"We can take this opportunity to completely ban the Guandi Temple people." Mu Min is in charge of public security. According to her standards, this matter is already a major security case, which will at least alert the provincial department. "Although our police force If it's not enough, you can mobilize the national army. Centralize the ban and containment of all the sinuses inside and outside the city..."
"No, our task now is not to eliminate the Guandi Temple troops." Lin Baiguang was a little eager to try, but now he has calmed down, "The Guandi Temple troops seem to be powerful, but they themselves have no economic ideas and An evil gang with no political agenda. It is a group of lumpen proletarians who are paid to act as thugs. Letting them continue to run around for a few days will not affect the overall situation. If we ban them now, these tens of thousands of people will burden us. I just carried them on my back. Although the young and middle-aged beggars can be sent to labor reform, there are still a large number of old, weak, sick and disabled people who have to be resettled."
Not only do these old, weak, sick and disabled people need to be provided with food and clothing for a long time, so that they can eventually "support themselves", but also facilities such as "poor workshops" and "new farms" must be set up with a large number of equipment. Management and care staff. This is a heavy burden for the new Guangzhou Municipal Government, which is short of both "people" and "finance".
"But if they are not eliminated, it will be difficult for Guangzhou's public security to fundamentally improve." Mu Min said, "Among the various public security and small-scale criminal cases in the city, Guandi Temple personnel have the highest proportion of involvement. Pickpocketing, trafficking in stolen goods, and human trafficking , tomb robbers...almost all @≌,￡ are involved with this gang."
"So we are going to take strict measures this time. It is also a warning to the Guandi Temple people. Tell them to restrain themselves." Lin Baiguang said, "We must first treat the dental problems."
In the final analysis, the death of a few grain merchants was not a big deal to the Senate's rule, but it gave them a perfect excuse to rectify the dental industry.
Although Yaxing was notorious, they could not immediately grasp any crimes they had committed that could be punished. Now they have taken the initiative to impose a justifiable crime.
Strict rectification of Yaxing is not only because they have a monopoly on the rice and grain trade, which poses a potential threat to the Senate's next currency issuance, but also serves as a warning to various forces in the city: Don't riot at will and abuse violence. .
Things like the Guandi Temple troops attacking guild halls and business hotels and brawling are nothing new in Guangzhou. Even the Chaoshan businessman who was victimized this time had done many similar things. In medieval society, due to the imperfect state machinery and poor government governance capabilities, there was a general tendency to abuse violence. In central commercial cities like Guangzhou, merchants wanted to "fight for docks" and "seize wealth and fragrance." The gentry and wealthy citizens hired a large number of bandits to fight for personal grudges or lawsuits. In addition to the Guandi Temple troops, Dan households on the Pearl River, Chaoshan people and Hakka groups in the city all participated in the fights extensively. It is exactly the same as the "fighting" that is rampant in the Jiangnan area. Moreover, this type of fighting is also mixed with unique local concepts of regional disputes, making the fighting more intense.
"We are going to be strict this time. Kill everyone and let them understand what a legal society is." Lin Baiguang said.
Mu Min was about to speak when someone suddenly came to report: "Director Lin, Director Mu, someone came to surrender at the door of the city hall. He said he was the mastermind behind the attack on Haiyang Guild Hall today."
"Surrender?" Mu Min was surprised.
Lin Baiguang nodded and said, "I understand. Transfer the person who surrendered to the city police station."
"Old Lin, what's going on?"
"This is the top guy." Lin Baiguang smiled, "In my opinion, you don't even need to be interrogated. You just paid for it. If you want to be killed, you have to ask for information. You can't tell the truth. They can't hear it - they don't even know it."
Mu Min already understood. When she returned to the city police station, the remaining cell leader came to complain: "We have arrested so many people that there is no room for them in the cell." Don’t know what to do”.
The city police station was originally the Lingnan Road Yamen. Unlike the county Yamen which all have prisons, a temporary detention center was set up in an empty courtyard. Because we couldn't recruit anyone willing to serve as jailers, and Lingao itself lacked professional guards, we had to temporarily retain a few former jailers as guards, and the outside was guarded by the White Horse Team.
"...This group of beggars have nothing to offer. They got free gruel to eat in prison. It's a waste to catch them." The prison boss said nonchalantly, looking at Mu Min's expression with his eyes. , "...There are too many people inside now, and I'm afraid it's easy to spread the plague when the weather is hot. I also ask the chief to make a decision as soon as possible to deal with them..."
Mu Min smiled and said: "My Senate is rich all over the world, so what's the point of giving them a few meals of gruel. As for pooping and peeing, just clean it up for me. I heard that you were originally known as the 'Living King of Hell'. The Nanhai County jail where I'm living is an 'eighteen levels of hell', why can't I cure a few brats?"
In the past, the government rarely caught beggars: there was no money to be squeezed out of the cells, and they had to work hard. This time, a total of more than 40 beggars were arrested, and they felt that the Australians were "nosy".
