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Volume 4 Leviathan Chapter 41 Thief

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    The night was bright and clear, with not a single cloud in the sky. The bloody battles during the day did not affect the brightness of the moon. The branches of some trees on the highlands were broken by bullets, but they never fell to the ground. They were hung on the trees by their skins, gently blowing in the night wind.  Shaking, a weak air current blew through the grass, as if a soul was floating on it.  In front of the Shunjun camp, the sounds of night patrol sergeants coming and going could be faintly discerned.  Now can we talk about the situation on the right side of Little Round Top in the hollow road, where the rebels launched their final counterattack in an attempt to retake the high ground. These desperate and heroic people rushed to the high ground three times and were captured again.  The Shun army on the high ground was driven back with bayonets until the Shun army moved their artillery to the high ground and knocked them to the ground in rows with shrapnel. Then the Xibo cavalry attacked from the high ground, using sabers and spears.  After everything was over, the dense corpses fell to the ground layer by layer, still maintaining the formation in which they launched the attack.  The sunken road was already filled with corpses, layer upon layer, horrifyingly.  The man who robbed at night was walking towards that area. He sniffed the vast cemetery and looked around, as if he was inspecting the procession of the dead, walking forward in a pool of blood.  He suddenly stopped. A few steps away from him, a hand stretched out from the pile of corpses under the moonlight. There was something on the finger of that hand that shone brightly in the moonlight, a silver cross.  The man bent down and squatted for a while. When he stood up again, there was no silver cross in his hand.  This man did not really stand up. He was hunched over, with the weight of his body resting on his knees and hands, which were half kneeling on the ground. He stretched his head to both sides of the concave road, looking out, like a bird looking for food.  Scavenging jackal.  After a while, after making sure that there was no one around, the man stood up. At this time, the cloak on his head fell down, revealing a familiar face. This man was Jiang Zhiqing.  At this moment, Jiang Zhiqing was suddenly shocked. He felt that someone was holding him from behind.  Jiang Zhiqing turned around and saw that the hand that was originally open had now closed and grabbed the edge of his clothes.  Ordinary people must be shocked, but he laughed.  "Spit," he said, "it's a good thing it's a dead man! I'd rather meet a ghost than a sentinel." As he was speaking, his hand was exhausted and he dropped it.  The strength of the dead is limited.  "Strange thing!" Jiang Zhiqing said again, "Is this dead man alive? Let me take a look." He bent down again, searched the pile of corpses, opened up the things that were in the way, grabbed the hand, and pulled  Hold that arm, move your head out, drag your body out.  After a while, a lifeless man, at least an unconscious man, was dragged out. He was a rebel officer. This could be seen from the shoulder strap on his body that was the symbol of an officer. There was blood on his face.  It was blurry, and a saber wound extended from the right forehead to the left side of the chin, only five centimeters away from his left eye.  In addition, there did not appear to be any wounds or broken limbs on his body, and luckily, some corpses crossed over him to form a gap, so he did not receive the fatal pressure.  Jiang Zhiqing stretched out his hand and groped around the body, first in the jacket pockets, then in the bottom pockets, and finally in the shoes. After he touched all the places where his belongings might be hidden, he still found nothing.  He spat on the ground angrily and cursed: "Damn poor guy!" At this moment, the eyes of the corpse on the ground opened, and he said breathlessly: "Thank you!" Jiang Zhiqing flipped him over in a hurry  The movement, the coolness of the night breeze, and the smooth air he breathed woke him up from his coma.  Jiang Zhiqing did not answer.  He looked up.  He heard footsteps in the wilderness, perhaps some patrol coming.  The rebel officer whispered, because he had just regained his breath and was not far away from death: "What is the situation now?" "The Shun army has won, and the Mongolian cavalry is pursuing!" The footsteps of the patrol became increasingly clear.  Jiang Zhiqing stood up and prepared to leave: "Someone is coming!" The rebel officer tried his best and stretched out his hand to grab the other party's shirt: "You saved my life, who are you?" "Let go of your hand!"  , I am the same as you, I must leave immediately, otherwise they will shoot me, I have saved your life. Now you can escape by yourself." "Okay, please remember my name, my name is Yu Zhiheng.  , please tell me your name, I will do my best to repay you!" "Jiang Zhiqing!" Jiang Zhiqing left quickly without looking back.  Now let us look away from this episode and return to our main line.  At about five o'clock in the afternoon on the second day after the Battle of Ulan Tuoluo Sea, Chen Zaixing was riding on a beautiful Hequ horse.His straight body rose and fell slightly with the horse under his crotch. Behind him were Gillings and Duncan.  Due to their outstanding performance at the critical moment yesterday, their status was upgraded to guests between prisoners and surveillance objects. Even their servant Jiang Zhiqing's treatment was improved a lot. The guard beside him disappeared as soon as the battle ended.  .  Gillings slapped his horse lightly, rode side by side with Chen Zaixing, and asked: "Mr. Chen, I heard that there were many Russian officers among the rebels yesterday? Is this true?" "Yes.  "Chen Zaixing is not prepared to hide the other party on this issue. It is a semi-public fact that there is a shadow of the Russian Empire in these rebellions in the north.  "Then can you reveal how you will treat these people?" "According to the tacit understanding reached by both parties in the past, the dead will be handed over to the other party after cleaning up. As for the living?" Chen Zaixing smiled and said: "This is the commander's business.  "I can't say for sure now!" "That's it!" Gillings nodded slightly. It was obvious that the commander-in-chief of the Shun Army decided to keep these prisoners as bargaining chips to find the most advantageous time to throw them out.  He pondered for a moment and smiled: "Mr. Chen, if possible, I would like to ask you a personal question! After this war is over, where will you go? Mongolia? Burma? Or somewhere else?  "Haha! Mr. Gillings, don't you think it's too early to talk about this?" Chen Zaixing closed his eyes slightly comfortably. The wind on the grassland at this time was still very cool and pleasant.  "Mr. Chen, sometimes it's better for us to prepare early!" After Gillings said this, he leaned over and lowered his voice and said: "Mr. Chen, I hope to have some cooperation with you in business. Please believe me.  "I, you and I have a very bright future in business!" "Business?" Chen Zaixing was slightly stunned. He did not expect that this British guy was so forgetful or flexible.  You must know that just a few months ago, he and he were still fighting a life-and-death struggle for the ownership of Myanmar, but now the other party can actually act like old friends and talk about business cooperation. These Westerners are really turning their faces against each other.  Still fast.  "Yes, Lord Chen. Please believe me. As you know, the Irrawaddy Delta region in Myanmar, which is the most rice-rich, is now under the control of the British Empire; as far as I know, due to the rapid development of industry, the Jiangnan region of your country  The population in Heyanshan Prefecture has increased significantly, requiring a large amount of imported food." At this point, Gillins spread his hands: "You see, there is a place of production and there is demand, which means huge profits!" "You are right.  That makes sense!" Chen Zaixing looked at the British guy who looked at him calmly: "But why are you telling me this? There are many grain merchants in Shanghai and Tianjin. You can definitely negotiate this huge profit with them.  Business, don¡¯t say this is a thank you for taking care of you along the way!¡± ¡°Of course not, of course not! Mr. Chen, I think you are a little too sensitive!¡± Gillins waved his hand awkwardly: ¡°I  Naturally, there are also some needs for cooperation with you. You know that Myanmar¡¯s tin mines, oil, various gemstones, teak wood are mainly in Central Myanmar and Upper Myanmar, and the best anthracite coal. These are all under your control in the Kingdom of Myanmar.  However, the original market for these minerals is in the international market. If we can reach a cooperation, we will definitely get very generous profits!" Chen Zaixing looked at the other party with interest and suddenly smiled: "Mr. Gillings, I  I don¡¯t know why you have so much confidence in me? I am just an ordinary minister of Dashun and I don¡¯t know where I will serve in the future, but you are discussing this kind of business with me. Why don¡¯t you go directly to the king of Myanmar?  What about discussing with Her Majesty the Princess? If you are willing to give a suitable price, I believe they will accept your request! " "Because you are an unusual person, a person with extraordinary willpower.  He is someone who will never accept fate's arrangements, but will create his own destiny! My experience in Myanmar not long ago told me this!" Gillings looked into Chen Zaixing's eyes and said, "For people like you,  I and the gentlemen behind me hope to have long-term cooperation with you. Please believe in our sincerity!¡± ¡°The gentlemen behind you?¡± ¡°Yes, Mr. Chen! Now is a great opportunity for Myanmar.  