America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chen Jianqiu went back to Roswell for his Spring Festival.

But Scott, Republicans and Democrats don't celebrate the Spring Festival.

Campaign work is in full swing in towns and cities across New Mexico.

Raymond Russ and Tony Davis continued to give speeches, drawing a blueprint for citizens to see a bright future after their election.

One said that it will focus on promoting the economic construction of New Mexico and will allow New Mexico to join the federal family as soon as possible.

One emphasized the need to further protect the rights and interests of low-level immigrants so that they can settle down and live and work in New Mexico.

The two started bragging one by one, and the pie grew bigger and bigger.

At their rallies, supporters of their respective groups held up various signs depicting donkeys or elephants.

Either the donkey's hoof hit the elephant's face, or the elephant pressed the donkey under its own weight.

These two images originated from a satirical cartoon ten years ago.

The donkey refers to the Democratic Party, and the elephant refers to the Republican Party.

But members of both parties have embraced the image.

Chen Jianqiu was paying attention to their news the whole time.

The agents of the Frontier Detective Agency were all over New Mexico, and it was hard for him not to know.

He was surprised to find that the political policy and voter base of this donkey and one elephant were quite different from the era he traveled to more than 100 years later.

In some places, it's even the complete opposite.

However, their approach is basically the same, that is, for votes, and they don't mind licking the ditches of voters from all walks of life.

The two sides began to show their abilities on various occasions.

The methods used include but are not limited to giving flour to voters, marching, and hiring people to make trouble at the other party's assembly.

Scott and his Santa Fe Group operated New Mexico for many years.

He has a lot of experience in elections.

The old man knew all too well what those chattering voters wanted.

He took Tony Davis to every corner of the city, greeted those who needed help, and sent a piece of help.

For those voters, even if the help is a "limited-time benefit" that is only available in each election cycle, they are still happy.

Scott has always believed that the election would not have been so strenuous had it not been for the lackluster record of Tony Davis as mayor of Albuquerque.

But there are too few candidates to choose from within this Republican Party.

It is purely a general among dwarfs.

Besides, it didn't matter who was the candidate or who was the governor.

He thinks confidently.

As long as he, Scott, is still there, the power of New Mexico will not be left behind.

Because the Democratic Party as a competitor is really in a state of disunity, fighting on its own, and cannot pose a threat to him in Congress.

His thinking proved correct.

Unlike the fact that there are party leaders on the Republican side, the actions on the Democratic side are relatively boring.

In this round of confrontation, the Democratic Party temporarily lost a game.

So, in order to regain a victory, they focused on the attack on Tony Davis himself.

For example, this group of people did not know where they learned that the mayor of Albuquerque had a dividend income during his tenure that was suspected of tax evasion.

As a result, the mayor himself was described as a "shameful tax evader" in the Democratic newspaper.

The newspapers have a good nose and eyes, but because of the lack of actual evidence, their attack power is limited.

Soon, at Scott's behest, Republican papers began fighting back.

They seized on a controversial judgment of Raymond Russ while he was a Santa Fe prosecutor, defaming him for a transfer of interests with the client.

How can a person who knows the law and breaks the law be the governor of New Mexico? !

The media on both sides recklessly began to pour dirty water on each other's candidates, and they never got tired of it.

This information is the same as the one published by the "Santa Fe Star" before. The real is mixed with the fake, and the fake is mixed with the real. It is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

"Scott, they are pretty good at scolding."

In Scott's office, the fat senator put down a Democratic newspaper and muttered to Scott at the desk.

The fat congressman was also scolded, and he was described as "a pig in Tony Davis's backyard" who specialized in eating the mayor's "leftovers".

Scott took an envelope from the drawer and threw it into the arms of the fat congressman:
"I've been ready for a long time." There was a scheming smile on his face.

"If the Democratic Party can only single out this kind of person, why should they fight with me?" The senator snorted.

The next stop for Raymond Rath's speech is in Lincolnshire.

Early in the morning, a group of supporters of the Democratic Party gathered on the square in the center of the town.

Of course, there were still some townspeople who held vacillating attitudes and joined in the fun and surrounded them.

As the most famous wealthy businessman in Lincolnshire today and the most important potential supporter of the election,
Chen Jianqiu was also invited to participate in this gathering.

For a time, the square was crowded with people, and it was very lively.

