Maple leaves, daisies, roses and irises

You are to obey those who lead you, and be submissive.

Matthew was amazed at the boy's strength.

Even though he was brought back by Mr. England as a trophy, Wang Jialong did not show too much fear of the new environment—at most, he accidentally cried in front of Matthew on the day he first arrived, which is not important , Even he himself didn't seem to take it to heart.On the morning of the second day when Wang Jialong was brought in, Matthew thought that the other party would need some time to get used to it, but he didn't expect to see the boy from Dongfang coming down the stairs with a blank expression on his face, and walked to the dining table step by step.

"Good morning, Mr. Kirkland. Good morning, Mr. Matthew."

Wang Jialong greeted them politely, although in the way of the East hand over.Arthur Kirkland seemed very satisfied with his politeness, watched him take his seat, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you are already here with me, so don't follow your etiquette anymore. Teacher etiquette, I will help you find it, and I will help you find it." I will find a teacher to teach you other subjects, such as economics, music, etc., and forget about your culture in the future.”

The Dongfang boy paused, then nodded respectfully: "Yes, Mr. Kirkland."

Forgot your own culture and country?

Matthew was slightly surprised.Mr. England, you can really speak!

However, this young man from the East did not protest at all...

Matthew looked at Wang Jialong who was sitting opposite him.The other party seemed to be very reticent, and he didn't even make the tableware make too much noise when eating. Although the posture of using the knife and fork was strange to a certain extent...but it could still be seen that the other party was serious.

Hong Kong/Hong Kong is really trying to fit into this environment.

Matthew, who came to this conclusion, pursed his lips with mixed feelings.He didn't believe that the boy who was still suffering for his country yesterday would surrender so quickly. He could see in the eyes of the other party that he was as determined as his twin brother. Matthew believed that this boy would resist like Alfred ...So, the only reason why Hong Kong is so obedient is forbearance?

For Mr. England, this will obviously not be good news. Although Arthur Kirkland has no precautions, it is impossible for the empire on which the sun never sets, which has been above the world for hundreds of years, to not notice Hong Kong careful thinking.Matthew glanced at the man who was eating elegantly, quickly cleaned up his emotions, and concentrated on the breakfast in front of him.

Forget it... If Mr. England wants to see things and think about people so much, he can't control it, can he?

Arthur was really busy as he said, and he hurried back not long after. Before leaving, he once again solemnly asked Matthew to take care of Wang Jialong.

"Hong Kong is a very hard-working and talented kid. Over time, he will definitely become very good." The blond gentleman in a black trench coat said, "Williams, take good care of him and supervise his studies, understand?"

Matthew nodded, "I understand, Mr. England."

Arthur Kirkland smiled with satisfaction, and turned his gaze to the Oriental boy standing beside Matthew.Wang Jialong hadn't interrupted until now, seeing Arthur looking at him, he said respectfully: "I will not disappoint your expectations, Mr. England."

The gentleman's emerald green eyes narrowed, filled with a soft smile.Leaning on crutches, Arthur stretched out his white-gloved hand and pressed the brim of his hat, said goodbye to the two and turned to leave, "Goodbye, Williams, King."

England got on board.The driver respectfully closed the car door for him, then got into the driver's seat, whipped his whip and drove away.

Matthew looked at the golden head with a black top hat in the gorgeous carriage until the carriage was gone and he could no longer see it clearly.He lowered his head, and the young man in a neat suit was still looking indifferently at the direction of the carriage, but his eyes were empty and unfocused, obviously distracted.

"What are you thinking about?"

Wang Jialong regained his senses and looked up.The light brown-haired youth looked down at him with a smile, his blue eyes were as pure as a sunny day after rain.

"...Nothing. No big deal."

The Dongfang boy lowered his head, answered lightly, turned around and entered the room.Matthew closed the door, followed the other party to the living room, looked at the young man who was leisurely sitting on the sofa drinking tea, and smiled helplessly: "Hey, did you start to slack off right after Mr. England left? "

"So what am I going to do? Follow your instructions and learn all kinds of annoying courses?" Wang Jialong glanced at him and cursed secretly in Chinese, "What are you kidding, British/British. I only learned so few I'm getting tired of it the next day. Those letters are simply unreadable, how ugly! I still want to read Chinese."

Matthew raised his eyebrows with a smile, "Isn't this the path you chose?"

Wang Jialong did not answer immediately.He raised his head, slowly drank the remaining herbal tea in the cup, then put down the cup and licked his lips.Matthew discovered that the learning ability and imitation ability of the oriental boy were so powerful, because the other party's every move was so perfect that it seemed to be carved out of the same mold as the blond and blue-eyed British gentleman.

"It's the path I chose, that's why I'm complaining, otherwise I wouldn't even say anything about complaining—" the oriental boy said, still with an indifferent expression on his face, he looked up at Matthew, "Complaining is In order to vent emotions, if you don't even complain, you are already numb."

