Looking at the three thousand seven hundred and fifty-three names with crooked handwriting, Tian Buzi was a little overwhelmed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info has always been a loner, and he doesn't know how to manage this huge team for a while, well, for a city-level intelligence organization, the establishment of three thousand seven hundred and fifty-three people is indeed too large. Tian Buzi had led a six-person emergency team in the Eagle Sauce Emergency Department, and when he was suddenly told that he needed to manage more than 600 times more personnel than he had ever recorded, he was of course confused.

"Three, this person has recruited a little too much, what's going on?" Tian Buzi asked Ma San.

"Stationmaster Tian, this is strictly implemented according to the rules and regulations of our department on the recruitment of peripheral intelligence personnel, the personnel are all tenant farmers, small handicraftsmen and other elements, most of them have a record of resisting the atrocities of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and they are all recruited within the scope of the budget." If he was still in the Qing Dynasty, Ma San would definitely add some flattering rhetoric such as popular aspirations, admiration for Wang Shi, etc., but now he knows that the Great Song Dynasty is not interested in saying this when reporting the situation, and pays attention to seeking truth from facts.

"How can so many people not exceed their budgets?" Although Tian Buzi could not find a fault in the financial statements, he was still skeptical of the claim that the budget was not exceeded.

"The various guilds and gangs in this Manchu realm all pay attention to watching and helping each other, and most of the people who join our peripheral organizations are self-employed, and many of them come to join us for warmth, not for money." Ma San explained.

This is very similar to the early days of the Boxer Rebellion, those helpless people at the bottom, who were brutally exploited from all walks of life, have long been accustomed to finding a reliable organization to support. The officials of the Manchu Qing Dynasty were basically rotten to the roots, and in addition to making money, they cared about the life and death of the Pingtou people, who could only rely on joining guilds and gangs to protect their own interests. However, those who join these guilds and gangs have to pay money, and they don't provide protection for free. If you pay the money, you can eliminate the disaster, and the people at the bottom will endure it, the problem is that these gangs and guilds will encounter the government and ask for accommodation, and it will be like that when they meet foreigners.

Now there is a gang of the Great Song Dynasty that the government doesn't dare to manage, and picks up a gun and fights foreigners, well, anyway, Diao Min thinks that this is a gang, and he doesn't have to pay money to take care of things, who is not in a hurry to join.

Beiyang and Tian Buzi had a tacit understanding to keep silent about the attack on the Governor's Mansion of Zhili, but the attack on the Tsarist Shunfeng Foreign Company, Tian Buzi asked Ma San to carry out a lot of propaganda, and for a while, the prestige of the intelligence organization on the periphery of Tianjin Station was climbing in a straight line in the hearts of the people. In addition, the conflict with Maozi continued to escalate, and the peripheral intelligence organizations fought back against all kinds of unfavorable activities against members, and there was no time to distinguish whether this kind of targeted activities were the handiwork of Maozi or traitors. In Diao Min's eyes, these are the manifestations of this gang's extreme protection of calves, and they have increased their enthusiasm for coming to defect.

Then those Diao Min who had joined earlier found that the value of the work that the intelligence officers on the periphery of the Tianjin Station needed to undertake was significantly lower than the so-called "part money" of the traditional gang guilds. It is only necessary to be disciplined, attend training on time, and participate in intelligence gathering tasks appropriately; How many copper plates are these jobs worth when they are exchanged for silver? Besides, this training also includes teaching literacy, isn't it right for you to do some work for others to keep an eye on and talk, in short, the people think this gang is worth participating!

Tian Buzi told the executive committee about the situation, and Zhao Yi and the others were also confused. WTF？ We have another paramilitary force of nearly 4,000 people in Tianjin? That's more than the number of indigenous garrisons in Dalian Bay. A few dumbfounded committee members hurriedly asked the more experienced Lu Xiaobei and Wang He to find a way to deal with this matter, Lu Xiaobei went back a year and was still a trainee nurse to have a hairy way. Even a person from a powerful department like Wang He is blind, where is this peripheral intelligence agent, what kind of anti-Qing guerrilla force is this.

Disperse, lurk! Wang He gave Tian Buzi a four-character policy, as for what to do in the future, let's see the attitude of the Manchus and the great powers before making a decision.

Just when the traversers were having a headache over the resettlement of these nearly 4,000 people, an action that was about to accelerate this snowball expansion was in full swing under the leadership of Huo Yuanjia.

"Master Huo, you have to save our pillars. This kid had the money of a Yali pear and was tied up by a foreigner. A woman cried to Huo Yuanjia.

"Sister Zhang, don't cry, speak slowly." Huo Yuanjia comforted.

After some inquiry, Huo Yuanjia only then clarified the ins and outs of the matter. It turned out that this woman was a widow, and she lived by washing and sewing clothes for others, and there was only one and a half children in the family. The children of poor families have long been in charge, and although this pillar is a half-sized child, he has already worked in the American Concession for three years as a basket seller to make a living.

It's also commonplace to walk the streets and alleys to sell fruits in baskets and be bullied by all kinds of people. Even if the news spread all over the streets and alleys that the gang that joined the Great Song Dynasty would take care of it, Zhang Zhuzi was not moved. He was a small business, and when he was blackmailed, he just handed over his belongings, and no one thought that he could squeeze any more oil and water out of a child who sold fruit.

But when Zhang Zhuzi heard that joining the gang of the Great Song Dynasty was teaching literacy for free, he couldn't sit still. His family is poor, where can he afford to go to a private school, but although he is small, he is reasonable, and he knows that if he is illiterate, he is afraid that he will have to be blind and poor for the rest of his life. Zhang Zhuzi's father was killed for participating in a gang fight, and his mother didn't allow him to join any more gangs. However, he couldn't resist the temptation of teaching literacy for free, and finally joined the peripheral intelligence organization without telling his wife. He signed up for the meeting before he encountered the situation where everyone flocked to him, and he joined very smoothly, and his age and bitter family background were originally the focus of recruitment.

Tianjin Station has rules and regulations, and peripheral intelligence personnel of this age are the key training targets, and they will not give Zhang Zhuzi any dangerous tasks. His life has not changed much except for regular training, at least his wife didn't see what gang he joined.

On this day, Zhang Zhuzi was selling fruit in the American concession as usual, and a Frenchman ate a big Yali pear from him and didn't give money. If this matter is left in the past, Zhang Zhuzi will endure it, and a Yali pear can be worth a few dollars. But today's Zhang Zhuzi is no longer the Zhang Zhuzi of the previous days, he knows braille and recognizes some reason, in today's words, it is the awakening of national consciousness. Zhang Zhuzi was instilled with self-esteem and self-improvement every time he went to class, and he quickly accepted and agreed with the ideas he encountered during the training at a young age. In short, Zhang Zhuzi feels that he is also a human being, although this Yali pear is not worth much, but after all, he is the income of his labor, and he has always insisted on asking the French. Later, the two sides scuffled, and the Frenchman was bitten by Zhang Zhuzi in the entanglement, and he was arrested by a ruthless attack.

When the child who sold fruit with him told the news to Zhang, who was sewing and mending clothes at home, the widow almost fainted without crying. What to do about this, no one dares to care about the things that are stained with foreigners!