Jia Liu noticed that Lao Fu's right fist was in the midst of gaining momentum.

The preliminary analysis of the rage value is at least seven thousand eight.

Because he was not sure that Lao Fu did not have heart disease, high blood pressure or something, Jia Liu did not dare to stimulate him too much, after all, he also pointed to Lao Fu to share the pressure and attract firepower, plus there were many people, so he politely asked Lao Fu to take a step to speak.

Otherwise, the old rich man will not be able to come up in one breath or have a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot, who will clean up the mess between Sijiu City and the government.

Figuratively speaking, Jia Liuguan killed, and the old rich was buried.

If there is no one to wipe his ass, Jia Liu, who is in charge of killing, will not be able to knock down the banner of the Qing Dynasty.

It's a matter of future plans, and the old rich have to go if they don't go.

Otherwise, the six sons and virtuous brothers will go crazy and really create rumors about him and Nala, and the position of the prince of the twelve elder brothers will be shaken.

Rumors are too powerful.

How did the fourth devil cross the platform, he could not count it in his heart.

He was not the one who started it, but he was the one who fueled it.

No matter how you say twelve, it is also Xian'er's biological flesh and blood, even if Qianlong is a Han, the old rich must ensure that the twelve inherit the throne.

At this point, the old rich will never change.

Then, he could only borrow a step from Jia Liu to talk.

The coffin of the Queen Mother stopped in the Hall of the Nine Classics and Three Things, and the two brothers came to the Chunhui Hall where the Queen Mother lived before her death.

Lao Fu's confidant Namutu led the guards to clear the palace eunuchs in the hall outside, and Baozhu led the plainclothes team to "confront" Namutu's people to avoid accidents.

Both are faithful protectors.

The position is clear.

Quarrels and invective could be heard in the room, which made the men outside nervous.

Baozhu's hand didn't even leave his waist, and if the signs were wrong, he had to suppress the people of Fuzhongtang at the first time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Most of the members of the plainclothes team are Sauron's elite soldiers drawn from the two battalions of Heilongjiang and Uriya Sutai, and it is no problem to deal with ordinary Eight Banners, one against five.

However, the members of the old rich guard are also selected by the guards and guards of the Three Banners, and it is estimated that two are capable of one Sauron.

If you really fight, it is impossible to solve it quickly.

Fortunately, the situation did not get any worse, and the room fell silent, as if the two adults were discussing something peacefully and amicably.

Namutu and Baozhu breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at each other, and each forcibly squeezed out a smile.

About half an hour later, the door of Chunhui Hall opened again.

In the concerned and anxious eyes of the guards on both sides, it turned out to be the old man who came out first.

"The sun has risen? ... The lamas must have come, right? ”

Looking at the rising sun, Lao Fu moved his wrist while asking if the lamas and monks organized by the Mutu Internal Affairs Office had already arrived.

After receiving a positive reply, Lao Fu immediately took people to the Nine Classics and Three Things Hall, as the foreman of the Minister of Military Aircraft and the deputy head of the National Funeral Committee, he had to take on the responsibility of presiding over the funeral of the Queen Mother.

The nominal leader of the National Funeral Committee is the twelfth elder brother he supports, and the other deputy leader is Wang Chunying of Xinjun.

Fu Zhongtang has come out, where is His Excellency the President?

Baozhu was in a hurry, and hurriedly rushed into the house, and found His Excellency the President sitting on the ground in a daze.

Seeing Baozhu coming in, Jia Liu was anxious, and he didn't know where he got the ability to make a face, and he jumped up with a carp.

The person who had nothing to do walked outside, and casually instructed Baozhu: "Take the time to send two plasters to Fu Zhongtang, his old man is old, where can his body and bones compare with me... I must have been bruised in the chest. ”

“.....”

Bao Zhu watched in a daze, His Excellency the President rubbing his chest, and his face showed a dull pain from time to time.

