"You are back, sir."

Zhen Lian pulled his hair and followed behind Li Yan with small steps.

"I'll come back and change into a dress, and I'll go into the city in a while, the third show of "Giant Lake" today."

Li Yan replied.

"Sir, it may not be convenient tonight."

Li Yan glanced at Zhen Lian: "What do you say?" ”

"Today's newspapers, the brain-filled parliamentarians have passed the revised regulations of the Berlin Geim Treaty, your pass is invalid, and today the Workers' Party has organized several arsons and demolitions against Chinatown, and yellow-skinned people are attacked when they walk down the streets. You go out at night and it can cause a riot. ”

"The pass is invalid?" Li Yan's expression couldn't see anything: "What about Liang Huiren?" ”

"I was there, but I left in a hurry in the afternoon, and the steam guard suddenly swept all the tobacco houses and prostitution houses under Halcyon, and the immigration bureau arrested many people in Hopson, saying that they were illegal immigrants and wanted to send them back to China." Speaking of this, Zhen Lian's face also twitched: "They are simply crazy." ”

Li Yan picked up the rum from the table, poured himself a glass, and poured another glass for Zhen Lian.

Zhen Lian was flattered and took it.

"The natives of San Francisco don't like you. It can't be helped, you don't belong here. ”

Li Yan answered absentmindedly, wondering in his heart where the knife had gone, and his figure could not be seen everywhere in the church.

Unexpectedly, Zhen Lian suddenly answered: "This is an immigrant city, and no one has ever been born here." Why treat us differently? ”

Li Yan glanced at Zhen Lian lightly, but unfortunately Zhen Lian was lowering his head and didn't notice Li Yan's eyes, otherwise she, who has always been good at observing words and feelings, would definitely shut up immediately.

Unfortunately, she didn't, she just trembled her lips and said to herself with a blue face: "There are tens of thousands of Chinese living in this city, who were promised a better life, but in the end, most of them starved to death, died of disease on the ship, or died of exhaustion, froze to death, and were beaten to death on the railroad...... We should have a foothold here. This is what we deserve. ”

Li Yan stared at Zhen Lian's face for a while, and the goblet in his hand and Zhen Lian's wine glass lightly touched each other: "You're right." ”

With that, Li Yan drank all the wine in his hand, put down the wine glass and walked out.

"I'll go out for a walk."

Zhen Lian raised her head and could see that she was still reluctant to let Li Yan go out, but she didn't dare to say it.

Li Yan, who walked to the door, took the initiative to turn around and said, "I can see that the matter of the bill has made you and Liang Hui anxious." I won't watch today's performance, so I won't cause you trouble. But in any case, within two days, you ask Liang Hui to get me another valid pass, this is what I deserve. ”

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"Mr. Sheriff, you have captured more than a hundred of my fellow villagers for no reason, and killed four of them without even trial. Is this the constitutional spirit of San Francisco? ”

Liang Hui's suit and dress were meticulous, he held the staff of civilization, sat on a chair with his back slumped, and looked around. Opposite were several black-uniformed security chiefs. If Liang Hui hadn't spent a lot of money on a lawyer and asked Zhang Mengheng, the ambassador of the Qing Consulate, to put pressure on San Francisco's city hall, he would never have met these sheriffs.

There was still no expression on the bearded face: "Your fellow townsman is a thug!" It's a murderer! They tried to attack the garrison, and our men were in self-defense. ”

A bearded sheriff said calmly.

Liang Hui laughed loudly, and he spread his hands to face the people on both sides.

"I, my people, are attacking the steam guard? Just a few knives, a few axes? Are you joking to attack the city guards armed with high-powered guns and heavily armed with them? Sheriff? ”

There was silence in the hall, only Liang Hui was laughing.

Liang Hui suddenly stopped laughing again: "But at noon today, a group of real thugs stormed into the factory that hired Chinese laborers, they set fire, looted, wounded, and killed my fellow villagers, and the thugs who committed the murder hung our braids on the light poles and killed them with knives, and five hours later, your garrison was late, what did they do?" Wipe the blood, drag away the corpses and the wounded, and then take notes. To date, not a single prisoner has been apprehended. Your prisons are full of Chinese who have entered the country illegally. We obey the laws of San Francisco and stay honestly in your designated Chinatown, never moving outward. We thought that at least you could protect our lives, but the truth is that while I was standing outside the police station, waiting for the sheriffs, Chinatown was maliciously set on fire, leaving nearly 1,000 people homeless and more than 100 killed or injured. Why have I never seen what St. Francis should be like in these things, as a city with liberty and equality as its supreme constitution? ”

The eyes of several sheriffs exchanged glances with each other, and suddenly a white sheriff muttered something to the person next to him in a rich southern accent, which immediately caused a shallow laugh.

Liang Hui understands English, but he really didn't hear what he said just now: "What did you just say?" ”

The beard retracted his smile: "He just said that if you have any grievances with the city, you can vote in our council, if you have a vote in your hand." ”

His repetition again elicited a low snicker.

Liang Hui held the staff of civilization, and his face was gloomy and dripping.

The bearded man tapped the table with his thumb and pointed at Liang Hui in a stern tone: "Old Chinese man, I warn you, no matter how you dress, you are still a ruffian scoundrel who sells tobacco and soil. You thought you would get away with it forever? If I were you, put that crooked argument away now, pat your ass and leave. ”

“……”

Liang Hui was silent for a long time, and after a long time, he stood up, put on his hat, and said in a muffled voice: "I will let my hired lawyer talk to you." ”

"I hope your lawyer will go to court."

The beard took a sip.

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"I want to see Monsieur Saint-Yves, get out of the way."

The green tendons on Chang Yu's neck burst out, he waved the newspaper, his eyes were red, and he was panting intermittently.

"Let him in."

Saint-Yves snapped his fingers.

Chang Yu approached Saint-Yve's office menacingly, suppressed the anger in his heart, and reluctantly said: "Your Excellency, this, this is ridiculous! This bill is completely contrary to the constitutional spirit of this land, and it will be a disgrace to Congress! I'm going to write letters to the president, I'm going to sue them. I hope you can help me. ”

Saint-Yves in the chair raised his head for a long time: "Chang, how have I treated you all these years?" ”

"Your Excellency has been very good to me, and I respect you very much."

Chang Yu answered truthfully.

"I also appreciate your talent and am willing to hire you for the rest of my life if I could. But no offense, I would say, these ......"

Saint-Yves poked the newspaper: "It has nothing to do with you." ”

Chang Yu's eyes widened: "Me?!" ”

Saint-Yves stretched out his hand to interrupt him: "They are all infidels, uncivilized savages, idolaters, but you are different, Liang, you are a ......"

Saint-Yves pondered for a moment before he said, "A harmless man." You are very talented. Relax, lad, it's not that bad for you, far from it. ”