Today is the weekend, with high-rise buildings and crowds on the streets, and the bustling Tianhe Street, the central business district of Rising Sun City on Java Island, is extremely lively.

This is the most prosperous place on the island and even in the whole Southeast Asia, high-rise buildings are lined up one after another, the Chinese building technology is powerful, they use cement and steel to build high-rise buildings, generally five or six stories high, the higher than ten floors, the higher the more magnificent.

However, people found that the high-rise buildings were not easy to walk, and there was no elevator at that time, so they were controlled at a maximum of about ten floors.

Despite this, it is a high-rise building complex that the people of all countries have never seen before, and they can't help but be amazed.

There are all kinds of people, the Chinese from the southeast province, the Chinese from the Ming Dynasty, they walk on the street very naturally, this is their territory, the Chinese from the Ming Dynasty, the time to come is still short, the complexion is not deep enough, it can be seen, but their words and deeds are the same as the Chinese in the southeast province, they are the same ancestor, eat the same food, worship the same gods.

The little Chinese follower who works hard to learn China but seems to be more obscene, Ah San, who is dressed in curry, the well-covered Arab, and the red-haired fan, plus the black man who walks with his head down.

The various races are very harmonious here, no one is watching, no one gathers, and they enjoy themselves.

For example, the black man was described by the contemporaries: "The god of the black man, fishy and unsmellable." Therefore, in the world of Datong, white and yellow people can be shaped, not far apart, and can be equal. The shape of a black man is also iron-faced and silver-toothed, with a slanted forehead like a pig, a straight look like a cow, a brother with long hair, dark hands and feet, stupid as a sheep and a pig, and fearful. ”

In the streets of the Ming Dynasty, either the blacks were watched, or they were avoided, and it was commonplace here that they were all slaves.

Just because Han'er is not a slave does not mean that other races are not slaves.

There are many shops, there are the best raw silk, silk fabrics, porcelain, tea, cotton cloth, sugar, grain, medicinal materials, etc., as well as the metal, amber, linen, precious stones, Arabic spices, etc., as well as the sugar, candy, rum, cigarettes, oilseeds, spices, etc. produced by the Southeast Province, everything, is the distribution center of the world's commodities!

In particular, some shops sell guns as easily as buying cabbage in the vegetable market, and sell muskets, trolls, pistols, and guns under 6 pounds.

The guns were beautifully shaped, and some of them were so light that there were many female customers.

In Southeast Asia, the military industry has done a lot of work, and the shipment volume is large, and the southeast government of Gayin does not ban guns, and it is legal to own guns, and all the people are soldiers, and even elementary school students who are a few years old carry muskets to school.

Some of the muskets are taller than elementary school students, which can be called another great spectacle of schoolbags heavier than students.

"Bang!" There was a heavy loud noise, which shook the cement block!

At first, everyone was startled, thinking that someone was firing guns, which provoked many people to copy the guy nervously.

Long guns and short guns were used together, and at least one-fifth of the people on Tianhe Street were holding muskets, and some of the personnel did not take out their weapons because they had experience and did not hear the sound of gunfire.

What is amazing is that there is a beautiful young woman with bright eyes and bright teeth, taking out a large double-barreled stub troll from the big bag on her back, her posture is very standard, holding it diagonally upward, and her hand is clasped on the board machine...... Firearms and beautiful women attract the attention of many male animals.

"Didi!" A group of patrol officers blew their whistles and followed the sound profusely in sweat, and the mounted police stationed at the end of the street also trotted forward, shouting: "Get out of the way, get out of the way!" ”

The security guards standing in front of the doors everywhere also made a vigilant appearance.

In the middle of the street, in front of the building of the twelve-story Southern Industrial Corporation, a red-haired man jumped off the building and fell downstairs, and the violent impact made his skull burst, and his brain flowed out, and blood flowed on the floor, and the shape was very terrifying.

Watching in the crowd was a pair of red-faced and white-haired, girls in their twenties, young and beautiful, with a slender waist, dressed fashionably and brightly, holding a middle-aged man in a Tang costume, the middle-aged man was quite majestic, he did not have many ornaments on his body, but he was full of spirit, obviously in a high position for a long time, but his hair was gray.

Looking at their appearance, it is Xiaomi and the local tyrant.

Xiao Mi was still quite favored, and stretched out her hand in front of the local tyrant's face and waved: "Master, where are your eyes?" ”

The local tyrant smiled and said, "I'm looking at the speed of the police, it's still quite fast!" ”

"Master, you're looking at that troll-wielding beauty!" Xiao Mi didn't give him a face and said: "Go, I have to contact her, or I will help you!" ”

"Hehe, with your little waist essence, no one will be able to do it!" The local tyrant's hand clasped her tightly and said.

Xiao Mi writhed and said: "The man is reliable, the sow will go up the tree, which man is not eating in the bowl and worrying about the pot!" ”

"What are you worried about, as long as you are**master**, the master will hurt you even more! Looks like you're going to turn into a gilt! "The local tyrant is spoiled and authentic.

Some of the people in the audience looked at the man and woman and couldn't help but have strange faces when they heard their conversation.

Because they recognized who that local tyrant was, it was Chen Xinji, the prime minister of the Southeast Prefecture!

Chen Xinji is in charge of the entire administrative power of the Southeast Mansion, and supervises the army, and his status is below one person and above 10,000 people in the Southeast Mansion.

Chen Xinji recently accepted this Xiaomi Zhao Yueying, an old husband and a young wife, plus she is enchanting and charming, and she is very favored!

Now it is a feudal society, and concubines are legal, and the civil law of the southeast province fully accepts the polygamy system, at most it requires fairness and protects the interests of concubines.

Obviously, raising a concubine requires a high cost, Chen Xinji in addition to the official salary, he also has shares in the plantation, through the sale of spices and palm oil to make a lot of money, plus mineral income, his family property is rising, and it is no problem to raise ten more concubines.

In the early days of entrepreneurship, the first priority was development, and there were loopholes in the rule of law in the southeast government, but this was approved by Yan Changwu, after all, when the water is clear, there are no fish......

Originally, Chen Xinji didn't like to go shopping, but he couldn't stand the soft words of Yueying and begged each other, and when he saw that he didn't do business on Sunday, he went to Tianhe Street to stroll, but he didn't expect to encounter this incident, and the red-haired fan fell down not far from them, so bluffing that the accompanying bodyguards were white-faced!

When the powerful prime minister traveled, the bodyguards naturally opened their eyes to guard against the future, but they didn't expect a living person to fall from the sky, and they couldn't prevent it.

If it hits Chen Xinji's head...... The head of the bodyguard lamented that he didn't look at the imperial calendar when he went out today, he secretly glanced at Zhao Yueying, it was indeed beautiful, it was really a disaster.

People like Chen Xinji have never liked to go to crowded places, one is afraid of raising teachers, and the other is afraid of safety problems, but heroes have to be short of breath when they meet beauties!

After the police arrived, they dispersed the crowd, called the doctors and nurses, and after they came, the red-haired man was too dead to die, the doctor shook his head, and there were migrant workers who took the body away, and then the cleaners cleaned it.

They moved quickly, and in a few moments, the street returned to its previous bustle.

Chen Xinji hugged Xiaomi, laughing with her here, but thinking about why a red-haired fan had to come all the way here and jump off the building?

What's going on?

Chen Xinji became interested.