I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

When the Jinyiwei is dispatched, the government at all levels will mobilize the masses to search the mountains and seas, not to mention the three blacks, even the three black flies can be found.

Zhu Fugui was not worried about this.

As for that boy Hong Taoliu, Zhu Fugui also understood his difficulties.

Don't look at this guy who messed up the things Daming's father told him every day, used Ming Yuan to hold the enthronement ceremony for himself, and made troubles for the Ming Liangzong everywhere, but Zhu Fugui knew that it wasn't his fault, it was just his fault.

This is already far above the level of most African rulers.

Can't be too demanding.

Chapter 590

Although there are a few peerless hunks among the blacks, the proportion is too low.

Zhu Fugui didn't think that by replacing Hong Taoliu, he could get Sankara.

If there is a soul mate of Jammeh of Gambia, a countryman of Amin of Uganda, a policy pioneer of Macie of Equatorial Guinea, and an ugly mirror image of Zhu Fugui of Ming Dynasty, can the African people be better?

To be honest, if there really was a good person like Sankara who was wholeheartedly for the people, Zhu Fugui would never kill him, and would support him.

The white skin disrupts Africa, the main purpose is to intercept natural resources.

But for Ming, an orderly Africa can also obtain resources and conduct trade without exporting diseases and refugees.

As for whether there will be a realistic version of Wakanda, threatening Ming's interests...

It's not that Zhu Fugui looks down on black people, it's that Zhu Fugui really doesn't believe how much progress black countries can make.

Even if there is an idealist government like Sankara, and there is no external oppression, Zhu Fugui pessimistically believes that the best ending for a black country is just like Rwanda after the Holocaust.

No famine, a little infrastructure construction, this is their limit.

The ceiling is extremely low.

A Western anthropologist once said that there are too many political correctness in anthropology, but even without any knowledge background, people actually know that the intelligence of different ethnic groups cannot be the same.

In his original words, wherever a black man goes, whether it is Uganda, Haiti, South Africa, Western Europe, or the United States, he is likely to be poor.

If you look at the Chinese around you, whether they are in China, Singapore, Europe or the United States, they have a high probability of living above the average.

Zhu Fugui didn't know right from wrong with the anthropologist's words, he could only say that he personally thought that the probability was right.

So instead of suppressing the development of black people, Zhu Fugui supported their development.

The only thing to note is that these black friends must be sent away far away.

As long as they stay in Africa, as long as they support Daming, buy and sell fairly, and protect the rights and interests of Daming investors, black people will always be Daming's friends.

In fact, Zhu Fugui's layout in Africa and the development of resources in Africa are not because Daming lacks resources.

It's not so much that Ming wants to get African resources, it's better to say that Daming wants to keep Europeans from getting resources.

Daming owns North and South America, China, and Australia in the future. It dominates the entire Pacific Ocean, and its resources are already sufficient.

In terms of oil, even if you don’t count Tang Sangui in the Middle East, or the leftovers of Daqing, Shengli, and Tramay, you don’t even need to consider the rich oil and gas resources in the South China Sea, and the cheap Iranian oil provided by Xichu.

The oil from Siberia + Venezuela + Canada alone can support the entire Ming Dynasty.

This is half the resources of the world's second oil-producing country + the world's largest oil reserve country + all the resources of the world's third oil reserve country.

Venezuela has even more oil reserves than Saudi Arabia, but the cost of exploitation is slightly higher than that of the latter, and it is sanctioned by the United States.

Canada is only slightly less than Saudi Arabia.

Not to mention, if Minglijian really frantically exploits local shale oil, history has proved that in Texas, Ohio and other places alone, it can become the world's largest oil-producing country.

It's just that the cost of shale oil is too high, and the risk of geological disasters is difficult to predict. The spillover of natural gas from the cracks in the fractured rock formations will also cause a serious greenhouse effect. Zhu Fugui will probably not fiddle with it in his lifetime.

In terms of iron ore, Brazil and Australia, the world's No. [-] and No. [-], are both within the Ming Dynasty's sphere of influence.

In terms of copper mines, Chile's copper mines are number one in the world, not to mention.

Daming has huge reserves of various other minerals.

