But if Ao Bai and Sony come forward to negotiate, and then Hong Chengchou signs it, then it doesn't matter.
It's true that Jun Wu joked, but wasn't there a minister who took the blame?
As for regretting it, what should we do if the Western Yi people fall out with the Qing Dynasty?
Let’s serve it cold!
Isn’t Longjiang Shipyard already planning to build its own ships?
After the Ming thieves were wiped out, the Qing Dynasty's own warships should have been almost completed.
Plus the navy officers and soldiers trained with the help of the British!
There are boats and people!
Isn’t this enough for the navy of the Qing Dynasty?!
Why should we be afraid of Xiyi then?
Our glorious Qing Dynasty has a vast land with vast resources and spans thousands of miles. How can we still be afraid of mere Western barbarians?
It’s just a joke!
…
After signing the treaty, Brown and Vanderlaan left the palace with deep joy.
Before I knew it, snowflakes were already falling in the sky.
The snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger, and the weather is getting colder and colder.
But in the Nuan Pavilion, because the earth dragon is burning, it is as warm as spring.
Bumbutai sat cross-legged on the couch, wearing a light gauze dress, holding a fan in her hand, fanning Kang Mazi beside her.
Kang Mazi was being held by Aunt Sumala, practicing writing hand in hand.
The fine pine smoke ink was rubbed open, and the faint rosin scent lingered in everyone's noses.
The Langhao pen was stained with thick ink and then landed on the rice paper.
The ink smeared on the rice paper, and the ink followed the tip of the pen. It was a pity that the thing was good, but the writing was ugly.
Obai knelt on the ground and opened his mouth to report to Bumbutai about today's talks.
Bumbutai nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.
"We must pay close attention to the naval affairs. Although the Ming thief is now alone overseas, he is still obsessed with the Central Plains."
"This is not a good thing for me, the Qing Dynasty!"
What the Qing court was afraid of was not the Ming Dynasty’s naval forces raiding the coast!
The worst case scenario would be to move the border and ban the sea!
If twenty miles doesn’t work, just fifty miles. If fifty miles doesn’t work, then one hundred miles!
At worst, the entire coast is gone. If you don't believe this, what else can the Ming navy do?
What the Qing government was afraid of was that the Ming Dynasty would continue to land and harass the Qing government's coast, and fight the Qing army again and again, constantly making the Qing look bad.
It made those Han untouchables have thoughts that they shouldn’t have!
Obai said.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
"Now the slaves have asked Shi Lang and the others to follow the English to learn boat handling and water fighting!"
"It is said that the English country is also famous among the Western countries for being good at water warfare!"
"Their fleet still calls itself the Invincible Fleet!"
Bumbutai seemed to have remembered something, frowned and said.
"Aren't the people in Macao from Fo Langji? King Pingnan wants to ask Xiyi to help me manage the navy, so the person he finds should be someone from Fo Langji."
"Where did these Englishmen and Dutchmen come from?"
Obai said with his head tilted away.
"My slave doesn't even know!"
"But I think King Pingnan should have his own ideas!"
"The British are the best in naval warfare among the Western Yi countries, and the Dutch are the best in shipbuilding among the Western Yi countries. King Pingnan must have put a lot of thought into finding them."
Bu Mu Butai heard this, nodded slightly and said.
"King Pingnan is a loyal and good slave!"
Bumubutai put down his fan, played with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and then asked again.
"By the way, how is the Ming history in Jiangnan doing?"
The History of the Ming Dynasty can be said to be the largest literary prison injustice in the early Qing Dynasty. Eighteen people were sentenced to Lingchi alone.
Even engravers and printers who were illiterate did not get lucky.
There are countless others who were beheaded, exiled, and exiled by the rebels!
Since Kangxi was too young to be in charge, this matter was supervised by Obai.
Therefore, Bumbutai asked Aobai Mingshi how the investigation was going.
Obai just said.
"Reporting to the master, we are still investigating!"
"Most of the principal criminals and accomplices have been caught, but some of them are still refusing to confess to death."
Bumbutai snorted coldly, a trace of viciousness and cruelty flashed across his old face, and he spoke.
"It's okay if you don't want to explain. Tell the people below that if this matter is implicated, we will handle it seriously!"
"The untouchables in Jiangnan are all hypocritical. If we don't kill a group of them, how can we shock people's hearts?"
Ao Bai kowtowed and agreed, and then exited Nuan Pavilion.
"Grandma Huang, Xuan Ye doesn't know how to write this character, come and teach me!"
The young Kangxi spoke, and the clear childish voice made the sinister look on Bumbutai's old face disappear in an instant.
He turned around and spoke to Kangxi with kind eyes, and guided Kangxi to write big characters.
…
Huzhou Prefecture, the government prison!
There was a lot of humidity in the dark cell, and since it was winter, the cold and clammy feeling was quite excruciating.
The mice squeaked, crawled over people, and then disappeared in the haystacks.
The prisoners who were tortured by the Qing court and were not humanoid could even lift a finger. They could only let the rats run around on their bodies.
The entire cell was filled with the smell of blood and the putrid stench of human body decay!
There was a crash, and there was a sound of iron ropes rubbing together.
A flash of light appeared in the dark cell, and the light shone on Zhuang Tingyue's face.
The expression on the half-dead Zhuang Tingyue's face was distorted by severe pain. There was a wound on the right side of his face that had rotted and suppurated, looking extremely hideous.
The light hitting his face made him suddenly feel that he was still on earth, not in hell.
The cell door was opened, and several guards dragged a dead dog-like body into the cell.
After throwing the person into the cell, several jailers couldn't stand the stench in the cell, so they covered their noses and left.
The expression on Zhuang Tingyue's face was shaken by the severe pain, and he asked in a hoarse and dry voice.
"Brother Mao, are you okay now? I'm sorry, it was originally my family's business, but it has caused trouble for you!"
The origin of the history of Ming Dynasty is the blind Zhuang Tingqin, because he thought of Sima Qian's saying that "Zuoqiu is blind and can speak Mandarin."
In order to imitate the past events of his predecessors and pass his name on through the ages, he spent a lot of money to buy the manuscripts of Zhu Guozhen, the former chief minister of the Ming cabinet, on the history of the Ming Dynasty.
Then he summoned a lot of literati to fill in some missing historical materials about the Chongzhen Dynasty and the Southern Ming Dynasty, and prepared them for publication in the world.
After Zhuang Tingqin's death, in order to fulfill his son's last wish, his father paid many celebrities at the time to sign the manuscript, and then found a printing library for publication.
Since the entire south was missing the Ming Dynasty at that time, the content of the manuscript had an obvious political tendency and used many words that seemed dazzling in the eyes of the Manchu rulers.
For example, when calling Boar Skin, he used the official position given to him by the Ming Dynasty as the governor of the state, and praised the integrity of the civil servants and generals who died in the Ming Dynasty resisting the Qing Dynasty...
It poked Manqing's lung tube!
Then, Ming Dynasty broke out!
Even those guys who just paid for their signatures and didn’t really participate in the compilation all suffered!
Mao Yuanming is one of these unlucky people.
Mao Yuanming, who was thrown into the cell, twisted on the ground, raised his arm with difficulty, and spit out a few syllables.
"Still alive..."
Li Lingxi on the side smiled bitterly and said.
"What kind of sin have we suffered!"
"Lodo, this dog Tatar, is really a beast!
"
Except for Zhuang Tingyue, everyone in this cell was innocently involved.
He just signed the manuscript, but he was imprisoned by Luo Duo, the governor of the Qing Dynasty and the Manchu official of the Ministry of Punishment.