"Mr. Li, what are you doing?" In the empty Zhou Mansion, the housekeeper hurriedly stepped on the abandoned waste on the grass with the corner of his robe and came to the study where Li Mingchang lived.

"But, grind the ink for me, I'm going to report to the official." Li Mingchang, who was blushing and swollen, was squatting on the ground and searching for rice paper from his bag.

"What official should I report to?!" The housekeeper got the reward long ago. He knew the whole story and did not take action. He just stood behind the boy and looked extremely ugly: "Young Man Li, in a few days, you will go to Guangzhou with me to meet the master. Why are you entangled with that group of people in Foshan?"

"They openly talked in the teahouse to deceive the public, and they were all ruthless words!" Li Mingchang stood up and clenched his fists, glaring at the butler.

But the butler glanced at Li Mingchang, pressed disdain and contempt into his stomach, and said impatiently: "Master Li, I know you have been living in the countryside. I don't understand that the city is not like the countryside. There are all kinds of religions in this city. Let them tell you whatever they say! What are you calculating with those inferior people! I tell you that if Foshan is in trouble, Guangzhou City will be closed immediately, and you will not be able to enter the city at that time. I think it will only take these few days. Don't make any troubles. Just leave quickly after finishing your work!"

"What? Are you saying that Foshan will grow hair in the near future?" Li Mingchang was shocked by these words.

The housekeeper thought the idiot was frightened and said casually: "It's for sure. Foshan will definitely not be able to defend it."

"You bastard! You actually agree with those bastards who are witchy and confusing the crowd!" Li Mingchang suddenly grabbed the front of the housekeeper, his face full of disappointment, and was furious after shock. He shouted: "Mr. Ye Mingchen has issued the order to wipe out the long-haired hair! A beast like Zhao Kuo will be done in the near future! You are actually in trouble with the hearts of the army and the people in the rear..."

The housekeeper was startled and looked at the young and angry eyes. Then he smiled and said, "If what Lord Ye said works, why did your uncle, Mr. Zhou, sell Foshan's industries and business and move into Guangzhou City?"

As he said that, he slowly took Li Mingchang's hand off his front and continued, "This is the master's judgment. Anyone with a discerning eye knows what will happen."

"My uncle thinks so too?" Li Mingchang stared at his eyes and his body trembled weakly.

Pulling the wrinkled robe, the housekeeper smiled and said, "It's not that there are people who think the same as you, but they are all scholars and literati who are ignorant of the world. These people are useless. All the officials, gentry and wealthy people in Foshan are running to safe Guangzhou. As for the words you heard in the teahouse, it's simply not worth mentioning. Recently, there have been too many evil words in Foshan. I wonder how many people dare to say in the downtown city: I wish the Qing Dynasty was over. Let me tell you, the guys from the Heaven and Earth worship the heaven and earth in the Eagle Corner Sha of Foshan every night, and they meet heroes from all directions. What they say is even more terrifying, and they are directly rebelling. Now some people even dare to wear their braids and wear costumes to show off on the streets!

"Didn't anyone report it to the government?" Li Mingchang was really shocked this time.

The housekeeper spread his hands and smiled and said, "You think people like me know that if you have a little snack in the government, can you not know? But who cares? The officials are busy making money. As for evil words and rebellion, it is not his business, it is the emperor."

"Corrupt officials."

"Yes, there are too many corrupt officials these days. If the master hadn't been the richest man in Foshan's cloth industry, he wouldn't have wanted to go... cough cough." The housekeeper said, coughing and concealing his mouth.

"Corrupt officials are all beasts that deceive the emperor, and they will not die sooner or later. If I were the chief of Foshan, I would definitely..." Li Mingchang sat back on the bed weakly.

"You are not much better to be a fucking official." The butler stared at Li Mingchang's stomach and laughed, but said, "I have arranged a small boat for you, Master. Today you can go to Guangzhou first."

"Don't you want me to go with you?" Li Mingchang was stunned.

"You go first." The housekeeper cursed: If you weren't a little boy who caused trouble everywhere, it would be a waste of trouble at first glance. I could leave behind the major matters of inventory and go to find the official who opened the letter to you to the city?

"That's fine. The man who beat me seems to know you servants. What is he doing? I can't be beaten like this, right?" Li Mingchang lowered his head, but his cheeks immediately hurt like a burning fire. Thinking of the man with red face, his stomach became full of hatred. To be honest, he wanted to sue the group of people for rebellion. On the one hand, he had never been humiliated before, and was beaten publicly.

"You are just asking for trouble this time. You are really beaten up in vain." The housekeeper cursed wildly, but there was something of concern on his face. He personally turned Li Mingchang's face and looked at the slap mark, and said, "I'll ask someone to apply it to you immediately. Young Master, the famous Mr. Zhang from Foshan, from Tiandihui, who opened a brothel and an opium restaurant, and he kept a group of thugs under his command. The head of the yamen runners of the county government was a brother who was close friends of Eight Bibles, and he was a guy who was both black and white in Foshan. Fortunately, the matter was not big, otherwise the master would not be in Foshan, and he would not be able to protect you."

"What's wrong with the heaven and earth? Is the big judge's house in the country? Are we afraid of a hooligan?"

The housekeeper laughed, patted Li Mingchang on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "This is a place in the city that is not as good as the countryside. This group of people has been around since ancient times, and is the so-called troublemakers. But now there are farmers who cannot live in the countryside and worker laborers everywhere. If you incite them, you will be troublemakers. What's more, troublemakers have organized them and become the World Club, occupying many industries. Let's talk about the cloth merchants. If they are unloading goods, they will give the World Club less money to the World Club, and they will not do it, and you will not find other coolies who dare to take this price. Then our goods should not come down from the dock. So the people all love to enter the World Club, and the World Club has raised the market prices of the World Club. If they don't have them, we will make more money."

