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

Speaking of which, when Zhu Fugui asked the Ministry of Rites to build this ancestral hall, Zhao Aqian chose Yijing Hiroshi as the person in charge...

Well, Zhao Aqian's grounds are solid: Yijing Hiroshi is the one who knows the most about sacrifices and Buddhism in the Ministry of Rites.

Zhu Fugui knew that this guy knew Christianity and claimed to be a follower of the Pure Land Sect, and that Zhu Fugui's Han ceremony weddings were well-organized and well-organized.

But it feels weird for a Japanese to build the Huaxia Hall of Martyrs.

As a Chinese, who doesn't want to smash Japan's Yasukuni toilet?

So in the end, the ancestral hall was handed over to Xia Zhixin to prepare for the construction, and Yijing Hiroshi assisted from the side, hoping that the internal flavor would not be too strong.

At present, the foundation of the Hall of Martyrs has just been laid, and the location is just behind the museum, which can be regarded as a quiet place.

Shi Dakai should be the first person who is not from the Ming Dynasty but can enter the shrine.

After all, the teacher also said on the Monument to the People's Heroes: "This goes back to 840 years. Since then, in order to fight against internal and external enemies and strive for national independence and people's freedom and happiness, the people's heroes who died in previous struggles are immortal!"

Therefore, Shi Da is open to emotion and reason, which is enough to qualify as "loyalty".

"Thank you hooray!"

The three fell down in front of them, and Zhu Fugui signaled the guards on the left and right to pull them up.

"King Yi is dead, but the living need to work harder. If King Yi knows, I hope we can fight back to China's hometown as soon as possible, and punish the people."

Zhu Fugui gave a few words of encouragement, and the three of them nodded, silently making up their minds.

"Speaking of which, the three lovers, you and I have been kings and ministers for a long time, but I still don't know how you came to this Citi Country?"

Zhu Fugui suddenly asked again, "Of course, I know that you were trafficked. It's not like me and Lao Li voluntarily transferred to Citigroup under the arrangement of Xing Aiqing. What I want to ask is who sold you? Can this person still be contacted? According to the report of Tiqi's secret agent, King Yi still has a young son captured, and his life and death are still unknown for his [-] plays. I want to save him..."

Chapter 142 How to cheat?

Shi Dakai's trilogy is a veteran of many battles, if you can spend some money, even if you spend a little more money to buy it, it is a good deal.

Although the old-style peasant army had its limitations, with the continuous expansion of the Ming Army, the training officers headed by Zhang Changgui have also summed up corresponding experience and lessons.

As long as they do a good job in ideological reform, these Guangxi wolves who are not afraid of death are definitely an excellent source of soldiers.

According to data, Shi Dakai had [-] plays when he was trapped in the Dadu River.

He negotiated with Wang Songlin, the capital of Nanziying, hoping to sacrifice his life in exchange for the lives of the three armies.

Among them, 3000 people were recruited by Wang Songlin, and the remaining 2000 people who did not want to surrender kept their weapons and were stationed in Dashubao.

However, after more than a year, the Qing court saw that the dust of Shi Dakai's death had settled, so they betrayed their faith and attacked Dashubao at night, killing almost all the 2000 people.

Zhu Fugui's target is the two thousand elites in the Big Tree Fort.

Qing Yao went to persuade them to surrender, but they were determined not to surrender.

But it doesn't mean they don't want to live.

What if it is a foreign brother who is very "friendly" at first sight, such as Comrade Tang Sangui, to persuade him to surrender?

Promising them to go abroad to make a living, and coercing and luring them, there is definitely a possibility of success.

Although difficult, it is worth a try.

According to Qi Wenchang and others, as Yang Xiuqing's direct troops, they fled during the Tianjing Incident.

First in the Huaihe River, and then in the Taihu Lake area, doing some activities of robbing the rich and helping the poor, and attacking the Qing army's supplies.

Later, they were captured by Zhang Guoliang, a traitor from the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom who surrendered to the puppet Qing Dynasty and served as the admiral of the Jiangnan camp.

At this time, Wu Jianzhang, the former Taidao of Su Song, was in the camp in the south of the Yangtze River.

Wu Jianzhang made friends with U.S. Minister Tianbei Mashali, and through the latter, a large number of Nianzi and Taiping Army prisoners, including Qi, Zhang, and Yang, were sold to North America.

