Chapter 511 Dean, someone finally came to sue--

"At least the robbers know how to rob the rich to help the poor. What have you officials who should have benefited the people done? Even the disaster food for the people to save their lives will be greedy. They will kill the good people to be the head of the thieves. You, who are not as good as pigs and dogs, still want to negotiate with us adults?!" Ni Ming's angry shouting and scolding made these officials fall into a dead silence. Your emperor of the Qing Dynasty can't control you, and your 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 little people,"

And the civil servants who stood behind Ni Ming were all stunned by the Liang army to accept Fuzhou government affairs. They never thought that Ni Ming, who always looked elegant, gentle and elegant, would have such a violent side.

staring at the blood-soaked eyes, Ni Ming gritted his teeth and said with hatred, "I know why we adults left without even wanting to say a word to you. That's because he was afraid that he couldn't help killing you all now!!!"

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

A team of soldiers poured forward and escorted the group of officials to the Fuzhou City, while the brigade of soldiers were pouring into the Fuzhou City. As for those who surrendered, there would naturally be someone to deal with them.

The people in Fuzhou City ushered in a new day after a whole day of fear. However, contrary to yesterday, today's Fuzhou City seems to be particularly quiet, and the team of soldiers in black and black helmets who entered the city with weapons entered the city were very different from those Qing soldiers they had seen in the past.

They did not disturb the people, let alone shoot randomly on the street and rob houses. Every time they went to a street corner, they would leave a small group of soldiers. Those soldiers stood on the corner of the street like straight flagpoles. The people poked their heads and looked at them, or walked by tremblingly and only saw their one. Zhang's warm face showed a faint and sincere smile.

At this time, an old man on the roadside may have been too scared. The burden on his shoulder fell to the ground unsteadily for a moment. The fruits and vegetables that were about to be sold suddenly rolled on the ground. Seeing this scene, the soldiers who were originally standing on patrol at the street immediately rushed over, scared that several people who wanted to help the uncle clean up. The people quickly fled far away.

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When the old man saw this scene, his legs were weak and he sat directly on the ground. His mouth shivered and wanted to beg these soldiers to do well, but he was afraid that he would not be beaten as usual, and he would still not be able to take things back.

"Uncle, don't be afraid. We're just picking up something for you." A young soldier who looked at most seventeen or eight years raised his slightly immature face. He carefully picked up a handful of vegetables that fell on the street, picked them up into the old man's basket, and helped him up. It was just such a simple move that made the people who hid on the street corner and looked in the distance feel it. There is a trace of difference and difference.

"When did these Qiu Ba become polite?" A people looked at the soldiers who were picking up fruits and vegetables for the poor old farmer with a stunned face and whispered in disbelief.

"Who knows, maybe it's just a show and want to win the hearts of the people." A scholar in a blue silk shirt, about 40 years old, snorted with disdain.

"Why didn't the officials of the Qing Dynasty do this? Do they think they are very popular? Next to him, a scholar, also dressed in a long shirt, glanced at the man and retorted.

"You! ...Hmm, vertical, what do you know?" The scholar who had opened his mouth earlier walked away angrily, while the other stayed and quietly observed the expressions and behavior of the soldiers until the soldiers put fruits and vegetables into the baskets and watched the old man leave, and they returned to their posts.

The scholar walked forward with his front of his chest. Soldiers, the students are polite.

"I dare not be. We are not soldiers. We are just soldiers." The leader is still the burly young man.

"Military?" The scholar couldn't help but be slightly stunned and didn't seem to understand the name.

"Armed personnel who protect people to live and work in peace and happiness, defend national security, and maintain the stability of the country from bullying by foreign countries can be called soldiers, and we are." With this, the young soldier subconsciously straightened his backbone.

"Yes, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Wang Jinjia. I'm the monitor of the fourth squad of the third battalions of the 92nd Division." The young soldier said with a smile.

Listening to this dizzying number, the scholar replied for a long time: "Wang, monitor Wang, dare to ask, what's the matter with you occupying this Fuzhou?"

Wang Jinjia's eyes flashed with the dazzling scorching heat. We want to enable the Chinese nation to be its own masters, and no longer allow those aliens to be bullied, in order to restore the glory of China, Han and Tang Dynasties.

