The sun never sets in America

Chapter 1 The boy who fell from the horse
California area, valley near Los Angeles in 1840——
On an open grassland, a group of men wearing Western-style cowhide jackets and a pair of canvas trousers, with pistols on their waists, were surrounding a man with Chinese faces who was lying on the ground and was wearing silk clothing. He was about ten years old. Next to the young man.

There was a hint of anxiety on his face.

"Cough—cough—"

The young man suddenly coughed twice, frowned slightly, and opened his eyes with difficulty.

"Little Lord!"

"Little Lord---"

Among the people watching, the middle-aged man closest to the boy shouted in surprise when he saw the boy waking up.

After the young man opened his eyes, he looked at the weirdly dressed people watching him. Before he could react, he fainted from the huge information that suddenly appeared in his mind.

I could only hear a few sounds in a blur.

"Little Lord!!"

"Quick, go find Dr. Luo——"

Then there was a flurry of sounds, and then nothing was felt at all.
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"Master Luo, how is my son doing now?"

In a Spanish-style building, a tall, majestic-looking middle-aged man looked at his son who was still awake on the bed with a frown, and asked anxiously to Dr. Luo who was standing next to him.

"Master Liu!" Dr. Luo, who had a goatee, first greeted Master Liu respectfully, "Young master, his pulse is stable and his breath is smooth. He doesn't look like he is seriously ill. He may have suffered from falling off his horse just now. If you are a little frightened, you only need to prescribe a few soothing medicines to recuperate." Doctor Luo glanced at the sleeping boy on the bed, then turned his head and replied to Fort Master Liu who was waiting for news.

"This -" Looking at his son who had not yet woken up on the bed, Liu Yan wanted to say something, but saw that his son Liu Peng had already woken up.

His eyes were a little confused and at a loss!
"Apeng, how are you?" When Liu Peng woke up, Liu Yan asked softly with joy and distress, looking at Liu Peng with deep love in his eyes.

"Dad -" Liu Peng woke up and looked at everything around him with complex eyes, and then looked at the master of the Liu family fortress who was leaning next to him, that is, his father Liu Yan in this life, strange and strange He cried out guiltily, "I feel much better, nothing's wrong." Liu Peng then explained to Liu Yan, trying his best to pretend to be familiar to cover up his inner panic at the moment.

"It's okay, it's okay." When Liu Yan heard Liu Peng's words, a look of relief appeared on his face, as if a huge boulder had fallen to the ground in his heart, and he felt much more relaxed.

"Look at you, you can't even ride a horse. What future prospects will you have?" After confirming that his son was fine, Liu Yan immediately changed his face, showing a stern father's expression, and faced the man lying on the bed with his head covered. Liu Peng scolded him for a while.

"My child knows that he was wrong, and he will never dare to do it again next time!" Liu Peng immediately replied with shame. He was completely different from the son Liu Peng Liu Yan had in his impression. Today's son immediately admitted his mistake, which made Liu Peng Yandu was a little stunned. Is this still his willful and naughty son?
Why does he seem to be a different person?

"Fortmaster, the young master still needs to rest peacefully, let's go out first!" Dr. Luo interrupted Liu Yan's thoughts of continuing.

"You are here to cultivate yourself. Whatever you want to eat, let the kitchen do it." Liu Yan swallowed those scolding words, and told Liu Peng with a gentle face, "Remember, don't be so careless next time." , I was afraid that your mother would be worried about this, so I didn’t say anything about it." Liu Yan warned Liu Peng before leaving, and then left the room with Dr. Luo.

"Dad, please walk slowly!"

The voice coming from behind brought a smile to Liu Yan's face.

"call--"

After Liu Yan and Dr. Luo walked away, Liu Peng slowly got up on the bed, looked at the closed door, took a deep breath, and showed a relaxed expression on his face.

"Acting is so tiring. I will never show off my acting skills again." Liu Peng leaned on the bedside and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, Liu Peng was no longer Liu Peng, the young master of Liujiabao, but was replaced by a young man named Liu Peng in the 21st century.

Liu Peng in that time and space was an ordinary social worker. He worked hard from dawn to dusk every day, stayed up late and worked overtime, and finally made some money. He also needed to buy a house because of a blind date, and he had to bear a 30-year mortgage.

Just when the blind date is about to be successful and he will live an ordinary life like most people from now on.

A large truck made all Liu Peng's efforts in vain.

After waking up again, he had become the eldest son of Liu Yan, the 12-year-old eldest son of Liu Yan, the lord of Liu Family Fort near Los Angeles, California Province of the Republic of Mexico, and later Liu Peng! !

"Liujiabao?"

"Liu Yan?"

