"An extra piece of clothing? ... Do you want this king to do something unseemly?"

Jia Liu glanced at the earthy yellow Panlong Prince suit on his body, and couldn't help but be moved by the unsightly things.

After all, he's good at it.

That's what he's been looking forward to.

The current situation, combined with his title of general king, is difficult not to make people think about it.

Could it be that the east wind is really coming, and the footsteps of spring are near?

"Lord Wang, it's time for the king to add a blank!"

Asha gave an affirmative answer, used the title of the general Wang to get the military power of the Beijing Division, and then learned the Song Taizu Chen Qiao Mutiny on the way out of Beijing, thus opening up a new Qing Dynasty!

It's as simple as putting an elephant in the freezer.

"Humph!"

Queenie snorted slightly, deeply ashamed of Asha's sycophant, and then considered the common interests and stepped forward to annotate Asiha's sycophant: "The slave remembers that when he first saw the prince, there was a white gas on the prince's head that melted into the purple light, which was endless, silky, colorful, and dazzling...

At that time, the slave didn't feel anything, he just thought that the prince was different, handsome and extraordinary... But today, it seems that this white gas is actually the breath of your son of heaven! ... Add a white to the king, the emperor's word, the prince, the destiny of heaven is like this, do it!"

"Let's do it, lord!"

Asha's old face was swollen red, and his unwilling heart couldn't wait.

If you can't be a successful man, then be the person behind this successful man!

"Really?"

Jia Liu looked at his two Manchurian generals suspiciously, feeling that they were talking about cross talk, singing and singing.

The king added a white to become the emperor's character, tsk, thanks to what they came up with.

However, it also made the hearts of the two of them darken, thinking of the beautiful scene of the royal robe and the royal families of various countries calling congratulatory telegrams, so he gritted his teeth and looked at the two of them, and said, "Which of you is going to kill my father? In this way, this king will be crowned a white hat, and the teacher will be famous!"

"Huh?"

Lao Ah and Lao Kui both jumped back in both directions, and they both looked terrified: "The slave doesn't dare!"

It's quite sensible, and I didn't let the lard be blinded.

It's all drumming in my heart there, I really don't understand why the prince doesn't treat him Ama so much, this is not the first time that the prince has said that he will kill him Amma.

What is the deep hatred between father and son?

Or is it that the prince was not born to him at all?

"Look at the two of you cowardly, you don't dare to do a little thing, how can you do a big thing with this king!"

Jia Liu's face was disappointed, he didn't mean anything else, he just wanted to get a white hat on his head to comply with the destiny of heaven.

After all, he was also superstitious at times.

「......」

Lao Ah and Lao Kui insisted on not speaking, for fear that if they opened their mouths, they would be forcibly designated by the prince to carry out the most difficult thing in the world.

"Let's discuss this matter later, you go and get a royal robe for me to take on the road first, in case you really want to take this step, there will not be no props."

Jia Liu wanted to seriously consider what the chances of success of the Chen Qiao Mutiny were, and then decide whether to add another piece of clothing.

Theoretically possible.

It is very cumbersome to operate.

First of all, it is necessary to solve the control of the army of the two lines of Uncle Se and Lao Fu, that is, these two central armies must be completely grasped in order to realize the change of color of the Beijing Division. ….

The question is, can it be done in a short period of time?

Definitely not!

Uncle Se and Lao Fu dared to hand over their soldiers, which showed that they were not afraid of Jia Liu taking away their military power at all.

can't get the 20,000 central army, and the soldiers in Jia Liu's own hands alone want to be added to the imperial robe, although it will not be enough to be on the street, there is a high probability that the countryside will surround the city.

Not long after Lao A and Lao Kui left, Lao Fu came to the General's Mansion in a menacing manner.

Pushing open the door, I saw Jia Liu's hundred-year-old ginseng on the research table, and from time to time he pinched a section and sniffed it between his nose, and then put it in his mouth to chew

Chewing, it's quite leisurely, how can it look like it's hurt at all.

Angry, he stepped forward and snatched the old ginseng, pointed to the nose of the sixth son and said, "I heard that you are hanging!"

"Huh?"

Jia Liu, who came back to his senses after half a ring, was angry, "I'm not hanging, I'm stumbling!"

"Really?"

The old man forcibly pulled Jia Liu up, "I don't believe it, I'll take two steps and take a look."

"Believe it or not is your business, I won't go."

Jia Liu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and sat on the chair with his ass, and the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

The old man was so angry that he was angry: "I knew that you kid was a demon moth! Don't pack it for me, pack up your things and prepare to go south in two days."

"No,"

Jia Liuyou turned his face sideways and looked at Lao Fu up and down: "I said Fu Zhongtang, should you ask for peace when you see this king?" When did we become so unruly?"

The old rich man was stunned, but his attitude softened: "Good sixth son, don't make trouble, the military situation is urgent, and you also have the blood of Aixin Jueluo flowing in your body, you can't watch the sky fall in my Qing Dynasty!"

Jia Liu didn't squeak, and the Qing Dynasty didn't die.

The old man had no choice but to sit on the opposite side and said in a harmonious voice, "Say, what do you want? Brother, I'll do it for you, and I promise to let you go without regrets, right?"

That's the right attitude.

Jia Liu thought about it and stopped taking the shelf, and said, "I'm going to lead the troops to the battle, is it that my governor of Zhili has to give it to others?"

The old rich man did not tell a lie, saying that this was indeed the case, and the imperial court would re-appoint the governor of Zhili.

"Oh."

Jia Liu nodded and proposed, "I don't think it will be discussed by the imperial court, and now Yang Jingsu, the political envoy of Zhili, is of great use, and he has been the governor of Zhili, so it is better to let Yang Jingsu reinstate."

The old man's face was changeable and gloomy, and finally he gritted his teeth: "Cheng!"

Jia Liu also proposed: "The political envoy of Zhili can be succeeded by Fan Wei, the prefect of Baoding."

The old man was stunned: "Which one is Fanwei?"

"My cronies."

「... Done!"

The old rich man didn't bargain for the first time, and he agreed, and said very sincerely: "I promise you both of these things, you are now dead, you can lead the troops to the battle, right?"

Jia Liuwei snorted: "The feet are no longer broken, but as the old saying goes, the soldiers and horses have not moved, and the grain and grass go first, let me ask you, where is the money and food expenditure of the army?" If you don't give me a penny, you tell me to hit my skull!"

This problem is indeed a problem, Lao Fu said: "The court is trying to find a way to deal with the matter of money and food, you bring the troops over first, and the old brother will definitely solve it for you when you turn back, and you will definitely not let the soldiers go hungry and work for the court!"

It's not to lie to Jia Liu, but to really find a way to raise it.

Jia Liu smiled disdainfully: "Solution? How do you fix it? Go to be your panties or go to Bada Hutong to sell? Haven't you counted the money in the court?"

The old man was angry when he said this, but Jia Liu's words changed and said, "Forget it, you can slowly figure out a way to deal with money and food, but Aixin Jueluo is not the only one left, why do you want me to fight outside for life and death?" Everyone has a share in the ancestors of the country, there is no reason for me to shed blood and sacrifice outside, they eat, drink and have fun in the capital."

The old man frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

Jia Liu smiled softly: "It's not interesting, it's just that all the children of the clan below the king of Jingjun and above the general of Feng'en must go out on the expedition if they are over 16 years old!"

Proud of the bones