Until Fang Muye left, Zhang Weng's mind was still not calm. He sat in the front hall, looking at the betrothal gifts piled up like a hill, and was lost in thought.

In this era, it was common for an old man to have a young wife. Although Fang Muye was only a few years younger than Zhang Weng, his appearance looked like he was in his late thirties, and he had never been married. Moreover, he was a high-ranking member of the imperial court.

Commanding a province of green battalion horse infantry, he has an absolutely high position and authority.

Zhang Weng was too late to be happy when his daughter got married. How could he care about age? He was dissatisfied with the fact that the precious daughter he saved earlier was robbed, and he wanted to give Fang Muye some color. Fang Muye had already said "uncle"

"In the title, it disappeared without a trace.

Regarding the marriage between Fang Muye and Zhang Shaoyun, Zhang Weng naturally had no objection at all. After some discussion, he saw that ten days later was an auspicious day, so he decided to set the wedding day on that day.

Zhang Shaojun said goodbye to Fang Muye and returned to the front hall. When he saw Zhang Weng sitting in a daze, he happily shouted: "Dad."

Zhang Weng came back to his senses and looked at Zhang Shaoyun who couldn't restrain his joy. He suddenly sighed in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Oh, my precious daughter is getting married soon."

Zhang Shaojun saw that his father was a little depressed, so he walked over and comforted him: "Dad, even if my daughter gets married, she is still your daughter."

Zhang Weng touched Zhang Shaoyun's head and said while recalling: "Back then, your mother passed away early, and my father was only busy with business and neglected to care for you two sisters, but you were wronged."

Zhang Shaoyun held Zhang Weng's hand and said, "You are busy with business for the good of this family." Having said this, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity that Shaoxuan can't come back when I get married."

Zhang Weng comforted him: "Shaoxuan is in the UK. I have sent the news. I am afraid it will take more than two months for her to come back, which will delay your life-long events. Besides, I can't worry about the business in the UK. You should hurry up."

After the marriage is completed, I can go back early and see your sister."

In the evening, Fang Muye took Huang Feihong to Songhe Tower for a banquet.

"Brother God!" He Yunwen smiled and bowed to Fang Muye, and then hugged Huang Feihong who followed him: "Master Huang!"

Last night, the members of the militia were escorted out by Fang Muye. He Yunwen knew that Fang Muye had some relationship with Huang Feihong, but he did not expect that he would bring Huang Feihong to the banquet.

Huang Feihong smiled and clasped his fists in return: "Master He."

Fang Muye said with a smile on the side: "Brother He, Feihong is my nephew in the next generation. I heard that I had some misunderstandings with Lord He, so I brought him here to apologize. I hope Brother He doesn't mind."

"Haha, it turns out that the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple. Master Huang, I didn't say it before. Let's get closer in the future." He Yunwen laughed and raised his hand in vain: "Brother God, Master Huang, please!"

The three of them bowed politely, sat down one after another, and began to exchange cups and cups, chatting and laughing happily.

After drinking for three rounds, Yan Zhendong walked upstairs, first bowed to the two adults at the table, then walked to Fang Muye, leaned over and whispered in his ear, and then stood up and stood behind him.

He Yunwen saw this and asked, "Brother God, is there something wrong?"

Fang Muye smiled and said, "Brother He, you know why I came to Foshan."

He Yunwen raised his eyebrows and asked, "Oh? But there is progress?"

Fang Muye said loudly: "Yes, my subordinates have just arrested the criminal. If Brother He has nothing to do later, you might as well follow me and take a look."

He Yunwen laughed and said: "I have my wish, but I don't dare to ask my ears!"

In the Foshan Dusi Office, Fang Muye and He Yunwen were sitting on the left and right sides of the hall, while Huang Feihong was sitting on one side.

Yan Zhendong shouted loudly: "Bring someone to commit crime!"

Immediately, officers and soldiers escorted a bearded man in his thirties to the hall. He had a bearded Chinese face, but he had short hair and was wearing a black suit. Even if he was arrested, he still looked arrogant and indifferent.

