Chapter 592 Yang Xiuqing: I must be the fourth son of Heavenly Father! (Please book, please vote)
Seoul, Changde Palace, Renzheng Hall.
Queen Victoria's Letter to the Lord of Korea (November 1856 at Windsor Castle)
“To the honorable King of the Eastern Kingdom of Heaven, His Highness Ximen, the fourth son of the Heavenly Father:
The light of revelation from Seoul to the banks of the Thames finally made me convinced that I was in the soul. I was indeed Mary of Nazareth in my previous life, and now I am back in the world in the name of Victoria. I heard that my brother was walking in the Father's way in the Far East and liberating millions of serfs, so I felt so relieved.
Today, we will give Armstrong's breech guns and ten composite steam engines. These are all condensed by the British Empire's craftsmen's hard work. If my brother wants to build a railway and start a mine, I will order engineers from Glasgow to cross the sea to help him. A carved version of the "Birmingham-Liverpool Railway Construction Record" is also attached, hoping to help my brother lay the tracks of heaven
If my brother's subjects need to learn the way of investigating things, I can send Professor Oxford to teach across the sea. May the Father protect you and make the two countries of Britain and Korea be like the brothers and feet on the banks of the Jordan River and so as to jointly nourish the holy grace.
Alexandra Victoria Maria's handwritten by her sister
It was raining heavily outside the Renzheng Hall of Changde Palace. When Daozi recited the queen's sheepskin letter in Chinese, twenty Armstrong cannons were covered by red cloth outside the exhibition hall. The model of the steam engine was already placed in front of King Yang Dong.
Yang Xiuqing stroked the model carefully made with brass, looking surprised: "Heavenly Father did not forget my king! I am indeed."
He no longer had any doubts about his identity! He pretended to be the fourth son of God alone, and he was the great god, but now the handwritten letter and gift from Queen Victoria of England are placed there.
This is not something he can jump out by himself!
In the letter, Queen Victoria claimed to be "sister" Alexandra Victoria Maria. This is impossible to be fake! Why should the queen of the British Empire play with him, Yang Xiuqing?
The stone that had been hanging in Yang Xiuqing's heart for many years finally landed. Yang Xiuqing, who was a little afraid of Luo Yaoguo's complaints from Heavenly Father and Brother Tian, ​​is no longer afraid now - Yang Xiuqing was still "Ximen Xiuqing" back then. When he and Brother Ji Du of Heaven rebelled in Palestine, did you, Luo Yaoguo, still don't know where you?
"Carl Heavenly Master!" Yang Xiuqing looked at Moore with a smile, "I dreamed about the time I spent with you last night. At that time, I was young and ignorant and didn't like to study, so I made you angry a lot."
His words were completely unfinished. After being translated into English, he made Sir Wenxian, Sir Sutton, Consul Styren and Bai Swen even more superstitious!
It’s impossible to be wrong. This Moore is the reincarnation of John the Baptist. John the Baptist is much older than Jesus Brothers. Simon must have been very naughty when he was a child and made John the Baptist angry a lot!
And Moore didn't know how to answer Yang Xiuqing for a moment.
He is now in someone else's palace! And this Yang Xiu is definitely a very progressive leader except for his over-supercreation. What he did in North Korea was something that the British Revolution, the French Revolution and the American War of Independence could not be achieved - they really wiped out the feudal remnants of North Korea and divided the land equally!
And the reason why he has made such progress is probably because of "superstition". So don't expose it!
Thinking of this, Moore could only nod in a vague way.
He nodded, and those old superstitions were convinced - this is "Prophet Moore"!
Yang Xiuqing said again: "Carl Tianshi, my sister, said in her letter to Victoria that she could help me build a railway and open a mine, but I don't know much about these. Can you give me some advice?"
Queen Victoria's thoughts, "Prophet Moore" certainly knew that she just wanted to support the Kingdom of North Korea to block the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom! Of course, she might really believe that she is the sister of Jesus Maria.
"His Highness of the East," Moore thought, "I have already told Daozi how to use Japan's funds and talents to develop North Korean industry. Now that the UK is willing to provide assistance, I will give you a few more suggestions."
"I would like to hear the details." Yang Xiuqing is still very looking forward to his "Teacher Carl".
"I think the biggest difficulty of North Korea's industrialization is that it is transportation in addition to lacking resources and funds." Moore said, "This time we came to Seoul from Busan. We traveled all the way for almost half a month. If there is a railway connection, we can reach it in half a day. Since the Queen of England has mentioned the railway, please ask her to mobilize British capital to invest in a railway from Busan-Seoul-Kaicheng-Pyongyang, linking the four most important cities on the Korean Peninsula with rail."
His words were translated into Chinese by Daozi. Yang Xiuqing nodded repeatedly when he heard this, but Maria, who was sitting beside Yang Xiuqing, frowned slightly. Waiting for Daozi to translate Moore's words into Chinese, he interrupted quietly: "Dongwang, British capital will not be a loser. If you use British capital to build the North Korean railway, you have to make money to make the built road, which is their property!"