After the war, the price of tin ore and teak in London doubled. You can buy it at a good price. If you allow Jefferson Company to own 49% of the equity, I am willing to help you get it all done. Within half a year, you will get a good price.  You can earn 350,000 pounds! That's 1.1 million taels of silver!" At this point, Gillins's eyes turned red and he stared at Chen Zaixing.  "Jefferson Brothers?" Chen Zaixing looked at the other party in confusion.  "Yes!" Gillings?? smiled and nodded: "This company is named after my father, Jefferson Gillings. This company operates import and export trade in Liverpool and London. I personally own 11.2% of the company's equity.  He is also one of the directors of the company!" "Mr. Gillings, what do I need to do? Do you think I can wait for the money to come into my pocket without doing anything?" "Please believe me, you don't have to do anything, just write.  Write a letter to that beautiful princess, asking for the special export rights of tin ore and teak for this newly established trading company. I believe that the beautiful princess will not have the heart to refuse you.  My benefactor!" When the words "great benefactor" were mentioned, Gillins winked at Chen Zaixing ambiguously.  "Trading company?" "Yes, Mr. Chen, I plan to establish a trading company in partnership with you. Jefferson Company holds 49% of the shares, and you own 51%. You see, you have an absolute majority of the company's shares.  You are the one who controls the company, so you don¡¯t have to worry about anything at all! In order to commemorate my friendship with you, I propose to name this company Pyay-Yangon Company. Pyay is the place where the peace treaty was signed, and  Yangon is where the company is based, what do you think?" Gillings looked very sincere, but thought to himself: "It doesn't matter how much the shares are, anyway, it's my people who control the tin mines and teak wood sales in the market, I can definitely take care of it.  Most of the profits are controlled after the sale, and what is left in this trading company is just a squeezed lemon!" Chen Zaixing did not immediately answer the other party's proposal. He pulled the reins twice, and the well-behaved Hequ horse  He slowed down, and after two minutes of silence, Chen Zaixing replied: "Mr. Gillings, I am very interested in your proposal, but the details need to be modified. For example, how about changing to an auction system? Myanmar agrees to sell every year  Give a certain amount of tin ore and teak to Jefferson Company, and you come up with a price. As long as your price is right, I believe there is nothing that can prevent you from doing this business. "What do you think of my suggestion?" Gillings was stunned for a moment.  Chen Zaixing's proposal cleverly bypassed his trap, preventing him from obtaining excess profits by monopolizing the export rights of Myanmar tin ore and teak, and keeping the profits in his own hands in the form of freight, insurance premiums, etc.  He could not raise objections to Chen Zaixing's proposal. After all, the other party's suggestion was in line with the usual business rules. However, Gillings did not give up. He gritted his teeth and whispered: "Mr. Chen, why can't we give Jefferson Company a franchise?"  ? You must know that if other people can export tin ore and teak from Myanmar, there will probably be conflicts and they will not be able to sell it at a good price! " " Please rest assured that the Kingdom of Myanmar will soon introduce a law to declare all minerals  Both teak and teak are the property of the king. No private mining or logging is allowed without the permission of the royal government. The government will decide the quantity to sell based on the market price, and the Jefferson Company will get a reasonable profit!" Chen Zaixing deliberately added, "reasonable!"  "The pronunciation of three words.  "Okay, I agree with your proposal!" Gillings nodded dejectedly. After all, although he couldn't get all the profits, he could at least get quite generous profits. It was just tin ore, but teak was unique in the world.  There is no other branch of this store, and the Royal Navy cannot do without Burmese teak.  "Mr. Gillings!" Chen Zaixing said with a smile: "I believe this rebellion will be over soon. I can write that letter to Her Majesty the Princess. As for the 350,000 pounds you just mentioned, I believe you are not talking about it."  You're kidding!" Gillings looked like a rattlesnake whose tail had been stepped on. He immediately raised his head and stared hard at Chen Zaixing, but Chen Zaixing still looked at him with a smile. After a moment, Gillings' eyes softened.  He came down and whispered: "Of course, this is a gentleman's promise!" "Very good, as soon as I return to Zhangjiakou, I will write to Her Majesty the Princess. This is also a gentleman's promise!" At this point, Chen Zaixing smiled and said to her.  The other person winked.
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