The next morning, the Burmese Palace. Meng Ji was walking quickly in the house, and the servants were kneeling on the ground, with their faces close to the ground to avoid becoming the target of the king's anger.

"The Ambassador of the British Empire is here!" With the loud sound of the sound, Jilins walked in quickly. Today, his face was full of smiles, as if he was in a particularly good mood. He was still six or seven meters away from Meng, so he took off his top hat, gave an elegant bow, and said in unskilled Burmese language, "Great Your Majesty, the Queen's humble servant saluted you!"

Meng Ji stared at Jilins fiercely, without saying a word for a while, and Jilins also maintained an elegant demeanor and smile, looking at him quietly. Suddenly, Meng Ji asked loudly: "You tell me, who attacked Dashun's Malay Maid Office last night and killed Zhao Youting Chief Shin?"

Jilins carefully listened to the translation beside him and smiled and replied: "Dignity Your Majesty, I am just coming to your beautiful capital as a guest. I am very grateful for your generous and attentive hospitality. As for the unfortunate incident that happened last night, the only thing I can say is that I feel very regretful of the unfortunate experience of Shunguo's misfortune! "

Meng Ji's black face instantly turned black and purple, but he gradually controlled his emotions. Finally, Meng Ji sat back on the throne in depressed manner and whispered: "Okay, let's confess!"

Jilins blinked, spread his hands and smiled, "His Majesty, I agree very much with this. Sincerity is a Christian virtue!"

"Although I have no evidence to prove that you are related to the attacks encountered by the magistrate's office in Shunguo's Protective School last night, there is no doubt that if our country's Heshunguo is in trouble, there is no doubt that the British Empire will be the biggest beneficiary, isn't it?"

The smile on Jillins' face disappeared, and he raised his head and replied arrogantly: "His Majesty, as the humble servant of Her Majesty, I want to remind you one thing: the British Empire and you have nothing to do with the Kingdom of Burma. We have come here just to trade equally and gain the power to spread the faith of God. The British Empire has no intention of occupying your territory, nor has the requirement to demote your country to a vassal. On the contrary, you are now

The ability to rank high in the supreme position is not without the slightest power of the warriors of the empire. As far as I know, the magistrate of the Burmese Protective School is not an equal envoy between the two countries, but a governor sent by the occupier. It is a shackle placed on your neck, not to mention that the other party has protected your enemy's son. Do you still understand who is the enemy and who is the friend? I think it is not difficult for the wise Majesty to make the right decision!" At this point, Jilins lowered his head humbly, waiting for Meng Ji's answer.

After a while of silence in the room, the Burmese King Mengji finally whispered: "I am willing to implement the previous agreement immediately!"

Jilins suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, bowed to Meng with a standard bow, and replied in a low voice: "The British Empire will never abandon his allies!"

The rain hit people's faces. In the gray sky, clouds filled with rain were slowly moving, as if they could catch them with their hands. People were struggling step by step in the mud, and the fine rain water poured on their heads, soaking them all wet. From time to time, someone fell down, splashing the mud flowers all over the sky, and the companions on the side helped them up silently and continued to move forward. The white elephant was the only livestock left in the entire team. All the horses had died one after another in the hardships of the previous few days - excessive fatigue and insufficient hay knocked down these poor beasts, and few soldiers accompanied them were missing. Even the pull had to throw away most of their luggage, leaving only the necessary food and drinking water.

"Guide Chen, it's already late. Is there any place to do in front of me? Let's prepare to camp!" Ba Du wiped the rain from his face and shouted loudly to Chen Zaixing. At this time, he was rolling his trouser legs, barefoot, tied his leather shoes with shoelaces around his neck, muddy, holding a crutch as a branch in his hand, in a mess.

Compared to Badu, Chen Zaixing's situation is better. He is used to the local climate and is wearing a straw raincoat. Chen Zaixing looked up at the sky, then looked at the surrounding environment, nodded and said, "Walking half a mile, there will be a cave in the valley, where you can rest there at night!"

