"This person claims that the Western Expedition is in a hurry, but with his ability, can he reduce the salary of tens of thousands of taels per month? The money for the levy in the west has its own local apportionment, and it can't be spread on the head of the shipmaster! He knew that the shipmaster had no funds, but he still wanted to take it! This is clearly to drive the shipmaster to a dead end! You know, if the shipmaster has no money to operate, what is your errand? What is the livelihood of the wife and children in the family? ”

"I know a few of you, when the shipyard site was hit by a typhoon and rain, the river bank collapsed, and you all went down to the river with me to save people. If it weren't for the fact that a few of you held me in spite of the danger, I am afraid that I would not be able to stand here today to expose the conspiracy and talk to everyone. ”

"Lord Lin! …… Do you remember us—"

"The reason why the Harbour Master can have the scale it is today, because of the strategic planning of Lord Shen, and the dedication of all of you, is it just for the sake of the notoriety of the foreign drug tax, that the Harbour Master will not recover? If the Harbour Master falls, what good will it do you? ”

"My lord, we were wrong, we shouldn't be bewitched by traitors, Lord Shen thinks about our livelihood everywhere, but we still make Lord Shen so embarrassed, we really deserve death! Please punish you. ”

"Lord Lin, we are not unreasonable people, what you said, we all understand that the shipyard is an important task of the country, and it is also a place for the livelihood of the people, and it must not be wasted. However, it is not appropriate to use the foreign tobacco tax to support the shipyard after all. Lord Lin, you are the grandson of Lin Wenzhonggong, and you know the dangers of this smoke better than all of us! If you smoke foreign medicine tax to raise ships, it will inevitably increase the sale of foreign cigarettes! As a result, more people will take it, and I don't know how many people will die! Lord Lin, just say something! You persuade Lord Shen to take back his life for the sake of the people of Fuzhou and Fujian Province! ”

In the picture, Mei Hong faced Lin Yizhe, knelt down on both knees, and kowtowed again and again.

Lin Yizhe stepped forward and grabbed Mei Xiucai, preventing him from knocking down again, "Sir, please get up!" He tried hard to help Mei Hong up, but Mei Hong insisted on refusing, but raised his head and looked at Lin Yizhe with tears in his eyes, his eyes full of expectations and pleading.

"Lord Lin, Lord Shen, if you don't agree to withdraw the tax on foreign medicines, I will kneel and die here today!" Mei Hong choked up and said, crying.

Lin Yizhe looked at Mei Xiucai's forehead and began to bleed again, obviously the few heavy knocks just now aggravated his injury, knowing that he was here today for this foreign cigarette tax, he couldn't help but be moved in his heart, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but moisten.

"Sir, please, I promise you, from today onwards, the Harbour Master will never take foreign medicine taxes to maintain ships." Lin Yizhe's voice also became choked.

"Is Lord Lin serious?" Mei Xiucai listened to Lin Yizhe's answer, and was pleasantly surprised for a while.

"Really, I swear by the ancestor Lin Wenzhong, from today onwards, I will have nothing to do with foreign smoke." Lin Yizhe said loudly.

Looking at this scene in his memory, Mei Hong burst into tears for a while.

The two met and knew each other from that day.

He was originally a poor talent, if it weren't for Lin Yizhe's funding, he might have starved to death by now.

But now, he has made a name for himself, not only served in the shipyard, but also ran his own newspaper business in Middle-earth, and his career is in full swing.

The picture in front of him gradually disappeared, and he was left alone, sitting alone indoors, borrowing wine to drown his sorrows!

"Kunyu! You shouldn't go! You shouldn't go! Mei Hong cried bitterly at the desk, smashing the table with his fist, "Hate me Mei Yuanshan is incompetent!" You can't lift the three-foot sword, go and take the head of the dog thief who killed you to sacrifice your spirit in the sky! ”

Mei Hong was crying bitterly when the door suddenly opened again, and an editor-in-chief hurriedly ran in.

"General Office! General Office! ”

Mei Hong raised his head, his eyes widened angrily, and he was about to get angry, but he saw the editor-in-chief named Liu Xiyao running over in a hurry and bringing an English newspaper in front of him.

"General Office! Take a look! Who is this person? Liu Xiyao pointed to a corner of the newspaper and said to Mei Hong with surprise on his face.

Mei Hong took the newspaper and glanced at the direction of Mei Hong's finger indifferently, he first looked at the text on that piece, which wrote in English the engagement ceremony between the sister of He Ruzhang, the minister of the Qianguo State in Japan, and the instructor of the Japanese Naval Academy, with a photo.

Mei Hong glanced at it a few times, and after learning that it deliberately stated that the groom was from Qianguo, he stopped looking at it. He glanced at the photo and twisted his head away.

Suddenly, Mei Hong turned his head again, grabbed the newspaper nervously with one hand, and his eyes widened, as if he had discovered something important.

Mei Hong's eyes were fixed on the copperplate portrait of the groom in the newspaper.

As if he couldn't believe what he was seeing, Mei Hong rubbed his eyes vigorously, shook his head, and stared at the portrait in the newspaper again, as if he wanted to see the portrait in his eyes.

"General Office! See? Who do you think he resembles? Liu Xiyao seemed to know that Mei Hong would behave like this, and asked in surprise.

"Kunyu ......," Mei Hong said softly, staring at Lin Yiqing's portrait with his eyes.

"It stands to reason that there are many people in the world who look similar, but there is really no one in ten thousand who are so similar." Liu Xiyao said again, "And it turned out to be the same surname, and the names seem to be similar." ”

Mei Hong finally calmed himself down, he turned his head and looked at the portrait of Lin Yizhe hanging on the wall, and said to himself: "Maybe it's his twin brother...... It's just that I've never heard Kunyu talk about it before......"

"If it's really a twin brother, that's a strange thing to be." Liu Xiyao said again, obviously he also hoped that this person was Lin Yizhe's brother.

"Don't publish this news in the newspaper for the time being." Mei Hong put down the newspaper, thought for a while and said, "Although this person is from my country, after all, now in Japan, when the news comes out, I am afraid that Qingliu will take the opportunity to make trouble again." ”

"Okay, I'll go talk to the editor-in-chief." Liu Xiyao nodded.

"However, that class of Qingliu doesn't seem to read our newspapers." Liu Xiyao turned around and walked a few steps, remembering the Qinglius' boycott of "Dianshizhai Pictorial", and said with a smile.

"It's better to be careful." Mei Hong said calmly. He pushed away the wine bottle and glass, stood up, and Liu Xiyao found that Mei Hong at this time was drunk and frenzied, and he returned to his original nature, and he couldn't help but be taken aback.

"For the news of this person, pay more attention in the future." Mei Hong also said, "Japanese newspapers, in particular, should pay more attention. ”

"Yes. I will command it to go down. ”

After Liu Xiyao left, Mei Hong picked up the newspaper again, looked at Lin Yiqing's portrait fixedly, and tears oozed from the corners of his eyes.

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