Of course, Qi Wenchang and others, as small officers, and they were small officers who broke out of the East Prince's Mansion, did not know such detailed information.

However, according to their narration, Zhu Fugui roughly sorted out the relationship between the characters by comparing the materials.

There are two key figures here, one is Wu Jianzhang, a veteran comprador, and the other is American Minister Tianbei Marshall.

As long as these two people come forward, things will turn around.

But the problem is, according to the information, at this time the old comprador Wu Jianzhang had already retired and returned to his hometown due to political struggle.

Ma Shali is still showing off in the Shanghai International Settlement.

Probably because it was too difficult to understand the complicated bureaucratic system of the Qing Dynasty. Whether it was the United States or the United Kingdom, officials stationed in China had always served for a long time.

For example, the Englishman Robert Hurd, who was in charge of the customs of the Qing Dynasty, worked for 50 years without any embezzlement at all.

After all, with such a fat errand, who can still be the best sheep leader, who would want to change the guard?

And if Zhu Fugui remembers correctly, this Minister Tianbei Mashali went to the court two months ago because of a note to the Prime Minister of the Qing Dynasty, Prince Gong Yixin, the Minister of State Affairs and Yamen Management, to protest the Qing Dynasty's interference in the internal affairs of the United States by improper means. newspaper.

Unexpectedly, this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes was a human trafficker in private.

Moreover, he has a close relationship with Wu Jianzhang, and nine out of ten he is also an opium dealer.

Sure enough, being a minister is just a profession, and holding money is the soul!

……

In the next few days, Zhu Fugui held several court meetings, but did not get any useful suggestions.

After all, I don't have any super-intelligent generals on my side, so I still have to rely on myself and the omnipotent Du Niang to figure out a solution.

After thinking about it, Zhu Fugui still felt that it was unreliable to find Wu Jianzhang, an old comprador.

As the saying goes, if you have the right to use it, it will become invalid after the expiration date.

The old Wu comprador who was kicked out of political struggle knows how much energy he still has in the court?

Not to mention influencing the decision of Luo Bingzhang, the chief official in the frontier.

No matter how you look at him, the former Kaido is not qualified, he doesn't have such a big face.

If anyone's face is good in "My Qing Dynasty", then of course it has to be a foreigner!

Therefore, Zhu Fugui thinks that the correct way should be to follow Marshali's way directly.

According to the virtues of Manchu officials, as long as the foreigner opens his mouth, let alone a few rebels, even good people will give it away.

As long as foreigners don't enter the city, don't bring warships, and don't protest to Beijing, everything is negotiable!

……

The route has been set, but it is not easy to fool Marsali.

Of course, it is not impossible to buy it directly in the name of the Donald Consortium, but it would be even better if it could be given for free.

The reason why Zhu Fugui was able to arbitrarily forge Tokugawa Yoshiki's credentials before was that it didn't matter what Xia Jiba wrote on it. This was because the White House was relatively unfamiliar with the Japanese shogunate.

Although there has been a black ship incident and Japan has been established, experts who are not specialized in traveling to Japan, such as the American William who was assassinated by Mori at the Nijin Wharf earlier, have no way to distinguish the authenticity of the shogunate letters.

But it is completely different to pass false news to Mashali, the American minister, in the name of Lincoln.

Whether it is the format of the document or the anti-counterfeiting password, if there is any mistake, it is impossible to deceive the other party.

No matter how he thought about it, Zhu Fugui felt a little helpless.

But speaking of the American who was stabbed to death by Morishita, Zhu Fugui remembered that besides this unlucky ghost, there seemed to be another American in military uniform.

What exactly is his name...

Zhu Fugui couldn't remember clearly.

But if I remember correctly, Hiroto Ii said at the time that this guy seemed to be the military attache of the US embassy in China, and he rushed from Shanghai to Edo because the shogunate and the Changzhou domain launched the Shimonoseki War?

Thinking of this, Zhu Fugui quickly sent someone to find Yijing Hiroshi, and also the American military attache's belongings.

Maybe from these things, you can find a little bit of room to make a fuss about.

……

While Zhu Fugui was still thinking about how to cheat, sneak attack, and prostitute the American ambassador to China, on the other side of the mainland, His Excellency Tang Sangui, the future Pingxi King of Ming Dynasty, was sitting in front of the old Vanderbilt, a business legend. Get out your well-made aluminum pen and sign your name on the contract.

