The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 682 Is this called returning home?

Chen Zhengwei was so arrogant that the customs officials were unsure of his intentions and did not dare to say much.

Especially those warships in the distance.

They couldn't understand the guns in those people's hands. To them, they were no different from the muskets in the hands of the Green Camp soldiers.

But they could understand those warships.

They didn't dare to say more, but they didn't dare to let Chen Zhengwei go either. They stood there awkwardly and cautiously, asking about the situation: "Where is this gentleman from? Is he an official? What's the matter with those warships?"

"Call Zhang Shusheng!" Chen Zhengwei was not interested in talking to them. He reached out to the side and a thug took out a cigar, cut it open, lit it with a match, and handed it to Chen Zhengwei.

Chen Zhengwei took the cigar and took a few puffs, looking completely arrogant.

When the customs officials heard Zhang Shusheng's name, they wanted to shout, "How dare you! How dare you call the Governor by his name?" But they didn't dare to and were very reluctant.

The dock workers were watching the excitement from a distance, pointing and talking.

In particular, Chen Zhengwei's figure and boldness left a very deep impression on them.

However, Lin Changning, who got off the boat, attracted more attention. Many people felt that they had never seen such a beautiful woman in their lives.

"Is there any trouble?" Lin Changning asked as he looked around, taking in everything around him.

This was also her first time in the Qing Dynasty, and there was a hint of curiosity and scrutiny in her eyes.

Although everything around her seemed normal, she always had a strange feeling, as if this place was like an old photo that had been sealed away.

After thinking about it carefully, she finally figured out where this feeling came from.

Although everyone's face here is vivid, it lacks that vibrant feeling.

There was a sense of numbness on people's faces and in their eyes, unlike in San Francisco, where everyone's face showed hope and yearning for the future.

"What kind of trouble could there be?" Chen Zhengwei sneered, turning his head and saying to the person behind him:

"What are you doing here? Why don't you go back and pick someone up?"

This time he brought two thousand members of the security company with him.

Only a few hundred were shipped this time.

Several ships went back and forth to pick up the others. After several trips, the port was suddenly crowded with Chen Zhengwei's men, a total of two thousand security company members wearing hunting suits and holding submachine guns.

These people were all wearing clean and tidy clothes, and they all had a strong and vigorous aura. They stood there densely, and a murderous aura was overwhelming.

All the workers who were watching the excitement at the dock hid far away, and the customs officials also gradually retreated far away.

The customs officials and yamen runners kept wiping the sweat from their heads, with uncontrollable tension on their faces, and kept looking into the distance.

They have already sent people to notify Guangzhou and the Green Camp.

The sound of horse hooves came from afar.

"Here they come! Make way! Move aside." The yamen runners in the crowd shouted.

The crowd made way, and a group of cavalry came in, at least two or three hundred people. They were stunned when they saw a large group of people standing at the port.

The security company personnel behind Chen Zhengwei put too much pressure on them.

The leading official waved his hand, and the cavalry jumped off their horses, took off their muskets, poured the paper-wrapped gunpowder into the barrel, then put the bullet into the barrel, and then used a cleaning rod to push the bullet to the bottom.

"How is this going?"

"Captain Wang, I don't know either! They said they want to see... the Governor!"

"Neither Chinese nor Western, you can tell at first glance that you are not from the Qing Dynasty!" said Shoubei Wang with a frown.

Chen Zhengwei staggered forward a few steps and scratched his head: "What are you holding in your hands? Damn, I can't figure it out. Who has seen this thing before!"

He never expected that the garrison at Huangpu Port next to Guangzhou, the gateway to the Qing Dynasty, was still using muzzle-loading muskets that loaded bullets and gunpowder separately, which were at least 40 years behind the times.

This 40 years behind the times refers to the US Army being 40 years behind before this year.

Chen Zhengwei turned his head and looked at the henchmen behind him: "Have you seen it?"

Several security company personnel who came from the Taiping Army wanted to say that they had seen it, but when they saw Chen Zhengwei's expression, they tactfully swallowed their words.

"A good gun is one that can kill people!" Hearing the sarcasm in Chen Zhengwei's words, Wang Shoubei said with some anger. "Who are you guys?"

"Murder?" Chen Zhengwei smiled and stretched out his hand, and the henchman immediately threw him a submachine gun.

Chen Zhengwei pulled the bolt, with a smile on his face, and pulled the trigger towards the ground in front of Wang Shoubei. This thing could make the other party sober up a little.

Da da da!
Accompanied by the muzzle flames and bullets falling like heavy rain, a line was drawn directly on the ground.

Shoubei Wang felt his hairs stand up, he opened his mouth, and sweat began to form on his forehead.

What is this?
He knew that the Green Camp's guns were much worse than those of the foreigners, but he didn't expect the difference to be so huge. How could they fight?
If the two sides meet on the battlefield, they can just wait for death!

It wasn't just him. The other soldiers, who had come here with full confidence, now had their guns unsteady in their hands.

"This is a fucking gun! What do you think? Do you want to buy it?" Chen Zhengwei patted the gun in his hand and threw it to the henchman behind him.

Hearing this, Guard Wang suddenly lost his composure. He looked at the guns in the hands of the people behind Chen Zhengwei and stretched out his hand to signal the other soldiers.

"Put away all the guns."

There was no need for that. If a conflict broke out between the two sides, he believed that the soldiers behind him would flee instantly.

