"The robbers at least know how to rob the rich and give to the poor, but what have you officials done who are supposed to benefit the people? Even the people's life-saving food must be greedy for their stomachs, and they will kill the good people to be the head of the thieves, and you who are not as good as pigs and dogs still want to negotiate conditions with our adults?! Ni Ming's angry shouting and scolding caused the officials to fall into a dead silence. "The emperor of your Great Qing Kingdom can't control you, and your Great Qing Law can't control you, but we can!" We can do it, in our eyes, you are not even worth a finger of the Shengdou Xiaomin,"

And the civil servants who stood behind Ni Ming who were sent by the Liang Jiajun to accept the government affairs of Fuzhou were all a little dumbfounded, they had never thought that Ni Ming, who always seemed to be personable, soft-spoken, and elegant, would have such a violent side.

Staring at the bloodshot eyes, Ni Ming gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "I don't know why our adults left without even saying a word to you, it's because he was afraid that he couldn't help but kill you all now!! ”

Looking at the frightened faces, Ni Ming took a deep breath and tilted his head. "Take it away!"

A group of soldiers rushed forward and escorted this group of officials towards Nafu City, and the soldiers of the brigade were pouring into Nafu City, as for those who surrendered, someone would naturally come to deal with them.

The people in Fuzhou City, after a whole day of fear, ushered in a new day, but contrary to yesterday, Fuzhou City is particularly quiet today, and the black-clothed and black-helmeted soldiers who entered the city in a group and sang military songs and entered the city with weapons were very different from those Qing soldiers who had been seen in the past.

They did not disturb the people, let alone shoot indiscriminately on the streets, smash and loot people's houses, and at every street corner, they would leave a small group of soldiers, and those soldiers would stand on the street corners like straight flagpoles, and the people would look at each other, or walk by tremblingly, only to see their enthusiastic faces, showing a faint, sincere smile.

At this time, an uncle on the side of the road may be too scared, the burden on his shoulders fell to the ground unsteadily for a while, and the fruits and vegetables that were about to be sold suddenly rolled to the ground.

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When the old man saw this scene, his legs weakened, and he sat down on the ground directly, his mouth trembling, and he wanted to beg these soldiers to behave well, but he was afraid that he would not be able to get his things back if he was beaten as before.

"Uncle, don't be afraid, we're just picking up things for you." A young soldier who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old raised his still slightly immature face, and he carefully picked up a handful of vegetables that had fallen on the street, picked them up into the old man's basket, and lifted him up.

"When did these Qiu Ba become polite?" One of the civilians looked at the soldiers who were there collecting fruits and vegetables for the poor old farmer, and whispered in disbelief.

"Who knows, maybe it's just for show, trying to win the hearts of the people." A scholar in his forties, dressed in a blue silk shirt, snorted coldly with disdain.

"Then why didn't the officials of the Great Qing Kingdom do this? Do they think they are very popular with the people? Next to him, a scholar in the same long robe glanced at him lightly and retorted.

"You! …… Hmph, Shaft, you know what. The scholar who had spoken earlier walked away indignantly, while the other stayed behind and watched the soldiers' expressions and mannerisms in silence, until they had put the fruits and vegetables in their baskets and watched the old man with the vegetables leave, and then they returned to their posts.

The scholar stepped forward with his placket in his hand. "Soldiers, the students are polite."

"Don't dare to be, we're not soldiers, we're just soldiers." The one who led the way was still the burly young man.

"Soldiers?" The scholar couldn't help but be slightly stunned, as if he didn't quite understand the title.

"Only armed personnel who ensure that the people live and work in peace and contentment, defend national security, and maintain the stability of the country from being bullied by foreign countries can be called soldiers, and we are." Saying this, the young soldier subconsciously made his spine more upright.

"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Wang Jinjia, and I am the squad leader of the third company and one platoon and fourth squad of the first regiment of the 92nd Division." The young soldier said with a smile.

Listening to this series of dizzying numbers, the scholar came back to his senses for a long time: "Wang, squad leader Wang, dare to ask, what are you doing to occupy this Fuzhou?" ”

Wang Jinjia's eyes flashed with a dazzling scorching heat. "What we are doing is to let the Chinese nation be the masters of their own country, and no longer let those aliens bullied, in order to restore the glory of our Chinese Han and Tang Dynasties."

