In the evening, Li Guolou and Bao had a secret conversation in the Taylor Hotel room and made a sloppy deal. In order to meet the foreigners' minimum requirement of "severely punishing the culprit of the murder", Li Guolou bought seven items from the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. A death-row inmate assumed the responsibility of being the culprit of the Tianjin religious case. These seven death-row inmates were the murderers of a armed fight between two villages in the suburbs of Tianjin. A wealthy family named Wu killed six villagers named Wang. They were arrested quickly. After being arrested, they were originally the death row prisoners who were going to be executed by Qiu Houwen. Now, Bao Yiyi and Li Guolou got involved and tampered with their confessions to change the charges of these seven death row prisoners.
Li Guolou did not feel the joy of successful negotiation, and sighed: "Master Bao, the family of the deceased or their clan leader have to settle the matter. If someone exposes this scandal, both of us will be dead. I don't trust others to handle this matter." , Mr. Bao, please leave the aftermath to Ai Hai. Don’t rub salt into the wounds of the Qing Dynasty. The Qing Dynasty needs to conserve its resources and cultivate its strategy. As long as I earn tens of millions of taels of silver. Hum!"
Bao Yiyi glanced at Li Guolou, who was walking back and forth in the room, feeling sad, and asked: "Guolou, does Master Zhongtang know what you are doing?"
Li Guolou squinted and said, "Mr. Bao, I have only been away from the Criminal Department for a few days. I still understand the rules for my subordinates to run errands. Who can benefit from picking out the boss?"
Bao Yiyi sighed: "Guo Lou, I just don't deserve it for you. As a translator, are you worthy of doing such a shameful thing?"
Li Guolou sat down and said with a smile: "Mr. Bao, you are wrong about this. Mr. Zhongtang promotes me. As long as this case is not solved with swords and guns, and Mr. Zhongtang is still loyal to the saint, I will be promoted again." Things are not as simple as you think. When you return to the capital, the court will be in trouble again, so just wait and see a good show."
"Hey! Conspirator. Mr. Li, the speed of your promotion is like a rocket in the Shenji camp, jumping up and down. I have been an official for more than ten years, and I have never seen anyone climb as fast as you. Be careful. The faster you rise, the harder you fall." Bao Yiyi lamented the rapid changes in the court structure. Smart people saw the mystery. Everything changed because of the rapid rise of Li Guolou.
"The country is ruined and the family is destroyed, the mountains and rivers are shattered, the wind and rain are blowing, how can we have empty ideals? We must act according to our ability. The mobs like those in Tianjin only want to be national heroes, thinking that they have done a heroic feat, but in the end Come, but let the country fall into the abyss again. There are many people in our Qing Dynasty who do not have a view of the overall situation. How can I be willing to waste my time and waste my time? Your Majesty, the Queen Mother of the two palaces regard me as a confidant, how can I live up to the Emperor? Well, righteous people, let those who are in the Qing Dynasty do their job. I still maintain my true character in the Criminal Department, and I am more cunning and cunning than criminals. Mr. Bao, tell the truth. How many people can match the skills of fake foreign devils? ?”
Bao Yi couldn't help but smile slightly and said: "You are first-rate at flattery. I have never seen anyone thicker-skinned than you. Now that you have climbed the high branches of the Empress Dowager of the Second Palace, I don't need to mention anything anymore. I have nothing to ask for, my country." Lou, find a good job for my son, preferably one that deals with money."
Now that Bao Quanzhong has returned to his original self and spends all day playing around in the building, this kind of person is far worse than the young husband Zhu Danyu. Li Guolou would rather use the educated young husband Zhu Danyu than take over Bao Quanzhong. The romantic and suave young master. But Bao Yiyi begged him because he believed that only he could bring the "spending money like water" Bao Quanzhong back to the right path.
Li Guolou stared at the different colors of the flames of the oil lamp and said: "Master Bao, it is actually very good for Quanzhong to be someone like Yuan Mei. He will be romantic and happy all his life, and he will have countless confidantes, and he can also make money for him. As long as Mr. Bao is not afraid of embarrassment and lets Quanzhong come forward to organize a high-end singer team, the family fortune will not fall from his hands, but his reputation will be ugly. Mr. Bao will have a word with you and let Quanzhong do other things. , no matter how much money you make, it will all be ruined by him, and your work will be in vain."
