Four hundred and fifty-ninth chapter marriage across the Pacific
"This is a territory under the rule of the Australian Senate." Mendoza avoided talking about this. "Now tell me about yourself. Who are you and why do you want to travel across the ocean to Manila?"
Doña Marina de Arellano has nothing to hide. She is the illegitimate daughter of the Spanish nobleman Gonzalo de Arellano and was born in Spain.
Her mother was born in a humble background, but was only very favored - she was her father's "girlfriend". Her father also recognized her. Therefore, when she was young, she was able to follow her father who went to New Spain for a post in Mexico City and entered a monastery to complete her life.
premarital education.
As illegitimate daughters, although they do not have the status of legitimate children in law, the illegitimate children of nobles - especially the illegitimate children recognized by them, are much better than ordinary people. How many ancestors of famous families are really the kings or nobles?
illegitimate child.
Doña Marina de Arellano received the same education as a noble lady since she was a child. She grew up in Mexico City until she was eighteen years old. It was not until the beginning of this year that her father picked her up to get married. That's why she took the bus
Manila Galen travels to Manila.
"Marry?" Miss Mendoza was stunned for a moment, "To whom?"
"All I know is that he was a great gentleman," Marina said. "I forgot his name - it's too hard to pronounce."
"You don't even know his name," Mendoza couldn't believe his ears, "and you're going to marry him?"
Marina didn't seem surprised: "It was the Governor of the Philippines, His Excellency Detavora, who proposed the marriage." She said proudly.
"So you boarded the Manila Galen and crossed the Pacific to the Philippines to marry this man you had never met before?" Diana Mendoza's voice couldn't help but rise.
"He is a gentleman," Miss Marina corrected. "Although he has not yet been formally canonized, the Governor has already submitted a report to His Majesty the King's Privy Council - he will have a bright future."
Mendoza really cannot accept this view of marriage, but it is not her task to convey the 21st century view of marriage and love.
"So. Many of the gorgeous clothes and jewelry in the poop are your dowry?"
"Yes," Marina nodded, "not counting cash, the dowry prepared by my father for me is worth five thousand pesos. Give me another ten thousand pesos in cash."
"Your father is really rich."
"If it is his legitimate daughter who is getting married, I think the cash dowry alone will not be less than 20,000." Marina didn't care and seemed to feel it was very honorable. She looked at Mendoza and said proudly: "Except
Besides my father, my fiancé is an important figure in front of the Governor of the Philippines. I believe that as long as you send a letter, they will come up with a huge sum of money to redeem me."
Then she said a lot of words, all showing off how much her father and her fiancé, whom she had never met, were favored by "Your Majesty", "Your Highness" and "Your Excellencies". How rich and how prestigious they were. She also hinted,
As long as she can help her redeem herself, she will consider helping Miss Mendoza escape from this "terrible place" - she can even give her a "suitable arrangement".
On the contrary, she didn't show much interest in where she was or in whose hands she was. She didn't show any of the strong curiosity that many natives showed when they first arrived in Lingao.
Mendoza listened patiently and smiled noncommittally. But she was getting more and more tired of it: she originally felt that there were enough "cultural differences" between herself, Zhou Weisen, and other elders, and she always felt out of place in Lingao.
But listening to Marina's words, she felt that the distance between her and herself was far from a simple "cultural difference", but like people living on two planets.
The newly completed Ministry of Education Auditorium is the most impressive building in the Fangcaodi Teaching Park and can accommodate 500 people to participate in activities. In addition to meetings, it has enough stage facilities for theatrical performances. Compared with a completely open-air
Baiji Cinema is much better.
Hu Qingbai was very proud of this. He had spent a lot of effort to win it - and thanks to the banner of education priority. However, from Jiang Shan's point of view, handing over the auditorium project to Mei Wan's construction company was indeed a mistake.
Misstep: Those housebuilders have no idea what art and aesthetics are. As a result, the appearance of the auditorium is almost the kind of Chinese pastoral European-style building that is common in some county-level development zones: there is a superfluous arc in front of the main entrance.
There is a large-shaped porch with a row of Doric columns standing below it, which is neither fish nor fowl.
However, if you don't leave it to them, who can you leave it to? Hu Qingbai shrugged his shoulders. This is the same as their current living situation: they have no choice.
