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315 Don't be ashamed of the culture war

Xiaobai squeezed into the crowd and saw that Wang Xintai was fucking a young man, who was in his twenties, not tall, with a flat head in the style of an army, a pointed mouth and monkey cheek, a cigarette in one hand, and a small Western snakeskin-carrying gentleman aluminum wine pot in the other hand. During the scolding, he would raise his head and take a sip, and his shoulders were covered with the uniform of the director of the health department. This was Qi Boyan, the new director of the Shiligou Health Bureau, established to build a town.

The one next to him who was cursing and smiling with his lips pursed was Xi Shengmo, the director of the Public Security Bureau. The two adults who recently arrived in this slum were both eye-catching and young.

Bai Yuanqing looked at it and knew that Wang Xintai was afraid that it would not be the opponent of this "Liang" in the curse, because whoever was annoyed first in the curse would be defeated by 80%. This "Liang" sneered at the swearing wine, with a smile on his face, and looked like he was lifting weight easily. Elder Wang on the opposite side was so angry that he was trembling all over and blushed. It seemed that he wanted to rush up and bite the other person's neck with his teeth. It was obvious that he had lost both skills and demeanor in the curse.

"We are short of people now, and only a few of us old, weak, sick and disabled are in the church. How do you ask us to shovel that garbage mountain? We can't shovel it! Then we have to wait for your health bureau to come over to seal my church! We can only beg Jesus for the arrival of grace, dispel the evil spirits, and save our church from the fire and water..." Wang Xintai yelled.

Qi Boyan sneered and pointed at Wang Xintai and smiled, "Okay, the deadline I give you is one week. Don't worry, if the garbage is still there and the toilet is not there, I won't block your church, and I don't have this power. I will send a ticket to your house, and I will fine you 50 yuan in the first week. I will fine you 100 yuan in the second week, and I will fine you 150 yuan in the third week. Otherwise, I will hire someone to clear it for you. 300 yuan is just enough for the labor fee and our brothers' alcohol and benefits; either you can hold on, don't give the fine, so that the amount can enter the judicial process. I will throw a case directly into the court and sue you, block your church, freeze your assets, and sell your land is the matter of the judge and Brother Xi next to me, it's my bird's business! Haha!"

Xi Shengmo next to him smiled and said to Wang Xintai: "We are preparing for the construction of a town. Everyone knows that in this process, the court will make a very fast judgment. Moreover, you have also seen the gap between Qilihe and Shiligou in urban construction and sanitation. If you want to become like Qilihe, you must......Haha. You should clear the garbage yourself. Everyone saves trouble."

Seeing that one of the two adults was extremely shameless, the other was not on his own interests, and the latter was invited by him. Unexpectedly, "officials protect each other" and "perse the greatest church in Shiligou", Wang Xintai clenched his fists, sighed, and stared at Qi Boyan fiercely. The other party raised his thin neck at him, his eyes full of disdain and provocation, and his lips were still grinning, meaning: Come on, hit me, hit me, hahaha, you dare not!

Wang Xintai was so angry that his teeth were clattering, and Xi Shengmo next to him was a little impatiently persuaded: "Elder Wang, you should follow the Health Bureau. This is the regulation. Anyway, the surrounding area is clean and hygienic. Isn't it good for you? The smelly here are all rats and flies. You are prone to getting sick, right?"

At this moment, a rickshaw stopped at the church door, and then a commotion broke out behind the crowd. Someone was pushing towards the door and shouting: "Doway! Dodge! What's wrong?"

Hearing the voice, Wang Xintai was overjoyed and ignored Xi Shengmo and shouted to the man on tiptoe: "Oh, my reporter Wang, you have been picked up!"

Everyone saw that the visitor was a young man in a suit and ties, with a very foreign body. His square face and thick lips looked very majestic. The myopia glasses on his face added elegant persuasion to him. He held the notebook and pencil in one hand, and pushed the person from the health bureau unscrupulously with the other hand, walked straight to Wang Xintai and said, "Old Wang, what are you asking me for?"

"Oh, I have to rely on reporter Wang Daming to make the decision for me. The Health Bureau bullies people again! The garbage was left behind during the Qing Dynasty. They insisted that it was thrown by our church. They were robbing and extorting me!" Wang Xintai bowed in front of the other side, complaining, and his face was full of bitterness, like a Qing slave who saw his master.

The reporter turned his back to Xi Shengmo and Qi Boyan, and he did not turn around to look at each other with a domineering attitude. Instead, he took out a pack of cigarette from his suit pocket and pulled out one. Wang Xintai quickly took out a match from his arms and lit it for the other party with both hands.

"Health Bureau? When will the Health Bureau be in Shiligou have a Health Bureau?" The reporter took a breath of mist first, then turned around and looked up and down at Qi Boyan, who was also full of ruffian with a provocative look of a little gangster.

"Do you know who I am?" Reporter Wang asked Qi Boyan with a sneer and a sneer.

"Aren't you just a fortune teller?" Qi Boyan responded.

"What?" Reporter Wang was stunned by this answer.

"You are not a fortune teller. Why do you think my face has been going on for so long? Should I change my glasses? Are you blind?" Qi Boyan shouted, and his subordinates burst into laughter with the people watching around him.