"Is there any of this in history? Why don't I remember it at all?" Recalling the memories of Liu Jiabao and the cheap old man Liu Yan in his mind, Liu Peng had a puzzled expression on his face.After all, according to the description of Liujiabao in memory.

Liujiapu was founded by his father Liu Yan seven years ago in a valley near Los Angeles. Because the founder Liu Yan’s surname was Liu, it was called Liujia Town, Chinese Town. Of course, it is the most widely and recognized The title is the Liujiabao from the beginning.

There are about [-] Chinese, Indians, and even a few white people in Liujiapu, with Chinese accounting for the majority.

There are tens of thousands of acres of farmland, orchards, and even a large tobacco field in the fort.

In addition, there are wineries that make wine. Because the place of production is Liujiabao, the wine produced is also called fortress wine by outsiders. Fortress wine can also be seen in some white towns.

In addition to these self-sufficient living supplies that look similar to European feudal manors, Liujiabao also has a gunpowder production workshop and machines for making homemade guns. Although many of them are second-hand, there are not too many skilled workers. But in California, where control at the grassroots level is very weak and relies entirely on local forces and the autonomy of governor-general officials, the upper party is neither a big nor a small force.

To sum it up in one sentence, there is more than enough self-preservation and not enough progress.

The establishment of Liujiabao is also inseparable from the cheap dad Liu Yan.

Liu Yan was originally a pirate leader affiliated with the Red Flag Gang on the coast of China, thousands of miles away. Although he was not very powerful on weekdays, he was still considered a prominent figure in the local area.

But the good times didn't last long. After Hongqi Gang Zhang Baozai and his wife Zheng Yisao were recruited by the Qing government, Liu Yan lost his former prestige due to government restrictions.

Although Liu Yan initially thought about leaving the Red Flag Gang and returning to his old career, the people under him were really unable to fight against Zheng Yisao, Zhang Baozai, and even the Qing court, which had not yet been stripped of its tiger skin by foreigners.

It was at this time that I learned that North America was vast and sparsely populated, and the local Mexican government was very chaotic.

After thinking about it for several nights, without stopping, he led thousands of brothers under his command, followed a Dutch merchant ship, and ran to North America, which is now California, Mexico.

Liu Yan, who had just arrived in North America, inevitably had conflicts with local white immigrants and native Indians.

After some fighting and compromise, Liujiabao was established in a vast valley near Los Angeles.

Since 1830, just ten years from now, through recruitment of people and intermarriage with local Indian tribes.

Liujiapu has grown from less than a thousand people at the beginning to more than 5000 people today. Chinese, Indians, and even white people live together in a very harmonious way. In this white-dominated era, the word "extraordinary" is not enough to describe it. Population situation in Liujiabao.

After recalling the memories of Liujiabao in his mind, Liu Peng had a strange and unbelievable look on his face.

After all, no matter how you look at it, it's all a plot in a novel or movie.

The male protagonist was wronged in his hometown and couldn't stay any longer, and then ran to other places with his men to make great achievements. Moreover, he was a Chinese and ran to the white man's territory. No matter how you look at it, it reveals a bit of weirdness and absurdity.

Even for a moment, Liu Peng doubted whether this cheap dad Liu Yan was also a time traveler. After all, no matter how you looked at it, it was something that only a time traveler could do.

But after reminiscing several times, Liu Peng gave up the idea that Liu Yan was a time traveler.

Nothing else, because both the system in Liujiabao and the self-sufficient economy are in line with this era. Even after Liu Yan established himself in California, he settled down as a wealthy man and took a few Indian and even white beauties, all of which are in line with this era. Chinese habits of the times.

If you were a time traveler, you would have long thought yourself to be the destined son of this era.

We have to stir things up!
But looking at what the cheap dad Liu Yan did after that, he was not as decisive and brave as he was in the beginning. He was just a rich man who had succeeded in starting a business and was enjoying the glory and wealth he had finally obtained.

"1840!" Liu Peng suddenly thought of the current year in his mind, and his expression suddenly changed as he thought about it.

Because there are only six years left before the U.S.-Mexican War, which caused Mexico to lose half of its territory, and less than eight years until the end of the war.

The Americans of this period were not a Mexico governed by internal chaos and local forces. By that time, Liujiapu, a Chinese force, would definitely not be part of the U.S. government's plans.

It is even possible that they are targets for crusade and elimination.

Liu Peng, who had just been dreaming about being a rich young master, immediately woke up.

"Time, time!!" Liu Peng muttered the word "time" with a solemn expression, "Fortunately, there is still time and opportunity. I will never let the tragedy of future generations happen in this era, in Liujiapu!" Liu Peng murmured to himself, his eyes gradually becoming firmer.

(End of this chapter)