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Chapter 180

October [-]th, the twenty-ninth day of the eighth lunar month.

The autumnal equinox was more than ten days ago. According to the division of solar terms, it should be considered autumn in the north and south of Qianguo, but Yujiang County is still hot.

The vast territory of the Republic of China has a common set of solar terms and seasons, which is nonsense.

Behind the wall of the Transport Bureau, in a shadow.

"Watching the people from the second anti-smuggling team busy all day long, I don't know what they are busy with."

One of the anti-smuggling teams, a salt patrol officer who has been cracking down on salt smuggling, clutches a bolt-action rifle in his hand, leans his shoulders against the wall, and slaps his face with his palms, which doesn't help.

This is a newly recruited anti-smuggling team of salt police officers after Xi Xuanyue’s excuse of lack of manpower after the last Adjutant Chang’s incident. Such young and strong young men have recruited over a hundred of them, all of whom are local farmers. .Everything else is fine, just a newcomer, still curious.

"Hush." ​​The old salt policeman who led the team glared at him, "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask."

Although he didn't work in the same building as the Second Anti-smuggling Team, he was an old salt policeman, and he had heard about the Second Anti-smuggling Team more or less.

He knew in his heart that looking at the same uniforms, they were all salt policemen, but the second anti-smuggling team was not the same as them, and it was not without regulations in the bureau that "you must not talk about things that are not your job."

After being scolded by the old salt policeman, the young salt policeman stopped in a sensible manner, but people can't relax, especially now that there is no job of anti-smuggling salt, and it's not their turn to stand guard, it's too idle.

With a tut, the young policeman started another conversation, talking about the latest news in Yujiang City recently.
"Do you know that the Yujiang Martial Arts Competition is about to be held?"

"Old news, change it."

The young salt policeman touched his nose,
"Have you heard that there is a reporter missing in Yujiang City?"

"It's a big deal and I'll die. What's the point of a broken reporter disappearing." The old salt policeman waved his big-brimmed hat in boredom.

What I was waiting for was this sentence, how else could I show that I was well-informed? The young policeman stretched his neck, "Hey, this one is different. I heard that besides the newspaper office he worked for, the warlord... bah... whoever in the military is also looking for it?" finding."

The young salt policeman slapped himself, but the old salt policeman pretended not to have heard the word "valve" and raised his eyebrows.

"Without a reporter, what are those soldiers looking for?"

"You don't know about this, there is a theory in it." The young salt policeman was triumphant.

"Tsk, hurry up!" The old salt policeman glared at him again.

"First, I heard that the reporter is a descendant of a rich family in Hebei Province;

Secondly, that reporter was very famous in Yujiang Newspaper before, and he was famous for his stupidity and boldness. Did he know about the Qiliu Factory? He reported it.As soon as he disappeared now, many people suspected that he might have broken into some big case again and was tricked;

Three years ago, a month ago, that kid didn't know what kind of shit luck he had, and he caught an old farmer, but he didn't make it through the trial at that time, but he was found out a few days ago, and the old farmer was actually the second head of his mother's Liulongzhai. Unexpectedly, after making such a contribution, General Guan thought of enlisting this kid as an aide. "

What the young patrolman said was absurd, but in the period of the Republic of China, this was commonplace.

Well-educated, the family is trustworthy (Ji province is also the territory of the warlords of the Hu clan), and for some reason, the warlords are famous for recruiting literati who have a career as a newspaperman as their staff...

(Wu Qing’s staff who were journalists in his previous life: Dai Jitao, Chen Bulei, Zhang Ji, Yang Du, Zhu Zhixin...)
Probably because of their fame, some warlords have been inspired to collect...

One old and one young, the two salt policemen were chatting when suddenly an awkward voice intervened.

"Excuse me, both of you, what is the name of the missing reporter you mentioned?"

The two salt policemen turned their heads, they didn't know each other with their young but sharp faces, but they knew each other with the policeman's badge on their shoulders, and they were shocked immediately.

Swish!
The two stood up straight with their heads up, chests in, their stomachs in, the butts of their guns hit the ground, their feet were together, and they saluted.
"Hello sir."

On the contrary, Wu Qing, who had never experienced this kind of battle, was a little embarrassed, so he nodded casually and asked again,
"What is the reporter's name?"

"Report sir, Shen Yimin." The young salt policeman replied.

After Wu Qing got the answer, she murmured what she was cursing, turned around and hurried to the second anti-smuggling team.

One old and one young can be faintly heard chatting behind them.

"I said, why did you look at the eyes, it turned out to be from the second anti-smuggling team..."

"Hey! I told you to stop talking nonsense, they are better than us..."

Wu Qing, who had gone away like a gust of wind, could not hear him. The reason for his hasty footsteps was that he probably, perhaps, knew where the reporter disappeared.

