Chapter 10 The First Police Officer in History

Seeing that the paper on Bai Gui's paper only had three words "Thirteen Lines". When he entered the yard, it was already noon. Next to the courtyard, a burly middle-aged man with silver and long shoulders hanging on the courtyard was holding a wooden puddle to drink the cold well water. It was winter, but he was not afraid of choking and catching a cold wind.

"Stop!" The patrolman caught Ye Zhao from the corner of his eyes and immediately threw the water scoop into the bucket. He looked at Ye Zhao with a fierce look. The police officers of the Patrol Bureau were recruited by the regiment warriors, and most of them had seen battle formations. The patrolman made military achievements for many small soldiers, so it was not surprising that they had fierce spirit.

"Are you Ye Zhao?" Xun's big eyes were as bright as a bull's eyes.

"Yes." Ye Zhao hurriedly took out the "patient license" from his pocket and handed it over, and gave it a loose gift. The inspector frowned and thought to himself that this was all something, and he stuffed it to me.

The police permit included a photo of Ye Zhao wearing a beard and a public seal. The inspector went over and over and over and over before handing it back to Ye Zhao. Instead, he shouted according to the police regulations: "I am Wei Dingyi, the governor of the Xiguan Police Bureau!" The salute was much more standard than Ye Zhao, and he was full of energy.

Ye Zhao nodded in his heart, much better than he expected.

"Go to that house! Let's meet Ma Xiaocui and get a gun and prepare to patrol." Wei Dingyi whispered to the east wing.

Ye Zhao had just turned around, and Wei Dingyi added another sentence to the back: "Do you understand the rules of deducting silver?"

Ye Zhao of course knew that the primary police officers paid two taels of silver every month, and if they were late for no reason, they would be deducted one point of silver once, and if they were late for one tael, they would be deducted one tael twice, and if they were three times, they would be deducted all the monthly salary.

The east wing room was empty with long tables and wooden chairs, and some documents were piled on the table. Before Ye Zhao could adapt to the dark light in the wing room, he heard the clear voice of the woman: "I was late on the first day, I really admire you."

A policewoman stood up on the wooden chair by the window, a pretty girl, but her lips were always tightly pursed, obviously she was a little stubborn.

In fact, Ye Zhao has read all the police officer information of Xiguan Branch. Ma Xiaocui, one of the only female Han police officers, has many reasons for being included. What impressed Ye Zhao was that he was "bold and careful".

As for Wei Dingyi, he was brave in fighting and killed a foreigner. However, he later got along well with the priest Mad during his healing in Hehua Village. He also fought with the troupe who injured priest Mad. Therefore, several aides in Li Xiaocun believed that he was not hostile to foreigners, so he was chosen to come to Xiguan as the commander of the invasion.

The new agency of the Police Bureau naturally cannot cause trouble for the general. Almost every branch chief has been studied by Ye Zhao's shogunate masters to do his job, let alone the extremely important Xiguan Branch.

"You're not going to get the gun?" Before Ye Zhao could speak, Ma Xiaocui urged again, obviously an impatient person.

There are armed police guards equipped with revolvers at the four gates of Guangzhou City to prevent the rebels from placing weapons into Guangzhou City. There are also armed police officers in carriages patrols in the city and Xiguan. The 100-person police officers with regular firearms are arranged, which is more similar to the armed police in later generations.

As for ordinary police officers, they can only receive guns while patrolling.

Ye Zhao took a step out and stopped, asking, "Where are you getting the gun?"

Ma Xiaocui was so angry that her nose almost turned crooked, "I'll take you there!"

The two left the east wing and went to the ordnance room on the left side of the main room to get a brand new revolver. Seeing Ye Zhao hanging a gun holster in a diagonal manner, Ma Xiaocui couldn't help but show an envy. After all, female policemen are not allowed to wear guns. These female policemen are actually vases. After more than ten days of training, how can they wear guns?

After leaving the ordnance room, he saw that in the yard, the inspector Wei Dingyi was dealing with a Western woman with a flushed face. The Western woman held a snow-white puppy and chatted with Wei Dingyi. How could Wei Dingyi understand?

Ye Zhaoxin said that it seemed that he was still not very careful. There would be more and more foreigners in Xiguan, but he wanted to equip a translator in the police station. But he didn't expect that Westerners would be in contact with the police station so quickly. He thought that they would find it difficult to believe the police under the Chinese government in a short period of time.

The Western woman came to report the case and told her husband that he had gone to Hong Kong and his home was stolen. He suspected that it was the Chinese maid. He was talking nonsense, but Wei Ding couldn't understand it, but according to the police rules, he could only deal with it with a smile. The two of them had been talking to each other for a long time. The Western woman finally got discouraged and took the puppy and left helplessly.

"Control Commander, what did she say?" Ma Xiaocui was curious about everything.

Wei Ding waved his hand and said, "Go, patrol!" He thought to himself that this unlucky errands, would he want me to learn the language? When the deputy general manager gave a lecture, he said that the Grand Marshal had high expectations for the Police Bureau. The brothers did a good job, which was to give the Grand Marshal a glory to the Grand Marshal. If I don't say that I have made contributions, I can't slander the Grand Marshal, right?

