Chapter 23

In this cold winter day

  After mobilizing the Fulinmen Hotel to act quickly, they stepped up their guards. The guys hid their guns in the counter to prevent the enemy's surprise attack, and sprinkled a lot of ears and eyes to listen to the movement.

   On the surface, it seems to be the same as usual, but in fact it is completely shrouded in tension.

  Cut the vegetables in hand, and hit the person with the plate. The pot was burnt and burnt. The first time they encountered such a dangerous situation, the hotel staff inevitably panicked and looked like they were screaming.

  When everyone was in a state of anxiety, Hongmen's tight organizational system played a huge role, consolidating the originally scattered Chinese into a rope.

  From the outside hall master to the little bosses below, they played the role of the backbone. They relieved and comforted each other, encouraged the Hongmen brothers, spontaneously promoted the abuse and abuse by the whites against the Chinese workers, and encouraged the Hongmen brothers' fighting spirit.

  Everyone has two legs, two arms and one head. With our backs leaning on thousands of Hongmen brothers, why are we afraid of them?

  Invisibly, it is also a practical exercise for the Hongmen brothers who have experienced these for the first time.

   Just when the storm is shaking outside

Red River Valley Ranch intensively contacted people familiar with all parties. On the one hand, they showed their strength, and on the other hand, they tried their best to find a peaceful solution. They contacted Governor Frank through the Director of State Immigration, Mr. Wexford, and set up an interview. time.

  Fulinmen Hotel Headquarters

  Li Fushou wore a light-colored silk shirt with fine folds, buttoned his sleeves with gold cufflinks, and strode out of the room.

  "Master, your dress..."

  The female black slave Chris chased out with a customized high-end tuxedo in her hand. Li Fushou stood in the middle of the room, put on a dress under Chris' service, and his shoes were polished brightly.

  Kris carefully smoothed out every fold on the back of the tuxedo, and then turned to the front to help adjust the subtleties of the dress.

  Li Fushou's head was very tall, and as soon as he lowered his head, he saw the deep gully in Chris's split neckline, and his plump **** could no longer be suppressed. A young girl's fragrance hit him, making him a little dry.

   "That... I'll do it myself."

  Obviously feeling the physiological reaction, Li Fushou turned around to conceal the bow tie on his collar, and said in a light tone;

  "Go and see if the carriage is ready. Today's meeting is very important, but you can't be late."

   "Yes, my master."

  Kris made a curtsey lightly, a happy smile appeared at the corner of her mouth when she turned and left.

   Hearing the footsteps of Kris trotting away, like a cheerful little swallow, Li Fushou shook his head helplessly;

How could the careful thoughts of the beautiful female black slave be hidden from him, Kris's neckline became wider, and she took a bath every day like a cleanliness, and put Su Hexiang, myrrh, maple scent, tulip and tulip in the bath water. Olive oil, therefore, she always carries a refreshing fragrance.

  As a personal maid of the rancher, all expenses are unlimited. You can put two pennies of tulip flowers in the bath water and use it every day.

  Li Fushou has no intention of correcting these. He knows that as a female slave in this era, her fate is destined to be miserable, and let Chrissy Girls' Generation be happy!

  Even free blacks, if they dare to stare at a white woman while walking on the street, they will immediately be beaten to the head with a stick by a white man next to them, and may even be hanged on a tree by the side of the road.

  In European cities, black people are even shown as beasts.

  After the North-South Civil War, the United States slowly recovered from licking its wounds in the ruins. The blacks in the southern plantations gained freedom, but they could not avoid the ubiquitous prejudice and discrimination...

  This is an era full of extreme prejudice. It is an inevitable pain in the development of human civilization. It cannot be changed by any individual force.

  Li Fushou did not have the guts to touch this sensitive nerve. The overseas Chinese in this era are not much better than the whites. On the one hand, they are bullied by the whites, but they can only endure the humiliation.

  On the other hand, the Chinese people's serious thoughts about male superiority and the inferiority of women are deeply ingrained in the heavenly consciousness. Nanban, Beidi, Dongyi, Xirong, and foreigners are all barbarians. As for the black people, they are even waiting...

  Don't look at Li Fushou's power and prestige now, but once something goes wrong with female black slaves, the establishment of a horse will collapse. This is the limitation of the times.

  Not to mention the white people's ridicule, even the Chinese basics can no longer support this leader, and all the forces that have worked so hard will fall apart in a blink of an eye.

  In the end

  The new Chinese forces condensed by the line of wealth and gangs, their rise time is too short, their background is too thin, and they cannot withstand the invasion of wind and waves.

  Li Fushou shook his head, cut off the thought that had come to his mind for a moment, took up his cane and bowler hat and walked out of the room.

  Today, he will have a good talk with Governor Frank.

  Street bistro

This is a log-style pub. The heavy bar, tables and chairs are all large pieces of Queensland specialty camphor wood. This hard wood is very hard and contains a light camphor wood fragrance. The meat cutting boards used by Fulinmen Hotel are all It is made of this camphor wood.

  Frank brought only one assistant, Aaron Johnson, and the two were sitting on a table in the back of the tavern, enjoying the wine produced by the French estate in a leisurely manner.