Reporter Shen Yimin, last month's No. 13, Zhang Guanglie's case, this person was caught by Wu Qing for secretly filming, and Wu Qing ordered someone to lock him up casually.

Later, one after another, not to mention Wu Qing, the other salt police also forgot about this kid. What's more, this kid seemed to know that he was secretly filming, and he didn't tell anyone why he went there After being arrested, no one knew that it was the salt police who arrested him...

This put such a guy who has been recruited by Guan Chunwu as an aide, and can go directly to Tianting in the future, to the second anti-smuggling team, and he was imprisoned in the dark basement for twenty days...

Even if you are not afraid, but you can't be more diligent?The second anti-smuggling team has had enough things these days, so stop looking for trouble.

Murder?Don't be funny, Wu Qing just got a piece of advice that puts good characters first...

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The Jincui Tower couldn't afford it, so one was placed upstairs.

Chang Ying was busy, but the second anti-smuggling team could not be without sincerity, and Wu Qing accompanied him.

But the banquet didn't last long, Wu Qing had no intention of dragging people to his death to apologize, Shen Yimin was imprisoned for more than 20 days, and he was a little scared when he saw the uniform of the salt police, and promised,
"I was wrong about this matter. How can I find trouble with the second anti-smuggling team in the future?"

He is a master who can distinguish right from wrong, and Wu Qing is also straightforward, without a word of nonsense, taking money and car keys.

The apology from the Luck Bureau.

This matter is over for Wu Qing, but as the master, there is no reason to leave first. Shen Yimin and a military friend whom he called to help out first left.

The two came to the downstairs of Deyi Building, Shen Yimin covered his eyes and looked at the sun, and let out a long breath, the soldier next to him just thought it was funny,
"Why, seeing the sun again, I am so sad."

"Almost, not quite..."

Shen Yimin subconsciously just wanted to laugh out in line with his identity, but he didn't smile freely, and out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a skinny and skinny child picking up slop to eat at the alley next to Deyi Building.

It's not the whole bucket, the whole bucket has been bought to feed pigs... It's the swill that swayed to the ground when pulling the cart.

Shen Yimin felt a little clouded in his heart.

For Wu Qing, the average life expectancy is less than forty, and the premature mortality rate exceeds 50.00%. Soldiers, hunger, drought, waterlogging, pestilence, locusts, and other disasters, the bad morals of the Qian Kingdom are just a backdrop.

The old beggars on the street only threw a stone at Wu Qing when he first arrived, and he never paid attention to these beggars again.

The gap between the rich and the poor between the untouchables and the officials is exaggerated, and Wu Qing is just thinking about it. He didn't realize that the poor are so poor that Yu Jiang alone will starve to death a dozen people every day. This is still summer and autumn. A carload of corpses would be pulled outside the city.

The blood babies in Shuixi were just a tool Wu Qing used to exchange favors from Chang Ying, but the abandoned baby tower in the suburbs of Shuixi had been cleaned up countless times this year alone.

For Shen Yimin, he felt the same way.

Some people say that the current state of chaos in Qianguo is the legacy of the Western-Taiwan invasion in 15. However, it was 15 years ago that the Thai-Western people were closed. , unabated.

As if he had already confirmed the fact, Shen Yimin glanced at the soldiers beside him.

Do you think your warlords are the masters of the country?
He smiled and said to the soldier in a joking tone,

"Journalists are the eyes and ears of the people and the mouthpiece of the republic, believe it or not?"

The soldiers were still confused, so Shen Yimin squatted next to the skinny child picking up slop,

"Where's your father?"

"Dead." The child bit his finger and replied numbly.

"Where's Mom?"

"Also dead."

"Who in the family is still alive?"

"No home."

Shen Yimin stood up, and the soldier came over and asked him, "If you have pity on him, just give him money. Why do you ask so much?"

Shen Yimin shook his head, "Giving money won't save him. Let's go."

"Where?"

"my home."

"what?"

"Take my precious camera gun that was imported before the country closed down."

"We are going to the military camp, what are you doing with that thing?"

"Why do you think General Guan asked me to use this pen? Of course, he wanted me to use my pen to publicize the military power. I think the pen is useless. I wrote a lot of manuscripts before, and they were all suppressed. People believe it, but if it is photographed, the people will only believe it if they see it with their own eyes.

"Really?"

"Really, I tried."

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Arriving at the station of the Ninth Mixed Brigade in the suburb of Shuidong, Shen Yimin, who had just received the letter of appointment for the guard and staff, was like a curious baby.
"Where is that?"

"School field."

"Where is that?"

"Yanwutang."

"there?"

"arsenal."

"Oh." The clear voice made the soldier who accompanied him laugh out loud, "Okay, you look like a small family, it's embarrassing."

