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Text Chapter 994 A history of never-ending peace

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    With complicated emotions, Zhong Sanri continued his journey back to his hometown. Tianzhu returned to the emperor. This topic filled everyone's minds. Along the way, everyone was discussing how the country would govern Tianzhu. The journey was no longer boring.  .

    "Are you crazy? Do what we do here? We still have most of the poor people waiting to be taken care of in our country, and now we have to take care of Tianzhu? How many poor people are there in Tianzhu? Nine out of ten! They are either Sudra tenant farmers or  Untouchables, they don¡¯t even meet the standards of ¡®absolute poverty¡¯ in our country¡­¡±

    Zhong Sanri and Xu Gui believed that Yinghua should swallow up all Tianzhu, imitate the local system, and set up yamen in different provinces.  Xu Shan really couldn't bear to listen and rebutted excitedly.

    "As long as we win over the noble masters of Tianzhu and ensure that Tianzhu does not collapse, we can squeeze big profits from Tianzhu no matter how we do it! Tianzhu is by no means our biological son of China, it is just used to suck blood and eat meat"

    In order to enhance his persuasiveness, Xu Shan used the most superficial analogy. As soon as he said the words, he realized that something was wrong. Sure enough, Zhong Sanri and Xu Gui changed their colors at the same time. Their biological son didn't this just poke their hearts?  ?  Both of them, one a known half-breed and the other a possible half-breed, felt excluded from their family and not considered their biological sons.

    Until they arrived at Klumpo in Ceylon, Zhong Sanri and Xu Gui did not give Xu Shan a good look. If Xu Shan was not the boss of the ship, they were afraid of being thrown off the ship, and Xu Shan would have been beaten into a pig's head.

    The ** docked at Colombo Port for supplies, which was British territory.  After the Third Battle of Ceylon, the British and Chinese negotiated peace, and the entire Ceylon was divided into two parts. The French used Jaffna in the north as their stronghold, and gathered the French from the previous Indian strongholds such as Pondicherry.  The British pressured the Dutch to cede the control of Cromple, and it became a settlement for the British and Dutch.

    When the ** entered the harbor, the British pilot was as usual. After boarding the ship, he squinted his eyes and spread his palms, with his middle finger wagging.  This is an unofficial hand gesture now practiced in seaports around the world, and it means "bring me money" and, yes, ask for a bribe.

    "Extorting bribes is subject to the supervision of the country's legal system and public opinion. Chinese people will not be so blatant among themselves, but they will not be so polite to foreigners.  Therefore, whether it is British or British, all seaport clerks.  They regard foreign merchant ships as fat meat, which is also an "international practice."

    Xu Shan had already gotten used to it, and subconsciously reached for his pocket, while Zhong Sanri and Xu Gui looked at the arrogant white-skinned baboon.  A breath of evil breath rushed straight into Tianling Gai.  The dissatisfaction with Xu Shan was forgotten. If his compatriots were bullied, he would be bullied. The two shouted in British almost at the same time: "Fake-oil!"

    The British pilot was stunned for a moment, not realizing that he was being scolded. Zhong Sanri raised his middle finger, Xu Shan clenched his fists, and the two of them kept up their efforts: "Sangoff Beach!" "Ansuo Gruffis!" "Wai.  Termonk!¡±

    Just as the two men cursed, a red flower bloomed on the face of the British guy, and the guy shouted in fluent Chinese: "Are you crazy!? Dare you insult the port pilot? This is Britain's place.  .Aren¡¯t you afraid of being punished by British law!?¡±

    Zhong Sanri pushed Xu Shan away who was trying to persuade him, raised his arms and shouted: "This is a charity given to you by us Seris! Not only are you ungrateful, but you are also arrogant and domineering to us Seris people, so you are not afraid of the power of heaven from Seris!"  "

    Xu Gui also shouted: "Tianzhu is already ours. If you still want to eat our leftovers here, you should be a good grandson!"

    Does India belong to Siris?  What does this mean?  Didn¡¯t Siris only occupy Bengal?

    The news of the battle in Agra has not yet reached here, and the British people do not understand where the confidence of the two comes from.  There was a hint of fear in his heart, and he looked at Xu Shan doubtfully.

    Xu Shan also cheered up at this time.  When he was in Bombay, he was full of resentment due to the exploitation of the British East India Company. In Colombo, in addition to the filial piety of the pilot, he also had to pay homage to the port administrator, otherwise the food he bought would be moldy and the fresh water would not be mixed.  How much urine and spit.  He is heartbroken about his profits.

    "Our Buddha Governor defeated the Mughal Empire in Agra. The Emperor gave up the crown to our Emperor. Now our army should have recovered Delhi and driven the Persians out of Tianzhu. Is this news still  The one we brought first?¡±

    Xu Shan raised his head and chest and looked at the British people.  The blush on the opponent's face that bloomed due to humiliation withered like an epiphyllum, and the flesh of his face became stiff due to the intensity of exercise.

    After a long silence, the British man said brightly: "It's a good day, isn't it? For His Majesty Emperor Siris, I provide free services today"

    "Could he have deliberately brought the boat to the reef?"

    "Since Tianzhu belongs to us, the foreigners in Ceylon will notThe 20-year-old college students were all stunned when they introduced themselves and told each other their names.

    "Is itFu from the Fucha family?"

    "Is itChang of the Niu Colu family?"

    Listening to the accent, looking at the eyebrows, and knowing the last name, the two of them have a feeling for each other's origins.

    "Stop mentioning Fu Cha, our last name is only Fu!"

    "I don't know what Niu Gulu is, I only know that my surname is Chang!"

    "There seems to be some grudge between our families?"

    "It has nothing to do with us!"

    The two of them unanimously raised their voices, emphasizing that they were no longer the Manchus of the past generation, and they did not want to pay attention to the love and hatred of the previous generation.  Fu Kang'an, Fu Heng's son, and Chang He Shen, Chang Bao's son, met during the Malacca religious rebellion.

    "For my emperor!"

    "For China!"

    The two teenagers, whose lips were still full of downy hair, looked at each other and smiled, gripped their muskets tightly, and followed everyone in a deep voice.

    ¡°Wan Sheng¡ª¡ª!¡±

    The door opened, and the men in blue lined up and poured out. A mere hundred people faced the huge crowd with guns raised.

    The gunshots roared, the shouts shook the sky, and Malacca was bloody. Just like the history of Yinghua looking at the world over the past few decades, there will never be a peaceful year.

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