Zhongxiangcheng Zhizhou Yamen, one of the temporary places of the general of Qingfu Yuan and Prince Heshuorui.

Another line is the East Gate School Yard outside the city, and another line is the Bao'en Temple in the city.

The basic configuration of the three lines is the same, and the security level is the same, if there is no internal line, outsiders will not know where Prince Rui sleeps at night.

Even if the inside information was handed out, the Assassins would not succeed.

Because, Jia Liu didn't live in these three places at night, but slept with his security captain Baozhu.

Just sleep in the guards.

Jia Liu, who is on the front line, attaches great importance to security work to the point of almost perversion, just like his three carriages with identical specifications, which have not been ridden by the real owner since they were transported to Hubei.

This is called professionalism.

Jin Yiwei and blood droplets have to hide their faces and leave.

The small Zhong Xiangcheng is now the highest military and political command center of the Qing Dynasty, and I don't know how many people's hearts have been touched.

As the last guardian of the Qing Dynasty, Jia Liu was very busy during this time, mainly purchasing all kinds of New Year's goods, so that after entering Wuchang City, he would not have to loot any more, and he could have a lively New Year with his subordinates.

Of course, in addition to his main work, he is also concerned about military and political matters, and he is not completely in charge.

The day after he settled in Zhongxiang, Jia Liu heard from the general Wang Daji that at the beginning of the spring, the high-level leaders of the Xinghan Army had come to Zhongxiang to worship the Xianling Mausoleum, and also wrote a memorial to the Xianling Mausoleum, saying that the Qing Dynasty was a ruin, and called on the people of the world to rise up and expel Manchuria.

"Politics, we don't use it, people use it, it seems that this Xianling King needs to go, the so-called Kou can go, I can also go."

Jia Liu was in high spirits, and was ready to bring a few pieces of paper money to Jiajing and his father to the grave, if necessary, he could also cry in front of Jiajing's father's grave, and the ancestor Shunzhi called Chongzhen the eldest brother - called Jiajing his father an old lady or something.

As long as it is for the good of the country and the people, personal dignity has never been a stumbling block to Jia Liu's progress.

"If the prince wants to go to Xianling, the lower official will die in front of you!"

No, Ji Yun reacted violently, desperately blocked it, and said that he would not let the prince go, even if the prince raised his whip to beat him to death, he refused to let go.

"Politics, you don't understand! Governing the country, seven points of politics, two points of wisdom, one point of military, do you understand! ”

Jia Liu was dissatisfied with Ji Yun's ignorance and conservatism, thinking that this person's vision was too superficial to deal with him, so he kicked him away angrily and asked Ding Qing and them to go to the shroud shop in the city to buy wreaths, paper money or something.

But Ji Yun hugged his legs like a dogskin plaster, no matter how Jia Liu kicked it, this lustful big fat man just wouldn't let go.

You pulled me to pull it, Ji Yun accidentally pulled off a patch on the prince's buttocks.

There was no hole under the patch, and there was no wear and tear, and the prince's trousers were intact, like the emperor's new clothes.

"Huh?"

Ji Yun's heart trembled, and he muttered with a headache: "Lord Wang, you are clearly engaging in formalism." ”

"What do you know, there is no form, where does the content come from!"

Jia Liu was annoyed and ashamed, kicked Ji Yun to the side again, and then asked someone to bring a needle and thread, took off his pants and sewed them seriously on the spot.

With the silver needle dragging the gold thread in and out, the blue patch was carefully re-sewn by Jia Liu, and finally tied a knot and bit it with his teeth.

When I looked closely, I saw that the needleman was no worse than the weaver of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, so I was satisfied to put it back on.

Turning his head to look at Ji Yun, who seemed to be wronged like his little daughter-in-law, he couldn't help but snort angrily: "You don't have the ability to make up stories for this king, this king recognizes himself as an ancestor and hinders you!" ”

Ji Yun raised his head and said angrily: "Even if the prince really wants to recognize the ancestor, he should also recognize the ancestor, how can he surrender his identity and recognize this Xingxian king." ”

"This..."

Jia Liu tilted his head and thought about it, realizing that Ji Yun was right, Jiajing's father's compulsion was too low, and it was completely inconsistent with his identity and status.

"Who's that,"

Jia Liu beckoned Ding Qing to go to Xianling on his behalf, and he came, which meant that it should be.