Look.

The officer and soldier who was escorting him kicked him on the back of his knees, and the bearded man immediately knelt on the ground.

The bearded man was probably afraid of being punished again, so he did not stand up and asked firmly: "Sir, I am the comprador of the American Jameson merchant ship, why do you want to arrest me?"

Fang Muye shouted: "Why do we want to arrest you? You have done something wrong!"

The bearded man sneered: "My lord, I don't know what I have committed. Please tell me. If I am framed, Mr. Jackson will seek justice for me."

Fang Muye couldn't help laughing angrily when he saw the bearded man looking confident. He was just a comprador, but relying on his connections with the American merchant ship, he thought he was superior to others and even ignored the imperial officials. It was really ridiculous.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: Only when the country is without a country can the world's moral standards decline, resulting in this situation.

Fang Muye said sternly: "You have acted as an accomplice to the tiger. In the name of recruiting workers, you have trapped the people of the country and harmed your compatriots. Now that the matter has been exposed, you still haven't actually recruited them!"

The bearded man was startled, his eyes rolled, but he still said sternly: "Sir, we are recruiting serious workers. You agree with me and we signed the contract. Don't let me be deceived."

Fang Muye smiled coldly: "Do you really know nothing about me as an official? You are bullying Chinese people who cannot read foreign languages. You call it a recruitment contract, but it is actually a contract to sell yourself. You ship people to the United States to work hard in exchange for travel expenses and meals.

Not to mention how many people were thrown into the sea by you on the road. Even when they arrived in the United States, they were marked like pigs and beaten to death for the slightest attempt to escape. You treat human life as nothing, how dare you call yourself a human being?

"

The bearded man heard Fang Muye speak so clearly, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and knew that the matter had indeed been exposed. He couldn't help but panic in his heart and stopped talking.

Fang Muye glanced at him: "You still don't say yes? Come here, drag him down and hit him with thirty big boards. I'll see if he's still tough on his words!"

Immediately, some officers and soldiers dragged the bearded man down. This was not the yamen that tried the case, so there was no way to beat people. However, the officers and soldiers who were doing the work were somewhat smart and found military sticks to carry out the execution.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! This thing can hit people much harder than a wooden board. After only ten sticks, the bearded man couldn't stand it anymore. He cried "Stop hitting me, I will hit you".

His officers and soldiers ignored him and just beat him with thirty sticks, beating the bearded man's buttocks to pieces and leaving him bloody and bloody.

When the bearded man was dragged back to the hall, he looked seriously injured and weak. Without waiting for Fang Muye to ask, he cried: "Sir, I have done all my attacks, please don't fight me anymore!"

At that moment, Big Beard poured out all the evil things he had done to help the Jackson merchant ship.

Listening to his description, everyone in the hall felt as if they had seen a hell on earth. They saw countless Chinese being pushed into this hell and unable to survive. They were all so angry that they gritted their teeth and clenched their fists.

What so many Chinese people rushed aboard with full of longing and interest was not a merchant ship bound for Jinshan Mountain, but a ghost ship bound for Corpse Mountain.

He Yunwen didn't expect that such a thing would happen under his nose. He was so angry that he couldn't help but curse loudly: "Asshole!"

The bearded man cried and begged for mercy: "Sir, I did it all. This is all what that foreign devil Ji Xun forced me to do. Please spare me!"

Fang Muye was filled with rage at this time, wishing he could kill all the foreigners who had done evil in this land and burn all the injustices in the world.

"You helped foreigners commit such heinous evil, and yet you dare to beg for mercy. Go and ask the compatriots you harmed if they are willing to spare you!"

“The dignity of the Chinese people cannot be insulted!”

"As a Chinese, you collaborate with foreigners to kill Chinese people! You are such a forgetful person. Since you have abandoned your nation and are willing to be dogs, then I will send you to see your God."

"Someone, drag him down and chop him down!"

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