The address of the Chinese yamen is still located in the Martial Arts School. Wang Song and Tan Shaobai are originally in the Mansion Class, so they simply became the general office and assistant of the Chinese yamen, responsible for maintaining ground security in Tianjin. The students of the Martial Arts School all have basic cultural knowledge and can read and write, and they are fully qualified to serve as subordinates in this temporary institution.

According to the consultation results of the commanders of various countries, the temporary management agency was named the Dutong Yamen. The highest management agency composed of various officials was called the Tianjin Provisional Management Committee. It had an armed force of 300 people, most of which were Fusang soldiers. Tiele was extremely dissatisfied with the establishment of this organization and did not send officers and soldiers to participate. Instead, the entire army headed straight to the capital, intending to attack the city first and loot the goods.

The part that the Chinese are responsible for is named Dutong Yamen, which is under the jurisdiction of Reinstein's mercenary group, with a total of more than 730 foreign gun teams and is equipped with military school students as translators and assistants. It also has food, finance, sanitation, private property management, police, issuance and review institutions. Some believers and missionaries were also hired as co-organizers, which are considered as groups that can take into account all aspects of the forces.

According to Reinstein's request, all the mercenaries were wearing the same military uniform and had their own flags. Mrs. Jason bribed several military officers from the coalition forces and brought out eight hundred brand new military uniforms, making the wear of this army even more decent than that of the regular army.

At the level of officers, all new revolvers and command knives were issued, which was no different from the army except for the lack of epaulettes. In addition, foreign band members were hired from the concession as military musicians, playing drums and shaking flags, and patrolling around the city, which made soldiers and soldiers from all countries look at them.

In terms of funding, the 150,000 yuan deposited by the Wubei Academy is the initial funding, and the subsequent part is borrowed from Huabi Bank.

At present, foreigners need food first, followed by ammunition and military supplies, and the people also cannot do without food. Since the Flying Tiger Group has been born in chaos, there are many grain stores in Tianjin and are not open for business. Later, wars are getting more and more urgent, and the city has less grain. At present, food must be guaranteed to be eaten by the coalition forces. The price of grain in Tianjin changes three times a day, and rice is as expensive as pearls. After the establishment of the Dutong Yamen, the price of rice can be stabilized, porridge and rice can be distributed, and the number of people starving to death can be minimized.

In addition, foreigners asked civilians to transport supplies, solicited women as military discipline, and asked to search for the Flying Tiger Regiment. Tiel soldiers used the excuse of searching for the Flying Tiger Regiment to kill the Beitang area. Fires were lit up in villages, and the people fled out in screams, but the intensive rafts of gunfires were greeted.

The abuse of women is often accompanied by massacres. Fireworks emerged from village to village and eventually turned into ruins. Villages that have never been used to practice boxing were also ruthlessly slaughtered, with the reason only because it looks like it, or the village may have money, or some feuds with the people.

When the Flying Tiger Regiment was prosperous, the Ermaozi and Sanmaozi killed whatever they saw. Now, under the leadership of the believers, foreign soldiers retaliated in a more barbaric and cruel way, playing the role they once hated deeply.

When the residents in the countryside became increasingly difficult to survive, a news spread among them, and there was a way out in Tianjin. The Dutong Yamen set up a porridge yard and distributed porridge every day. Although there were very few porridge and rice, it could finally save one's life and not starve to death. Moreover, there were foreign soldiers and guards there, and soldiers from all over the country would not kill people for no reason.

In addition, the Dutong Yamen will also select Ding Zhuang from the crowd to deliver military food and weapons to the coalition forces. Every day of work, they will get wages and food. In order to survive, people will begin to gather in the city at the same time to strive for a front-line vitality.

In the city, after Zhao Guanhou arranged Ryanstein's troops, the second one he wanted was Hou Xing and Li Rongqing. The Li family was not killed in this war. In fact, he had always had contacts with foreigners and was prepared for foreigners to enter the city. When the guns and cannons fired, the Li family hung several Thai flags. Although two shells were shot in the house, their vitality was not injured, and not many people were killed or injured. They just spent a sum of money to give to the foreigners.

Hou Xing and others were much more miserable than that. The little shoe shop was poor, and foreign soldiers were not interested in robbing, so they set off a fire and burned all the houses. Hou Xing and others lived in a place, and knew that foreigners could not afford to offend them, so they had to take refuge in the water ladder Li's house. So they looked for Li Rongqing and found him.

