The story is divided into two parts, and it is said that the group headed by Chief Xie, who led the refugee group to the pier to cause trouble that day, was densely packed with thousands of people.
The fire was blazing all the way, and I was holding a working pole and an iron sign. When I arrived at the pier, I found that the pier had been protected like an iron tube by a red-haired ghost.
What’s more, the former refugee brothers turned their guns just because they had worked at the dock for a few months, and it was clear that they were going to fight.
This one, Boss Xie and others understand that pulling people over is actually not really about fighting, because without these industries, their livelihood will be really troublesome in the future.
The purpose of pulling people here is actually to confirm that Master Yan has fornicated with the gentry to fight against the New Deal. When people like him use it as an excuse to gather insurgents, at least the merits and demerits should be equal to each other.
The most important thing is to deal with this wave of gentry severely. Five refugees are worth the salary of one local. It is really intolerable.
It is actually understandable that the brother on the other side turned his gun around behind the railing of the pier. Because since the beginning of summer, the wages paid to red-haired ghosts in Hangzhou do not distinguish between refugees and locals. Not only that, the wages are much higher than those of locals.
This is a hen that lays golden eggs. Who wouldn’t defend it?
But what happened was that the original plan was to come to the pier and disperse after shouting for a few times. In this way, the danger was eliminated invisible.
But before standing at the dock for a while, I realized that my team of several thousand people was densely packed with tens of thousands of people.
Different accents came together, some were refugees, and some were even country people from Hangzhou’s subordinate counties.
The slogan also gradually changed, from refugees being human beings to "Down with four-wheelers and down with the weaving bureau."
This crowd seems to be unable to stop making trouble.
Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control and the demonstration turned into a real fight, the nature was completely different.
So, Boss Xie first asked other leaders to gather the backbone. It would be best to separate the refugees in the city from the country people.
But as soon as the words were spoken, they were opposed by several leaders.
But this dock is really not accessible. The goods are all on top, and whoever hits whom will be the target of public criticism. They will definitely be killed in the future liquidation.
After Boss Xie complained and whispered for a while, he didn’t know who was next to him and shouted angrily, "The wrongdoer has his debtor, let's go kill the four-wheeled carriage workers in the Weaving Bureau"
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Just like that, a group of people snowballed towards the Weaving Bureau.
Boss Xie and others fell at the end, looking at the mess on the ground, leaving someone behind to observe the market before running away. It's time to turn over now, and I'm still in a hurry to go back to the main forum to escort Master Yan to the official.
Zhang Xunfu led a thousand soldiers to the dock in a mighty manner.
You can see the firelight at the pier from a distance reddening the early morning sky.
Zhang Xunfu, who was in his fifties, led a group of full-armored sergeants and jogged to the dock. He was already tired and angry.Out of breath.
The result is that, except for the mess on the dock, it is basically calm and there are no people.
Sergeant Tessie, who had completely taken over the defense of the dock, came out to make the introduction and realized that it was terrible.
I have been pushed to the east and attacked in the west, and the weaving situation has collapsed. This is even more unacceptable in nature.
The only good news is that all the silk from the Weaving Bureau has been shipped. I just hope that they don’t kill a few dead eunuchs. Otherwise, he would have offended the Supervisor of Ceremonies before he even entered the cabinet, and the prospects for reform would be very bad.
Before he had time to repair, Zhang Xunfu rushed towards the Weaving Bureau in a hurry. On the road, there were always two or two refugees of various colors blocking their way, and Zhang Xunfu didn't hesitate. He was too lazy to listen to the complaints and noisy voices. Anyone who refused to get out of the way after being given an order would be chopped down by the swordsman who was clearing the way. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft