Chapter 2 Arrest

[2] Arrest

The previous climb consumed Yao Fan's great energy, and this journey from the far suburbs to the interior of the city made Yao Fan exhausted.

The road is long and my legs are broken, and the leather shoes are about to wear out. On the way back to the city, there was a lot of barren grass, and some crazy grass poles were taller than people, but they could not find the road.

Yao Fan laughed at himself and scolded the street along the way, trekking among the weeds and thorns, complaining that the world was too unfair.

"I didn't become a captain of three bars once in elementary school! I never got the first place in middle school! I didn't get the school beauty in college! Why should I be traveled through time? Why should I be possessed by a blood soul! This is not fair! ......”

The suit trousers were pulled by thorns, and the calf was pierced. The face was accidentally hung out of the grass leaves. His mouth was grinned because of fatigue, and a dry blood mouth on his lips was painful... Yao Fan has now believed that he has really come to a different time and space.

Looking at the sun and determining his direction again, Yao Fan smiled bitterly and continued to walk towards the direction of the old city of Qingdao.

Yao Fan walked for about five or six hours. If it hadn't been for the good physical fitness of the volleyball team in college, he wouldn't have been able to stick to it.

On the way, he passed several cold villages but did not dare to enter. He subconsciously felt that his dress would probably not be favored by the Qing farmers these days.

"My skin is too white, ** is too narrow, and my sexual orientation is too simple. I must not run around in this dangerous world..." Yao Fan has something to solemnly warn himself.

Finally, he saw a city from a distance from the high grass. The city emerged from the grass. No matter what analysis method was used, the city never looked like a film and television city or theme park.

"Good boy! I remember that this is the architectural style of the old Jiaozhou city wall in the Qingdao Museum! It seems that the blood soul told the truth that I really traveled to the Qing Dynasty! Good-behaved... What should I do?

...Now that you have come, you must go shopping! Otherwise, if you go back and forth, won't my 200CC blood be gone in vain?

Yao Fan stood in the grass in a daze, as if he was having a rural temple fair, and the ground was in a mess.

After thinking about it, he still can't decide what he should do at this moment and go to the city? Don't go to the city? This is a problem...

Should I calmly wear this dress to enter the city in absolute strange clothes for people at this time, or should I try to go around the city to find a suitable uninhabited place to climb into the city to see what happened?

It's so bad that Yao Fan only thought about it but didn't notice the surrounding environment. Not far behind him, two Qing soldiers wearing the word "Brave" written on their scribbled chests were quietly touching him.

As a small-armed jujube stick swung on Yao Fan's head, he immediately fell to the ground like an empty sack and lost consciousness. The money-making plan that had just emerged in his mind suddenly disappeared. The last word he heard in his ear was "...caught..."

It was not easy for him to wake up. Yao Fan, who opened his eyes and regained consciousness, shouted for the first time, "Ah, I have a headache! Who did this! Who splashed water on my face..."

"Who is under the hall? Why are you sneaking outside the city and peeping at my Jiaozhou Port? A question interrupted Yao Fan's self-talk.

When Yao Fan heard this question, he shrank his head, looked up and opened his eyes, looked around with cold water, and woke up with a cold sweat.

Yao Fan saw that this was a semi-open hall, paving the ground with bluestone facing south. There were four wooden pillars supporting the roof on each side of the center of the hall, and the wooden columns had a thick and thin roof supporting the middle hall. As for this pillar, it is so simple that it has not even been painted with red paint. I don't know if it will soon decay in the round stone trough on the ground.

The roof of this middle hall is simple, and both sides are higher than the roof of the next hall, penetrating the skylight from the staggered gaps on both sides. There are stone ditches with drainage on both sides of the ground, which are dry at present.

There are some half-red and half-black sticks hanging on the walls on both sides of the hall, as well as some chains, head shackles and other things that can't be named, which look black, gloomy and cold. There was a plaque hanging in the center of the lobby, but it did not say that the "bright mirror is hanging high" common in film and television dramas. Yao Fan recognized that the four big characters on it were 'two sleeves of breeze'. He inexplicably subconsciously reacted and felt that the slogan was not unreliable in the Qing Dynasty.

"Oh, I was captured by the Qing soldiers!" Yao Fan reacted.

"This place is so simple. How can it be like those gorgeously decorated halls of the Qing Dynasty government offices on TV? Is it the rural police station of the Qing Dynasty? ...What should I do now? Jump up and run away? When the blood sacrifice travels back?"

Others looked like a moment's effort, but Yao Fan's mind had really turned more than a dozen ideas to escape. He settled down and finally made up his mind in an instant.

"Anyway, they have come here. Even if they want to kill my head, at least they have to send me to the special execution ground, right? There is a waste of time on the road. Anyway, it's enough to travel back.

Thinking of this, Yao Fan resisted the pain from his head and the dirty words he wanted to spit out. He sorted out his language and said to the official with a black oily braid on the back of his head and a goatee on his chin: "I... my name is Yao Fan, and I'm from Western Europe. . May I ask your excellency, why am I, a returned overseas Chinese in Europe, full of the heart of boxing to serve the country, but on the way back to the city, I was beaten with a stick and tied to the government to ask for guilt?

After groping and saying this nonsense while talking, Yao Fan himself felt that the word was very astringent, and he felt that his university had been read in the dog's stomach.

After saying that, Yao Fan swayed and tried to stand up. Although he was still afraid of being suddenly broken by the stick by the yi yi next to him, he still pretended to be righteous and awe-inspiring.

