Saturday at 11 a.m.

The copperplate is painted on the copperplate: A woman with white hair is kneeling on the ground, stretching her hands to the sky, and stretching her bag on one hand, writing a big word "injustice". Zhuang Fei will stand on the left side of the woman, pointing her chest with one hand to the top of her head, making her heartbroken; Li Meng stands on the right side of the woman, stretching her lunge forward, and stretching her hands towards the woman at first glance. At first glance, it looks like a bayonet, with a holy rescue look; Zhong Erzai is directly opposite the woman, and he kneels on one knee, stretches his hands forward, as if he wants to hug the woman, with a look of empathy; Lin Liuming stands outside the four "extras", smiling, and writes a banner in his hand, with the four big words "maintaining the people".

"Enough! Are they from the opera troupe?" Zhang Qijie threw the "Imperial News" with disgust on the table.

In addition to the Imperial Daily, his desk was filled with newspapers and magazines. Anyway, all the newspapers and magazines that Longchuan might buy were on it, and he was looking at the public opinion's evaluation of himself.

Recently, Longchuan has become the national focus, not the election. Although the election has always been trying to become the focus, it is really a snowy day. Although there is a focus, it cannot form real quality. The focus is that Longchuan Public Security Bureau destroyed the yamen.

This caused a huge sensation.

Overnight, Director Zhang, an unknown director from a small place, became a star in the political situation.

Government officials from all over the country invited powerful affairs officers like the director of the Public Security Bureau and asked cordially: "Where are the children going to school?" "What are the difficulties in work?"

The above situation is generally in areas where the relationship between government officials and affairs officials is generally common. If the government officials have already joined hands with the government officials to make money, the government officials will ask for their own share. If the government officials and affairs officials are in a state of affairs, the government officials will definitely be collecting the adults' black materials and are preparing to attack the yamen at night. The government officials are not vegetarians. A local government official simply used his government officials as a militia camp: Are you going to deal with me? You have police, and I have militias!

The more critical battlefield is in the media and the court. Government officials from all walks of life want to rescue Liu Guojian or not let Director Zhang escape unscathed; while officials from all walks of life want to step on Liu Guojian to death, not only to get Director Zhang and the others away, but also to portray heroes.

But this kind of thing is not easy to say, so you can't say it openly: "He has too much power, I'm very scared!" Or "I have a lot of power, I'm very happy!" Everyone had to make an argument on law enforcement and discuss whether it was really a law-based approach.

The media who don’t know the inside story are very excited: Director Zhang, a guy who defeats the strong with the weak, is born a star, so he mobilized his subordinates to copy the yamen! What’s more, there was a gun battle!

As a result, all newspapers across the country reported that "Everyone is created and equal before the law!" This bold statement that Director Zhang had told reporters before he was detained was of course an excuse for him to break up with Liu Guojian and to punish each other.

Overnight, the so-called thing, the law, became a fashionable term in the Song Dynasty, especially for officials, who always talk about the law and everyone was created equal.

What exactly is law? What is created equality for everyone? Fuck! Who knows! Who/care!

Thanks to this big incident, the place name Longchuan became famous because it was famous. The shy election also appeared everywhere to steal the limelight.

However, Zhang Qijie was very depressed. He was no match for Fang Bingsheng at all.

Because something big happened in Longchuan, reporters gathered all over the country. Even if the emperor did not call on them to come to do news, they would come. So the newspapers were full of the three words "Democratic Party". Fang Bingsheng was very good at making shows. For example, what was the woman who pretended to be Dou E in this issue of the Emperor's newspaper "The Democratic Manifesto to Be a Democratic Manifesto and Accept the Complaints of Injustice"? Zhang Qijie, a local, didn't know that there was such a bitter and revenge local woman? It must have been hired by Fang Bingsheng to act.

This is too shameless, but because it is too shameless, the Presbyterians can't learn it and are embarrassed to learn it. The result is that the Presbyterians cannot enter the newspapers. You speak and do things in a stable manner, and the ghost reports to you! The four Democratic people have repeatedly shown their faces and occupied various newspapers. Now it seems that even if the four of them cannot be elected as members of parliament, they will never have to worry about food and clothing in their lives as Western mime actors.

Not only is it not as popular as Fang Bingsheng, but even canvassing votes is not his opponent.

Zhang Qijie and the others naturally heard that Fang Bingsheng used the circus to buy votes, and it was extremely successful. Now they are rushing to sell them to his family. It is said that they have bought more than 1,000 votes, and they are sure to win!

And the Presbyterians sang against them, and they couldn't sing at all.

