Film and Television: Starting from Leading Three Thousand Disciples Ashore

Unemployed Lu Zhilian lay listlessly on his bed, staring at the ceiling of the ship's cabin!

He worked so hard to get into university, and after graduation he got a job in the Hong Kong government. He should have married a rich and beautiful woman and reached the pinnacle of his life.

As a result, he was betrayed and lost his job.

Does that mean all my efforts over the years have gone down the drain?

Lu Zhilian stared at the ceiling, where fishing nets were still hanging.

The cabins were cramped, so no place was overlooked for storing things.

The boat rocked slightly.

The curtain was lifted, and blinding sunlight streamed in, causing Lu Zhilian to involuntarily close his eyes.

"grass!"

It was Manzi who came to find Lu Zhilian. He lifted the curtain and walked to the bedside.

"Lianzi, you son of a bitch."

"We people on the water are working hard to protect Shek Pai Bay. Uncle Lu and Aunt Lu also take time to patrol the shore."

Because Lu Wendong transferred Tong Lian Shun and two fish protection teams to Causeway Bay, there was immediately a shortage of manpower to maintain order in Shek Pai Wan.

On the minibus route, more Hung Hing gangsters came to cause trouble.

Therefore, Lu Wendong mobilized the Shek Pai Wan boatmen to patrol ashore in the name of the Fisheries Association.

For Lu Wendong, the stronger the external enemy, the happier he was.

This way, he can take the opportunity to unite the boat people of Shek Pai Wan.

"So what if you're unemployed?"

"What's so great about it?"

"Does Seac Pai Wan need a bite to eat or a drink from you?"

"Get up."

Lu Zhilian sullenly got up: "Barbarian, why are you acting like you've swallowed gunpowder?"

"snort!"

"The president wants to see you."

Lu Zhilian quickly finished washing his face and brushing his teeth in a minute, and then went ashore with Manzi.

From the pier to Shek Pai Wan, a temporary escort team organized by the Maritime People is patrolling.

"Hey bastard, are those gangsters still causing trouble?"

"A leopard can't change its spots!"

The barbarian spat out a large wad of phlegm.

"These gangsters still think we're as easy to bully as before."

"So, how's the student council president?"

Having personally experienced the sniping, Lu Zhilian felt a chill run down his spine when he recalled that day.

"With the blessing of the Heavenly Queen, the president has no taboos."

The barbarian glanced at Lu Zhilian with disdain.

What good are college students?

It's just unemployment, but it's worse than being tricked into marriage.

"Lianzi, you're not getting any younger."

As the barbarian walked, he said, "Don't be so pretentious."

"If you ask me, you should just come back and help the chairman."

"You're educated and cultured; that's exactly the kind of person the chairman needs."

The barbarian said very sincerely, "Not many of us who live on the water have actually received an education."

Lu Zhilian forced a smile, his muscles twitching.

"It's really exhausting to talk to a bookish person like you."

The barbarian led Lu Zhilian to the Tianhou Temple.

This place is a bit far from the dock, with a row of tenement buildings behind it and a forest of houseboats in front.

There is a certain level of security.

It was one of the few suitable public places that Long Jiu had specially found for Lu Wendong.

The temples on Hong Kong Island have a similar architectural layout, all being single-story buildings with four water features converging in the center.

Pilgrims do not need to pay an entrance fee to offer incense, and they can also bring their own.

Eighteen spiral-shaped incense sticks hanging in the courtyard emitted wisps of smoke.

Lu Zhilian could only see Ju Wei's imposing figure through the fragrant mist, making it difficult to discern his face.

"Lianzi, come here."

Lu Wendong turned around and beckoned to Lu Zhilian: "Offer incense to the Empress."

Lu Zhilian obediently stepped forward.

After offering incense, Lu Wendong led Lu Zhilian to the back tea room for tea.

"Lianzi, Uncle Lu said you haven't been eating or drinking lately."

Lu Wendong sized up Lu Zhilian. His eyes were slightly sunken, his hair was split, and his face had a pale yellow tinge.

The clothes were still official shirts, but they were full of wrinkles.

"Just because you were fired?"

"President, I'm not reconciled."

Lu Zhilian said indignantly, "I did nothing wrong."