Jia Liu also couldn't say it, how did he know that the old man didn't talk about martial arts at all, and after entering the house, he attacked him without waiting for him to speak, and he was unprepared and received two heavy punches from the old guy.

Fortunately, he didn't fight back.

Otherwise, it will be a mutual assault and the right to further claim compensation will be lost.

I'm really not afraid of how stupid the opponent is, I'm afraid that the opponent will learn from himself.

Jia Liu can actually understand the sneak attack on the old man.

After all, in the eyes of the old man, he helped Jia Liu become the youngest governor since the founding of the Qing Dynasty, and this political status is already ancient and modern, so Jia Liu is unreasonable and not satisfied, so he has to provoke trouble and threaten him with the life experience of the twelfth elder brother.

But in Jia Liu's eyes, without his hard work, Lao Fu would be a salted fish, and maybe he would have been hung up by Qianlong.

When a person dies, how can there be any future foreman and minister of military aircraft, and what prince Li.

Therefore, the biggest hero is he Jia Liu, not the old rich.

Why is the old rich floating? And they all floated a little ignorant.

If this development continues, the two brothers will have no room for maneuver except to completely tear their faces.

Jia Liu is a person who values love and righteousness, and he doesn't want to get into trouble with the old rich to that point.

Although, he was ready to leave his father to Lao Fu to kill a thousand knives, and then Dai Xiao ordered troops to enter Beijing to hang Lao Fu on the street lamp.

But, in his bones, he is still a good person.

A man of righteousness.

Therefore, Jia Liu, who was beaten, was not aggressive, and he did not try to fight back and call his father.

ability, he has it, after all, Baturu's title is genuine.

However, he chose to value peace, that is, to talk with the old man, so as not to run wild because of the emotions of both sides to the irreparable side.

Attitude, Jia Liu's swing is hard.

"Old thing, you come with me really!"

"Sixth son, I, I didn't mean to, I just couldn't control myself for a while, is it okay for my brother to make a compensatory to you?"

For the hands-on behavior, the old rich is also a little ashamed, but he feels very cool in his heart, for some reason, beating the devil six or two punches is similar to beating Qianlong, which is particularly energetic.

It's really what I wanted.

"It's useful to apologize, what else do you want Wang Fa to do! Give you two ways, one is to promise my conditions, and the other is that only one of you and I can get out alive, you can do it. ”

Jia Liu, who was sitting on the ground, took out the short handcuff, the muzzle of the black hole was pointed at Lao Fu, and the fire fold was about to open.

It's called a preemptive strike.

The old rich knew that he was careless, but who knew that the devil six, the deflated calf, would bring a gun to the funeral.

Without a gun, he could not form an equal deterrent, so he could only remain silent.

Jia Liu spoke.

The first thing is that Lao Fu must ensure that the outstanding talents recommended by Jia Liu to the Ministry of Officials can be officially appointed by the Military Aircraft Department.

"The government is already corrupt, and you still want to sell your official position on a large scale, don't you think the Qing Dynasty is messy enough!"

The old man was very sad and angry, and he was heartbroken.

He knew that the devil was greedy for money, and he dared to secretly sell the cannon to the thieves behind the back of the imperial court in Sichuan, but that kind of thing is really not a problem in Jinchuan, because no matter how much he sells, it will not spoil the overall situation.

But now it's different, you're the governor of Zhili after the New Year, the real feudal official, and you're so young, your future is limitless.

The court is presided over by your rich brother again, at this time, the two brothers should work together to clarify the rule of officials, pacify the place, and support the community, so that they can enjoy the Taimiao in the future, leave a good name for all generations, and bless the descendants of the shadow, how can they think about making money with all their hearts.

"No matter how much I sell, I will give thirty percent to my eldest brother when I turn around."

Jia Liu raised three fingers.

"Sancheng?"

The old rich man laughed angrily, "Won't I sell myself?" ”

"Forty percent."

Jia Liu raised his hand to interrupt the old man who wanted to speak, "Infamous brother to bear it, the reputation of the eldest brother is important." ”

“......”