In short, once the strategy of turning the Pacific Ocean into an inland sea is successful, the resource possessions of Ming Dynasty, even per capita resource possessions, will definitely be horrifying.

Therefore, Daming's goal in Africa is more to exclude competitors.

It's just that Ming wants to maintain a stable Africa, which is far more difficult than messing up Africa.

Daming cannot and should not invest too many resources.

If Africa can really produce strong men, Da Ming will pull them in. If not, Xiao Ni can also lead them very well, so there will be no substitutions.

However, Zhu Fugui decided that, taking advantage of peacetime, the plan to repatriate all Taipinians to West Africa needs to be speeded up.

Even if it delays Daming's emigration from China, he will not hesitate.

Now the 3700 million people in the North American headquarters of the Ming Dynasty are barely enough, and the two-pronged approach of strengthening childbirth and accelerating immigration can be expected in the future.

……

Da Ming was going to deal with the smuggling incident of black people without blood on his hands, but he had to do another thing himself, and his hands were bloodied.

The Olympics is a global feast, but during the feast, there will always be some sleazy guys who do some dirty things.

A senior officer from the Ontario Governor's Office was found carrying approximately 1500 grams of a counterfeit Hebrew elixir on a train to New Joan.

This amount has obviously far exceeded the dosage for personal medicine.

According to Jin Yiwei, using him as a breakthrough point, he obtained a chain of interests in smuggling DP from the British mainland and Canada to Colima.

Drug trafficking from Canada to Mexico is a road that Zhu Fugui never imagined.

In fact, under normal circumstances, they would not transit through Daming, but smuggled by sea.

These filthy Brits, former opium dealers, and scum who led astray the drugs developed by Down's Pharmaceutical Group to reduce human suffering, are also very clear about Da Ming's attitude of resolutely cracking down on DP crimes.

Not just drug trafficking, even drug use is a felony.

For the new immigrants who have immigrated for less than a year, the imperial court, considering the fact that opium ghosts are everywhere in the homeland of China, has a special drug rehabilitation center to provide them with gradual withdrawal treatment.

After leaving the drug rehabilitation center, whoever touches opium again will be a dead word.

Please don't XD, XD will be caught, if caught, he will be decapitated.

Slogans like this are posted all over the streets and alleys of Daming.

For foreign businessmen who arrived in Daming, the officers of the entry-exit department would also inform them of the policies of Daming in detail and ask them to sign the letter of commitment.

This is one of the very few official documents issued by the Ming Dynasty in both Chinese and English.

It is rumored in later generations that in some countries, only the slogan "Don't mess with people and garbage" will be marked in Chinese. Whether this is true or not is unknown.

However, Daming's anti-drug notice is specially marked in English, which is an absolutely true fact.

This time, because Daming held the Olympic Games, this group of criminals thought that Daming's inspection force must be weak, so they took risks and used Daming's railway network for transportation in order to improve timeliness and reduce transportation costs.

As a result, he was arrested on the spot by the railway inspectors of our Ministry of Punishment and turned over to the Jinyiwei Yamen.

……

After getting this report, the first thing Zhu Fugui did was to call and scold Yin Were.

"Mother Xipi, is this trivial matter going to disturb the president?"

Zhu Fugui scolded angrily, "The prince breaks the law and commits the same crime as the common people, let alone a barbarian? You still have to report a foreigner who has committed a heinous crime. Are you going to put that foreigner in prison someday? Wait, should you not?" Will you really put that foreign devil in jail?"

"Death to a humble job!"

From the other end of the sentence, Yin Weasel's voice made Zhu Fugui half dead: "Mother Xipi, Weasel, how did you get this month's bonus!"

After speaking, Zhu Fugui hung up the phone with a snap.

In the past, he was called Weasel Brother, but now he is called Weasel. The relationship between the monarch and his ministers is so indifferent and realistic.

No wonder Zhu Fugui was angry.

Where is the prison?

Or Jiuqing, or county guards, governors, state shepherds, high-ranking officials and relatives of the emperor who are not more than two thousand stones are not allowed to enter the imperial prison.

A beggar from Canada deserves to be sent to prison?

Nonsence!