"As I said, the land of America is undergoing earth-shaking changes! We should join the big family of the Federation as soon as possible!"

Raymond Rath's speech was quite eloquent.

His height is six feet three inches (1.9 meters), described as stalwart, and his language is powerful.

"The current Governor and the Republicans have done a terrible job over the past few years! New Mexico is still the same dead New Mexico!"

He opened his hands and gestured in the air.

"Let the Republican Party go!"

"A thief is not fit to be governor!"

The following cheers came and went, and the atmosphere among voters was ignited.

Leonid Haring stood in the first row of the audience.

He glanced back.

Harlem is very satisfied with today's atmosphere and effect.

It's one of the reasons he and other Democrats are pushing for Raymond Russ.

This guy has good eloquence and experience in politics, so he is an excellent choice.

Raymond Russ on stage closes a paragraph.

He was waiting for the applause to end before starting the next part of his speech.

"father!"

A voice suddenly sounded from behind the crowd.

Russ thought he was hallucinating.

He paused, ready to continue his speech:
"well known"

"father!"

It was the same voice as before, louder and clearer this time, echoing in the square.

There was silence in the square, and people began to look for the source of the sound.

Soon, they found it.

The one who spoke was a young black man standing behind the crowd, who looked underage, about fourteen or fifteen years old.

The only difference is that his complexion is a little lighter than other blacks.

"Dad! Don't you know me? Dad!" the black man shouted loudly, waving his hands at the table.

The crowd started whispering.

Raymond Rath was stunned for a moment, but his expression quickly returned to normal:

"My little friend, I very much welcome your support for me! But did you recognize the wrong person?"

He winked at the staff in the audience, signaling him to drag the child away quickly.

"Raymond Russ, we have been looking for you for a long time, and finally found you!" A black woman in a dress appeared beside the young black man.

She raised her hands in front of her body and looked at Russ on the stage pitifully.

"Ma'am, I don't understand what you are talking about. If you are a little dizzy from the sun, our staff can help you to take a rest."

Lass, the old fritter, said calmly, while signaling the staff to act quickly.

"No! Let me go!" The black woman broke free from the staff members holding her arms, and jumped to her son's side, "He is your son, look at his face!"

A commotion broke out in the crowd.

Everyone looked at Lars in the stands, then at the little black boy, and began to discuss.

Leaving skin color aside, these two look really,,, too much alike!
"More than ten years ago, in Florida! Plantation! Did you forget!" The black woman began to cry, covering her face.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Lars' cheeks were shaking, "This woman is crazy!"

"Prosecutor Russ did spend time in Florida before and is known to be the son of a plantation owner."

"You're young, it's normal to make some mistakes, hahaha."

I don't know who said something strangely in the audience.

"You fart!"

Russ, who is usually very self-cultivated, burst into foul language.

There was an uproar in the audience.

"He swears!"

"He's swearing!"

"He panicked!"

"He lied!"

Chen Jianqiu, who was on the side, was also a little stunned.

Can make the old fritter Lars lose his composure like this, maybe it's true.

More than ten years ago, at the end of the Civil War, the South was defeated.

At this time, as a member of the Democratic Party, Mr. Raymond Russ got involved with a black woman!
He is really fraternity.

Senator Harlem covered his face in pain.

illegitimate child!Black person!lie!No responsibility!

Done!It's all over!

"That's not what I meant! I meant to say." The prosecutor, who knew he had lost his composure, was in a state of disarray, struggling left and right.

Just as Harlem was about to go on stage, he quickly ended the farce.

Four or five children of various skin colors emerged from the crowd and rushed onto the stage.

The staff couldn't hold back.

They flocked to the prosecutor and grabbed Raymond Russ by the pant leg.

"father!"

"father!"

"father!"

The shouts became one.

The prosecutor had completely lost his composure. While driving the children away with his hands, he was pulling his trousers, trying to break free, like a clown.

"Let go!"

He got more and more anxious, and finally kicked one of the Mexican children.

The child took two steps back, sat down on the ground, and burst into tears.

"He beat the child!"

"Bastard! Scoundrel!"

There was chaos at the scene, and Raymond Russ fled in despair.

Hastily left, as well as Haring and his members of the Democratic Party.

All that was left on the central square in Lincolnshire was a mess.