Maple leaves, daisies, roses and irises

I often encourage myself to always have a clear conscience towards God and man.

It has been a while since the end of the Opium/Pian/War and the triumphant return of Mr. England.During this period of time, Hong Kong studied harder and harder than before, which surprised England while delighting.

"Williams, what's the matter with that kid? Did you say something to him?" Arthur Kirkland asked, his blond hair was well maintained and shiny, "Why is he so..."

The blond gentleman seemed to be trying to find a word to describe the abnormality of the oriental boy during this time.Matthew held the white bear in his arms, waited for a while, then continued with a smile: "So obedient?"

Arthur Kirkland paused for a moment, then nodded, "Yes...what's wrong with Hong Kong?"

Matthew Williams understands the subtext of the other party-is Hong Kong/Hong Kong planning something?Is he trying to escape my grasp?

England/Gland cannot be blamed for being paranoid.Wang Jialong had originally expressed his support for the Qing Dynasty, even though Hong Kong/Hong Kong did not respond during the second Opium/Pian/War (actually there was, but England/England did not know) and thus temporarily won The trust of England/England, but after the great uprising of the Indian nation, England's vigilance towards the colonies under his name increased significantly.

When I got the news that India officially launched the national uprising, Mr. England was still occupying the land of the Qing Dynasty together with Mr. France.The man who was advancing to conquer with burning blood suddenly became angry.

"That group of disgusting black-skinned slaves dared to rebel against Great Britain?! It's a big joke to call that b/ha/du/ur the emperor!" Mr. France/Lancy said, desperately Holding England's arm prevented the other party from throwing things, "There will be no emperors in the colonies of Great Britain! Huh, controlling them through the East India Company is not strict enough! God, I can't even try to give them face! How eager they are to make themselves the property of Great Britain!"

England, which originally governed India through the East India Company, withdrew the virtual company after the failure of the Indian uprising, putting India directly under the control of England.

"Their failures are not all my business." Arthur Kirkland said with a smile later, "each has his own ideas, colludes with the enemy... Well, how many feudal lords who participated in the uprising were not like this? India / India This country deserves to be a colony of Great Britain!"

When he said this, he kept looking at Matthew Williams intently, as if he wanted to observe the other party's reaction.Just like now.

"Hong Kong...what do you want to do?"

The blond gentleman leaned against the painted railing upstairs, looking down at the light-brown curly-haired young man, his green eyes were obscure.

Matthew blinked and laughed.

"I don't know about that." The young man scratched his head and smiled harmlessly, "You should ask him yourself. You also know the character of that child...he is not a person who likes to talk to me."

Arthur looked at him. "...Forget it then." The blond gentleman turned around and went back to his room while saying this, "I won't ask myself. Anyway, I don't care what he thinks. He is different from India, he doesn't even have the strength to resist No."

The door was closed.Matthew looked at the closed door upstairs, and before he could look away, he heard the white bear in his arms say muffledly: "Canada, I think you should be careful of Mr. England."

Matthew looked at his pet, "Why, Xiong Erlang?"

"Mr. England gives me a bad feeling."

Matthew was amused by Xiong Erlang's deep tone.He pinched the other's furry cheeks, walked towards the garden with the white bear in his arms, and said with a smile, "The intuition is correct. But it's not something I think or should care about."

"So what does Canada want to care about?"

"Today's dinner, or the month when the maple leaves turn red..."

"You're so lacking in pursuit, Canada."

"Ha ha……"

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When receiving the news of Hong Kong's departure, Matthew grabbed his glasses from the bed in shock, lifted the quilt and got up, and while putting on his shoes, he asked the servant who reported the news: "When did the king leave?"

"Mr. Williams, you don't need to get up." The servant stretched out his hand to stop him, "Mr. England left Hong Kong with Hong Kong in the early morning and went to the east by boat. He specifically told you not to wait until you got up." Let you know."

