Jia Liu understood a fart, that fire was big, dragged the old Fu Tengteng to the back of the hall, and asked directly: "Say, are you Chen Ge Lao!" ”

"What?"

The old man was stunned, and immediately understood what he meant, and he was angry, so he almost swore to the sky that things were not what the devil six imagined.

"Isn't it?"

Jia Liu was not convinced, grabbed the old man's sleeve, and said angrily: "If Yongxuan wasn't for you and Nala's seed, you would have taken crazy medicine and bought me with Qianlong's woman!" ”

"What's the problem?"

Lao Fu thought it was a big deal, and sneered: "What our brothers are doing now is enough to cut off their heads a hundred times, are you still afraid of sleeping with Qianlong's girl?" ”

Let the six sons and virtuous brothers put their hearts into their stomachs, the palace has been in a mess these days, three princes have died, and there is no fuss about the missing concubines.

If the sixth son agreed, he could make the body of the queen mother disappear.

"If you want to be a noble person, I'll go and get Ling Niangniang out for you, that's the imperial concubine, the current lord of the six palaces, uh, it seems to be sick, get it back and treat it like this... Yes, there are also Yu Guifei and them, although they are older, they are well maintained, and they blow out candles to keep enough water..."

Jia Liuyi was stunned when he heard this.

After a long time, he came back to his senses and said stupidly: "Big brother, we don't have to be so excessive, right?" ”

"Excessive? He Hongli has done a lot of immoral things! I'm repaying and repaying! That's it, it's hard to vent the hatred in my heart for 30 years! ”

The old man gritted his teeth, and the green tendons on his forehead protruded, looking terrifying.

Jia Liu subconsciously looked at the back of Lao Fu's head.

The old man was also stunned: "What are you looking at?" ”

"I see if your braids are upturned."

Jia Liu retracted his gaze, the legend is a lie, and it is impossible for people to be angry enough to make their braids up.

In this world, there is no such thing as a braid.

The old rich man was puzzled: "What do you mean?" ”

Jia Liu shook his head: "It's not interesting." ”

“......”

The old rich six sons did something, hurriedly got down to business, and asked directly: "Just say, can you help the old brother with this?" ”

"I..."

Jia Liu's heart was rolling, and he brought Qianlong's woman home to sleep by herself, which was very exciting to think about.

Problem, this is a bit of a loss of conscience, an extreme rebellion.

In any case, he still talks about the bottom line of morality.

What's more, strictly speaking, this noble man is still his daughter's quiet aunt.

Aunt...

How did the fourth devil treat his brother-in-law Fu Heng's wife?

My mind was a little shaken.

Shun nobles are very energetic.

"You don't know, I'm also doing this for the good of the nobles,"

The old rich struck while the iron was hot, saying that the noble people were miserable, and he entered the palace at the age of nineteen to serve the fourth devil who was almost forty years older than her, and said that he was not very favored by Qianlong after entering the palace, and he was widowed in the palace at a young age.

"Hearing you say that, this girl is also pitiful."

Jia Liuchao looked at the Shun nobleman not far away, and his sympathy burned his body hot.

"When I'm as old as you, I'm not afraid of heaven and earth,"

The old rich man is excited!

"Well, let's do a good deed that day."

Jia Liuyi gritted his teeth and waved his hand to call two pro-soldiers, asking them to secretly send the woman out of the palace immediately.

Where to send it?

You can't send it at home, and you can't send it at Jingling.

was worried, the old rich said that he had a free Zhuangzi outside Beijing.

"That,"

Jia Liu coughed lightly, "Change? ”

"Hey, change it!"

The two brothers came to the throne in the temple with a heart.

"Big brother, you sit, you look good, you come."

"Brother Xian, this is a slap in the face of the old brother, isn't it?"

“......”

After pushing each other over, Jia Liu couldn't resist the old rich, so he had to sit on the throne reluctantly.

The old man found a pen and ink and stood on the side and sharpened it.

Above the head, "Zhengda Guangming" is bright.

Unable to find a new piece of yellow cloth for a while, Jia Liu simply put a cross on Yongyan's name, and rewrote Yongyan's name on the side.

