More and more workers were coming over, and the burning kerosene lanterns illuminated the narrow path. Xin Jian looked around and saw Huzi, a student from his night school, lying on the ground. His left leg was bruised and bloody!
"Huzi!" Xin Jian went over and hugged him. "Is there any wound on the body... The head or internal organs were not smashed, right? Why are you here?"
Huzi and another night shift worker went to the toilet together at night. When they came back, they happened to pass by the coal yard. Huzi saw the master Xin Jian carrying a windproof lantern in the distance.
This Xin Jian is indeed easy to identify. First of all, his figure is different from that of the foreign devils. He is not as tall as others. Another reason is that both Chinese and foreign devils like to wear leather shoes. In order to prevent wear, the heels and forefoot are nailed with wear-resistant iron. Shoe sole!
These shoes make a rattling sound when walking, which can be distinguished from a long distance away. Workers in the Qing Dynasty all wore thick-soled cloth shoes. Only the Eight Banners and Mongolians had the habit of wearing leather boots.
The craftsmanship of this kind of Chinese leather boots is different from that of Western leather boots. There is no technology to harden rubber soles, so it is impossible to nail iron soles!
Hearing the sound of the iron palm and looking at the familiar figure, Huzi immediately guessed that it was Master Xin Jian!
Xin Jian was not only the technical master of these workers, but also their first master in learning literacy and mathematics. His night school was very influential!
The ancients respected their teachers! The master is as worthy of respect as his second father, so when Huzi noticed black shadows swaying in the coal mountains on both sides, and then a coal landslide occurred, he shouted and rushed over without even thinking!
Thanks to Huzi's shout, it disturbed the rhythm of those ghosts, giving Xin Jian the opportunity to throw away the lantern, and then run away in the dark!
Xin Jian saved his life, but Hu Zike's thigh was broken by the huge piece of coal. His face turned pale with pain, and he was dripping with cold sweat!
"Look for wooden boards...carry the tiger to see a doctor...organize workers in the workshop to search immediately..."
The master is in trouble, and all the disciples have come out. If Xin Jian hadn't ordered that a minimum number of operators must be left in the workshop, I'm afraid the night shift of the Capital Iron Works would have been suspended tonight!
The crowd was noisy, and seven to eight hundred workers came out of the entire Capital Iron Works. The scale of Xin Jian's night school began to expand rapidly after he filed a lawsuit. Now there are more than fifteen hundred workers in the iron factory. Class study!
These dozens of senior technicians from the Chinese ethnic group have all become part-time teachers!
The master was attacked, and these students were all angry. With dark faces, they carried iron bars, crowbars, shovels, pickaxes...all kinds of murderous weapons and began to search the factory!
The surrounding coal mountain was brightly lit, torches were crackling, and the mountains of coal piles and coke yards were searched three times like sieves!
At this time, the Capital Police Department also sent people. When they heard that Xin Jian was assassinated and someone wanted to kill him, they were all dumbfounded!
The leading officer muttered in a low voice, "Damn! This kid is so capable of causing trouble. The factory that was brought to the imperial court last time was not peaceful, and now he is assassinated again? This is the Sangmen Star..."
"What did you say? Say it again..." Just when the crowd was tense, someone immediately yelled loudly.
"No...I didn't say anything...I quickly called for help and found some more help!" The leading officer did not dare to offend these angry workers, so he hurriedly ran to ask for help.
I was busy from ten o'clock to twelve o'clock, but the so-called assassin could not be found. At this time, everyone crowded into the pharmacy. The orthopedic doctor on duty had already connected Hu Zi's leg and splinted it!
"Master! We can't find the assassin. There are no strangers in the whole factory!"
Xin Jian comforted Huzi and asked someone to carry him down. He looked at everyone and said coldly, "If you can't find it, let the court find it! This Capital Iron Works is a business of the court and an industry of the Qing Dynasty!"
"If the imperial court can't even guarantee basic safety! Haha... I'm afraid the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Punishment can't explain it to the Emperor!"
"If all of us workers are in danger, then who can concentrate on steelmaking?"
"I was assassinated today, who will be assassinated tomorrow? Let's think about this issue carefully!"
After Xin Jian finished speaking, he looked towards the south. He had already declared Zai Chun guilty. He firmly believed in his heart that this was Emperor Tongzhi's revenge on him.
You obviously don't dare to kill, so you use this unexpected method to kill yourself, despicable!
Behind the Yangxin Hall, Zai Chun sneezed several times in his sleep, "Ah sneeze... Ah sneeze... It's cold? Give me a blanket..."
Zai Chun was really wronged. No matter how much he hated Xin Jian, he would not have taken action that night!
No one was destined to sleep tonight, and Xin Jian was not the only one who suffered retaliation. At midnight that night, Weng Tonghe, who had just fallen asleep after reading, suddenly heard a snapping sound, which woke him up!
"Who! Who is outside... who?" Weng Tong slept with himself in the study tonight, not with his wife. He shouted twice before alerting the paper girl waiting outside.
The little maid came in holding a lamp, and then the two of them saw that a big hole had been cut in the gauze covering the window, and a few pieces of paper were pressed against a tile on the ground!
Weng Tonghe was shocked, "Pick it up... and see what it is..."
The little maid, who was trembling with fear, picked up the piece of paper, "Master... it's just a writing paper! There's nothing else..."
Weng Tonghe was relieved. He took the paper and looked at it under the light. He gasped, "How...how could this be like this?"
This piece of paper is actually a complaint, a very simple complaint document, but the name of the complainant is hidden. What is recorded in it is actually a scandal of the Weng family!
Weng Tonghe was an official in the capital, but he still had a family in his hometown. This piece of paper was to sue one of his nephews, together with several dandies from the countryside's gentry families, for actually marrying a sixteen-year-old country girl!
This is a serious crime. Since ancient times, it has been an extremely serious crime. This is a hundred times more serious than a crime committed by a person. According to the Qing Dynasty, such a crime must lead to death!
But Weng Tonghe didn't know anything about this matter, and looking at the time, it happened the year before last!
In order to impress Weng Tonghe, the local government and those dandy families got together and spent money to settle the matter.
The injured little girl's family received ten acres of paddy field and several hundred taels of silver, forcing them not to complain, so they suffered a dumb loss!
This little girl's family got money, so they simply married their daughter to a poor family hundreds of miles away!
And this poor man, who was greedy for dowry, had to shrink back and become a bastard. A thirty-five-year-old poor bachelor married a pretty sixteen-year-old beauty!
The girl who can make the nephew of the Weng family fall in love must have some stunning qualities!
Logically speaking, this poor bachelor got such a beautiful daughter-in-law at the age of thirty-five and a huge dowry, so you should live a good life!
The result is no! He actually took advantage of this thing, despising this girl for being unclean, and there were rumors in the village that she would be beaten, scolded, and abused every day!
In the end, the little girl couldn't bear the abuse and jumped into the river to commit suicide!
And the person who started all this is Weng Tonghe's nephew, who is of the same bloodline as him!
"Ah! This is going to ruin my reputation for life... This is threatening me!"
Weng Tonghe finally understood that those people started to take action and started to use the scandal in his family to discredit himself. Today this is the threat of Chi Guoguo!
