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When the leader started to panic, everyone also started to panic. Fortunately, they had been working under the banner of the Senate for a long time, and they had some sense of organization and discipline, so they didn't break up in a hurry.
Hong Laojun held the pistol, and countless thoughts went through his mind in an instant - in the old time and space, he was responsible for organizing many projects, and he also led dozens of contractors and thousands of workers. He had seen and heard all kinds of scenes.
The sound of cannons was rumbling, and thick smoke was rising from the pier. Then I saw white smoke rising from the Qishan Fort. It was estimated that enemies were attacking from the sea and were shelling the pier.
He quickly picked up the whistle and blew: "Attention, team leaders, unite the team!"
The leaders of each group calmed down for a moment, and each one of them blew his whistle, and shouts of "Gather!" rang out one after another.
Thanks to the military training, starvation and stick discipline in the refugee camp, although the workers were frightened, they reflexively stood behind their respective team leaders.
"Count!" The team leaders began to count and organize the queue.
"Retreat all to the camp according to the serial number!" Hong Laojun ordered. Each team retreated to its own camp according to the plan. In terms of the number of army and navy stationed here, any force in the region would be suicidal if it attacked Kaohsiung. So there is no
It is necessary to let the workers go into battle.
"What does the navy do for a living? Why are they boasting that Kaohsiung is an absolute defensive circle..."
At this time, whistles of different lengths suddenly came from the dock. Hong Laojun heard it and saw that it was a "safe and sound" signal - the sound of cannons just now was not a battle.
He then breathed a sigh of relief and ordered to resume work.
However, he had no intention of staying at the construction site anymore. He immediately called a construction worker and ordered him to supervise the work. He took the guard and the maid on his bicycle and rode to the dock.
On the pier, many porters have gathered to watch the excitement. A two-masted ship with its sails lowered is slowly entering the port under the tow of a small boat.
On the mizzen mast, flying was an Orange flag - the flag that the Dutch East India Company often flew in East Asia.
"The Dutch are coming?" Hong Laojun felt strange. This was not the first time that the Dutch had ships coming to Kaohsiung. From the first month of Kaohsiung on D-Day, the Dutch had ships coming here every month.
Each time, trade was used as an excuse. The two sides exchanged some goods. Of course, anyone could tell that this was the Dutch's spying. But Wei Bachi didn't care about the Dutch's behavior - the stronger the strength revealed.
, the less the Dutch dare to act rashly, the more energy they save in preparing for war.
However, since Hong Laojun arrived here, every time the Dutch have sent small boats with a single mast and dozens of tons, they have never sent a decent two-masted ship of hundreds of tons. Let alone the one entering the port.
It was time to fire a salute.
"Isn't this the messenger who came to deliver an ultimatum?" Hong Laojun muttered, kicked his feet hard, and rode with his entourage to the bastion next to the dock.
In the central tower of the bastion is Li Di, chief of staff of the Navy and chief of staff of the First Fleet - according to the system. He, Mingqiu, Captain Li Ziping of the Lichun, Captain Mond of the Electric Power, and Captain Le of Yufeng.
Lin's five officers took turns going to sea to assume command, ensuring that at least two veteran officers were in the formation for each patrol. Two veteran officers were in Kaohsiung, and one was a mobile.
Li Di was looking at the Dutch ships entering the port with his binoculars. When he saw Hong Laojun coming, he said hello.
"Why do the Dutch come back with such a big fanfare? And they fired off a serious cannon salute."
"He is a guest - he wants to come to our place for a 'visit'." Li Di said.
"Guest? Visit?" Hong Laojun asked in confusion, "Are there diplomats coming?"
"Absolutely." Li Di nodded, "It is said that this is a 'private visit'."
Hong Laojun was a little confused. He couldn't figure out what was going on here. Since it was a "visit" and most of the visitors were diplomats, why was it called a "private visit"? But he is a person who believes in "silence is golden". He no longer
Ask more - anyway, he is not interested in Dutch men at all, and there would be no Dutch women as diplomats in the 17th century. Let Wei Bachi be responsible for this matter. He has been listening to Liu Zhengxian gnashing his teeth in the guest house these days.
I once said: Europeans are all smelly these days...
But Li Di looked very excited. Seeing that the ship had docked, he put the telescope into the hand of the female orderly beside him, buttoned the open button on his chest, wiped his hair, and trotted away full of energy.
We went down. Hong Laojun looked confused. He just went down and watched the fun.
