"Boston, confusing......"

The night sky is like a wash.

Lorraine leaned against the bow railing with her glass in her hand, looking ahead, but her gaze was unfocused.

Not far away is the bustling Qianwan Port District, where hotels, bars, brothels, gambling houses and wholesale exchanges are gathered, even when it is dark.

The same is true of the wharves on the embankment, where dock workers are busy loading and transporting goods, drunken sailors are shaking to identify their ships, and night sailing merchant ships are in a hurry to leave the port, shouting the signal to disembark, and with the assistance of the pilot, they fall out of the berth and leave the plank road.

There is no restlessness in sight everywhere, and Boston presents Lorraine with only calm, only prosperity.

This is obviously not normal.

Even if Lorraine misguessed the current situation, and the freedom fighters in the city had no idea of taking the lead at both ends, Boston was still the center of the storm in the entire northern theater of operations.

A city that could be caught up in war at any moment is defenseless against war, and this kind of drunken dream and death is not like self-confidence, but more like the ugliness of self-paralysis when there is no hope.

Unfortunately, all speculation is speculation, and Lorraine cannot judge anything definite.

He didn't know much about Boston, and even if the information he had was put together, it wouldn't be enough for him to see through the fog that shrouded the city.

"I bought a gun at a great price, but I didn't use it myself...... And isn't it really a provocation to send another governor as a representative in one state capital? ”

"Anyway...... It's only two days. A third of the people are guarding the boat, and I, Henna, and Wang also have a shift each, so there should be no accidents. ”

"But why do you still feel unsteady in your heart? Is there something missing? Or is something missing? ”

"If only there was a little more information...... Annoying mysticism, duh! ”

Disgust is disgust, in fact, Lorraine also knows that there is nothing wrong with Americans keeping his secrets.

He was just a businessman, and a mercenary smuggler. Not knowing Boston's secrecy doesn't affect his delivery, and the Americans have already attached everything they need to say to the note anyway.

No Fighting in Boston......

Routes are accessible and unblocked......

Intelligence leaked that Britain did not attack Boston anytime soon......

Meet with the relevant people of the Continental Army in Qianwan, and collect the goods according to his requirements, and deliver them......

The most valuable commodity on the return trip was woven fabrics, but only the rum brewed at the Boston Distillery could be unimpeded in the defense zone of the second formation, since the chief of the fleet was the majority shareholder there......

It must be admitted that the intelligence services provided by the Americans were considerate, although there was very little in them that Lorraine wanted and did not know.

Dejectedly, Lorraine saw a carriage coming from the port and stopping near the Jackdaw. A strange gentleman got out of the car, politely handed a letter to the star on the deck, said a few words, and turned away.

After a while, the star ran over and handed the letter to Lorraine.

"Captain, the messenger of Mr. Jefferson in the morning. He said that tomorrow morning the Puritan church was going to meet in the Old North Church, and that their chairman, Mr. Chairman, wanted to meet you, and this was an invitation. ”

"Chairman? Isn't it a bishop? ”

"The Courier is indeed talking about the Chairman."

"Do you mean...... Did I misunderstand? Lorraine rubbed her chin and fell into deep thought.

……

Lorraine was a heretic, Edward was not.

This disguise of faith was difficult to understand in this era, so even Henna and Carmen were quite critical of Lorraine's choice, occasionally calling him a "hypocrite".

Hypocrites of God's faith are a serious accusation that they will be rejected and alienated by God's followers, even though the church is already far less powerful than it once was.

But Lorraine was a hypocrite of the ancestral faith, and the question suddenly became delicate.

Is false belief a sin? Or is it the Gospel?

In any case, Edward became a Catholic, and like most speculative traders, he was not religious, but he was often a voracious.

Early the next morning, Lorraine had breakfast and tea on board, and then waited in good spirits until about ten o'clock, when Jefferson's carriage finally came.

The tall governor smiled and beckoned to Lorraine in the car, who took the cane and top hat from Carmen, dotted it up, and boarded the car.

The Old North Church, officially known as Boston Christ Church, is located at 193 Salem Street on the North Side, near Copp Hill, one of the three hills of the North Side.

Built in 1723, it is the oldest church in Boston, with a spire of 59 meters and the tallest building in the city.

It is also associated with the Revolutionary War because of a good story that has been recorded on the title page of American history, and the legend has been recounted to have called this church "the beginning of the American Freedom Trail".

This is all what Jefferson said to Lorraine along the way.

Like every good politician, Jefferson had a good mouth and a wealth of knowledge, and he walked like a guide in the carriage, blowing away the boredom along the way, and making Lorraine very interested.

Just like this time, the topic paused just right, easily piquing Lorraine's interest.

Lorraine stroked the rounded ruby at the tip of the staff, smiled and asked, "Since it is called the beginning of the Freedom Road, is it possible that this church is related to an event in the War of Independence?" Is it a tea dumping incident? Or was it the first gunshot? ”

"It's a Lexington gunshot." Jefferson proudly explained, "The Tea Party was great, but it was initiated at the Old South Assemblies, and it could only be counted as an inducement, and the Battle of Lexington was the real starting point of the Revolutionary War." ”

Lorraine struck a deaf posture.

