C1737 Angry San Ye (1/2)

On a slope on the east side of the West Water Gate stood the gnashing teeth of the Qing San Ye. Four sedan bearers stood by the side of the road, guarding the sedan chair while looking at the head minister timidly.

”Brothers, what do you think happened to the lord these days?” He was determined to bring out the broken palanquin in his home … ”It's been so many years since I've lifted a palanquin. My shoulders can't take it anymore. I've been going bald for the past two days …”

”Alright, be quiet!” ”I heard from the little girl in the inner court that my lord has been quarreling with my wife for the past few days. After quarrelling, he would drink to ease his worries. I think it should be related to the imperial government …”

In truth, they didn't know that Qing San Ye was just being angry, he had nowhere to vent his anger on Xiao Letian, and since he couldn't see Xiao Letian, he could only use the people beside him to cause trouble.

Fu Qing was originally a martial general, he loved to ride horses rather than sit on palanquins, but this time, in order to get into a quarrel with Xiao Letian, he had a temper like that of a child. The more you, Tanggu, fawn over this foreign devil, the more I am opposing you, don't you guys look down on sitting in a palanquin? I had to sit in a palanquin.

As a result, people in Tanggu City could always see Qing San Ye sitting on a half-used palanquin and walking back and forth. It was strange, humans were a kind of habitual animal, it was normal for Great Qing Dynasty to walk with palanquins everywhere, but in these past two years, when people looked at the palanquin again, it made them feel like they were in another world.

It was too strange. A broken palanquin was shuttling back and forth between the pedestrians and the carriage, and the four men were so tired that they were gasping for breath. Even they themselves felt awkward lifting the palanquin, only to discover that everyone on the street was looking at them strangely.

The military police and the bosses of the various big companies all knew about the relationship between Qing San Ye and Prime Minister Xiao. No one dared to offend him, no one dared to laugh at him, and they just let him mess around.

Of course, Fu Qing was not making trouble. As the second in command of the Head Office, his biggest job was to push the foreign affairs movement in the Great Qing, observing the Jiang Nan and the Ryukyu was a work that had to be done every year. As for the Tanggu District in close proximity, he paid more attention to it than anyone else, and all the experience here was something he had to record.

All sorts of factories had to be inspected, all kinds of shops had to be questioned, and even civil affairs work was within his range of inspection, such as the most chaotic West Water Gate.

This was the place for registration and administration of household registration. Everything that happened here every day was enough for a major drama to be written.

Thousands of people gathered outside the West Water Gate every day, forming shacks and waiting for the officials to investigate. This was during a busy period, if there was any free time in autumn or winter, the number of civilians who settled in this place would be over ten thousand.

The area was covered in shacks. People from all over the place were either traveling alone or taking their families with them. Fortunately, the district was short on manpower and was very efficient in administration, so it did not cause a large number of people to gather.

Not only were there those who entered, there were also those who went out. The number of refugees that were expelled every day was over a hundred or even a few hundred.

These were all the citizens of the Great Qing, and all of them were being picked around like animals. Those who were disobedient would even be beaten and scolded, this was truly shameful.

Just as he was about to lash out, three military police officers grabbed a man by the hair braid and dragged him across the road. The man who was struggling desperately begged for mercy with an accent he didn't know he used.

”Oh my god …” Grandpa Soldier... Let me stay for another two months... ”How do you do, old man …”