Chapter 307: Tell the Lord that the sky can't fall

These officials in the northwest didn't bring cameras, and they didn't come to the immortals to jump, they just came to see off the forehead.

Jia Liu, who knew that it was a misunderstanding, breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly got dressed.

This man, when he puts on his clothes, he immediately becomes decent.

Regained the feeling of being lenient in confession and resisting strictness.

It was Governor Bi who seemed to have a little unfinished in his eyes.

Jia Liu didn't dare to look at it directly, and vaguely had an unpleasant feeling that he had been toyed with.

The dignified champion of the Qing Dynasty, the provincial leader, the parents of the Shaanxi people, have such a terrifying habit, it's really...

It's hard to put into words.

Dignity is back, so let's get down to business.

First of all, I would like to express my deep gratitude to the host Governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, Leer: "Your Excellency the Governor has treated him so warmly, so that Shi Kai really doesn't know what to say..."

There was no water at all in this, and Jia Liuzhen didn't know what to say to the human governor.

This is also to throw the conversation to the Governor, what is your purpose, say it quickly.

I've got my pants up, so don't blame me for turning my face if I don't say anything else.

You must know that there are three kinds of people he hates the most in his life.

The first type of person is the one who collects money and does not do anything;

The second type of person is the one who does not take his money and does not do things for him;

The third type is this kind of corrupt officials who deceive their superiors and subordinates.

The fourth type is those who do not believe in God and believe in science.

Obviously, the few important people in the northwest in front of them belong to the third type of people.

Jia Liu is very resistant to this kind of person, because these people are carved out of the same mold as him.

I didn't want the Governor to just smile faintly, so he said five words: "Then don't say it." ”

“......”

In the end, it is a cloud in the northwest, and it is particular about speaking.

Jia Liu, who was unwilling and eager to know what kind of medicine was in the gourds of these dog officials, looked helplessly on the governor of Shaanxi Bi, who had a heavy taste.

Without waiting for him to speak, Zhuang Yuanlang spoke first: "The guards have already taken care of it, so don't worry about returning to Beijing." ”

And then there was no more to it.

I didn't say anything.

Jia Liu could only look at Wang Buzheng, who was sending the girl, knowing that although this guy was just a political envoy, on the land of Shaanxi and Gansu, I am afraid that he would be better than the governor.

At yesterday's banquet, this political envoy behaved like a governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, one of the "six bigwigs".

Sure enough, Lord Wang said something worthwhile.

It is to congratulate the forehead on having the permanent right to use the body of the poor girl.

"I have asked people to arrange in Beijing, the front foot of the forehead to Beijing, the back foot of Qing mercy also arrived, and in the future, please have more mercy on the forehead."

Wang Kangwang's generosity made Jia Liu feel that this person was really capable and better than him.

In exchange for him, he is reluctant to give such a peerless beauty away to enjoy.

Qing Lian, who was standing on the side, did not look puzzled and surprised, obviously knew about this arrangement for a long time, or the day she was sold by her parents, she knew that her fate would not be under her control.

Jia Liu didn't want to accept this big gift, because it was prying the corner of Heshen, but after thinking about it, it might not be a good story for Miss Qinglian to follow him, so he happily accepted it.

"Shikai is a person who treats sin, but you treat Shikai so kindly, it really flatters Shikai... How can you be treated like this, and if you have anything you need, please speak up..."

Jia Liu's psychological bottom line is that you can sell your country and your art, but you can't sell yourself.

Governor Le and Governor Bi were both smiling and did not speak.

Wang Jiawang opened his mouth and smiled: "You don't have to worry about it, you don't have to think about it, we don't have any intentions for you, and you don't have any bad intentions, but I just hope that you can not forget the true meaning of unity and mutual assistance, and everyone is loyal to the emperor." ”

Jia Liu immediately said: "Please tell Master Fu that I was young and vigorous in Sichuan before, and if there is anything offended, please bear with him." ”

Things don't have to be picked out.

At that moment, he went to the dining room to have breakfast with the old rich man who had been waiting for a long time, and then they both got into the prisoner car again and continued to set off under the eyes of the Shaanxi and Gansu military and political officials.

Along the way, the old man didn't talk to Jia Liu, and Jia Liu didn't take the initiative to look for him, just took a notebook and kept drawing there.

This attracts the old rich.

asked Jia Liu a few times what he was drawing, but the other party casually hahad.

Halfway through, when Jia Liuurine urgently stopped the car to go to convenience, Lao Fu hurriedly asked the guards to help bring the book.

It turned out that there was really nothing on it, so I drew a few pairs of things that looked like pants.

One of the pants is very ingenious.

One trouser has four legs.

There is also a word "Mandarin duck pants" written on the side.

The old rich was puzzled, and when he arrived at Tongguan, he patted his head and couldn't help but scold the silver worm!

What is a mandarin duck and what is a four-legged mandarin duck?

Women wear the front two legs, and men wear the back two legs with an open crotch in the middle.

This non-silver worm is unimaginable!

More than half a month later, the prisoner car finally arrived in Beijing.

There was no warm welcome from the crowd, only a group of officials of the Criminal Department who waited with cold faces.

After going through the handover procedures, Guoen took a group of imperial guards back to the palace to resume his life, and Jia Liu was taken directly to the prison with the old rich people from the Criminal Department.

I didn't see my wife Ruxiu bring someone to visit me, maybe I don't know the specific date they were sent to Beijing, and I guess I will know tomorrow.

After entering the prison, there was a musty smell on my face.

When he was stunned, he took two sets of clothes and ordered Jia Liutong to change them immediately.

Although one is the governor and the other is the admiral, on the ground of the prison of the Criminal Department, even the dragon has to be coiled.

An old man and a young man hurriedly changed their clothes.

Changed into prison clothes.

Why prison clothes.

Because there is a big prison word on the chest.

"You come with me!"

A small official pointed at the old man and motioned for the other party to go with him.

There are also small officials who pointed at Jia Liu.

The old and the young were separated.

Following the little servant around the dark cell, Jia Liu was taken to a cell where the sun was shining in.

The furnishings inside were completely different from the layer of hay on the damp ground that Jia Liu had imagined, there were beds, tables, chairs, and even a mirror.

That's right, can anyone who can be imprisoned in the Criminal Department be an ordinary person?

Jia Liu was relieved, no matter what, he was a senior cadre.

Even if you go to prison, it is not comparable to ordinary prisoners.

"Let's go inside."

The little official opened the cell door and motioned for Jia Liu to enter, and then two more prison guards came in with things.

One holds two new quilts and toiletries.

One is holding a bucket in his right hand and a few books in his left hand.

After the things were put down, the two prison guards went back without saying a word.

The little official bowed forward and whispered to Jia Liu, who was adapting to the environment: "Tell the little one to bring a word to the forehead, the sky can't fall." ”

"Oh?"

Jia Liu's eyebrows rose automatically with joy, and then he put his hand into the crotch of his pants, pinched it, pinched it, and pinched out a hundred taels of silver ticket and stuffed it to the little official.

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On the last day of the month, take a short rest and two shifts, because tomorrow is the holiday.

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