2012-03-319:00:03

On the narrow street, Qi Yunlu told Lin Liuming all the things she had just heard and saw. Lin Liuming laughed and shouted: "I really didn't expect that Song Dongsheng was still a little creative, and he could even find such child care! However, everyone in the county knew that Zhang Qijie never gambled or prostitutes, and his personal ethics were not as good as a person. It was a bit ridiculous to say that he was gambling first. I'm afraid that not many people believed it. reg This is called too much force, too much."

Qi Yunlu smiled and said, "You have to find a partner to find a child care provider, find an opium ghost from Qing Dynasty? It's disgusting at first glance. She always has a cigarette gun, speaks with Fujian dialect, and looks like a tuberculosis ghost. She is poor but she still claims to be rich. She doesn't even look at her reporters." But he frowned and asked, "Hey? What did you say just now? Isn't the Pan extra hired by your Democratic Party? Why did Song Dongsheng say that Song Dongsheng?"

Lin Liuming was stunned for a moment and spread his hands: "I don't know who's the one I asked. I just found a few idle people and said that Fan Linhui was gambling, and Zhang Qi got into prostitution, and each person was paid one yuan. The person you mentioned might be found by Fang Bingsheng. Anyway, I have never seen the kind of opium tuberculosis in the Qing Dynasty around the Democratic Party, so I don't know. Well, it must be Song Dongsheng who wants to take revenge on Zheng Abao."

At this moment, Qi Yunlu closed her smile, poked Lin Liuming, and whispered: "Look, that kid is out."

Lin Liuming turned around and saw that Old Wu, who was selling breakfast, stood up under the tree at the door with a serious face, nodded and bowed, "Mr. Pan, are you going? Where are you going? If you go far, have you brought an umbrella? Don't let it be in the rain forest." As Old Wu curled up, the shriveled old man Pan Jinxing, who was dark and shriveled, walked out slowly, holding a roll of newspapers in his hand, and said in a harsh and weird Fujian Cantonese: "No need to bring an umbrella, just go around, buy some opium cream, and buy a few more newspapers along the way."

"It's him?" Lin Liuming bent his waist and stretched his head forward so that he could see more clearly.

"It's him!" Qi Yunlu saw Pan Jinxing coming towards him, turned her head away, pretending not to look at the other party, and even patted Berlin's back, telling him not to be too conspicuous.

Lin Liuming immediately stood up straight and stood side by side with Qi Yunlu, pretending to be a wall, and said, "This guy must be not ours, but hired by Song Dongsheng and his group."

He heard Pan Jinxing coughing all the way, getting closer and closer, and the one behind the two stopped.

Qi Yunlu turned around and saw that Pan Jinxing was looking at him. His face immediately filled with a smile and shouted, "Oh, isn't this Mr. Pan? Are you going to go out?"

Pan Jinxing looked at Qi Yunlu without saying a word and asked, "Are you really Zhang Qijie's person?"

Qi Yunlu smiled and said, "This is not someone's own. Zhang Qijie, you know that one of the most respected people in Longchuan, you are saying it outrageously. If it were anyone, even Jesus would have to say that? Boss Zhang Qijie is friends with me. Let me see you and figure out what's going on."

Lin Liuming said to the side, "Yes, your random spread of rumors is too much or too much. You have to have a degree, don't say it too outrageously, so that no one believes it. I kindly advise you."

He reminded him with kind intention because the other party was hired by the army.

However, Pan Jinxing gave him a blank look and ignored him, but turned to look at Qi Yunlu, as if there was something difficult to say.

Qi Yunlu looked at him for a while and spread her hands awkwardly, meaning: "You always look at me, what do you mean?"

Pan Jinxing coughed twice, lowered his head as shyly, then stretched out his finger and poked Qi Yunlu's suit chest, and said, "Tell me about Zhang Qijie, I know he is running for the election, and it seems that there are many scum in your election, and he goes to prison at any time. If he cherishes his reputation and wants to protect himself, he will return the money he cheated me ten years ago to me, I will not count the interest, give me 90,000 yuan in Dasong money, I will forgive him and return to the Qing Dynasty by myself!"

For a moment, the narrow street was silent, and the rustling of willows and the screams of trees and birds were extremely clear. Pan Jinxing raised his head, looked at Qi Yunlu and Lin Liuming, whose chin hit the ground and could not be retracted. He coughed, turned around and walked away with his hands behind his back, and raised the newspaper in his hand and shook it, saying, "The newspaper in Song is very good, and Fuzhou Port is also your newspaper. Thank you for letting me recognize Zhang Qijie, but it is just a horizontal one, and I feel dizzy. He wants to come to me with a letter!"