When the old man saw the lotus blossom in his face, he took a pen and wrote the Manchurian name and Mongolian writing of Yonghui in the palm of his hand.

Jia Liu transcribed the same.

The next prince of the Qing Dynasty changed people without much effort.

Repacking, Jia Liu "oh" up the ladder, and the old man held the ladder properly.

The box was placed back behind the plaque.

After the "oh" came down, Jia and the rich brothers glanced at each other and showed satisfied smiles.

Really enjoyed it.

Jia Liu thinks that this is what it is like to be a powerful minister.

After finishing the business, seeing that the time was almost up, Jia Liu was ready to go to Cining Palace to have a look.

He promised Zamur to get him a princess.

Grandma is dead, the granddaughters must be in Cining Palace, and the wife of the son-in-law Zalantai who Qianlong secretly transferred into Beijing does not seem to be dead, and she will quietly get out of the palace like Shun Guiren later.

Just as he was about to pass, the old man suddenly grabbed him and said meaningfully: "In the future, you and I will be strangers." ”

Jia Liu was surprised: "How do you say this, big brother?" ”

The old man didn't answer, just stroked the dragon chair royal case, hesitated for a while, and finally said four words: "I am a traitor, you are loyal." ”

Jia Liu said he didn't understand.

The old rich man said quietly: "Qianlong has been the emperor for forty years, how can he be willing to be controlled by others, he must be very dishonest after helping him to restore the throne, and you have won his trust, I will be a traitor in the future, and you will be a loyal minister." ”

"Huh?"

Jia Liu understood, "It's still the old brother who thinks thoughtfully." ”

This is murderous and heart-wrenching.

Moved, quite sad: "In this way, it is bitter for the old brother." ”

"It's okay to suffer me, as long as our Qing Dynasty can be peaceful for ten thousand years."

Lao Fu was inexplicably comfortable for a while, especially when he thought that Qianlong would have to look at his face in the future, and that kind of comfort became more and more vigorous.

Jia Liu saw it in his eyes, and thought about it in his heart to see if Ruxiu had a crush before he got married, and if he wanted to, he had to get rid of it quickly, so as not to become the second rich man.

The two brothers did everything and came to the outside of the main hall, and Wu Erbiao came over and asked in a low voice who the prince was.

Jia Liu glanced at the old man and told his second cousin that the prince was the twelfth elder brother Yongxuan.

"Old Twelve?"

Wu's second cousin was stunned, he thought it was the old fifteen.

Because the twelfth mother is Queen Nala, who was called to death by the emperor, it stands to reason that she is the least favored by the emperor, and she is in her twenties, and she has not even been given the title of Viscount Bei, and even the teacher is chosen at random, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a candidate for the prince.

On the other hand, since the age of six, the emperor has let the military department serve the general, and the Ministry of Industry Lang Xie Yong as his teacher, every reward, grace crowns other princes, and his concubine is also named the imperial concubine, the nominal lord of the six palaces.

Therefore, the government and the opposition talk about the emperor's preference for the fifteenth elder brother, and they don't want the emperor to be the twelfth elder brother who is a big unpopular, which must be eye-catching and surprising.

"Don't spread the word."

The old man gave Wu Erbiao a look.

"Yes!"

Wu Erbiao understands that the emperor is now pinched by them, and he knows who the next prince is, and at least thirty years of wealth is a certainty.

It's not in vain that the father and son work so hard.

On the way to Cining Palace, Zhuzhu and Zamur rushed into the palace after clearing some remnants, and when they saw the young master, they quietly asked him if he had gone to Qianqing Palace to see it.

"I've seen it, now it's the twelfth elder brother, you have nothing to do, you want to mess around, and I will bury you and my grandfather together."

Jia Liu must knock down Brother Zhuzi, since he became Director Yang, Brother Zhuzi's manipulations have been endless.

Zamur fell behind and quietly asked Yang Zhi, who looked depressed: "Director, what did the adults say?" ”

"I didn't say anything, I said that I would sleep in the imperial tomb in the future."

Yang Zhi patted Zamur, "Do a good job, I will leave you a room in the future." ”

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