Australian Storm 1876

  Chapter 50 Family from Hometown

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  Autumn leaves are golden, which is the harvest season.

  Li Fushou wandered out and came to the courtyard of the manor. On one side of the open space, dozens of strong and powerful men were fighting their bodies, and there was an atmosphere of dragon and tiger jumping.

  Two masters, Hu Tiesheng and Fu Peng, were pointing around. These strong young men are carefully selected good seedlings. They have certain martial arts skills themselves, but they lack the guidance of famous experts.

  After two masters carefully crafted it, the strength has grown rapidly.

  They are both under the leadership of the two bodyguards, directly belonging to Li Fushou’s core guard, and all treatments are first-class.

  Li Fushou pays special attention to his safety and spends a lot of money to gather a group of confidants. These 48 guards are among the best.

  Everyone has applied for naturalization, and they have the opportunity to be the first to choose a white woman. The weaponry and living conditions are higher than ordinary people. In order to win people's hearts, I really worked hard.

Thus

  The members of the guards have a supernatural status, and they have become the envy of Hongmen brothers, and they all want to be one of them.

  "Auspicious Master!"

   Seeing Li Fushou approaching with a smile, everyone on the training ground took their hands together and bowed their knees to salute.

  This etiquette is called "single-legged peace" or "beating a thousand children". It is a common etiquette for the master in the Qing Dynasty.

"No gift, see everyone is happy to practice today, what new tricks did you designate the two masters to teach?" Li Fushou walked over with a smile, watching the strong and strong men sweating, full of strong men The hormonal smell makes my hands itchy; "Come on, let's do two tricks while it's okay, just to move my muscles and bones."

  He said that, but no one dared to step forward.

  Fu Peng clasped his fists and made a fat promise, and said, "Master, don't frighten them. These frizzy boys have not been tuned yet, and there is no seriousness under their hands. Let me accompany the young master to make two moves."

   "Okay, my family's traditional routines have been unfamiliar for a long time, so I have to ask two people for more pointers in the future."

   "Master is polite."

  After the conversation, the two of them started their hands. Li Fushou’s family biography has a lot of origins in the Baguazhang, because he has been practicing the basics since he was a child.

  In addition, young and strong, with agile legs and feet, a set of punches seemed to be shocking. They played well with Fu Peng's "Ping Pong Pong". The guards kept applauding.

Inside the door to see the door, the layman to watch the fun.

  Master Hu Tiesheng, who was standing on the side, watched carefully. He knew that Fu Peng had at least 8 points in his hand, and only used two points to play against the big leader. There was still going back and forth.

anyway

Hu Tiesheng and Fu Peng are both in their early 30s. They have been taught art by a famous teacher since they were young. They have been immersed in fist and foot skills for twenty-six or seven years. By virtue of their outstanding skills, they have become famous in the world. It eats.

  It was really a winter training for thirty-nine, summer training for three days, daily practice without embellishment, a lot of hard work to achieve today.

  According to age, it is the peak period of strength, and the power of one punch and one palm is no small thing.

  The so-called master of civil and martial arts, selling to the emperor’s house.

People from the Caomang Rivers and Lakes in the districts, the imperial court must look down upon them. They are armed with a master of kung fu or apprenticeship in a building, or bend down as an attendant in the nursing home of a wealthy business man, or throw their teeth into the army with a bite of a tooth, and eat the royal salaries.

  In today’s world, where is there a good place for warriors?

  Like the young master, he can lead himself to such a rough man as a confidant, and he is first-class for food and clothing. The people of the rivers and lakes pay attention to the knowledge of the gratitude, even if the life is sold to him, what harm?

   "Hey... stop it."

  Li Fushou relied on his youth to fight against Fu Peng for dozens of rounds. After the initial vigor passed, he began to feel guilty and short of breath, and his strength was obviously unable to catch up.

The sweat-stained cheeks on his forehead flushed, and he rubbed his arms and legs with both hands and breathed in the air; "Master Fu, your arms and legs are like iron bars. I had known that I might as well have a few tricks with my brothers. This is good... I guess. The bruises have suffered bit by bit."

  "Master, please forgive me."

"Don't... I don't blame you. I know that you are keeping your strength. If you break the rock with one foot like in the Central Station Plaza in New York, I won't be enough to fight. It's just that I haven't been active for a long time, and it feels strange. A lot."

   "The young master said that now, taking advantage of the youth to take advantage of more activities, the strength is just waiting for a higher level."

   "It makes sense, I will practice together often in the future..."

  That's it

  A long whistle came from the dock in the distance, which attracted Li Fushou’s attention and blurted out and asked; “Which ship is this docking?”

  "Sir, I just checked, it is the Qingchengshan ship back to Hong Kong."

It was Fiona who was talking. She came with a stack of papers in her hand. The light blue embroidered long skirt swaying on her body was noble, and the white jade neck reflected white light in the autumn sun, as if Saintess.

  Fiona is followed by the female black slave Kris, her dark chocolate complexion is delicate and shiny, and she wore a maid’s skirt with rugged, unique charm.

  A group of young men in the guards involuntarily lowered their heads, or avoided their gazes. Fiona's face was really amazing, like a holy angel falling into the world, her manners were involuntarily convincing.

