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Volume 3: The Wind Rises in the Southern Kingdom Chapter 2 Chapter 2: Protecting the Burmese Captain¡¯s Mansion

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    "It's so comfortable!" Duncan closed his eyes happily.  "Her Majesty's warrior, Meng Ji thanks you for your help!" A strange English accent woke Duncan up from this comfortable feeling. He turned around and saw a Burmese man in his thirties standing in front of him.  A man with gorgeous clothes, this man is the mastermind of the coup - Meng Ji.  "Your Majesty!" Duncan suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and bowed to Meng Ji.  "No need to be polite! Warrior, what reward do you need? Gemstones, gold, or women, the generous Meng Ji can meet your requirements!" "This cowardly mouse has been hiding in his mouse hole until he wins.  Here, prepare to go into exile if it fails." Duncan cursed secretly, but on the surface, he still tried his best to pretend to be respectful and said: "As a humble servant of the empire, I will obey the queen's orders and serve you.  Serving is my duty." At this point, Duncan's voice became firm: "As long as you act in accordance with the pre-agreed agreement, that's fine!" "That's natural, that's natural!" Meng Ji said with a smile.  , but his eyes flickered, and he whispered: "Just Xipao and his child?" Duncan immediately replied: "This is an internal matter of your country. In accordance with the ambassador's instructions, I will only provide corresponding technical support, and the rest will be provided by  You decide for yourself!" "That's good, that's good!" After receiving a satisfactory answer, Meng Ji smiled happily. He made a self-contained gesture to Duncan and walked quickly to the city gate.  Staring at the other person's retreating back, his eyes were filled with contempt.  "The despicable traitor used artillery to bombard the Buddhist temple! Your warriors can no longer hold on. Your Majesty, please leave here quickly!" In the palace of King Burma, Maung Ook knelt on the ground. At this time, he was very  He was in a state of embarrassment, and his right shoulder was bright red. It was just when he went out to investigate the situation that he was hit by a stray bullet.  "These demons actually fired cannons in the sacred palace and bombarded the Buddha's hall. After death, they will definitely be cast into the animal realm and will never be reincarnated!" King Xipao of Burma cursed angrily, and his face had swollen into purple-black color.  , all ethnic groups in Myanmar believe in Buddhism, and there are many statues of gods and Buddhas in the palace city, which are considered sacred temples.  Although there were frequent attacks and killings among various clans, it was unprecedented for them to openly bombard the Buddhist hall with artillery fire in the palace. No wonder Xipao was so angry.  "Holy Majesty, let's go quickly!" Maung Ok urged. At this time, the shouts of killing outside the palace were clearly audible. It was obvious that the rebels were not far away from here.  Xipao shook his head, picked up the saber hanging on the wall, put the pistol in his belt, and said loudly: "No, the king's robe is the best shroud. I will die as a king. This time the traitor is behind  There must be some influence from the British. If you take the children to the Shun people, you may be able to find a way out with them. "Shi Zhao Youting, the head of the Hu Burian Xiaowei Mansion, has been awakened by the sound of gunfire coming from the palace.  Wearing only a pair of wooden clogs, they ran to the balcony of the embassy. The sound of gunfire from the palace a few miles away was so dense that they could no longer be heard, and the fighting was already in full swing.  He is a Guangxi native. He was a Jinshi for three years in Jiafeng, but his official career has not been smooth. He is nearly fifty years old, but he was sent to a foreign land like Myanmar to serve as a governor who is not worthy of the name.  Zhao Youting himself also gave up the idea of ??making progress, and just collected all kinds of treasures here in Myanmar, preparing to wait until his term expired in another year. After returning to China, he made a fortune and returned to his hometown to retire. However, he did not expect that at this juncture,  But when things like this happened, Zhao Youting felt a splitting headache when he thought about losing the vassal state of Burma during his tenure and the impeachment scandals raining down in Han Dynasty.  "Sir, Lord Marching Sima is here, right outside!" The clerk on the side whispered.  When Zhao Youting was at a loss what to do, he seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and said urgently: "Quick, please come in!" "Sir, it's the rebels who are plotting rebellion! They have already invaded the palace. It seems that the situation is not right.  The king of Burma is in a bad situation!" The marching Sima Batu of the captain's house was still outside the door, and his loud voice came in. He was a black-faced man in his mid-twenties, wearing a large military uniform on his burly  His body was almost bursting, and his face was covered in dust under the light, but he couldn't hide the worry on his face.  "Ah? It's not good for the King of Burma? What, what can we do!" When Zhao Youting heard this, he suddenly panicked. Although the current King of Burma only superficially recognized Dashun's status as the suzerainty, he, as the Protector of Burma, sounded like a captain.  It's majestic, but in reality it's just empty airs.  