Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 635
In the past few years, the Donglin Party has become a massive civic movement. Song Qingshu has taken over this glorious tradition in recent years. The big riots that have not appeared for a long time once again crowded the cannery near Yingtian Wharf and the Longjiang Shipyard. In the meantime, tens of thousands of people raised their fists and shouted slogans angrily.

"Kill these gangsters!"

"Defend Miss Yu'er!"

The rotten vegetables and leaves are overwhelming, and the empty cans and bamboo boxes are denser than the bullets of the beggars. A restaurant in the middle is almost buried in this filth. Hundreds of forbidden soldiers barely form a shield wall. Their faces and bodies are all dirty. The filth, one by one holding up their shields and unable to lift their heads.

Thanks to these forbidden troops, the unity of the West India Company's newspapers and groups has surpassed that of the Donglin Party era. Next to the restaurant, there are more than a dozen barrels of mixed oil placed there, looking at the furious textile workers and shipbuilders I mean, I actually want to set fire to this restaurant, and burn to death the unlucky eunuch who doesn't know where.

Seeing such a chaotic scene, the beggar who rushed over couldn't even squeeze in. Seeing the dense crowd, Zhou Yuji was so anxious that he directly ordered to fire a gun into the sky, crackling like fried beans. The white smoke filled the sky, who knew that these furious workers didn't even have the slightest intention of avoiding, but still blocked the road tightly.

To say that the future generations will always be the labor movement, the revolutionary nature of the workers is the strongest, and it is fully reflected here.

At the critical moment, a shrill and pleasant cry sounded from the loudspeaker.

"Comrades, comrades, don't get in the way, the commander is here! Our boss is here!"

These words are really more effective than the imperial decree. The crowd who were still rebelling against Yingtian just now suddenly fell silent. Immediately, someone called out the commander in surprise, and a huge crack opened in front of the first division of Qihuo. These soldiers can be counted in.

"What a handsome man, what a handsome man!"

"Don't worry, let the people from the trade union talk to the commander!"

Compared with the scattered and disorderly people, the biggest characteristic of the workers of the West India Company is their discipline. Song Qingshu set up a trade union in every workshop in order to build a bridge of communication between the working class and the capitalists, and under the leadership of these people to mediate Now, even if there is such a big commotion, the workers are secretly orderly.

"Master!"

To appease the workers, dozens of higher-level trade union supervisors gathered together. Yingtian's manager, Han Dahu, who turned out to be Dong Xiaowan's family worker, clasped his fist at Song Qingshu guiltily: "Miss Yu'er is inside, and was detained by those stray dogs." , The little ones are not protected, and the little ones are ashamed!"

"Boss! Don't blame the big guy. The childbirth was good today, but these gangsters suddenly brought people in and searched from house to house. If there is a daughter in the house, they put a yellow note on their foreheads. He said that he was chosen by the palace, and he had to be brought into the palace, and only ten taels of silver could be given to redeem his daughter’s house, and sister Yu’er went to reason with them, and the dog even detained sister Yu’er!”

Qiaoyan, who was carrying a loudspeaker, squeezed over angrily, panting heavily, and said to Song Qingshu. Song Qingshu's face became more gloomy when he heard these words, and he walked straight to the restaurant without saying a word. under.

Seeing that the officers and soldiers came to reinforce them and suppressed the group of "disorderly people" all of a sudden, those forbidden soldiers seemed to have received an amnesty. Seeing Song Qingshu walking out of the army formation, the generals who led the troops didn't know whether they had seen it or not. The dead face is still a newcomer from the north, and he also got out from under his shield, yelling at Song Qingshu arrogantly.

"Your part? How do you manage the law and order? Eunuch Zhang is inside. So many rioters have disturbed the emperor's mission. Can you afford it? Hurry up and give it to me..., ouch!"

Before he finished speaking, Song Qingshu impatiently moved his hand over, clasped the man's face and staggered to the side, finally stood still, so angry that the general of the forbidden army opened his mouth and was about to draw his knife, but the knife Before he could pull out the scabbard, a black gun barrel was suddenly stuffed into his mouth.

"If you dare to fart again, I will kill you! Grandma, dare to talk to the commander like that, you are so tired!"

Pulling the officer's hair, Xiao Bao yelled angrily.Seeing his own head slumped, the dozen or so guardsmen of the forbidden army couldn't help but move forward, but in the end they faced them again, and a row of bayonets pointed at them gleamingly, begging for a living. The master followed Song Qingshu from the north to the south, and he was the one who poked the little devil with the Tartars. The evil spirit is not comparable to these old soldiers of Yingtian. Looking at the situation, the forbidden army seems to be familiar with it as if it had been rehearsed Crashing down on the ground, she put all the weapons aside.

"With these cowards, you can beat Jiannu? Come on! Give them all to me!"

Zhou Yuji, who was so soft-boned, made the teacher, who is also the begging acting military commander, be extremely contemptuous. With a dismissive wave of his hand, the imperial army that had just formed a shield collapsed in an instant. Just cursing and pushing one by one, they were pulled out from the formation, and then kicked out with the outside.