After defeating Liu Guojian, Li Guangxi quickly invited a opera troupe from Huizhou, and invited the people to listen to opera for free, tea and melon seeds for free, and served them carefully. Although the people who listened to opera were full every day, the bastards clearly took advantage of it and said it was nice: "Okay, okay, okay, I will definitely choose you." But in fact, some people didn't register voters at all, and some people just registered but sold them to Fang Bingsheng. They watched the circus for an hour and then watched the Cantonese opera of the Presbyterian Church in the afternoon. The living standards of the people in Longchuan were greatly improved, and everyone was smiling.

The result was that the opera troupe of the Presbyterian Church paid the money and smiled, but he couldn't get a ticket.

Wang Yu's family was relatively rigid, so they strictly followed the election tutorial for eating/shit in the newspaper, and built a shed in Sany Square. They led a few workers to sit there every day. Some people came and said that they wanted to turn Longchuan into a city of Christ, and everyone lived and worked in peace. As a result, they only heard beggars and the boss selling buns next door. The former was to make money every day, while the latter was to get the election flyers printed by Wang Yu's family and take them back to sell them.

Fang Bingsheng's circus became the number one spoken word in Longchuan, and everyone said it was called a circus. He deliberately asked women and children to watch it first, and even tossed the men at home. Li Guangxi's son had already visited it three times, and he wanted to see it every day. His son went to see it once, and he begged his mother to take it to see it for the second time, which made Zhang Qi angry: "You guy can't watch it once, but you have to watch it for the second time? Aren't you giving it to Fang Bingsheng for money? What's so good about it?!"

The current election situation is that Fang Bingsheng and his gang are far ahead. Moreover, because of Fang Bingsheng's outstanding organizational and manipulation ability, they have gained the most profit from the circus. Maybe they don't have to pay for tickets at all. The income he retails to women's circus tickets can be worth the expense of buying men's votes!

Get money from your wife and children and then return it to you. You are grateful and bet on him and prove that you will be able to vote for him.

The scumbags coming from the capital are so sharp!

And I was all invested, and there was no penny income. As a result, I lost my wife and soldiers, and the money and people's hearts were not settled. Yesterday, Zhang Qijie felt that this was not possible and wanted to learn from Fang Bingsheng's mortgaged money to force the vote, but Li Guangxi immediately said, "Old Zhang, come on! We don't even dare to collect money, and collect a cent of silver. That guy turned around and left immediately. Do you believe it?"

It’s right to think about it. Everyone has never seen a circus, but Cantonese opera is not rare.

The workers are also very dangerous. Many workers who originally agreed to vote for Zhang Qiqiao said every time, "I lost my good citizen certificate and can't hand it over to Boss Zhang for the time being." Is it really lost? Or should I exchange it for circus tickets and silver dollars?

Zhang Qijie was so angry that he scolded the group for betraying his qualifications to be the eldest son for a bowl of red bean soup (Bible allusion), but the problem is that they are just stupid: votes? In their eyes, they are really not as good as red bean soup, let alone a free circus performance.

Should I also go to the capital to invite some Western fresh things like circuses? The question is how much does it cost? Fang Bingsheng's circus has lions and tigers! At least one or two thousand silver dollars, right? Will the elders share the burden with so much money? Will he succeed if he pays out of his own pocket? Because even if he invites him, can he be sure to compete with a scum like Fang Bingsheng? Most of the voters mortgaged cash from him and were kidnapped!

The more Zhang Qijie thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more helpless he thought about it.

But being angry and helpless is useless. It seems that this election is really like what Fang Bingsheng said: I bet on my life to get an impossible race ticket.

Zhang Qijie, who had no choice but to do anything, rested his head on the back of the chair and breathed a long sigh.

Just then, Qi Yunlu came.

Today, this guy was wearing a suit, his hair was smooth and he had oily hair. At first glance, he looked like Li Guangxi. He had a briefcase under his arm. When he saw Zhang Qijie, he smiled and said, "Old Zhang, are you busy?"

These days, Qi Yunlu has been repairing her dormitory. She is a guest who sits here every day. She is so familiar. When she saw him, Zhang Qijie sat upright from the chair. While cleaning up the messy newspapers on the table, she smiled at him: "Xiao Qi, sit down, why are you polite? Why are you wearing so straight clothes today? Are you new customers?"

Qi Yunlu sat carelessly on the sofa, looked at Zhang Qijie behind the desk and said, "I have something to ask you today."

"Okay, let's talk." Zhang Qijie waved his hand and said.

Qi Yunlu sighed, pointed to her hair and said, "Look, I'm dressed like this today. Actually, I just went to two big banks on Sany Street and wanted to make a loan. But their conditions are too harsh and the interest rates are very high. I want to ask you to help me and lend me some money."

"Loan? Do you pay the loan? How much do you borrow?" Zhang Qijie asked in surprise.

Qi Yunlu thought for a while and said, "Can you lend me three thousand yuan?"

"So much? What are you going to do?" Zhang Qijie was shocked.

