Ten million? Chinese bank cashier's checks can be cashed on sight without checking the identity of the person withdrawing the money!
Fu Qing gasped, "Child...you...what are you going to do?"
Fu Yin'er looked at his uncle calmly and whispered, "The money is divided into three parts, one for me, one for my mother, and one for my aunt..."
"I cannot use my own money, because although my trust fund has more than 100 million, it can only be used after I become an adult. The money I used this time was borrowed from my aunt and mother!"
"My mother said that when I become an adult, I will pay back the principal with interest... Hahaha!"
Fu Yin'er touched his nose and smiled and said, "We collected the money to give to uncle. This is the first batch of funds, and more funds will be given to uncle later..."
"My uncle... you have to stand on your own feet. If you continue to be a good person at this time, then just wait and be harmed!"
"I know you are preparing to organize the postmen of the Post and Telecommunications Bureau into an army...a good thing! If uncle wants to do it, then he will do something big!"
"My aunt met me before I left, and she told me to bring it to my uncle...don't be merciful and work hard! The blood debt owed to our Fucha family must be repaid sooner or later!"
This sentence was so full of murderous intent that Fu Qing did not expect his sister to bring such a sentence, but looking back on what the court, especially that witch Cixi, had done, this hatred is not surprising!
Luo Huo also understood. He whispered to Fu Qing, "Third Master...just do it! The world is in chaos now. No matter what happens to the Qing Dynasty in the future, it is certain that there will be warlord chaos for a period of time!"
"After this war is over, no matter who wins, it will be impossible for the monarchy to be as centralized as in the past...the power of the imperial court will be even more dispersed!"
"Only warlords can survive! Since you are determined, you have to protect yourself..."
Fu Qing's face was livid. He slowly took the cashier's note, pinching the corner of the paper until it was about to break. His hands were shaking slightly. Suddenly he sighed, "Fu Yin'er... go back and bring a message... Thank you!"
"Okay!" Fu Yin'er clapped his hands, "I have completed all my tasks here. Uncle and uncle are chatting and drinking. I'm going to bed. I have to go back by boat tomorrow..."
At this moment, Fu Yin'er turned into the smiling top hat boy again. After bowing to his uncle and Luo Huo, he turned to leave, but when he was about to push the door open, Fu Qing stopped him.
"Fu Yin'er...you...why do you want to help the Qing Dynasty...it's not just because of your uncle or one of your senior brothers and emperors, right?"
Fu Yin'er stopped and looked back at Fu Qing with a solemn expression. He was silent for more than ten seconds before Fu Yin'er said, "During the Battle of Zhuozhou... Uncle Luo and I were on the armored train..."
"I know how miserable this battle was... In the civil war of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, why were we Han people the ones who shed the most blood?"
After saying that, Fu Yin'er turned around and left, leaving Fu Qing alone in a daze!
"It turns out...it turns out you have seen everything a long time ago...Luo Huo, are you going crazy? How could you bring Fu Yin'er to such a dangerous place?"
Luo Huo's face turned pale and he didn't know how to answer, "The head of state is of the same flesh and blood, and his temper is exactly the same as the head of state... How do you want me to stop him?"
"Under the protection of 210 heavy artillery, the rebels of Guiziliu did not dare to make mistakes..."
"Fool! Luo Huo, you are fooling around... No matter how precocious Fu Yin'er is, he is just a child... Why did you let him go to such a cruel battlefield? What should I do if he is scared?"
"That's hell on earth! Hell on earth..."
Luo Huo was so crowded that he didn't know how to refute, "I... I have always protected the young master and did not let him immediately armor the carriage. The young master just looked at the gap in the small window for a while..."
"I didn't let him watch this bloody battle up close... Of course I knew he was still young. Forget it, I don't know how to explain it. Anyway, you know it in your heart!"
Fuqing burst into tears, "Wine...give me wine...only now do I know why the armored train came back and why Kirigakure kid went on a mission himself..."
"She has disappeared for many years. She is semi-retired, but she suddenly comes to the battlefield to save King Dun and me? It really is not that simple..."
"With your deep thoughts, Zhuozhou may have laid out many dragnets! But just like this, you are not willing to help? Are you just watching?"
Luo Huo's face turned red when he was squeezed. "Third Master, you are being unreasonable! The train cannon didn't help? I didn't send Shimazu Dairo to support you? Now I'm beating you up, you're still aggrieved..."
"Drinking...can't stop your mouth?"
This bitter drink tasted like pepper water to the two of them. Fu Qing will never forget it in his life. The side dishes were eighteen fried hamburger sausages and fifty-six peanuts...
Don't ask him how he knew it. Anyway, he just knew that there were fifty-six pills in total. That was the number when it was brought to the table, and it was still the same number when he was drunk!
But I don’t know how much I drank from the white porcelain flask!
"You...you Luo Huo...are not...not particular..." Fu Qing was so tongue-tied as he drank, "You Luo Huo...are two-faced...do you think I...don't know?"
"You... you know nothing... Just tell me and I'll listen..." Luo Huo also drank so hard that his head grew three times.
"Your surname is Luo... secretly making deals with the rebels... don't... think that I don't know..."
"Then...that stone sculpture...you bought from...the rebels..."
"Bah... you Manchu Tatars... took the treasures of our Han people... as if they were not treasures... and went to war... how many have you destroyed?"
"Don't let me...I'll protect one or two pieces...I'll tell you...ninety-five thousand...I spent a damn ninety-five thousand taels of silver to buy them..."
"The good...things from the early Ming Dynasty...I heard from the masons...many sword techniques have been lost..."
Luo Huo hit his head on the table and simply stopped getting up. He just tilted his head and said with empty eyes, "You are fighting a civil war... you are a fool... kill me, son of the Han family... destroy my thousand-year-old treasure of the Han family... you... ... Does he still have any sense?"
"Do you know...do you know why the head of state didn't beat you? This is the result he is afraid of..."
"Once our Chinese army lands on the coastline... you... you will drive those... those Han people who have been brainwashed to fight with us..."
"You idiots...are going to force us to kill our...own relatives...fuck you!"
Luo Huo waved his middle finger at Fu Qing on the table, and then fell asleep!
Fu Qing cried silently, looking at Luo Huo's middle finger with tears falling down, "No luck... This Qing Dynasty has no luck..."
"Even if this civil war is over...with so many Han people dead...this feud can be considered settled...how will the Han people trust the imperial court in the future..."