Ding Qing asked, "Then do you want to write a sacrificial text too?" ”

"What are you writing that thing for, it's not affordable, you can just pull a few more carts of paper money and burn it."

Jia Liu waved his hand to let Ding Qing get busy, and walked into the office by himself to ask Ji Yun to help him polish his ink.

After that, I picked up the one-foot-long brush and put it down.

Ji Yun, who was waiting on the side, asked curiously, "What is the prince writing?" ”

Jia Liutou didn't reply: "Advertisement." ”

"Advertising?"

Ji Yun looked ignorant.

"It means to advertise widely."

Jia Liuti wrote a line of big characters on the rice paper with the first "horn" - "The Book of Officers and Soldiers of the Han Dynasty".

“... It is equivalent to political ignorance, ignorance of domestic and foreign trends, and now to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty as its own responsibility, intending to subvert the Qing Dynasty, how do you know that I have been in China for more than a hundred years, and it has long been deep-rooted, and the top and bottom are united, and the flag and Han are united... Under the stubborn resistance, everyone will eventually rebel and leave, leading to the fate of final destruction. ”

After writing, I asked Ji Yun, a big professor, how he wrote.

Ji Yun nodded hurriedly and said: "The prince is brilliantly written, extraordinary, and the lower officials will definitely not be able to write such articles!" ”

"I heard that you guys are shooting too much, so that this king doesn't know if you are telling the truth or a lie."

This is Jia Liu's most troublesome thing at present, but it does not affect him to continue to write this advertisement.

After thinking about it, he continued to write: "My general Wang Wencheng Wude, first set Jinchuan, then Shandong, Gyeonggi to quell the rebellion, waved the southern expedition, invincible, and famous... This is all a phenomenon of destiny and is indeed not accidental.

The Erxing Han army was a pure rabble, the equipment was not as good as the Qing soldiers, the strength was not as good as the Qing soldiers, and the storage of grain and ammunition was not enough for the battle...

Disgusted with fighting, depressed morale, and a large number of people came to surrender, which is the desire of the people, and it is the leniency policy of Prince Daqingrui, which is deeply rooted in the hearts of the army... The mantis arm blocked the car, but it was only a little delayed, and it was difficult to recover the fate of total annihilation.

If the cognitive error comes to the initiative to return, it will be forgiven, and the past will not be blamed.

Either revolt on the battlefield, or withdraw and return to their homeland as soon as possible, even if they are forced by the environment and unable to be independent, they hope to lay down their arms in time and not make desperate resistance, resulting in needless sacrifices.

Since the time of war is shortened and the calamity of the people is reduced, it is not too late for the king to wait for the precipice; To make meritorious contributions to the people, there is ambition to achieve it.

Yuyun: Those who know the times are junjie, and those who are not the first to take the lead are not wise, where to go, and I wish you to choose for yourself. Respectfully, pray for acceptance. ”

In the end, he said that he was consistent with his words and deeds, and he was by no means deceitful.

The officers and soldiers who have surrendered will have a lenient policy, and those who are willing to stay will be rewarded without hesitation, and those who are willing to go will be sent off, and they will be dealt with in a reasonable and reasonable manner.

"It's about the same as this ad, isn't it?"

"It should work well."

"Okay, then let's print it and advertise it."

Jia Liu nodded, and asked Ji Yun to take this "Book of Officers and Soldiers of the Xingxing Han Dynasty" to reprint, and he picked up a blank piece of paper again and wrote another line of big characters.

Ji Yun took a look, good guy, the title was "Farewell, Love Xin Jueluo!" 》

"This king has always been accustomed to doing things with both hands, preparing with both hands, and he can also see success or failure... Success is good, but failure is not shameful, as long as we are prepared, failure can also become success, failure is not the mother of success..."

Jia Liu ignored Ji Yun's shocking gaze, and wrote the article "Farewell, Love Xinjueluo" by himself.

I hope I won't need this article, after all, if this article is published, it means that he may be out of the field.

Halfway through the writing, I found that Ji Yun hadn't left yet, and when I thought of something, I couldn't help but instruct the other party: "By the way, you send someone to bring a message to Lao Lu, telling him that I am still the same old saying at the beginning, and that the Qing Dynasty will reuse me, which is good for them, so the door to peace talks is not completely closed." ”