When talking about this incident, they both sighed about the remnant of the disaster. Hou Xing said, "We are pretty good, but Ma Da's nose is terrible. Two foreign soldiers were going to harm his lover. He stopped him and asked the foreign soldiers to pick him with one knife, and his intestines were all out. This is also a terrible death. And Mr. Meng is also very down and out now."

Zhao Guanhou was stunned. After he entered Tianjin, he did not hear any news about Meng Siyuan. In addition, there was one thing that happened here, and he did not care about him. He asked quickly: "What's wrong with my second brother?"

"The second master's factory was burned by the Flying Tiger Group. You also know that it was his hard work. If it were gone, who would have suffered it? The man was in his heart in one breath, sick on the kang, and foreign soldiers robbed the door of the mansion. If it weren't for a few servants protecting him, he wouldn't have been able to get better. Now he doesn't even have a home and stays with a bunch of flower boys. Tell me, he, a rich young man, has fallen to this point? Mr. Li sent someone to take him over once, but he didn't move. This man is poor and upright and does not eat the food he rewarded. But in this situation, it's useless and he has to live. Don't rob the money. The factory is burning. A very good businessman almost turned down. What's the world? Let's go to see him a few days later and secretly give him some food. The other is the child of the rich head. When did he suffer this crime? It makes people feel sad."

Zhao Guanhou asked Meng Siyuan's lower place, first remembered it in his heart, and then instructed him, "The government government office was established, and the public security on the ground in Tianjin will depend on everyone. We eat the pot and drink the streets, and when we hire people, we have to take the initiative. We are not the only one who provokes foreigners and Flying Tiger Group, but we are not the only one who cleans the ground and fights those thieves and robs while taking advantage of the situation. From now on, all the pot and robbers in Tianjin have to move to maintain order. Whoever dares to take advantage of the situation will never let go easily. If you dare to move hard, please ask foreign soldiers for help."

Li Rongqing nodded, "Don't worry, the more than 100 guns in my Li family are not vegetarians. Whoever dares to make trouble in the chaos will kill me."

"There is another thing. When we put porridge and rice, we are rushing to eat. There will inevitably be fighting. Order must be maintained to ensure that the elderly, weak, women and children are not squeezed to the back. Among the refugees, there are good people and bad people. These are all up to you. If there are bad people, they will be arrested and sent to the front line to sell hard labor for foreigners. Those who are disobedient will be beaten to death. I only want one thing. There is no big trouble on the ground in Tianjin and not let the people suffer any more. Also, the people from the Flying Tiger Group... will persuade them to leave after the visit comes out. Anyone who has snatched things and gets out what he snatched out. If he still wants to make trouble with foreigners, he cannot keep them. If he can deal with them, he will deal with them by himself. Don't use foreigners easily."

Li Rongqing and Hou Xing came to the city through the coalition forces, and they all knew in their hearts that anyone who killed foreigners would inevitably be strongly retaliated by foreigners. It would be difficult to deal with just one negotiation. In addition, both sides had no good feelings for the Flying Tiger Corps, so they did not resist this order.

Hou Xing said: "Foreigners ask us for women, how about this? A good daughter can't harm them, right?"

"This is natural, so I have to go to find Tuchang, the other one in the third place, who is also in the white house. If you are willing to go, you have to go. If you don't want to go, you have to go. At this time, I can't say so much. In addition, for foreigners, I have to give up at most ten women at most, and I can stuff them a little bit at a time. If I give them enough, I will want more next time. Don't worry, there are foreigners behind us. When they should be soft, they will also have to get angry."

These gangsters are all ghosts in the ground. At this time, the order collapsed after the war. They came out to maintain public order, and the effect was better than that of ordinary troops. Li Rongqing took out part of the stored grain to distribute it. Before the war, Mrs. Jiansen hoarded a large amount of grain. At this time, part of it was sold to the coalition forces at a high price, and a small part was also taken out to provide relief. I think that in this year, the number of people who starved to death in Tianjin would not be much more than in previous years.

In the afternoon, an acquaintance came to him, but it was the Yankee businessman Hoover. Zhao Guanhou was very familiar with him and had business cooperation in Shandong. When he saw him coming, he was very surprised, "Why did you come here if you are not in Shandong?"

Hoover smiled and opened his arms, hugged Zhao Guanhou, "In fact, I came earlier than you thought. I want to thank you and my friends. If you hadn't found so many projects in me, I might still live in Tianjin now, and then I might be hit by artillery fire or killed by people from the Flying Tiger Regiment. As for now, I am here to look for opportunities, and the opportunity will come. I hope to join your government office and maintain public security in Tianjin together."