"Reproduce the glory of China, Han and Tang Dynasties..." The scholar muttered this sentence and looked at the young soldier in front of him with a dull eyes. This monitor Wang, you are not joking, are you? The glory of China, Han and Tang Dynasties. If you General Liang hadn't been bullied by the court, how would you have rebelled?

"Ha ha, it seems that this gentleman doesn't know us. In fact, if you can often see those newspapers and magazines smuggled into coastal cities from overseas and learn about the deeds of my adult, I believe that you will never say such a thing again."

Hearing this, the scholar couldn't help but be shocked and stared to the extreme in disbelief: "Who is your master?" It looks like you're going to choose someone.

"My adult's surname is Liang Pengfei, but in newspapers and magazines, they are generally called Mr. Führer." Wang Jinjia sucked his nose and replied proudly.

"Is that the Nanyang Chinese pirate?!" The scholar's voice instantly increased by an octave, just like the baqueous female singer's possession.

"Big pirate?!" Wang Jinjia couldn't help but look cold and was about to open his mouth, but a veteran behind him came over with a smile. That's right, my family is indeed a pirate. Why can't pirates turn against the Qing?

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"That's not true. How many pirates in the world are really willing to add blood to the mouth of the thief? Isn't it too much pressure from the government? This sentence of this scholar has won more favorable impressions from Wang Jinjia and others.

"It seems that the scholars in the world are not all rigid people who read the eight strands." Wang Jinjia looked at the scholar who seemed to be full of heart, turned around and left, and said to his subordinates around him.

"I just don't know how many people there can be like this, but even they just opened their eyes. As the adult said, it is ten times more difficult to make the world wake up than to overthrow a Manchu Qing Dynasty. It seems that it's really right. The veteran, who had just stopped the reckless behavior of the recruit Danzi, subconsciously reached into his pocket and was about to touch the cigarette. Suddenly, he remembered that he was on duty. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his nose, continued to carry the gun on his back, held his head, and looked at everything around him warily.

This is just a small episode that happened in Fuzhou City, and there are many such episodes. All the people in Fuzhou talk about the most and observe the most, which are these soldiers and those who have changed their brands.

At the door of each government office, a notice was posted to explain the scope of work of the government office that had been renamed and the affairs handled, while the most deserted government office was the court.

"Today is the second day, but no one of the people has come to complain." Lin Qingbao, the first president of the Fuzhou Court, who had just arrived for a morning, was rubbing his hands in the office and muttering.

"What's the hurry? The head of the first court is still like a monkey. Don't forget, as the adults said, the three courtyards of the People's Procuratorate and the People's Procuratorate are the foundation of our Liang army to establish the country. No faith, no justice, no no, no no. Next to him, He Shouxin, the president of the procuratorate, looked calm, but in fact, his heart was as high as Lin Qingbao.

"Of course I know this, but now, it's been a few hours, and no one has come to sue. You know, as soon as the Guangzhou court opened, more than 20 cases were received on the same day. Those guys worked overtime for the trial. When we left Guangzhou, we didn't see them relaxed. Lin Qingbao took out a cigarette, took a few deep breaths, and then said that the breath was really jealous.

He Shouxin took over the cigarette handed over by Lin Qingbao with a smile and took a good sip after getting on fire. Do you think I don't know? Don't you think about our adult's reputation in Liangguang, coupled with how many gratifying 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 security and the law. If we can't get results, we don't have the face to go back to see people." Lin Qingbao sat down and beat the sore leg that had been in the office all morning.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the office, and Lin Qingbao couldn't help frowning: "I've said it several times. We're not hungry. Take the food... Huh?"

"Dean, someone finally came to sue. What he sued was the Fuzhou Eight Banners inlaid with the yellow flag, Delengtai, and accused him of occupying his family store..." The staff member who stood at the door and probed his head before he finished speaking, the two of them were like two hounds who heard the charge order. Lightning rushed out of the office.

"Damn it..." The staff member was stunned for a long time before sighing from the bottom of his heart at the backs of the two.

(to be continued)