When the Shahe Gang Master saw Yu Chunqiu, he slapped the table and asked coldly: "Scholar, what are you doing these days? Why don't you send a message back?"

Yu Chunqiu said respectfully: "Gangmaster, I just went to the yamen and was busy asking for news. I was too busy. I was about to come to send the news to the gangmaster tonight, so you asked someone to come to me in advance. Gangmaster, it's not right, don't take it to your heart. From now on, I will send you the news every two days."

Give in favor, apologize, and don't have a penny.

Yu Chunqiu came when he opened his mouth.

face?

If you want to be an official, you cannot have face if you want to be in power. Face is linked to status and power. Yu Chunqiu is now just a lowly yamen runner with no status at all, so of course it is impossible to have face.

When the Shahe Gang leader heard Yu Chunqiu's apology, his anger dissipated a little and said, "No. From now on, you will have to pass messages to me every day."

At this point, the leader of Shahe Gang still did not fully believe in Yu Chunqiu and was on guard against him.

What can Yu Chunqiu do?

Only agree.

"Okay. Then according to the gang leader, I will send the message back once every night in the future." Yu Chunqiu nodded and said.

The leader of Shahe Gang said: "Then tell me, what news have you heard of these days?"

Yu Chunqiu said, "I almost know all the officials in the yamen. Even the Admiral, I have met them from afar. I probably know the relationship between them."

The relationship in the yamen can be said to be quite complicated.

There are local officials and airborne officials.

Local officials have marriages and business partnerships...

The admiral was not a native of Foshan, but an official transferred from abroad.

Before Yu Chunqiu could finish his speech, the leader of Shahe Gang was confused by the interpersonal and interest relationships in the yamen.

The leader of Shahe Gang waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, don't talk anymore. Scholar, your fucking words are too complicated. I feel a mess. Forget it, just handle such things yourself in the future, don't tell me again."

Yu Chunqiu secretly despised him. It turns out that he is a common man. This information will play an unexpected role at critical moments, and he is unwilling to listen.

Yu Chunqiu said: "The gang leader doesn't like listening, so I will choose things that the gang leader is interested in from now on."

The leader of Shahe Gang nodded and said, "If possible, please help me stare at Bao Zhilin. I must know Huang Feihong's every move."

Yu Chunqiu said: "Gangmaster, I am working in the yamen. It is probably unrealistic to stare at Baozhilin. But I will do my best to inquire about Baozhilin from the yamen."

The leader of Shahe Gang said, "I knew, scholar, you will definitely not let me down. Okay, it's okay today, you can go back first."

Yu Chunqiu's expression hesitated: "Gangmaster, can you give me some more money?"

The leader of Shahe Gang said in surprise: "What, you used up those twenty taels of silver? It's only a few days? Do you think it's easy for me to steal the silver?"

Yu Chunqiu said: "Gangmaster, I want to rent a house, have to eat, and I also have to invite Captain Wang and other yamen to drink and eat meat to make a good relationship. Otherwise, where can I get the news?"

The leader of Shahe Gang looked at Yu Chunqiu: "How much do you want?"

Yu Chunqiu said: "One hundred taels of silver."

The leader of Shahe Gang said coldly: "One hundred taels? No!"

Finally, the leader of Shahe Gang gave Yu Chunqiu fifty taels of silver.

Fifty taels of silver were Yu Chunqiu's psychological expectation. He shouted that he wanted one hundred taels, but it was just for bargaining.

...

Back at the rental house, Yu Chunqiu hid the silver: "How much silver did Shahe Gang grab?"

Yu Chunqiu exercised his body and did warm-up exercises.

Next.

Yu Chunqiu wants to practice boxing!

"Burning public opinion worth 1 point."

The public opinion burns at 1 point and can only last for about one minute. Within this minute, Yu Chunqiu's spirit and body will be harmonious and unified, and his thinking will control the body's skeletal muscles to a great extent.

Yu Chunqiu's bones made crackling and crisp sounds, which was equivalent to the level of "the muscles and bones of internal martial arts masters".

One minute later, sweat came out from Yu Chunqiu's forehead.

"Come again!"

“Continue to burn public opinion.

"I must stretch all my muscles and bones, even if I burn all the public opinion in the system."

It’s not that Yu Chunqiu is eager for quick success and instant benefits, but that the current social environment makes Yu Chunqiu feel no sense of security. The power system cannot provide Yu Chunqiu with combat effectiveness, but can only assist.

To improve your strength, you still have to work hard.

After burning the only remaining public opinion value in the system, Yu Chunqiu finally stretched out his muscles, bones and joints and was able to complete a set of Yan's boxing techniques.

Depressed on the hard bed, Yu Chunqiu's sweat wet his clothes and bedding. He didn't have the strength to move his fingers now.

My body was sore, but my muscles and muscles were constantly shaking, which gave people a warm feeling.

Pain and happiness.

Yu Chunqiu fell into deep sleep less than half a minute after lying down.

...

Captain Wang came to Yu Chunqiu's residence, and the room was filled with pungent sweat. Yu Chunqiu had not yet woken up.

"Yu Chunqiu, are you sick?" Captain Wang shook Yu Chunqiu who was lying on the bed.

Yu Chunqiu was awakened and said, "Wang Tou, why are you here?"

Captain Wang said, "You boy asked. Look, it's noon now, and you haven't gone to the yamen yet. I'm afraid something will happen to you, so I come here."

Yu Chunqiu didn't expect that he had slept for more than ten hours in one sleep, and he slept so hard.

No matter what, it was so delicious that I slept this time.

My muscles all over my body were even more sore, and the sequelae of excessive boxing practice last night appeared.

