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Chapter 1289 Qian Qianyi didn't die

Bumu Butai left with his sleeves, leaving the king and ministers in the palace looking at each other.

In fact, this is indeed a rare opportunity to defeat Dorgon.

You know, Dorgon is the regent of his father, and it is rare to have the opportunity to leave the capital.

If Dorgon was in the capital, with the strength of the three flags in his hand, he would probably be the Empress Dowager and the Little Emperor's Four Flags Two Luanyi Palace Guards, and they would not be Dorgon's opponent.

It is obvious that there is more than a little difference between the soldiers fighting and the soldiers who show off?

The ministers' eyes were full of disappointment. What a great opportunity. While Dorgon was not in Beijing, he could defeat Dorgon and divide his power again. What a big piece of cake, it was simply fat.

But the little emperor Fulin looked at Bumubutai's back at this time, what he showed... resentment, deep resentment!

....

Many times, ordinary people do not live because of their conscience, but more for survival and then for interests. Conscience is often ranked last and even subconsciously ignored.

The moon is in the sky, and in a small wine shop on the east end of Lizheng Street, several shop staff are driving a pickled old man out of the store.

Two tugs, one pushes, and the other throws a rag bag into the street, cursing and swearing: "I'm old, don't look at it. This is under the feet of the emperor... I want to have a tycoon meal in our store, you are in the wrong place!"

The old man was obviously drunk and was dragged by three strong shop friends. He was really tough. He held the door post outside the shop and shouted, "I just owe a meal of wine, why is it so... Why is it so...!"

"Bah!" The shop clerk spitted on the old man and scolded, "A meal of wine? You don't order a dish with wine. You stayed in the store for six hours and took up the table for a day. If you finally paid the money, it would be fine, but if you can't take out the money, don't blame the store for being unkind and righteous...get out!"

Two arrogant shop guys, one of whom was very hot, kicked the old man's butt, and the old man staggered and rushed into the middle of the street.

The guys went back to the store swearingly.

The old man was still strong and he climbed up slowly by himself. He pointed to the wine shop and jumped and scolded: "I see what is low-key... but I know who I am, I'll scare you to death... I'll tell you. If one day, I will be reinstated... No, I will be promoted again. At that time, I will bring the servants to demolish your bird shop!"

A sneer came from the wine shop, "Look, this old man is afraid he is crazy about gaining and losing his heart... don't pay attention to him, just treat him as a stinky beggar..."

I was just sneering, slid my scattered hair, took a breath, and left with my head held high and my chest.

That look is not like a beggar, but rather like an important official who returns home in glory or a general who returns to the court with victory.

....

However, dreams are full, but reality is skinny.

The old man walked out of the ground for a mile, and his back was slowly wailing.

He became hunched, and his whole body was filled with a sense of desolation and a desperate end.

He looked around and saw a house at the end of the street with a wide eaves. So he slowly moved forward, wiped the ground with his already dirty sleeves twice, then slowly lay on his side, curled up, becoming short and extremely desolate.

Under the cold moonlight, two lines of turbid tears fell silently on this dirty old face covered with gullies.

His eyes were closed tightly, but his mouth was whispering to himself, but his voice was very turbid and difficult to hear clearly.

After talking for a while, the old man suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "Oh my God... I'm not willing!"

The loud noise obviously woke up the concierge of this mansion.

With a creaking sound, a figure popped out. When he looked left and right, he found someone lying outside the door. He was shocked. After shaking it with a lantern, he realized that it was a stinky beggar. Now he was so angry that he picked up a broom from behind the door and hit him in a scattered manner.

The old man had to turn over and hide, while shouting, "I'm not a beggar... I'm an official, and I'm the second-rank minister of the Ministry of Rites in the Qing Dynasty!"

It’s true that this shout was full of energy and shocked the doorman.

But then he reacted and cursed angrily: "You shameless beggar... If you are the Minister of Rites, grandpa, I will still be the Minister of Rites!"

As he said that, he would not beat him anymore, and he took out a big yellow dog from the door. With a finger, the big yellow dog barked wildly and rushed towards the old man.

Now the old man dared not talk anymore, so he ran away.

If the concierge hadn't wanted to cause trouble and called back the big yellow dog, the old man would have been chased to death by the dog.

....

With a loud scream, I lost my place tonight.

The old man couldn't help but cry. He looked up at the sky and choked and shouted, "Oh my God... do you really want to save Qian Qian from his life?"

Qian Qianyi is still alive?

Before being implicated by Liu Rushi's leak, Qian Qianyi was considered to have suffered "Eighteen tortures in the Qing Dynasty".

Originally, whether Qian Qianyi was really "unfairly accused" or was indeed guilty, it would be difficult to live.

But Qian Qianyi has nothing else, he is rich. Look at his surname, he can even have Qian, how can he have no money?

When he escaped from Yingtian Mansion, he had five cars with him. Except for him and Liu Rushi, the other four cars were all wealthy.

In fact, there are not many. When we arrived at Shuntian Mansion, after counting, we only had 30,000 taels of silver and more than 5,000 taels of gold.

After this was exchanged for silver, it was only a little over 100,000 taels.

If it were an ordinary family, they would probably not be able to make this money in ten lives, but in the eyes of some people, it would be enough to think about it.

Fortunately, Qian Qianyi is already in his sixties, and Liu Rushi is not here. During his days in Shuntian Mansion, he is as low-key as he can, so he has been stocking up at home and has not moved.

In this difficulty, Qian Shuoyi used it to Ganglin and Qi Chongge exchanged his own life.

Ganglin and Qi Chongge did not have the courage to indulge Qian Qianyi in private. Even if the two of them were greedy, they would not dare to make money under Dorgon's nose.

But Dorgon said something about Qian Qianyi's handling, "A swaying person who is fickle and treacherous villain... You can do it, don't bother me again."

In this way, the flexibility in this is greater, so Qian Qianyi has a way out for a hundred thousand taels of silver.

But if you release the house, you will be circulated like a house raid. There is only one charge - "cooperating with the enemy".

He was a second-rank minister of the Ministry of Rites in the Qing Dynasty and was charged with a false charge and was deposed on the streets.

The key is that there is still no news about Liu Rushi, and Ganglin and Qi Chongge have not spoken of her whereabouts.
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