It was not until Pan Jinxing's thin and hunched figure disappeared into the traffic at the intersection of the street, and his chin rubbed the ground with his jaws, that Lin and the other two turned their heads to look at each other, and their protruding eyes almost wiped each other, and then a burst of laughter broke out from the narrow street.

Lin Liuming laughed so hard that his butt was sitting on the ground, covering his stomach and tears flowed wildly;

Qi Yunlu laughed until she knelt on the ground, with one hand on the ground, and the umbrellas held under her arms rolled to the ground.

The two finally stopped and looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing again.

After a while, Lin Liuming stood up, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, and sighed: "Oh, I'll look for this emperor's kindness. Are you looking for a comedian? Haha! It's crazy!"

"This must not be found by Song Dongsheng. Maybe it was found by Weng Quanguang. Only he, a country villain, is so funny. He must have taken the kickback! Haha, 90,000 yuan, I really dare to think about it! Haha, why didn't he rob the bank?" Qi Yunlu smiled so much that she trembled all over. She bent down and couldn't even touch the umbrella. She grabbed it several times before picking it up.

"You can't even rob a bank!" Lin Liuming wiped his tears and reached out to grab a leaflet that Qi Yunlu received from Pan Jinxing. Yang Yang said, "Go back and tell jokes to the Democratic Party and the others."

Lin Liuming ran to the train station with a flyer. A group of Democratic Party members were happily welcomed Shan Ji, the hero who killed Li Guangxi, back. He was guarding Li Guangxi's nest in Huizhou. Not only did he not let any evidence of the crime escape, he also bravely fought on the street to capture Li Guangxi who almost escaped. This was a great achievement.

In addition to the joyful Democrats, Song Dongsheng and Weng Quanguang and the imperial party also followed him with a slight smile.

They are not fools, they will be stupid enough to think that the Liberal Party framed Shanzhu yesterday. The Democratic Party is a friend. On the contrary, they all know that Shanzhu was followed by Yi Cheng, and the Democratic candidate Lin Liuming led it into the teahouse. The teahouse was filled with people from the Liberal Party, which was completely a trap. How could such a coincidence not have the secret help of the Democratic Party?

But even if the Democratic Party is doing badly, Song Dongsheng can only stand closer with the Democratic Party with a frown.

Because this is a very obvious warning: The Democratic Party is not a vegetarian. If we don’t hang out with us, we will kill you if we turn against each other!

Song Dongsheng really couldn't work with the Democratic and Liberal Party at the same time. It was really brave, but it was just an enemy of the world and it was really stupid to beat all opponents.

His purpose in Longchuan was to protect the emperor's grace from being abandoned by his Majesty's favored hot topic, that is, to protect a candidate from being elected. At the same time, against the two parties of the enemy, let alone being elected, it is possible that Weng Quanguang was smeared to be destroyed without any bones.

Therefore, when the mountain pig, Weng Quanguang's arms were cut off by both parties and Weng Quanguang's power was greatly weakened, Song Dongsheng could only grit his teeth and even more agree with the Democratic Party.

Not only that, in order to shirk his responsibility for underestimating the Democratic Party and trying a big defeat, Song Dongsheng kept saying in a telegram to the boss of the emperor's benefactor Li Yuting: The Democratic Party is a friend at present, and in order to fight against brothers' arms, he can only unite with the Democratic Party with a firm heart.

He felt that he was too responsible to bear the burden of failure. Just like Zhao Zilong of Changshan in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, he was indeed a hero who could rescue Adou alone, but if Adou was killed by Cao Adou, how dare he go home to meet Liu Bei? He might as well just turn around and surrender to "Boss Cao"!

Therefore, Shanzhu was framed and imprisoned. The direct consequence was that the emperor's benefactor Song Dongsheng was forced to unite and even join the Democratic Party in his personal interests and feelings. So even though he knew that the other party was doing bad things, he not only dared to take revenge, but also had to swallow tears and conceal the truth in the telegram to the boss and say all the good things for the Democratic Party.

Today, Shan Ji came back to Longchuan. Originally, Song Dongsheng and Weng Quanguang shouldn't have been to stick their faces. The Democratic Party collected evidence and obtained evidence from Wang Jieren. The two-line battle made Li Guangxi disgrace and lost his candidacy. What did Huang Enlai come to get? But Huang En was afraid, so there were Song Dongsheng and Weng Quanguang, who were welcomed to celebrate Shan Ji's return at the train station.