"Did the Qingcheng Mountain come back from Yantai?" Li Fushou took the warm towel and wiped off his sweat, and placed it on the silver tray in Kris's hand. He smelled the fragrance of roses at the end of his nose, involuntarily Stared at Chris and took a look.

  This little maid is also a sultry little fairy.

   Fiona's big blue eyes flashed an unpleasant color, but she was not embarrassed now, and Li Fushou had always acted arbitrarily and domineeringly, and Fiona did not dare to say anything.

   "Yes, the Qingchengshan ship returned faster than the Longhushan ship to Guangzhou. It should be a smooth journey."

   "Go, get your horse, go and see."

  Li Fushou gave an order, and immediately a black slave brought his mount Xuelifei over. Hu Tiesheng and Fu Peng turned to the stables, preparing to patrol the dock with the young master.

   "The pier is just here, so if you don't need to mobilize the teachers, the two masters don't need to go."

  "Master, this...then let Ahu and Abao lead a few people with you. These two boys are good at doing things, and they are also good at doing things."

   "Okay, let's go now."

The group of people waited for the horse to go, and soon came to the Brisbane River wharf. From a distance, they saw the tall ship bow of the Qingcheng Mountain, hunting the flying Red River Mountain flag in the wind, and the sailors in strong costumes were orderly. The huge ship steadily docked on the dock.

  The freighter gangway unfolded, and the American captain Antonio and the trainee captain Geng Baogui and others saw the young master coming and hurriedly disembarked to greet them.

   "Call..."

  Li Fushou held the horse's reins, turned over and jumped off the horse's back, took a few steps with the whip in his hand and looked up, with a solemn look in his eyes.

On the gunwale of the Qingcheng Mountain, there are crowded heads of all sizes. Men have money rattails without exception. Women and teenagers are all yellow and thin. They are wearing dirty and shabby clothes, and they look like the wind blows. It looks like it's going to fall.

"Master, this time our freighter had just arrived at Yantai Port, and we learned that there was a great famine in southwestern Shandong. Many people who could not survive were selling children and women. It took us only two days to fill a ship. Carefully selected."

   "How many died on the road?"

   "Well... They have been conditioning for a few days before getting on the boat, but after all, their bones were too bad before, so... So more than twenty died, all of them were thrown into the sea."

"Well."

  Li Fushou didn't say much, and stepped onto the gangway with a whip in his hand. After boarding the boat, a group of sailors all kneeled and saluted.

   "Send a courtesy to the big dragon head, and wish the big dragon head auspicious."

   "No gift, get up."

Li Fushou turned his head to look at the refugees who had fallen to their knees under the black pressure. From a distance, he could smell an unpleasant stench. His clothes were ragged, and his eyes showed fear, helplessness and confusion, as well as deep numbness. color.

  This is my compatriot of Chinese blood. It can be seen what kind of scene is the southwestern land of Shandong now?

  Li Fushou stared at them blankly, shocked.

  When he saw the refugee’s tragic situation with his own eyes, it was far more profound than the hearsay, the impact was greater, and the illusion deep in his heart was completely disillusioned.

  Rotten Qing Dynasty, what have you done to my fellow Chinese people?

  The eye sockets were moist in speechlessness, and a line of tears slipped quietly.

  The tears of Li Fushou shocked the trainee captain Geng Bao, and he knelt down to apologize in panic;

"Damn it for a humble job. The sea was windy and heavy. When we passed the Beibu Gulf, we encountered a 10-meter gust of wind and huge waves. Everyone could only be locked in the cabin. After the storm passed, more than a dozen people died. Chaos, more than 10 people died in succession. We were afraid of the epidemic, so we had to throw them all into the sea. I didn't think about it well, so please be punished by the big leader."

"Ugh…"

Li Fushou let out a long sigh and said, "Everyone, please get up. You have suffered from the turbulence of this road, and so many people have died along the way. Of course, Geng Guigui is guilty as a trainee captain. Considering that he has not taken up his post soon, he lacks experience and suffered. When the typhoon hits the waves, it is allowed to lose the merits to see the aftereffects."

   "Thanks for the grace of the big dragon head."

   "Get up, get up all, I am also responsible for this matter. I didn't expect the situation in China to be so bad."

  Li Fushou shook his head and sighed. He saw a group of refugees getting up one after another, looking at him in trepidation, and beckoning to the dock steward;

"Immediately arrange for the refugees to disembark, and ask Mr. He Shoutian to preside over the relevant arrangements. Let the black slaves in the manor boil hot water to bathe them. Everyone should put on warm new clothes and contact the Fulinmen Hotel to arrange meals. Arrange accommodation, tell me what I say...this group of refugees from the country should be taken care of for a period of fifteen days, during which no one is allowed to disturb."

   "Observe orders, do the humble duty immediately."

  Under the arrangement of the wharf, large groups of refugees disembarked one after another. Many people came to the wharf, sitting on the ground with soft legs, and unable to stand up for a long time.

  The black dragons in the manor drove the carriage over, causing another panic among the refugees, and they couldn't suppress it no matter how they shouted.

  They have never seen such a dark person before. Could it be that they rolled in a pile of coal?

  (End of this chapter)