Chapter 632: Xian Yaotou: I want to stir up the storm, I am a hero of the Kingdom of Heaven! (please order, please vote)
When the gas lights on Broadway Street in New York were lit one by one in the twilight, a brand new four-wheeled carriage ran over the granite pavement of Chinatown. Xianfeng lifted the velvet curtain and saw a western-style building with Chinese-style eaves brackets on the west four-story western-style building - the cross and Tai Chi diagram blended in stained glass windows, and the stone unicorn squatting at the eaves were stepping on a cross-stitch under the claws. The Archdiocese of the East Coast Diocese arrived!
"Fourth brother, this is Lei Laohu's Hongmen Banquet." Sushun reached out and touched the revolver hidden under the black robe. Zeng Jia Linshu's right hand tightly held the hilt of a Shun knife, while Chiyoko was holding a ninja knife.
However, Xianfeng looked calm and did not take "stealing the Little Prophet seriously" at all. Seeing the three of them nervously, he said with a smile: "Don't worry, isn't it just a book? King Luo Wu regards the Little Prophet as a sugar bean hair. If it is clearly stated, he is not afraid of people stealing it to read it. What he is afraid of is a pile of wooden fish underneath, and he will not use it in his hands with a good secret! "
When he spoke, the carriage had already stopped. And when Sushun and Zeng Jia and Linshu heard what Xianfeng said, they felt a little relieved. The Little Prophet's Book seemed to be that Xianfeng was not going down from heaven, as long as it had nothing to do with Xianfeng's escape from the heaven, it would be a little problem.
"Okay, it's here!" Xianfeng smiled and pushed open the car door, "Let's go. Let's meet Lei Laohu now! By the way, leave all the guys in the carriage. It's not necessary!"
Looking at Xianfeng's confident appearance, Sushun, Linshu, and Chiyoko all left behind the guys, walked into the East Coast Archdiocese of the Zhenyoupai without his hands. Then, they regretted it! The muzzles of the thirty 1841 Mississippi flintlocks were waiting for them behind the cast iron gate of the church.
Lei Laohu's eyes were filled with cold light under the gas lamp. Huang Shiren, wearing a bishop's red robe behind him, was playing with a mahogany abacus. The abacus beads made people feel panicked.
"Zhao Si, do you know your guilt?" Lei Laohu's voice echoed under the dome.
Xianfeng calmly sat down on the bench, knocking his fingers on the teak armrest: "I know the guilt? I want to ask, what have you done with the Little Prophet in the past year? Have you ever won over a decent person over the past year? If I hadn't fooled Mississippi's federal senator Davis with the oil field location in the Little Prophet, you wouldn't have even had a result that could be reported up!"
Su Shun and Zeng Jia Linshu looked at each other and were a little guilty - is this Senator Davis really that important?
"You!" Lei Laohu's fist hit the sermon stage, "That is a holy object given by the angel, how dare you?"
"The angels gave holy objects to make a difference!" Xianfeng suddenly stood up and walked around with his hands behind his back, "rather than letting you use it as a decoration in the shrine!"
He turned around and looked at the thirty true "crusaders" with guns, then walked to Lei Laohu and Huang Shiren, and lowered his voice: "It's April 1858 now, and there are three years left. The United States will fight the Civil War! If we can't hurry up and see these three years, how can we stir up the situation? If we can't hold on and stir up the situation well, when the white people fight, we should fight against us."
Huang Shiren waved his hand violently, and Linshu retreated from the thirty gunmen and Su Shun in the lobby, and then whispered: "You speak lightly, just one Davis."
"Just just Davis?" Xianfeng sneered, "He is the most influential senator in the south, the future presidential candidate for the Confederacy. He is also a Democratic leader. President Buchanan, who is now in North Korea, is also a Democratic Party and is a member of Davis! In addition, Davis can lead a large number of states in the south of the United States to rebel together in the future. Can he have fewer members? Such a person is more than one hundred and one thousand of those useless second and third-rate figures!"
He took out a parchment booklet from his arms, "This is a copy of the Little Prophet Book, which clearly states: In April 1861, the south will shell Fort Sumter. There are only three years left! You have time to talk about the book with me for nothing, so think carefully about how to support Davis!"
The church suddenly became quiet, Lei Laohu's fist relaxed, and Huang Shiren gently pulled the abacus beads.
"Then how are you going to support this Davis?" Huang Shiren finally asked.
A glimmer flashed in Xianfeng's eyes: "Money and arms!"
He said firmly: "The weakness of the south is that it lacks money and arms, and its strengths are some elite soldiers. The United States is generally strong in the north and weak in the south. Among them, the northern states have a population of more than 20 million, while the southern states have only about 9 million slaves, of which 3.5 million are still black slaves. This situation is a bit like the Three Feudal Rebellion. Do you know how Wu Sangui can win in the Three Feudal Rebellion?"
