"Are we going to live? We don't rely on those Manchurian dogs, those Manchurian tyrants forcibly occupy our Central Plains, and now they are colluding with red-haired ghosts to betray the great rivers and mountains. Pork Rong was already furious, full of murderous energy, panting heavily, and his eyes became red. He looked at Uncle Nine who fell on the bed, angry and couldn't hold back any longer. He walked out of the treatment room, put the medicine holder in his hand on the table, took out a trident from the side, and shouted at the people standing outside the militia: "The court is so weak, groveling and spineless in front of foreigners, colluding with foreigners, betraying our great rivers and mountains, we can only hold back our grievances and vent in our hearts!" Brothers of the militia, let's go and dismantle the foreigners' boats. ”

The mood of dozens of young people in the small courtyard seemed to be infected, and there was a commotion.

Gao Tian looked at Pork Rong's angry appearance coldly, and suddenly took the basin of cold water from Ya Cha Su's hand, and poured it all on Pork Rong's body with a "bang", which calmed him down.

"Are you calm?" Gao Tian said coldly. "Would you like to bring you a pot?"

Pork Rong saw that it was water splashed by Gao Tian, and his originally angry expression suddenly collapsed. Although Gao Tian is nominally Huang Feihong's second disciple and Pork Rong's junior brother, everyone knows the relationship between Gao Tian and Huang Feihong. To put it mildly, although Gao Tian is nominally the junior brother of Pork Rong, he is actually equivalent to everyone's uncle. He poured pork Rong with cold water, and no one dared to say anything.

"......" Pork Rong did not speak.

"Say! Why don't you say it! Gao Tian glanced at Pork Rong, and then inadvertently glanced at the dozens of young people of the militia, and said coldly: "Didn't you say it very well before?" What do you want to do, do you want to rebel? ”

"I can't stand this!" Pork Rong roared with blood-red eyes.

"I can't stand this nest either!" A breath of anger held in Gao Tian's chest rushed to the top of his head, he pointed at a group of young people who were about to move, and shouted angrily: "But foreigners have strong ships and cannons, as well as foreign guns, what do we have?" Why do you fight with foreigners, relying on blood and bare hands? This is not called courage at all, it is called death in vain! ”

Pork Rong and the young men of the militia who were about to move looked at each other by Gao Tian's words, and after calming down, they suddenly became wilted and listless.

"Seyoung!" Huang Feihong, who was standing in front of the door, suddenly said loudly.

"Master!" Pork Rong turned around and said respectfully.

"It's such a big person, and it's still so impulsive. Shirong, don't be impulsive, you are not allowed to interfere in this matter! Huang Feihong reprimanded with a serious face.

"Now it's about human life, I'm going to find the yamen and clarify this matter with the foreigners. Otherwise, in the future, how will we Tang people gain a foothold in this Foshan? Huang Feihong walked back into the hall and sat down, picked up his pipe, lit it, and took a deep breath.

"Yamen?" Gao Tian secretly shook his head in his heart. "The yamen at this time is simply unreliable than directly looking for those foreigners!"

But Huang Feihong had already made up his mind, and Gao Tian didn't speak. Moreover, what can people in this era do except look for the yamen?

Gao Tian looked at the wanton crisscrossing of so many foreign ships in the port, and felt extremely sad and helpless in his heart.

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After a few days passed, Huang Feihong finally found the new Admiral Zheng to meet with foreigners from Britain and the United States in the Yuejiang Jiangxi Restaurant, hoping to find foreigners to seek compensation for Uncle Jiu's injury.

Because Ya Cha Su came back from studying abroad and can speak foreign dialect, while Huang Feihong himself does not know how to speak foreign languages, so this time he went to the meeting, and Ya Cha Su was naturally the best candidate for translator. Huang Feihong took the tooth wipe with him, so that he could communicate with the foreigners about the compensation ceremony.

Since Bao Zhilin needs manpower, Gao Tian is naturally not the candidate. In addition, he was too lazy to be angry with foreigners, so Gao Tian did not go to the Yuejiangxi restaurant with Huang Feihong to meet with foreigners, but honestly stayed in Baozhilin.

Originally, Gao Tian thought that no matter how much he negotiated, it would not take much time. However, Gao Tian waited left and right, and it was not until nightfall that Huang Feihong returned to Baozhilin with Pork Rong, Ya Chasu, Ling Yunkai and a group of young people from the militia. Everyone's expressions were very ugly and depressed, and everyone was crying with a sad face.

Gao Tian knew what had happened by asking Ling Yunkai, who was closest to him, and was immediately dumbfounded.

Now this situation is simply terrible. If you want to turn the tables again, it is basically unlikely. Facing the Shahe Gang who are looking at him, Lord Zheng, the official governor who hides malice, and the foreigners who have bad intentions towards Bao Zhilin, Bao Zhilin simply has no room to turn over!

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Knock knock! Sonorous!

"Beware of fire, beware of thieves ......"

There was a sound of beating outside, in the dining room of Bao Zhilin, the lights were bright, and on the long dining table, Huang Feihong sat in the first place, and below sat the thirteen aunts, Lin Shirong, Ya Chasu, Ling Yunkai, Gao Tian and other disciples and apprentices. On both sides, there stood many brothers of the militia.

The air pressure in the dining room was very low, and whether it was the disciples or the brothers of the militia group, they were just holding their rice bowls, bowing their heads but not eating. Especially the brothers of many militia groups, they don't even dare to come out of the atmosphere.

During the day, not only was the militia taken advantage of the government to take over, but Admiral Zheng also calculated the loss of the Western restaurant on Huang Feihong, and Huang Feihong transferred all the funds of Bao Zhilin to this end, which barely made up for the loss of the Western restaurant.

That's it, or the owner of the Western restaurant has a good impression of Huang Feihong, and he made a discount to make Huang Feihong barely pay off.

"Master, I can't eat, the matter was done by the people of the Shahe Gang, and the yamen is now asking the people of the militia to report, will they take the opportunity to detain them all?" Ling Yunkai, who was sitting on the side, slapped the dining table, sat down abruptly, and said angrily.

"Master......" The matter was made by Pork Rong, and when he heard Ling Yunkai's words, Pork Rong couldn't sit still, stood up, and said weakly.

"Master ......" saw Pork Rong and Ling Yunkai stand up, except for Gao Tian and Aunt Thirteen, all the people who were originally sitting at the dinner table stood up.

"Sit down!" Huang Feihong shouted. After everyone sat down, Huang Feihong's tone slowed down, and he said in a harmonious voice: "The yamen has the right to investigate this matter, and if it is to blame, it will come to light." After eating the meal, we can sit together when things come to an end. ”

"Let's eat!" After Huang Feihong finished speaking, he picked up the dishes and chopsticks.