The king of Myanmar, Xi Jin, secretly swayed between the British and Dashun, seeking profits from it. However, on the surface, he still recognized it as a vassal state of Dashun. If there was a new king of Myanmar, judging from the aggressive momentum of the British and barbarians, it is very likely that he would not even be able to do so.  I lost all my skin and went directly to the British side.  At that time, he was charged with losing his vassal state, and he dared not say anything else. There was definitely no hope of him returning to his hometown to retire in his normal career.  When he thought of this, Zhao Youting couldn't help butHe burst into tears: "Why is my life so miserable!" "Sir!" Seeing Zhao Youting's appearance, Batu knew that he could no longer count on him, so he hurriedly suggested: "When there is a coup in Myanmar, there will be bandits everywhere.  Looting, there are many overseas Chinese from our country in Mandalay City, seeing this as a humble duty, we should first distribute the firearms and put the soldiers on guard. If the overseas Chinese come to seek refuge, it will be easy to cover them up. " "What Sima said is true," he said.  Just do as you say!" Zhao Youting nodded. He was not incompetent. It was just that after staying here for many years, his ambition was worn away, and he became a lot more lazy. When he encountered big changes, he couldn't react for a while.  "Yes!" Batu saw that Zhao Youting accepted his suggestion, and he couldn't help but feel energetic. He turned around and hurried downstairs. Soon, a powerful order was heard in the embassy, ??and the soldiers of the embassy guard quickly lined up to accept the order.  Take action.  Zhao Youting looked at Batu who was energetically giving orders downstairs. He couldn't help but sigh and turned back to the house.  Zhao Youting went back to the house and lay down. After about twenty or thirty minutes, when he was falling into a deep sleep, Batu's urgent voice came from outside the door again: "Sir, sir, I have something urgent to report to you!" Zhao Youting was helpless.  He got up from the bed, opened the door and asked, "Captain, what's going on?" "Sir, the Prince of Burma is here to surrender. He's down there!" Batu said in a low voice, but his face turned red with excitement.  Almost radiating light.  "What?" Zhao Youting immediately recovered from the half-asleep state. As an experienced diplomat, he naturally knew what this meant - whether it was Dashun's future interference or a deal with the new Burmese king.  , this prince is a good excuse and bargaining chip. No matter how you say it, "the teacher comes from nowhere" is not a good adjective.  "Are you sure you are the real Prince of Burma?" Zhao Youting asked in a low voice.  "It should be good. The one who escorted the two princes was Maung Aok himself, the bodyguard of the Burmese king. I had dealt with him not long ago when I accompanied you to the palace to meet the Burmese king. They also brought seals and letters.  ! Na Maung Oke said that the rebels should have the support of the British, and the weapons they used were all made in the UK. "That's true, those damn barbarians!" Zhao Youting said with hatred, he walked back and forth a few steps, and then did it quickly.  He made a decision: "It is not safe for them to stay in the Protectorate. After the rebels are successful, they will surely search the whole city and eventually find them here. They should take advantage of the fact that the rebels have not yet completely controlled the whole city and send them to them quickly."  Let them get out of the city and go to a safe place!" At this point, Zhao Youting's eyes turned to Batu's face.  As a young military attache stationed in the vassal state, Batu's mind was full of thoughts of showing off his power in foreign lands and slaying Shi Yanran. When he saw that Shangguan had grasped the key points of the matter, he couldn't help but feel very happy, and he quickly replied in a deep voice:  "My lord said, it's best to send it to Dashun." Zhao Youting nodded, he looked up at the starless sky, a trace of worry appeared on his face, and whispered: "It's just that the rainy season is about to begin.  I¡¯m here, I¡¯m just afraid of¡ª¡ª¡± ¡°I¡¯m not afraid, I¡¯m willing to go there myself. Most of the caravans in the city are Chinese. They often travel between Myanmar and China, and they are familiar with the roads. As long as they promise a huge profit, it¡¯s not difficult to ask them to come out.¡±  People help each other. Besides, this rainy season is also a good thing. Firstly, it is difficult for the rebels to pursue. Secondly, it is difficult for the army to move during the rainy season, and the British barbarians cannot invade in large numbers. This also gives us time to react. "It turns out that Myanmar is located in the western part of the Indochina Peninsula!  , has a tropical monsoon climate, which is very different from mainland China. The rainy season is from April to September every year, and the rest of the time is the dry season. Most of the rainfall is concentrated in the rainy season. During this season, a large amount of rain causes flooding, and the roads are often blocked by it.  It was damaged or submerged, and transportation was very difficult, so Zhao Youting just felt very embarrassed about escorting the two princes from Mandalay to Dashun.  And Batu looked confident. Apparently he had considered the difficulty of the matter clearly before meeting Zhao Youting and made up his mind to escort him personally.  Seeing Batu like this, Zhao Youting immediately made a decision: "Well, you immediately contact the caravan to prepare for the trip. I will go see the prince of the Burmese king. We will meet at Ximenwai in half an hour!"  