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On Wu Qing's first day in Yujiang, he chose two martial arts gyms and one teahouse.

When picking up the second Xiping martial arts gym, the apprentice Liu Xiping who was the gatekeeper mistook Zhang Ziqi for Liu Xiping's guest, Mr. Zhang.

In fact, Mr. Zhang is a man named Zhang Suying.

He is not simple, he is the vice president of the Yujiang branch of the Qianguo Warrior Association, and he went to Liu Xiping that day for one thing.

Yujiang Martial Arts Entertainment Conference.

Wu Qing saw it in the newspaper about two months ago, but he must have forgotten it. (You too)

The original plan of the Yujiang Branch of the Qian Kingdom Samurai Association was to convene martial artists from the entire Nanjiang Province to compete.

Unfortunately, it was scheduled to be in mid-October, but due to the influence of the "accumulated disease" detected by the second anti-smuggling team, the entertainment conference was postponed to November, but most of the martial artists who were invited to come did not receive the information. Still rushing to Yujiang.

For such a grand event, it is natural that caravans gather, tourists come and go, and even martial artists from outside the province are rushing to Yujiang.

Such a large-scale personnel exchange usually requires investigations by troops stationed in various places, but in this situation, investigations cannot be carried out.

No, on the Huangsha Avenue west of Yujiang City that Wu Qing had only been to ten days ago, a caravan of a hundred people was scattered.

A carriage in front of the caravan ran into a woodcutter. The woodcutter let out an oops, and the firewood scattered, and the guards of the caravan immediately scolded him.

"What are you eating, get out of here!"

They are vicious, not like exquisite caravan guards, but like bandits!
A gust of autumn wind blew up the door curtain of a carriage in the middle of the caravan, revealing a man sitting cross-legged like a statue. He whispered a few words to a subordinate outside the window of the car, and the subordinate rushed over and handed a piece of paper to the woodcutter. Yinyuan, I apologized before letting people go, and let the woodcutter call him a good person.

The caravan was on its way.

Such caravans, brigades, and tourists come from Yujiang County as the center. The garrisons and county offices in each surrounding county will not feel that there are too many people clearing the customs, but only feel that it is their direction. There are too many people here.

These days, there is no such advanced mechanism as cooperation between various regions to count the participants.

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Wu Qing put on her big-brimmed hat, tidied up her uniform a bit, paid for the meal, and went downstairs.

He also saw the scrawny, dirty child in front of the building. There are many such children in Yujiang. He originally wanted to walk over like this, but after thinking about it, seeing the child's appearance of seven or eight years old, he turned back to the Deyi Building and called shopkeeper,

"Do you know my clothes?"

The fat shopkeeper cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Sir, you are joking, how could you not recognize him?"

"That's good." Without further ado, Wu Qing took out a 50 yuan bill, "Do you mind having multiple employees?"

The shopkeeper pushed the money back, "Sir, I'm sorry, I'm short of a buddy."

The Xiaopaotang in Deyilou next to it couldn't help but roll its eyes.

"You should keep the money." Wu Qingchao pouted proudly outside the building, "That kid."

The shopkeeper was taken aback, and understood what Wu Qing was doing with the 50 yuan, and he was also very agile. He took the 50 yuan from Wu Qing's hand, called two waiters, and went to bring the child in.

Wu Qing arched her hands, "I entrust you."

"You're welcome. I'll ask a doctor to show him tonight. Don't worry, I'll spend all the money on him."

"That kid can't be used as a waiter, so I forced you. Next time I have a banquet, I'll pay you back. See you later."

Wu Qing smiled and walked out of the proud building.People are polite, and he is also polite.

Unexpectedly, I met a more polite person outside the building.

A Taoist priest passing by outside the building, wearing a bamboo hat, pale gold face, a pair of thick eyebrows slanted into the sky, and a mahogany sword on his back, watched Wu Qing, who was wearing a salt police uniform, come out of the door of Deyilou, and just glanced at himself , walked straight towards him, knowing that his identity as a heretic qi practitioner had been found out, so he didn't panic at all, and when Wu Qing approached, he burst into a smile,

"I advise you, it's best to turn around and leave."

Wu Qing was happy instead, "What kind?"

"In this way, 20 years later, when your children and grandchildren are full and your family is happy, every time you think back to this moment, you will be extremely grateful-at this moment, you turned around and left."

　This is not a new line, this is the old line.Just speeding things up.

　　This time it's not a conspiracy, it's a worldview unfolding.

　　I won't add many details in it. I know that you book friends are poisonous, so let me go, thank you Dade.

　　All the foreshadowing before will be put away in the future.

　　Someone told me not to post "writer's words" often, because I would be complained about... (laughs)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)