This is what a modern man should be. He is his own master and a free citizen from the future.

It's just that his hands are tied behind his back and can't be pulled out, but the appearance of standing behind his back is like declaring that he doesn't belong to the world.

The old man in the hall obviously had never seen anyone play tricks like this. He wanted to laugh at Yao Fan, and then threw down a judgment to smash Yao Fan's buttocks. But after thinking about it, he still didn't do it.

He looked at Yao Fan carefully and thought, "That white skin is not available to farmers. This is obviously a gentry class that is used to being respected and fertilized. The suit, leather shoes, shirt, suit trousers and dress all over the body are exquisite, and the workmanship is obviously piled up with a lot of silver in this suit. In this era, there can be such a rare foreign devil dressed as a person, at least a second devil... Well, it's still a second devil from a decent family.

He finally came to a conclusion: "That must be! He must be a second devil! So he may not lie.

After making such a judgment, the old man naturally began to feel uncertain - in this Qing Dynasty, there is no small matter in the foreign country.

So the master's tone was obviously kind: "The boy... So, are you an overseas Chinese who returned from the West? Then why don't you come outside Shanghai and Nanjing? According to Bingyong, you must have an evil heart to spy on the city in strange clothes. What's your excuse?

Yao Fan looked at the bravery on both sides and saw that their faces were as long as burnt sweet potato skins - black and yellow ugly. They looked at themselves with curious eyes. These black and yellow dwarfs were some with their hips, some pressed their hands on the handle of the knife between their waists, and seemed that they could pull the knife out of the sheath at any time.

He felt that he had entered the barbarian's nest, and Yao Fan's fear became stronger and stronger. He quickly pulled out the historical information he saw as an amateur in college from his memory, thinking that Qingdao had not been cut off to the Germans in 1875, and now Qingdao is just a small fishing village called Qingdaokou. Because of the gradual prosperity of port transportation, the Qing government set up a customs clearance in this fishing village and sent more than 1,000 troops to be stationed at Jiaozhou Port.

Yao Fan thought: "I remember that Qingdao has as many as nine customs, sub-cards and * offices at this time. In addition, there are also offices of various foreign banks. On weekdays, cargo transportation is frequent and there are many personnel exchanges. I may not be wrong if I talk nonsense, but I need to be detailed in detail. I remember a celebrity once said that even if the general direction of lying is ridiculous, the details must be outrageous.

Yao Fan, who wanted to understand the truth of this section, cleared his throat and began to lie carefully: "Your Excellency, I returned to China with a merchant ship. This time I came from Shanghai to come to Shandong to find my ancestors.

My lord, I, a Chinese wanderer, have lived overseas for a long time and haven't seen my hometown for many years. I really miss my hometown! So I ran to the outside of the city to look at the scenery. Standing down on the seaside cliff outside the city and looking at Jiaozhou Bay, my heart was turbulent. I only felt that my life was like a dream for more than 20 years. I really sighed!"

Yao Fan judged that this lie may not be useful for those who describe ugly soldiers and bravery, but it is indeed enough for the official who seems to be well-fed in the hall.

Sure enough, the official asked confusedly, "Looking for ancestors?"

"Yes, in the words of Master Hui Qingtian, my ancestors are from Tai'an, Shandong Province. In the early years of Shunzhi, the whole family followed the merchant ships in the southern ocean and sailed from Qingdao to Europe along the southern sea, India, Arabia, Africa, and all the way to settle down.

My Yao family builds railways, runs factories, builds foreign cars, and sells foreign goods in Europe. However, seeing that this foreigner ignored etiquette and shame, he did not know the depth of heaven and earth. Relying on the fact that I was not familiar with their fly camp dogs, I sailed thousands of miles to invade our dynasty and blackmailed the people and the imperial court of the Qing Dynasty. When the family saw this scene, it was really indignant!

The elders in my family ordered me to return to China. This is to look for my ancestors, and the second is to see if there is a chance to run some industry to enrich the country and strengthen the people. At the end of the day, I also do some trade, so as to serve as a bridge between China and foreign countries, and buy me good machines for foreigners at a cheap price.

Yao Fan made up this nonsense, but his feelings were also rich. At least he was moved. Everyone in the hall stood aside and listened, and also believed his nonsense.

Yao Fan, who entered the play, took a step forward to seduce Shangguan and said, "Your Excellency, if there is someone in your family who is doing business or needs any goods, come to me."

He took another step forward and said with a bright smile, "No matter what kind of Western goods, as long as foreigners have it, I can get it!" It can also be shipped to you locally at a cheap price! The landing price is 20% cheaper than the goods of foreign devils!"

Yao Fan's lure and slightly worried about the country and the people came out, and the effect was very good.

I don't know which sentence in Yao Fan's words moved the official. As soon as he heard that Yao Fan was a rich foreign businessman who lived abroad for generations and wanted to come back to recognize his ancestors, the official suddenly felt a sense of pride and energy.

He stared at Yao Fan for a moment, bowed his head and thought for a moment, and ordered the soldier to bravely go forward and untie him quickly.

"Yao Fan, you talk after you come to the court."

Yao Fan was overjoyed when he heard the words and watched the adult turn from the hall to the back hall. The green silk official robe shook behind his feet like a skirt. He was surprised and said that the official's attitude had become too fast, right? Isn't there fraud among them?

But he thought, no matter how old pickled hen, it's always good for him to untie me. It's better to go to the back hall than to be tried in this class.