"April 18, '75, that was a very important day for each of us. The British planned to go to Concord to collect our ammunition depot, and that night it was our meticulous and meticulous Paul . Mr. Revere is on starry. "Jin Yong Chinese

"Mr. Revere is an excellent officer with a strong sense of responsibility, execution and determination that is second to none."

"In order to better and faster convey military information, he designed an early warning signal, that is, to use the height of the church spire to notify the town of Charles on the other side of the river, and then use a fast horse to inform Lexington and Concord, so that the British have nowhere to hide in Boston."

"One light is the Army, two lights are the Navy." Jefferson pronounced the line in an aria, "It has become the charge of the Revolutionary War, and all of America knows it." ”

"I've heard the story, Mr. Revere's Midnight Ride." Lorraine also had respect on his face, "That night, he and his cavalry rode hundreds of kilometers on the black-lit mountain roads, and spread the news all over Boston before the British, even to Lexington and Concord, so you can win that opening with the best preparations, the Battle of Lexington and Concord, the first battle of the Revolutionary War, right?" ”

Jefferson nodded solemnly: "Yes, Mr. Revere is a hero of America." ”

"Where did that hero go? I mean, I don't seem to have seen his name on any occasion. ”

"If you want to see him, you will get it today."

Jefferson laughed mysteriously, and Lorraine looked dazed.

"Sorry, I don't understand ......"

"Mr. Revere is a good soldier and has nothing to do with politics. After becoming famous, he joined the Continental Army, where he rose to the rank of colonel, and continued to lead the Americans in the revolt against Britain as a hero. It wasn't until two months earlier, at the end of Penobscot's expedition, that he was invited by the state of Massachusetts to shed his military uniform and resume his old profession as a silversmith to assist the Church in forming a new legion. ”

Lorraine was shocked: "You mean the cargo on my ship ......"

"It is used to arm his soldiers, and there are three regiments in total, which are the Instant Militia Regiment."

"He's coming to the meeting of the Old North Church today?"

"The full name of this corps is the Northern Boston Corps, and the name is the Saints. Her founding Mass, Mr. Revere, as the Legion's Commander, would of course come. And not only will he be there, but the generals of the Sons of Liberty Regiment of the Central Boston Corps, the Pioneer Corps of the Southern Boston Corps, the Bunker Hill Garrison Corps of the Continental Army, and the Charles River Formation of the Navy will all be present to watch the ceremony. ”

"Feeling...... Flattered. Lorraine was a little dumbfounded.

Compared with being invited to such an important rally, he was actually even more shocked that the militia in Boston was so exaggerated, not only in large numbers, but also in different affiliations.

It is strange that this free-range military organization model can be single-minded, even if they are nominally under the leadership of the state capital.

Is it strong and weak?

Lorraine frowned: "Mr. Governor, please allow me to take the liberty of asking, what exactly is the Puritan Church?" ”

"You want to ask her about her nature? Is it a legal religious group? Is it interconnected with the state capital? ”

"Yes."

"The ......," Jefferson pondered for a moment, "the basic structure of the Puritan Church, though born out of the Anglican Church, and its president was Mr. Bishop of the Diocese of Massachusetts, but it was not a religious order, but a general church in Boston, a civic moral convention organization. She serves the citizens while being accountable to the state legislature. ”

"Accountable to the state legislature?" Lorraine vaguely felt that he had caught the key, "Then the other people's army ......"

Boom!

Lorraine's inspiration was interrupted by the sudden sound of gunfire, and the carriage came to a halt, the chaotic footsteps and the screams of the people coming from far and near.

Lorraine saw Jefferson's guards gathered, skillfully forming a spindle around the carriage so that it would not disturb the crowd.

Then he saw the rider galloping towards the direction of the gunshot, and after a while he turned back.

"Report!"

Jefferson's face was gloomy: "How's the situation?" ”

"Two captains of the Saints Regiment who will be honored today were attacked, one killed and one wounded, and all three attackers were killed...... It's all black. ”

"Negro ......," Jefferson muttered for a moment, "raise your vigilance and keep going." ”

"Yes, sir!"

The carriage restarted, and Lorraine stroked the jewel of the staff, thoughtful.

"Mr. Governor, did you just have an assassination?"

"Yes."

"Is it common?"

“…… This period of time, yes. ”

"Any clues?"

"Although the source has not been found...... But some clues have been identified, such as the worker community in the Southside. ”

"Workers' communities?"

"The capitalists of the South gave the slaves a certain degree of freedom and wealth in order to work harder, and the workers' community was the concentration of those free slaves. It wasn't meant to be. ”

"But some time ago, Martinique slaves revolted, and after the rebellion was suppressed, there were many cheap and high-quality slaves on the market. No one else dares to ask for it, except for the gentlemen of the Southern District, who think they are smart......"

"And then the law and order in Boston is corrupted?" Lorraine asked.

Jefferson sighed and nodded.

"There were workshops for making guns in the South, and these restless slaves had weapons. The Southern District abolished the slave registry so that the attackers could hide their identities. Freedom of movement makes it impossible for these dangerous elements to be regulated, and their target seems to be all whites, which makes it impossible for us to establish a targeted direction......"

"It's tricky." Lorraine sighed.

"yes...... Those short-sighted fools seem to have forgotten about Le François. If things are allowed to develop, they will become victims sooner or later, and no one will be spared......"