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Volume Three: The Wind Rises in the South Chapter 40 Chapter 40 Response

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    The next morning at the pier, Batu sat on a horse and asked the soldiers in front of him in an unconvincing tone: "Did you just say that there has been a riot in Bagan City?" "Yes, sir!"  The soldier also had a look on his face that he couldn't believe what he saw with his own eyes: "We held the flag and walked south to check the military situation under your orders. We were still four or five miles away from Bagan City when we met someone from the city.  When the locals who escaped from the palace asked, they found out that there was a riot in the city. They heard that the puppet king shot thousands of monks and citizens in the square in front of the palace at noon. As a result, a riot broke out in the city at night!  , Great!" Batu rubbed his hands with satisfaction, which was a sign of his unconscious excitement.  He stood up, walked back and forth a few steps, stopped suddenly, and said loudly: "Send two more teams to make sure the situation in Bagan is clear. Also, ask the soldiers to stop loading and unloading goods, and all eat and rest."  , Be ready to go at any time! We must not let that false king run away again this time!¡± ¡°Yes, sir!¡± With a series of responses, the officers surrounding Batu all retreated and he sat back down.  Go up, and immediately stood up excitedly, with a proud smile on his face.  Now he was the only one left, and he no longer needed to maintain that dignified and solemn appearance in front of his subordinates. After all, he was still just a young man in his thirties.  "My lord, my lord!" An officer quickly ran towards Batu and shouted: "Someone from Zhang Zhang's post has returned with news. He is from Bagan City!" "Zhang Qi?" Batu was stunned.  His mind quickly recalled the report he had received not long ago: "Didn't he say that he met a few Burmese monks and wanted to take the opportunity to sneak into Bagan City together?" At this point, Batu's face suddenly changed: "Quick, quick, is it possible this time?"  He was also involved in the riot!" "Sir!" A soldier dressed as a Burmese man saluted Batu, looking a bit nondescript: "Master Zhang asked me to send you a message: the monks and citizens of Bagan City have launched an uprising, and the false king is dead.  "The Puppet King is dead?" Batu couldn't help but feel dizzy at the rapid development of the situation. You know, just four days ago, he was still arguing with Chen Zaixing in the palace in Mandalay about whether to go south.  But after a few days, the two main goals of their march into Myanmar - to help the two princes and princesses regain the throne and to kill the false king - had been achieved. At this time, Batu couldn't help but sigh at the changes in the world.  quick.  "Yes, sir, the false king caused great wrath near Bagan in order to recruit troops and food. This morning, the British officer killed a respected master of Mohe Bodhi Temple. As a result, the monks and citizens of Bagan gathered in the palace.  They demanded severe punishment for the perpetrators. However, the Indian soldiers protecting the palace opened fire and killed hundreds of people, including many monks from famous temples in the city. So a young Burmese monk named Ne Win decided to go to Manchu for revenge.  Dele asked the two majesties for reinforcements and happened to meet us. Master Zhang understood this and thought it was a good opportunity, so he led us to pretend to be the monk's slaves and sneak into the city. Unexpectedly, we were intercepted by an Englishman at the gate of the city.  The police officer stopped him and wanted to search him. Mr. Zhang had no choice but to shoot the British guy and rushed into the city. Along the way, when the Burmese soldiers saw the monks chanting in front, they put down their guns and worshiped the puppet king.  Seeing that the situation was not going well, his men killed the false king and showed his head to express his determination" The soldier was very eloquent. Although there were many clues about the matter, it was not confusing at all when he told it. The plot was full of twists and turns.  The officers on the side couldn't help but marveled after hearing this.  After hearing this, Batu thought for a moment and asked: "Have Zhang Qi come forward to identify himself now? And who is under the control of Bagan now? Where are those Indian soldiers now?" "  Master Zhang felt that since the situation in Bagan was unclear, it would be better not to reveal his identity and pretend to be the slave of the monk named Ne Win. After seeing the corpse of the false king, the revolting soldiers and monks dispersed.  