This left a barrier for Lin Liuming, who wanted to tell an adult a joke and ask for a prize. After running back to his nest, he saw a room full of smiling people in the VIP room at Longchuan Station. Lin Liuming had to call Fang Bingsheng out of the VIP room in the name of intelligence to repay him. He could not beat Huang En and Longchuantang in front of him.

After reading the mimeographed flyer and listening to Lin Liuming's reward of laughter, Fang Bingsheng laughed out later. This was so crazy that it became a joke.

Back in the VIP room, Fang Bingsheng placed the mimeographed flyer in front of Song Dongsheng, and smiled at him sitting on the sofa praising the pheasant, "I heard from Lin Liuming that a great man from the Qing Dynasty came to Longchuan. He wanted to tie Zhang Qi's big braids and ask him for 90,000 silver dollars. It's amazing! It must be the national headline again."

The next half of the sentence is a joke, and Fang Bingsheng also said it as a joke. The combat power of this army is so ridiculous. It is like the Qing army's foreign gun team who doesn't know how to aim and fire. Even if you spread rumors, you can't blow up the bull. The blood on the ground is acting, who believes it?

Unexpectedly, Song Dongsheng was stunned for a moment, put the cigar in the ashtray, picked up the flyer and looked at it for a long time, and laughed. The other party said, "Who wrote this? Is this creative? I don't know what Zhang Qijie has done in the United States, and I can remember this trick as a talent. What? I have to blackmail Zhang Qijie 90,000 yuan? This is too much? The gimmick is a bit too big, and it's enough to cost ten thousand yuan. Maybe there are more people who believe in it."

"Aren't you the one you are looking for?" Fang Bingsheng was also stunned.

"When did we look for people? Looking at this literary talent, vertical row, and creativity, isn't it the work of all the poetic scholars of your Democratic Party?" Song Dongsheng looked at Fang Bingsheng and stared at him.

The situation was actually cold. Yi Cheng quickly took the flyer and looked at it. He asked Lin Liuming again. He thought in his heart that the opposite emperor wanted to retaliate against the actors found by the Liberal Party. However, seeing that the other emperor did not admit it, he gave them face and put the flyer on the table and smiled: "Since it was not what you were looking for, it means that the people spontaneously wanted to find the Liberal Party unlucky! Good omen! The people hate the Liberal Party! There can be a big cup at noon."

There was a burst of laughter in the VIP room of Longchuan Station.

Lin Liuming, who was standing next to the clothes rack at the door, looked at Song Dongsheng who was laughing and cursed in his stomach: "Damn, the bastard of the emperor's eun, he can't even tell lies, and he can even slap his face and pretend to be fat."

At 2 pm, Lin Liuming walked home with a crooked wall, walking while walking. He had just come out of the best restaurant in the county. He was a grand celebration banquet, and welcomed the hero Shanzhu to celebrate the Democratic Party’s overthrow of Li Guangxi. The two sides were evenly matched again. Huang En and Weng Quanguang, who had nothing to do with them, were very active. Song Dongsheng specially took four bottles of red wine imported from France. Weng Quanguang held two jars of good Huizhou wine. As a result, he saw that Huang En gave in and curled up his own meaning. The Democratic Party knew it well and felt very proud: I sucked your face, you are afraid, and you still have to give me wine? Drink!

As a result, Lian Yicheng and Fang Bingsheng were a little drunk. As one of the three candidates, Lin Liuming, who was responsible for accompanying wine to block wine, was naturally not much better. He had an average alcohol tolerance and his legs were weak after drinking. He knew that he wanted to vomit, not even a carriage or rickshaw, so he had to walk home. Anyway, the county town is not big and the house is very close. He walked along the way and vomited wine, and planned to go home and have a good sleep.

Just as he held a telegram pole and rolled his eyes, Lin Liuming felt that someone was pounding his back and repeatedly hammering it, which was quite comfortable. He rolled his eyes and turned his head, and his chin was still vomited and shouted vaguely: "Who? I can't drink anymore, enough..."

"How much did you drank? Lao Lin, there is something big! Do you guys listen?"

Lin Liuming's mocking voice was vaguely heard the figure shouting these words. He slowly turned his head and tried to shrink his stomach. Then he spat again, supported the telegram pole, and stared at his vomit. Lin Liuming murmured, "Big thing? Big thing?"

