1850 American Gold Tycoon

"How could I not know that the Russians are ambitious and greedy. Any contract is just a temporary measure," Liang Yao said.

"Why did he force Telaviyov to sign a useless contract when he knew it was useless?" Deng Yan asked in confusion.

"For the sake of fun, I just saw Telaviyov deflated, and I felt very happy." Liang Yao said with a smile.

"You don't look like a man who is driven by his own impulses." Deng Yan didn't believe what Liang Yao said.

Let Muravyov sign a useless contract just for fun? This is not like Liang Yao's behavior.

"It's just one thing to make a quick plan." Liang Yao said with his hands behind his back, "As long as we have this black and white contract in hand, if the Russians try to get involved in Ezo in the future, we can justifiably send troops, and Britain and France have no excuse to interfere."

"So, I believe it." Deng Yan said.

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A middle-aged white man of medium build with a high hairline, a thick beard and a bad face walked into a Hong Kong opium shop called Mianyunge.

The middle-aged white man was followed by two men wearing black putty coats and beaver fur bowler hats.

The three of them wore leather boots with steel nails, and the leather boots made a clear and powerful sound when they stepped on the stone slabs.

There are also three, six or nine levels of opium dens.

Low-end opium dens that mainly provide services to traffickers are naturally dark, noisy, dirty, smelly, and smoky places. Even the environment in the private rooms is unbearable.

This is not the case with high-end opium houses. Like teahouses, high-end opium houses were high-end social places for the people of the Qing Dynasty.

The main customers of these opium dens are wealthy businessmen, gentry, officials and other powerful people. High-end opium dens are often more sophisticated.

The difference between the two can already be seen from their names.

Medium and low-end smokehouses like to be named with more auspicious characters such as Ping, An, Fu, Long, Xing, Wang, Xiang, Rui and so on.

High-end smokehouses often disdain to use these more clichéd words to name their smokehouses. They prefer more elegant names to attract smokers.

The white man who came to the opium den was none other than Pinkerton, but Pinkerton did not come to Mianyun Pavilion to smoke, but to complete the task assigned to him by Liang Yao, to bring Liu, the former chief producer of Lanfang Company. Shoushan took him back to Pontianak for trial.

After the signing of the Treaty of Pontianak, the Dutch and Indian authorities handed over Ye Tingfan who was hiding in Batavia.

Now, the only fugitive senior leader of Lanfang Company is Liu Shoushan, who is hiding in Hong Kong.

Liu Shoushan was much more cunning than Ye Tingfan. If Hong Kong businessmen had not provided them with information about Liu Shoushan, Pinkerton would have probably spent some time finding traces of Liu Shoushan.

"Are these three new customers? If the new customer does not bring a bong, the store can provide a bong for the new customer."

The waiter at the counter looked up and down at Pinkerton and the others. Seeing that the three of them were wearing expensive clothes and that they were foreigners, he immediately greeted them warmly.

As he said that, the waiter took out three cigarettes and three small cans of tobacco cream from the counter, and continued: "As usual, the three of you need to pay a deposit of 9 shillings for each cigarette. When you leave the store, Return the bong and we will refund the deposit.

The three gentlemen are new and rare customers. It is the first time for us to visit our store. We are very honored. These three cans of high-quality Bangladeshi tobacco paste are regarded as the meeting gifts given to them by our store. "

"We are not here to smoke. We are here to pick up people on the order of the Governor." Pinkerton said expressionlessly.

The clerk at the counter was stunned and stood there at a loss.

This was the first time that someone from the Governor's Palace came directly to pick someone up from their opium den.

"Which private room is Mr. Liu Jingliu in? Take us there."

Pinkerton didn't give the guy time to react. While the guy was still dazed, he pressed the question in a tone that would not allow him to refuse.

Liu Jing is the pseudonym of Liu Shoushan. After coming to Hong Kong, although Hong Kong Governor Wen Xian saw that he was still valuable, he accepted Liu Shoushan and promised to provide protection for Liu Shoushan.

However, Liu Shoushan was not accustomed to living in hiding, which was almost like imprisonment. He still often went out to have fun, but he was afraid of being recognized, so he used the identity of Liu Jing, a Cantonese businessman, to hide his identity from others.

"Small stores have small store rules. We cannot reveal the guest's private room without the guest's consent." The waiter said very awkwardly.

"Rules? This is Hong Kong! Is it the rules of a shabby opium den like you, or the rules of the Governor?" Pinkerton was furious. He lifted up his coat, revealing the revolver holster on his waist.

"Can you bear the responsibility for delaying the Governor's affairs?"

Seeing the other party's attitude, the store clerk didn't dare to say anything more.

The other party is a foreigner, or a foreigner working for the Hong Kong Governor. If they offend these foreigners, their boss may not be able to continue to operate even if there is someone behind him.

"Liu Jing" is a frequent visitor to Mianyun Pavilion. He always stays in the same private room every time he comes. The waiter knows which private room "Liu Jing" is in without looking at the registration form.

The waiter led Pinkerton and others to the door of "Liu Jing's" private room. Just as he was about to lift the bead curtain of the private room, Pinkerton stopped him.

"It's none of your business, just go down."

The store clerk didn't dare to say anything and retreated.

Pinkerton lifted the bead curtain and entered the private room.

The private room of Mianyun Pavilion is quite spacious. There are four people in the private room, one is "Liu Jing", one is Liu Jing's retinue, and the remaining two are prostitutes who accompany and play with him.

One of the two prostitutes accompanied "Liu Jing" to burn cigarettes, while the other knelt on the couch and pinched "Liu Jing's" legs.

"Liu Shoushan!" Pinkerton waved his hand to fan the smoke in front of his eyes and shouted Liu Shoushan's name loudly.

Liu Shoushan smoked a little too much and was still immersed in his imaginary world. In his imaginary world, he was still the chief executive of Lanfang Company, still reaping the profits of the gold mine in Dongwanlu, and living a life of luxury. life.

"Liu Shoushan!" Pinkerton raised his voice.

"What do you want from me?"

Liu Shoushan, who gradually came to his senses, replied subconsciously.

But soon, Liu Shoushan seemed to realize something, and immediately changed his words: "You have found the wrong person, I am Liu Jing! Not Liu Shoushan."

"Oh, really? The Governor asked us to invite Mr. Liu Shoushan to come to the house immediately to discuss matters. It seems that we have found the wrong person." With that, Pinkerton made a show of exiting Liu Shoushan's private room.

"Stop! You mean the Governor is looking for me?" When Liu Shoushan heard that the Governor was looking for him, he immediately called out to Pinkerton and patted his somewhat confused and numb head to make himself more awake.

"Why is your Excellency the Governor looking for me?"

"That's not something I can ask about. I only vaguely heard about Borneo. I don't know anything about other things." Pinkerton said.

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