On a dirt slope east of Xishuimen, there was a gritting teeth at Master Qing San, four sedan chairmen were beside the post road under the dirt slope, guarding the sedan chair, looking timidly at the Prime Minister's eyes and frowning, for fear that they would take him with him in a short while.

"Brothers, what's wrong with the adults these days? I have to lift the broken sedan at home...Brothers haven't carried the sedan for several years, and my shoulders can't bear it anymore. I've been bald these two days..."

"Okay, let's be quiet! I heard from the girl in the inner courtyard that the adults have always quarreled with the eldest lady in the past few days, and after the argument, they drink to drown their sorrows. I guess it should be the matter of the court..."

In fact, they didn't know that Master Qing San was just angry. He had no place to vent his resentment towards Xiao Letian, and he couldn't see Xiao Letian himself, so he had to scatter wildfire with the people around him.

Fu Qing was originally a military general. He liked to ride a horse but not a sedan chair. But this time, in order to get angry with Xiao Letian, he had a childish temper. The more you are accustomed to the foreigners in Tanggu, the more I want to go against you. Don’t you look down on people who are sitting in sedan chairs? I’m going to be sitting in sedan chairs.

As a result, in Tanggu City these days, people can always see the precious Master Qing San sitting back and forth in a half-old sedan chair. It is strange that humans are a habitual animal. It was originally such a common thing to walk sedan chairs everywhere in the Qing Dynasty, but Tanggu has only changed customs for more than two years. When people watch sedan chairs walk on the streets again, they feel like they are different.

It was so strange that a broken sedan was shuttled back and forth between the pedestrians and the carriage. The four sedan chairmen who had already changed their careers were so tired that they felt very uncomfortable even when they carried the sedan chair themselves. They found that everyone on the street was looking at them strangely, and the four of them wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

The military and police in the special zone and the bosses of major businesses all know the relationship between Master Qing San and Prime Minister Xiao. No one dares to provoke him or laugh at him, so he lets him make trouble.

Of course, Fu Qing was not a fool. As the second-in-command deputy minister of the Zongli Yamen, his greatest task was to promote the Westernization Movement of the Qing Dynasty, investigate Jiangnan, and Ryukyu. This is a must-have job every year, and the Tanggu Special Zone, which is close to him, is the top priority he pays attention to. All the experiences here are something he must record.

Various factories have to be inspected, various shops have to be inquired, and even civil affairs work is within the scope of his inspection, such as the most chaotic Xishuimen in Tanggu.

This is the place where household registration and management is controlled by refugees. Everything happens here every day is enough to write a big drama.

Xishuimen is known as the Qing Dynasty refugee Hulao Pass. Every day, thousands of people gather outside Xishuimen, setting up shacks waiting for officials to investigate. This is still during the busy farming season. If it is during the slack season in autumn and winter, there will be tens of thousands of refugees entrenched here every day.

There is a covered area of ​​shacks, and people who cannot survive from all over the world are either alone or gather here with their families to find a glimmer of opportunities. Fortunately, the SAR is very short of staff and has high administrative efficiency, so this does not cause large-scale personnel congestion.

Not only are there people entering, but also going out. There are hundreds or even hundreds of refugees who are deported every day. The refugees who are crying and howling around are rolling around, and the military police who are driven out are added together, and howling ghosts and wolves are howling like hell.

Whenever I see all this, Master Qing is extremely sad. These are all people of the Qing Dynasty. They are picked up by others like animals. Those who are disobedient will be beaten and scolded. This is really a shame.

Just as he was furious, on the post road under the slope, three military and policemen grabbed a man's braid and dragged him on the ground. The struggling man was desperately begging for mercy without knowing the accent of the place he used.

"Uncle... Grandpa Bing... Let me stay for another two months... You are so good..."

"Stop talking nonsense, get out of here, you're just a habitual offender! How many times have you sneaked in with the chaos of changing your name? Get out of here..."

The military and police were not polite and dragged people to the ground like dragging a dead dog. The middle-aged man was dressed in rags and had a face full of black mud and was slutty.

"Stop!" With a loud roar, Master Qing San walked down the slope with a meteor. "What kind of king's law did he violate? Why do you treat it like this?"

Those sedan chair owners turned a blind eye to such things, but they didn't expect that the third master would come today and insist on being a hero. He quickly surrounded him and whispered, "Oh my master! Why do you care about this? If you want to knock whoever you want to drive away, you can knock away? Naturally, there are people's reasons..."

"Bad? This land is the land of the Qing Dynasty. Don't forget that sovereignty is in the hands of the court!" Master Qing San was full of hair and hair, and angrily scolded these ignorant slaves.

The servant dared not to retaliate. He bowed his head and gave way, but cursed in his heart, "What are you angry about us? What sovereignty is not sovereignty, we don't understand. Haven't we all been stolen here to Xiao Letian? Why do you still hear this? The territory of the Qing Dynasty?"

"Hahaha... I'm really good at joking. The soldiers of the Qing Dynasty were all enclosed outside, and the territory of the Qing Dynasty?"

When the military and police saw a magnificent figure, they all stood attentively and saluted. Among them, the older one recognized Master Qing San at a glance.

"Salute! Have seen the Prime Minister of the Qing Dynasty!" The three military police stood at attention and gave a new military salute. The sloppy man under their feet took this opportunity to turn his head and crawl out, running like a rabbit.

"Bastard, you dare to escape?" Three military policemen and a tiger-slapped man pressed the sloppy man under them like a tiger-slapped arhat. After waiting, they went up and opened their bows left and right, just a few mouths.

Master Qing San was so angry that his body trembled, "Stop? Who asked you to hit someone? They were simply a group of bandits!"

The three military and police didn't expect that Master Qing San would take care of this matter, so they couldn't help but let go of their hands, "Sir? You can't beat him, he has deceived us three times..."

"Since last year, this thief has been sloppy as a refugee, and he doesn't even work for him. He just steals chickens and dogs in the streets and alleys and becomes a beggar..."

"We caught it once, and threw it out of Xishuimen, but two months later, he changed his name and tricked Xishuimen's library. He came in again, but was caught again..."

"I've cheated in again this year, this is the third time. If we don't beat him up, he won't know how to remember..."

The older military police bowed and smiled, "Sir! You should also understand that there is no rule, and there is no radius in Tanggu, and this is the Prime Minister's rule! Of course, if you are willing to raise idle people, then we will send them to you, and we will not be able to control this..."
Chapter completed!