Of course Bao Yiyi knows what his son Bao Quanzhong likes to do. Only by treating hobbies as a career can a person be motivated. He found a job for his son, but Bao Quanzhong failed to live up to his expectations and refused to live a nine-to-five life. He even refused to do the basic things of sitting in the theater and just wandered around in the theater all day long.
"But my son doesn't have Yuan Mei's talent. To lead a high-end opera troupe, someone needs to write a good script. Otherwise, which princes and nobles will come to listen to the opera?" Bao Yiyi was impressed by Li Guolou, as long as his son does not ruin the family. , he had nothing else to do but sell the antiques at home.
"Hey, to tell you the truth, the two singers and wives in my family are already busy with work. Listening to the theater costs money, but running a theater troupe can make money. I made up my mind to let them do it. Out of sight is out of mind. ." Li Guolou said it so directly. He had already told Bao Yiyi that if someone in his family was cheating on him, he would be "out of sight but out of mind!"
Bao Yiyi looked up to the sky and sighed: "What a misfortune for my family! If Quan Zhongcheng's wish comes true and he concentrates on doing one thing well, and he can still live a good life after I die, let him try it. Guo Lou, take the wrong way. That's all, if he is allowed to die early, I will settle the score with you."
Li Guolou was extremely dissatisfied and said: "Master Bao, it's not like running a brothel. It's not that serious. Just do what you can. I'm not very good now. I don't have to worry about the two big bellies. As for the flowers blooming in the future, Go outside the wall, collect a lot of money and run away, that's a matter for the future, why do you think so much."
Bao Yiyi chuckled and said, "Okay! If you don't think about him, future generations will be blessed. There's no point in thinking about it so much. I'll go back tomorrow so I can take care of myself."
Bao bid farewell to Li Guolou together, and a scandal was solved together with household matters. Li Guolou finally led Bao Quanzhong to a side door. His son is a thorn in his side, and no matter how unsatisfactory he is, he still hopes for a good future. " Although "theater" is humble, it is always a profitable business. If his son Bao Quanzhong can realize his long-cherished wish and live a free and elegant life, he will have fulfilled his father's responsibility.
Li Guolou joined hands with Yelia, who was patiently waiting for him, and got into the carriage with a lot of thoughts. The whole family went back to their home in the British Concession. That was Wu Peipei's bungalow at No. 15 Gordon Street. Today, Li Guolou's family In Tianjin, they lived at No. 15 Gordon Street. The British believed that Gordon was a hero who saved the Qing Dynasty, so they named a street in the British Concession "Gordon Street".
Gordon was a British military officer when the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded the capital. Later, he joined the "Victorious Army" of the foreign gun team and made great contributions to the Qing Dynasty in attacking the Tianping Heavenly Kingdom. Gordon, the notorious British general in history, actually There is another side that is unknown to the public. Gordon is fair and strict in running the army. He strictly enforces military discipline, establishes a rigid drill system, prohibits soldiers from looting, and replaces it with generous military pay and bonuses. Although Gordon is strict, he is reasonable and leads by example. Never force a soldier to do something that cannot be done. In order to boost morale, Gordon walked in front of the team during the march, carrying no weapons except a cane. The troops were often ambushed while marching, but Gordon was unharmed every time. , and was quickly revered as a god by his subordinates. During the attack on Changshu, Gordon commanded well and won a great victory. Li Hongzhang admired him very much and reported to the court that Gordon was the chief soldier of the Guard, and was granted the title of admiral and the rank of second-grade military attaché. , he was given a yellow mandarin jacket and a peacock feather, and he also made an extra large solid gold medal for Gordon according to the Western style.
Before Gordon left to return to China, Li Hongzhang rewarded Gordon with 10,000 taels of silver, but Gordon refused to accept it. He gave a parting message: "The Chinese people are hardworking and easy to use, and if you can coach them, you can turn a weak one into a strong one." He also said: "The Chinese navy is good at defending. "The making of ship artillery is not as big as small." When he left the Qing Dynasty and returned to England, he only took with him the solid gold medal and the yellow jacket. Gordon immediately melted the solid gold medal and donated it to the He left the charity organization and only kept his yellow jacket. Foreign media called him "Chinese Gordon".
