"God, why don't you open your eyes? This is to be wronged to death! Master Guan, please be kind and let our men go..."

"Captain, Mr. Zhou, I bow to you. Please give up these ignorant children. Don't go to the yamen, don't dare to go to the yamen..."

"Dad! If you let my dad go, we dare not fight anymore. Please beg the master to be kind!"

There are people kneeling down at the entrance of the village. In this era, the fear of the government is unimaginable to future generations. If ordinary people enter the yamen and do not die, they will have to peel off their skin. If you want to rescue people, you can wait to sell your house and land.

Captain Zhou Xing enjoyed the feeling of these people kneeling down and begging. When he turned around, he saw that the stone mill under the big willow tree was quite clean, but he sat on it.

"Look, what are you asking me to say? Now I know I'm afraid, why did you hit someone just now? I heard that you have gone here, so I got up early to come and take a look. It turns out that you have a full martial arts craft!"

"Beat people! And they are still flagists! You are really brave, so don't you think about the consequences? In the Qing Dynasty, Han people beat people with all their hands. What kind of sin is this? I can't live a good life anymore? I'm all full?"

The village chief kowtows now like pounding garlic. "Don't you calm down, please calm down, isn't this too much last night? The young people are fascinated by the fact that they suspect that these old men who want to buy land are the murderers... We are wrong, we accept the punishment, and beg you to beg for kindness..."

Zhou Xing and Jiao Sier looked at each other, and then Zhou Xing said, "Hey... they are all from the villagers. I don't want to make things worse. It's almost the Chinese New Year, but it's better to be more peaceful and peaceful. More and faster chapters are invited. Updated as soon as possible, but the victim doesn't speak, so I can't do anything..."

At this time, the villagers looked at a group of blue-faced foreigners, and knelt on the ground and cried out in their hearts, "Please beg the master for compassion, beg the master for compassion..." But no matter how much they beg Jiao Sier and the others, they looked at the sky without saying a word.

When Zhou Xing saw it, he could only shake his head and wink at his subordinates. The few detectives who were like wolves and tigers pulled the iron chain and said, "Let's go, go with grandpa, I'll send you food to the prison..."

The crowd suddenly became boiling, and an old lady rushed out and hugged her son's legs and cried bitterly, "Son, mom has no choice, mom can't live without you... This uncle, this uncle, our land is sold to you, one acre of paddy fields and three acres of dry land, all of them are sold to you, wuwuwu..."

There was a crisp sound, and Jiao Sier snapped his fingers, "Old man, stop crying, you are a wise choice. One acre of paddy fields is 40 taels, one acre of dry land is 20 taels, a total of one hundred taels of silver. Get the silver notes for the elderly, set up a table and write a note! Come on, Captain Zhou, you are from the yamen. You are here to be the intermediary, and you are the proof..."

Jiao Sier's subordinates transformed the four treasures of the table, chair, bench, and study, just like magic, and in a short while, they wrote a transfer contract. Please come to more and faster chapters.

"Old man, you have already taken it. This is the silver note from Lotte Foreign Company in Tanggu City. You can get the ocean wherever you go. The Mexican Eagle Ocean is the kind that can be blown... Are there any more, and are there any more..."

There are a total of fifteen young people who took action, that is, fifteen families finally chose to bow their heads. This is also impossible. The prison meal in the yamen can kill people. Don’t say anything about enforcing the law impartially. As long as the living person goes in, it may take less than three days to report you a typhoid fever or tuberculosis, and you will be given a body back. Please come to more and faster chapters.

The reality is so cruel that everyone has to bow their heads, not to mention that the money given by these foreigners is really not small. People were reluctant to sell it before. On the one hand, it was hard to leave the hometown, and on the other hand, it was the bizarre rumors in the Industrial Special Economic Zone.

However, under the threat of life and death, the rumors about the foreigners were ignored. Jiao Sier looked at the crying common people and laughed in his heart, saying, "If I had known this day, why would I have to use my own tricks!"

Fifteen households bought more than 60 acres of land in total. Although this is a pretty good start, it is far from Xiao Letian's goal. Jiao Si looked at the other farmers with a dark face and said coldly, "Dear villagers, are there any people who sell it? Don't be so unwise. It won't be hidden for a few days if you shrink it and hide it. Now I can help introduce some work in Tanggu City. I won't be treated so well in the future..."

Jiao Si looked at the silent people around him, his triangle eyes shrank smaller and smaller, and no one dared to look at him with fierce eyes. "Friends, I'll say ugly things ahead. Starting tomorrow, I'll trade one tael of silver every day. Don't mislead yourself..."

When the price was about to be reduced, the crowd suddenly became verbal, and many people were swaying and hesitating. People knew very well that these people would not give up until they achieved their goals. They could use the public in the yamen to come forward, which was not something that ordinary people could afford.

Just when several families were hesitating, a group of people suddenly came from the earthen road, and the first young man was throwing his braids. "You can't sell it. These people are lying to you. They want to conquer all your land and build foreigners' factories!"

Seeing Jiao Sier's puzzled gaze, a little yamen runner quietly came over and whispered, "It's Huang Liu, Huang Xiucai. He is the distant nephew of Huang Juren who was executed by Jiushuo before. Recently, he has been jumping up and down and making a big fuss, and he has scolded the Industrial Special Zone the most fiercely..."

