Hou Fangyu fully understood this at this time. This was a set set set set for him by Wang Zhiwen, and the purpose was to catch him. Wang Lin was just confirming whether he was on the boat. As Hou Fangyu got it, Wang Lin immediately blocked his mouth, tied it up with a rope, threw it on the prepared car and transported it to the city. The canal was already in chaos, and there were soldiers in the camp who were shooting arrows everywhere.

"Sir Ma, look..." Wang Lin looked at Ma Kaifeng who had just arrived.

Ma Kaifeng looked at the canal. He couldn't see clearly in the darkness, but the canal was very messy but it was real. No wonder, the head coach and deputy general of this battalion were captured and the other fell into the water, and suddenly encountered an attack. He had been in chaos for a long time. How can he maintain the formation?

"Bart of the Hussar Battalion is already on the way to come. You can immediately open fire. You cannot let the rioters go ashore. Do not cause any trouble." Ma Kaifeng was a staff officer and quickly gave an order.

Wang Lin suddenly felt that he had the opportunity to show his own performance. He immediately asked someone to open fire. There were no more than 400 soldiers lying on both sides of the canal. This was also everyone who could gather without attracting others' attention. Many of them were Zhou Zisheng and Wang Zhiwen's family, but Wang Lin was also an old corpse. He asked someone to carry tiger squat cannons and Francs up, and filled the canal with shotguns and rafts. The broken boats and rafts could not be stopped. However, the green camp soldiers on the shore could use wooden boards to block arrows and stray bullets. After firing more than a dozen rounds of cannons, the corpses floating on the canal, and blood dyed the canal red.

The surviving soldiers of the Biao battalion came ashore from the other side, and the Hussar Battalion had arrived. Bart ordered everyone to dismount, hold flintlock rifles and bayonets, occupy the main intersection of the street, and quickly arrested more than 300 soldiers. Only a small number of rear teams escaped and fled ashore. The Hussars scattered their pursuit before dawn, and attacked the camp where the remaining troops of the governor Biao battalion were located.

Hussars riding Mongolian horses, mixed with sabers, bows, arrows and carbines were the only cavalry troops that could perform such tasks. At least when the horses entered the new city, they did not attract the attention of local residents. However, in order to cover up, only more than 300 cavalry arrived, which made many people brought by Hou Fangyu run away. But Ma Kaifeng felt very lucky, at least Hou Fangyu caught it.

"Sir Ma, how to deal with the Hou thief?" Wang Zhiwen, who solved a major problem in his heart, finally felt that he could be equal to Zhou Zisheng, and he became much more tough in speaking in front of Ma Kaifeng.

Ma Kaifeng said: "Be careful for the time being, wait for the Qingdao Fortress to prepare and send it to Qingdao, and stay with delicious food and drinks. In addition, Mr. Wang, if you can do it, please bring Hou Fangyu's family in Dengzhou and arrange it together."

Zhou Zisheng's face changed slightly, and he asked in surprise: "Then Hou Fangyu is just a traitor. Why is he so lenient to him? Even if he doesn't parade in the streets and beheaded and punished, he should have suffered some hardships."

"If it's just an ordinary traitor, why should Chief Ma try to help him with time? Brother Zhou, do what Chief Ma said." Wang Zhiwen grabbed Zhou Zisheng, patted the back of his hand, and signaled not to persist anymore.

After Ma Kaifeng left, Zhou Zisheng asked: "Brother Wang, who is the sacred Hou Fangyu? Why is he so valued? If you follow me, you will be cut into pieces by thousands of knives!"

Hou Fangyu has always been notorious in Jiaozhou New City. He often came here to make things difficult for him. He once reported to the Manchu court. None of the merchants here did not hate him. In the just-finished war, whether it was caught, the confession of President Qian, or the oil on the ship, all proved that Hou Fangyu's original plan was to burn down this city that had soaked Zhou Zisheng's hard work. How could he not hate him?

Wang Zhiwen said: "Brother Zhou is confused! Hou Fangyu had a romantic relationship with that wife, and many people know it. Before Chief Ma came, he went to the base camp to visit him and was determined to capture Hou Fangyu alive. Don't you understand?"

Listening to these words and words, Zhou Zisheng suddenly understood. To put it bluntly, Hou Fangyu can be regarded as Li Mingxun's rival. Not to mention the unknown entanglement between the two, just if they were punished by Hou Fangyu, it would make people make a big fuss. Zhou Zisheng secretly called himself stupid, and he said, "Then what I said just now... I'll go to Chief Ma to explain it clearly."

Wang Zhiwen stopped him and persuaded him: "Brother Zhou, this kind of thing becomes darker and darker the more you describe it. Don't mention it again. Let's do what we should do."

New City.

