On a slope to the east of Xishui Gate, Mr. Qing stood gnashing his teeth. Four sedan bearers were guarding the sedan beside the post road at the foot of the slope, timidly looking at the Prime Minister's eyes and frowning, fearing that he would not be there for a while. Just take yourself along.
"Brothers, what do you think has happened to the adults these days? You have to carry out the broken sedan chair at home...Brothers haven't lifted the sedan chair for several years, and their shoulders can't bear the strength. They have been tired for the past two days. I’m so bald…”
"Okay, keep your voice down! I heard from the girl in the inner courtyard that your lord has been quarreling with the eldest lady in recent days. After the quarrel, he drinks to drown his sorrows. I guess it must be a matter at the court..."
In fact, they didn't know that Third Master Qing was just angry. He had nowhere to vent his resentment towards Xiao Letian, and he couldn't see Xiao Letian himself, so he had to use the people around him to spread wildfire.
Fu Qing was originally a military commander, and he liked riding horses rather than sitting in sedan chairs. But this time, in order to get angry with Xiao Letian, he got into a childish temper. The more you Tanggu, the more you flatter the foreign devils, the more I will do the opposite to you. , don’t you look down on those who sit in sedan chairs? My Lord, I have to sit in a sedan chair.
As a result, in the past few days in Tanggu City, people can always see the distinguished Mr. Qing sitting back and forth in a half-used sedan. It is strange to say that people are creatures of habit. It used to be that in the Qing Dynasty, sedans were used all over the place. It's a normal thing, but it has only been more than two years since Tanggu changed its customs. When people see the sedan chair walking on the street, they actually feel like they are in another world.
It was so weird. A broken sedan chair was shuttled back and forth between pedestrians and carriages. The four bearers who had already changed jobs were huffing and puffing from exhaustion. Even they felt awkward carrying the sedan chair. They found that everyone on the street looked at them strangely. Looking at them, the four of them wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.
The military police in the special zone and the bosses of major business houses all knew about the relationship between Mr. Qing and Prime Minister Xiao. No one dared to mess with him, no one dared to laugh at him, and they just let him go about his business.
Of course Fu Qing is not fooling around. As the second-in-command deputy minister of the Prime Minister's Yamen, his biggest task is to promote the Westernization Movement of the Qing Dynasty. Inspections of Jiangnan and Ryukyu are must-have tasks every year, and the nearby Tanggu Special Zone is even more important. His top priority is that all experiences here are what he must record.
Various factories need to be inspected, various shops need to be inquired about, and even civil affairs work is within the scope of his inspection, such as Xishuimen, the most chaotic area in Tanggu.
This is where the household registration and registration of refugees are controlled. Everything that happens here every day is enough to create a drama.
Xishuimen is known as the Hulao Pass for the refugees of the Qing Dynasty. Thousands of people gather outside Xishuimen every day, setting up shacks and waiting for officials to check. This is still during the busy farming season. If the farming is slack in autumn and winter, they will stay here every day. There are tens of thousands of refugees.
There is an overwhelming slum area, and people who cannot live anywhere in the world gather here alone or with their families, looking for a chance. Fortunately, the special zone is very short of manpower and has high administrative efficiency, so it does not cause large-scale congestion.
Not only are there people coming in, but there are also people leaving. There are hundreds or even hundreds of refugees being deported every day. The refugees are crying and rolling around, and the soldiers and police are driving them away with sticks and sticks. The cries of ghosts and wolves are like hell.
Every time Mr. Qing sees all this, he is extremely sad. These are all the people of the Qing Dynasty. They are picked here and there like animals, and those who are disobedient are beaten and scolded. This is really a shame.
Just when he was getting angry, on the post road under the slope, three military policemen grabbed a man's braid and dragged him on the ground. The struggling man didn't know the accent of the place he was using, and begged desperately for mercy.
"Uncle...Grandpa Bing...just let me stay for two more months...please do your best..."
"Stop talking nonsense and get out of here. You are a habitual offender! How many times have you sneaked in by changing your name through chaos? Get out of here..."
The military police were rude and dragged the man to the ground like a dead dog. The middle-aged man was dressed in rags and his face was covered in black mud and refused to leave.
"Stop!" Hearing a loud roar, Mr. Qing strode down the slope in long strides. "What kind of royal crime has he committed? Why do you treat him like this?"
The bearers were accustomed to turning a blind eye to this kind of thing, but they didn't expect that the third master was so energetic today that he insisted on acting chivalrously. He quickly gathered around and said in a low voice, "Oh, my master! Why do you care about this? You can blast away whoever you want to blast away? Naturally, you have your own principles..."
"Bullshit? This land belongs to the Qing Dynasty. Don't forget that the sovereignty is in the hands of the imperial court!" Third Master Qing, with his hair and beard bulging, angrily scolded these ignorant slaves.
How could the servants dare to talk back? They bowed their heads and got out of the way, but secretly cursed in their hearts, "Why are you taking it out on us? We don't understand what sovereignty is and isn't. Wasn't this place all ceded to Xiao Letian? Why do you hear this? Or is it the territory of the Qing Dynasty?"
"Hahaha... I really know how to joke. The soldiers of the Qing Dynasty have been locked out, and the territory of the Qing Dynasty is still being returned?"
As soon as the military policemen saw the imposing figure, they all stood at attention and saluted. Among them, the older ones recognized Mr. Qing at a glance.
"Salute! I've met the Prime Minister of the Qing Dynasty!" The three military policemen stood at attention and performed a new military salute. The slovenly man at their feet took this opportunity to turn around and crawl out, running on his hands and feet like a rabbit.
"You bastard, you still dare to run away?" The three military policemen pinned the sloppy man under their bodies like tigers on top of each other. After waiting, they went up and fired their bows left and right.
Mr. Qing San was so angry that his body trembled, "Stop? Who told you to beat people? They are just a group of bandits!"
The three military policemen did not expect Mr. Qing to take care of this matter, so they lowered their hands involuntarily, "Sir? We can't do it without beating him. He has lied to us three times..."
"This sloppy thief came to Tanggu as a refugee last year. He didn't do anything to find work for him. He just stole chickens and dogs in the streets and alleys all day long and became a beggar..."
"We caught him once and threw him out of Xishuimen. Two months later, he changed his name, deceived the Xishuimen clerk, and came in again, but he was caught again..."
"He got tricked again this year. This is the third time. If we don't beat him up, he won't have a long memory..."
The older military policeman raised his hands and smiled and said, "Sir! You should also understand that there is no rule without rules. Tanggu does not raise idlers and scoundrels. This is the prime minister's rule! Of course, if you are willing to raise idlers, then we will give it to you." Send it to your house, we can't control it..."
Hey... these soft words almost made Mr. Qing angry to death. "You..."
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