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"This is a territory under the rule of the Australian Senate. [Read the full text]" Mendoza avoided talking about this, "Now tell me about yourself. Who are you, and why did you come across the ocean to Manila?"
Doña Marina de Arellano has nothing to hide. She is the illegitimate daughter of Spanish nobleman Gonzalo de Arellano and was born in Spain.
Her mother was from a humble background, but she was only very favored - she was her father's "girlfriend". Her father also recognized her. Therefore, when she was young, she was able to go to Mexico City with her father who was on his way to New Spain and entered a convent to complete her premarital education.
As illegitimate daughters, although they do not have the status of legitimate children in law, the illegitimate children of nobles - especially the illegitimate children recognized by them, are much better than ordinary people. How many ancestors of famous families are really the kings or nobles? illegitimate child.
Doña Marina de Arellano has been educated like a noble lady since she was a child. He grew up in Mexico City until he was eighteen. It was not until the beginning of this year that her father took her out to get married. That’s why she took the Manila Galen to Manila.
"Marry?" Miss Mendoza was stunned for a moment, "To whom?"
"All I knew was that he was a great gentleman," Marina said. "I forgot his name - it was too hard to pronounce."
"You don't even know his name," Mendoza couldn't believe his ears, "and you're going to marry him?"
Marina didn't seem surprised: "It was the Governor of the Philippines, His Excellency Detavora, who proposed the marriage." She said proudly.
"So you boarded the Manila Galen and crossed the Pacific to the Philippines to marry this man you had never met before?" Diana Mendoza's voice couldn't help but rise.
"A gentleman," Miss Marina corrected. "Although he has not yet been formally canonized, the Governor has submitted a report to His Majesty's Privy Council - he will have a bright future."
Mendoza really cannot accept this view of marriage, but it is not her task to convey the 21st century view of marriage and love.
"So. Many of the gorgeous clothes and jewelry in the poop are your dowry?"
"Yes," Marina nodded, "not counting cash, the dowry prepared by my father for me is worth five thousand pesos. Give me another ten thousand pesos in cash."
"Your father is really rich."
"If it is his legitimate daughter who is getting married, I think the cash dowry alone will not be less than 20,000 yuan." Marina didn't take it seriously and seemed to feel it was very honorable. She looked at Mendoza and said proudly: "In addition to my father, my fiancé is an important figure in front of the Governor of the Philippines. I believe that as long as you send a letter, they will come up with a sum of money." Come and redeem me with a huge sum of money.”
Then she said many words, all showing off how much her father and her fiancé, whom she had never met, were favored by "Your Majesty", "Your Highness" and "Your Excellencies". How rich and prestigious. She also hinted that as long as she could help her redeem herself, she would consider helping Miss Mendoza escape from this "terrible place" - she could even give her a "suitable arrangement."
Instead, it was her perception of where she was. Didn't show much interest in anyone's hands. She didn't show any of the strong curiosity that many natives showed when they first arrived in Lingao.
Mendoza listened patiently and smiled noncommittally. But she was getting tired of it: she originally felt that there were enough "cultural differences" between herself, Zhou Weisen, and other elders, and she always felt out of place in Lingao. But listening to Marina's words, she felt that the distance between her and herself was far from a simple "cultural difference", but like people living on two planets.
The newly completed Ministry of Education Auditorium is the most impressive building in the Fangcaodi Teaching Park and can accommodate 500 people for activities. In addition to meetings, the stage facilities it has are also sufficient for theatrical performances. It is much better than the completely open-air Baiji Cinema.
Hu Qingbai is very proud of this. This is something he has spent a lot of effort to win - and thanks to the banner of education first. But from Jiangshan's point of view. It was a mistake to hand over the auditorium project to Mei Wan's construction company: those builders had no idea what art and aesthetics were. As a result, the appearance of the auditorium is almost the kind of Chinese pastoral-style European-style buildings that are common in some county-level development areas: a circle of curved porches is added in front of the main entrance, and a row of Doric columns stands below it, which is neither fish nor fowl. .
However, if we don’t leave it to them, who can we leave it to? Hu Qingbai shrugged. This was the same as their current living situation: they had no choice.
At this time, there was no one on the hardwood seats in the auditorium, and the ceiling lights and wall lamps were not lit. Jiang Shan walked towards the brightly lit stage and sat down in the front row seat. Choir rehearsals are taking place here - in the weeks before the 1632 annual hymn performance, this was the busiest place, with at least seven or eight amateur choirs of various systems and departments rehearsing here every day.
