"You...you..." Master Qing San was so angry that he couldn't speak. He pointed at the family kneeling on the ground with his hands trembling, and pointed at the sympathetic military policemen, and his expressions changed rapidly.

It took a full half a minute to put it in a sentence, "What's wrong with them? Do you care about the sky and the earth, why do you care about other people's feet?"

"That's right..." The sloppy beggar and the thin scholar said in unison, "We beg and tie our feet, what's wrong with you?"

Those military and police were amused and laughed. On weekdays, anyone who had the intention to talk nonsense to this group of people was beaten out of Xishuimen with a stick. You can curse whatever you like when you leave Xishuimen. But it is not possible to explain today. The first-rank prime minister and the prime minister of the Qing Dynasty were in front of them, and this story would have to be gone.

The oldest military and police stood up and bowed to the people around them and said, "Sir! Young and old men! The order to prohibit foot binding was issued by the Prime Minister. This is to stop destroying women and breaking up evil and bad habits... Everyone has mothers, daughters and sisters. Seeing their foot bones broken and then twisted, they can't even go the way. Do you really feel sorry for them?"

"You will continue this shameless and vicious custom?"

"Your Excellency, you are a nobleman of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty. You know the laws of the Qing Dynasty more clearly than me... You should know that Manchu women do not bind their feet, right? Emperor Shunzhi, who entered the pass, once issued an imperial edict personally to prohibit women from binding their feet in the world!"

"Later, I thought that the Han people in the world had too much obstacles, but the imperial edict was not implemented at all, but the imperial edict was not abolished, and he was still hidden in the Forbidden City!"

"But what you said today violates your ancestor's family rules? Are you still arrogant and arrogant now saying that foot binding is reasonable? Don't tell me what you said, go back to Sijiu City and tell the ancestors in the Taimiao..."

"You...you are so brave!" Master Qingsan's blood pressure suddenly surged. He wanted to say a few words but didn't know what to say. He wanted to scold a few words but couldn't open his mouth. Looking at those unscrupulous looks, Fu Qing wanted to slash the sloppy beggar and the sour scholar with one knife.

"Must! It's all mud..." Master Qing San turned his head and crawled into the sedan chair with anger and said, "Let's go! Go home, I'll go back to Beijing! What a shit place... the ceremony is broken and the music is bad! Bah..."

Several military and police looked at each other, one of them nodded quickly, then turned his head and ran into the city. He wanted to report what happened today to the CIA as soon as possible.

The beggar and scholar knelt on the ground and begged like mud. As a result, no one sympathized with them, and even pulled and pulled out of Xishuimen.

The scene that Master Qing San had experienced had already become numb in the eyes of the officials of Xishuimen. They were very clear about the problems of these refugees and immigrants. It was not so easy to change their lifelong bad habits.

Therefore, all actions must follow the prime minister's principle. "Unite those who are like-minded to build the bones of the Chinese nation, absorb those who are willing to take the initiative to change and gather the flesh and blood, and use severe punishments to control those who are forced to change their thinkers as the skin, so that they can create a healthy and complete Chinese nation..."

"As for those who refuse to repent and refuse all changes, they will be excluded from the Chinese people and let them always look around outside the wall with envious eyes, so that the gap in happiness will torture him, and make him unable to extricate himself from the entanglement of comparing with each other for the rest of his life..."

"If you want to be happy, you must make some contributions. Do you want to change yourself and do whatever you want? Then let him continue to dream..."

The ruthless Xishuimen, the Hulao Pass in the Special Administrative Region! How many human tragedies and comedies are staged here, and the separation between heaven and hell is the difference between heaven and hell.

Fuqing's sedan chair trotted all the way, and the four timid sedan chair trottered, and forgot the wounds of their shoulders. Knowing that their master was in a bad mood, he quickly trotted all the way back home.

Where does Fuqing live? Of course he lives with his sister, and Fuhui's home is in Xiao Letian's palace. The garden palace was expanded based on Huang Juren's old house in the early years.

As soon as the sedan chair fell, Master Qing was impatient to jump out, but the slut in front was not yet ready, and he almost fell down Master San’s horse.

"What a bastard thing! Remove it... smash it for me..." The third master waved his hand and thorned the curtain in half. The guards in the gatehouse were so angry when they saw that the third master was moved, and rushed up to persuade him.

Under Fu Qing's strict order, the four sedan chairmen smashed the sedan chair into pieces, covered with rags and pieces of broken wood.

Until the sedan chairs were all turned into parts, Fu Qing's heart was only three points smaller. He walked into the main entrance and walked towards the backyard, shouting, "Prepare wine and food, bring me wine... Where is my sister? In which garden?"

There are four gardens in the Special Administrative Region Palace. Basically, according to the four solar terms of spring, summer, autumn and winter, flowers blooming in different seasons form a distinct four-season beautiful scenery in different gardens.

Xiao Letian, the palace, didn't live for much time, but Fuhui liked it very much because her body was not very suitable for the stuffy and humid weather of Ryukyu. After living in the north for a long time, she would get a lot of eczema there.

The capital is undercurrent, and factions are fighting against each other. It is better to hide or come out. Therefore, during this period, Fuhui has been staying in the special administrative region palace.

Fuhui is always there, so the servants here have made her trained very well, completely following the model of the Manchu family. The servants have extremely strict rules, and each of them does not dare to step beyond the line.

Fuqing walked through the yard several times, including the moon gate, the veranda, the rockery, the garden, the lotus pond... It was a beautiful view every step. Behind him, a group of maids and mothers followed him, holding wet towels to wipe their faces anytime and anywhere, rinsing their mouths with strong fragrance of flower tea, and running the mouths of Longjing in Jiangnan before the rain. Then he handed over a golden box, which was neatly lined up with paper cigarettes.

He dragged his coat back and threw it away. The clever little maid hurriedly held it in his arms. Fu Qing rushed to the backyard without looking back and angrily. As soon as he entered the moon gate of Xiayuan, he heard the sound of his sister Fuhui chanting a mantra slowly floating in the small Buddhist chanting hall on the rockery.

"Namo, Helatanna, Doraye, Namo, Adaya, Polujah, Shuobolaya, Bodhisattva, Mahasattva..."
Chapter completed!