The richest man in Sha County, Pan Yucheng, was crowded with people in a mess in Fuzhou City. These people were dressed up as gang members. Some looked big and thick, with a bulging waist, probably carrying some guys. Some were sitting there with smoke on their faces, yawning all over the sky. Some were dressed in rags, as if they were children of the Beggars' Gang, holding snow-white meat buns in their hands and chewing them. These gang members who didn't know where they came from were naturally indispensable to chatting around the world.

"This time, the deal sounds fresh. Someone actually hired us to march to protest, as if he opposed the military supervision of Chang Ruiqing! I don't know if he would annoy Chang's surname and start a massacre in Fuzhou City?"

"I'm afraid of a bird! It's the Republic of China now. Arrivals and protests are the rights of the people. The public opinion across the country is watching! Is his surname Chang afraid of drowning the spits that the people across the country?"

"Hey! This is what you, the mountain master who joined the revolutionary party, can say... His surname is Chang, has three teachers! If you really want to start, what will the people across the country do? Besides, why should those people stand up for us? Just let's sell big cigarettes by gambling, prostitution?"

"Then we are not afraid! Just do it. Our brothers all brought guys to Fuzhou! Who is afraid of whom when they fight? His surname is Changbing is in the light, and our people are in the dark..."

Pan Yucheng and Yang Dizhong were also in this warehouse at this moment. The two of them stood side by side on the balcony, looking at the noisy gang members in the yard, they couldn't help but frown.

During this period, the local tyrants who were determined to be right with Chang Ruiqing were running around and saying that they wanted to mobilize the people to oppose Chang Ruiqing's dictatorship! But those people were not allowed to mobilize the local tyrants and evil gentry at will. They had no trade union, no peasant association, and even a student union, and only a chamber of commerce that had been killed. However, it was impossible to let the chamber of commerce launch a strike... It was impossible to get the chamber of commerce to fight against the money! In the end, they could only rely on the gang. The leaders of the Hongmen, the leaders of the hall master, the gossip club, and the big sword club were all jealous of money. After 120,000 oceans went down, they mobilized 20,000 congregations! They had entered Fuzhou City one after another in the past two days. Of course, this number must be full of water. According to Pan Yucheng and Yang Dizhong, there were also around 10,000 people. But it was not small.

The petition group to Beijing also boarded a ship to Tianjin a few days ago. There were more than 100 people. These were all gentry from various counties in Fujian. Many of them had served as county magistrates and county slogans. They were considered real celebrities and had connections with Fujian-born bigwigs in Beijing. They should be able to incite some trends.

However, the most important thing is not the parade masses and petition groups, but the uncommon force! There has been progress in this regard. With Wang Rongguang and Xu Zhuoran almost paranoid, many officers from the Third Division from the Fujian Civilian Army have been contacted, and now they are almost sending funds for the event. Today, Pan Yucheng made an appointment with Yang Dizhong to meet at this warehouse for funding.

At this time, a staircase rang, and a middle-aged man dressed in a businessman ran up and bowed respectfully to Pan Yucheng: "Master, Mr. Liu, Mr. Huang, and Mr. Chen from Nanyang all called and said that the money was ready!"

Pan Yucheng focused heavily and looked at Yang Dizhong again: "Brother Dizhong, things are coming. Whether you do it or not is your word!"

Yang Dizhong took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Of course I did it! Commander Du has agreed that he can meet them at the Mawei Shipbuilding School at any time! The receipt for Mr. Sa Ding's seal is also ready." As he said that, he strengthened his tone: "The three wealthy businessmen you contacted are fine, right? No..."

"What's the problem?" Pan Yucheng sneered: "They paid 1 million! I'm afraid they're more anxious than you and me? But after the matter is successful, you are not allowed to regret not to do it to other officials!"

"Don't worry!" Yang Dizhong sighed softly and said with a smile: "Officials always need someone to do it. As long as they understand the truth, they don't do it right with us. It's not the same for anyone!"

...

"Yaoru, Brother Yaoru. Do you have to go to Shanghai? The situation in Fuzhou City is unstable now...why would I let you go to Shanghai for you?"