At this moment, Li Wenxin, the president of Haisong Election Report, once sent a newspaper to grab headlines, has already sat on a bustling train like a board. He is still very poor now and is sitting in the second-class carriage with his subordinates. His treatment is only three cents more expensive than the poor who are sitting in the carriage overhead, blowing wind and drinking cigarettes.

The poor man above his head was drinking coal soot, and the third-class carriage was not much better. In addition to the ubiquitous hot air and crowded passengers, there was a stream of motion sickness vomit, and the smell of sweat mixed with the terrible smell of inferior tobacco. The young follower next to Li Wenxin looked at the old man squatting in the seat opposite him and smoking a pipe. He coughed a few times and turned his head to see the boss. The boss was circled in the notebook with a cigarette roll in his hand, concentrating and not distracted by the terrible environment at all. He seemed to be sorting out his interview records.

"President, now the Longchuan election is in full swing. Are we going to Heyuan? Just because a lunatic murmured to himself? Maybe it's a childcare hired by the Democratic Party or Huang En!" the follower asked carefully.

Li Wenxin did not look away from his notebook, and said without raising his head: "Pan Jinxing is like a madman, but unlike a madman, he is not a child care provider. At least he will not give me money in turn. The child care provider will be exposed when he sees the information fee."

The follower sighed, leaned his body against the backrest, avoiding the smoke that seemed to be spraying from the old man opposite him, but he did not dare to stretch his legs. The middle of the seat was vomited by the passengers in front of him, and he was so depressed that he could only move half of his body and shouted: "Go to Heyuan, don't talk about the money for this train, what should I do if I miss Longchuan's headlines? Maybe big news will break out there at any time."

Li Qi held his breath and focused on the work in his hands, but his mouth immediately replied: "That kind of headlines is useless to our small newspapers. Everyone knows that they are all published. It's all like this. Who will buy our newspapers?"

The follower seemed to be dying of hatred for this business trip. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Boss, aren't you who support the Liberal Party? Our newspaper has come back to life, and isn't it just relying on Zheng Abao to break into Longchuan? Isn't Boss Zhang the Liberal Party? Besides, no matter how hard we work, it's useless. They are all candidates, and they are half-official guys, and they can call the wind and rain. Even if they are vilified, they can only be the opponents. What can our tabloid newspaper do?"

Li Wenxin raised his head from his notebook, turned his head to look at his followers, and said seriously: "Boy, people cannot be incompatible with money. What does the Liberal Party and the Democratic Party have to do with me? I am working hard for money and for my career. I tell you that you are wrong to say that candidates can only be attacked by the opponents! Now there are only 7 major candidates left in the two parties to add to the emperor's favor. These 7 people are all famous all over the country. If any newspaper can kill one of them alone, this newspaper will be no different from the actions of the election party, and will immediately cause a sensation in the world and shock the government and the people!!!"

On Sunday afternoon the next day, Li Wenxin and his colleagues entered the Heyuan Liyuan Quarry.

Heyuan County is located in the center of Huizhou and Longchuan. The three locations are connected by the same big river and the same railway. The transportation is extremely convenient. Li Wenxin arrived in Heyuan County yesterday afternoon. It was just to find connections and send money to delay time. Moreover, the Longchuan Liyuan Quarry is not an ordinary quarry, but one of the places where the Longchuan government detained prisoners. It is a prison. As an institution of the court, they had to worship the emperor on Sunday afternoon. Therefore, Li Wenxin did not enter until afternoon. At that time, the prisoners had already passed the only half day of praying and praising the emperor. They began to work hard on quarry.

Under a small mountain with exposed bodies, a officials next to Li Wenxin went for half an hour and called a thin black man over. Seeing them dressed in neatly, the man immediately squatted on the ground with a tactful look, and raised his head to the officials and shouted, "Sir, what are you calling me?"

"Huang Laopi, your cousin is here to see you." The official smiled and pointed at Li Wenxin next to him. The reason why he laughed was because he could let Li Wenxin come in and charged 4 yuan. He admitted that this guy with a Beijing accent was a prisoner's cousin and got another 5 yuan.

"Cousin?" Huang Laopi squatted on the ground and looked up at the strange man in a suit in front of him, looking confused.

Li Wenxin was not confused about any forged relatives. He only had half an hour, and 9 silver dollars were exchanged for this half hour. Three cents of silver slipped away every minute. He had to use it to the extreme. So he stepped forward and looked at Huang Laopi and said, "Huang Laopi, a native of Heyuan, Huizhou Prefecture, was 31 years old. He returned from the United States in October 7 and was stranded in Haijing. In January 2019, he obtained the nationality of Song State by his original hometown before going abroad. In March 2019, he was caught in the gambling city, whipped three times, and detained for 10 days. In May, he rushed to Huizhou to make a gambling and cheated. The defendant entered the government, fled back to his hometown in Heyuan, and stabbed others in the gambling game for three years. Right?"