   Seeing Li Fushou and his group of more than 30 people come to the entrance of the tavern with great fanfare, Governor Frank frowned obviously, showing a look of disgust.

  He doesn't like this very much, especially on his own territory.

  Li Fushou arranged at the door, and came in with 6 entourages, but encountered unavoidable trouble.

Ted, the tall and fat tavern owner, stood in the thick camphor wood counter, silently raised the double-barreled shotgun in his hand, pointed the black hole at the man, and the only male waiter in the tavern also took out one from his body. Point the revolver at the man.

  "Get out of here, you Oriental disguised as a gentleman, now take the group of bugs behind you and leave for me, otherwise I don't mind opening a blood hole in your head."

   "Don't move, Ted, think about your parents, wife and children. This will calm you down." Nan Huaiyu blocked the counter with his men, and his words were full of threats.

   "Damn, you dare to threaten me in my tavern?"

"This is not a threat. I can assure you that as long as you dare to move your fingers, even the Scottish terrier in your house will not even think about living. It won't be long before you will be able to see the thylacines enjoying a feast. Use your pig brain to think about it. Think about the consequences."

  Governor Frank sat steadily at the table, watching all this with interest, without any interest in interfering.

  Li Fushou did not speak, but continued to walk in calmly. The guards beside him intentionally or unintentionally blocked the muzzle with their hands and covered him.

  These confidant gunmen have all seen blood. The Colt revolvers on both sides of the body are full of bullets, and their fingers are no distance away from the punch.

  If Ted fires rashly, he will only have one shot, and then he will be beaten into a sieve by random shots.

Li Fushou didn't need to deal with this kind of little person himself. He came to Frank's side and sat down. Zhu Wei, who was next to him, took out a teapot and three tea bowls from his bag, poured the brewed tea into it, and respectfully. Standing on the side.

  A tempting fragrance of tea immediately permeated, and the magenta tea soup was bright and transparent, like amber.

  "Mr. Governor, you must have never tasted the authentic Wuyishan black tea. This tea has a long aftertaste in the mouth and is full of fragrance. You must try it."

   "Li, there is no time for afternoon tea yet."

"Please forgive me for my presumptuous comment. The British added milk, mint and honey to the black tea from Kolkata, just to cover up the poor quality black tea." At this point, Li Fushou smiled proudly and raised the small tea bowl in front of him. Drink it up; "Only this premium black tea with the original flavor does not need any cover-ups, and it shows the original beauty of black tea."

  "This is a tavern, Li, don't break the original tranquility here."

"Mr. Governor, open your eyes to be more realistic." Li Fushou did not continue to be interested in middles, and directly opened the topic; "Queensland now has close to 40,000 Chinese gold prospectors, and there are a large number of Chinese workers in Queensland every week. Now, 5,000 of them have a certificate of naturalization. They have their own normal demands. They need to take their beloved woman into the church, get married and have children, and hope to be treated fairly, their private property is sacred and inviolable, and they can walk on the street with their heads upright. Instead of being ridiculed by white people. "

   "Oh... God, what did this **** Wexford do? I should send him to Scotland Yard for a severe trial, and hang him on the side of the road, this **** Irishman."

  Governor Frank became angry, and flicked his fists to make a look of being deceived. Unfortunately, his performance was really clumsy, and he didn't actually conceal it.

  He wants to establish his strong position in Queensland through such a non-recognition attitude.

   Say you can do it, you can do it, it's useless to say you can't pierce the sky.

  What about the Australian citizenship certificate?

  The autonomous state government can completely deny it, or issue new regulations to restrict the rights and interests of these Australians, so that they can be distinguished from whites and become de facto second-class citizens.

  Hearing the similarly rascal words of the British, Li Fushou's mouth burst out with a smile, and then it expanded to the entire cheek.

  In the whole event

  Li Fushou, Director of Immigration Wexford, and even the entire Queensland bureaucracy were beneficiaries and obtained unimaginable wealth. The victims were 5,000 Chinese workers who obtained naturalization certificates.

  They almost exhausted everything, and they even made up £40 for the future. They just wiped it out with a single sentence. Isn't this too trivial?

  British started as a pirate, defeated the Spaniards, Portuguese, Dutch and French successively, established the hegemony of the world's oceans, and from the root, he still adheres to the law of the jungle.

  They will only respect the strong, but will not pity the weak.

  If it had been before, these five thousand scattered Chinese descents could not contend with the majesty of the British Empire, and could only watch their hard-earned money being swallowed, and their hearts were ashamed.

  At most, there will be small-scale resistance, and more than a dozen people will die, and then it will disappear like a wave in the ocean.

  It is completely different now. Among the Chinese who applied for the naturalization certificate, more than 1/3 are members of the Hongmen Brotherhood. Among them, the main backbone of the Red River Valley ranch forces and the gunman group have applied for the naturalization certificate, and the group struggle has the backbone.

what does this mean?

  Governor Frank may not understand, and he is still looking at the matter with an outdated perspective, while Li Fushou will use facts to prove that the era of contempt and exploitation of the Chinese has passed.

  (End of this chapter)