"Lao Lu! Hard work, hard work! You know, since we said goodbye to Jinchuan, I really miss you!"

When old friends reunited, the joy on Jia Liu's face could be seen even by a pig.

While laughing and chatting, he waved his hand and ordered everyone to go out, because he wanted to talk to Lao Lu behind closed doors.

This highly confidential and important occasion is not suitable for a third party to be present.

After all, although the reform emperor's past was glorious, it still had some flaws.

When Jia Liu closed the door, Lu Yuanguang, the former Qianzong of Lvying, who later became the second-rank Chongzhou deputy general and then turned around and led his troops to join the Xinghan camp, snorted: "Good boy, you used to call me Lord Lu, now you call me

Lao Lu? Don’t forget, without our help, your kid wouldn’t be here today!”

"Look at you, you always make principled mistakes. How many times have I told you that what I am today is the result of my own efforts and has nothing to do with you. If it really does have anything to do with it, I am helping you, not you.

Helping me."

Jia Liu never gives in on matters of principle.

All along, it was he who was helping the Ming Dynasty survivors in Jinchuan, rather than them helping himself.

The process of how to help is not important, what is important is the result.

The results proved that he, Jia Liu, was the greatest benefactor of the Ming Dynasty survivors.

If it hadn't been for him, Jinchuan and Jinchuan would have been pacified by the Qing army long ago and become one of the "Fourth Japs" with complete martial arts skills.

Regardless of the results, talking about the process is just a sign of being a hooligan.

Lu Yuanguang became more and more ridiculous as he listened: "One mouthful for me, do you really think you are the emperor?"

"You may not recognize me as the emperor, but your personal opinions do not affect the established fact that I am the emperor... doesn't it?"

Jia Liu doesn't care, he cares about the group, not the individual.

After the two sides looked at each other for a few breaths, they exclaimed in unison: "Traitor!"

One said that the other party was a traitor to the Qing Dynasty, and the other said that the other party was a traitor to the Qing Dynasty.

All are correct and none are contradictory.

"Arguing will not help solve the problem. How can society move forward if we always dwell on past historical grievances?"

Jia Liuxian took a step back and asked Lu Yuanguang calmly: "Do we still have a common language?"

Lu Yuanguang sneered: "What do you think we, the rebels, have in common with you, the Qing emperor?"

"How could it not be?"

Jia Liu crossed his fingers and listed one, two, three, four, five.

"You have to deal with Qianlong, and I also have to deal with Qianlong. Is this a common language?"

"If you want to restore Han Chinese clothes, I won't object to it. Do you have a common language?"

"You want the people to live well, and I also want the people to be happy. Does this count as a common language?"

"You can't beat me, and I don't want to fight you. Does this count as a common language?"

"..."

In any given column, there are more than ten common languages.

The basis for cooperation again is leverage.

"You, Lao Lu, don't bother me. Why do you come to Xiangyang? Do I have to tell you why?"

Jia Liu smiled and raised his hand confidently: "If you fight, you will definitely not be able to defeat me. Others don't know my methods. You, Lao Lu, are more or less capable. Even though there are more than 100,000 of you, among them

How much support did I give you?"

Since it is a highly confidential closed-door meeting, it is just a matter of speaking openly and openly. There is no need to use diplomatic rhetoric.

What's more, Lao Lu is not an outsider.

Back then, we robbed corridors together, robbed camps together, and made a fortune together. We were all comrades after all.

Lu Yuanguang snorted slightly and said in a deep voice: "Are Zhou Linwang, Ma Dayuan, and Guo Guangde your people?"

"What do you think?"

Jia Liu smiled ambiguously. In fact, among the twelve armies of the Xinghan Army, except for Qiu Ba's third army, which he recruited and surrendered, at least half of the other eleven armies were assigned by the organization.

Among them, Zhou Linwang's Sixth Army, Ma Dayuan's Seventh Army, and Guo Guangde's Ninth Army were all reskinned troops, all named Jia from top to bottom.

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And these three troops who had changed their skins from the Green Battalion were already the elite divisions of the Xinghan Army.

If Wuchang insists on fighting, at least half of the army will switch sides. So, how will Wuchang fight this battle? What will it be fought with?

"The fact that you are able to come and talk to me shows that you are aware of the situation. In this case, let's stop engaging in unnecessary verbal disputes and talk about cooperation again."

Jia Liu still gave Lao Lu some face, but did not say that the Xinghan Army was just a tool he used to achieve a certain goal from beginning to end.

It was he who single-handedly created and strengthened the Xinghan Army, not how great the Xinghan Army itself was, relying on more than 2,000 survivors to achieve what it is today.

Those who are good at fighting do not need to take action at all.

Lu Yuanguang was silent for a while.

He had a secret conversation with Gu Mingyuan before coming, but in the end the secret conversation resulted in no fight.

This was because there were only three armies that could really be mobilized. The other armies were either formed by the Qing army or were prisoners of war and bandits, and their combat effectiveness was extremely poor.

Moreover, it is divided into two groups, the East and the West. If a war breaks out in Wuchang, the West Group cannot withstand the tens of thousands of elite soldiers of the Japanese Sixth Army in Hubei.

Once Wuchang is lost, it will surely end in an avalanche.

It is unreliable to surrender generals and armies. Even the direct line veterans of the Xinghan Army are unwilling to fight.

Because their wives, children, and children are all in the hands of the Six Japs.

Although Guiziliu Liu has not threatened the Xinghan Army with these family records of the survivors who were placed in Sichuan, everyone knows that just because they don't say it doesn't mean they don't exist.

As long as you don't say anything, you will always be safe.

If we really say it, I'm afraid there won't be any room for maneuver between the two sides.

In view of this, peace talks may not be a way out.

"What should we do, talk or not? If we want to talk, we will show our cards. If we don't talk, I will stop the Northern Expedition and deal with you with all my strength."

Jia Liu is not an alarmist.

Lu Yuanguang raised his head: "Your father-in-law and your uncle asked me to ask you, who are you?"

Jia Liu smiled softly: "Does it matter who I am?"

"Of course it's important!"

Lu Yuanguang's attitude was also firm and he insisted on seeing Guiziliu's ID card.

Jia Liu asked: "Who do you want me to be?"

Lu Yuanguang blurted out: "Han people."

Jia Liu nodded immediately: "Then I am Han."

Lu Yuanguang was a little amused: "You are obviously a descendant of the butcher Duduo, how come you are a Han?"

"It seems that you don't know enough about my family background."

Jia Liu clapped his hands, and Shuan Zhu outside immediately carried a pile of books into the room and placed them on the table.

"These are research and investigation reports on my life experience by relevant departments. They are all issued internally and cannot be seen by ordinary people. Lao Lu is not an outsider, so it doesn't matter if I let you have a look."

Jia Liu casually picked up the top book and threw it to Lu Yuanguang. The book was called "Is the Surname of the Qing Dynasty Zhu or Ai?"

There are also books on the table such as "An Examination of the Life Experience of the Reform Emperor" and "Lying on the Firewood and Tasting Bolds for One Hundred Years in the Enemy Camp".

The bottom is a memoir, written by Jia Liu himself.

Regarding the experience of secretly going to Changping with my grandfather and father to worship Chongzhen when I was a child.
Chapter completed!