Then he called someone and told him:
"Go, inform the Admiral!"

They are already the elite among the elite Green Camp soldiers.

The Green Camp soldiers were the standing guard force of the Qing Dynasty, but even so, not everyone had firearms. Most of them were muzzle-loading smoothbore rifles, which had a short range, poor accuracy, and low power, and were also called bird guns.

This team of cavalry was considered elite and used muzzle-loading rifles purchased from France.

Although it reloads slowly...it's not very powerful either.

"If you want to buy a gun, you can come to Guangzhou to find me. I can stay in Guangzhou for a few days!" Chen Zhengwei said casually, and ordered his men: "Go find some carriages!"

"It's so far from here to Guangzhou, you want me to walk there?"

"Wait a minute!" Seeing Chen Zhengwei's men going to look for a carriage, the garrison commander Wang spoke quickly.

However, as Chen Zhengwei raised his hand, there was a loud noise behind him, and hundreds of people pointed their guns at Wang Shoubei and the Green Camp soldiers behind him.

"How much is your monthly salary... Why are you risking your life like this? I'm returning home this time, and so are they... Get away from me while I'm still in a good mood!" Chen Zhengwei glanced at them.

He had little patience.

"Drive them away!" Chen Zhengwei's men stepped forward one after another, forcing the Green Camp soldiers to retreat with their guns.

At this moment, several carriages came from a distance. After seeing this scene, they immediately stopped. A dozen foreigners jumped out of the carriages and shouted: "Don't fire! Don't fire!"

"I am the American Minister!" George Fulton Seward, the American Minister to the Qing Dynasty, walked over quickly and angrily rebuked Wang Shoubei and others: "What do you want to do? Mr. Chen is a person of status. If you do anything impolite to Mr. Chen, it will inevitably cause diplomatic tensions between the Qing Dynasty and the United States, and even affect the trade between the two countries!"

Wang Shoubei's face was already bad, and it became even uglier after hearing this. He almost bit his teeth.

Are you blind?
Do you see who the gun is pointed at now?
"They forced their way into the port without submitting to inspection as required!"

"If you have any problems, you can ask the Zongli Yamen or the Governor-General to talk to me! I hope you won't do anything irrational that will affect the diplomacy between the Qing Dynasty and the United States!" George Seward said arrogantly.

After he finished speaking, he trotted over to Chen Zhengwei and asked, "Mr. Chen! Nothing happened here, right?"

boom!
Chen Zhengwei kicked him aside.

"I'll give you a chance to quibble. Why did you come just now? Was there a traffic jam?" Chen Zhengwei looked at him with a bit of indifference on his face, with cruelty flashing in his eyes.

In fact, he was already very dissatisfied when he did not see the American minister when he went ashore.

I waited for so long, and they finally came!

"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, it's my fault!" George Seward covered his waist with his hands, sweat on his head, and said carefully after gritting his teeth for a long time.

He didn't expect the road from Guangzhou to Huangpu Town to be so bad, but he didn't dare to make this excuse.

In fact, he should have come to Huangpu Town a long time ago...but he attended a banquet hosted by several foreign businessmen and consuls in Guangzhou these two days and met the daughter of a wealthy businessman, which delayed him a little.

The men who came with George Seward took off their hats and bowed slightly: "Mr. Chen!"

"Who are you?"

Chen Zhengwei asked back.

These people are the American consul in Guangzhou, as well as the military attachés of the embassy and consulate.

Even though they had stayed in the Qing Dynasty for a long time and were full of arrogance towards the Qing Dynasty, no one dared to say anything when facing Chen Zhengwei.

Although they are all Chinese, they are completely different.

Guard Wang, who was standing far away, watched this scene and his face changed slightly.

What is the identity of this Chinese person?
"Let's go to Guangzhou first!" Chen Zhengwei directly boarded the best and largest carriage.

The security company personnel quickly surrounded the carriage and escorted it to Guangzhou.

The consul in Guangzhou stayed to negotiate with Wang Shoubei, and everyone else followed Chen Zhengwei away.

Wang Shoubei watched this scene and angrily asked the consul in Guangzhou: "Are you going to invade?"

"Of course not. Mr. Chen is also a Qing citizen. He just came home to visit! The same goes for those who were with him. It seems that there are no regulations in your Qing Dynasty that restrict this!"

Guard Wang gritted his teeth.

Is this called going back to your hometown?

That's clearly an army!
"Who is he?"

"You don't even know him?" The Consul in Guangzhou showed a strange expression.

……

Lin Changning said while looking out the window in the carriage.

"It's not like your character!"

Chen Zhengwei hasn't taken any action yet, which is really not in line with his character.

In the past, he would have ordered the warship to fire a round of artillery fire as a greeting, and then talk to the other party.

"No need! The situation is different. I came here this time to show off my power in Guangzhou. I want to make Zhang Shusheng and all the officials in Guangdong sober up and open their eyes. I am not trying to force Zhang Shusheng to turn against me!" Chen Zhengwei said calmly.

"If you push Zhang Shusheng into a corner, he won't back down even if he dies!"

"The worst that can happen is we lose the city and the land!"

"He's almost 70 this year. How many years can he live? But the Zhang family is still here!"

　I've been in a mediocre state these past two days, and I have to control the scale, otherwise this book will be lost. The editor has warned me several times.

　　Also, I will be accompanying my family to the provincial hospital for a follow-up checkup tomorrow, and I will try to update as normal.

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(End of this chapter)