Qi Yunlu smiled bitterly, spread her hands and said, "This is not much. Don't worry, am I working in a dormitory with you? The project is worth more than 2,000 silver dollars, and you actually have no risk. It's just like paying the project payment in advance. I won't treat you badly, I just borrowed it for two months! I'll pay back the money immediately after two months, and give you five cents of interest, right?"

"Why are you suddenly short of so much money? I haven't heard of you anything? What are you doing for?" Zhang Qijie said in confusion.

"All good brothers, won't you help?" Qi Yunlu said with a smile.

"What are you going to do? Tell me first! Otherwise, three thousand silver dollars are not a decimal, so I can't think about it rashly!" Zhang Qijie said relentlessly.

Qi Yunlu explained helplessly: "Didn't you read the imperial newspaper? The new lottery is out. I have two thousand silver dollars in cash. I plan to borrow three thousand and raise five thousand silver dollars to buy the lottery!"

"What, buy lottery tickets for 5,000 silver dollars?!!! Are you crazy?!" Zhang Qijie's eyes almost popped up and stared at Qi Yunlu and shouted.

Qi Yunlu waved her hand indifferently and said, "Don't worry, you have made any profits and no losses. 5% in 2 months is not enough? I'll give you six%. We are all old friends, you won't be the same as the bank and usury, right?"

"What's the profit but no loss?! You're crazy! Xiao Qi, how can you buy lottery tickets and gambling with sky-high prices? Do you want to lose everything?" Zhang Qijie said, stunned for a while, staring at Qi Yunlu with a ghost expression and asked in a low voice: "You... do you need me to find someone to exorcise you?"

Qi Yunlu shouted dissatisfiedly: "I have no evil spirits! I will make a profit this time without any loss! I see it! I want to make a big profit!"

Zhang Qijie looked at him for a while and said coldly: "Xiao Qi, everyone in Longchuan knows that I, Zhang Qijie, never gamble. If you have a big project, I am willing to lend you money to help you develop, but if you borrow money, you have to gamble. I am so sorry, I can't lend it to you. You should also repent."

Qi Yunlu was stunned for a moment, laughed, waved her hand and said, "Lao Zhang, do you think I want to gamble? Actually, it's not. I will definitely win this time because I am the candidate."

"Candidate? What does the relationship between candidates and lottery winnings?" Zhang Qijie looked confused.

"Didn't you read the Royal News? It's the Royal News today, which focused on introducing the new lottery." Qi Yunlu pointed to a pile of newspapers beside Zhang Qijie and said: "In order to support the election, the Dasong Lottery Company suspended all other lottery tickets and only issued one lottery called "New Booth Ticket" during the election."

""New Booth surname"? What is that?" Zhang Qijie asked while looking for the imperial newspaper that he had just held in his hand.

"Although you don't buy lottery tickets in "The Bouquet" you must know, right?" Qi Yunlu asked.

Zhang Qijie said: "I know, it's just betting on the lottery for the surname that will pass the imperial examination this year."

Qi Yunlu nodded and said, "The same is true for "New Booth League Ticket", but I won't bet on the election. Whoever chooses the 12 candidates will win."

Zhang Qijie had already found the "Imperial News", searching for the lottery reports, and sneered: "Then how do you know you will win? If you can't choose, wouldn't you lose both your official position and your wealth? Are you crazy?"

Qi Yunlu shook her head and refused this statement. He explained: "This new lottery is not a simple one that wins whoever is elected as a member of parliament. It is a duplex lottery that can be redeemed twice: the first time is called "Popular Opinion Award". Aren't we all famous nationwide? Let everyone bet on who is the most likable, and whoever buys the most lottery wins; for example, if there are 10,000 people who buy my lottery, and two thousand people who buy your Zhang Qijie lottery, then I win, I will take the pot and half of the loser's bet; the top four are wins!"

"The second time is called "Bole Award", which has nothing to do with the first four winners, it is to bet who can be a member of parliament. For example, I won in "Popular Opinion Award", but I was not elected as a member of parliament, and you were elected, then the new pot bonus plus half of the loser's bet will be given to you."

Speaking of this, Qi Yunlu pinched her fingers and said with a blushing face: "In other words, one yuan per lottery is actually equivalent to buying two different lottery tickets with a unit price of 50,000 silver dollars. Both grand prizes are pots of 100,000 silver dollars. How can you not bet?"

Zhang Qijie laughed contemptuously in his nose and said, "I still don't see where you can win? Can you beat the Democratic Party and the others?"

Qi Yunlu was a little annoyed. He stood up from the sofa and waved his hand and shouted, "Old Zhang, why don't you understand! The first round of this lottery is not about who can be elected as a member of parliament, but about who can sell more lottery tickets! Whoever buys more of mine will definitely win! If everyone knows that I will definitely win the first round of "Public Opinion", as long as the lottery players who buy my lottery will not vote for my voter votes and then win the second round of "Bole Award"? I am both a candidate and a Longchuan person who votes by myself, which means that the Longchuan people will win whoever wins. We are the dealer and the black dealer! I take both rounds! There is a profit but no loss!"