The noisy sound from outside the door made Han Daping feel nervous, but it was much better than the sound of cannons and gunshots last night. He put the suitcase on the stone steps and hesitated for a long time, but he did not dare to open the crack of the door. However, a hole the size of a thumb was punched in the door made of thin wooden boards. Han Daping narrowed his eyes and looked at him. The soldiers outside were catching corpses from the canal. A pile of corpses were placed on the street in front of his house, and they were still bleeding. Han Daping was so scared that he shrank his neck.

"How about the head of the family?" Han Daping's wife asked.

Han Daping hugged his son who was approaching the gun hole and lowered his voice and said, "There are soldiers on the streets, I... I still don't dare to go out, for fear of arresting us as a strong man. What should I do if I catch you? Although no one dares to arrest people from Yuhefang for many years, I won't go last night, I won't go today, and I won't go any more than the money I give you."

Han Daping is a worker in Yuhefang. He is responsible for the operation of cotton textile machines and can get a silver dollar in January. A few days ago, his salary doubled because of overtime work. Han Daping was very happy, but today he dared not go out on the street.

"But...but...but there is no rice at home, so I have to buy it, otherwise we will go hungry." His wife said.

Han Daping rubbed his hands and hesitated. At this moment, a rapid knock on the door came, and the door was photographed open a crack. Han Daping and his men recognized him as soldiers who had been through the siege at first sight. He quickly asked his wife and children to hide, and opened the door with a grudge, "Master Bing, I am from Yuhefang, I don't know what to tell me?"

The soldier looked at the hole that the bullet made from behind the door and asked, "Where has this lead bullet hit?"

Han Daping immediately ran into the room, handed over the lead bullet found by his son this morning, and said, "This is Mr. Bing's thing, I'll give it back to Mr. Bing."

The soldier glanced at it and threw it on the ground, asking, "I asked you if you were hitting something, did you hurt someone, or something?"

"No one hurts, no one hurts. The door panel penetrates and hits the brick wall of the inner room. It's not as round as before. The villain will compensate Mr. Bing, compensation!" Han Da took out a handful of purple tower copper coins for fear of causing trouble. The soldier waved his hand and said, "That means, only one door was broken?"

"Yes." Han Daping said hurriedly.

The soldier asked the accountant who had been talking. The accountant took out two copper coins and handed them to Han Daping, saying, "I broke your door last night when I was in a war. This is the compensation given to you by the government."

Han Daping accepted it in surprise, but was asked to press the handprint. Han Dapingyuan knew a few words, otherwise he would not have been valued by Yuhe. However, he saw that the handprint was written: damage one door of the People's Court, and compensated four cents of copper coins. Han Daping knew that he had two copper coins in his hand, that is, two cents of copper coins, so he did not dare to say anything, pretended not to know him and pressed the handprint.

The accountant said: "Han Daping, the government has compensated the losses caused by the war. If others ask, don't forget to say that if you dare to say that the government is not, you will be punished. Do you know?"

"You... do you recognize a villain?" Han Daping was quite puzzled.

The accountant said: "Han Daping from Yuhe, I am the accountant of Changshengfang. Naturally, I recognize you. After the matter is handled, the streets are also stable. You can go to work and will not fight again."

Han Daping then remembered that Changshengfang was also a textile workshop in Xincheng. It had newly launched overseas textile machines. A few days ago, he sent someone to pry Yuhe skilled craftsman. Han Daping was one of them. Although he gave a lot of money, Han Daping did not dare to offend Yuhe, so he did not go.

"Can you really go to work?" Han Daping leaned out his head and saw the pile of corpses immediately and shrank back.

He was still worried and wondering whether he should go out to buy some rice and grain. When he heard someone knocking on the door, he looked at the bullet and found that a car was parked outside. It was Yuhefang who came to transport lint from the wharf. The person who came was the manager of the workshop. He quickly opened the door. The manager said, "Old Han, the shopkeeper knew that he had been in the army last night, and it was on your side, so he specially asked me to pick you up and take the work and take our Yuhe car. Don't worry, if you are worried about your wife and children, I will ask you to pick you up and go to the workshop first, and you will be in charge of food at noon and evening."

"Really?" Han Daping asked in disbelief. Looking at the car, there were seven or eight acquaintances, so he had to believe it.

"That's true. I'll tell you in advance. In a few days, the New Dynasty army from Qingdao will come here and will be stationed outside the city. Don't panic, they won't provoke you." The manager said.

Han Daping told his wife and children, and then got on the cart. After several people gathered the words of the manager just now, Han Daping plucked up his courage and asked, "Manager Zhou, I heard what you mean, Dongfan is going to call again?"

"I'm going to Dongfan, Dongfan is the United States of China. We are now obedient people of the new dynasty." The manager said proudly.

Han Daping pinched his braid: "Then can we cut our braids?"

The manager said, "No one forced you to cut it. I know you want to ask if the United States can stay here for a long time. I can't say this. I'll arrive at Yuhe later and listen to the master of the boss."