"Does the government ignore this?"

"Who cares about it now? I heard that when the Qing Dynasty first founded, the five people had their heads beheaded at the gatherings. At that time, there must be no such annoying unruly people. The world has changed." The housekeeper shook his head complainingly.

With the "Guaranteed Letter" issued by the government, Li Mingchang, as a good citizen, successfully found his cousin's mansion in Guangzhou through the city gate.

After reporting to his home, he was immediately led in enthusiastically, but Mr. Zhou was busy for the time being, so Li Mingchang was waiting in the doorman.

After a while, my cousin saw a Qing army officer sending out with a smile on his face.

"Uncle!" The cousin saw the guests away. As soon as he came back, Li Mingchang rushed out immediately and hugged his cousin. After the family suffered a huge disaster, Li Mingchang saw his relatives for the first time and tears came down his eyes.

"Achang!" Cousin shouted in surprise, and then he murmured: "Achang, you are suffering." The uncle and nephew hugged each other tightly.

After a warm and sad reunion, at the dinner table, Mr. Zhou said to his nephew: "Achang, your family's affairs are over. Anyway, you are the only one who lives well. Don't be too sad now. What do you want to do in Guangzhou? You can rest here or help me take care of the shop in Hong Kong, where I can trust someone there. Of course, Lord Ye Mingchen issued an announcement. No matter how furry grows, the scientific examination will be held as scheduled this year, and you can also review your books and prepare for the imperial examination."

"Uncle, I heard that Guangzhou recruited green camps and regiments, and I wanted to join the army." Li Mingchang said.

"Job to the army?" Mr. Zhou's whole family was full of food, and more than a dozen eyes looked at Li Mingchang as if they were looking at monsters: "Are you going to join the army at this time?"

Li Mingchang put down his job and said, "Now I need to join the army and serve the country. My whole family was killed by Changmao, and I can't read any more. My nephew only wants to avenge such a deep hatred on the battlefield."

After a long time of frost, my cousin kicked the daddy in a daze under the table. Master Zhou turned around and looked at Li Mingchang and said, "Achang, your father and my elder brother are not only relatives to me, but also helped me when I was in trouble. You are the only seedling in his family. I can't let you join the army."

"Uncle, I have made up my mind. Even if you don't agree, I will join the army myself." Li Mingchang said firmly.

"In this way, what if your Li family's bloodline is broken? How can I have the honor to meet my elder brother in the future?" Mr. Zhou said in embarrassment.

"I'll join the army myself, it has nothing to do with you." Li Mingchang said.

"You can't join the army by yourself! If you join the army, I will definitely be the only one who can help you." Mr. Zhou sighed.

Li Mingchang was stunned and thought that half of Guangdong had grown hair and Guangzhou was in danger. Why can't he join the army at this time? He is strong and not disabled!

"You can't go to the group training. You are just a group of local hooligans. You are from a scholarly family." The cousin explained in a low voice: "But when you enter a regular green camp, you have to buy it with money, and you have to wait for the difference. If you lack it, you can make up for it."

"I didn't want to be an officer, what's wrong with being a soldier? As long as I can kill Changmao, I don't care about anything!" Li Mingchang said gritting his teeth.

"You think you can kill Changhai when you join the army?" Mr. Zhou looked at his ignorant nephew and snorted coldly in his nose.

My cousin smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't say I'll make up for the officers for you, I'm talking about the soldiers."

"What?" Li Mingchang was stunned.

"There are fixed quotas in the military camp. As long as you don't die, you usually have 24-year-olds on the list, and there are not 54-year-olds. You have to wait until the soldier dies or gets disabled and gets retired, and the quota is missing, so you can replenish his quota."

"There is no such trouble. There are empty wages everywhere in the green camp," Mr. Zhou interrupted, "I will give him 1,000 taels of silver for a soldier, and you will definitely be able to go. But I really don't want to."

As he said that, he raised his chopsticks and pointed at the door and said loudly: "In addition to robbing civilians and smoking opium, can those bastards fight? Last year, Shaozhou was known as the heavy army guarding, and the border of Hunan and Guangdong was comparing to Tieguan, Tong'an, and Kunshou won the victory. As a result, Zhao Ziwei appeared outside Guangzhou City in a swagger? Now he is not busy preparing for the war, but he is competing for money! I am the vice president of the Guangdong Clothing Chamber of Commerce. Since I heard the name Zhao Ziwei, our guild gave Ye Mingchen 200,000 taels of silver for the country! And today, nephew, you see, Cui Datong, the deputy general of the Qing army who came to find me, actually said that the weather was hot, and the soldiers were harshly heatstroke, and they wanted to pay for sour plum soup! I fucked it and gave another 300 taels of silver before I sent it away!"

"It's very hard for soldiers to train..." Li Mingchang was a little dissatisfied. He felt that his uncle was so rich, so he shouldn't be so uneasy about this little money.

"Cousin, you don't know. Now the government and the officers and soldiers come almost every day," the cousin sighed and said, "It's just a fundraising event. It's a dazzling array of names, from military submission money to weapons money, patrol fees, firearm money, red pink money, city building donations, and fort donations. Today, even the sour plum soup money is out. Alas. And these things are all about fundraising, but they are actually done by the government and soldiers. They dare not not give it, and they must give it. My father does not lack money, but he can't stand it. He can't stand it every day to come to do it."

"What kind of fundraising is just a fucking money robbery! Who knows whether the money we gave is used to buy cannons or go to mahjong to buy cannons?" Mr. Zhou snorted coldly.
Chapter completed!