The puppet king's aide was called Diok, and the Indian soldiers were directly commanded by the British. Seeing that the situation was not good, they seemed to have withdrawn southward along the Irrawaddy River, where it was not difficult to find ships. "  "Well, Zhang Qi did the right thing!" Batu nodded: "But the monk named Nevin is too stupid. Does he think that everything will be fine if the false king dies? The officer named Diok killed  Regardless of whether it is because of helplessness or premeditation, the false king will never let go of this disaster in the future. Either he will not do this or he will do it to the end. If Tai'a opposes it, it will only hurt himself.  "My lord, we will send troops to capture Bagan immediately?" an officer asked eagerly. After occupying Mandalay, these officers have made a lot of money through various channels. They have already heard this.  It is said that Bagan is the old capital of Myanmar. There are many temples and pagodas. Burmese people believe in Buddhism and they are never stingy in decorating these pagodas and temples. If they attack the city, they will surely gain a lot.  ? ???Don't worry yet!  "After months of experience, Batu has become more experienced: "Now Bagan City is just meat on the chopping board. We can eat it at any time. We must first send an envoy to the city to pay homage before sending troops. Now that the puppet king is dead, the people below will  As long as they are willing to come, we will accept them all first. You must know that we have offended the British severely this time. We don¡¯t know how to deal with it next?  "Yangon, British Empire Consulate. Gillings is sitting at the desk, writing quickly under the lamp. There is a half-drunk cup of espresso in his hand. Under the lamp, Gillings looks pale and thin.  His eyes were bloodshot, and he was very tired. Finally, Gillings finished the letter. He carefully dried the ink, folded it and put it into an envelope, using beautiful curlicues on the envelope.  After writing the recipient's name and address, he sealed it and placed it on the thick pile of letters on the table. Gillings picked up the coffee cup at hand and took a sip. The cold coffee made him wrinkle.  With a frown, he placed the exquisite white porcelain coffee cup heavily on the teak desk and coughed heavily. The servant who was napping outside the study was awakened. He quickly picked up the coffee pot and walked into the study carefully.  He replaced the master with a cup of scalding hot coffee and took a sip. A bitter and smooth feeling immediately filled his mouth. His spirit was lifted. Gillings stood up and walked to the window to do some gymnastics.  , returned to his desk and continued working at his desk. As the Consul General of the British Empire in Burma, he must respond quickly and correctly to what just happened, to safeguard and expand the interests of the empire to the greatest extent.  It seems that the prestige of the empire must not be offended and the interests of the empire must not be infringed. Only a quick and heavy blow to the arrogant adventure of Shun Jun is the only correct response. But he is just a member of an empire in Myanmar.  Representative, he must first win the consent of the Prime Minister of India and even London, so that he can have enough power to punish these damn country bandits, so he wrote to powerful people in his own faction to win their support, after all, even the Prime Minister.  Your Excellency, you can only act without scruples after gaining a majority in the House of Commons. In view of the fact that all this will take time, Gillings decided to send an envoy to Bagan to submit a diplomatic note to the Shun army there, asking the other party to respond to the previous decision.  Of course, this does not mean that if the Shun army agrees to the conditions in the diplomatic note, Gillings will not take the next military action. After all, it can only destroy the Shun country militarily.  The expeditionary force can only achieve this goal by occupying the entire Burma and removing the threat to India. However, when military strength is insufficient, Gillings does not mind getting what is not available on the battlefield through intimidation and blackmail, not to mention concealing the imperial measures.  The determination and scope of the military operation were also very important. When it was getting dark, Gillings finally completed all the letters. He sorted the letters one by one and asked the servants to send them to the telegraph office and the courier respectively.  I just went back to bed, ready to sleep for an hour before starting the day's work. Mandalay, the palace, and the dormitory were originally the place where the old king Xipao lived. During the coup in April this year, many buildings in the palace were destroyed.  