Chapter 921: It's useless for the old rich to scream and cut his throat!

"No difficulty can be brought down to me!"

"I can sacrifice everything for the Qing Dynasty!"

"If the great cause of the Restoration fails because of my father, I will not only go to the guillotine, but also be nailed to the pillar of shame in history!"

"It doesn't matter if my father is gone, all the people in the world are my father, I said, I am not a son of heaven, I am the son of the people, so everyone in the people is my father!"

“......”

During the meal, Jia Liu nibbled on a pig's trotter while constantly emphasizing the importance of the spirit of optimism to the people accompanying the diner.

Because, what he just said, is the application of the spirit of optimism to concrete examples.

It belongs to the category of philosophy.

Esoteric is a little esoteric, but Jia Liu believes that someone will understand him.

For example, the third-ranked Prime Minister and Deputy Minister Asiha.

"I think that all of us must have the belief that we will win the reunification of the Qing Dynasty in the reunification of the Qing Dynasty, and we must maintain an optimistic and cheerful mood under any circumstances, and always have a firm will to reform and a vigorous mental state...

... Only in this way can we enter the new era under the leadership of His Majesty, rebuild the glory of the empire, and build a beautiful new society, for which we must sacrifice, sacrifice, and sacrifice again! ”

Speaking of emotion, Lao A casually threw the chicken bones into the Yellow River, got up excitedly and pointed his fist at the sky: "Your Majesty doesn't want your father, and neither do your minister's wives and children!" Because the minister is still young and can still live, but after the great cause of the Restoration is buried, there will be no chance to start again! ”

"Oh?"

Jia Liu also looked at the almost sixty old man excitedly, he really didn't expect this Manchurian Tartar to be so conscious, and he couldn't bear to send him to Siberia for further study.

But he was born with corruption, so he couldn't help but suffer in his heart.

"The one who chopped off the skull..."

The chairman choked a little and couldn't stop coughing, probably thinking about what the chairman had personally interviewed and recruited in the past few years.

After calming down a little, Lao A added: "However, there is still a fundamental difference between the spirit of optimism emphasized by His Majesty and blind optimism. ”

Hearing this, Jia Liu was even more interested, and asked, "What's the difference?" Tell everyone, tell me, ah, if you don't study for a day, you can't catch up with you. ”

"Uh..."

Lao Ah was stunned, and then said to the emperor with some embarrassment that he was just talking casually and couldn't take it seriously.

Angry, Jia Liu was also speechless for a while, and then looked around at everyone and said in a deep voice: "The Restoration is a great cause that has not been seen in three thousand years, and it is also an unprecedented impact. Old! ”

"Horn!"

All the military and political dignitaries stood up in unison and listened to the supreme instructions.

Jia Liu was satisfied, and while wiping his hands with a towel, he said firmly: "Therefore, I am willing to be the first person to shed blood in the Restoration!" ”

All the dignitaries were moved when they heard this.

"Your Majesty has really sacrificed too much for the country, too much, and the minister really doesn't know what to say..."

Lao Ah was the first and the only one to cry and choke.

Others, not too open.

Especially Azu, who aimed at the captain's face with those X-ray-like eyes.

Jia Liu probably felt that it was a little too much, so he said, "Okay, okay, sit, sit, continue to eat." ”

"Young Master,"

It is necessary to remind the young master of a very troublesome matter, which is even more troublesome than the death of the old man.

That is, the old lady's body was obviously lost with Yongzheng, but now it was picked up by the old rich and hung on the tower of Fucheng Gate, what does it mean?

"What does it mean?"

Jia Liu squinted his eyes at the bolt post.

The bolt said: "Explain three points. First, Fu Zhongtang is afraid that he knows the dirty things that the young master has done... Conspiracy that has been done... What has been done. ”

"Everything I do is for the country, for the people, I have never taken a stitch or thread from my own house, what is there to say!"

Seeing that Azu's mouth was about to move, he hurriedly said: "Anyway, I just want to say that I understand everything, and I don't want to explain too much if I don't understand, after all, I just know by myself." Don't ask me what I've done, it's not good for you to know too much about some things..."

With that, he motioned for the bolt to continue.

Don't dwell too much on the first point, the views of ordinary people have never been what Jia Liu cares about.

The bolt pillar said that the second point is that the young master's ancestral grave was dug up.

