Chapter 401: Universe General Jia
Throughout the ages, people have always sat still when they are at the crossroads of life or when they are facing a life-and-death crisis.
If you have the conditions, it's constant smoking.
Pack after pack.
When the ground is full of cigarette butts, big decisions about the fate of humanity will be made.
Jia Liu didn't have this condition, and he didn't like to smoke, but after the old man left, he still asked his soldiers to burn him a pot of tobacco.
Because, he is now facing the biggest gamble of his life.
Is it the old rich man and the clan, or the bet on the old four devils!
Whether to be Yuan Shikai or Tan Sitong.
It's a really hard choice.
But this choice makes people extremely proud, because he Jia Jia Shikai is the most capable of fighting in the whole Beijing City!
It is precisely because of his ability to fight Jia Jia Shikai that people are vying to win him over.
In other words, Wen Fu, Ah Gui, Hailancha, and Fukangan are incompetent, how can they have this effect.
This incident fully shows that striking iron still needs its own hard truth, and it will not be outdated.
"I'm a good head, I don't think anyone in the world can cut it off."
Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Jia Liu was complacent, and then his face darkened again.
It's a complicated situation.
It's not that he didn't want to sell the old rich, but this kind of thing is too despicable.
He hadn't done anything dirty in a long time.
But if you want to protect Qianlong to the death, you can't feel sorry for your own conscience, and you can't live for the Qing Dynasty.
It's a real headache.
When Fan Wei came in, the hut was filled with the smell of choking smoke, and Fan Wei almost couldn't open his eyes.
After getting used to the environment, he was surprised to find that the ghost family was sitting on a small stool with his back to him.
The official hat was set aside, revealing his bare head.
Directly in front of it is a bronze mirror that has been mutilated.
The mirror is blurry, and no one can be seen at all.
"Your Excellency?"
Fan Wei stepped forward lightly, and was stunned to find that the ghost family had a white cloth tied to his forehead.
"Here we are."
The ghost family master who turned his head frightened the Fanjun Division.
A face that was extremely refreshing half an hour ago is not only covered with stubble at this time, but also has a little black eye sockets, and looks very haggard.
Noticing the surprise in the eyes of the Fanjun Master, Jia Liu couldn't help but lose his voice and said, "Am I looking ugly now?" Is it similar to the senior brother who boxed with He Jinyin? ”
"Huh?"
Fan Wei was confused, which He Jinyin, which senior brother?
"yes, you don't know them."
Jia Liu stretched out his hand and wiped his face, and the brilliance returned to his face again.
"I just stared at myself in the mirror and thought about it a lot, and after thinking about it, Fullerhun is right, there is only one chance, and it will be difficult to climb to the sky if you lose what you want again."
Jia Liu, who put on his official hat again, returned to his past compulsion.
Sure enough, a person's temperament is inseparable from his status.
"Did you say you were going to start?"
Fan Wei became excited.
Jia Liu got up slowly and buckled the bronze mirror on the table: "The emperor wants me to keep it stable, and the clan wants me to protect the Qing Dynasty, who do you say I will protect?" ”
Fan Wei said in a deep voice: "My subordinates believe that my lord has already made a decision. ”
This is a sensible answer.
"Look at the door and stop thinking about Zhang Jian, endure death and wait for Dugan. I smiled at the sky with my horizontal knife, and went to leave the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun. ”
The ghost family didn't say a decision, but just read a poem.
The atmosphere has reached this point, and it is really unreasonable to be unworthy of this poem.
But this poem made the Fanjun division a little unsure of the adult's choice, and couldn't help asking: "Is the adult Bao Qianlong or the Bao Zongmu?" ”
Unexpectedly, the ghost family shook his head and said, "I don't protect anyone, I only protect myself." ”
Fan Wei was stunned, what do you mean?
Jia Liu stared at Fan Wei: "Do you know the Great General of the Universe?" ”
The Brahman army division with the initial level of Chinese was stunned there, and he heard of the name of the Great General of the Universe for the first time, and he didn't know which big hero it was.
"It's Hou Jing."
After briefly talking about the deeds of Hou Jing, the great general of the universe, Jia Liu's eyes showed a fierce light, "In the past, there was the rebellion of Hou Jing in the Liang Dynasty, and today there is the rebellion of my Shikai in the Qing Dynasty!" ”
"What do you mean?"
Fan Wei was really shocked, Hou Jing rebelled, not only killed Jiankang's Liang Dynasty clan badly, but also starved Emperor Wu of Liang to death, could it be that the adults also wanted...
"Yes, I want to be a cosmic general!"
"Boom!" With a bang, the Curb Pilon Treasure Knife was slashed by Jia Liu on the door frame.
"Blood spattered in the Forbidden City, the world will be shocked when you die!"
Jia Liu's face was full of pride.
Yes, he, the Admiral of the Nine Sects, has a Changwei army of only 1,000 people available, but now his Changwei army of 1,000 people is the largest scale, no matter which side is placed, it can crush the other side.
But he didn't fall down the scale, not only did he not fall, but he also gave them the weights on both sides of the scale one by one.
"Let Liu Heyi come to see me immediately, all the manpower in Beijing will be used for me, I don't care what method they use, in short, I want everyone in the city to be in danger now, just like dry firewood!"
"In addition, I sent someone to inform my family and asked my father and them to go to Jingling."
"My lord, where is Madame?"
"Ma'am?"
Jia Liu's brows furrowed slightly, Ruxiu seemed to be in the palace, and if she didn't get her out in time, something might happen.
"You arrange it first, and I'll arrange it later, Madame."
"Huh!"
Fan Wei was about to give an order, but was stopped by the ghost family again: "Wait a minute,"
Fan Wei turned his head: "What else does your lord command?" ”
"That helps, I can't pull out the knife."
Jia Liu's face was embarrassed, he didn't know if it was because the material for the door frame was too strong, or his Curb Pillon Treasure Knife was too sharp, anyway, he cut too deeply, and as a result, he got stuck inside, and he couldn't even pull out a few strengths.
"Huh?"
Fan Wei didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the ghost family draw the knife, and the two of them took a lot of effort to pull the Curb Pilon Treasure Knife out of the door frame.
The knife is a good knife, and the blade is not rolled at all.
It's just that the omen doesn't seem to be very good.
"Your Excellency?"
Fan Wei is not superstitious, because he has been superstitious himself.
The Lord of the Ghost Family was thoughtful, and then instructed Fan Wei to do something, and he took people to Tree Village.
"What are you doing in Tree Village?"
Van Wei was puzzled.
Although Shucun has 3,000 green battalion soldiers under the control of the Yamen under the command of the Guibu Army, things have reached this juncture, as long as these 3,000 green battalion soldiers have not received an order to enter Beijing, they will be outside the city and will not affect the overall situation at all.
The same is true of the 1,500 horsemen stationed in the Old Summer Palace under the command of Admiral Ruilin.
"I, the general of the universe, are also loyal to the Qing Dynasty, since I have the will to mobilize these two troops and horses, of course I must use them."
Previously, Chang Weijun did not come, and Jia Liu did not move the personnel command of the main forces of the two Beijing Division Green Battalions, but now that Chang Weijun is supporting him, he must catch these two troops and horses.
Jia Liu didn't say a word, and after asking Fan Wei to contact Liu Heyi, he immediately ordered Debu to take a team of people to rush to Shucun with him.
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