However, Lu Yang did not go back to the dock. He was still drinking tea in the middle hall with great interest and chatting with Lu Wenyuan. Lu Wenyuan was a few years older than Lu Yang. The conversation between the two was very congenial. Gradually, the topic reached the content that the man liked to hear.
Went up. Chen Sigen couldn't help but ask: "Are you here on combat readiness duty?"
Lu Yang replied: "Because I love reading, have a wide range of knowledge, and look like a well-mannered young man with elegant posture and good looks, the engine command department feels that I am more suitable to cooperate with you in hosting Sun Yuanhua. And after all, my Daishuang is a 901 gunboat with 130 guns.
, has more firepower than the Fubo, and can perform shore bombardment missions when necessary. There are also new gadgets from Lin Shenhe on the ship... Not to mention that I am a foodie, and the orderly is also an expert in cooking, and I brought a lot of good things on the ship.
, so as to calm Mr. Sun’s shock.”
The amount of information in these words is a bit large, and Chen Sigen and Lu Wenyuan will not be able to digest it for a while.
Chen Sigen quickly asked: "New thing? Is it the 92 infantry gun?"
Lin Shenhe's new gadget cannot be anything else - Chen Sigen learned from veterans who participated in the joint land and sea landing exercise before Operation Engine: In this exercise, the navy once experimentally used a brand new artillery as an accompaniment.
Attack - not a smoothbore cannon like the m1857 or the 12 pounder.
Lu Yang replied, "It's not that fast. It's just a breech-loaded rifled gun. The reloading speed is much faster than the previous Navy 70 gun."
"Probably Miss 75, whom Lin Shenhe brags about all day long." Lu Wenyuan is not very interested in artillery, but the development of new artillery and new weapons is done internally.
s is about the topic of menstruation. From time to time, Lin Shenhe pretends to be mysterious and reveals some so-called inside information. Sometimes he posts a few blurry digital photos, and then suddenly deletes them, with a few words such as: "Black tea"
It doesn’t taste good” and the like.
Sun Yuanhua was half asleep in bed, feeling thirsty, so he habitually called his servants to bring him tea. A strange maid came in when he opened the door, and he couldn't help but be surprised: he remembered serving him these days.
His own are obviously his two servants.
He quickly sat up, only to find that he was not in the main room of the Jianjun Road Yamen where he had slept yesterday. Instead, he was in a strange room.
The room is not very tall, even a little humble. But the furnishings in the room are clean and simple. Apart from the bed under you, there is only a table and two chairs. There is also a crucifix hanging on the white wall. The window seems to be open.
, you can see the dead branches in the yard, the bright sunlight has shined in, but there is no cold wind in the house.
Sun Yuanhua realized: There is glass on the window!
It is very luxurious to install glass on the windows - the transparent and colorless flat glass is transported thousands of miles from Guangdong. The price is so high that even senior officials like him dare not ask for it easily.
In the entire Dengzhou city, he dared to say that no house had such windows, let alone the cross on the wall.
Where is this? He couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
There was no stove in the room, but it was as warm as spring. The bedding was soft and warm, and the mattress under me was soft and yet hard. It was very comfortable.
At this time, the maid asked: "Sir, do you have any other instructions?" while serving half a cup of light tea and a small spittoon for gargling.
Sun Yuanhua felt a little relieved when he saw that she was well-mannered and well-served. No matter where this place was, the other party was so careful, and there would be no ill intentions for a while.
Immediately, I rinsed my mouth. The maid then changed to new tea - it was also weak tea, but it was good tea. Sun Yuanhua was from Jiading, and he was also very particular about tea tasting. As soon as he drank the tea, he knew it was autumn in Zhejiang.
new tea.
Although he was a governor in Dengzhou, he was still on the front line and had to deal with a group of powerful warriors all day long. Such fine enjoyment was rare.
After drinking tea, he calmed down and asked, "Where am I?"
The maid smiled and said: "Sir, please be patient. My master said: Your husband was frightened a few days ago, please rest for a while. If he doesn't want to sleep anymore, I will bring you a towel to help him wash..."
"Who is your master?" Sun Yuanhua was even more surprised - from the tone of the maidservant, it was obvious that he was not a rebel. But he was clearly captured by Kong Youde and Li Jiucheng a few days ago and detained in the Supervisory Army Road Yamen.
Before falling asleep last night, he was still hesitating whether to commit suicide.
But when he thought about what the priests said: suicide is a violation of the "Ten Commandments" and will lead to eternal hell, he hesitated.
He fell asleep in this state of mind. Ever since he was captured, Sun Yuanhua had never had a peaceful sleep - he would have random dreams as soon as he closed his eyes. But last night, he slept very peacefully, without any dreams.
Could it be that God heard his prayer and guided him to a new path? While Sun Yuanhua was surprised, he also had some expectations in his heart.
Immediately he said, "Please help me wash and change my clothes first."
The maid went out for a while and fetched a box containing toiletries. He took off the bun and net towel for Sun Yuanhua, untied his bun, combed it again, then tied his bun again, and fetched a basin of warm water and rinsed his mouth.