On the other side, the old Vanderbilt, who was nearly seventy years old, glanced at his second son who was sitting on the side with satisfaction.

This good-looking second son, who gave birth to a daughter who is equally good-looking, but otherwise useless, brought him a huge surprise this time!

Vanderbilt Sr. struggled to stand on crutches. Chronic overeating caused him to suffer a small stroke three years ago.

Opening his fat arms enthusiastically, old Vanderbilt embraced Donald fiercely.

If they weren't all in suits, the scene would have looked like two malnourished sumo wrestlers wrestling.

"My friend, dear Mr. Donald, praise God, our business must be a marvelous win-win!"

"Dear Mr. Vanderbilt, on behalf of my boss, please allow me to wish you smooth sailing in your career transformation!"

"Haha, for sure, I believe in my own vision!"

Old Vanderbilt smiled confidently, changed the subject, and said, "By the way, my dear friend, President Lincoln will hold a ball in the evening to entertain the high-ranking people in New York. Are you interested in attending? I think whether it is New York The banker is still Mr. President himself, and you will definitely be welcomed!”

Donald froze for a moment, he was not interested in meeting any president.

After finally signing the contract, he just wanted to finish the other tasks ordered by Sleepy God early, and then go home early.

After leaving for more than a month, Donald already missed his passionate wife, well-behaved daughter, and that delicious soda.

"Dear Mr. Vanderbilt, I am very sorry, I have already made appointments with important friends this afternoon and evening..."

……

Leaving behind a few aluminum pans and spoons as gifts, Donald hurried away from the Vanderbilt estate.

He hired one of the most spacious carriages at the coach shop.

Taking out a whole box of instant noodles from the salute, Donald got into the carriage and drove towards the New York Navy Yard.

Chapter 143 Youth, Learning Achievements, Howling on the Island

New York Navy Yard.

Donald finally met the long-lost Asian face.

It's just that the atmosphere is a bit off.

On the pier, a group of strong Asian men were running around the wooden piles with their upper bodies naked in the severe cold of North America in January, showing slightly protruding muscles, with sun and moon headbands tied on their heads.

"Running towards the rising sun, this is our youth!"

It was Wang Zhonghuang who shouted loudly, although it was already afternoon.

This once shy Chinese laborer has now been infected by someone, and has become full of vigor and youthfulness.

Behind him, Noichiro Morishita gave a thumbs up: "Chuhuang-san, your youth serving the Holy Emperor is as hot as mine, let us sweat and let our youth bloom together in this land of Miriken!"

……

Donald watched all this dumbfounded, and waited until all the naval reserve officers had completed today's afternoon training, and then let the coachman carry the noodles together to work for the army.

As the party leading the way, Tang Sangui is due to serve Wang Shilao's army.

[Gluttony Sa Authentic Snack Shop] Sanwu customized instant noodles, brewed in hot water, plus a small piece of sausage and half a marinated egg per person, the tangy aroma immediately diffused on the pier.

The US Navy next door is crying!

A group of white men drooled through the fence, very much like ordinary people waiting to pick up garbage outside the US military bases in South Korea and Japan 100 years later.

But these American sailors are not so ragged and pale.

The grain production in the northern states is very high, and it is no problem for the sailors to eat enough.

But the glamor of the modern food industry is enough to make even picky Yankees salivate.

Considering that there was still nearly half a month of study time, Wang Zhonghuang ordered someone to boil another pot of water and sent a bowl of noodles to each of the white instructors.

All of a sudden, Miri and his family were happy and harmonious, and the happy scene was staged in advance on New York Harbor.

The group of samurai sent by Tokugawa Yoshiki was originally for them to learn how to drive a warship, so Morishita and others all have a certain level of learning skills.

Although Wang Zhonghuang and the others had weaker foundations, they were selected by Zhu Fugui from among the dwarfs in the school. They passed the literacy test and learned basic mathematics and geometry.

Just like the foreign students sent by China and Japan during the Westernization Movement and the Meiji Restoration era, they had a strong sense of mission and enthusiasm for serving the country, overcame various difficulties, and eagerly learned advanced Western knowledge. The degree of hardship is far beyond what foreigners can imagine.

Of course, in addition to this, I have to say that the more critical thing is the talent of the race.

160 years later, if the track and field are almost all black, then the counting Olympics, even the US counting Olympics team, are all Asian faces.