Zhao Guanhou naturally would not object to the more foreigner in the yamen. If one more foreigner is here, it will be easier to negotiate. At that time, foreigners can come forward to deal with foreigners. Moreover, Hoover is not an unknown man, but a businessman with certain assets. Similar to the great Jinshi, he has a good arm in negotiations. But he doesn't understand why Hoover insists on joining the yamen.

Hoover did not conceal it, "My business in the Jin Dynasty was very smooth and I had accumulated a certain amount of wealth, but my ambition was not just a rich man. I hope to achieve certain development in integrity. But I don't have the qualifications. If I could take on part of the work in the Dutong yamen, in the future, I would be more likely to obtain some official positions... It is probably difficult for you to understand that the official system of our country is completely different from yours."

Zhao Guanhou said: "No, I understand your system very much. I already understand what you said. When you have money, you want to be an official, a member of parliament, a governor or a president, right?"

"Oh...I didn't think about the president, it's too far away." Hoover smiled. "I just thought I could try."

"No problem, believe me, the experience of the Dutong Yamen must be very suitable for you. You just need to find a reporter to help you package it, and turn the experience of the Dutong Yamen into a humanitarian rescue operation, which can bring you a great reputation. After all, there are not many people in your country in Tianjin, the mysterious and distant East, war and rescue, this subject is very good."

Hoover was shiny when he said Zhao Guanhou, and the two almost hit it off. He had no resistance to become a member of the Tutong yamen. He also had connections in the concession, including food, medicine, and these scarce supplies. In particular, he was a sign of humanitarian aid. In the name of charity, he could do many things that were inconvenient to Jason in the name of charity.

With such a foreign devil in the yamen, Wang and Gu both vented their anger. In the future, Hoover could mediate the coalition management agency for food and supplies. In order to gain a reputation for himself, he would definitely be within a certain range to ease the big gold and use each other. The people of Tianjin could finally get a bite of food.

The sky gradually darkened. In a dilapidated temple, more than twenty unkempt and dirty Huazi returned from everywhere. The broken casserole and broken bowl in her arms contained the fruits of today. Tianjin suffered a disaster, and Huazi was basically impossible to get something to eat. All they could do was to go to the porridge shed established by the Dutong Yamen to ask for a bowl of porridge.

The leader of Hanako is a beggar in his thirties. He is very strong and is said to be a deserter. He is very good at his subordinates. Three or five people are not his opponents. In the current chaotic situation, life is worthless, and such people are the most terrifying. A bunch of Hanako put together half a pot of porridge he saved and gave it to the leader.

The leader looked at it, but pointed to Hanako who was curled up in the corner, "Get him a bowl, don't let him starve to death."

This Hanazi is an alien among all Hanazi. The raw skin and tender flesh are not from poor people at first glance and have never suffered. Although the clothes on her body are torn, you can see that they are an excellent robe, but they are not made into a bad shape.

He never begs for food, nor would he kneel on the ground and expose his upper body like they did, and then smashed bricks into his chest to gain sympathy. At most, he followed the team and stretched his hands to someone's house, and then he simply couldn't even go out. People like this are the one with the worst work skills among beggars. If someone hadn't delivered food and money every now and then, he would have starved to death.

A Hanazi said charmingly: "Master Gan, you can drink this porridge first, and give it to him if you drink the rest."

"Get out!" The leader kicked the Hanazi and said, "Hurry up and serve him a bowl. He starved to death, and no one will deliver food to us! Those who delivered food were all pots and guns on their hands, which was hard to mess with. This man has a history, don't he understand!"

The beggar who was kicked did not dare to say anything anymore, so he quickly poured the porridge into a broken bowl and put it in front of the flower with his back facing everyone. "Master, have you been drinking the porridge? Like you are still moving every day, you do nothing except lying down. You have made contributions. If you want to come, you have to respect you first. Then you will suffer and drink it."

The beggar with a mud-faced face didn't speak, but just opened his eyes and looked, raised the porridge bowl, and waited for it to drink. At the entrance of the temple, someone suddenly shouted: "What a good person for my second brother, can I drink this porridge? Second brother, I'll be one step late, come with me now, let's eat it!"

The Huazi looked up and saw a young and tall military officer standing at the gate of the temple. Behind him was a team of guards. The Huazi, who was usually majestic, was shocked. He suddenly stepped forward and knelt down and kowtowed, "Mr. Zhao! You are Mr. Zhao Guanhou Zhao! You don't know the young one anymore, the young one is Gao Sheng! You gave me a small gold watch, do you still remember?"

Zhao Guanhou looked at him, "Gaosheng? You are here too, this is a coincidence. Get up first, I want to talk to my second brother."
Chapter completed!