Zhang Qijie raised his head, his face was already a little scared, and he asked, "What do you mean? Do you buy your own lottery ticket of 5,000 silver dollars?"

"Hey! This is the smartest Lao Zhang in the county!" Qi Yunlu smiled with satisfaction, sat back on the sofa comfortably, and said, "Did you figure it out? Think about it, who would buy 5,000 yuan to buy lottery tickets? This can be enough for a family of five to live for a hundred years! So if I want to buy such a huge lottery, the newspaper will definitely report me like crazy. Then all lottery players across the country will buy me, and everyone knows that I will win! Who will be as crazy as me? In this way, I will increase my strength and strengthen my strength! Because of the big pot, I will not only not lose a point in my money, but also definitely a member of parliament!"

Speaking of this, Qi Yunlu raised her finger and said proudly: "I tell you that I have contacted seven or eight reporters before I came, so let them follow me to the lottery site!"

Zhang Qijie understood the truth and read the lottery report that he had missed in the morning. As expected, this lottery was as Qi Yunlu said, it was actually the one who had more money and who would win!

There is only one rule Qi Yunlu didn't say that the winners in both rounds were equally won, that is, the 100,000 pot in the first round plus half of the opponent's loss will be divided into four shares to the four winners. If no one buys the opponent, each winner will be divided into 25,000 yuan according to the number of lottery tickets: if 500 people buy Qi Yunlu and 1,000 people buy Zhang Qijie, then Qi Yunlu earns 51 yuan per share of lottery tickets (principal + bonus distribution), and Zhang Qijie earns 26 yuan, which means there is also a dark horse effect. If you bet on a guy who seems not to win but has few people, you will pay it.

But this doesn't matter to Qi Yunlu's idea, because the winner will inevitably recover the principal and bonus distribution, and there will be no loss. He just needs to invest a large amount of money to ensure a stable win.

"How is it, Lao Zhang, lend me money? I'll share half of your profits." Qi Yunlu shouted when she saw Zhang Qiye buried in the newspaper and didn't look up for a long time.

But Zhang Qijie raised his head from the newspaper and asked with confusion: "But now it seems that the Democratic Party has a big chance of winning the voting. At least they can have the second round of "Bole Awards" guaranteed."

"Hi! The election is more than a month away! Who can guarantee that they will vote for them? They will definitely be elected as a member of parliament?" Qi Yunlu shouted.

He said that he took out two small copper coins representing a cent of silver from his pocket, which emitted a red halo.

He first put one of them on the coffee table in front of the sofa, pointed to the bronze horn and said, "I'm sure! If I buy my own lottery at a sky-high price, I will definitely win the "Popular Opinion Award"! As long as I follow me, I will make 100% profit, and this bronze horn will definitely be yours."

Then he held the second bronze horn with his hands, then clenched his fists and placed it in front of him parallelly, and said, "Guess which hand the bronze horn is in, and I will give it to you if I guess it! The "People Award" is clear! Whoever has more money wins! But "Bole Award" is dark and I want to bet!"

"Are you betting that two birds are in the forest or one bird in hand?" Qi Yunlu sneered: "Longchuan has votes in his hands! Anyone who bought a lottery thinks: win in both rounds! Who will bet on one win and one defeat? If there must be one loss, will you buy him? If there must be one victory, will you win in the next round? If there must be one victory, will you not vote for yourself and win another round?"

As he said that, Qi Yunlu put the coin back in his pocket, wiped his nose and said, "Even at Haijing Racecourse, the most powerful horse is only 3 or 4. If you make a horse to be a dark horse, it is possible that the odds are hundreds of, but is anyone buying such a dark horse? The biggest sales volume is the favorite to win the championship rather than a dark horse. Who doesn't like the money that must win?"

Zhang Qijie nodded in agreement and continued to study the newspaper.

After waiting for more than half an hour, seeing Zhang Qijie making a pen and abacus, Qi Yunlu took out her pocket watch to see the time. The bell of the church in the center in the distance rang - it was 12 o'clock.

"Old Zhang, what a big deal, are you typing? If you don't pluck it, I'll go to someone else!" Qi Yunlu was a little anxious.

But Zhang Qijie got up, grabbed the imperial newspaper and the abacus under his arm, pulled Qi Yunlu and walked out.

"What are you going to do?" Qi Yunlu shouted.

Zhang Qijie ignored him and shouted that he was in charge of the business: "Hurry up and go to Li Guangxi, Wang Yu's family and others to go to the fellowship room of the Central Church Chamber of Commerce, I have something urgent to do!"
Chapter completed!