The old rich nodded, it is okay to have forty percent, besides, this kid has been in Beijing for two months at most, and he is in the New Year's Festival Yamen Seal, he can sell a few officials.

When I think about it, my heart is settled.

The second thing is related to the fate of the Qing Dynasty.

"Big brother, why is the palace chaotic, why is the city ominous, why are thieves out of Sichuan, why is Taiwan rebelling... These are all because of the seepage of water in the underground palace of the Holy Grandfather, which caused the Great Qing Feng Shui to be broken! ”

Jia Liu's face was sad, and he proposed that after the New Year, he must start the Jingling maintenance project to save the dragon veins of the Qing Dynasty, which were already full of holes, so as not to fall into the curse of the Hu people's century-old national fortune.

Because Jingling is located in Zunhua and belongs to the jurisdiction of the Governor of Zhili, in order to make effective use of funds, speed up the progress of the project, and avoid further accidents, of course, it is good for the Governor of Zhili to directly contract the project.

The Ministry of Rites can supervise it.

"Are you really for the Qing Dynasty?"

Lao Fu resolutely disagreed with the Jingling maintenance project, because he knew that the devil six would never be well-intentioned, and he really promised to open Jingling, and the bedside table of the holy grandfather could be moved by this kid.

"This list, big brother doesn't want to circulate it, right?"

Jia Liu took out the list of Tailing funeral goods that were sent to the old rich man's house last time from his arms.

Lao Fu frowned, and said in a muffled voice: "I will send someone to follow up on this matter." ”

"Big brother, don't worry, God knows, you know and I know."

Jia Liu pinned the small gun back to his waist and rubbed his chest again.

It's impossible not to share Jingling's things with the old rich, but don't think about it for others.

Talking about the results, we can't delay in Chunhui Hall any longer.

With the old rich man in place, the queen mother's funeral began to enter the procedure.

In Beijing, civil and military officials, including alternate officials, jinshi, tribute, officials, and monks, all wore plain clothes, and knelt in Changchun Garden on the inside and outside of the three floors.

The lama started the puja first, and then the monk and Taoist priest appeared, giving Jia Liu the feeling that he was doing a large-scale water and land puja.

He and Ruxiu knelt on the side of the clan, this time they learned well, and their knees were padded with a thick layer of cotton, and it didn't hurt to kneel for a long time.

From a distance, I saw He Shen kneeling in the pile of officials of the six ministries, and his face was very sad.

The sound of all kinds of magic weapons took turns, and Jia Liu's ears were almost deafened.

It took about half an hour, and finally, under the shouts of the officials of the Ministry of Rites, the coffin of the Queen Mother was carried into the carriage by dozens of people.

At this moment, the crying in the Hall of the Nine Classics and Three Things reached its peak.

Even the old rich man was also crying loudly in the crowd, and it was uncertain whether there were tears, but it looked like he had done enough.

Ruxiu was also very sad to cry, not fake at all.

Before leaving the cabinet, the Queen Mother often summoned her to the palace to accompany her, and her current husband was also given by the Queen Mother.

How can you not have any feelings for the Queen Mother.

After crying for a while, when Ruxiu wiped it with a handkerchief, she found that her husband next to her not only did not cry, but stared directly at the Queen Mother's Zigong.

"Keep your head down,"

Ruxiu was afraid that Yushi would impeach him for misbehaving, so he quickly dragged her husband down, and complained a little: "Why don't you cry?" ”

Jia Liu's ooh sounded, lowered his head, and pretended to howl twice with Ruxiu, but in fact, he was thinking in his heart that if the queen mother's coffin was sold to foreign devils, it was estimated that it would be able to fool a lot of money.

Cry?

It's not his own mother who died, howling and hanging.

"Spirit!"

