Fuhui couldn't hold back her tears in the end. When she set foot on Ryukyu, a land controlled by her own men, her heart had never been so stable.
The two teams of recruits on the opposite side saluted uniformly, and the official representatives sent by the Prime Minister's Office collectively bowed and saluted. The Ryukyu people watching from outside all bowed and saluted at this moment. Even the foreigners in suits and leather shoes took off their hats and bowed.
There were more than a thousand people watching on the pier at the moment. The girls had never experienced such courtesy before, and all of them were so excited that tears welled up in their eyes.
But at this moment, the annoying Feng Fu spoke again, "What a transgression. A woman dares to accept the courtesy of all people. It's really a reversal of yin and yang, hen Si Chen."
Qingwen and Zijuan looked at each other with murderous eyes again, and this time Zijuan directly cursed in a low voice, "Damn thing, why don't I kill you? You should be careful these days, don't eat too much to ruin your stomach..."
"You." Feng Fu understood immediately, "You dare to assassinate the minister..." At this moment, Weng Tonghe suddenly grabbed his hand and said tremblingly.
"Your Majesty...yes, yes, yes...your Majesty." With a pop, the old man fell to his knees and said, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live."
The heroic young man who walked out of the crowd was really His Majesty the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty. He was really Emperor Tongzhi who was only 12 years old after the Chinese New Year. Even the ministers who came from Sijiu City couldn't believe it.
Because the person walking in front of him was a young soldier wearing a special military uniform. His vigorous appearance was completely different from the weak appearance he had in the Forbidden City before.
He is wearing a light blue straight military uniform, his pigtails are coiled up inside his military cap, and he has a pistol stuck in his leather belt. The leather boots on his feet are shiny and have thick iron soles. He walks on the stone road with a clicking sound. ring.
The anxious Zai Chun walked quickly for a few steps and immediately helped Weng Tonghe who was kneeling on the ground. At this time, Fuhui Huniu and other girls also quickly knelt down on the red carpet to pay their respects to His Majesty.
"No, don't kneel down... The Prime Minister has issued an order that kneeling down in Ryukyu is prohibited unless there is a major court celebration... Get up quickly."
"The etiquette cannot be abolished. Your Majesty cannot listen to Xiao Letian's nonsense." Feng Fu on the ground quickly retorted. In his eyes, the emperor is not only the power representative of the country, but also a relative like a father. , kneeling down is perfectly natural.
Looking out of the corner of his eye, Feng Fu became even more angry. He found that only a quarter of the people watching the ceremony chose to kneel down, while the others just bowed.
Forget about the foreigners, barbarians don't understand etiquette, but it was obvious that many of them were Han Chinese, and they dared not to kneel down. It was also the Japanese immigrants who knew some rules, and most of them knelt down.
Feng Fu wanted to have a fit, but the old man pulled his sleeves and stopped him. Zai Chun used all his strength to pull these people up.
"Master Weng has worked hard all the way and worked hard for the country. In fact, it is me, the emperor, who should give you a salute... I am wearing a military uniform today, so I will give you a military salute."
After saying that, he stood at attention and saluted, a standard Western-style military salute and a straight military posture. At that moment, the old man seemed to have seen a green pine that was growing vigorously.
The emperor has really changed. Studying for nearly a year has changed the little emperor's whole temperament. In the past, he was more feminine than masculine, but now it is completely reversed.
In fact, every emperor in the Qing Dynasty had this problem since the Qianlong period. Weng Tonghe always kept it in his heart and dared not say it. It was that each emperor was more feminine than the next. This can be seen clearly from the portraits in the court.
Starting from the Jiaqing Dynasty, each generation of emperors became thinner than the previous generation, and they were thinner, not the kind of thinner with vitality. Traditional Chinese literati would read medical books or Zhouyi Bagua and other miscellaneous studies when they had nothing to do.
Of course they know that this is a lack of vitality caused by excessive drinking and sex. With such a face, let alone masculinity, it is difficult to live a long life.
Weng Tonghe had a feeling that the Qing Dynasty had gradually exhausted their heroic spirit, and the masters were becoming more and more feminine, which was not a good sign.
But the changes in Emperor Tongzhi today gave the old man hope. Zai Chun became darker, taller, the flesh on his body became firmer, and even his eyes became sharp.
How Xiao Letian did this is amazing.
The welcome ceremony ended quickly. Xiao Letian's family and Mr. Weng parted ways and took a Western carriage to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Officials from the Ryukyu Ministry of Rites came to arrange the residence of the Qing envoys and informed them that King Shoutai would be at Shuri Castle tomorrow. Receive the diplomatic documents of the Qing Dynasty.
After declining the carriage arranged by the officials of the Ministry of Etiquette, Zai Chun, four eunuchs, and four guards became the tour guides for the envoy. They all walked in the carriage and began to visit this miracle port in the East China Sea.
The old man and Feng Fu's eyes were opened along the way. There were clean and smooth stone roads under their feet, and some streets were even covered with the latest cement flooring, which is what foreigners call cement.
There are shops on both sides of the road, and all the products you can imagine in the world are sold here. The shouts are endless, and all the clerks spare no effort to sell their products.
The streets are full of people, and they are people with different clothes and different looks, including blond Europeans, dark-skinned Kunlun slaves, skinny South Asian natives, and short Japanese with a submissive face. This is simply a world expo.
Zai Chun was already very familiar with this place. He never stopped talking during the whole journey, "Don't look at the bustle on the street. In fact, these are all small businesses. The real big businesses are all in the trading houses. See those with Lotte hanging on them." Are there places with bank flags? Those places not only provide deposit and loan services, but also provide trading venues for big merchants to do business..."
"There is no way to estimate how many goods are sent to Ryukyu and then distributed throughout East Asia. Half of the goods we produce in the Qing Dynasty, such as bristles, rhubarb, silk, porcelain, tea, etc., now need to come from Ryukyu. Sell."
"Not to mention goods from overseas. A large part of Japanese copper mines, North American silver mines, European arms and Western goods must be sent here for distribution first, and then transferred to Daqing, Fuso, etc. Where is the country?”
"Your Majesty, isn't this unnecessary? Since one Ryukyu can't eat so much goods, they are just subcontracting and distributing. Why don't the merchants do business directly with the destination?" Feng Fu looked stubborn but still looked at the problem very carefully. precise.
However, such a problem could not stump the current Zai Chun. The little emperor, who had broadened his horizons, smiled and said, "You can't think like that. Although Ryukyu is prosperous, the population is limited after all. He can't digest much goods... But here in Ryukyu We have a tool that we don’t have anywhere else, and that’s funding.”
Note: This is the second update today, and there will be another update later.