In front of the iron fence of No. 15 Gordon Street, an oil lamp was hung at the door. Li Guolou helped Yelia out of the carriage, handed the British coachman a French silver coin, and said: "Roger, don't look for it anymore." .”
The British coachman took off his top hat like a gentleman and asked politely: "Mr. Mike, do you want to hire a cab tomorrow?"
Li Guolou smiled and said: "Okay Roger, come pick me up at 8:30 tomorrow morning." After saying that, Li Guolou walked into the garden house with Yelia on his arm. In the brightly lit ground floor hall, Xie Liya, Mayuzi , Chu Xiangyu and the others have not gone to bed yet and are waiting for them to come back.
A big sandbag has been hung on the left side of the hall, and even the wooden floor has been re-paved. Li Guolou felt angry, took off his clothes and began to hit the big sandbag. He didn't even use gauze. Wrapping up, he punched hard. "Bang bang bang bang bang!" A dull voice echoed in the hall.
He endured inhuman humiliation and the irritation of foreigners, but he still maintained the demeanor of a diplomat. He had no ambitions, and boasted that he had the ability of Zhuge Kongming to talk to the Confucian scholars, but he failed in Tianjin and resigned himself to defeat.
Yelia winked at Chu Xiangyu. Chu Xiangyu was the only purebred Qing Dynasty here. She stepped forward to persuade Li Guolou. Who knew whether his grievances would explode?
Chu Xiangyu stood up, picked up a roll of gauze, handed it to Li Guolou, and said, "Brother Xiaolou, if you want to win, you must strengthen yourself and don't hurt your hands."
Li Guolou took the gauze, wrapped it in his palm, and continued to show his anger. The owner of Captain Hook Casino, Cyclops Jack, came to ask him if the boxing match in August was cancelled. He replied bluntly: "As usual. Go ahead, as long as I don’t die, I will definitely come to the French Concession and have a boxing showdown of the century with Tarzan.”
Li Guolou was not afraid of failure or embarrassment. He could not face the French devils directly on the battlefield, so he showed off his skills in the boxing ring. After exercising for more than an hour, Li Guolou, who was sweating profusely, stopped.
Jelia stroked her big belly and asked: "Xiaolou, are you dissatisfied with the three of us?"
Li Guolou took the towel from Mayuko, wiped the sweat on his head, and said casually: "Don't think wrongly, how can I be dissatisfied with you. As long as you don't bring foreign hair to No. 15 Gordon Street, If you don't make me look bad, I can live an upright life in the British Concession."
"Hmm..." Yelia, Xie Liya, and Mayuko gathered around Li Guolou to check his face. "Then when will you return to the governor's residence?" Chu Xiangyu raised her eyes and looked at him with lively eyes. Staying in Li Guolou instead of going back to her hometown in Hefei, Anhui to worship, seemed to her like she had been wronged.
"Hey, I have been going back and forth for at least a month or two. During this time, I have been wandering around Tianjin." Li Guolou had already made other plans and planned to take advantage of this time to choose the address of "Xinwutang".
"Oh...that's great! Go take a shower!" Chu Xiangyu took the lead in clapping her hands, hugged Li Guolou and kissed her. Looking at the shirtless man, she couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Hehe!" Li Guolou smiled lewdly and picked up Xie Liya, accompanied by Chu Xiangyu. The two beauties were pretty and delicious, and they hadn't had meat for a long time.
Listening to Xie Liya's gasping voice beneath him, Li Guolou said loudly: "I must defeat the Seven-Nation Alliance. Xie Liya, you are the first."
"Hey... um! Xiaolou, I surrender!" Xie Liya knew how to please Li Guolou. She hugged Li Guolou's strong body tightly, told lies, and twisted her body to greet him. Non-stop. The spring is full of spring under the curtains, and life must be full of joy despite disappointments. At this moment, Li Guolou just wants to defeat the "British devils" and "French devils" in bed, and let go of the "Japanese devils" for the time being.