Lu Wendong chuckled: "You've been to school, how come you still don't understand?"

"This isn't a matter of right or wrong."

"Come!"

Seeing that Lu Zhilian had no interest in drinking tea, Lu Wendong took him to the kitchen in the backyard.

The kitchen took up two whole rooms.

This is because the Tin Hau Temple often holds charity banquets. For example, on Tin Hau's birthday, the temple will distribute porridge to believers in the vicinity.

A burlap sack hanging in mid-air was swaying back and forth, with muffled groans coming from inside from time to time.

Lu Zhilian swallowed hard.

I'd heard that Lu Wendong was a completely different person now, even daring to chop off Chen Dinggui's head in public...

This?

Who will suffer this time?

With a thud, the sack landed heavily on the ground, and when it was opened, a head eagerly poked out from inside.

His eyes were covered with black gauze, and his mouth was stuffed with a rag.

When Lu Zhilian saw the man's face clearly, his expression changed drastically, and he involuntarily took three steps back.

"He, he..."

"I've already checked."

Lu Wendong patiently explained, "Your Department of Health has a total of 3 unions."

"The union you belong to has 65 people."

A scholar's rebellion will never succeed in ten years!

Lu Wendong finds this hard to understand: on the one hand, these grassroots civil servants on Hong Kong Island want to negotiate with the government to increase their salaries, and on the other hand, they are divided into factions.

Just one Department of Health, and it manages to split into three unions…

How can a disorganized group fight against foreigners?

"This is the guy who betrayed you."

Lu Wendong gestured to the barbarian to remove the man's mask: "The interesting part is here."

Do you know what award he received?

Lu Zhilian's chest heaved violently, and his face turned from black to blue and then to red.

After a long pause, he whispered, "What?"

There's nothing there!

Remove the mask.

The traitor's eyes darted around before immediately landing on Lu Zhilian.

Oh oh oh!

The traitor growled desperately, his eyes pleading.

"He thought he could get a reward by using you to seduce foreigners."

Lu Wendong patted Lu Zhilian on the shoulder: "In the end, the foreigner only gave a verbal compliment."

"Lianzi, you lot are incapable of anything."

Do you know why?

Lu Wendong said slowly, "Struggle requires bloodshed, but you won't even shed a drop of sweat."

Lu Zhilian stared blankly at the traitor.

This is the partner I trust most in the Department of Health.

At the time, everyone had a passionate discussion, saying they wanted to unite with other partners in the Department of Health and then ask the government to give them a raise.

Unexpected...

The person who betrayed me was the one I trusted most.

Oh oh oh!

With tears welling in his eyes, the traitor, his hands bound, threw himself to the ground and kowtowed repeatedly to Lu Zhilian.

"He doesn't regret betraying you; he's just afraid!"

A fish-killing knife was shoved into Lu Zhilian's hand.

"Lianzi, Uncle Lu begged me to find you a way out."

"I don't agree with Uncle Lu's statement."

"I believe that when people venture out into the world, they choose their own path, and whether they live or die should be their own decision."

Lu Wendong grasped Lu Zhilian's right hand and aimed it at the traitor.

"Now there is a road in front of you."

"Is it about seeking justice for myself, or going back to lying on the fishing boat?"

"You choose!"

Lu Zhilian's right palm instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and beads of cold sweat the size of soybeans dripped down his temples.

His voice trembled as he said, "Yes, Chairman, my crime... it doesn't warrant death..."

Snapped!

Lu Wendong slapped Lu Zhilian across the face: "Useless!"

"Others see that you don't dare to resist and are certain that you won't pick up a knife, so they dare to betray you at will."

"Because he knows he doesn't have to pay any price."

"And if he wins the bet, he can get promoted and live a good life."

Lu Wendong said sternly, "We people on the water have been bullied for hundreds of years because most of us are like people like you."

"They're all cowards!"

"I just wanted to bear with it and it would pass!"

"They didn't dare to resist!"

"grass!"

"Is this how the Heavenly Queen taught us?"

Lu Wendong slapped Lu Zhilian across the face again: "You coward! You don't even have the guts to kill anyone, how can you survive in officialdom? How can you fight against those foreigners?"

"Fuck you! You only win if you dare to fight!"