Chapter 12 Fairness and Unfairness

A new military camp was circled outside the west gate of Guangzhou City. Large wooden houses in the military camp were arranged neatly, with wooden fences surrounding them, blocking them with tree fences. But from a distance, there were armored soldiers to investigate and no idle people were allowed to approach.

"Hey! Ha!" The barracks shouted loudly, and a group of soldiers were sweating profusely, practicing ranks or fighting each other.

Guangzhou General Fuliang, Deputy Chief Ye Zhao, Song Yu and three other Shangguans were accompanied by their entourage to inspect the military camp, and were accompanied by foreign teacher Peter.

"No, not bad." Fuliang smiled and turned to Peter and said, "Mr. Peter, if someone does not obey military orders, you have the right to strictly handle it!"

The triangular eye translation that followed Fuliang was translated. Peter looked at Ye Zhao with confusion. He thought that training these three camps of firearms would definitely be something that Ye Zhao would listen to.

Ye Zhao just smiled and nodded to Peter.

Fuliang stretched out his hand too quickly, and he rejected the third camp number proposed by Ye Zhao a few days ago. Ye Zhao originally wanted the firearms and soldiers of the three camps to ignore the difference between Manchu and Han, and named it "Zhenwei", "Zhenwu" and "Zhenhe". Who knew that Fuliang smiled and said, "You can't confuse the difference between Manchu camp and Green Camp to avoid the future dispute between the Eight Banners and Green Camp officials.

Today, Fuliang not only came to inspect the military camp personally, but also brought Song Yu, the deputy commander of the Han army. It was obvious that the firearms and weapons of the three camps were not only under his command, but even Song Yu, the deputy commander, was his superior.

The firearms have not yet arrived in Guangzhou. The current training of the soldiers of the Third Battalion is a warm-up. In addition to practicing queues and fighting, Peter will spend an hour explaining the knowledge of Western guns and cannons every day. Each firearm battalion has five hundred people, with five sentries under its jurisdiction, six or seven teams, and fifteen people are one team. The team manager is called the "management team". Ye Zhao does not understand military affairs, but he knows that a elite soldier is the most important. If he is all brave and fearless, the two sides will be evenly matched, and it is difficult to defeat the battle. The "management team" of the Firearms battalion should be like the squad leader of the later military system.

The firearms camp responded to food and wages, which was much higher than the Green Camp, so whether it was picking elite soldiers from the Green Camp or posting notices to recruit soldiers, there were many followers gathering, and there was no effort.

In addition, Ye Zhao was also preparing to hire some regular soldiers and recruit civilians during the war, but he needed to develop a scheduling method for logistics and supplies in daily life.

However, Ye Zhao did not expect that although he had a good idea, Fuliang's hands stretched longer and were very fast. If this trend continued, it would be a real commander who would have become a Fuliang when the firearms were trained. However, if his power was lost, he would be a role similar to a trainer.

Looking at the fat white man walking in front of him with a calm temperament, the smile on the corner of Ye Zhao's mouth gradually faded.

In the backyard of Taihe, under the green banyan tree, Ye Zhao lay on a bamboo chair, swaying his folding fan, squinting his eyes to rest.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I glanced at Manager Qiu coming in and out several times, and seemed to have something to say to me, but every time I shook my head and retreated.

When the shopkeeper Qiu lifted the curtain of the back door of the silver number and entered the courtyard again, Ye Zhao sat up with a smile, "Shopkeeper, is there anything wrong?"

Manager Qiu smiled embarrassedly, "No, nothing is wrong."

Ye Zhao waved to him and said with interest: "Come here, come here, if you have anything to do, just say, I don't like to go around in circles. Come here and sit here." He pointed to the round stool next to him.

Manager Qiu smiled and walked over and sat down. Seeing Ye Zhao reaching out to pick up the teapot on a long table, he hurriedly reached out to grab it, "I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself."

After pouring a cup of tea, Manager Qiu thought about it for a while, and saw Ye Zhao keep looking at him, he immediately leaned forward and asked in a low voice: "Boss, have you heard of the Fair Party?"

Ye Zhao was stunned: "Fair Party? What kind of fair Party?"

Seeing that the boss looked like he was fake, Manager Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good. Since the boss doesn't know, that's good."

