yes, that's what it means,"

For example, Jia Liu said that today's Eight Banners system is not good, raising too much waste, and it is useless except for consuming the country's money and grain.

Therefore, in the future, this system must be abolished, and the whole city and everything will be outlawed.

Yang Yuchun was worried: "If you change the law like this, you will definitely be attacked by Manchuria's madness, after all, the Eight Banners are the foundation of the Qing Dynasty." ”

"I hope that the world will be comfortable and the people will be rich, what is my personal fame and fortune?"

Jia Liu looked at the dark distance from afar, and said affectionately: "Tomorrow's things will be left to tomorrow's people to do, what I want to do today is to use the blood of our Manchurians to wake up the people of the world and inspire the people of the world!" ”

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Jingshi, Military Aircraft Department.

The Minister of Military Aircraft on duty, Fu Longan, was reading with Suo Lin the emperor's instructions and transferred them back to the Military Aircraft Department to issue notes to various ministries and localities.

Since the beginning of the year, the Qing Dynasty has not been peaceful.

In addition to the successive defeats in the Jinchuan War, Jiangsu, Henan, Shandong, and Gansu provinces have suffered severe droughts one after another, and the peasants have been unable to plant their fields and eat, and the victims have more wild vegetables and elm money to feed.

When checking the request of the Hubei political envoy Qian Ning to dredge the river in the territory to avoid flooding next year, Solin was stunned.

Fu Longan has seen Qian Ning's recital, since the river is silted up and approved for dredging, but seeing that Suo Lin's expression is wrong, he can't help but take it, but the emperor's instructions are actually accusing Qian Ning of selling his name, not allowing dredging, and handing over Qian Ning to the ministry for strict punishment.

"Your Majesty?"

Solene wanted to say whether the emperor was old and confused, but how dare he say this.

Fulongan is also in a trance, a few days ago, Henan reported that Yifeng and other places in the Yellow River overflow, the local government asked for funds to increase the dam, but the emperor gave instructions and said, "Jiaolong is afraid of iron, and sinks a big iron anchor at the mouth of the mouth." ”

And ask the magistrate to set up an incense altar at Mankou to worship the dragon, and visit whether there is land and city gods nearby, and if so, allocate funds to increase and repair, so that the power of the gods can protect the Qing Dynasty.

"The emperor didn't believe in ghosts and gods in the past."

Thorin smiled wryly.

I still remember that in the eighteenth year of Qianlong, there was a locust plague around the Beijing Division, and the imperial history requested the issuance of imperial documents to sacrifice, and the emperor angrily reprimanded: "I don't have the writing of Mount Tai and Beidou, and my name is not real, and I don't take it." The theory of ghosts and gods is even more absurd, believing in this way is the foundation of disaster for the country. ”

But twenty years have passed, but the emperor has become so reverent of ghosts and gods, which really makes it difficult for hundreds of officials to adapt.

"Fuzhongtang, this instruction?"

Suo Lin felt that the emperor would not let Hubei be dredged, how could he hand over the officials who were going to do things to the ministry for strict punishment, so he hoped that Fu Longan would go to the Heart Cultivation Hall with him to advise.

"Let's put it on hold,"

Fu Long thought that the emperor had already given instructions, and as slaves, they could just do things according to their orders, so why bother to upset the emperor for someone who had no followers.

Seeing that Fu Longan had no intention of persuading the emperor, Suolin was also helpless.

Looking at the other emperor's approvals, there are two copies that are Sichuan Governor Fu Le Hun asked the household department to allocate silver, and the emperor's imperial approval is done quickly by the household department, but where did the household department get the silver?

Yinglian, who is in charge of the household department, not long ago, asked the Lianghuai Salt Administration to raid the salt merchant surnamed Lu in Yangzhou and got millions of taels, but before the silver was put into the warehouse, it was spent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs for more than half of it, saying that there were still some projects in the Changchun Immortal Hall for the Queen Mother's pension that had not been completed, and he was anxious to wait for the silver.

What can Ying Lian do, he can only transfer the silver over, after all, the affairs of the old man of the Queen Mother cannot tolerate the slightest neglect of being a slave.

"The trade bank money that should be handed over this year from Guangdong should have arrived, and if it does, it will be paid to Sichuan first."

The affairs of the Queen Mother are important, and the war in Jinchuan is also important.

Yinglian is to tear down the east wall and make up the west wall, and the military aircraft department can't turn out the silver, so it can only turn around first.

Suolin said: "Although the Jinchuan place is high and dense, the rivers and lakes are vertical and horizontal, and the smoke is endless, but I have been using soldiers for 30 years, and I have heard that there are only tens of thousands of thieves, and there are no more than 10,000 thieves. ”

What did Fu Longan say about this, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If Agui can't calm the big and small Jinchuan this time, it is better to suggest that the emperor caress it." ”

Twenty years ago, an army of 100,000 besieged Dajinchuan for two years under the command of famous ministers Yue Zhongqi and Fu Heng.

In the end, the then Dajinchuan Tusi Sha Luoben took the initiative to propose peace to the Qing army, and Fu Heng insisted that Sha Luoben and Langka's uncle and nephew go to Yuan to forgive them from death.

Sha Luoben refused, so he sent people to Yue Zhongqi's Dangba military camp to beg, and Yue Zhongqi, who could no longer fight, immediately agreed.

The two sides withdrew their troops, and no one saw anyone.

This is the end of the first Jinchuan War.

This time, the army has been in use for three years, and the money, food, and ordnance needed every day on the front line are astronomical, and it is really impossible to fight.

Ah Gui can't win again, I'm afraid that the emperor will order peace with the thieves, so as not to be dragged into the endless abyss by the land of Jinchuan.

Solene was also in favor of the peace, and when she was discussing the details of the matter with Fu Longan, she was on duty to report that there was an urgent delivery from the governor of Sichuan.

"Bring it."

Solene motioned for the pen to hand it over to him, but when she opened it, she was stunned, and her shocked gaze fell on Fulongan's face.

"What?"

Fu Longan casually put down the Sichuan Governor Fu Le Hun Shu who had been approved by the emperor.

"Fuzhongtang, the fourth master he, the fourth master he..."

Suo Linlin finally told Fu Longan about Fu Chang'an's murder at the post station.

When Fu Longan first heard the bad news, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, he took the urgent delivery of the governor of Sichuan and looked at it blankly, and smashed the fist on the table with a half-loud "horn": "I am rich and clean, wronged, wronged!" ”

His right hand was dripping blood, and he was cut half a finger long by the broken tea bowl on the table.

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