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Chapter 166: The Governor Meets an Old Friend in a Foreign Land (Third Update, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 166: The Governor Meets an Old Friend in a Foreign Land (Third Update, Please Subscribe)

How many days did you spend at sea?

The people who got off the "Nandouxing" had no idea that almost everyone, regardless of gender, age or status, felt extremely complicated the moment their legs stepped onto the land. They stood there and suddenly burst into tears. Wang Youling, who was among the crowd, seemed to be infected as well.

"It's all arranged, all arranged,"

On the pier, soldiers in military uniforms shouted.

"Everyone line up..."

The officers and soldiers were shouting, but they were not polite with the sticks in their hands. If you were a little slower, the sticks would have hit you.

"Hurry up, Lin Bai, they are coming."

Seeing the soldiers coming with sticks, Wang Youling stood up straight immediately. A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him. He had been beaten with sticks many times when he was on the island.

As soon as he stood up, Lin Bai in front of him was hit.

"Stand still, stand still, sir, stand still..."

But as he was saying this, he was hit on the head with a club.

After a cup of tea, Lin Bai's forehead still hurt a little. He rubbed the egg-sized lump from time to time. Looking at him, Wang Youling said.

"Look, you've suffered a loss again. Don't think that you have nothing to do with others' politeness. People may be polite, but if you break the rules, they will use a stick to teach you the rules. This is because they want to use us to do work. Otherwise, they will just be like long-haired thieves and teach you with a knife."

Now he finally understood that the Taiping rebels didn't kill them for half a year, not because they were soft-hearted, but because they sold them overseas. As a Fujianese, Wang Youling had certainly heard of "selling piglets". But he never thought that one day he, the governor of a province, would be sold as a piglet.

Damn long-haired thief!

"Um……"

Lin Bai responded silently and followed closely in the team.

"If this person doesn't want to suffer a loss, he has to bear some anger."

Wang Youling said.

"Mr. Wang, you don't understand."

Lin Bai said.

"We are not here to accept our fate. Mr. Wang, you are also an educated person, are you willing to be a coolie?"

In fact, along the way, even the most confused people have figured out that the reason they survived is probably because they were sold to human traffickers and used as coolies.

Even though I knew that life was hard for coolies, at least I survived.

But this is not the day Lin Bai wanted.

Wang Youling said.

"Lin Bai, don't have any ideas. Don't you see that they are all carrying foreign guns? If you don't want to die, don't cause any trouble, okay?"

"Mr. Wang, just wait and see. Our Master Lin will definitely not accept his fate like this!"

Lin Bai refused to listen to any advice.

Seeing this, Wang Youling just sighed, but the next moment, his eyes widened and he looked at the person standing in front of him, unable to believe his eyes.

He...why is he here?

Not to mention Wang Youling, even Hu Xueyan, who was standing nearby and ordering the clerk to register names, was dumbfounded.

“Patrol, patrol…”

How come the Governor is here?

Hu Xueyan, staring at Wang Youling in the crowd in amazement, stopped talking and hurried forward.

Why is he here?

Wang Youling tried to turn sideways to avoid his old acquaintance, but Hu Xueyan took the initiative to greet him.

"Brother Wang, you, you are..."

"Ah, Brother Hu, what a coincidence, what are you doing?"

Wang Youling said this somewhat awkwardly, causing Hu Xueyan to sigh.

"Oh, don't mention it. As soon as I left the city that day, I was caught by the Taimao before I could escape. But my brother..."

Brother Wang, didn’t you always say that you would die to avenge the king? Why are you here?

Hu Xueyan's doubts made Wang Youling blush. How could he not blush? When he asked Hu Xueyan to go out of the city to prepare food and grass, he patted his chest and said that he would live and die with Hangzhou. But what about now?

Seeing the governor in an embarrassed state, Hu Xueyan spoke to comfort him.

"Brother Wang, why do you have to worry about what happened yesterday? In fact, Nanhua is not bad. Compared with the chaotic Qing Dynasty, this place is a paradise. The people can eat, drink and wear warm clothes. It is a blessing to live and work in peace and contentment here."

Hu Xueyan came to Nanhua two months earlier than Wang Youling. Coming from a businessman family, he had a strong ability to adapt. Not only did he stand out when he was on the island, but after arriving at Nanhua, he quickly became a clerk of the company and was responsible for immigration registration.

"Besides, there are many acquaintances here. Brother Wang may not know that I have met many old friends from Hangzhou at the dock these days."

How can you avoid encountering it?

The city of Hangzhou was breached by bandits, and even he, the governor, was abducted and sold as a pig. How many other people could escape this disaster?

"Alas, it's all Wang's fault. My hometown has suffered."

"It's all in the past, it's all in the past..."

The two were talking, and when it was finally Wang Youling's turn to register, just as Hu Xueyan was about to speak, he said.

"My name is Wang Yingjiu."

Well, even the name has been changed.

Looking at Wang Youling, Hu Xueyan just nodded slightly, but he could guess what he was thinking. Wang Youling was the governor of Zhejiang Province in the Qing Dynasty, and the one who was alive now was only Wang Yingjiu.

Although he knew what the other person was thinking, he was still calculating in his mind.

This might be an opportunity!

Looking at Wang Youling who was registering there, Hu Xueyan turned his gaze to the city on the other side of the dock, to the red building in the distance.

As a businessman, or a businessman who was good at dealing with government officials, Hu Xueyan never gave up any opportunity even if he was caught by the Taiping rebels and "sold as a pig".

So what if I’m penniless?

He became an employee of the company even though he was penniless, but he was not satisfied with being an ordinary employee. Even now, as a small supervisor of the department, so what?

This was not what Hu Xueyan wanted, or rather, his goal was far from that. He wanted more and was always looking for opportunities.

Chance?

Where is the opportunity?

Isn’t it Wang Youling, the governor of Zhejiang?

Wang Youling, who had just finished recording the roster, felt Hu Xueyan's gaze and forced a smile.

"Brother, you have been looking at me like this, do you have any idea?"

"ah!"

After his inner thoughts were exposed, Hu Xueyan did not panic, but smiled.

"Brother Wang, you are joking. In fact, there is no need for you to be nervous. This place is neither the government's place nor the Taiping Rebellion's place. This place is Nanhua..."

"Nanhua?"

Wang Youling looked into the distance in confusion.

"Isn't this the foreigner's territory?"

"Although Nanhua is located in the territory of foreigners, this place is definitely not a place for foreigners!"

Hu Xueyan lowered his voice slightly and spoke softly.

"Brother Wang, do you know who this Lord of Nanhua is?"

(End of this chapter)