"Cave? Well, I don't have to lie in the mud and get wet in the rain. These days, I'm almost turning into a pool of mud." A smile appeared on Badu's blue-gray face. He turned around and shouted loudly to his subordinates behind him: "Everyone work harder, and you can camp and rest after walking half a mile. Guide Chen said that you can live in the cave tonight without getting wet in the rain!"

Badu's motivation played a little role, and the exhausted people squeezed out the last bit of energy from their bodies and speeded up their pace. Badu turned around and smiled at Chen Zaixing. Just as he was about to say something, a scream suddenly came from behind him: "Beautiful servant! Beautiful servant! What's wrong with you? Wake up quickly!"

Badu hurriedly pushed away the crowd watching, and saw Oak lying on the ground, his cheeks were gray, his eyes were closed, his teeth were clenched, he helped him up, and reached out to touch his forehead. Although his forehead was covered with rain, he could still feel his hot forehead, which was obviously burning very hard. Badu hurriedly shouted: "Send him to the white elephant's back and talk about it later!"

The cave was filled with thick smoke. Because it was rainy season, people could not get enough dry firewood, so they had to pour precious kerosene on the wet firewood and barely ignite it. Even so, the fire head was still small, and the smoke emitted was very heavy. The soldiers were bare-handed and sat around the fire, baking their leather shoes and clothes. The thick smoke burning from the fire and the burnt smell emitted by the roasted leather shoes mixed together, filling the entire cave.

Next to a fire on the inside of the cave, Mauke was lying on the ground, his eyes were closed, his teeth were tightly closed, and his cheeks were blue and gray. Two gorgeously dressed teenagers were kneeling beside him, and they were the two escaped princes. From their appearance, they inherited more of their mother's genetic characteristics, with fair skin and handsome appearance. At this time, the two were looking at Mauke who was lying on the ground with concern - this was their closest person now.

He stretched out his fingers to explore under Mao Aoke's nose. The other party's breathing was rapid and uneven. This was a sign of the heavy condition. He stretched out his hand to untie Kouke's top, and a strong smell of fishy smell immediately emanated. Kouke's shoulders were wrapped tightly in white cloth, and the top was covered with blood.

"It seems that the wound is inflamed, so I need to deal with it again." Ba Du whispered. He pulled out the dagger from his waist and carefully cut the white cloth. The spreading white cloth revealed the wound. The two princes quickly turned their heads and let out a soft scream.

The wound of Mauoke was soaked in rain that it turned white. Yellow and white pus was coming out from time to time on the inside. Black bad sores appeared on the edge of the skin. Obviously, the injury was quite serious. I don’t know how he survived the past few days.

"What should I do?" Ba Du was also shocked by Maumaoke's wound. Although he was an excellent officer, he was not a professional doctor after all. Seeing such a wound, he turned his head instinctively and looked at Chen Zaixing. Chen Zaixing avoided his gaze and whispered: "His wound is very suppurated and has bad sores. Even in the hospital, it may not be cured, let alone now!"

Although the two princes were not very skilled in Chinese, they also understood the current situation when they saw the embarrassing expressions on Badu and Chen Zaixing's faces. They knelt down in front of Badu, crying and shouting? Although Badu's Burmese language is average, they don't have to listen to it at this time and understand that the other party must beg him to save Mau Aoke's life. He knew that the two princes were of great identities and did not dare to kneel down from them. He hurriedly let them aside and whispered comfort.

It was just a mess here, and Mauoke had woken up slowly. His wound was inflamed, his mouth was thirsty, and he instinctively shouted "Water!"

Seeing that he woke up, the two little princes cheered, took the water, helped his upper body up, and fed a few sips of hot water. Only then did the two little princes feel much better and completely awake.

"Guide Chen, where are we?"

"You fainted just now, so we found a cave to rest!"