On September 15, 1917, Chang Ruiqing received a telegram from the Bank of China Zhang Gongquan. Zhang Jian, the owner of Nantong Dasheng Spinning Mill, wanted to meet him in Shanghai to discuss the issue of building a steel plant in Nanjing. This time, Zhang Jian also represented the Jiangsu Governor Li Chun!

After receiving the telegram, Chang Ruiqing immediately summoned his subordinates to discuss matters, and after a hasty discussion, he made the decision to set off for Shanghai immediately.

However, Chang Ruiqing's deputy Wu Shi raised objections at the meeting.

Wu Shi is from Fujian, and their Wu family is also a famous family in Minhou. Of course, they are well-informed. They have long learned through various channels that some local Fujian forces are planning a trend against Chang Ruiqing! Moreover, the 3rd Division he led was also unstable. There are constant indigenous military officers who secretly surrendered to Wu Shi to report that their commanders were in contact with the revolutionary party or local forces, which seemed to be suspected of launching a mutiny...

In this case, Chang Ruiqing should of course be in Fuzhou City and cannot leave at all! Not to mention traveling thousands of miles to Shanghai to do business. If something happens here in Fujian, Chang Ruiqing, who is far away in Shanghai, is beyond the reach!

Chang Ruiqing's thoughts seemed to have already flown to Shanghai. After making the decision, he stood up and prepared to leave. When he heard Wu Shi's advice, he just nodded and turned his face to say to him: "Brother Yu Xun, please stay in charge of Fuzhou City. I will give the order to the Army Bureau to give you the temporary position of acting director."

Wu Shi looked a little anxious. He stepped forward and leaned into Chang Ruiqing's ear and whispered: "Brother Yaoru, I have received a lot of secret reports. It seems that someone is preparing to deal with us! You can't leave Fuzhou at this time."

Chang Ruiqing smiled and said, "Just some clowns, the Gendarmerie and Fuxing Society have already arranged to keep them safe. Yu Xun, you don't have to worry about these things, just build a town in Fuzhou City."

Seeing that Chang Ruiqing was still looking light and calm, sweat came out of Wu Shi's forehead: "Yaoru, it's not a few clowns. My 3rd Division is not stable now, and there are several regiment commanders..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Chang Ruiqing waved his hand and said with a smile: "I already know everything, and there are arrangements. You don't have to worry, just stay in Fuzhou. This time I took a Japanese boat to Shanghai. I can come back in about 10 days. If something happens during this period, we can also contact Yu Xun by telegram. You'll be relieved." After that, he patted Wu Shi on the shoulder and then walked out of the conference room with big strode.

......

September 16, 1917.

Fujian Provincial Capital, Fuzhou.

The sky is just bright. When the owners of street shops in Fuzhou were calling their apprentices to get off the Banmen and prepare to start their day's business, they saw that inside and outside the teahouses on the streets and alleys, all wearing short-drawn tackles, looking like hooligans. Some men in long gowns are giving these gangsters... placards!

Really, it’s a placard, it’s definitely not a machete stick!

The early businessmen and Fuzhou citizens were almost stunned by the scene they saw with their own eyes! When did the Fuzhou Gang grab territory instead of fighting, but instead protesting? This is really strange every year, and this year is particularly strange!

Today, these gang members are the rules and do not provoke the surrounding shops. After distributing the placards, another banner was spread out. All of them were written with cinnabar pens.

"Down with warlord Chang Ruiqing!"

"Expel the warlords! The people of Fujian govern Fujian!"

"Support the republic! Defend democracy! Oppose dictatorship!"

Then a gang leader stood on the eight immortal table prepared in advance and mobilized loudly: "Brothers, Big Dragon (The Lord of the Hall) said that today we went to the streets to protest and oppose the dictatorship warlord Chang Ruiqing! Each person will have a piece of ocean every day, and when the parade is over, they will be distributed. Big Dragon (The Lord of the Hall) also said, "We don't have to be afraid! Now it is the Republic of China. He Chang Ruiqing dare not take our peaceful parade, that is our right as a citizen... And there are also celebrities from Fujian in Beijing who will support us. Newspapers from all over the country will also help us! Brothers just shout slogans, and set out now. The goal is, Fujian Military Supervision Office!"

