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Chapter 129 Negotiation? Summoning!(2/2)

All the ministers looked at Qianlong.

Qianlong stood up, turned his back to the ministers, and stared at the picture of residence in Fuchun Mountain on the wall behind him.

This is his favorite painting.

It has been stamped with more than sixty personal stamps by him.

Every time he visited the south of the Yangtze River before, he would bring this painting with him.

But now, looking at this beautiful river and mountains, there is no sense of it.

After a long time.

Qianlong turned around.

"So, what does Zhu Daohua want?"

"He wants Jiangnan." Liu Yong looked at Qianlong and said, "He also wants fame."

"Then what can I get?"

"time."

Time? Do you really have time?

Qianlong raised his hand and looked at his thin arm.

"Zhu Daohua is only twenty-seven this year?"

he said suddenly.

The ministers did not reply, and Liu Yong lowered his head again.

"That's all, that's all. It's just a matter of trial and error, but..." Qianlong turned around, "This is just a negotiation, not a peace plea, nor an admission of defeat! There can be no negotiations between the Ming and Qing Dynasties that touch on the relationship between the two parties, only about this battle.

The aftermath.”

What if Zhu Daohua forced me to become an emperor?

Here comes the Northern Brother and the Southern Brother, Yangzhou Alliance or something like that.

I am over 70 years old. Is it inappropriate to hold my nose and treat others as my son?

Liu Yong sighed in his heart.

What time has it been?

Still thinking about face.

If it could maintain peace between the north and the south for a hundred years by giving millions of coins every year like the Song Dynasty did, it would really be a dream for the Qing Dynasty.

After all, the Qing Dynasty can still last another hundred years, right?

It has been one hundred and forty-seven years since I entered the customs. In another hundred years it will be two hundred and forty-seven years.

There are really not many dynasties that have lasted for more than two hundred years.

The Qing Dynasty brought foreign tribes to China, and the country was able to last for more than two hundred years.

What more bikes do you want?

Now if you want to be Zhu Daohua's son, there is a high probability that they won't accept it.

Since ancient times, the key to conquering the world has been to work together, especially in a situation like this where the North and the South are in confrontation.

It's been a long time.

The peace factions within both sides will raise their heads - after all, the risk of war is too great. How many of those high-ranking officials who have enjoyed wealth are willing to risk it?

therefore.

Zhu Daohua must be preparing for the second war, and he will launch the Northern Expedition in two or three years at most.

There was no way he would give the Qing Dynasty too much time.

The time of the Qing Dynasty is really running out.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

The ministers heard that Qianlong was ready to admit defeat. Although he did not admit defeat verbally, he took the initiative to send people south to negotiate. This was a gesture of admitting defeat.

Moreover, the bargaining chip that the Qing Dynasty had now made all the loyal officials of the Qing Dynasty, especially those loyal Han officials, feel sad - it actually promised not to plunder the people.

How ridiculous.

But now no one dares to laugh.

After all, the knife that Mr. Qianlong had on hand was quite sharp. He couldn't chop down the Ming Dynasty, but he could chop off the heads of these scholar-bureaucrats very quickly.

The turmoil caused by the Literary Prison still silenced those Confucian scholars and officials.

Qianlong waved his hand, stared at Liu Yong and said: "Liu Chongru, you, the Liu family of Zhucheng, have been in the Qing Dynasty since your great-grandfather Liu Bixian, your grandfather Liu Qi was the official magistrate of Ningqiang in Shaanxi, the same magistrate of Ningxia Middle Road, the same magistrate of Changsha, the deputy envoy of Tianjin Road, Jiangxi

According to the inspection envoy, the chief envoy of Sichuan."

"Your father, Liu Tongxun, was a member of the Hanlin Academy, a member of Zhan Shifu, a minister of Rites, a right minister of the Ministry of Justice, a left minister of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, a censor of the Zuo Du, a minister of the Ministry of Works, a minister of the Ministry of Punishment, a minister of the Ministry of Officials, and a bachelor of Dongge University.

The chief master of the study, the chief executive officer of the National History Museum, the chief executive officer of the "Sikuquanshu", plus the prince's Taifu and the prince's Taibao. They are my heroes!"

"As for you, Liu Yong, you are also a very popular minister. The four generations of your Liu family have been ministers of the Qing Dynasty, and you are the most loyal minister of our Qing Dynasty!"

Liu Yong hurriedly prostrated himself: "Mr. Liu dare not forget the kindness of the Qing Dynasty."

Qianlong nodded slightly: "In that case, I will let you, Liu Yong, lead the people to negotiate southward."

Liu Yong trembled all over.

As a Hanchen, he came into contact with the Emperor of Heaven

Even if they go south to negotiate.

I am afraid that in the future, I will be the target of attacks by others, and it will be easy for the suspicious Emperor Qianlong to become suspicious.

This is really not a good job - Liu Yong originally thought that Qianlong would send the Manchus south.

I sighed in my heart.

You cannot disobey your orders.

"I accept the decree!"

Liu Yong said loudly.
Chapter completed!
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