"Restore the glory of the Han and Tang dynasties in China......" The scholar muttered this sentence, his eyes a little dull as he looked at the young soldier in front of him. This squad leader Wang, you shouldn't be joking, right? Restore the glory of the Han and Tang Dynasties in China. If you Liang Zongbing hadn't been bullied by the court, how could you have rebelled? ”

"Hehe, it seems that this gentleman still doesn't know about us, in fact, sir, if you can often see the newspapers and magazines that are smuggled into the major coastal cities from overseas, and learn about the deeds of my family, I believe that you will not say such things again."

Hearing this, the scholar couldn't help but be shocked, and his eyes glared at the extreme in disbelief: "Who is your family?!" "It's like you're going to choose someone to eat.

"My family's surname is Liang Pengfei, but in newspapers and magazines, it is generally called His Excellency the Führer." Wang Jinjia sniffed and replied proudly.

"It's that Nanyang Chinese pirate?!" The scholar's voice instantly rose an octave, as if possessed by a bel canto female singer.

"Great pirates?!" Wang Jinjia's face couldn't help but turn cold, and he was about to speak, but a veteran soldier behind him came over with a smile. "That's right, my family is indeed a pirate, why, can't pirates rebel?"

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"No, how many pirates in the world are really willing to be thieves and add blood to the sword? It's not that the government is too pressed. This scholar's words won more favor from Wang Jinjia and others.

"It seems that the people who read the world are not all people who read Bagu and have rigid thoughts." Wang Jinjia looked at the scholar who seemed to be full of worries and turned to leave, and then said to the subordinates beside him.

"I just don't know how many people can be like this, but even if they are, they have just opened their eyes. What the adults said is that it is ten times more difficult to really wake up the people of the world than to overthrow a Manchu dynasty. It seems that he is not wrong. The veteran who had just stopped the reckless behavior of the recruit subconsciously reached into his pocket and was about to touch the cigarette, when he suddenly remembered that he was on duty, reached out and rubbed his nose stupidly, and continued to carry the gun on his back, holding his head high, and watching everything around him vigilantly.

This is just a small episode that happened in the city of Fuzhou, and there are not many such episodes, and all the people of Fuzhou talk about the topic the most, and observe the objects the most, are these soldiers, as well as those yamen who have changed their brands.

At the door of each yamen, a notice was posted explaining the scope of work of the renamed yamen and the affairs it handled, but the most deserted yamen was the court.

"Today is the second day, but not a single citizen has come to complain." Lin Qingbao, the first president of the Fuzhou Court, who had just arrived in office for a morning, was rubbing his hands in the office, muttering vigorously.

"What's the hurry, the head of the first court, but still like a monkey, don't forget, what the adults said, the three courts of the public procuratorate and the law are the foundation of our Liang family's army. There is no faith, no justice, no standing, no way. Next to him, He Shouxin, the president of the procuratorate, looked calm and calm, but in fact, his heart was also up and down like that Lin Qingbao.

"Of course I know this, but now, it has been a few hours, and no one has come to complain, you must know that as soon as the Guangzhou court opened, it received more than 20 cases on the same day. It caused those guys to work overtime to try the case, and until we left Guangzhou, we didn't see them relaxed. Lin Qingbao took out a cigarette and lit it, took a few deep breaths and said, that breath was really jealous.

He Shouxin smiled and took the cigarette handed over by Lin Qingbao, and took a beautiful puff after lighting the fire. "You don't know this, huh? You don't want to think about it, our lord's prestige in Liangguang, plus how many happy things he has done, otherwise, do you think Liangguang will become our base so easily? ”

"That's true, but if we want to gain a firm foothold in Fujian and get enough support, we must work hard in the three aspects of the public procuratorate and law, and if we can't make results, we don't have the face to go back to see people." Lin Qingbao sat down and pounded his legs, which had been sore all morning in the office.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the office, and Lin Qingbao couldn't help frowning: "I've said it a few times, we're not hungry, let's ...... Well? ”

"Dean, someone has finally come to complain, suing the Eight Banners of Fuzhou with yellow flags, Delentai, and accusing him of occupying his family......'s property and shops," the staff member who was standing at the door probing his brain did not finish speaking, and the two inside rushed out of the office like two hunting dogs who heard the order to charge.

"I'll lean on ......" The staff member was stunned for a long time before sighing from the bottom of the two of them.

(To be continued)