After dawn, Baozhu felt deeply guilty that he had not honestly kept a wake for His Excellency the President at night, but instead sat and slept, so he lied and said that someone in his dream had asked him to bring a message to His Excellency the President.

What does that mean, it's good for the president.

Because the President is very new.

Baozhu felt that saying this would definitely make His Excellency the President happy, and then he would not be held accountable for dereliction of duty, and maybe he would be rewarded with something when he was happy.

"Baozhu, don't be like this, you know that I believe in science, don't engage in these confusing things in the future, what is not exciting, new or not, messy and when you lie, you must be as calm as me, otherwise it will be easy for people to see."

Jia Liu, who was brushing his teeth with green salt, put down the toothbrush made of pig hair, poured saliva into his mouth with a tea jar, and half-tilted his neck to "coo" there.

It is really a common tea jar style in later generations, ceramic, produced in Xingzhou.

There is also a large line on it - "The working people are the most glorious".

It was Jia Liu's inspection in Xingzhou in May that he specially asked the local kiln to be mass-produced, and there were not many, only 5,000 pieces were produced.

At the end of the year, the Provincial Labor Conference of Zhili will be held in Baoding, and these tea jars will be given as prizes to the models of all walks of life in Zhili, so as to demonstrate the importance of Jia Jia to labor production.

In essence, it is similar to the nature of the yellow jacket, and it represents an honor.

After cleaning his throat and wiping his mouth with a towel, Jia Liu casually threw the toothbrush into the tea jar and threw it on the windowsill.

At the door, Su La, who was arranged by the Zongren Mansion, brought breakfast over, and Baozhu brought it over and brought all kinds of side dishes in the food box to the table one by one.

There are only three things, namely leeks, wild garlic, and cucumbers, all of which have been soaked in salt water without exception.

The staple food is a pot of fried rice.

Before entering the customs, fried rice and fried noodles have always been the staple food of Manchuria, this thing is convenient, and it is easy to carry when marching and fighting, so it is very popular with the soldiers of the Eight Banners. (Historical facts, Jurchen diet test)

When the regent Dolgon led tens of thousands of soldiers of the Eight Banners to fight for the world, all the old and weak women and children in Shengjing City mobilized to fry rice and fried noodles, so as to ensure that the front-line soldiers did not go hungry to fight against the thieves in the pass, and finally defeated the thieves in a stone, laying the foundation for the Qing Dynasty today's territory.

Only after entering the customs, because they enjoyed the flowers and rivers of the Han people and tasted the colorful food of the Han people, the old customs outside the customs were slowly eliminated.

The Zongren Mansion arranged it this way, probably because he wanted to let the children of the Hat King Hou Xuan remember the bittersweet feelings, so as to cherish the good life that their ancestors laid for them.

Jia Liu ate some and felt that it was not delicious, so he asked Baozhu to bring boiling water to soak it as porridge and eat it.

After eating, he threw down the bowl and said to Baozhu: "I'll go to learn to recharge, and stay here to sleep." ”

When Bao Zhu heard this, he quickly put down the bowl and said that it would not work, he had to accompany His Excellency the President, otherwise what if something happened.

"It's going to be fine, don't forget that I'm also Baturu anyway, and I can fight three of those people alone."

Jia Liu thought to himself that there was really something to do, it happened last night, why bother today.

The security work of the Zongren Mansion is in charge of Uncle Se's Central Army, and no one can do it unless Uncle Se wants to kill the eldest cousin.

walked to the door, thought about it and turned around and instructed Baozhu: "The one you just said is not exciting, it is good to see if it is new or not, turn around and hand it out, and strive to let more people know." ”

After that, he straightened his official hat and went to the location of the classroom with a few of the sect disciples who had already come out.

When I arrived at the place, I saw that the staff of the Zongren Mansion were already waiting, and several teachers from the National History Museum also came, led by Qian Daxin, the compiler of the Wuying Palace, who was also the teacher of the Twelfth Elder Brother Yongxuan, who helped his disciples compile the "Imperial Manchu and Mongolian Wenjian".

At the beginning of the year, he was promoted by Lao Fu to be the priest of the country, which is equivalent to the principal of the Daqing Preparatory Civil Service School.

The children of the candidates arrived one after another, a bunch of princes, a bunch of Baylors, a bunch of others, and of course there were a bunch of Jia Liu.

Ninety percent is still called by his aunt, but except for this old boy, Andalshan, Eternity, and Shouling don't look very good.

It may be that the real fire is not strong enough, and the ghost invasion of the Zongren Mansion last night.

Eternity plucked up the courage to talk to Lord Jia Jia about returning the money, but before he could say anything, he was stopped by Jia Liuyi.