Then, these unknown groups gathered together... The marchers held their slogans, flags, and shouted slogans, gathered from the teahouses scattered in various corners of Fuzhou City to the Military Supervision Office in the center of Fuzhou City!

"Down with warlord Chang Ruiqing! Maintain the autonomous power of the Fujian people!"

"All Fujian people unite and expel foreign warlords' rule!"

"The people of Fujian govern Fujian and oppose all external oppression!"

The slogans were shouting, and the marching team became larger and larger, and finally formed a torrent. Countless Fuzhou citizens stood on the street with their mouths open and watched. From time to time, some people joined in were inspired by this "revolutionary atmosphere". As for the police in Fuzhou City and the army loyal to Chang Ruiqing, it seemed that there was no trace overnight! Soon, these marching teams rushed to the entrance of the schoolyard in the center of Fuzhou City, where they gathered a crowd, as if they wanted to flatten the Supervisory Office, which symbolized the dictatorship of the Beiyang warlords!

The Fujian Military Supervision Office, the Fuzhou Provincial Government and Chang Ruiqing’s Fujian Military Supervision Office are actually in the office, all of which are in the original Li Houji’s office.

It seems that it is in wartime! There are all the Beiyang soldiers from brigades everywhere, all of whom are officers and soldiers of the First Division of the Beiyang Army to which Chang Ruiqing belongs. Fortifications have been set up in front of the gate of the Supervisory Office. Countless young soldiers were holding bayonet rifles and looked at everything in front of them with nervous expressions.

Wu Shi, who was staying in Fujian to take charge of the overall situation, stood in the open gate of the Supervisory Office with a blue face. Beside him was the Chief of Staff Lu Yixuan, the Chief of the Military Police Ren Yijiang, and the Chief of the Fujian Army Military Academy Jin Yongyan who rushed over after hearing the news. Wu Shi and Lu Yixuan were all sweaty at the moment, and they also turned back to look in the direction of the Telegram Room of the Supervisory Office, as if waiting for the instructions from Chang Ruiqing to send!

However, the telegram did not wait, but saw Sa Zhenbing rushing over in a panic. Before the person could stand still, he shouted, "Don't shoot! Don't shoot!"

Wu Shi frowned, not knowing what to say to the nominal top leader in Fujian. Ren Yijiang, the chief of the military police station beside him, replied coldly: "Ding Gong, as long as they are just that red line, our people will not open fire!"

As he said that, he raised his hand and pointed to a "red line" drawn with red paint less than twenty meters outside the gate of the Supervisory Office. The people who were parading seemed to know what this "red line" meant, and they were all shouting slogans outside the red line, and they had no intention of crossing the line.

Seeing that the scene was not out of control, Sa Zhenbing breathed a little relieved and turned to look at Wu Shi: "Yu Xun, what's going on? What are you going to deal with?"

"What's going on?" Wu Shi smiled bitterly and looked at Ren Yijiang with a calm look: "Brother Yichen, you will answer this question."

Ren Yijiang respectfully saluted Wu Shi and shouted: "Report to Deputy Supervisor Wu, the current situation seems to be someone marching and protesting."

"It seems?" Sa Zhenbing stared at Ren Yijiang with an old eye and said coldly: "What are you going to do?"

Ren Yijiang shrugged and smiled and said, "Of course we have done things as usual. If those people protest peacefully... then we must respect it, that is the right of the people! If they want to engage in violent robbery in the name of peaceful protest and destroy the stability of the Fuzhou market, of course we must send troops to suppress and maintain order!"

"That's it?" Sa Zhenbing was stunned when she heard this, and looked at the young people in front of her suspiciously.

Ren Yijiang nodded with a smile and replied with certainty: "That's it!"

......

"Sister Ru! Sister Ru! The brothers have already sneaked in. They all put on makeup and became gossip meetings coming from Fujian."