Ye Zhaoqi said: "What the hell is going on? Let's hear it." Fair Party? It's 1854 now, but I haven't heard of a congregation in this era.

Manager Qiu looked relaxed and smiled, "I have a cousin who has been doing business in Guilin, Guangxi for many years. He came to Guangzhou a few days ago and said that he had joined the Fair Party and urged me to join the association, but I refused it."

Ye Zhao frowned and said, "Don't let your cousin touch you, as the bandits like to bewitch people's hearts the most." Naturally, he was acting.

Manager Qiu nodded slightly, "I can pay attention to it, but this Frank Party is not a rebel who killed officials and rebelled. I heard that there are many gentry and businessmen in Guangxi, and it is widely circulated. The Frank Party advocates the protection of the rights of gentry and gentry... rights and interests, what words are needed... discourse power, advocates the unity of gentry and government... dialogue with the government. I heard that in the countryside, it advocates rent reduction and helps the poor. Most of the party are businessmen like my cousin."

Ye Zhao's eyes widened as he heard it. The teacup he picked up was empty, but he forgot to refill it. How is this possible? It seems that in his joke, it seems that the possibility of establishing a political party in the Qing Dynasty today, is it, Guangxi?

Thinking of something, Ye Zhao was stunned again.

Manager Qiu said again: "You have to say it, this kind of party formation is not a good thing. Since the boss doesn't know, I think I have never said anything today."

Ye Zhao nodded slightly, but couldn't figure it out: "Shopkeeper, why did he suddenly remember to ask me about this?"

Manager Qiu was a little embarrassed, but after thinking about it, he still told him bluntly, "I will tell you that my cousin said that the leader of the fair party, also known as the leader of the party, is exactly the same as the boss. The party members respectfully call him King Ye."

The teacup in Ye Zhao's hand fell to the ground with a snap. At this time, he was sure that it must be the fair party that Su Hongniang had created, which was inappropriate, and even carried himself out to be the mysterious leader. Not that with the current civil wisdom, the more mysterious the leader, the more market there is. I don't know why she added some false mysterious colors to herself.

When Manager Qiu saw Ye Zhao's appearance, he smiled: "The boss doesn't have to be afraid. Since it has nothing to do with the boss, I feel relieved. Thinking about the world, there are fewer people with the same name and surname? But I'm too concerned." As he said that, he helped Ye Zhao pick up the teacup.

The shopkeeper Qiu seemed to be more and more talkative. When he came to Ye Zhao, his voice became lower and lower. "I also heard that the Frank Party had a elite army in Wuzhou. He once helped the party members stand up and killed a wealthy and unkind family. But he was good to ordinary gentry and had conflicts with the government. I heard that the local county officers and soldiers suffered losses and would not go to the countryside to provoke them easily, and they did not provoke the government, but they were in peace." As the conversation started, the shopkeeper Qiu simply acted

He also poured out the secret from the box and almost stuck it in Ye Zhao's ear and said, "I heard that this elite soldier is blessed by the Virgin Mary. Virgin Mary himself came down to earth as the commander. He also said that the leader of the Fair Party, King Ye, was reincarnated by the Demon Emperor, and he was originally a husband and wife, and he came down to earth to save the people together." When talking about "King Ye", Manager Qiu paused, and thought of him again. He remembered the King Ye who had the same name and surname as his boss. I don't know who he was.

Ye Zhao could even put an egg in his mouth. What a mess, all myths came out. It was really a gang with the late Qing Dynasty. It was a propaganda with the gentry, and the words to the people in the countryside were another. But there was no way. The people's wisdom was not yet open, especially in the countryside. This legend of gods and ghosts was the most fascinating.

I don’t know which Guangxi gentry’s name is, put on the tutor’s cloak, and don’t mention the anti-Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty. It’s a good idea. I slowly accumulate strength, and the prospects look bright and tight.

The Virgin Mary? Ye Zhao couldn't help but think of the soul-wrenching and soft body, and his heart was filled with a sensation. But when I remembered that I might not have asked me to touch her next time I met Su Hongniang, I couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. But I wonder when will she really like me?

Manager Qiu was still unsatisfied, and his voice was so low that Ye Zhao could hardly hear it clearly. "But I think this Virgin is coming strangely. Wuzhou is the territory of Su Luosha, the female rebel Su Luosha, the number one female rebel, said. "When he said Su Luosha, Manager Qiu suddenly stopped and felt a little cold on the back of his neck. He shuddered and looked around. It seemed that the witch with a fluttering red skirt would come out and slash his head at any time. He dared not continue to say this.

