Volume VIII 1182 Nanyang Chinese Wind and Thunder

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"Repression? Do you have dung in your head! What do you mean by the Russians and the indigenous monkeys, why should we in Britain wipe our butts? What do you mean that you want our empire and the Russians to be tied to a chariot of interests?"

The angry governor roared frantically, and scolded the clerk for a bloody head.

"The Chinese outside are not stupid, their protest has been going on for four hours now, do you see an incident of smashing and looting? No, not a single one!"

"This shows that these Chinese can still distinguish the difference between Russia and our Britain, they know that there is a debtor and a debtor, if we choose to suppress, isn't this tying the noble empire of the sun never setting with those barbaric Tsarist Russia? Are you a stupid pig!"

After venting, the governor gasped and shouted, "Send the order, send an interpreter to shout along the street...... First, let's just say that we, the British colonial government, are aware of the Chinese people's grievances, and we will consider them carefully!"

"Second, tell the Chinese, the British and the Russians have no connection with each other, they are them and we are us, and even the relationship between Britain and Russia is not so good!"

"Thirdly, the Lion City does not accept any violent acts of smashing and looting, if the Chinese dare to make trouble, we will immediately suppress it, please don't take our friendliness as weakness!"

"Fourth......" said the governor here, a trace of helplessness appeared on his face, "Fourth, you go and ask these Chinese, what do they want to do? The Russians are at war with them, why do they come to protest with the British? This reason doesn't make sense!"

Soon the interpreters of the Doge's Palace entered the protesting crowd and delivered the Governor's four-point statement to all the Chinese, demanding that order be restored to the city within three hours.

It should be said that the British governor's response this time was still very decent, without provoking the Chinese and not backing down too much, and he was as sophisticated and sleek as a fox.

All the Chinese had only one voice, demanding that Britain maintain its independence during the whole incident, that Britain promise not to unite with the princely kings, and that they would not send troops to suppress the Chinese uprising in Borneo.

When the Governor heard the Chinese people's complaints, he looked sternly at the officials in the study, and he was shocked in his heart, why did he receive a letter of help from the Kingdom of Brunei yesterday, and today the Chinese people have broken out in demonstrations? There are traitors, damn these Chinese must have corrupted my men with money.

Eventually, the British governor made a statement to the 70,000 Chinese, reiterating that the British had nothing to do with the Russian expedition, that they did not want to form an alliance with Russia, and that they had no plans to send troops to Borneo for the time being...... But he also hoped that all parties in Borneo would remain sensible, and that war would not help to de-escalate the situation......

Balabala is a diplomatic rhetoric, but the final meaning is clear, that is, Britain will not interfere for the time being and maintain absolute neutrality. This is what the 70,000 Chinese wanted, and the crowd suddenly reveled.

"All Chinese businesses have donation boxes...... All military donations from Chinese residents are centralized in Lotte Bank...... Procurement of arms and the hiring of Chinese soldiers...... Go north to support Borneo!"

The streets were filled with the roar of Chinese fanaticism, and the Lion City went completely mad. People crowded into the major Chinese trading houses, bringing together their years of continuation, and at that moment there was only one voice in the crowd.

"Today we save the Chinese brothers in Borneo, that is, tomorrow we will save ourselves in the Lion City! The Chinese people in the world are one family, and the prime minister's Chinese code has told us this truth! Saving others is saving ourselves, don't say anything, let's break the house and raise funds!"

In the afternoon of the same day, the total amount of military fundraising in the Lion City reached 4.8 million Ryukyu silver dollars, and the hall of Lotte was already full of silver mountains.

"Arms, arms! We need arms!"

"Supplies, supplies! We want war supplies!"

"Young and strong, young and strong, we want the bravest warriors!"

"Sea ships, sea ships! The Lion City requisitioned all the sea ships to the north to transport troops!"

The silver mountains of fundraising are rising and shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, procurement contracts are flying to the major businesses in South Asia, weapons from Western arms dealers are almost purchased at high prices, and all the empty merchant ships in the docks are hired at high salaries to transport Chinese youth.

The Lion City is just a microcosm of the storms in the entire South Seas, and the Chinese in Sumatra, Java, Sunda Islands, Luzon, Mindanao, Myanmar, Thailand, Annam and other places have also taken action.

The protests have been rising one after another, the number of military donations has been increasing, and the number of young people who have left for Borneo has been rolling upward.

The native kings of Borneo were completely dumbfounded, especially the king of Bo Ni, who found that the Chinese soldiers in the reclamation area such as Bai Layi were fighting more and more, and the weapons and equipment were becoming more and more advanced, and what was even more incredible was that the British who had been paying the most attention to this place suddenly became silent.

No matter how urgent the letter for help was, no matter how high the price offered, it could not touch the hearts of the British, and the king of Brunei was completely overwhelmed.

Are the British really afraid of the protests of the Chinese? This question is definitely negative in the UK, but they will definitely not give you a correct answer while denying it, and you need to guess every qiē, including Xiao Lotian to carefully figure out and judge.

The Ryukyu Prime Minister's Mansion, since Sakamoto Ryoma's defection, has been shrouded in a strange atmosphere, and with the arrival of bad news, the Prime Minister's temper has become more and more irritable.

Xiao Letian's roar was often heard in the study, countless high-ranking officials were scolded by him, and the girls such as Qingwen in the inner house did not dare to get close to the study for half a step, Xiao Letian had not met them for a long time.

Don't look at Qingwen's appearance as a little pepper on weekdays, but she doesn't dare to mess around in front of Xiao Letian when she really encounters a big event. No, even she wanted to send Xiao Lotian a bowl of nourishing soup was blocked.

Wearing thick cotton gloves, Qingwen holds a steaming large casserole, which is boiled fragrant seafood porridge, fragrant rice from the South Seas, dried shrimp, grouper fillet, crab roe, scallops, sea cucumber...... and other nourishing things, I have been boiling for more than an hour, and now is the most delicious time to eat.

But no matter how Qingwen pleaded, the two guards guarding the study just shook their heads, "Madame, don't embarrass me, it's easy to say anything in normal times, but in the past few days, the prime minister has issued a strict order, and no one can disturb him without his summons...... Not even the Four Heavenly Kings!"

Qingwen was so anxious that she was about to cry, "I don't go into the inner study, I put the porridge in the outer room, and I just look at him through the window, can't I?

The guards wanted to let them go but they didn't dare, and at this moment, they suddenly heard a loud bang in the courtyard, followed by Xiao Letian's roar.

"Fart! You fart! How could Bai Layi be attacked? How could my gold and military rations be thrown away? What idiot is this lying about the military situation, pull it out and shoot it!"

There was another loud bang, and I don't know what was smashed again, followed by Wang Huaiyuan's empty coughing and impatient arguments.

"Prime Minister...... cough cough cough ...... Anger won't help, things have to be resolved! Our CIA has made a brand new plan modification based on this accident, please take a look!"

"I don't look at it...... Where's my grain! Where's my gold! Send troops to get Ryoma Sakamoto back! I'm going to chop him up with my own hands......"

Suddenly, Wang Huaiyuan burst out with an angry roar: "Enough! Please calm down! The most difficult problem now is not Borneo, but Jiangnan! Jiangnan is in complete chaos! Whether or not our original plan should be carried out, you have to make up your mind!"