The cell leader wanted to persuade Mu Min to let the beggars go quickly, but he didn't expect that he would hit such a snag as soon as he opened his mouth. Listening to the implication of the female leader's words, if she doesn't get rid of them, she won't be able to eat this bowl of rice in the future.
He quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Director! You are joking, how can I be worthy of this? I will suppress you now!"
Mu Min said nothing and called a corporal: "Take a few people and follow the guards to suppress the prisoners, use all means to restore order, tell the prisoners not to make noise, and at the same time clean up all the feces and urine on the floor."
The cell leader returned to the cell - this detention center was originally a courtyard in the Yamen. The main hall was used as a place to do business, and the side rooms on both sides were turned into temporary cells with fences installed. Naturally, there was no room for more than forty people, so they were all scattered in the courtyard. According to the rules, these people had to squat with their heads in their hands, but now they were all standing upright and yelling, with feces and urine flowing on the ground. Several prisoners stood on the steps, holding iron rulers and shouting.
The cell leader stood on the steps, put his hands on his hips, and shouted: "Everyone, old and young! This is the prison of Guangzhou Prefecture. As the saying goes, the king's law is like a furnace..."
Before he could finish his words, he was drowned out by strange shouts and shouts, and all kinds of swear words were thrown at him. Don't forget that the prison leader is called the "Living King of Hell", he is referring to ordinary prisoners. The Guandi Temple people and horses are such a large force that ordinary subordinates cannot afford to offend. I don’t have enough confidence, so naturally I don’t speak loudly.
The prison boss was afraid of losing his job, so he screamed at the top of his lungs. Just as his face turned red and his neck became thick, a black object suddenly flew out from the crowd. The prison boss saw it clearly and quickly jumped to the side. The thing fell to the ground and fell instantly. It was so pulpy and smelly that it turned out to be a ball of shit. The cell heads on the steps had a lot of stinky juice splashed on their bodies, and they were all in a miserable state. The courtyard burst into laughter.
The cell leader was in a panic, ashamed and angry. He saw the corporal jumping down the steps, raising his gun and stabbing the beggar who was closest to the steps and smiling the most cheerfully.
The bayonet penetrated straight in like cutting tofu, and the beggar fell down without even a grunt. Before everyone in the field could react, several soldiers behind jumped down the steps and raised their rifles with bayonets. The bright bayonets flashed in the sun. The courtyard that was originally full of laughter suddenly fell into chaos. The prisoners exploded. They fled in all directions like a nest.
"Squat down and hold your head!" Following the corporal's voice, the originally chaotic courtyard suddenly became deathly quiet. The beggars who had said just now that "the sky and the earth are my bed, even the emperor and I are not afraid" all squatted down obediently and held their heads, not daring to move.
The prison boss watched in horror, seeing the Australians killing people like chickens and ducks, and suppressing the chaos in a matter of seconds with a decisive killing move. He couldn't help but feel awe and respect. He was afraid that when the corporal came back, Mu Min would think he was "incompetent", so he quickly shouted: "Which bastard just threw shit at me? Get out!"
The prisoners quickly dispersed in all directions, revealing a lone person, squatting in fear, his rags stained with feces and urine.
The cell leader yelled, "You bastard, I wonder if I won't tell you to eat your shit!"
While he was shouting and cursing, the corporal walked through the crowd, kicked the prisoner to the ground with his leg, and finished with a bayonet while raising his gun.
"Report to the commander, order has been restored." The corporal reported, "Two rioters were killed during the operation, and we had no casualties."
"Take a break!" Mu Min nodded, "You did a good job, dismissal!" Turning to the prison chief who was pale and a little dizzy, he said: "You ask the kitchen to prepare some porridge, more water than rice, you are not hungry. Just die. Supervise and distribute one bowl to each person."
The cell leader hurriedly responded, and Mu Min asked those who "surrendered" to be escorted to the pre-trial room. She wanted to interrogate them personally.
Someone "surrendered" so soon after the incident happened. Although she knew it was the one who supported the crime, it was still a bit difficult for her to understand why the person in charge rushed to send someone to support the crime. After all, she still knew very little about the tricks of monsters and monsters in this great commercial city in the Middle Ages, and she didn't have a deep understanding of the human world of this era.
The pre-trial room is located in the original flower hall, which has been renovated and spaced according to the specifications of the old time and space.
Mu Min has read the preliminary trial records. There are a total of six people who surrendered, and the leader of them claimed to be a rice merchant.
"Just bring this rice merchant here first." Mu Min said.
The prisoner was quickly brought in, but he was an old man with gray hair and wearing a brand new Taoist robe. He came up and was about to kneel down, but he was led to sit on a chair and his hands and feet were shackled. He couldn't help but have a strange and uneasy look on his face. Then he saw that the officer sitting in front of him was actually a woman, and he suddenly showed a surprised expression.
"What is your name?"
"Go back, go back, my lord, Qiu Kesheng."
"how old are you?"
"Fifty-five."
Mu Min thought this was quite impressive for an old prime minister, and asked: "Why did you surrender?" (To be continued.)
