Lu Ming

Chapter 595
On the surface of the Red River, the unique dark red water flowed mightily to the east.

This is the confluence of the Honghe River and the Dunhe River, which naturally forms a settlement.Thang Long Mansion sits here, just like the northern and southern capitals of neighboring countries in the north, occupying an important geographical location: No matter from the south to the north, or from the inland to the coast, the location of Thang Long Mansion is a must for internal and external exchanges in Annan place.

Unfortunately, the uninvited guests seem to think so too.In the recent period of time, the other generation has been attacking frequently, and there is a great intention to live here for a long time.

Time has come to late January 1632.Since the previous two unreasonable and unreasonable bombardment operations, this is the third time that the Southward Fleet has visited Thang Long Mansion in ten months.

But this time, things have changed.Compared with the previous two rounds, the Shangguo Fleet, which came to "Xiabang" again, did not launch an offensive as soon as it came, but put up a posture and stopped at the confluence of the two rivers.

Looks like he's here for a ride?
From a distance, the battleship Fuyuan with a full load displacement of more than 1500 tons is surrounded by a large number of ships in the middle of the estuary like a moon surrounded by stars.

This imperialist warship, which the people of Annan hate and fear, did not open the gun ports at this moment, but put down the anchor chain and furled half of the sails.

In fact, the battleships did come for a ride today.

To be precise, the owner of the battleship finally remembered the beautiful Red River Delta for a drive.

On the large rear deck of the Fuyuan, a group of dignitaries sat with empty barrels under their buttocks, and a wooden board was temporarily built on top of the empty barrels in front of them as a table.The table is full of canned food and tin cans of beer, and they are having a lively party.

Judging from the scene, this high-end and elegant battleship deck invitation reception has obviously been going on for quite some time.The participants probably drank a lot, all of them flushed red and their voices were loud. The roaring sound floated above the Red River, as if it was going to be introduced into the lush and infinite rainforest in the distance.

"Come on, brothers, go one!"

Soon, not long after the round of clinking glasses, Mr. Zhang Dongdong, the commander in chief, raised the cup.

"Leaving again? What...what's the name?"

"Let's wish Mr. Cao a long and boundless life, and old Xia Hiccup, um, generally healthy."

"Okay, old Zhang is a good ass. Come on, do it, do it all."

Before the words were finished, a pile of dark green military enamel jars collided together.The next moment, with the aroma of hops, thick white foam emerged from the tank.

Undoubtedly, those who can drink beer and toast so arrogantly are naturally timetravelers.

Zhang Dongdong is the one who drank the most today.

This gentleman has a special status.In front of the majority of the natives, he is the real hero who dominates the southern sky.However, within the time traveler, his political status is only a member of the "mass".

not only that.Thanks to the unique internal relationship of the time-traveling people, sometimes Zhang Dongdong even has to be extra "cautious in his words and deeds" to avoid being accused of "overstepping" and taking him as a ghost to Li Kui to claim credit. This kind of profession will never be annihilated across multiple planes. Even in the seventeenth century, there were creatures like LAN trolls.

So in general, although Zhang Dongdong's participation in many major events in this plane is inseparable, he usually just "steps out and doesn't care about things", and making good signs seems to be his only job.

Of course, where there is a loss, there is a gain.Without rights, there is naturally no responsibility.In such a state, Zhang Dongdong, after he got used to all these from the initial awkwardness, he found a way of survival from it: play.

Anyway, when dividing the cake in the future, he will not lose 1 gram.

So he drank the most today—in fact, whenever there is an internal party, Zhang Dongdong has always been a generous person who drinks in a big bowl compared to those "time-traveling social animals" who have various jobs.

If you drink too much, you will speak boldly, or talk nonsense.Here, Mr. Zhang floated away again after he just said a beautiful toast.I saw him leaning against the side of the boat, holding the jar crookedly with one hand, and pointing with the other hand at Shenglong Mansion, the capital of Annan Kingdom, which was misty and hidden in the river mist in the distance. He first raised his head and laughed.

After posing, the next moment, Zhang Dongdong spewed out the famous line with the breath of alcohol in the aria: "Brothers, the historical process of conquering a country with a few cannons has finally come! Drinking wins!"

A group of drunkards, who were already in high spirits, were immediately filled with pride when they heard this sentence, screaming, clapping and whistles sounded one after another.

The scene of a group of demons dancing wildly is unsightly.A group of alcoholics who are in a state of depression, no one can make them sober, they can only wait for the natural end.

But there are always exceptions.When a lot of people get together, there will always be those who don't fit in.At this moment, in an inconspicuous corner of the stern, two transversal people who were also sitting on the empty barrel were looking at the dry man at the bar as if they were joking, with mocking expressions on their faces.

In other words, Cao Zongbing temporarily set off for Annan this time, and there were quite a few hitchhikers.After all, no matter how you say it, Annan can be regarded as a "country of a thousand chariots" with grammar and weapons.