A young man in his twenties who was dressed in a torn dress like a beggar quickly ran into a restaurant in the commercial area near the entrance of the school. He saw Zhen Xiaoru wearing a blue velvet cheongsam and reported loudly.

Zhen Xiaoru was originally sitting behind an Eight Immortals table, but when she heard this, she stood up and looked around.

This restaurant is the location of a secret agency of the Fuxing Society. It has not opened for business today. It is full of members of the Fuxing Society action team. Most of them are dressed as parade gang congregations.

"Xiao Chen. Go and give orders. The first team will start to take action, and target the Pan family pawnshop!" Zhen Xiaoru gave the order to act in a cold tone.

"Sister Ru, what do you really want to do? We don't have the order to supervise!" the young man hesitated for a moment and asked back.

Zhen Xiaoru sneered: "You can't let the supervisor know about this. He won't agree to what we do. But we must do it! Otherwise, how can we supervise the supervisor step down!" She snorted softly: "You obey my orders and have no responsibility. I will take the blame alone if you want to pursue it later! Go!"

"Sister Ru!" Several small leaders of the Fuxing Society Action Team shouted in unison, but at the same time they saw Zhen Xiaoru's cold eyes. They didn't dare to persuade him.

This woman is quite a bit of a bad reputation in the Shanghai world. She is almost like the ten sisters of the Qing Gang, known as "The Strong Azhen". She was trained by Wang Yaqiao, and her temper is a bit like the killer king. Although she looks charming, she is very irritable! When she followed Wang Yaqiao, she had several big cases, and later she was introduced to Chang Ruiqing by Wang Yaqiao... She was probably confused by the appearance and temperament of the Chang Da warlord. Now she is loyal and willing to help with any bad things!

"Why don't you go quickly!" Zhen Xiaoru saw that several subordinates were still hesitating, and her tone was already filled with murderous aura!

Now the few little bosses didn't dare to hesitate anymore and ran out like a gust of wind. You "hard-handed" sold yourself to Chang Ruiqing. Why should we care about other people's business? In the future, it will be your own life whether to be Mrs. Chang or a scapegoat!

Seeing that several subordinates obeyed their orders, Zhen Xiaoru was relieved. Chang Ruiqing did not issue any written orders for today's matter! However, the night before leaving Fuzhou, she verbally assigned her tasks... and was in bed. Although Zhen Xiaoru also knew that this matter was risky today, if the matter was exposed, she had to take the responsibility!

However, Azhen, who already thinks she is Chang Ruiqing's woman, has also given up her a lot of effort. As long as today's things are done, she will be Chang Ruiqing's lover and number one confidant in the future. Her status is no less than Zhao Xianger. As for failure... Since she became a killer, failure is equivalent to death.

At this moment, this activity, which was supposed to be a peaceful petition, was already a little confused! It was not surprising that this situation occurred. The people who came to participate in the parade today were not progressive youths, but gang members hired for money. The quality was low. Moreover, the police who were supposed to maintain order did not know where to go. As for the "pickup team" of the parade organizer, no one thought of organizing it, so the order of the parade gradually began to lose control!

"Crazy..."

This is the sound of the landing of the money! The gossip congregations who were shouting slogans on a commercial street next to the entrance of the school were suddenly attracted by this pleasant voice.

What you see is that at the entrance of a pawn shop, it seems that a box of silver dollars was overturned to the ground, and a large area of ​​silver shining light was covered with silver dollars!

"Give it!" I don't know who shouted that way, and then I saw more than a dozen ragged gossip congregants pounced on them. They dispersed a few pawnshops who were probably carrying silver dollars, and then took the silver dollars into their arms in large orders!

"Give it! Hurry it!" A few more shouts, and more people joined the robbery. At this moment, a middle-aged man who seemed to be a pawnshop shopkeeper rushed out in anger, holding a **** in his hand, and shot the crowd, then ran into the pawnshop again.

As a result, I heard someone shouting there: "Murder! Brothers, go in and take revenge!"

The gossip congregation, which was already a little hot, rushed towards the pawnshop under the temptation and stimulation! The original peaceful protest began to turn into a riot and looting incident from now on...!~!

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