"Don't give up until the last minute."

After speaking, Jia Liu ignored a few people and walked straight into the classroom.

Refund the money, impossible.

"Auntie!"

Ninety percent of this child is really well-behaved, he didn't dare to greet his aunt and father when there were many people, but when he entered the classroom, he took the initiative to sit next to his aunt, although he was apprehensive, he trusted his aunt and father 100% on his face.

"Listen carefully, don't talk."

Jia Liu coughed lightly and put the small notebook he was carrying on the table, and Teacher Qian had been silently taking notes below since the start of class.

Seeing this, Jiucheng also hurried to learn, but he was very curious about what his aunt and father had written, so he secretly glanced at it when his aunt and father were not paying attention.

As a result, I became more and more curious.

Because the book is full of uh-huh. Ugh.

I don't know what that means.

The family unity class in the afternoon was also very serious, and the staff said that there was a prince, Jia Liu wrote it down, and then put a cross on the name of the person.

I found that there was not enough paper, and I couldn't help but lament why there were so many Aixin Jueluo.

This has to be killed until the Year of the Monkey.

Simply pick up the pen and write your name, and then put a tick on it, brackets in small words "end".

finally stayed up until the end of class, pretending to be tired enough at the end of the day, and went back to eat with Baozhu and squeezed into a bed to make up and sleep.

He didn't let Baozhu keep vigil for him, because it wasn't necessary.

No matter what kind of Ah Piao, he is a paper tiger in front of the truth.

If there were really ghosts in the world, Jia Liu would not like to talk to Azig and Yunren.

From a dialectical point of view, these Ah Piao and him Jia Liu can cooperate, because they have a common enemy.

If Ah Piao supports Jia Liu, he may be able to rehabilitate them after he comes to power.

Isn't that a win-win?

There was nothing to do all night, and the rooster crowed three watches.

In a daze, there were staff members outside shouting to get up with a loudspeaker.

Jia Liu hurriedly woke up the pillar who was sleeping like a pig, and the master and servant hurriedly dressed, hurriedly had breakfast, and carefully cleaned up in the house, then joined the team and boarded the bus to the Forbidden City.

After the convoy drove out of the Zongren Mansion, Jia Liu saw five steps and one post on the street, ten steps and one sentry, all of which were the central army of Uncle Se, and there were imperial guards in yellow coats at various intersections directing traffic.

The security level was raised to the highest level at once, which shows the importance of this meeting of princes and ministers.

When they arrived at Daqingmen, the convoy stopped.

Someone was calling to get out of the car.

Jia Liuer got out of the car without saying a word, and then a staff member from the Zongren Mansion came over and asked them to line up, saying that they wanted to go through the security check.

That is, every candidate who enters the Great Qing Gate must be searched by the imperial guards, and no weapons are allowed to be carried.

This was true not only of the candidates, but also of the other princes and ministers present at the meeting.

This made Jia Liu nervous, he had a small gun and dagger hidden on his body, and Baozhu also had a saber, if he handed over the gun, in case Uncle Se wanted to be a big boss, he and the old man would be served directly, that would really be shouting that Daddy should not be, and Niangniang would not come.

This possibility does not exist, and most of the powerful ministers who failed and were killed in history were planted in places they couldn't even imagine.

A lesson from the previous car, a teacher from the back.

Jia Liu was reluctant to hand over the gun, so he wanted to see where his eldest cousin Sai Chong'a was, so that his cousin could open a back door and let him enter the palace through the VIP channel.

If the eldest cousin doesn't agree, then he won't open it.

It's just that the old watch is not here, and the group of imperial guards in charge of security, Jia Liu, can't even name them, and he is really anxious and panicked.

Gritting his teeth, he secretly stuffed the dagger and the small gun into the crotch of his pants while he was unprepared, which made his walking posture a little weird.

Fortunately, everyone was staring at the security check in front of them, and no one noticed that Lord Shikai, who saluted Emperor Taizu Gao yesterday, was unable to move.

As the team moved forward, it was finally Jia Liu's turn to dare not breathe, and he didn't even dare to fart.

"Offended!"

The two third-class guards in front of the emperor also had vision, and when they saw that Jia Liu was wearing a second-grade official uniform, they immediately became very respectful.

Then one in front and one in the back, reaching out and touching Lord Jia.

In fact, it is a formality, and those who enter the palace are all members of the imperial court, who will hide weapons privately, and who dares to hide them.

The two guards touched it a few times and found out why this adult was so hard, and when they were puzzled, they heard a "bang", and a handcuff fell out of Master Jia's trouser leg and smashed firmly on the bluestone slab brick.

Well?

The two guards were stunned, and a dagger fell from Master Jia's trouser leg.

(End of chapter)