Yu Chunqiu said, "Tao Wang, I'm fine, I just overslept."

Captain Wang looked at Yu Chunqiu in confusion: "Is it really okay?"

Yu Chunqiu said, "It's really okay."

Captain Wang said, "It's fine. I want me to tell you that after lunch, you should go to Baozhilin and ask Master Huang to prescribe some medicine for you."

Captain Wang muttered a few more words and left. The room was so irritating, and Captain Wang was not willing to stay for a moment.

Yu Chunqiu took a hot bath, changed his clothes and rushed to Baozhilin. He wanted to find Huang Feihong to prescribe some medicine for bathing, which would be better to strengthen the body and bones.

...

Come to Baozhilin.

Yu Chunqiu clasped his fists and said, "Master Huang, we meet again. Yu Chunqiu is polite here."

Huang Feihong was treating a vegetable vendor's wounds. He looked at Yu Chunqiu in confusion and felt familiar. Yu Chunqiu did not wear the "official uniform" of the yamen runners today, and Huang Feihong didn't think of him for a moment.

Huang Feihong suddenly realized and finally remembered that Yu Chunqiu was a yamen runner in the yamen.

Huang Feihong smiled and said, "It turns out it's Lord Yu. Asu, hurry up and serve tea for Lord Yu."

Yu Chunqiu's status as a person in the yamen was well reflected at this moment.

If Yu Chunqiu was not from the yamen, Huang Feihong might not have been so polite.

Yu Chunqiu said, "Master Huang is polite. Yu is just a yamen runner, but he cannot be called "Old Master".

Seeing the vegetable vendor's upper wound, Yu Chunqiu frowned and said, "Is it a gunshot wound?!"

Huang Feihong bandaged the wounds of the vegetable vendor and said worriedly: "There are many foreigners in Foshan and many concessions, and the national flags of various countries are dazzling. The uncle can't tell the difference between the American flag and the British flag. When delivering the vegetables, he got on the wrong boat and was injured by the Americans with muskets. Fortunately, the bullet did not hit the vital point, otherwise he would be afraid that his life would be lost."

Yu Chunqiu remained silent.

Huang Feihong asked, "Mr. Yu, I wonder if you are here in Baozhilin, but what is your body uncomfortable?"

Yu Chunqiu stretched out his wrist and said, "Let me take my pulse first."

Yu Chunqiu wanted to examine Huang Feihong's medical skills and confirm whether traditional Chinese medicine is really that magical.

Huang Feihong smiled slightly and took Yu Chunqiu's pulse directly.

After a cup of tea, Huang Feihong understood Yu Chunqiu's pulse: "Mr. Yu, you must proceed step by step in martial arts practice, and you must not be too hasty, otherwise it will damage the foundation of your body."

Huang Feihong really figured out Yu Chunqiu's physical condition.

Yu Chunqiu said: "Master Huang, can you prescribe me a few medications? It is best to strengthen my body and strengthen my bones and increase my strength."

Huang Feihong shook his head and said, "Baozhilin's medicinal materials are not that magical. I can prescribe medicine for Lord Yu, but the effect can only eliminate bone fatigue at most. Lord Yu, you are not sick, eat more chicken, duck, fish and meat, and you will be cured in a few days of cultivation."

Eat more meat to supplement nutrition.

It sounds easy, but buying good food requires money.

Being poor in literature and wealth in martial arts is a famous saying.

If you don’t have some financial resources, it’s impossible to practice martial arts.

Practicing martial arts and boxing is something that rich families do. The only way out for poor families is to study. Why? Because the cost of studying is low.

Yu Chunqiu carried a few bags of medicinal herbs and paid the money to leave Baozhilin.

Huang Feihong said, "Mr. Yu, I will go to the yamen with you. The vegetable vendor was injured. I want to be fair for him. I believe that justice is in the hearts of the people."

Justice is in the hearts of the people?

Huang Feihong's decades old man is still so naive and naive in his mind. Since ancient times, justice has not lies in people's hearts, but right or wrong lies in strength.

Justice and dignity are only above the sword.

Fist is the hard truth.

Whoever has the strength is right and right.

Yu Chunqiu nodded and said, "Okay. Then let's go to the yamen together."

...

Huang Feihong met several adults in the yamen, and even met the Foshan Admiral.

However, when it comes to foreigners, no one dares to interfere.

Even Empress Dowager Cixi, the Lafayette in the Forbidden City, was afraid of foreigners and even shouted the slogan "Measure the material resources of China and make the country happy."

How dare the small Foshan Yamen offend foreigners?

Huang Feihong looked angry, obviously because he was angry by the officials in the yamen.

Yu Chunqiu said, "Master Huang, I'll give you it."

Yu Chunqiu sent Huang Feihong out of the yamen.

Huang Feihong said in grief and anger: "The people have suffered grievances and have nowhere to seek justice, and no one is in charge of justice. Lord Yu, why do you think this is?"

Yu Chunqiu said: "The people are afraid of government offices, and the Qing court is afraid of foreigners. The life and death of the vegetable vendors except Master Huang will care, who else will care about others?"

Huang Feihong clenched his fists: "Do you ignore this matter?"

Yu Chunqiu took a deep breath, looked firm, and said, "I don't care about the yamen, I will take care of it. Although Yu is just a yamen runner, he is also a man in the government. Yu has no choice but to seek justice for the people."

Huang Feihong stared at Yu Chunqiu and bowed: "Thank you, Lord Yu."

bite.

Power system feedback information: Received 10 points from Huang Feihong’s public opinion.

Yu Chunqiu thought to himself that there are 10 more public opinion points worth it.
Chapter completed!