Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 70 The Duke's Mission
Some of the female workers looked at them suspiciously, but most of them seemed not to have heard what Feng Xiuhu said and continued to yell and curse at the male workers opposite them.

The man in women's clothing pointed at Feng Xiuhu and yelled, "Sisters! He was sent by the men to cause trouble!"

When the female workers heard this, they were furious and surrounded him, pushing and beating him.

There were fists coming from all directions, and Feng Xiuhu couldn't resist and was pushed towards the male workers.

Then the voice from the male workers shouted again, "Duke Da said that women are greedy and need discipline. If it weren't for the factory, you wouldn't be living the good life you have today? Not only do you not express your gratitude, but you're also asking for more!"

Feng Xiuhu looked back and lowered his head to try to find the source of the sound.

But all I saw was a blurry figure hunched over and flashing past from behind the crowd.

Feng Xiuhu struggled to push through the crowd and chase after the figure, but the figure was very agile, and Feng Xiuhu took a lot of effort to finally grab the corner of his clothes.

"Who are you!"

The man turned around and glared at Feng Xiuhu.

Feng Xiuhu was stunned again when he saw it: "Aren't you the one who just now-"

This person actually looks the same as the man in women's clothing just now.

Before Feng Xiuhu could finish, the man bit back, "Look everyone! This guy was sent by the female workers!"

The male workers gathered around, and the man disappeared in a flash.

Just as Feng Xiuhu was about to take out his axe, a hand suddenly reached out and pulled him out of the parade.

"What are you meddling in?"

A familiar voice came to my ears.

Feng Xiuhu looked back and saw that the man was wearing a hat and a scarf - the outfit looked familiar.

"Hairy Walnut!"

Feng Xiuhu asked in surprise, "Are you here to watch the fun too?"

Mao Hetao whispered, "Just watch the fun, what are you doing in the team?"

Feng Xiuhu asked back, "Can't I go in?"

At this moment, Shunzi came over from somewhere and asked, "Brother, where have you been?"

Mao Hetao sneered, "He just wandered into the parade. If I hadn't pulled him out, you'd have had to dig him out from between the cobblestones on the street."

Feng Xiuhu didn't understand, but Shunzi's face changed: "Brother, why didn't you tell me? What if something really happened?"

"What could happen?"

Feng Xiuhu still didn't understand.

Mao Hetao pointed to the street and said, "Look for yourself."

Looking up, I found that the parade had stopped and this was no longer a stranger street.

Feng Xiuhu looked towards the end of the crowd again, where there was a large iron gate.

"Where is this again?"

Shunzi whispered back, "The government office."

At the gate of the government office, the workers made even more noise.

"Raise the wages! Let the government pay!"

"Why don't you give us a holiday? Let the government give us an explanation!"

"There are fewer female workers to begin with, so their wages must be higher than male workers!"

"The factory doesn't need female workers! Send them back home!"

Feng Xiuhu couldn't understand why this was happening. "Shouldn't we be arguing with the factory owner about this? Why are we all hanging around the government office?"

Shunzi answered as a matter of course: "All matters big and small in Fancheng are handled by the government office. Who else can we turn to if not the government office?"

As they talked, the workers became more excited.

They took out the tools and sundries they carried with them, threw out the nails and nuts, and banged them on the big iron door, making a clanging sound. Some even rushed up and smashed the door with wrenches and hammers.

During the incident, one of the people who was accidentally injured started cursing and turned around to fight with other workers.

The scene turned into a mess.

The noise did not stop. People praised the Duke of Daguo for his good deeds and cursed the government for its inaction.

"The Duke clearly said he wanted a pay raise, but it was your government office that wouldn't allow it!"

"The Duke of Daguo clearly said he wanted a holiday, but the government wouldn't allow it!"

"The Duke also said that he wanted every working girl to marry into the upper city!"

"The Duke said the workers should have beef for every meal!"

"Why didn't the government approve it?"

"Let the official come out and explain!" Feng Xiuhu exclaimed, "The Duke of Da is truly a kind man!"

Shunzi also sighed, "That's right. These foreigners who came to build the factory were all brought in by the Great Duke. Every single one of these workers depends on the Great Duke for their food—it's not an exaggeration at all."

Mao Walnut stood by without saying a word.

While a group of people were smashing and destroying things, the big iron gate did not move at all.

After an unknown amount of time, there was finally movement inside the door.

The iron gate was opened to both sides, and first a group of policemen rushed out, smashing the workers who were huddled together with sticks, and forcibly cleared a space.

Inside the gate, several huge carriages with four horses side by side were ready for battle.

As the policemen sitting in the coachmen's seats whipped their horses, the horses all neighed loudly and galloped out.

The workers, huddled together, had nowhere to hide and were hit head-on by the carriage, regardless of gender.

Screams and wails were heard everywhere. Those who were lucky fled to both sides of the street, while those who were unlucky were trampled by horses' hooves.

Bones were broken, tendons were torn, and blood stained the blue bricks.

The shocking and tragic scene made the onlookers exclaim in shock.

After the carriage drove away, no one was left standing on the street, leaving behind a mess.

Those who were still breathing were crying and crawling to the side of the road, and no one was there to collect the bodies of those who had already died.

Feng Xiuhu looked inside the iron gate again.

A shiny black car slowly drove out.

The car ignored the people on the ground, regardless of whether they were dead or alive, and ran over them.

"Who's in the car?"

Feng Xiuhu asked.

Mao Hetao lowered his voice: "Mayor."

When the car passed by Feng Xiuhu, the rear window was rolled down a crack.

A hand with a cigarette between its fingers reached out and gently flicked the ash.

Bits of cigarette ash fell into the pool of blood.

Feng Xiuhu took the cigarette and put it between his lips, then asked, "So who has the final say in Fan City, the mayor or the Duke?"

In the car window, a pair of astonished eyes followed Feng Xiuhu.

Mao Hetao didn't respond, but looked aside and pretended not to know Feng Xiuhu.

After the car drove away, Mao Hetao quickly pulled Feng Xiuhu away from the crowd.

The three of them came to a secluded place.

Mao Hetao bowed to Feng Xiuhu and said, "Deacon Feng, you are a capable person, but you shouldn't have gotten involved in this matter today—you almost ruined it."

Feng Xiuhu still didn't understand: "What's going on?"

Mao Hetao pulled off his kerchief and said with a wry smile, "You were weaving around in the crowd, and those two you caught were my people."

Feng Xiuhu was shocked: "You are so brave! Inciting the workers to cause trouble!"

"What do you mean I instigated it?"

Mao Hetao was unhappy: "It's just that this task fell on me."

"What errand?"

Feng Xiuhu asked again.

"Of course it's the Duke's job."

Mao Walnut nodded.

Feng Xiuhu suddenly realized: "So it was the Duke of Da who ordered the workers to cause trouble—but why?"

Mao Hetao thought for a moment and gestured with his fingers, "Do you know the air valve?"

"Some things, once they reach the top, tend to explode, so you have to loosen the valve and let the air out."

"You can't take this anger out on yourself, you have to take it out on others."

Feng Xiuhu understood: "So you are the Duke of Daguo's man?"

Mao Hetao quickly denied his loyalty: "That's impossible. I am a member of the Mist Church in life and a ghost of the Mist Church in death."

He explained, "The Duke of Daguo and the Church are one family. The Duke of Daguo's affairs are the Church's affairs. I have a wrench gang under me, and most of the gang members come from various factories, so I have been keeping an eye on this job."

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