After coming out of Taishan Temple, Jia Liu seemed to be a different person, his head didn't hurt anymore, his mind didn't hurt anymore, he didn't float when he walked, and the soles of his feet didn't slip.

In short, it's just that it's fragrant and energetic.

That's the power of faith!

More than 10,000 people, ten wen per person, but only a hundred thousand wen, according to the exchange rate converted into a few hundred taels of silver a year.

In order to make the monks in the temple happy, Jia Liu paid a one-time three-year worship fee, plus a total of 1,000 taels plus tips.

He doesn't donate sesame oil money, but tips can.

The nature of the two is not the same.

Ji Yun didn't find a problem at first, but after discovering the problem, Jia Liu had already generously settled the account with the temple.

Shocked, he hurriedly chased out, reminding the prince not to be in a hurry, if this battle ordered all the children of the clan to be martyred with the army, the prince would not only no longer be supported by the clan, but would also become the common enemy of the clan, so how could he peacefully become the emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

Even if the prince really wants to use the hands of the Xinghan army to cleanse the children of Aixin Jueluo, he can't do it so blatantly, too deliberately, half of the death is reasonable, all of them are dead, that is, a fool also knows that the general Wang has a problem, and there is a big problem.

"To fight for the country, there will be sacrifices. Worship in advance, just be prepared, don't think about it, the name of this king is also in it. ”

Jia Liu didn't lie to Lao Ji, his name was really on the list.

As the commander of the army, as a role model for the children of the clan, how could he not take the lead.

Today's news of the incident in the Taishan Temple is no less than carrying the coffin in front of the army, which will definitely inspire the morale of the three armies and encourage the children of Aixin Jueluo to fight bravely to kill the enemy.

There is no superstition or superstition, this will be his portrait still hanging in the Ziguang Pavilion, and the neighbors are all fluttering.

As for how many Aixin Jueluo's children will be sacrificed, Jia Liuren has no bottom in his heart, because he doesn't know if the south will accept his olive branch of peace.

In the unlikely event that peace talks break down because of careerists, a solution by force will be forced to be put on the agenda.

In order to ensure that the south could accept his terms for peace talks, Jia Liu had mobilized all forces to ensure that the Xinghan army could not conquer Anqing, the gateway to Nanjing. But at the same time, it also ensured that the Qing army on the Anqing side could not defeat the Xinghan army, thus creating a stalemate.

"It turns out that the prince thinks so, it's the lower officials who are superficial!"

Ji Yun was deeply ashamed of his ignorance.

Jia Liu grabbed a handful of snow casually, pinched it into a snowball in his hand and threw it into the distance, turned his head and asked Ji Yun: "By the way, how is the progress of the things I told you?" ”

Ji Yun was stunned, and shook his head and said that he had no clue.

"Why don't you have a clue? Ming Taizu is Zhu Chongba, I can be Zhu Chongliu! No, the third prince of Xiao Zhu, the great-grandson of the third prince of Zhu or something. No matter how bad it is, any descendant of the Zhu family who fell into trouble and the prince fell into the folk to adopt for the Jia family or something, you just make it up for me, why can't you do it! ”

Really angry, Ji Yun, the old boy, even dared to change the "History of the Ming Dynasty", and it was so difficult to ask him to change his identity.

"I don't think Ji Yun has no clue, but he is resistant to this king! Yes, Qianlong is not thin on you, what are you doing in Cao Ying's heart in Han! ”

The more he looked at Ji Yun, the old pervert, the more Jia Liu felt that the old boy was not absolutely loyal enough to him, and he actually had the heart to beat.

Sure enough, Ji Yun, who was frightened by these harsh words, hurriedly defended himself, saying that it was indeed too difficult to rewrite the ancestral genealogy for the prince's family, because he rummaged through the information and didn't find any point in the Jia family that could be linked to Zhu Ming.

"Loyal or not, look at the action! You can't do any small things, you are just disloyal to this king! ”

In anger, Jia Liu's fists slammed hard, and the two snowballs were instantly crushed by him.