Everything was destroyed by fire. Meng Ji, who subsequently ascended the throne, spent most of his energy on consolidating the throne he had just won, and did not devote much human and financial resources to repairing the palace.  As a result, after Luo Lin and Luo Qin succeeded to the throne, they faced this dilapidated appearance.  At that time, in order to cover the escape of his children, Xipao deliberately led his loyal guards to break out in the opposite direction, so the dormitory suffered very little damage, so Luo Lin and Luo Qin arranged their residences here.  In the room, the desks of the two of them were piled with thick stacks of documents. These were documents submitted by Mandalay and other areas that had recognized the new king.  During this period, Chen Zaixing had selected a group of relatively prestigious and politically pliant people from the small and medium-sized nobility of Myanmar, established an organization called the Privy Council, and sent Liu Zhixing, who had luckily escaped from Meng Ji's clutches, to  Where to be a Privy Councilor, responsible for formulating the procedures and arranging the agenda of the Privy Council.  These documents submitted from all directions have been reviewed and processed by the Privy Council. Now Luo Lin and Luo Qin are undergoing the final symbolic approval process. In view of their knowledge and age, it should be said that they are studying for business.  better.  The main task of the Privy Council is to serve as the king's advisor, providing various suggestions for the king's decisions. When necessary, the king can also select suitable candidates as his representatives to carry out his orders throughout the country.  This is the first time in the history of Myanmar that such an institution has appeared. Due to historical and cultural reasons, the feudal centralization of ancient Myanmar has never reached the level of "governing the people on behalf of heaven" as in ancient China. The power of the king was restricted by monks and nobles from all over the country.  The power of these monks and nobles was completely independent of the existence of the king.  The emergence of the Privy Council completely changed the situation.Reversing this situation, the members of the Privy Council have huge powers, but the Privy Council itself has no power. It is actually just a personal advisory body to the king, and its only real power is to provide advice to the king.  In other words, the Privy Council is just a planet, and all its light comes from the star of the King. If the members of the Privy Council want to expand their power, the only way is to gain the King's trust and expand the King's power.  .  It is very ironic that such an institution that strengthens the central power of the Kingdom of Myanmar comes from the hands of a person like Chen Zaixing who is deliberately planning to invade the Kingdom of Myanmar.  Luo Lin was halfway through reading when he suddenly found his younger brother Luo Qin on the desk, scratching something with a knife. He couldn't help asking: "Brother, what are you doing?" "No, I didn't do anything!" Luo Qin was startled.  Luo Lin quickly put the knife back into his sleeve and pretended to be nonchalant. Luo Lin snorted coldly and looked at the table, only to see an elephant carved lightly on the desk.  "Lie! What is this?" Luo Lin stretched out his hand to Luo Qin: "Quickly, give me the knife!" Luo Qin muttered a few words, and finally, taking advantage of his sister's majesty, he reluctantly handed over the knife in his sleeve.  Knife.  Luo Lin put the knife aside, turned the document in his hand back to the beginning, and prepared to read it again.  Luo Qin boldly complained: "Sister, when we were in Dashun, you said you wanted to go back to Mandalay every day. Is it just to sit here and read these things every day?" Luo Lin sighed and put the paperwork aside.  , she saw her brother's handsome face full of distress and confusion. She reached out and gently touched her brother's cheek and said: "Brother, you are the king now, understand? The king can't play tricks anymore.  Child's temper, if you don't look at these things, how can you know how to be a good king? " "Looking at these things every day, I would rather not be a king!" Luo Qin lowered his head in frustration, but suddenly he raised his head again, his face  There was an excited expression on his face: "Sister, why don't you become the king? Anyway, you like to see these things, so I'll give you the king's seat!" "No nonsense!" Luo Lin's face immediately became serious.  