A green salt willow branch was placed in front of him, waiting for him to wash up. He used a thick and soft towel to wipe away the water droplets on his face, and a refreshing feeling immediately penetrated his heart and mind.
The maid went out and fetched him some pieces of Yu Jing's underwear and a new cotton robe, and said to him:
"Master, please change your clothes. In the countryside, there are only some crude clothes, but they are all newly made and very clean."
After Sun Yuanhua was captured, although Kong Youde treated him very favorably, recruiting old people who had been separated from his family to serve him, and trying to find his personal manuscript luggage as much as possible, he was still a prisoner under his command, and it was nothing more than preferential treatment.
No abuse, no worries about food and clothing. How could there be such meticulous service and enjoyment?
"May I have your name?"
"Slave Cheng Lingsu."
"Good name."
The maid smiled and said, "I don't know if it's okay for the master to get it." Then she said, "The master has said that if you, sir, have washed up, please have breakfast first and then see you in the flower hall."
"Okay." Sun Yuanhua also felt hungry.
After a while, the maid brought out a plate with white porridge and pickles, both of which were Jiangnan flavors, which aroused his thoughts about water shield perch.
After breakfast, the maid led the way out of the bedroom. In front of him was a small but well-kept courtyard. As the maid walked through the alley beside the yard, turned a few corners, and walked into a hall.
There was already a young man standing in the hall, looking at him with a smile.
He knew this person, it was Lu Wenyuan. The Jesuit priest, a Jesuit priest who came to Shandong from Zhejiang to reclaim the wasteland, originally asked him to take care of him.
Lu Wenyuan took a step forward and bowed deeply: "Sir, you are frightened!"
"How dare you! How dare you!" Sun Yuanhua hurriedly returned the gift, with mixed emotions in his heart. After Kong Youde rebelled, Mr. Lu once sent a special envoy to remind him to pay attention to the movements of Liao people in the city and guard against intensification of conflicts between natives and guests. He also specifically mentioned that Geng Zhongming might not be reliable because of his feud with Huang Long, and asked him to be careful.
What happened later almost all confirmed Lu Wenyuan's reminder. Unexpectedly, this young man from out of town could have such insightful views on the situation in Dengzhou.
"Ashamed, ashamed." Sun Yuanhua said as he sat down with Lu Wenyuan as guest and host, and the maid brought tea.
"Where is this place?" This is the question that Sun Yuanhua is most concerned about right now.
"This is Qimu Island in Huang County - the student's village - sir, he is very safe now."
Sun Yuanhua remained silent. He knew about Qimu Island. Mr. Lu wanted to open up wasteland and buy land in Shandong, and it was with his help that the land on Qimu Island was purchased. Since he was on Qimu Island, He was obviously rescued by Mr. Lu in front of him - this is of course a great good thing, but to be able to unknowingly take him away overnight from the heavily guarded Dengzhou City among thousands of troops is almost like a "red line theft box" "The usual strange swordsman thing can't help but make him suspicious.
Could it be that they reached some kind of deal with Kong Youde and Li Jiucheng in exchange for themselves? Sun Yuanhua felt that this was the most likely possibility - although he still didn't know what the other party's purpose was.
However, Lu Wenyuan was introduced to the church by Guo Jujing, a priest whom he admired very much. At least he did not have to doubt this person's motives.
As if he had guessed what Sun Yuanhua was thinking, Lu Wenyuan smiled and said: "We have also rescued the two servants of Sir. We will continue to serve Sir tomorrow."
The presence of these two close associates of Sun De who witnessed the rescue process was more convincing than his empty words.
"Thank you very much, sir." Sun Yuanhua bowed his hand, "I just don't know what the purpose of sir is to take great risks to save Sun from danger?"
Lu Wenyuan thought: This is what was expected. He had fully exchanged views with the Great Library and had done a lot of homework on how to carry out the work of Sun Yuanhua. Now he was confident.
"First, it is for the people of Shandong. The people of Dongsanfu were originally suffering from hunger and cold, and now they are suffering from war. As believers in God, how can we sit back and watch so many lambs die in original sin?"
"Yes." This is the righteousness of the church. Even though Sun Yuanhua didn't quite believe it, he couldn't refute it.
"Second, it's for Mr. Lu." Lu Wenyuan said eloquently, "Sir fell into the hands of thieves, and his life and death depended on Kong Youde, Li Jiucheng and other gangsters. If Mr. hadn't been so kind to them, I'm afraid he would have died long ago. It’s his hand!”
When Lu Wenyuan said this, Sun Yuanhua showed a look of dejection - he was the director of Dengzhou and used Liao people and Liao generals to care for the original Dongjiang old tribe. He did not expect that he and the entire Dengzhou would eventually be destroyed by these people. hand.
With the fall of Dengzhou, all the firearms, weapons, horses, grain, fodder and military pay accumulated in the city for many years were lost. The army he had personally organized and hired Folangji to train was also wiped out. Years of hard work were ruined in one day.
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