On a hammock with a canvas wooden frame under a mosquito net, Chen Zaixing turned over a large pile of mineral samples, the result of his labor over the past few days.  He saw a bolt of lightning break through the dark clouds over the trees to the east.  There was a vague fence that outlined the woods that shaded the clearing.  He smoked a cigarette and cursed the virgin forest around him and the horrible insects.  Like all those who came to the primeval forests of Indochina, he asked himself why he came back to this disgusting place.  If he analyzed it carefully, he would have to admit that he was no longer adaptable to the affluent life in Hankingli.  Needless to say, he could not live in Hanking, and even in Dashun, there was no place he could live.  He can no longer live like that year after year, day after day?A simple and repetitive life, because the rules and intrigues there made him unhappy. Most importantly, only in the inaccessible forests of Indochina could he avoid seeing the name of the woman he loved deeply.  Like all those who have lived in Indochina for a long time, he sometimes loved and sometimes hated the place.  But he admits that after five years, he has come to like it. Over the years, he has become inseparable from cigarettes, malaria and countless insect bites.  Chen Zaixing came to Myanmar in 1875. At the age of 20, he had already entered the Hongwen Hall as the second best student. For a scholar from the Dashun Dynasty, this meant that the door to the top political elite of Dashun had been opened to him.  .  If nothing unexpected happens, he will cultivate his talents here, compile history, write books, and draft edicts. If he is lucky, he will also be able to read for members of the royal family, form a friendship with the future emperor, and lay the foundation for becoming the future prime minister.  .  When you are about forty years old, you can become the Minister of the Sixth Ministry or be promoted to a high official. Next, you can get the national title of Gapyeong Zhangjun, reach the pinnacle of power, and become the Prime Minister of the empire.  But Chen Zaixing was not such a rule-abiding person. He was known in Hongwen Hall for his fondness for Western learning and his suave unruliness. Of course, the imperial court was very tolerant of these elites of the empire and the reserve team of central system bureaucrats. Even the emperor was very tolerant of Chen Zaixing.  Some outrageous behaviors were just laughed off and let off lightly.  But all this happened until he met the woman in his destiny, that is Jiang Qingyue - a "Weixian" in the palace, the current emperor of Dashun Xianqing, Bingbi Chengzhi, also commonly known as  One of the "Internal Ministers" - one of the few women who stood at the pinnacle of power in the Dashun Empire.  There is no doubt that Jiang Qingyue is a very beautiful woman, and more importantly, she has more than just beauty.  Due to the vicious expansion of the imperial power of the previous dynasty, which even eroded the power of the prime minister to a considerable extent, as part of the reaction of the successors, Shun restored the prime minister system, and even the leader of the prime ministers even used the term "Pingzhang Military and State Affairs" in history.  It is also an extremely exaggerated title.  But in actual political life, the emperors of the Shun Dynasty still monitored the actions of the prime ministers very vigilantly.  Now, the Ming Dynasty's once-powerful Si Li Jian and eunuch systems have been abolished, and part of its authority has been transferred to Pingzhang, Congzheng, and those who have been promoted to participate in politics in Tianyou Pavilion. However, some of the power has been retained by the emperor.  In his own hands - or in the hands of the closest secretarial team around him.  As time goes on, this team of secretaries, just like the predecessors of the previous dynasty's ceremonial supervisors, has become more and more powerful.  As a reserve member of this secretarial team, Jiang Qingyue's level of education can be imagined. Even though girls' schools were no longer uncommon in the empire at that time, the knowledge and abilities of the ladies who attended them were comparable to Jiang Qing's.  Compared with the moon, it is one in the sky and one on the earth.  When such a woman appears in front of the always conceited Chen Zaixing, one can imagine her attraction.  The gap between the two was not as insurmountable as outsiders imagined.  According to the imperial system, Jiang Qingyue can leave the palace to marry at the age of 25 (originally she was 30 years old. She wanted to be five years later than other palace maids to repay the excellent education she received, but Chen Zaixing, who came from a noble family, had  (She has the ability and willingness to compensate her with money.) But all this must have a premise. Jiang Qingyue must give up becoming a Chengzhi, because once he becomes a Chengzhi, his departure from the palace will be delayed until the age of 40.  Not to mention having access to the core secrets of the empire.  Faced with the choice between love and power, Jiang Qingyue chose to become a Chengzhi after hesitation.  Suffering a huge blow, Chen Zaixing gave up his status as a bachelor of Hongwen Museum, left Hanking, and came to Indochina. Over the years, he traveled through the jungle, wrote travel notes, and surveyed and mapped. Being proficient in Western learning, he was extremely talented in surveying, mapping, and mineral exploration.  Insightful.  Over the years, he has discovered several tin and silver mines in Myanmar, from which he has made huge profits, and his family fortune has exceeded one million.
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