Zhu Fugui spat and was about to take a rest when the correspondent knocked on the door again and said, "Commander, the Duke of Churchill of England is asking to see you, may I pass it on?"

"not see!"

Zhu Fugui didn't even think about it, and said, "Just say that I don't see anyone except Victoria. If Victoria sends me a telegram, it must be sincere and delicate, with more than 800 characters, and the subject matter is not limited!"

Chapter 591 Let People Believe

That night, according to the waiter's recollection, Duke Churchill angrily smashed two beautiful Ming ashtrays.

Of course, when the damage bill was received shortly afterwards, Duke Churchill shed tears of remorse.

But at least at this moment, this angry British gentleman is very relieved.

It seemed that what he smashed was not the ashtray, but the head of that annoying Ming tyrant.

It is naturally impossible to ask Her Majesty the Queen for help.

It is absolutely impossible for the empress to write a telegram to the Ming tyrant.

Moreover, as a special envoy, I have made no achievements after coming to Daming, and I can't even protect British citizens. This will be a great shame!

Mostly a shame.

It's okay if you can't protect the Canadian drug dealer, he's just an officer.

Even with the "senior" prefix, he is still an officer.

Not aristocrats, not elected officials, not to mention the lord of the councilor, if you die, you will die.

There are a lot of people like this, right?

For example, the diplomatic adviser and secretary that Downing Street assigned to me on this trip, the affairs officer Haji.

Although he didn't like the style of Haji's old servant, Churchill knew that only Haji could help him now.

Smoking a Cuban cigar, Haji was invited over, and Churchill lowered the tripod from his desk.

"Haji, my dear friend, you should already know Emperor Ming's attitude towards Sir Overton carrying a small amount of medicine. How do you think we should deal with this incident?"

"Oh, Mr. Duke, I am only a lowly civil servant employed by the British Government to assist the Government and the officers it appoints by the electoral system we all understand and follow, in Parliament and the Acts it passes and Within the framework of the consensus of our country, relying on the education and professional experience that I have accepted, which is in line with the common ideas that our country has held for many years and meets the specific conditions of the time, I will provide services to the clients determined by the government regulations. Some suggestions and references, and under their guidance, orders, and requirements, some clerical and administrative work that is not optional and has nothing to do with policy trends..."

bump!

A third ashtray was smashed to the ground.

Old Churchill took off his leather boots and tapped impatiently on the table, "Please get to the point, Haji, or I will definitely kick your ass hard with this boot!"

"That's the point, Mr. Duke!"

Haji dodged the flying ashtray without changing his face, and said calmly, "One of the principles of diplomacy is not to deal with unnecessary things, and don't start work if you can't get a positive result from the attempt."

"Can not believe it!"

The old Churchill was dissatisfied, "This is not an ordinary diplomatic incident. This is a contest between justice and evil, and a collision between civilization and barbarism! This concerns the life of a British citizen!"

"Then, we can pray for him in the Anglican Church." Haji nodded.

"No, Haji!"

The old Churchill put on his leather shoes, "This is about right and wrong, and about the honor of our Churchill family!"

"Oh, my dear duke, it may be so for you, it is a matter of your honour."

Haji crossed his hands in front of his chest, avoiding direct gaze, "But this has nothing to do with me, it's a waste of official time, after all, I'm just a humble civil servant, employed by the British government..."

"Damn it! That's enough! I'll say it again, a dedicated British civil servant, your colleague, is being tortured in this evil country. According to the laws here, he will be sentenced to death." Old Churchill said.

"No, Mr. Duke, drug trafficking is also punishable according to British law. He will either be executed for the crime, or exiled to Australia to play with kangaroos, and finally die because of the beating of kangaroos and trained doctors. He will die in the end. Yes, so..."

Haji spread his hands.

"But he shouldn't have been put to death by that damn yellow monkey!"

Old Churchill stood up, "Do you know what will happen to him? Ling Chi, a terrible oriental torture! This is the most humiliating and indignified way to die!"

"Mr. Duke, I think this statement is technically debatable. Based on my 20 years of experience in the British civil service, there are two or three. I personally prefer three, and there is no way to die with dignity." , such as dying of poverty.”