"That's right, sir." Huang Laopi didn't dare to catch up with relatives. When the man in the suit talked about his case, he admitted it concisely.

Li Wenxin nodded and asked, "What have you done in the United States? What have you done before returning to China?"

"There are everything, such as helping hotels to attract Chinese guests, laundry ironers, restaurant men, carrying sacks at the wharf, and later they also went on boats, worked as boilers and servitors on foreign ships, and occasionally worked as a helper in the management and staff," Huang Laopi replied.

"Which shipping company?" Li Wenxin couldn't hide his excitement in his tone.

"The Pacific Shipping Company has worked for a few years, sir." Huang Laopi's eyes were a little confused, not sure what this person asked him about his work in the United States.

Li Wenxin took out a well-folded piece of paper from his pocket and spread it carefully to reveal a vivid lead-printed portrait of a person. He showed this portrait to Huang Laopi. Because he was nervous, his fingers trembled when he pinched the portrait: "Who is this person? Do you know him?"

Huang Laopi looked at the portrait, then slightly leaned his head back, looking more carefully. Suddenly he was surprised and pointed to the portrait and said, "This...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this...this!"

"Zhang Laoqi?" Li Wenxin was stunned for a moment.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, seven, we call him that in the steamer." Huang Laopi shouted.

"What is his real name?" Li Wenxin clenched his fists and shouted.

"I don't know! I really don't know his real name." Huang Laopi shouted in panic, then pointed to the portrait and explained: "He is a little fat, but the braid is still so thick. He always shows off his hair, and it may be wrong if he doesn't add braids, but you are half-sided, and it looks like he is with braids at a glance."

"You don't know the real name of this person? You don't read the newspaper? You don't know the election?" Li Wenxin asked carefully, holding back his excitement.

"I can't read, I don't know Chinese and English, so I can hear it." Huang Laopi replied, then asked back: "What is the election?"

Li Wenxin was trembling all over. This portrait was cut from the newspaper. The portrait had already spread to any corner of the empire with newspapers and elections. The person in front of him could recognize him, but he didn't know his real name, and it was not because of elections that he recognized him. What does this mean?!

"We are the model prison of Huizhou Prefecture. We are only allowed to learn the Bible, and we are not allowed to read newspapers. It is normal for him to not know about newspapers." The police officer next to him looked at the densely printed small characters on the back of the portrait and explained proudly.

Then the official officer also curiously stretched his head and thought about who was painting, but Li Wenxin pushed him away, bent down and put the portrait on Laopi's face, and asked Huang Laopi: "Then how did you know this person? What did he do? Tell me!"

Huang Laopi suddenly hesitated. He looked at Li Wenxin and then looked at the official in the Western police uniform next to him. He lowered his head and twisted his head as if he was afraid of something.

"Don't be afraid! You know him. Did you go to the United States 10 years ago? It was not subject to the law here at that time, and it had nothing to do with your current sentence or crime! I just need to know what this person has done! If you help me, I can spend money to buy your sentence!! I am the newspaper... No! I am the president of a big newspaper in Haisong nationwide. I can appeal to you to reduce your sentence! I will definitely do it!!" Li Wenxin suddenly knelt on the ground half-kneel, face to face with Huang Laopi, and reached out to shake his shoulders: "Tell him who it is and what he has done!"

Huang Laopi gritted his teeth, shook his head, and sighed: "Is Lao Qi also illegal? You seem to know something, so I will no longer hide anything. This is a long time ago. Zhang Lao Qi is a colleague on a steamship. He has worked in a casino before and has two tricks. At that time, a group of Chinese helpers were short of money, so they occasionally made a few gambling games to earn some money and pocket money from fat sheep."

"What happened in the year 10 years ago?! The trans-ocean ship at the Pacific Shipping Company?!!" Li Wenxin suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Huang Laopi for a moment.

Unexpectedly, Huang Laopi was shocked and then laughed. He waved his hand and said, "Do you know too? The white fool of Lao Pan found you again? That time, in the Pacific, Lao Qi caught Lao Pan's big fish and got tens of thousands of dollars away in an instant! It's such a legend! It's still circulating among Chinese cheaters in the Pacific!! Fuck me!!! Lao Qi's life is so good..."
Chapter completed!