Third Master Qing is just a man who is full of food. With his temperament, he hates idlers and scoundrels the most. Why can't he survive when he has hands and feet? You have to be a beggar and a scoundrel.
Normally, Third Master Qing would not have given these people a second look, but today he was bored and angry, and without understanding the reason, he opened his mouth to meddle in other people's business. Unexpectedly, he actually stopped one of his usual The most annoying beggar.
But the words stopped here. Fu Qing said with a gloomy face, "You said he is a rogue beggar, is he? Isn't he allowed to have diseases? Even if he is a rogue beggar, the laws of the Qing Dynasty do not prohibit others from doing so. Beggars! After all, this is the land of the Qing Dynasty!"
Hey...the three military police are so angry. They say that we respect you as a relative of the Prime Minister, but that doesn't mean we are afraid of you, the Qing Dynasty. We have been forced to fight back several times when soldiers invaded the border. How dare you say this?
The older military policeman pointed at the slovenly man who was limp on the ground and said, "Is he sick? The three of us chased him for three streets to catch him. This bastard's two-meter-high cargo bag flew away with one hand." It's passed, and his whole body is dry and full of tendons. Do you think he is sick?"
"We saw people training for a five-kilometer cross-country training and almost didn't catch up with him. Do you think he is sick?"
Cough cough cough... When the beggar on the ground heard that the big man opposite was willing to stand up for him, he quickly held his throat and coughed, "I'm sick. My bones are weak because of my small body. I can't do physical work... Master Jun, just ask me Just let me beg for food, I’m not bothering anyone else!”
"Shut up... You are in your thirties, you eat five steamed buns for one meal, and you run faster than a donkey on the street. How dare you say that you can't do physical work? Damn it, last time You're not tired of arranging street cleaning work, didn't you run away halfway to beg for money?"
Another young military policeman looked at Mr. Qing unconvinced and angrily, "Sir! You are reasonable. Let me ask you, if you are begging for food, just hold up your broken bowl and beg for food... Damn it, give me the steamed buns." They don’t care about anything anymore, they just want money! What kind of beggar are they? They are just parasites who get something for nothing..."
"That's right! We can't survive anymore, and there's another famine. It doesn't matter if we beg for food. There is even a camp for victims outside Xishui Gate, and our special zone is even distributing food! But all they ask for is money, and they want money..."
"Your Excellency has a noble status and should know more principles than us. Can you tell me in front of the big guys today, is it still reasonable to get something for nothing?"
After a few words, Fu Qing was shaken by the crowd. At this time, people watching the excitement gathered around, and people were pointing and pointing without knowing what they were talking about.
The third master's face felt a little feverish, and his chest seemed to be blocked by something. It was really embarrassing. It was so easy to come out to fight an injustice, but why did he meet such a rogue?
But if people get into a situation, sometimes they really can’t get off.
"Whether he is justified or not, there is nothing in the laws of the Qing Dynasty that prohibits people from begging, let alone beating and scolding! This is the territory of the Qing Dynasty, and it is unreasonable for you to expel him..."
The sloppy beggar stiffened when he heard this, "That's right! The world is so big, and I haven't been anywhere. I've been to Suzhou, Yangzhou, and Shanghai, and I've never heard that people are not allowed to beg... Beijing and Tianjin are also There are no such rules!”
"Hahaha..." The three military policemen almost stopped laughing. "Sir, do you understand? This is a beggar gang member. He has been begging for a living all his life and has never thought of doing anything serious. …”
"I'm sorry, sir! What kind of mountain are you singing? We Chinese don't support scoundrels and idlers. If Sijiu City wants to support you, go to Sijiu City to beg for food. Don't show up here..."
The old military policeman looked at Mr. Qing calmly, "The Special Economic Zone is very rich, but every dime here is not brought by the strong wind, but comes from the blessings of every hard-working worker here!"
"We are not used to this bad habit. If we want to come in and enjoy the same blessings, we have to work the same way... There are only two ways for this person now. One way is for you to take it home and support your ancestors. You can raise it yourself." We can't control it, but I have to remind you that if you are raised well, if you continue to be a scoundrel on the street, we will still arrest you..."
"The second way is, you go home, and we will continue to expel you. If you dare to cheat again next time, we will have to use force..."
"What...what do you mean..." the sloppy beggar asked in horror.
"What do you mean? You, a diehard who refuses to change despite repeated admonitions, have to have the word scoundrel tattooed on your forehead. Let me see how you can continue to lie to others in the future!"
"You..." Mr. Qing couldn't say a word because he was being squeezed. No matter how angry he was, he would never want this kind of rubbish. If he brought such a scoundrel into his home, he would have to beat him to death with his own hands within two days.
Xiao Letian, Xiao Letian! You look down on me, the Qing Dynasty, and now your soldiers and generals actually look down on me too! My dignified Prime Minister was so humiliated today. I, I, I...
Just when Mr. Qing didn't know what to say, another group of people came from the east side of the road, such as a skinny scholar who was mourning his concubine, leading two little girls. Behind him, a woman with small feet lowered her head and carried a package and cried all the way. It looked like a family. , being escorted by military police towards the West Water Gate.
"They...what crimes have they committed? What crimes have women and children committed, and you also want to expel them? Do they still have any humanity..."
Several military policemen looked back and understood what was going on without asking.
"Don't ask any questions. It turns out that the person who wrote the immigration application was duplicitous and didn't let it go... His wife and daughter have their feet bound. Why don't we deport such people?"
After the group of people walked in, the newly arrived military police and the three brothers found out what had happened as soon as they met. Sure enough, the scholar had passed the immigration application and vowed to give free rein to women and daughters.
He successfully got a lucrative job as a book clerk in the Special Administrative Region, but he was discovered three months later. It turned out that he secretly asked his wife to bind her daughter's feet when he returned home, which was a big taboo among the Chinese. , the military police quickly investigated and found out that it was true and expelled him without saying anything.
The down-and-out scholar's eyes were swollen. When he saw the braided Qing master, he knelt down and kowtowed like garlic. "Sir, could you please help me to say a kind word? All the houses in my hometown have been sold, and we really have no place to go..." Please say a kind word and don't expel us. We really didn't do anything bad. What happened to me binding the feet of my girls?"
"I just don't understand. If this woman doesn't bind her feet, what will she do if her husband doesn't want her in the future? She can't get married..."
The man kowtowed and begged, and the woman and her daughter also knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. The scene was extremely miserable.
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