Oh, it turns out he was a literati. Jiao Sier immediately understood when she heard that she was a scholar. This must be related to those Qingliu people, and his uncle was still dead at the hands of Xiao Letian. The national hatred and family hatred were gathered together.

Huang Liu ran to the big willow tree panting and hugged for a long time. "Friends...Friends, you have been fooled... This, Jiao Sier is Xiao Letian's housekeeper, he will give it to Xiao Letian..."

Huang Liu pointed to the endless plain and said sadly, "Friends, uncles and men, this is the land that we have nurtured. For generations, we have been digging food from the soil. How can we live without land? These accomplices of foreigners, if we conquer our land, what kind of industrial zone will we do..."

"What is industry? Industry is the evil arts of foreigners. How could foreign soldiers who rushed up from Dagukou in the first few years be able to fight to the capital? It was these evil arts. Foreigners can create sea ships that travel thousands of miles and kill invisible foreign guns and cannons. These are all evil arts of bullshit industry..."

Huang Liu smashed the big willow tree with a heartbroken heart and said, "Do you know that in the iron machines that are engaged in industry, there are all little ghosts, otherwise how could there be such great power? My uncles and uncles, aunts, our ancestors are buried here for eight generations. Do you want the souls of your ancestors to be detained by this shitty industrial special zone? You are unfilial..."

Huang Liu scolded the people one by one, and even the chief Zhou Xing and others were stunned. These people couldn't figure out what industry is and what foreign science is, and they had no resistance to the various bizarre legends of Westerners. Please come to more and faster chapters.

Although these officials show off their power in front of the people, they are also numb when encountering these divine things, and their eyes are full of fear.

"If you don't sell it, we won't sell it anymore. You can return the land deed to us..." The fifteen farmers who sold land repent on the spot and rushed up to grab the land deed.

"Retreat... retreat quickly, fuck, the white and black words have been written on, and the handprints have been pressed. Do you want to regret it? Your grandma, get out of here..." Jiao Sier and his friends stuffed the deed into their arms, turned their heads and ran away.

The villagers still wanted to chase after him, but Zhou Xing and the yamen runners stopped them all. "It's over, it's over? I still want to fight. I really think we're having decorations? They're all dispersed, all dispersed..."

Huang Liu said with a heartache now, "Captain Zhou, you are also a native of Tanggu. Can't you follow these foreigners to harm our fellow villagers? Foreigners come across the sea and cause harm to our Qing Dynasty? You can't help build this special industrial zone anymore..."

Zhou Xing shook his head, sucked his teeth and sighed, "Huang Xiucai, I don't know the truth about you scholars, and I can't refute it, but this industrial special zone was appointed by the imperial court. We are all slaves of the emperor. If you don't listen to the emperor, you still have to listen to you? Of course, what you said sounds strangely reasonable. Unfortunately, you are a scholar. No matter how big you are, you can't cover up the sky..."

"The court? There are treacherous ministers in the court! These thieves who bewitched the holy hearts will destroy the foundation of my Qing Dynasty. If I enter the court, I will die with them..." Huang Liu's eyes were bulging with anger.

"I can't tell you, I can't tell you. A scholar will know the world without going out. It's your ability to scold the treacherous ministers in the court. I'm just a minor official in Tanggu, and I can't get involved in your muddy waters. Goodbye..." After saying that, he took a few yamen runners away.

Huang Liu was so angry that he kept breathing, "How is this good? What's the matter? The Chinese people are so numb that they must destroy the country and destroy the race in the future. Sooner or later, they will have to let the Western barbarians change their ancestors' rules, and sooner or later they will become two Japanese devils..."

Huang Xiucai pointed to the people in the village and said with a grudge against the ironclad saying, "Money, you all fell into the eyes of money? Isn't it just that there is no haystack? Is it still a collapse? Just for this little food, clothing, you even forgot the rules of your ancestors, and don't want etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame..."

Huang Liu was heartbroken, and the people bowed their heads and remained silent. Someone in the crowd muttered softly, "You stand and speak without a pain in your back. Anyway, your family has great business and no worries about food and drink. How can we little people spend the winter? Without firewood and grass, you have to spend money? Where does the money come from..."

"Who! Who dares to ramble..." Huang Liu was like a monkey chopping his tail, jumping up and down in anger. "Shameless, shameless, we would rather starve to death than keep the solar terms, and we should also keep the duty of being a human being... What is duty? Confucian etiquette, righteousness, integrity, shame and morality are duty, and ancestor rules are duty... Starving to death is small, and losing morality is great!"

In the autumn wind, the people of the whole village made Huang Xiucai scold him for an hour. Anyway, when it comes to the scholar, he told a truth. In order to prevent this special industrial zone from being formed, it is also appropriate that even if everyone starved to death.

But many people can't understand why everyone came to teach us? Jiao Siye, Captain Zhou and Huang Xiucai, everyone has their own reasons, but why didn't anyone ask everyone how to solve the meal this morning? Where should we get the fodder for animals?

An hour later, Huang Xiucai got angry and turned around and left. In the cold wind, only the helpless villagers were left looking at the breeze of the fire, and they were all crying without tears.

"Old Heavenly Ancestor, how do we live? How do we live..." There was a cry of sadness in the crowd.
Chapter completed!