The Health Bureau is not a soft persimmon, they are a large part of the rapid expansion of power, from cleaning up the rivers and clearing the sewers, and rectifying market order and sanitation. They are a super department that combines the later sanitation bureau, the Urban Management Bureau, the Planning Bureau and the whole of the future;

Of course, in that era, this was the clown department that was pulled up because the emperor liked it. Their members cleaned the early morning, supervised the market at noon, cleared the sewers and garbage waterways in the afternoon, and caught all kinds of people who urinated and even spitted everywhere. Although their power has expanded rapidly and their income and tax revenue has increased wildly, they have become the majority of gold medals, but they belong to the stinky tofu department in the eyes of the people. They smell bad and taste good, but they are embarrassed to say that they eat stinky tofu.

You must know that there is order in every place.

A vacant land was found in the city, and some residents around them started selling bean sprouts and cabbage. At first, everyone took their own needs, but there would be a conflict soon:

Often strong bean sprout dealers will appear to beat away weak competitors and dominate the bean sprout business;

Then there will be more powerful cabbage dealers who will drive away the bean sprout dealers and collect money from other vegetable dealers to protect the interests of the original vegetable dealers. And drive away other competitors. This is the emergence of order;

Then stronger gang members will come in. They hold machetes and are not afraid of fighting and go to jail. Those who are not convinced will be cut off. Those who are submissive will share their profits with these gangsters who have nothing and can only survive with their own blood. The order of the vegetable market is officially born. How many stalls, how much income, how much entry fee, how much protection fee is calculated clearly. Those who dare not bleed must pay the blood fee to the gangsters who are not afraid of bleed, or heroes, heroes;

This is the process of the generation of order in any country and any place. There is no land that can produce money without order, and there is no blood on it.

Money is waste, blood is spiritual creature!

The replacement of order is often caused by blood.

The foundation of order must be blood and violence!

A new department is established to interfere with the bloody order that has lasted for thousands of years, and can only shed blood. This is the case with the Health Bureau.

What? No protection fee is paid. Have to pay hygiene fee? What should I do if my brother?

So the Health Bureau organized its own troops with English passwords and used machetes and big sticks to drive away the gangsters that had originally bullied the market;

What? This market is going to be cancelled. Hawkers are going to a new market? Who are you?

So the Health Bureau slapped the vendor with a fist;

What? You said that my sign covers the road and affects traffic. My family has been using signs like this for a hundred years! Do you know if my family runs a martial arts school?!

So the Health Bureau slapped a group of martial artists with a fist in the face, and the traffic was smooth. He also took out a fine from the dying guy's pocket;

What? You said that my morning feces and urine pollutes the environment? Polluted the river? I won’t let me pour feces and urine, and I will be fined? You are sick. Who hasn’t done this for thousands of years? My son is an official in the Ministry of Internal Affairs! Don’t cause trouble!

So the Health Bureau poured feces and urine into the courtyard of the family at night;

Not to mention those who urinate and defecate, spit, or set up stalls at will. The calluses of the thugs' fists of the thugs are made by hitting these things. So there was a game console in the later game console hall called the "Nineteenth Century Health Bureau". Players beat a sandbag and made the machine spit out gold coins by slapping the face and fists.

The responsibility of the Health Bureau is to clean the city and establish hygiene habits. This is in itself contrary to the dirty and messy freedom of the Qing Dynasty culture. It is to eliminate the freedom of subjects to sloppy and dirty public places. Any morality is anti-human, clean and anti-human, and cleaning is even more anti-human in public places where everyone thinks it is not about oneself.

Once the original freedom is eliminated and new morality is established, it will inevitably be a bloody battle.

So this is not only a war between blood and shit, but also a great Westernization war. The war between Christian culture vs. Kong Lao Er's zombies can be imagined how difficult it is.

From the imperial examination, we can see that although the health bureau staff has huge potential for promotion and their gray income is not inferior to fat, because of work, they have to practice long-distance running and boxing, and deal with inferior people every day. They are officials that top students will not consider. The candidates who can barely pass the exam face huge pressure: First, will I go to sweep the streets and dig up manure in the future? Second, this position has a great future, so that the group of scum like me still has to compete for it, and the competition is fierce. Can I get into the health bureau with such grades?

Back then, the lack of official positions in the Health Bureau was equivalent to applying for a gang thug leader.

Every candidate who takes the Health Bureau is very confused.

The King of Hai personally wrote an inscription to the Ministry of Health: "Don't be shy, you are also my violent agency."

The old fox, who was as thick as a city wall, knew that the health bureau he built was ashamed? So much so that writing this inscription to inspire the morale of the health bureau, which shows how unpopular this institution was in the cultural war back then.

This "shameless" slogan was hung at the headquarters of the Ministry of Health until Christmas 1920. It was taken down because of the rise of the free culture movement and was besieged by public opinion. However, it was hung again 30 years later, becoming an incomparable glory of the tourist attraction and the Ministry of Health, as well as the general recognition of the people.

Because the Health Bureau is a cultural war, although it was unpopular at the time, it was progress, civilization, and the light of Jesus shining the Far East!

People who were used to Jesus culture could not stand the mess of the Qing Dynasty, and the health bureau in the new culture no longer needed to beat people, but no one remembered the darkness and blood and sweat of the pioneers back then. Everyone took it for granted by the cultural fruits they had grown in blood, sweat and tears.

Because the Hai Emperor had a far-sighted vision, the Hai Jing City changed from dirty and messy to a garden city. Not to mention anything else, foreign tourists from other places wanted to kneel down for the greatness and awesomeness of the cleanliness and order of this empire Kyoto. This shows the Hai Wang's determination to win the cultural war and the global ambition of the East Asian Christian leader!

The Emperor of the Sea is great! Long live the Health Bureau! Long live the hygiene and tidy culture!!! - This is the attitude of the Emperor of the time when he faced the tabloids' biting the Health Bureau's law enforcement.
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