When I came to the trestle, I realized that the battle was quite large. In addition to Li Di, who arrived first, there were also mayor Wei Bachi, Dr. Zhong, the head of the Ministry of Science and Technology who was on a business trip, and even Fang Jinghan, who always scorned "white-skinned monkeys"
They all came. I saw that these people were all neatly dressed, with oily hair and powdered faces. They had obviously been retouched. Especially Li Di, the navy white armed belt around his waist was so tight that he was almost out of breath. Dr. Zhong was even more so.
Wearing a suit and a formal tie.
Doesn't he think it's too hot? Hong Laojun was secretly surprised.
The most formal arrival was a platoon of sailors. Their uniforms were neat and tidy, the spikes on their rifles were shining, and the red flag of the Star Fist and the Morning Star flag were fluttering in the sea breeze. This scene made it clear that we were welcoming some big shot.
Hong Laojun was secretly puzzled - because he had not seen any decent scene welcoming foreign guests in Lingao over the years. When the Dutch East India Company sent envoys, they simply sent carriages to the dock to greet them and that was it.
He was not interested in such a fake occasion. Since Wei Bachi's secretary did not inform him that he had concierge duties today, he was happy to just watch the excitement.
Because of the trestle, people on the Dutch ship did not need to transfer to a small boat, but directly got off the gangway.
Only then did Hong Laojun realize why Li Di and others were so enthusiastic - it turned out that one of the visitors was actually wearing a skirt!
Both men were wearing tight black trousers and tight-fitting fencing jackets, with layered white embroidered lapels at the collar. Although the texture was obviously cotton, they were tightly wrapped in the thirty-degree temperature.
It's quite hot even if you look at it in real light.
They wore wide-brimmed hats, but there was no long hair, and they did not wear any decorations except a sword as a symbol of status - necklaces, ribbons, rosettes and the like that were common on upper-class men in those days.
There is no trace of decorations on them. The Dutch were both serious Protestants and frugal businessmen. They were famous in Europe at that time for their lack of luxury and their simplicity.
The two Dutch men looked to be in their forties or fifties, with serious expressions - a common expression among Protestants at that time. In contrast, the woman was dressed coolly - she was wearing a silk dress.
, wearing a wide-brimmed straw hat from Lingao Exit, with golden curls hanging down from under the hat, looking much more lively.
Behind the girl, there is a boy. He is not dressed as formally as an adult. Although he also wears a white lapel, his jacket and trousers look much lighter and looser. He is not wearing a hat and is looking around curiously.
Panoramic view of the pier.
Wei Bachi came forward with a cheerful face, and Dr. Zhong also hurriedly followed. The reason why Dr. Zhong was called here was because Dr. Zhong knew a little technical German and could communicate with the Dutch. Originally, there was a recruiter from Fujian in Kaohsiung.
The naturalized German translator, but this person could only translate Dutch and Hokkien, and his Mandarin was a mess, so I was really worried about him, so Dr. Zhong came forward on this "important occasion".
This visit was initiated a week ago by the high-ranking Dutch. The envoy from the city of Jelandia brought a message from Governor Hans Putmans. Two "distinguished gentlemen" from the Netherlands hoped to
Visit Kaohsiung. If he can get permission from Governor Wei, he will arrive with his entourage in a week.
Wei Bachi was not too interested in receiving the Dutch envoy. Although the two sides had not held formal consultations and signed an agreement on Kaohsiung's trade status, the two sides had already acquiesced that they could trade with each other. There is a trade agreement between the two sides and
With the guarantee of both artillery and artillery, the Dutch can't come up with any new tricks. Furthermore, if the other party wants him to sign any formal agreement, he doesn't have the power.
Now that the other party has proposed to visit, Wei Bachi feels that it is okay. Especially when the envoy mentioned that the visitor was a "prince's diplomat" named Constantin Huygens, who served as translator
Dr. Zhong's eyes suddenly widened, as if he heard some wonderful music. Next, Wei Bachi agreed to the visit request at Dr. Zhong's urging.
"Welcome, Mr. Constantin Huygens," Wei Bachi said while maintaining sufficient dignity, "and you, Mr. Franz von Boncourt."
"Salute to you and the Senate!" The two men took off their hats and bowed at the same time. Constantine Huygens raised his head and found a senator-looking man with a piece of cloth hanging around his neck and a half-shaved head staring directly at him.
He couldn't help but be startled. But when he spoke it, he spoke very good German - this was the most correct High German he had heard during his entire trip to East Asia.
"Who are these two?" Wei Bachi learned from the letter that the visitor would be bringing his family - including female dependents. He thought he was a strong German dragoon, but he didn't expect the visitor to be a petite blond girl. He couldn't help but look at her with surprise.
shine.
"This is my son Westly and daughter Cretia." Jan Franz Boncourt introduced with a cheerful face, "They are very curious about the customs and customs of East Asia. Especially my son Westly