"Tsk! What a hassle!" Matthew scratched his already disheveled hair irritably, "How long have they been gone?"

"They left the house at three o'clock in the morning."

three o'clock in the morning...

"What time is it now?"

"Seven forty."

... Mr. England must have disappeared!

Matthew asked unwillingly: "What if I get up in the middle of the night? Will you tell me?"

"No, Mr. Williams."

"Uh?"

"Mr. England said you don't get up too early, so we must have to wait until you are up to tell you."

……

Hahaha……

Matthew fell back on the bed, holding his forehead dumbfounded.

How he wanted to praise Mr. England/Glan's ingenuity!

"Why did Mr. England suddenly bring Hong Kong/Hong Kong back to the Qing Dynasty?"

"I'm sorry Mr. England didn't explain too much."

"Didn't say anything, just let me know they left when I got up?"

"Yes, nothing was said."

"……what!"

Matthew got dressed and opened the door.

The white bear with a stupid face stood outside the door, looking up at Matthew.The person stared at laughed, reached out and hugged his pet, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter, Xiong Erlang? What's the matter?"

The servant whispered goodbye to Matthew, turned and went downstairs.Xiong Erlang thought for a while and said, "Canada, we have guests."

"Guest? Who?"

"He is a man with the same blond hair as Mr. England but better maintenance than Mr. England, wearing a fancy military uniform, and a man with very beautiful blue eyes." It thought for a while, and added, "But there is no / Canada has beautiful blue eyes."

"..."

This kind of description... should be that one, right?

"Bonjour, my dear child~ I haven't seen you for so long, have you forgotten my brother? Matthew Williams." ①

Sure enough, as soon as Matthew came downstairs, he heard a very magnetic voice almost speaking in a beautiful voice.On the neat and delicate dark brown leather sofa, a man in a blue military uniform was holding a goblet full of red wine. His long golden hair was scattered on his shoulders, and it had an extremely beautiful luster under the sunlight outside the window.

Francis Bonofova was reclining on the sofa, with an astonishingly charming smile on his lips. "Brother, I really miss you, little Matthew~ How long has it been since we met? Time flies so fast, the little angels before have grown so big, but they are still pure and beautiful~ "

Matthew automatically blocked the pink brainwaves sent by the other party, and replied with a smile while hugging the white bear: "I think it's been nearly two centuries, Mr. Bonofova?"

"Yeah, two centuries, oops... Please allow me to sigh again, time flies so fast~" The blue-eyed Western European man put down his goblet, "Little Matthew, tell Brother France/France, you miss me Is it? My brother has been thinking about you~"

They haven't seen each other for two centuries, France/France said that he has always missed that humble colony.

Yet he never visited him.Not once.

Matthew looked directly at the other party's charming blue eyes, and smiled, "Mr. France/Lancy has thought of me, and I have thought of Mr. France/Lancy."

The blond man sighed and shook his head, "You shouldn't have answered like that, honey! At this moment you should have rushed over and hugged me, and said affectionately in your most beautiful and moving voice," he changed into a pitch-shifted sharp In a thin voice, "'Yes, I miss you, my beautiful Monsieur Bonofova'!"

...Is my voice like this?

Matthew maintained a good manner, walked over and sat across from him, and said helplessly, "Mr. Bonofova, please be realistic. Please."

"What a kid who can't stand a joke~" While saying this, the deliberate charm in Francis' eyes disappeared, and he showed a relaxed look, "Well, brother, I like you for that~ alright alright , I'm not kidding anymore, ahem." Seeing the embarrassed expression on the young man opposite, Francis coughed lightly and became serious.

"Really, talk like a mature man occasionally... ("Why do you say that, brother, I'm very mature~")" Matthew couldn't help but said, "Okay, then, what are you here for? What's the matter?"

