Chapter 5: Became a Hero!

  "Yang brothers, you look more elegant than Xiaotao Hong from Wan Hua Lou. Don't you all agree?"

  "Look at Yang brother's butt, it's much whiter and tender than Little Peach's. And this pose is great, just a glance makes my heart itch."

  Haha......

  "Old Hu, I'll give you four words: get out of my sight!" On the bus, Yang Da Yingxiong, who was "nursing his injuries" with his butt raised high, gave Old Hu the middle finger, instantly triggering a burst of loud laughter from all around.

  Laughter echoed far and wide with the crack of the whip.

  After the previous lesson, Xiao Anguo never dared to be careless again, and sent scouts all the way. Probably because Du Lao Liu was completely annihilated, the party's armed forces were scared, so there were no more big troubles along the way, but until now, when they saw the mountain gate of Chengdu in the distance, everyone finally relaxed and started talking about Yang Qiu's butt again.

  Seeing Yang Qiu, who usually treated himself like a younger brother, being ridiculed by others, even his best friend Bingwen covered his mouth. Fortunately, after checking the blowpipe, there was no poison on it, and he should be fine after a few days of rest.

  What bad luck!

  Yang Qiu's face turned black in the car, it's only been a few days, first he almost got shot by a machine gun, then he was bombed with chrysanthemums, and most angrily, his big butt that had been kept clean for over 20 years was completely exposed!

  The only consolation is that the great disaster did not die and got 5,000 yuan. Men have money by their side and feel at ease. The biggest gain besides the 5,000 yuan is two Mauser pistols and some bullets found on Du Lao Liu and one of his confidants, which made Yang Qiu Le, who loves antique guns, not sleep for two days.

  As for the gaze of everyone else, he was directly ignored. In his previous life in the military camp, he had done many absurd things such as running naked, so after a few days of complaining, he returned to normal. At this moment, he stared wide-eyed like a curious baby at the surroundings. Because Yang Qiu hadn't been to Bashu before, when he woke up, it was either mountains and fields or villages, making him feel that everything was new and strange for the first time experiencing a late Qing dynasty western metropolis.

  Compared with cities like Shanghai and Guangzhou, which have already started to westernize and have a modern feel, Chengdu in the west still retains its original flavor. The exquisite traditional architecture along the way opened his eyes wide, but at the same time, he couldn't help but lament that industrialization had indeed destroyed many national treasures.

  The convoy attracted a lot of attention, most of which was directed at Du Lao Liu and others who were tied up in a string behind the convoy. In the end, Xiao Anguo accepted the suggestion of Yang Qiu and Ma Kui, deciding to hand over these bandits to Zhao Erfeng for disposal, so as not to bring trouble to the Hubei New Army.

  As the motorcade began to enter the city, the worrying harassment finally did not occur, but a word from a Sichuan soldier at the city gate made everyone tense again.

  "You guys are the new brothers of the army that wiped out the rebel party." The gatekeeper, a Sichuan soldier, smiled warmly and said: "Hehe, you guys have greatly boosted our official army's morale. I heard someone offered a reward of 10,000 taels to recruit rebels from all over the mountains and rivers to surround and wipe you out."

  "Get out of my sight!" Yang Qiu angrily jumped off the horse carriage and kicked this nonsense-spewing guy flying. And what's with these three mountains and five peaks' gangs? Just the ones from Sichuan alone are enough to overwhelm me, I can't take it anymore.

  Can't live like this anymore! Betrayal, must betray immediately!

  The team finally arrived at the Sichuan Governor's Mansion under the hateful and uneasy gaze of the Chengdu people. Before Yang Qiu had time to jump off the car, he saw a large group of people suddenly rushing out from the gate of the governor's mansion, scaring him so much that he hurriedly went to touch the pistol in his pocket, but after seeing the comers clearly, he was stunned.

  Only to see nearly a hundred soldiers with live ammunition surrounded, a large group of local gentry in decent clothes crowded around an old man wearing a "beast" robe, with two white mustaches and a smiling face walked out.

  Commander-in-Chief Zhao Erfeng!

  At this moment, the person who can dispatch so many officials and soldiers in Sichuan and gather gentry is not only the Road Protection Committee, but also the Governor of Sichuan, Zhao Erfeng, who looks weak but is actually ruthless and has the nickname "Zhao Butcher".

  "General Zhang, under your seat, the eighth heavy camp of the Hubei army, Xiao Ankou has seen the Governor-General." Seeing Zhao Erfeng personally leading the crowd to welcome him, Xiao Ankou also secretly frowned and hastily stepped forward to pay his respects.

  "Haha, you've arrived just in time, I've been waiting for you for a long while."

  Seeing Zhao Er Feng's smiling face, holding onto Xiao An Guo chatting with a familiar greeting, even Yang Qiu had some doubts whether this old man was really as heartless and ruthless as described by later generations, but thinking about the upcoming Chengdu blood case, there was a strong urge to pull out a gun and get rid of this guy.

  "Your Excellency, this is......"

  "Hold on, hold on." Zhao Er Feng interrupted Xiao An Guo, glanced at Du Lao Liu and others behind the vehicle team, and asked with feigned ignorance: "I heard that you encountered rebels in Guang'an and some soldiers died. Is this true?"