This is certain, if the old rich man doesn't dig up the ancestral grave of his Jia family, how can he know that the old lady of the six sons and virtuous brothers went to the Tailing underground palace.

"It's okay,'s a..."

Jia Liu, who realized that this statement was inappropriate, quickly stopped his mouth, and thought about changing to another statement: "This incident shows that some people have long known that I am not a thing in the pool, so they engage in feudal superstition thinking that if I cut off my dragon vein, I will not be able to fly, joke, what do they know, I have never seen any cows, ghosts, snakes and gods, I am not afraid of any demons and monsters, and I am afraid that they will cut off my dragon vein!" ”

After that, ask what the third point of the bolt column is.

"Young master, third, it shows that Qianlong was wronged!"

Zhu Zhu thinks that since Lao Fu knows the truth of the matter, he will definitely make the truth public.

The one in the underground palace is not the first emperor, how can it be said that the fourth devil is not the son of the first emperor.

Moreover, the young master put his old lady into the underground palace of the first emperor, clearly showing that he had long had the intention of stealing the country, so that the young master has always claimed the truth about Qianlong's life experience, isn't it all deliberately fabricated.

The immediate consequence is twofold.

First, he really turned the eucalyptus for the fourth devil;

The second is that the young master is a Xibei cargo, and he is pretending to be Luo.

"This..."

Jia Liuben's relaxed expression was involuntarily solemnized by what the bolt said, he has always stood on a moral height and accused Qianlong of being a thief of the Qing Dynasty, but if the old rich man broke the jar and broke the truth of the underground palace to the public, he would be very passive on his side.

After all, there were still many factions in the Restoration court that supported him because they believed that he loved Xin Jueluo, such as Prince Heshuo Zheng and the governor of Liangjiang.

After the eldest cousin knows the truth, can he continue to support his little cousin?

After thinking about it, he glanced at the military and political dignitaries: "Do you believe that I will dig up my ancestral grave, and then put my old lady in a sack and take it to the underground palace of the first emperor, and then put it in the coffin of the first emperor?" ”

"Impossible, impossible!"

Astha slapped the table excitedly.

Jia Liu asked the president's opinion: "Lao Li, do you believe it?" ”

The chairman twitched his cheek and spit out a large smoke ring: "If the emperor believes in the minister, he will believe it, and if the emperor does not believe in the minister, he will not believe it." ”

Looking at other people, they all said that this matter was too ridiculous, and they couldn't write such nonsense in Liaozhai.

Ruilin even said that such nonsense simply polluted his ears!

"Azu, what about you?"

Jia Liu's ardent eyes were on the representative of the Han army, who was also his good comrade-in-arms and good partner of the revolution.

"The minister must not believe it, this rumor can be seen at a glance and know that it is the slander of His Majesty by the recalcitrant elements of the enemy of the Beijing Division!"

Zu Yingyuan answered with certainty.

"Pillar, oh, see it, everyone doesn't believe it, what's the use of his old rich man saying that he broke the sky?"

The smile returned to Jia Liu's face again.

The fist is the truth, and it is not.

Zhu Zhu pursed his lips and admitted that he was unfounded.

"Clean up, I'm going to Beijing to offer condolences."

Jia Liu got up to end this pleasant meal and was about to go to the special train, but Azu sneakily followed.

"What are you doing with me if you don't go back to the army?"

Jia Liu was very angry, because Azu's expression made him feel a little weak.

Zu Yingyuan laughed dryly: "The minister will return to the army immediately, but the minister has a doubt, which His Majesty can't solve." ”

Jia Liu hurriedly raised his hand: "Give face, can you not ask?" ”

"I can't."

Azu behaved quite honestly, because if he didn't figure out this problem, he would not be able to walk, eat well, and sleep sweetly, which would directly affect the military command.

"Just ask."

Jia Liu spread his hands, knowing that Zu Dashou, the turtle grandson, likes to get to the bottom of it, and if he doesn't meet his small wish, he may die young.

There's no way, who made him, the emperor, benevolent and righteous.

After looking around, Zu Yingyuan straightened up and coughed lightly: "Your Majesty, can you explain why you just said that your old lady was taken to the underground palace in a sack." ”

“......”

Jia Liu snorted: "In the future, not only don't say anything about disunity, don't ask questions about disunity, take the troops to help me take the Beijing Division, and I'll marry you a few more sisters-in-law when I go back." ”