Yang Xiuqing picked up his sparse beard and smiled and said, "If you don't make money, no one can guarantee it. How can you make a profit and lose money when doing business? But this railway is built by someone else's money, and of course it's their property, so there is no problem."
As he said that, he asked Moore again: "Carl Tianshi, this method of using British capital to build a railway is very good! Do you have any other tips to teach me?"
"You can also open a Busan commercial port to build a free market facing Japan," Moore said again.
"What is Free City?" Yang Xiuqing asked.
"It means allowing any capital to enter and exit freely and to buy industries freely. As long as it does not violate the laws of the Free City, anyone and any industry can be protected by the North Korean Heaven." Moore said, "When I was in Nagasaki, I was very painful to meet the workers of Japan, and the Japanese merchants were also oppressed by the feudal lords. I believe that if they could be given a piece of fully free land and let them play their best, they would definitely be able to create a career that was ten times more brilliant than in Japan. And their careers would be able to create a huge export for the North Korean Heaven. Considering that the North Korean Heaven will definitely import a large amount of foreign machines, equipment and raw materials in the next 10 or 20 years, and it is uncertain how long the gold inflow on the West Coast can remain, the North Korean Heaven must prepare for the future and cultivate the export industry as soon as possible."
Hearing Moore's roaring method of "helping North Korean heaven develop capitalism", Friedrich, who was sitting beside him, thought: "Although capitalism will surely perish, the wealth created by this system over the past hundred years is still quite amazing!"
The heavy rain outside the hall beat the glazed tiles like a dense drumbeat, and Moore finally finished the industrialization path he had envisioned for the North Korean heaven. When Consul Stiren suddenly stood up, the Dutch diplomat shouted in stiff official words: "His Royal Highness Dong, our country is willing to open the port of Amsterdam for the textiles produced by North Korea!"
Wen Xian also immediately stood up: "His Royal Highness, the Netherlands was once known as a sea coachman, and the Port of Amsterdam in the Netherlands is still the largest port on the European continent."
"Dongwang Mingjian!" Stillon wiped the sweat from his forehead, "As long as you promote a truce in Java, the Netherlands is willing to exempt all tariffs on silk and lacquerware produced by North Korea!"
Maria, who was standing beside her, suddenly snorted coldly: "You Dutch people should go to Tianjing if you want to seek a truce, not Seoul!"
The rice unfolded a map of Java brought by Liu Lichuan in time. The bright red marks in Batavia, Semarang and Surabaya sting Styren's eyes - these three big cities located in western, central and eastern Java now belong to the Javan Kingdom!
Yang Xiuqing looked at the Dutch consul with one eye: "The current situation on Java Island is beneficial to the Javan Kingdom. How do you Dutch people want to cease the war?"
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"We can acknowledge the rebels' occupation of Surabaya, the eastern port of Java!" Stillen said with difficulty, "but Batavia and Semarang must be retained."
"Why?" Maria looked at the Dutch consul, "There are very few troops left on Java Island, and the navy was also defeated in the Karitama Strait. Why do you let the Java Heavenly Kingdom return Batavia and Semarang? If you want to truce, admit that the Java Heavenly Kingdom possesses Batavia, Semarang and Surabaya!"
"His Highness Maria," Wen Xian persuaded, "Although the armed merchant ships of the Nanyang Trading Company defeated the Dutch East India fleet with bitter sour shells, the Dutch's maritime power and traditional influence are still there. If they are unwilling to truce, the war on Java will continue. This is not good for your colonization on Java! As far as I know, the Chinese account for less than 10% of the population of Java, and it may only be 5%. You need to immigrate to Java!"
Bai Siwen interrupted: "Jia is a good place, with a humid climate, a fertile land, and rice ripe three times a year. It can nourish people! If there are millions of acres on Java Island, it can transport 3 million stones of rice back to China every year!"
Maria swept across Bai Siwen with her blue eyes: "Then why don't we want the entire Java Island?"
Bai Siwen smiled and said, "You can't become a fat man in one bite. The Javan Kingdom must first have millions of Chinese people, and then it is possible to unify the island!"
Maria smiled and said, "But the armistice will only give the Dutch time to dispatch troops. There will be greater wars in the future and more people will die!"
Bai Siwen shrugged: "Die. There are 500 million people, are you still afraid of not being able to afford to die? The land in Java will eventually be watered by blood!"
Yang Xiuqing's one-eyed eyes swept across the face of the person who was arguing, an undetectable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his tone became gentle: "Okay, don't quarrel. I have always loved peace and I don't want to see the creatures betray and blood flowing into a river. So I decided to mediate the war between the Dutch East India and the Javanese kingdom." He looked back at Hong Renyu, "King, please accompany Sir Wen and the others to Tianjing. Tell the king what I mean: The war on Java can be suspended for one year, and Batavia should be returned to the Dutch!"
Chapter completed!