"I will learn. Language, economy, art, music... all disgusting things will be learned, without you, a hypocritical colony like me, urging..." Wang Jialong turned his head away, his eyes were full of disdain and disgust for the people in front of him .

... Pretentious?

Matthew felt that he had a good reason to be angry, but facing such an indifferent oriental face, he couldn't express any anger, so he could only hold it silently in his heart.Although the other party doesn't look like him at all, his tone and eyes are really similar to his twin brother... just as stubborn and strong, but they are still under the rule of the same person.

So, what will it develop into?I'm so curious.

"In that case, let's get ready." Matthew took out his pocket watch, looked at it, and said to Wang Jialong with a smile, "It's 29:[-] in the afternoon, and your etiquette teacher will come in [-] minutes, please get ready Your own stuff."

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"It's really disgusting, those long-nosed bastards in Tsar/Russia, all of them speak better than they sing, in fact, the water in their stomachs is so black that it can be used as ink! ①"

As soon as he entered the door, the British gentleman roared angrily, grabbed the fringed gloves on his hands and threw them on the ground.Matthew quickly picked it up for him, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Calm down, Mr. England...this is not a duel..."

"Calm? I'm very calm!" Arthur snorted coldly, walked to the sofa and sat down, "Fortunately, I won in the end. If I want to drag it on, I will rush to Ke/M/Lin/ Palace and use a goat The dry dung of that white-haired, smiling man's mouth!"

Matthew was really shocked, "Mr. England! Your wording is too indecent! Even if you hate the Tsarist/Russian guy, you can't lose your demeanor for it!"

"Hmph..." Obviously, after the anger passed, Arthur also noticed his aggressive words, and his haughty face flushed, "But that guy should not come to trouble Europe in a short time, that's enough... It's so tiresome! Hey, Williams," the man held the top hat he took off and squinted at Matthew, "Where's the king? Where did he go?"

"Ah, Mr. England, it's like this, he has an art class at this time, so he is not at home..."

"Really, then speaking of it, this matter is much easier to handle..." Arthur rubbed his forehead irritably, "Don't tell Hong Kong/Hong Kong. I plan to go to Qing Dynasty again in a few days."

Matthew brought him warm black tea, "What are you going to do?"

"Ah... that's right, the "Wang/Xia Treaty/Treaty" between the United States/United States of America and the Qing Dynasty can be slightly changed after 12 years, and I also want to fight for the "Nan/Jing Treaty/ The eligibility for changes in the Covenant..." Arthur paused, showing a sneer, "Well, it shouldn't be about fighting for... persecution. The Qing Dynasty has to agree to me whether it wants to or not."

Matthew looked at the extremely confident Empire on which the sun never sets, and opened his mouth. In the end, he could only respectfully say, "I wish you success."

"It must go well." England picked up the black tea and drank it slowly, "How is Hong Kong doing recently? Did he understand everything he learned?"

"That child has been studying hard all the time, and his English is getting better and better, and his grades in homework are also very satisfactory." Matthew replied with a smile, "He is a very obedient child."

"Yeah, I think so too." Arthur looked at the tea in his cup and smiled inexplicably, "It's not like your twin brother, is it, Williams?"

……

Matthew felt that it was becoming more and more difficult for him to figure out the other party's mind recently.

Just like now, Mr. England should be implying something when he said this... But he couldn't understand the deep meaning of the other party's words at all!

"...Yes." In the end, he could only answer like this.

"Hong Kong...is really a child I hold in my palm obediently." Mr. England smiled contentedly, put the teacup on the table, and stood up, "When will he come back?"

Matthew looked at his pocket watch, "Usually by this time, he's already back... But it doesn't rule out the time to ask questions after class. It should be soon. If Mr. England has something to ask him, you can wait a little longer."

"Okay, I'll go upstairs to rest first." Arthur took off his dusty coat and hat and handed it to Matthew, and put his stick aside, "He called me."

Matthew bowed deeply: "Yes, Mr. England."

The British gentleman went upstairs step by step, walked to the clean guest room, closed the door and prepared to have a good sleep.Matthew was about to give the clothes in his hands to the servants to wash, when he heard a slight sound coming from the door, he took a closer look: Wang Jialong.

The other party's face was ugly like a ghost, it was obviously still the same paralyzed face, but it gave people the illusion that it had been distorted.Wang Jialong's brown eyes widened, his lips were tightly pressed together, he held on tightly to the door frame, and said word by word: "Yinglan, do you still want to find big brother?"

Seeing the other party like this, Matthew secretly screamed that it was not good.He said helplessly: "This is Mr. England's decision, it's none of my business."

"You can obviously dissuade him."

"But I know he won't listen, because in his eyes, I'm just a humble Native American."

Hong Kong fell silent.Matthew waited for a while, then smiled and said, "If you really don't want him to go, you can persuade him yourself."