With the voice of the officials of the Ministry of Rites, the twelve elder brothers, who represented Lao Tzu Fuling, hurriedly got up, and it was another complicated procedure, and the next emperor who was pushed by the old rich man finally escorted his grandmother's coffin out of Beijing and buried in Tailing on behalf of his Amma.

Outside the three halls of the Nine Classics, there are many white long flags, looking down from the sky, like a white ocean.

At the moment when the hearse was started, the woman who had gone through three dynasties was considered to have completely completed her life.

Although Jia Liu didn't leave tears for this woman, he thought about how this woman also found him a good wife like Ruxiu, so he couldn't help but send his blessings: "The Queen Mother is auspicious." ”

The eldest brother-in-law, Chunying, wanted to accompany the twelfth elder brother to Tailing, so he didn't bother to say a few words to his brother-in-law.

Lao Fu, the foreman of the military aircraft, does not need to go to Tailing, and on behalf of the military aircraft, it is the Manchurian military aircraft Suo Lin and the Han military aircraft Yuan Shoutong.

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The clan and the courtiers need to set off according to the Ling's own personnel, and those who don't need to go will return to Beijing separately.

Jia Liu was also about to go back with Ruxiu, but the old man of the Ministry of Shangshu appeared out of nowhere, and a look made the forehead branch out of his place.

"What's the matter?"

"My lord, do you know that the first emperor has a will?"

"Edict?"

Jia Liu's face was puzzled.

Asiha whispered that when the palace was in turmoil, a guard found the edict of the first emperor from the queen mother's bedroom, which was to abolish the position of the current emperor and replace the emperor's fifth son, Hongday, as the prince.

Jia Liu's face was shocked: "Is the edict true?" ”

"Really, Yu Zhongtang and Prince Jian confirmed that it was the handwriting of the first emperor, and many people had seen it at that time, but after the palace chaos, the whereabouts of this edict have been unknown, and I suspect that this edict is in the hands of Fu Zhongtang..."

Lao Ah is really careful, and reminded Lord Elu to contact Fu Lehun to transfer troops into Beijing for reasonable speculation, if Fu Lehun really wants to be Dong Zhuo, then this edict of the first emperor is the fatal magic weapon of his abolition of the emperor.

"I see, you can't keep your mouth shut."

Jia Liu motioned for Asiha to go back to work, thinking that it was impossible for the old rich to talk about the edict, because this would negate the legal principle of the twelfth succession.

The premise for the son to inherit the father's business is that the father's business must be there.

So, don't worry.

But this edict must be destroyed quickly, otherwise it will be troublesome to fall into the hands of those who have a heart.

After thinking about it, he went directly to the old man, and quietly walked to the old man while people were not paying attention, and said in a low voice: "Big brother, the edict of the first emperor is in your hands, right?" ”

"What is the edict of the first emperor?"

Lao Fu was slightly stunned, and immediately denied the existence of this edict as Jia Liu expected, but the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, and subconsciously glanced at the hearse of the Queen Mother who was far away.

"Big brother doesn't know?"

Jia Liu was also stunned for a moment, his brows furrowed slightly, "Some people say that the edict of the first emperor was found in the Empress Dowager's palace during the palace chaos, and the content was not good for the emperor. If it does, the eldest brother will have to find out and destroy it. ”

"Never!"

The old rich man's sworn appearance made Jia Liu almost think that this was his Amma.

If not, there is no one.

Jia Liu was too lazy to talk to the old man, and after taking people out of Changchun Garden, he ordered Baozhu to go to Tailing.

"You tell Queenie to wait for the Queen Mother to be buried, sneak in to see if there is an edict of the first emperor in the coffin of the Queen Mother, and if so, take it out, this edict is still useful."

After a pause, he told Queenie to wait for him to go to Baoding to take office, and then find a way to hand over this edict to Mianlun, the king of Hejun, that is, the grandson of Hongday.

"Your Excellency, what if the edict is not in the coffin of the Queen Mother?"

"Absent?"

Jia Liu waved his hand, "Then call the first emperor to get up, let him work hard and write again." ”