Ye Zhao and Ma Xiaocui left the police station and went all the way to Dexing Bridge. On both sides of the bridge, there were many stalls for buying and selling snacks. The clear water flowed slowly under the bridge, and all kinds of hawking sounds were endless. Ye Zhao saw it with relish.

When I followed the personal guards next to me, I didn’t feel so relaxed.

Seeing Ye Zhao walking steadily, Ma Xiaocui could only follow him helplessly. After all, the patrol was mainly male police.

"Master, the authentic old king of the capital city candied haws, a string of five cents, you can do it?" leaning against the bridge railing, there was a grass handle full of candied haws. When the vendor saw Ye Zhao's eyes swept over, he hurriedly sold it with great enthusiasm.

"Okay! Come on two strings." Ye Zhao took out a few big money from his pocket and threw it to the vendor. He chose two more camellia fruit candied haws and handed them to Ma Xiaocui. However, he asked the vendor: "Brother, have you ever taken something here to keep a free account?" Ye Zhao didn't really want to eat candied haws.

"No, no." The vendor's head was shaking like a rattle, and he smiled and said yellow teeth. "Jing Shuai is in Guangzhou. We who do small businesses are blessed. The police officers are very disciplined, not like the previous ones, who say they can take it and beat it."

Ye Zhao said in his heart that most of the police officers in Guangzhou were born in the ranks of brave men. They had just entered the police industry and had not yet developed the habit of getting food and getting entries. However, as time goes by, they are not guaranteed. It is not enough to rely solely on their own strict orders. No matter who is the master of Qingtian, it is always difficult for a little devil to deal with it.

Ye Zhao was thinking about his thoughts and paced to bite the camellia fruit. It was sour and sweet and tasted good.

"I'll give it back to you! I don't want it!" Ma Xiaocui handed over the candied haws in her hand.

"Why? Don't you like to eat?" Ye Zhao was a little surprised. Few girls don't like snacks. Even if they are as generous and decent as my Rong'er, they are not immune to the vulgarity.

"I don't like to eat it." Although Ma Xiaocui said that, she looked at Candied Haws with a look of reluctance.

Ye Zhao suddenly realized that the female police recruited were in extremely poor family background, and Ma Xiaocui was no exception. She was afraid that she wanted to break a penny into eight-petal flower, so how could she be willing to buy snacks?

"I don't need to ask for it back for you!" Ye Zhao said with a smile.

"I don't want it!" Ma Xiaocui stuffed the candied haws back into Ye Zhao's hands.

Ye Zhao was helpless, and there was a little beggar on the bridge that was begging with a tattered bowl. Ye Zhao handed the candied haws to the little beggar and threw a few cents into his bowl. The little beggar immediately kowtowed: "Mr. Xie, Mr. Xie!"

"Your family is quite rich, right?" Although I have known Ye Zhao for less than half an hour, as long as I am a normal person, I can tell that Ye Zhao's second generation ancestor was born.

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "How can I see it? Just because I rewarded a few copper plates?"

Ma Xiaocui said: "That's not, your hands are white and beautiful. No girls from poor families look better than yours." Indeed, although Ye Zhao's appearance has changed, his slender and delicate hands cannot cover them.

Ye Zhao smiled slightly, pointed to a shop in front, and said, "Let's go have a cup of tea!"

The stained glass window, the Chinese and English signboard, is obviously more elegant than the surrounding shops. The signboard is "Shava Coffee", but Ye Zhao asked Rui's four gangs of Sharaba to decorate the shop, mainly selling tea and coffee to prevent Sharaba from being bored. The environment inside is also very quiet and the price is not expensive, but in fact it can't make a lot of money. It's just for Sharaba to spend her life. However, Sharaba is very busy and she thought the coffee she made is very popular. She earns a few taels of silver every month, which is the income from her own labor, and her life suddenly becomes more enjoyable.

"It's time to pay, I can't go." Ma Xiaocui shook her head repeatedly.

Ye Zhao sighed and could only walk past Sharava's coffee. She couldn't take the lead in breaking the rules he set. For the first time in his life, he felt like he wanted to drink but couldn't drink it, which was extremely fresh.

"Hey, please help me carry a gun?" Ye Zhao suddenly said something that made Ma Xiaocui stunned.

After walking for about a few miles, Ye Zhao's feet hurt a little, and the gun holster and leather strap were hung on his body, which made him feel uncomfortable. Ye Zhao was also helpless. He walked thousands of miles on his expedition to Rakshasa before, but he was still alive. His physiological system was really strange.

"Okay, okay?" Ma Xiaocui was eager to try in her eyes. It was obvious that being able to touch the revolver was a great temptation to her.

"I said ok! You will give it back to me when I return to the office." Ye Zhao said, then untied the belt carrying the gun and put it on Ma Xiaocui's neck.

"No!" Suddenly remembering something, Ye Zhao wanted to get the gun holster back. Although he could trust the security of Xiguan, he was afraid that what if there was a murderer robbing the gun?

Ma Xiaocui stopped doing it, grabbed the gun belt with both hands and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't keep your word! Tell you, don't think you are a man, do you really want to let you three believe me? I was the most accurate during training, and the bullseye! You hold the gun, I'm not at ease!"
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