At this time, there was no one on the hardwood seats in the auditorium, and the ceiling lamps and wall lamps were not lit. Jiang Shan walked towards the brightly lit stage and sat down on the front row seats. A chorus rehearsal was going on here - in
A few weeks before the 1632 annual hymn performance, this was the busiest place, with at least seven or eight amateur choirs from various systems and departments rehearsing here every day.
The stingy Planning Institute and various departments will not allow naturalized people to rehearse during working hours, so they come to rehearse after work. However, in this time and space where there are no entertainment activities, participating in chorus rehearsal is quite a thing.
It is an interesting thing. Young people can get to know many people-especially the opposite sex.
The person Jiangshan was looking for was standing on the command seat waving his arms, spouting a long string of half-baked Mandarin with garbled grammar. The weird accent, coupled with a few English and Cantonese words from time to time, not only the national school and
The chorus students of the Military and Political School all looked confused, and even Fang Fei, who was standing next to the curtain, was confused. Finally, the piano accompanist, a man in his thirties, with long black hair tied up with a handkerchief,
The tall female veteran with a ponytail saved the situation. Her voice was not loud, but extremely clear. She explained the long speech of the rehearsal conductor clearly in just a few words.
Weiss Lando seemed to be very satisfied with this explanation and shouted: "Let's do it again, starting from the beginning!" He raised his hand, and the sound of the piano echoed in the auditorium along with the boys' slightly childish singing.
It's like an army marching.
"Heroes, move forward bravely,
Don't miss me, don't look back.
Willing to abandon comfort and possessions,
fight for the motherland,
fight for the motherland,
Victory beckons!
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"You shouldn't have come here to do this," Jiang Shan lit a cigar. After the rehearsal, the choir members gradually dispersed. Through the window, he saw the students from the National School in Fangcaodi walking towards each other in small groups, talking and laughing.
dormitory, while the students from the Military and Political School quickly gathered on the playground, lined up, and walked to the dormitory singing, "The principle of a spy is to never show his face."
"James Bond was able to attend the reception at the embassy, and everyone said my name was Bond." Weiss drank half a bottle of kvass in one breath, smacked his lips with satisfaction, and raised the bottle in his hand forward.
One finger: "And you can always meet beautiful ladies. You expect those Jesuit guys to train you a choir? Europeans at the moment don't even have the concept of a band director. They will train all the choirs into choirs."
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"James Bond is a fictional character -" Before Jiang Shan could finish his words, he heard the clicking sound of high heels as he walked down the wooden steps of the stage. He felt strange that, except for Miss Pei, no female senator could
This is not a grand occasion, squandering your precious high-heeled shoes resources.
"Jiang Bureau," he had just turned around, and the woman had already walked up to him, carrying the fragrance of dianthus flowers. Her voice was soft and mellow, with a hint of charm: "Thank you for coming to see us.
rehearse."
Jiang Shan casually responded with a few polite words. The woman in front of him seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember her name. Logically speaking, such a beautiful woman among the time travelers would definitely be quite eye-catching. The short shirt on her upper body could be seen that she was
The dark sleeveless long skirt inside was made of Lingao's cotton and linen blend, but it was obviously a high-end product from the plane before the time travel, and it outlined a flawless female curve. Jiangshan only glanced at her and immediately looked away.
, although there was a smile on her face, her deep eyes were like two deep pools, tempting him to jump down and never come up again.
The woman stretched out her hand generously: "My name is Liu Shuixin. My husband was drunk at the last annual meeting, and I asked you to help him get back."
Jiang Shan finally remembered that the charming wife in front of him was the wife of Liu Zheng, the head of the remote exploration department. No wonder this guy was the most active in dividing the apartment. It turned out that he was anxious to hide his beauty. Jiang Shan had tried to keep it secret during the intelligence sharing.
I checked the personal files of some veterans of the General Administration of Political Security, and at that time I was surprised that a pillar of a provincial song and dance troupe would leave everything and follow a rough guy to travel to the wilderness of the 17th century. He shook his hand gently.
The other person's finger: "It's getting late. I'll send Teacher Liu back. Lao Liu should be anxious."
Liu Shui
So uneasy.
Probably because he hasn't been exposed to such a modern and charming woman for too long, Jiang Shan thought, I'm a little horny. Like other elders, he also bought a maid, because he didn't get the right number, so he just followed the crowd.
I bought a C-class one.
"It doesn't matter," her voice became sweeter and more charming: "I'll take the small train home. I'll be there in ten minutes. My husband is not at home today." The small train is the name of the Lingao Municipal Railway by the naturalized people.