"ah?"
"Why did you get Wu Sangui up?"
This question really caught Lei Laohu and Huang Shiren. Although they both read some books, they didn't know much about the situation of the Three Feudal Rebellion - Luo Yaoguo's lecturer class did not teach this, and the original private schools in the Qing Dynasty were even less taught.
"Wu Sangui must fight and decide quickly," Xianfeng "knows Wu Sangui the best." He waved his hand, "I have to concentrate my strength before the Qing Dynasty recovers from its consciousness. And it is the same for Davis. He has to make a quick decision after the Civil War begins, and it is best to enter Washington and New York City in one go."
Lei Laohu and Huang Shiren were a little confused when they heard this.
No matter how bad Xianfeng is, he is still a devastating king who has practiced the country! And their level is too low, neither has advanced practical experience nor knows theories.
Xianfeng then said to the two: "If we want to help Davis fight and decide quickly, we will have to hurry up and help Davis get money in the past two or three years. With money, we can buy guns, cannons and ammunition. In this way, we can make a concerted effort when the Civil War starts and there is no preparation in the north!"
"good!"
A cheer came from behind an open side door. Xianfeng turned his head and saw Rinko, who had not seen for many days, walking out with a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe and yellow turban. The middle-aged man had white face and long beards, a Colt revolver with a gem inlaid on his waist, and an emerald cross hanging on his chest.
"See the Southern King!" Lei Laohu and Huang Shiren turned around and worshiped the man at the same time - this man turned out to be the Southern King Feng Yunshan!
Feng Yunshan actually came to New York!
Xianfeng was stunned for a moment. Could it be that Feng Yunshan came for the American Civil War that would only take place three years later? The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom’s plan for the United States seems to be quite small!
"Zhao Si, you said it very well!" Feng Yunshan looked at Zhao Si with admiration. Although this man was not good-looking, he was indeed a talented person. He nodded and said, "But remember, we are not here to help the south win this war."
King Feng Nan walked to the altar and said with his back: "What we want is to make this war fight longer, the better. Only by trapping the United States in the quagmire of civil war can we gain a foothold in this new continent. If our people can stand firm on the west coast of the United States, then there will be no Americans in the future in the Pacific."
A trace of surprise flashed in Xianfeng's eyes - the reason why the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom expanded into the Americas was to control the Pacific Ocean? Is it because the word "Taiping" in its name?
"The Southern King is wise." Xianfeng bowed and saluted, "In addition to Senator Davis, he also has several friends in the New York bank securities circle. They should be able to help Davis sell Pennsylvania oil companies before the Civil War, and they should be able to sell 20 million US dollars. If the money can be exchanged for arms before the war begins, it might be possible to catch the north by surprise."
"Wait," Feng Yunshan's eyes lit up, "You still have friends in the bank and securities circle? Who are they?"
"There are three brothers with the surname Lehman and one with the surname Morgan," said Xianfeng. "It was Senator Davis who introduced them to me. I told them about the stock and bond plummeting in the United States in 1857, and helped them make another profit, Davis and O'Connor!"
"Okay, okay!" Feng Yunshan shouted "Okay". In fact, this time he did not plan for the American Civil War three years later, but came to the United States for the ongoing financial game between the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and the Western Consortium.
Although the main battlefield of this financial game is in East Asia and Shanghai, there are many places that can decide the outcome of the struggle, and the United States is one of them. The United States produces a lot of gold and is also a major grain-producing country. Although the cost of transporting grain from the east coast of the United States to China is too high, when the financial war is jealous, it is still a huge investment!
So Luo Yaoguo sent a telegram to Feng Yunshan, who had just signed the Treaty of Berlin, who was about to return to the East, asking him to go to the United States and try to contact the financiers in New York.
Feng Yunshan didn't know how to deal with it, so he brought Rinko and wanted her to use the beauty trick. Unexpectedly, Zhao Si came out, who had already fooled Davis, the boss of the US Senate, into a real-time contract, and also made friends in the financial industry in New York, USA.
"Zhao Si, you are really a hero of my Taiping Heavenly Kingdom!" Feng Yunshan smiled and took out an enamel tobacco box from his sleeve and handed it to Xianfeng. "There is a volume of "The Little Prophet" here, which is exactly the same as the one in Lei Laohu's hand, and handed it to you from now on, you and Lei Laohu will be in charge of the True Talk on the East Coast!"
"His Highness Xie Nan cultivated it!" Xianfeng immediately lifted up his robe and knelt for Feng Yunshan.
Feng Yunshan patted his shoulder and smiled and said, "Get up and follow the Kingdom of Heaven. There will be benefits in the future." He encouraged a few words and said, "Arrang to me, I want to meet the three Lehmans, Morgan and the two senators!"
Chapter completed!