"Ahh... I came to look for my green-eyed goblin, but when I came, I found out that he wasn't there... I thought I'd wait here for a while! That's how it happened~" Francis wrapped his fingers around himself unconsciously hair, "However, I am very happy to see my lovely angel during the waiting time~"

Matthew swore he must be covered in goose bumps right now. "Thank you very much, Mr. Bonofoire for his approval. So, may I take my leave for the time being?"

With the questioning words on his mouth, Matthew had already stood up, ready to leave this ghost place - he didn't want to stay with this man who carried a rose background with him for a second.But Mr. France/France's casual sentence stopped him, "Williams, don't you want to hear about yourself? About your independence?"

Matthew stopped as France expected.

"My independence?"

"Yes. That guy Kirkland won't let me tell, but I think you'd better get a general idea."

"Mr. England will tell you?"

"No, but he's drunk."

"..."

"To be precise, it's not your independence." The perfect Western European man flicked his hair, "Kirkland seems to have a tendency to make you his first dominion."

Matthew's eyes widened. "Dominion? So, Mr. England, what did he say then?"

"Let me think about it..." Francis tilted his head and thought for a while, cleared his throat and was about to speak when Matthew's cold voice came over: "Imitating Mr. England's tone and actions at that time is unnecessary. ,Grateful."

"...Understood." France/Lancy smiled awkwardly, "Kirkland's words are very vague, I can only hear a little bit, you understand, that guy is like that when he's drunk... Uh, it probably means , the increase in Hong Kong's resistance awareness and the uprising in India/India made him feel that blindly ruling may not be a good thing, and the recent surge in the strength of the United States/U.S. will soon surpass him, which makes him need to put more Focus more on developing your country's national strength..."

"that is it?"

"Also, Kirkland thinks you—his exact words were 'I didn't say that guy Williams was good', but I think that says it all—he thinks you and Australia are The two most peaceful people in his jurisdiction will make your self-government more at ease. And recently the people in your territory are more troubled than Australia/Da/Australia-the dispute between the British and the French-making you a British/ Dominions under the Federation/Confederation do not seem to be a bad thing."

Matthew Williams fell into a long silence.

In fact, it is not that he has not thought of independence.When his land was divided and the blood of the Indian people was splashed, he thought about the future of independence.This is a dream he has had since he was a child, but it is precisely because it is too beautiful and illusory that he is stunned and at a loss when this dream is right in front of him.

Independence is at hand.He understands that the Dominion is only the first step towards independence, and if he continues to develop like this, sooner or later he will be independent from England like his twin brother.He's a man, and he's excited for this seemingly wonderful future.

"Don't think too much, don't put too much pressure on yourself, Williams. Everything hasn't been settled yet. This is just my speculation, and Kirkland only has this idea, and the real implementation is still uncertain."

Matthew recovered.The blond man propped his chin lazily with one hand, his well-maintained face seemed to have a hazy light.

"Mr. France/France..." After thinking for a long time, Matthew finally decided to ask, "Why did you tell me?"

"...Why? You asked me why?" Francis blinked in surprise at first when he heard this question, and then Francis laughed uncontrollably, with his ruddy lips pursed into a nice arc.

"Don't you understand? My dear Williams..." The other party put his index finger against his lips, and smiled very seductively, "This is my brother's love for my lovely angel☆ah~"

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"Eh? That bloody red wine bastard came!?"

The English gentleman's eyes widened in disbelief, like a cute cat with fried fur.Matthew nodded, "Yes, Mr. France/France said he was here to find you, but he left without waiting for you—"

"It doesn't matter!!" said Arthur Kirkland through gritted teeth. "Tell me which chair he sat on?

"……"what?

Looking at the angry British/British, Matthew shook his head helplessly.

Whether Mr. France/France's words are true or not, it doesn't matter.

He just needs to think about his people.

That's enough, isn't it?

Note ①: Uncle Fa came to find Meimei and chatted with Matthew, which has no historical nature.It's just a brain hole ^_^

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