Seeing the look of fear suddenly appearing on Manager Qiu's face, Ye Zhao was even more funny. This little girl has a reputation in Guangdong, right?

Before leaving, Manager Qiu regretted it and kept saying how honest his cousin was, he would withdraw from the meeting if he returned to Guangxi. I thought that this fair party was a party-building act. If the boss went to the government to report it and the government came to handle the case, he was afraid that his cousin would be put into prison.

Ye Zhao smiled and comforted him a few words, saying that he must have kept his mouth shut and pretended that he had never heard of it. Then the leader of the Fair Party and the same name and surname as him, and he went to report it himself. Is it fun to do it?

It was true that Manager Qiu heard this. Rui Si happened to run over panting again. Manager Qiu returned to the silver house in front.

"Master!" Rui Si knelt down and beat Qian.

Ye Zhao frowned and said, "After talking about it, all the rules should be simple."

Rui Si smiled and said, "Without outsiders, slaves dare not, and courtesy cannot be abolished!"

Ye Zhao glared at him and said nothing. He had been used to a life of luxury for many years.

Rui Si stood up and lowered his voice, "Master, I found out that Fuliang is lustful and lustful. He just came to Guangzhou and bought a house in Dongdemen. Several red girls from Guangzhou went to his house to get out."

Ye Zhao frowned and said, "There is nothing else?" Although officials are not allowed to visit prostitutes, this is really not a big problem. How can Fuliang be affected by this?

However, this Guangzhou general could only look for his omissions when he was not firmly established. He would never expect that he would deal with him. Thunder means and attack the enemy were unprepared. Now it is the best opportunity. After waiting for a long time, he will take root and become more and more cautious. It will be extremely difficult to deal with him.

No one would have thought that he would take action now, right?

Rui Si rolled his eyes a few times and said, "Master, I have bribed one of the servants of Pig Tsai. Otherwise, I'd just leave it to the slave." Since the master wants to get rid of Fuliang, Rui Si is honest and rude, saying one is pig Tsai and the other is bastard.

Ye Zhao laughed and said, "What do you want to do?"

Rui Si gritted his teeth and said, "It's better to just do it all the time. The medicine will cost him his life. The aphrodisiac is overdose, but this is not a big deal."

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Where is he still using aphrodisiac?"

Rui Si said contemptly: "Look at his stupid appearance, if he doesn't have the Jinshi Pills, can he still play with a woman?" He stuck out his tongue and reached out to gently slap himself in the face, "I speak vulgarly, and I slap my mouth."

Ye Zhao frowned and said, "Stop pretending."

Rui Si just laughed foolishly.

Ye Zhao nodded his head with a fan and said, "You are all bad ideas here, and it doesn't work."

Rui Si smiled and said, "With the master here, how can the slave use his brain? The master's proposition is upright, so the slave can only come up with some bad ideas."

Ye Zhao shook the fan, pondered for a while, and asked, "But I found out what treasures Songyu gave Fuliang?"

Rui Si said angrily: "No, these two bastards are cunning, and the slave has not found any way." When he said this, his eyes lit up and he said: "Master, but Song Yu, who forced a folk woman to be a concubine two years ago, forced him to die."

"Forcing someone to death?" Ye Zhao was stunned.

Rui Si said: "Yes, I heard that the woman's husband died extremely miserably and was beaten to death by someone. Later, the woman also committed suicide by hanging a beam on Songyu's mansion."

Rui Si said something unusual, and Ye Zhao's shock was conceivable. He had not left the capital for twenty years, and under the imperial city, even if it was a yellow belt, it was a rampant and illegal thing. Everything was good. It was always a matter of being a stolen woman and bullying her husband to death like this. It was really shocking. What was even more amazing was that Rui Si knew about this kind of thing. He wanted to come to the streets and heard about it, but no one dealt with him and no one punished him.

Mutern, you, the general in Guangzhou, are doing well!

What kind of suffering did the mandarin duck who was forced to death suffered during his lifetime? How did he resent the injustice of this world?

Ye Zhao picked up the tea cup and savored the tea silently.
Chapter completed!