The Brunei Port pier is now heavily surrounded by troops. The three inner and outer floors are under martial law. The special military pier has been wrapped in curtains. Many people want to pry into the civilian piers far away, but they are blocked by groups of soldiers. disperse!
"It's strictly forbidden to get close, it's strictly forbidden to look around... He will be punished as a spy after three warnings... What about you, what do you want to do when you stand on tiptoe? Turn your head away!"
"Folks, don't read it, don't read it...Military secrets cannot be leaked. Once they are leaked, our Chinese enemies will have a chance!"
"Okay, okay... Sir, please take a rest. There are important tasks at the dock today. It is estimated that your tea stall business will be affected. Don't stay up too long..."
Under the patient and careful persuasion of the soldiers, the people began to evacuate in a planned way. Those who did not have important work simply went home. Anyway, there was no need to worry about making money this day!
If you really can't walk away, try not to let your eyes wander towards the military dock!
However, there are always some strange looks in the crowd, especially the foreigners with big noses. They look at it very curiously, wondering what the important mission of the ordinary steam cargo ship sailing into the curtain is.
The CIA has begun secret recording. All suspects with strange expressions and movements, and always peeking eyes will be closely monitored!
There was the sound of neat leather boots hitting the stone road. More and more companies were gathering towards the dock. Many experienced old people could guess by visual inspection alone that there were as many soldiers who came to the dock to perform tasks today as a whole regiment. !
Is this during the war? The war between the Chinese and Spanish in the South China Sea has long since stopped. If so many troops appear under martial law during peacetime, there must be something big to do!
Soldiers stood in pairs on both sides of the road, with bayonets attached to their rifles as tall as one man!
The road was closed, and all citizens could only go out of the alley formed by the soldiers' queue. No one dared to take a step beyond the thunder pool.
Sure enough, the big shot came. When the head of state's carriage with the Chinese emblem appeared in front of the people, the scene was filled with thunder.
"The Führer is here...Long live the Führer!"
People on both sides of the road immediately looked up and bowed when they saw the President's motorcade. Although the Chinese people have abolished the kneeling ceremony, many elderly people still continue the ancient tradition. When they see the President's motorcade, they immediately kneel on both sides of the road!
Applause, cheers, and shouts of long live were loud! At this time, Xiao Letian couldn't turn a blind eye. He opened the curtain of the carriage window, revealing the familiar smiling face.
Xiao Letian is unwilling to engage in personality worship, but this kind of mythical worship plot occurs spontaneously from the people, and the entire Chinese official system will be very cooperative!
Oil portraits and photos of the head of state are hung in all Chinese schools, hospitals, government agencies, docks... People can see the head of state's face every day when they look up!
I saw a real person today, how could the crowd not be excited!
The carriage moved slowly through the alley, and Xiao Letian waved to the citizens outside. This scene had already been recorded by the accompanying reporters, and it would be the headlines of hundreds of Chinese newspapers tomorrow.
The carriage entered the military dock area, and the crowd was blocked from the gate. The soldiers pulled out the isolation belt on three levels inside and three outside. At this time, Xiao Letian's face froze with a smile.
"Traveling is such a chore... I told you not to hang up so many portraits, but you just didn't listen. Now I can't even go out!"
Director Wang smiled and had no answer. When the carriage door opened, Xiao Letian jumped out and ran straight to a skinny old man under the cargo ship!
"Father, please accept your son's respect... You have suffered!"
Xiao Letian actually kowtowed to Fan Yan respectfully. The old shopkeeper was tearful and angrily picked up his cane and was about to hit him. However, in the end, he was still helpless with three points of reluctance and four points of not daring to add another three points. Put down the crutches.
"You...why are you so confused! You went to Europe to fight for so long, and you left all your domestic affairs behind. Now you have returned to China, why are you not in a hurry to return to Naha?"
"Where is your head of state, where is the Chinese parliament... This is your foundation! Even if you go to Jiangnan, help me stabilize people's hearts. Why can't you stay here in Nanyang? ?”
"Do you know how hard it has been for us these past few years?"
Xiao Letian knelt down and let his father-in-law, Lao Taishan, scold him, his face full of guilt. "That's what my father is scolding! Calm down... Calm down, someone, bring a chair to our God of Wealth, so that he can sit and scold him all the time!"
"Stop giving me that playful smile! Who are you kidding me? Jiangnan banknotes and the stock market have almost collapsed several times, and we are holding you back with our lives!"
"If Jiangnan's economy collapses, you won't be able to save it no matter how much you fight outside!"
"Yes, yes...father, calm down!"
At this time, a familiar figure emerged from the crowd, his voice was hoarse and vicissitudes of life: "Old shopkeeper! With so many people watching, we can't let the head of state kneel all the time!"
"Let's go home and set some rules!"
Lord Long is here! Far East King Xiang Shaolong reached out and helped Xiao Letian up. The two old guys looked at each other, hugged each other and patted each other on the back.
There’s not a lot of nonsense in a man’s friendship!
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Long! In that bitter cold place in the Far East, while holding on to the Rakshasa ghosts, you were monitoring Fusang and the Manchu army outside the pass!"
"You are my reassurance in the rear! Only with you here can I fight to spread the law with confidence!"
Master Long seems to have aged more than ten years in the past few years. He didn't go to Europe with Xiao Letian because he had more important tasks to do!
The location of the Far East Kingdom is very sensitive. This is land that was snatched back from Tsarist Russia, but the earliest owner of this land was the Manchu Qing Dynasty!
In fact, the Han national government has not put its rule here for thousands of years, although it was covered here for a period of time during the Ming Dynasty.
However, this coverage is only symbolic. Han civilization did not cover ancient times. This land is still ruled by ethnic minorities, and the customs, language, and writing have not changed in any way.
This shows how difficult it is for Lord Long, who has to fight against the harassment of Rakshasa ghosts and find a way to make these aborigines truly accept the assimilation of the Central Plains civilization!
Rakshasa Ghost, Manqing, and even Fusang all need his close eyes! Can you not be tired?
"Stop talking! I know that you have entrusted everything to you before you left. Can I not guard it for you?"
Xiao Letian frowned: "Lord Long, the area you control will be the northernmost part of our Chinese territory in the future. It is a sensitive place where we will directly compete strategically with Tsarist Russia!"
"The economy is underdeveloped, the people are not rich, and wars are very easy to break out... You are guarding the border for us Chinese! But it's not enough if we don't guard the border. The harder it is for you, the more prosperous land for the Chinese will be. Strategic buffer area!”
"Your historical achievements will be achieved thousands of years later!"