"Impossible!" Unexpectedly, Wang Jialong said suddenly and decisively. He shook his head dejectedly, "Impossible, absolutely impossible... It is absolutely impossible for England to listen to me!"

"When he brought me back, he said, 'You are not allowed to bring anything from the Qing Dynasty to England. I want you to belong to Great Britain with all your heart'. He never forgot about me. If I plead with him for the sake of my elder brother, his determination to invade the Qing Dynasty will be even stronger!"

"Please, Williams..."

The young man in front of him stubbornly refused to reveal his emotions too much, and looked at Matthew with piercing eyes.Matthew stood there in embarrassment. Before he could speak, Wang Jialong's face suddenly turned pale as if he had seen something terrible.

coming……

Matthew sighed.

Upstairs, the British gentleman's cold voice came: "Wang, you are right, I just don't want you to be concerned... one or two are like this, you are too, and Jones is too... In the end, it will be for myself Want something to betray me."

The young man trembled slightly, lowered his head and dared not make a sound.Accompanied by the sound of high-end leather boots stepping on the wooden steps, England walked down slowly step by step, and patted Matthew as he walked past him: "You are doing well...Williams."

...I always feel that... I will be completely hated by that child...

Matthew thought helplessly.But it's not his fault...Mr. England is deliberately trying to make Hong Kong hate him.

England walked up to the boy, sneered, and grabbed the boy's shoulder, "Hong Kong, you don't need to ask Williams for anything. No one can control the will of Great Britain—— no matter who!"

The blond man hit hard.Wang Jialong inhaled slightly in pain.Matthew stepped forward and said worriedly: “Mr. England, he is still a child!”

"Child? That's right, it's a kid, maybe it's a lamb or a wolf cub!" The blond man let go of the Dongfang boy with a cold snort.

Wang Jialong took a few steps back, clutching his sore shoulder, and looked at Arthur warily and in horror.The powerful man who was stared at was full of disdain, and he could no longer find the tenderness he had shown towards the young man in the east. He sneered and said, "I advise you to give up your small thoughts and obediently work under the hands of Great Britain! Great Britain!" Qing is over, don't think about the man who was ruined by opium! Your little tricks are not worth mentioning in the eyes of my Great Britain!"

Wang Jialong's face was ugly, not because of England's contempt for him, but because of the extremely disgusted tone of the other party when he talked about the Qing Dynasty. "Don't talk about big brother in that tone! Big brother won't die. Big brother has survived for so many years, how could he be knocked down by you! You don't understand at all!"

It's over, to accuse Mr. England/Gland with such words...

Matthew closed his eyes.

Sure enough, Arthur Kirkland laughed like he heard some joke, "I don't understand? My honorable young master, when I was drifting at sea, displaced, and living a life of blood licking every day, you and your elder brother should Are you still drunk and dreaming in the gorgeous palace? I don’t understand? What a big joke! Don’t think how noble you are, the East will become our thing sooner or later, and so will your elder brother!”

England looked down at Hong Kong proudly, "Give up resistance, you just need to accept the gift from Great Britain."

……

Matthew looked nervously at the two people at the door.He really wanted to say something to mediate, but the tense atmosphere between the two made him unable to intervene at all, so he could only stand aside and watch anxiously.

Hong Kong, don't do anything stupid...

The oriental boy outside the door looked directly at the arrogant blond man, his eyes were burning with anger, and he clenched his hands tightly.After a long time—in Matthew's eyes, it seemed that half a century had passed—Wang Jialong lowered his head, and said a few words abruptly: "Observe, Mr. England."

"You will forget your big brother?"

"Yes, sir."

"You will forget your language?"

"Yes, sir."

"You will forget your customs?"

"Yes, sir."

"So, tell me, who are you?"

The Dongfang boy paused, as if he didn't understand how the other party asked him to answer.After a while, he lowered his head lower and said word by word: "I am Hong Kong. It is a colony of England."

Matthew's heart skipped a beat.

The British gentleman laughed in satisfaction when he heard the words, and raised his brows high, "Good boy."

In October 1856, because the application to change the treaty 10 years after the "Nanjing Treaty/Treaty" was rejected, England led troops into the Qing Dynasty under the pretext of "Asia/Roman/National/Treaty/Treaty" and launched the first The second opium/film war/war.

On the day when the war started, the weak oriental boy was living as usual, taking the courses he should have taken.But Matthew inadvertently saw the desperate to numb emotion in Hong Kong's eyes when he looked west from the window.

Note ①: The K/R/M/Ya war, the war between the European gang and Lucia in 2333, Lucia lost in the end

The author has something to say: ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah I always feel that it has become an oriental special session... and the word count is so high that this chapter did not write the two crows orz

In the next chapter, if you write Hong Kong Aberdeen again, you will not be able to write again... The protagonist of this article is Matthew (Yuanmu

In short, no matter who is the road to independence, it is currently endless~