It can be seen that the palm power is fierce.

Ji Yun was so panicked that he hurriedly knelt down: "Lord Wang, the lower officials are stupid and loyal to you!" ”

"Foolish?"

Jia Liu snorted angrily, rolled his eyes, and said coldly, "Since you, Ji Xiaolan, said that you are stupid and loyal to this king, then this king let you die, will you go?"

"The lower officials are favored by the prince, and they are treated like national soldiers. Although a hundred deaths are less than one report, only the king's order is obeyed! ”

Ji Yun's attitude is very correct, that is, he is a little against his will, because he was forced to get on this thief ship.

Just when Jia Liu thought that the old boy would really die, Ji Yun turned his words and said with a depressed face: "But it's not a pity for the lower official to die, but the prince will have a bad reputation for killing Zhongliang, for the sake of the prince's reputation, it is better for the lower official to steal his life for the time being." ”

Jia Liu's face twitched: "Old Ji, this king sees that you are becoming more and more like me." ”

"Thanks to the cultivation of the prince!"

Ji Yun squeezed out a dry smile, and after following this general Wang for a month, he could be regarded as understanding this temper, knowing that this young prince treats his subordinates very well, not the kind of pretending to be good, but really good.

That is, as long as you sincerely do things for him, he will treat you well.

Therefore, it is impossible for the prince to want him to die.

It was really Ji Yun who guessed correctly, and after staring at him again and again, Jia Liu got into the carriage and went back to Xinye a little depressed.

Seeing that the prince got into the carriage, Ji Yun let out a sigh of relief, glad that he didn't follow the wrong person.

If it were Qianlong, the fourth devil, he wouldn't know how to scold him angrily.

No, when he was rejoicing, Ding Qing, who was in charge of the Internal Affairs Committee of the Eight Banners, appeared beside him at some point, and then sighed in his ear: "Ji Sang, you're finished." ”

On the other side, the captain of the security team who was in charge of the prince's security work looked at him with strange eyes, and Ji Yun felt a chill in his neck for no reason.

After returning to the city, Jia Liuyi handled the official documents sent from all over the country as before, so he set off from Xinye to Xiangyang two days later.

As the last important large city controlled by the Qing army in Huguang, Xiangyang was the last gateway to resist the Xinghan army's invasion of Henan, and once this place was captured by the Xinghan army, they could use Xiangyang as a springboard to attack the Central Plains, and whether to capture Nanjing or not was not so important.

The Qing army obviously also knew the importance of Xiangyang, so after the Battle of Wuchang, the main forces of the remnants of the Qing army in Huguang basically retreated to the Xiangyang area, mainly the Sichuan army and the Dian army, in addition to some of the remnants of the Huguang Green Battalion and the Jiangxi Green Battalion, with a total strength of about 30,000 people.

The largest official position in the city was Zheng Dajin, the governor of Hubei who escaped from the Battle of Wuchang, followed by Changqing, the seriously ill governor of Yunnan.

In terms of grade alone, Wang Fu, the general soldier of Sichuan, is only ranked sixth in the city, but the weight of Wang Zongbing's speech in Xiangyang City is the most sufficient.

Without it, there are more than 10,000 soldiers in the city.

However, Zheng Dajin, the governor of Hubei, did not trust the Sichuan soldiers very much, because the Chongqing deputy general Ma Dayuan led his troops into a formation to mutiny and surrender to the thieves, which directly led to the death of the Dingxi general Feng Sheng's death.

Therefore, Zheng Futai was wary of the Sichuan soldiers and was afraid of the recurrence of the tragedy, so he privately wooed the generals of the Yunnan Army and Ma Youde, the general of the Jiangxi Green Battalion, and the supply of the Sichuan army was also insufficient.

In this regard, the Sichuan army was dissatisfied.

In the past two days, I have not had good energy, and I may not be able to write unsatisfactory, but I can't help but write, which is the sad helplessness of the author.

(End of chapter)