When he arrived at Yuhefang, he was still busy. The loom was clattering and the textiles were all cotton cloth used to make military uniforms. Han Daping worked all morning, but there was a lot of trouble in his head. However, the manager did not blame him. At noon, he helped the kitchen pull a cart of rice. Today, he did not let him eat under the shade of the trees outside, but cleaned up the cool warehouse. Everyone and his family sat on the ground and had lunch.

The person who finished eating was about to leave, but was stopped. Soon, Zhou Zisheng personally brought people to the warehouse. There were 400 craftsmen in Yuhefang here, plus some of the family members said at least 1,000. Zhou Zisheng followed two people, carrying a wooden board covered with red cloth. Zhou Zisheng climbed up to the big box, appeared in front of everyone, took off his hat, and exposed his braids. He first cut off his braids in amazement, and then said loudly: "Everyone, Zhou Zisheng, the owner of Yuhefang, cut off the braids in front of everyone. I, Zhou Zisheng, returned to China today and officially broke with the Qing court!"

"Old Prophet...you are...this is..." Someone was so scared that he wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak.

Zhou Zisheng said: "I know what you are going to say. That's right. I have made the rebellion of the Qing Tartars. Yuhefang is no longer the Yuhefang of the Qing Dynasty, but the Yuhefang of our Chinese Celestial Empire and the United Kingdom!"

He waved his hand and the covered red silk cloth was lifted up. It was a plaque with five golden characters written on it - China Yuhefang!

"Today, Yuhefang has changed its name, and it will never change it until death!" Zhou Zisheng stood on a high place and announced loudly.

"Master, you...you do this, what if the court sends troops..." Someone asked, but he didn't dare to say the whole story.

Zhou Zisheng said: "You have good concerns. The court must not tolerate me. But why should I be tolerated by the Qing Tartars? I tell you here that it is not only Jiaozhou New City, but also Jiaodong and Shandong. The whole world is about to change. The army of the United States has arrived. Soon, a new world will be opened here! I might as well tell you that the cloth you are now weaving is the materials for the manufacture of military uniforms for the New Dynasties army. I cannot force you to be like me, but you have to know one thing. The place you are standing at Jiaozhou New City, which is a place that the Qing Tartars cannot tolerate. Let's decide what to do."

If it is said that the production of military supplies for the United States is also deceived, but they are in this place as an absolute death penalty, because Xincheng is outside the boundary of the Qing Dynasty forbidden sea. They have committed death penalty in themselves. They have no official identity in the Qing Dynasty. Without the protection of Yuhefang, even if they do not die, their lives will be gone.

Seeing everyone hesitating, Zhou Zisheng pointed to the tallest teahouse in the workshop outside the door and said, "From today on, my Zhou family will live in that small building. You can go and see it at any time. I, my wife and son, at least one person is there. I tell you like this, I am not afraid of the Qing Dynasty braided soldiers coming, so you don't have to be afraid. Even if I want to run away, my family will be the last one to run away."

After Zhou Zisheng finished speaking, he left. He neither asked everyone to cut their braids nor had to stay here. The people in Xincheng had no foundation and no identity in the mainland, and could not run away. After a while, they finally took one step at a time. Yuhe quickly resumed production. In some important workshops such as Xunyang and Changsheng, this scene also took place, calming down the hearts of the people.

When he returned to the teahouse, Zhou Zisheng saw that Wang Zhiwen and Wang Lin and Wu Shen General arrived. Zhou Zisheng asked: "The main craftsmen in Yuhe are all staying, how about Brother Wang?"

Wang Zhiwen said: "It's similar to Brother Zhou. When the United States Army arrives tomorrow, it will be completely settled. The key now is how to deal with the two thousand soldiers of Jiaozhou camp. Wang Lin and General Wu Shen have arrived. Let's make a conclusion."

Zhou Zisheng glanced at General Wu Shen, how much did he weigh, and then asked: "Deputy General Wang, how did you become this deputy general?"

Wang Lin said in a scattered manner that he was originally a local thief in Jiaodong area. He had committed the rebellion of the Ming Dynasty in early years. Later, he was summoned by Hou Fangyu and Zhang Cunren and became a green camp guerrilla. After clinging to Wang Zhiwen, he spent money to buy the deputy general.

"You are sure that there is no blood feud with the United States." Zhou Zisheng asked.

Wang Lin hurriedly said, "No, definitely not. General Wu Shen has surrounded Qingdao Fortress. I haven't even touched the edge of the United States."

Zhou Zisheng said, "That's easy. You two don't care about the deputy generals and the generals. After you go back, you will first control all the soldiers and officers who have killed and injured the soldiers of the United States or the Ministry of War. In addition, all the soldiers who bully men and women in the camp were disbanded. Two thousand people... Leave 800 to 1,000, and just send the severance payment directly to Yuhe."

Wang Lin said in surprise: "It's easy to control those officers and soldiers, but there are not many people anyway, but the soldiers, Mr. Wang, this..."
Chapter completed!