He stood up and said, "Sister, I am a woman. How can a woman be a king?" "This!" Luo Qin scratched his hair in distress and suddenly had an idea: "Sister, you are already fourteen years old. You can find a husband and let him come.  Just be the king and the queen!" At this point, Luo Qin patted his head and said, "Sister, don't you like Mr. Chen? Why don't you marry Mr. Chen? He is knowledgeable and capable, so he will definitely be the king.  A good king!" Hearing his brother's childlike words, Luo Lin's cheeks were dizzy. He hit his brother on the head with the document in his hand and spat: "What are you talking about? This king is nothing else.  You can still send it over, but if you keep talking nonsense, I won't spank you later!" Luo Qin had always been in awe of this sister who was four or five years older than him. Seeing that the other party was getting angry, he quickly lowered his head and said, Luo Qin!  Lin was also frightened by what his brother had just said, and he couldn't calm down for a while.  Luo Qin saw his sister's cheeks were dizzy, her eyes were like water, and her black hair was like a waterfall. She was like a heavenly being. He couldn't help blurting out: "Sister, you are so beautiful. Even the goddess beside the Buddha cannot compare with it. Chen  It's important that Mr. Chen likes it!" "Hey!" Luo Lin sighed softly, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the top of his brother's head, and said, "Brother, Mr. Chen is from Dashun, and he is also the second-ranked male.  I heard that I stayed in Chongwen Hall back then. What kind of beauty has he never seen before? In his eyes, we are just two children!" "No, my sister is the most beautiful, no one can compare with her!  Luo Qin immediately replied: "Besides, no matter how powerful Mr. Chen is, he is just a minister in Dashun. If he marries his sister, he will be the wife of the king. This will be very different." Luo Qin's words touched Luo Lin's heart!  As soon as he moved, he smiled and said: "You are still a child, but you know a lot!" Luo Qin raised his head unconvinced: "But didn't sister just say that I am already a king, and the king is not a child?  " At this time, someone outside spread the word that Mr. Chen was asking for an audience.  Luo Lin was stunned, but he didn't expect that he would come right when he was talking about it. He hurriedly said, "Please come in, Mr. Chen!" Luo Qin, who was on the side, smiled and said, "Sister, we just talked about Mr. Chen, and he came.  Maybe it¡¯s fate!¡± ¡°If you don¡¯t shut up, it will be terrible if Mr. Chen hears it!¡± Luo Lin quickly covered his brother¡¯s mouth. At this time, Chen Zaixing had already come up to the hall and saluted the two of them.  , said in his mouth: "The foreign ministers have met with your majesties, and there is news from Bagan. Thanks to the great power of the late king, our army has won a great victory. The front of the army has reached the gate of Bagan. The righteous people have risen up, and the false king has been killed!"  "What? The false king Meng is dead?" Luo Lin subconsciously stood up and grabbed Chen Zai's hand.In front of him, he grabbed Chen Zaixing's right hand and asked urgently: "Is this serious?" Chen Zaixing was stunned for a moment, carefully pulled his right hand from Luo Lin's hands, and said respectfully: "Exactly, this is the messenger.  Generally speaking, our military sentry saw with his own eyes the corpse of the Puppet King hanging in front of the palace gate, but the army has not entered the city yet. When the army enters the city, the Puppet King's head will be transported back to Mandalay.  For your Majesty's inspection!" Luo Lin realized that he had just lost his composure. His cheeks suddenly turned crimson, but there was a strange sweetness in his heart. He lowered his head and whispered, "Let Mr. Chen arrange everything!" Chen Zaixing looked at it!  The girl in front of him couldn't help but tremble in his heart. At his age, he was not stupid, so how could he not see that the girl in front of him had a good impression of him.  Although Luo Lin's appearance and family background are both outstanding, he is also alone now, with an unmarried man and an unmarried woman. However, the identities of both parties are really embarrassing. Luo Lin is already the eldest princess of the vassal country, and her marriage is not just a marriage.  It is a matter of an ordinary noble girl. If Chen Zaixing marries her, his career in Dashun will basically come to an end. He will probably only be a salary guard in name only. After all, in terms of the vassal king's wife and the person in charge, he will be in charge of Dashun.  There is no precedent in Shun's history.
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