Conquering this country of thousands of vehicles is not the same as fighting against tribal Tartars. There is an important "code of conduct for future international relations", which is waiting for those who have experienced this for the first time to collect information and discuss the establishment.

So, besides people from the military and the diplomatic service, there were also other cross-travelers who planned to collect first-hand information, as well as various people from agriculture, mining and so on.

In short, the team is very mixed, there are all kinds of people.

There will be two people sitting in the stern, one is Wei Hu and the other is Ma Ming.

Wei Hu, who was wearing a modified Chinese-style jacket with a stand-up collar, was tall and strong, with a dark complexion, more like a plumber than an accountant, but he was actually a certified public accountant before time travel.

This time, Wei Hu came to Annan on a temporary basis.He is very interested in the financial operation of small countries in the Middle Ages, so he came to investigate.

Today's Wei Hu is the Master Qian Liang of the General Military Mansion.This position has a counterpart in later generations: the Director of the Internal Revenue Service.

Wei Hu, who is in charge of the taxation of all the "actual control areas" of the General Military Mansion, has much stronger real power than his counterparts in later generations in the current environment.

The reason is simple: due to the extreme shortage of "junior and high school arithmetic talents", the current "national tax" and "local tax" are two sets of signs with the same team, and Wei Hu is the real leader in the tax industry.

Wei Hu has another identity in the time-traveling crowd: the leader of the opposition party, and a member of the high-level people in the time-traveling group.

During the initial run-in in the turmoil in Tainan, Wei Hu was the leader of the minority Tangqi Association.Today, although the royalist faction headed by Xia Xianze has occupied the mainstream, everyone knows that there is still a need for some opposition in the end.

So Wei Hu and his group are also living a very nourishing life.

Besides, in the current environment, as long as you are a traverser, you have to be used as a backbone, no matter what crooked melon you are, there are really few people who don't live well.

Sitting next to Wei Hu, Ma Ming is the deputy general manager of Yijian.

The reason why Ma Ming, who is a member of the Imperial Han Dynasty, was able to have a good talk with Wei Hu was definitely not because he could build asphalt roads, but because everyone was a member of the minority.

Ma Ming came to Annan this time to investigate: building castles in a tropical environment and the preliminary preparations for building a "defensive community".

Therefore, at the deck reception composed of many people who eat melons and mainstream factions, Wei Hu and Ma Ming, the two heretics, seem a bit unique.The two of them probably didn't want to be with those "rotten elements" who spend their days and drinks, so they had to find a corner to drink some wine by themselves.

"Listen, listen to what nonsense this is talking about. Alas, there are so many fools."

At this time, Wei Hu had just heard Zhang Dongdong rant.He shook the beer in the military tea mug with one hand, while shaking his head: "This is considered a doorstep, and it's still the same set of colonial thinking. The key is that there are so many idiots agreeing, I think this is a country-breaking pill."

Ma Ming on the side is also dumbfounded: "The Europeans only had those few onions back then, and they had no choice but to build a colony. If there are enough people, wouldn't it be good to grab them and make them yours?"

Wei Hu looked helpless: "Yes, North America is a ready-made example."

Wei Hu's thinking is correct.

Although the "crowds" are still immersed in the glory of being colonists, they seem to want to return all the humiliation suffered by the old world to this plane.However, high-level people like Wei Hu who have access to strategic planning are actually very clear about one thing: the crossing forces do not intend to establish any colonies.

In other words, even if a colony is established, it is a short-term behavior and will not be used as a long-term national policy.

The reason is simple: in the Ming Dynasty with a population of 1 million, the natural mission of the traversers must be to open up the "land under the eyes" for the basic board of their own people, rather than to set up some colonies and wait for the local aborigines to jump up and run away one day colonists.

After mocking Jiu Mengzi for a while, Wei Hu and Ma Ming had an in-depth exchange of views on the next issue of common concern to both sides: in the year 1632 that has already come, after Cao Chuan himself nodded and agreed, the second general meeting within the crossing congregation The conference has been confirmed to be held, and the time will not be later than the second half of this year at the latest.

This meeting is very important. It is the first plenary meeting since the founding of the People's Republic of China. It will be a link between the past and the future, and a series of major issues will be discussed and voted on.

As the leader of a minority faction, someone like Wei Hu would definitely show his skills at the meeting, punching the nursing home and kicking the kindergarten.So this business trip is also an opportunity for him to use his private time to communicate and collude with the "minorities".

In this way, the invitation reception with different thoughts lasted for a whole day, and this weird "sitting" state on the surface of the Red River also lasted for a day.

The terrified Annan people finally came to their senses after a night of astonishment.

Soon, the liaison boat sent by Shenglong Mansion cautiously approached the huge fleet on the river in the early morning of the next day.

This time, the liaison boat was not swept into the bottom of the river by intensive artillery fire, but was intercepted and questioned by patrol boats.

Not long after, many people in the palace of Shenglong Mansion finally received the first piece of good news since ten months: the general soldiers of the Ming Dynasty agreed to meet Annan's envoy.

(End of this chapter)