Maumaoke immediately showed a worried expression on his face and whispered, "What? Isn't that delaying the trip?" He struggled to get up as he spoke.

Badu, who was standing beside him, hurriedly pressed him and whispered: "Don't move around, you're going to have to rest, and there's no delay in the trip."

Maoke showed a half-believing and half-doubted look on his face, but he finally lay down powerlessly. Ba Du poured him a bowl of hot water and whispered: "Ship officer, you have such a serious gunshot wound on your body, so you have to go on the road, isn't this asking for death?"

Maumake smiled bitterly on his face: "Your Majesty is just this little blood. I will entrust him to me. How can I abandon it? Even if I die, I cannot delay my trip!"

Ba Du heard Maoke's tone was as firm as he could, and knew that no matter how hard he persuaded him, he would be useless. He had to whisper: "Okay, the prince is still young, and it is not convenient to not have you. Take a day off tomorrow, wait for you to get better, and then stay on the white elephant's back!"

Maumaoke wanted to say something, but Badu had turned around and left.

Chen Zaixing sat aside and observed all this quietly. After observing these days, he had a considerable understanding of the situation of this small escape team. As a former Jinshi and a bachelor of the Propaganda Academy, what he originally learned was the Zhejiang East School, and he focused on the theory of "managing the world and using it". The prospectors, engineers, and mine owners who had been traveling between Myanmar and China for many years had already combined with their original knowledge. He keenly felt that this was an extremely important opportunity for him. He could not only change his destiny, but also realize his long-cherished wish and change the fate of the entire empire. Thinking of this, Chen Zaixing stood up, walked to Badu, and whispered: "Master Ba!"

Badu turned his head when he heard the sound. Seeing that it was Chen Zaixing, his face became a little gentler. The two of them had experienced difficulties together for a few days, and Chen Zaixing also played a great role. Unconsciously, Badu's impression of him improved a lot.

"Guide Chen? What do you have to say?"

Chen Zaixing did not answer, but just glanced at the place where no one was around. Badou understood the other party's hint, nodded understandingly, and walked over there. Chen Zaixing also followed him. When he arrived at a secluded place, Badou asked in a low voice: "Guide Chen, what do you have to say?"

"Sir Ba, why are you escorting this group back to Dashun?"

Ba Du frowned, suppressed the anger in his heart, and lowered his voice: "Guide Chen, you are just a cannibal, just lead the way. You don't need to take care of other things!"

"As far as I see below, I want to imitate the ancestors, Yang Wei, and Shi Yanran, and do a great cause. I wonder if I guessed it right?"

Ba Du shouted in a low voice: "Who are you? What's the purpose of following us?" His right hand was already pressed on the handle of the gun at his waist.

Chen Zaixing seemed not to feel the threat in the other party's tone, and smiled and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, but if an adult really wants to do something, Chen can help!" Having said this, Chen Zaixing bowed to Badu.

Badu had calmed down at this time. There were only two people now, so he was not afraid of the other party playing tricks. He snorted coldly and made a gesture to the other party to speak.

"There are changes in Myanmar this time. The Burmese Lord has changed his rank. The Lord escorted the two princes into Shun. I guess he was using this as a call to lead the army into Myanmar." Chen Zaixing said this, when he saw Ba, he was expressionless, and his heart skipped a beat. He gritted his teeth and continued: "It's just that if the Lord's plan is to be achieved, there must be two prerequisites: First, Dashun is willing to send troops; second, he can help the two princes succeed in success and control Myanmar with this!"

When Badu heard this, he nodded slightly and signaled Chen Zaixing to continue speaking. In fact, compared to his own considerations, what Chen Zaixing said was much more grand. Badu is now considering just to send the two princes back to Dashun as quickly as possible in order to gain the attention and promotion of his superiors. As for what he later, it is not something he can consider. After all, he is just a middle- and low-level officer now, and it is too far from the central decision-making level of the empire.
Chapter completed!