  "Your Excellency, I don't know if they are rebels or not, but they blocked my way and killed my soldiers, so I captured them and brought them here for you to decide." Xiang Ankou also didn't mention Du Lao Liu's claim of being a party member, only recounting how they robbed the convoy.

  "Hum, these treacherous officials! Bring them in, throw them all into the great prison, and wait for me to report to the imperial court before making a decision." After the soldiers from the Sichuan Governor's Mansion came to take away Du Lao Liu and others, Zhao Er Feng narrowed his eyes and asked again: "Is that young hero who single-handedly captured the bandit chief that An Guo mentioned earlier present?"

  As soon as Yang Qiu heard this, he felt a sense of foreboding and wished he could immediately find a place to hide. Not to mention the dozens of local gentry and hundreds of soldiers in front of him, just the crowd of civilians surrounding him made his scalp tingle with anxiety. If this got out, wouldn't it be like throwing himself directly into the fire?

  Xiao Anguo didn't expect Zhao Erfeng to have such thoughts, and he silently blamed himself for talking too much. But at this point, it was already a matter of life and death, so he could only force himself to push him out under Yang Qiuyue's resentful gaze.

  "Name: Yang Qiu, alias Chenhua, has met with the Governor-General."

  Zhao Erfeng hastily helped Yang Qiu up from his attempted bow, and upon seeing him stand up, noticed that he was exceptionally tall for a person, with an air of heroism about him despite his youth. Especially with the bandage on his arm, Zhao looked at him with concern for several moments before praising: "Good, you truly are the brave warrior who dared to enter the tiger's lair and capture the bandit chief single-handedly. Isn't that what everyone says?"

  "Yes, yes."

  Zhao Er Feng's praise brought a burst of ridicule, and several stubborn old men even directly praised Yang Qiu as if he were the great general Huo Qubing who had conquered the Western Regions in ancient times, saying that the Yang family would be blessed with good fortune! The poor time-traveler not only didn't feel proud to be a hero, but instead felt like he was being pierced by needles from all directions, and wished he could immediately pull out his gun and let this old man taste the power of a 0.45 caliber bullet.

  Of course, this is just an idea, but assassinating the governor of Sichuan in a crowded public place would be impossible to escape from the surrounding soldiers, not to mention the Hubei New Army, unless one immediately joins the Revolutionary Party.

  "The Kuomintang......" Yang Qiu clicked his tongue, feeling a bit bitter, and decided to observe for the time being.

  "Come and take a look." Zhao Er Feng waved his hand to interrupt the surrounding voices of praise, and immediately someone brought over several large silver coins wrapped in red paper. This was still Yang Qiu's first time seeing the currency of this era after her rebirth, and she hastily looked at Xiao An Guo with questioning eyes.

  "Since it's a gift from His Excellency, Chen Hua, you should accept his good intentions."

  "Heh heh." Seeing Yang Qiu put away the reward money, Zhao Er Feng seemed to be very satisfied as well. He laughed loudly and said: "Don't worry about it, just take it. Zhang Da Ren will naturally send a letter to the official himself, and I will also memorialize the Emperor and the court to report your achievement of capturing the rebel leader. A talent like you cannot be treated as an ordinary soldier."

  Moreover, I will announce to the world that everyone should learn from Chen Hua. Whoever captures a rebel, I will personally welcome them and reward them with 300 taels of silver for each person captured!

  It's done!

  Yang Qiu almost fell to the ground with a thud, he had no idea what this old man was thinking, this is taking advantage of the situation to show off!

  It's all over now, the people have gone far away! Old man, you want to establish your prestige in Chengdu, why don't you find someone else? You have to take me as a scapegoat! This kind of hot potato reward is not as good as building a chastity arch for me!

  This is a matter of life and death. If the old man really goes to the capital, with the current situation where the Qing government grabs onto any reed as if it were a warship, in less than ten days, Yang Qiu's legendary name for "killing enemies" will spread throughout the land from north to south.

  Yang Qiulian remained calm in the midst of chaos. Later, Zhao Erfeng deliberately opened the ammunition box in front of everyone, showing off the one thousand new guns that had arrived, and vowed to exterminate the rebels, and that everything would be cleared up in Sichuan. These were all things that Bingwen told him later.

  He only felt that his portrait was placed in a large black plate, with countless big men standing beside him, pointing and gesturing with various strange tattoos on their bodies. Under the portrait, there was also a line of bright red characters, which read: "Yang Qiu, traitor of the Qing Dynasty, one million dollars for whoever takes his head!"

  "Hmm!"

  Yang Qiudi's whole body trembled, and his right hand unconsciously reached into his pocket to prepare a shot at the old man's back. He had already decided to betray him immediately, but before he could take any further action, a faint cold hum seemed to douse him with ice water on a sweltering summer day, calming him down completely.

  She turned her head towards the sound and saw a figure wearing a green shirt and shorts disappearing into the crowd, only to vanish after a few flashes.

  I'm being watched!

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  Many thanks for recommendation and collection, hippopotamus bows three times!

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