In all of this, Song Qingshu didn't even turn his head, and pushed the eyeless bastard, Xiaobao immediately kicked the forbidden soldier's head out, followed Song Qingshu's buttocks, and arrogantly kicked open the sealed restaurant door.

The Song Qingshu I read here is a bit tired and crooked, his restaurant!Let this group of eunuchs make a mess by rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and the cash box of the shopkeeper was turned upside down, good guy, it really caught up with Ming Qiang.Seeing Song Qingshu come in, those Jinyiwei and little eunuchs inside were trying to put on a show, but before they could say anything, they looked at Xiaobao and pointed at the pistols, and these guys also rushed to the corner squat.

There was also a leading party who seemed to recognize Song Qingshu, bent over in front of him with a sad face and made a gesture of invitation, leading him upstairs.

The bottom is a mess, but the dead eunuch above will enjoy it and occupy the best upper room. Before Song Qingshu can walk over, the urging of the yin and yang inside has been clearly heard.

"Little girl, think about it clearly. Entering the palace is like turning a sparrow branch into a phoenix. Being able to serve the Lord Long Live is a blessing you have cultivated in eight lifetimes. Don't be ignorant! This means that you have become rich in today's troubled times. In normal times, if you, a lowly prostitute, want to enter the palace, there is no way!"

"You should say something to the man!"

There was a slap on the face, I don't know what's going on inside, the eunuch leading the way outside seemed to have a cramp, his face was twisted, and he wanted to push the door open, but he didn't prevent Xiaobao from hitting his forehead with a gun, and immediately Be honest again.His face was extremely gloomy, Song Qingshu went up and kicked it, and the two sliding doors fell down with a clatter.

"Those who killed a thousand swords, didn't the man say that you are not allowed to disturb? You are tired of work..., Jing, Jingnanhou!"

What is anticlimactic, pretentious and respectful, suddenly raised his body, rolled his eyes before seeing clearly, this eunuch shrank directly on the ground like noodles, he had not only dealt with Song Qingshu during the days when he was enthroned, Back then, a hundred righteous men broke into Luoyang, captured Prince Fu alive, and abducted the Princess of the princess. He still can't forget the prestige.

"I don't know how the emperor is here. I don't know that you are coming, Lord Jingnan, and the old slave is far away. Damn it!"

Before he pretended to slap himself both, the surprised words of Yu'er almost made him cry.

"Father..., Marshal, you, you are here!"

Tied to a chair, with a piece of yellow paper on her forehead, and a red palm print on her small face, she was obviously wronged a lot. When she saw Song Qingshu, Yu'er's eyes turned red, and she suppressed sobbing.

Now she has stopped performing most of the time, but a large part of the medical benefits of the West India Company is controlled by Yu'er, which is why she is so popular in the army and among the workers, especially Yu'er never On the contrary, she even has a little low self-esteem. When she needs to take responsibility, she knows that she is a handsome and righteous daughter, but when she is in front of others, she hesitates and dare not admit it, for fear that her low status will lower Song Qingshu's reputation.

It is estimated that today's disturbance is also related to her temperament, but Song Qingshu felt even more distressed after reading it. He went up and directly tore off the yellow paper on her forehead and threw it on the ground, and then cut the rope with a knife.

"Master Hou, anyway, she is your adopted daughter. With her name, she will definitely have a place in the palace. Why don't you come and kiss me? Why don't you just..."

It never occurred to me that I could offend Song Qingshu. It was an eunuch after all. This man surnamed Zhang knelt on the ground, rolled his eyes twice, and said flatteringly, this idea is bad enough. He wants to marry his niece to his brother-in-law ?The ending is destined to be unlucky for this guy. Before he finished speaking, Song Qingshu turned around and kicked out. After all, he was a trained general. The kicked eunuch Zhang flew more than two meters away, and slammed into the corner of the wall. Holding his chest, he almost couldn't catch his breath.

"You, really!"

Helplessly blaming Yu'er, he got up with her, and immediately Song Qingshu waved his hand to Xiaobao angrily, pointing at the slap mark on Yu'er's face and humming.

"It's up to you!"

"Come on, handsome, just take a look!"

He was so excited as if he was about to jump high, he suddenly pulled up the eunuch Zhang who was staring at him, Xiao Bao spat in the palm of his hand, and then there was a crisp sound, which made the teeth of the eunuch leading the way sore.

The matter went on for half an hour, but it was resolved. More than 3000 imperial guards were all beaten severely. What made them humiliated was that when they came, they pasted yellow notes blackmailing the girl on their foreheads.

"Get out of here! Don't let me see you again, haha!"

Kicking the buttocks of the leader of the imperial guards, Han Dahu yelled high-spiritedly, staggered and fell to the ground, watching the tens of thousands of dock workers at the port behind him screaming curses and shouts, these people usually One by one, the military masters with their eyes upturned ran out in embarrassment, crying for their father and mother.

Half an hour later, Zijin Mountain Bieyuan.

"Marshal, did you hit the emperor's messenger?"

The door was pushed open with a creak, and Ma Shiying, who was full of bitterness, ran in anxiously...

(End of this chapter)