The purple clay teapot was just a small episode, and it did not affect the harmonious atmosphere of this diplomatic meeting at all. Even after a dark cloud, the sky was still blue. The host and guest boasted to each other in a friendly and harmonious atmosphere, and then the British fleet totaled two Ten warships and supply ships officially joined the Chinese fleet to provide security services on the periphery. 』Tian "Lai Xiao" said www. ⒉
When Governor Philip was about to leave the ship, perhaps he was a little embarrassed to have taken such a precious purple clay pot. He secretly said to Xiao Letian, "The Suez Canal has just been opened to navigation. Now the French hold the most shares and the French have the most troops." …My intelligence shows that when you pass through the canal, there may be some small moves, please be careful!"
Xiao Letian shook Governor Philip's hand gratefully, "Thank you for your reminder. I will pay attention to it. Of course, I believe more in the strength of the British Empire's navy, don't you?"
"Hahaha..." Fili immediately laughed when he heard this, and both of them laughed.
At the last moment of parting, Governor Philip said with some hint, "I will put in a good word for you about Nanyang matters. Thank you for the purple clay pot!"
No one knew that Xiao Letian's emissary had already contacted Governor Philip just half a month ago. A set of valuable Chinese antiques and a thick pile of Ryukyu Telegraph Company shares had completely bought this place. A governor.
Of course, Xiao Letian doesn't expect Governor Philip to give him any benefits, but through Governor Philip's mouth, he can report to London that he is safe. At least he can beautify the process of Chinese deep colonization in Nanyang and make it less aggressive. , less threatening.
In this era, the colonial governor's reports were very valuable. The London hub of the empire where the sun never set could not be personally involved in the political affairs of the colony, nor could it know all the intelligence.
When the Queen, the Prime Minister, and the Parliament formulate national policies, they rely more on reports from the Governors or Ambassadors. This is just like the Qing Dynasty. The Forbidden City is very powerful, but no matter how powerful it is, it is impossible to interfere with the Governors of Guangdong, Guangxi, and Jiangjiang. The Forbidden City does not know the specific work of the governor and others and the small local affairs.
The same goes for Britain. When a war breaks out in the colonies, are they caused by ordinary thugs or a popular uprising? It's not up to the Governor to decide how serious the matter is.
Looking at Governor Philip's leaving figure, Xiao Letian sneered in his heart, "There is no cat in the world that doesn't like fishy food. What's wrong with the British? They still have to take bribes!"
Thinking of this, the Zhiyuan had already merged with the British naval formation and began to sail towards the middle of the strait. Looking at the people kneeling on the shore, Xiao Letian suddenly shouted, "Everyone is here! Salute to all the folks in Nanyang...!" "
"Salute...salute...salute..." salute orders came one after another from the officers of each ship. With regret, thousands of Chinese soldiers saluted the Nanyang people with tears in their eyes.
"All warships... salute twenty-one guns... salute our fellow Nanyang folks... the flag bearer salutes with flags..."
Boom boom boom... The sound of the salute shook the entire sea off Singapore. The flags were translated by the old sailors on the shore. When one hundred thousand Chinese heard Yuan He's troops saluting them, the scene was filled with tears. No one present could Those who were standing all knelt down and bowed in return.
The elders cried and shouted, "Why don't you get off the boat and have a drink! Your Majesty Yuanhe... why don't you get off the boat and have a drink!"
"Yuan, please take a seat...Your Majesty, please stay for a while...even if it's just for one night..."
The fleet was getting further and further away, and the excited crowd began to crowd. People near the dock even lost their footing and fell into the water and plopped desperately into the sea.
The whole city of Chinese went crazy, and all the natives and foreign devils were shocked by this scene. No one dared to provoke these Chinese that day, and everyone subconsciously stayed away.
Xiao Letian, who was standing on the bow of the ship with red and swollen eyes, swore, "Don't worry... just wait until I return victorious in Europe! By then, we Chinese will really be on the threshold of entering the great powers! By then, I will definitely go ashore. !”
The combined fleet covered the entire strait, starting from the entrance to Singapore and heading west. The entire main channel was occupied by the fleet, and merchant ships and civilian ships fled to avoid it.
Some local scholars even saw such a large fleet and suddenly thought of the historical trip of the Three Treasures eunuchs to Nanyang. They wrote in their diaries, "History is repeating itself. Maybe a Han Dynasty even more glorious than the Ming Dynasty will appear again! God bless China..."
The night in the Strait of Malacca is very beautiful, especially when the lights of countless warships are connected to form a bright river of lights, echoing with the starlight in the sky. The scenery is really beautiful.
The soldiers who were not on duty rested on the deck and enjoyed the beautiful scenery, but Xiao Letian was nowhere to be found in the crowd. At this moment, he locked himself in the cabin, and the person kneeling opposite was Er Mao.
Er Mao received a slap on the left side of his face, which was given by Xiao Letian. At this moment, he was scolding this ignorant child, "Are you crazy? It's just a purple clay pot. No matter how expensive it is, you won't feel so distressed." Have you forgotten diplomatic etiquette?"
"Do you know how important our grand strategy is? What's wrong with spending money to win over people's hearts at this time? We all strive for a little more help! But you are causing trouble for me... me, me, me..."
Xiao Le raised his hand timidly and wanted to slap Er Mao again, but he couldn't do it when he saw Er Mao's pitiful look.
"Hey..." Xiao Letian sighed and asked, "Tell me what's on your mind. You're not a child who doesn't understand the overall situation. There must be something on your mind..."
Er Mao kowtowed with tears in his eyes, "It's nothing, it's really nothing... I just can't bear to part with that pot. We Chinese have been carefully raising pots for four hundred years and have never changed the type of tea we make. Why should we give it to foreign devils?" ?What if they make coffee?”
"Let me go...you kid, why don't you tell me the truth? Governor Philip is a nobleman, not a nouveau riche. How can he waste everything? Besides, you also told him the secret inside, how can he waste it?"
"Your godfather, let me be honest...you...don't you want to have sex with Zai Chun?"
With one sentence, Ermao burst into tears. He knocked his head on the ground and was choked with sobs. He couldn't say anything. Xiao Letian sighed and said, "Your performance during the day was obviously to compete with Governor Philip, but in fact it was just to make His Majesty look bad." Is that right? By keeping him from coming to power, is the purpose of not wanting to return to the Forbidden City in the future?"
"You want to force me to keep you by breaking up with Zaichun? Do you want to take the initiative to cut off the favor with the Manchu royal family, thereby eliminating the way to return to the Forbidden City?"
"Of course you would think that way...because you know that I will never stand idly by and watch. You cut off the way to the Forbidden City, so it is logical to stay..."
"Yes or no?"
