America 1881: Legend of the West

Fights were fought and people were fished out.

But what Chen Jianqiu is thinking about now is that these things are by no means accidental.

Whenever something like this happens, it's mostly politicians who are behind it.

This is a card.

The best card Scott could come up with.

Sure enough, in the next week.

Across New Mexico, some frictions began to occur between whites and local Chinese.

These things often start with the provocation of a few white people.

The newspapers controlled by the Republican Party also followed suit and began to report at length on these frictions.

They deliberately exaggerated the seriousness of the incident, exaggerated the impact of the incident and vilified the image of the Chinese people.

For example, the Chinese in New Mexico were depriving local white workers and even Mexican-American workers of employment opportunities.

For another example, the living habits of these Chinese workers have caused trouble to the people of New Mexico.

Many of them are clichés, just like those published in California newspapers before.

It's just that they kept pace with the times and added it to the bill, claiming that the citizenship status of these Chinese was unknown and should be investigated.

Scott wanted to turn New Mexico into a second California.

His plan was divided into several steps.

The first step is to send people to create trouble, and then have Republican newspapers fan the flames.

The second step is to lead people to give speeches everywhere, promote the "yellow peril theory", and point the contradiction directly at the connivance of Chen Jianqiu and the Democratic Party.

The third step is to mobilize the public and even the militia to further create friction around Roswell.

Based on his understanding of Chen Jianqiu, this man would never swallow his anger, but whether he directly led the militia to take action or united with Mexico.

The federal troops stationed near him will take care of him.

No one will dare to protect him then.

While this move has the potential to cause chaos in New Mexico, it also has the potential to kill a lot of people.

But Scott didn't care.

What should he be afraid of when there are federal troops wiping his butt?

Scott thought the plan was perfect.

However, what he never expected was that this plan would always stop at the first step.

Because something more exciting than a Chinese fight attracted the attention of everyone in New Mexico.

The current state legislator, Republican leader, and leader of the Santa Fe political group, Scott, was sued by a Mexican businessman.

He was accused of killing his father.

The story was revealed in Democratic newspapers such as the Santa Fe Star.

These newspapers began to publish Scott's accusations one after another, and only Scott's accusations.

All the spearheads are focused on Scott alone.

More and more people are suing him, appearing in Santa Fe, Albuquerque and other places at the same time like mushrooms after a rain.

As the reports deepened, people discovered that the congressman's crimes were countless, involving corruption, bribery, kidnapping, murder, etc., and it could not be published in a week or two.

Scott wasn't worried about it at first.

Because the judges in several big cities in New Mexico are his people.

He began to let the newspapers he controlled fight back, just as he had done with his previous slanders.

But this actually contributed to the fermentation of the incident itself.

Scott felt a little strange, so he asked his subordinates to collect the newspapers and put them in his hands.

The more he read those reports, the more frightened he became.

It is more detailed and accurate than the previous reports on the governor.

In the weeks that followed, it wasn't just the Democratic newspapers that were at war.

In the central squares of various cities, people appeared in speeches, criticizing the political corruption in New Mexico.

Not only have old cowards and murderers like Scott not been brought to justice, they have been able to control state politics for many years.

This is a disgrace to American democracy!

Everything started to develop in an uncontrollable direction.

Public dissatisfaction boiled, public opinion turned, and he, Scott, became the target of public criticism and became a street rat.

Even theaters in Santa Fe began rehearsing and performing Scott's story.

Anyway, the details were clearly written in the newspaper, and after a little processing, they turned into a script.

Scolding Scott is now a traffic code, and tickets are easy to sell.

Scott began to receive court appearance notices one after another.

Because the evidence provided by the plaintiffs was so sufficient, they had no choice but to file a case.

At the beginning, with the help of a lawyer, he could handle it calmly, but later, he was just exhausted.

And today, Scott has to face the hearing of his case before the state Supreme Court.

He was prosecuted by a Democratic state prosecutor.

"I have said that these accusations are unreasonable. My lawyer will explain to the court whether the chain of evidence is logical."

Scott stood in the dock, his expression a little tired, but there was a hint of arrogance in his words.

This caused a wave of dissatisfaction on the part of the jury.

This old man used to be out of reach in the eyes of most of them.

But now you are in a lawsuit, what the hell?

Scott's lawyer cleared his throat:

"As my client said, these evidences do not prove the crimes he committed. I will explain them to the court one by one below."

He began to defend himself point by point.

According to him, the robbery and murder charges alleged by the prosecutor all mentioned a lawyer named Dylan.

Without his testimony, these accusations would be difficult to establish, and they would be considered unproven.

"Where is this lawyer now?" the judge asked.

"He resigned a long time ago. I haven't seen him for a long time. I don't know exactly where he went." Scott said.

There was a sneer on his lips.

This man died a long time ago, and he didn’t even know where his body was buried. Where are you going to find him?

The prosecutor raised his hand toward the judge:

"Your Honor, he almost died, but he is still alive!"

A man wearing a suit and a top hat walked into the court under the gaze of everyone.

He walked to the witness stand and took off his hat.

Scott's eyes froze.

Who is this person, if not Lawyer Dylan?

"Dear Judge, I am Dylan. Most of the charges submitted by the prosecutor were done under Scott's instruction or provided him with advice!"

Dylan said slowly while handing his identification to the staff.

"I protest! The prosecution provided new witnesses without communication, and we cannot accept it!" Scott's lawyer shouted.

However, the judge said the protest was invalid and motioned for Dylan to continue.

Dylan looked at Scott's lawyer, his eyes cold and scary:

"I was his lawyer in the past, but just three years ago, he tried to kill me!"

Scott's lawyer was a little at a loss. He glanced at Scott and felt that this man was a bit strange.

Scott closed his eyes slumped.

This lawsuit can no longer be fought.

In the end, the Republican leader was found guilty on almost all of his charges.

He was thrown into jail.

What awaits him will be life imprisonment.

However, Scott didn't think so.

Perhaps his political career is over, but he will never spend the rest of his days in prison.

Having been operating in New Mexico for many years, he had already prepared his own retreat.

A few months later, one night outside Santa Fe.

A carriage quietly drove out of the prison in the western suburbs of Santa Fe.

Scott was in the carriage.

He is planning to leave New Mexico and go to Canada or Europe. In short, he will live in a different place.

Or maybe, he will come back in a different way.

Scott began to close his eyes and meditate. This trip would be very far and tiring.

However, the carriage stopped for some unknown reason.

The old man felt a little strange.

He opened the curtain of the carriage and looked outside.

In the moonlight, he saw a man standing next to a black horse, smoking a cigarette with his back to him.

In the man's waist were two golden revolvers.

He finished his cigarette, turned around, and grinned at Scott.

This smile made the old man feel cold all over.

"Chen Jian."

Before Scott finished speaking, a gunshot rang out in the wilderness.

Chen Jianqiu put the revolver back into the holster on his waist.

He glanced at Scott's body and just said softly to the coachman:

"Find a place and bury it."