The stingy Planning Institute and various departments would not allow naturalized people to rehearse during working hours, so they came to rehearse after work. However, in this time and space where there are few entertainment activities, participating in chorus rehearsal is quite interesting. Young people can get to know many people-especially the opposite sex.
The person Jiang Shan was looking for was standing on the command seat, waving his arms up and down, spouting a string of half-baked Mandarin with garbled grammar. The strange accent, coupled with a few words in English and Cantonese from time to time, made not only the chorus students of the National School and the Military and Political School look confused, but also Fang Fei, who was standing next to the curtain, didn't understand what was going on. Finally, the piano accompanist, a tall female senator in her thirties, with long black hair tied into a ponytail with a handkerchief, saved the situation. Her voice was not loud, but it was extremely clear. She explained the long speech of the rehearsal conductor clearly in just a few sentences.
Weiss Lando seemed very satisfied with this explanation and shouted loudly: "Let's do it again, starting from the beginning!" He raised his hand, and the sound of the piano echoed in the auditorium along with the boys' slightly childish singing. It's like an army marching.
"Heroes, move forward bravely,
Don't miss it, don't look back.
Willing to abandon comfort and possessions,
Fight for the motherland,
Fight for the motherland,
Victory beckons!
…”
"You shouldn't be here doing this," Jiang Shan lit a cigar. After the rehearsal, the choir members gradually dispersed. Through the window, he saw the students from the National School in Fangcaoyao walking towards the dormitory in small groups, talking and laughing, while the students from the Military and Political School quickly gathered on the playground and lined up. , walked to the dormitory singing, "The principle of a spy is to never show his face."
"James Bond was able to attend the reception at the embassy, and everyone said my name was Bond." Weiss drank half a bottle of kvass in one breath, smacked his lips with satisfaction, and raised the bottle in his hand forward. One finger: "And you can always meet beautiful ladies. You expect those Jesuit guys to train you a choir? Europeans at the moment don't even have the concept of a band director. They will train all the choirs into choirs." .”
"James Bond is a fictional character -" Before Jiang Shan could finish his words, he heard the clicking sound of high heels as he walked down the wooden steps of the stage. He felt strange that, except for Miss Pei, no female senator would This is not a grand occasion to squander your precious high-heeled shoes resources.
"Jiang Bureau," he just turned around, and the woman had already walked in front of him, carrying the fragrance of carnation flowers. Her voice was soft and mellow, with a hint of charm: "Thank you for coming to watch our rehearsal."
Jiang Shan casually responded with a few polite words. The woman in front of him seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember her name. It stands to reason that if there is such a beautiful woman among the time traveling people, she will be quite eye-catching. The short shirt on her upper body could be seen to be made of high-yield cotton and linen blended material, but the dark sleeveless long skirt underneath was obviously a high-end product from the plane before she traveled, outlines a flawless female curve. Jiang Shan only glanced at her and immediately looked away. Although there was a smile on her face, her deep eyes were like two springs in a deep pool, tempting him to jump down and never come up again.
The woman stretched out her hand generously: "My name is Liu Shuixin. My husband was drunk at the last annual meeting, and I asked you to help him get back."
Jiang Shan finally remembered that the charming wife in front of him was the wife of Liu Zheng, the head of the remote exploration department. No wonder this guy was most active when he split the apartment. It turned out he was anxious to hide his beauty. Jiang Shan once managed to secretly access the personal files of some veterans of the General Political Security Bureau during intelligence sharing. At that time, he was surprised that a pillar of a provincial song and dance troupe would leave everything and follow a rough guy to travel to the wilderness of the 17th century. strangeness. He gently squeezed the other party's finger: "It's getting late. I'll send Teacher Liu back. Lao Liu should be anxious."
Liu Shui In more than ten years, I have never been as disturbed by a woman as I am now.
It's probably because it's been too long since I've been exposed to such a charming woman with a modern flavor. Jiang Shan thought to himself, I'm a little horny. Like other elders, he also bought a maid. Because he didn't get the right number, he just followed the crowd and bought a C-level one.
"It doesn't matter," her voice became sweeter and more charming: "I'll take the small train home. I'll be there in ten minutes. My husband is not at home today." The small train is the name of the Lingao Municipal Railway by the naturalized people. We are also used to this name. To be continued. )
