Dear Dad,

It has been more than a month since I received the letter from the Ministry of Defense in February, and I am sorry to write to you now.

I've been through a lot in the past month or so, and there are some things that I can't go into detail, and there are some things that I can't be sure about now, so I can only say them very vaguely.

But before I get down to business, I'm going to tell you something, so get ready.

I have a girlfriend.

Yes, you guessed it, it's her.

Actually, I didn't think about falling in love at first, you have to believe me.

When I first arrived in Chang'an, I went to the Ministry of National Defense to find Mr. Gu Xiang, who had recently been promoted to the head of the Colonial Department and the section chief of the Greater China region, in charge of my return to the army.

But to my great surprise, this fat man, who was getting more and more round, actually violated the relevant work regulations and leaked my whereabouts to Jiang Xiaobai!

Then I was squatted, blocked by a tall man with a grim face in the Ministry of Defense, in front of Lang Lang, in full view of everyone, at the door of Gu Xiang's office.

Then I was taken back to Zhangping by him and brought back to his home.

The only difference between me and a prisoner escorted by the police is that I don't have to be handcuffed to hold my hands in place... The other treatments are basically the same, for example, being followed by my dear brother within a meter of each other all the time, and going to the toilet has to be reported.

You should be able to guess what happened later, just like you chased my mother before, I was witnessed by Jiang Xiaoan's father and was completely exposed.

So I gave in, dear Father. Under the severe torture of the enemy, under the double pressure of both mental and physical body, I am sorry for the single aristocratic association that has cared for me for a long time, and I am sorry for the oath I made with the 46th officer corps (Note 1), and I am sorry that I took the lead in getting off the single when the majority of comrades-in-arms were still alone, which undoubtedly does not make me feel ashamed.

This is the most common thing.

Okay Dad, don't laugh, I know you're sure to be happy for me, but the next thing must be kept in the highest esteem, and you must value its existence as much as the honor of the Fatherland.

It should have been reported in the newspapers by now about the attempted bombing of the Nanyang terrorist group conspiracy that occurred in the city of Limun in the northern province.

I don't know if the newspapers of the Eastern Province have my name included it, but I must tell you that I played a very important and not very honorable role in this incident.

The attack was just a farce, a clumsy, rudimentary, ridiculous drama designed by the NSA and the police and executed by stupid Nanyang workers!

I believe that if a person with even the most basic logical skills and legal senses were to investigate this matter with a little care, he would find that it was a burlesque written by the most lame screenwriter.

Encrypted letters, vigilant messengers, and anchor breakers hiding powerful Muay Thai masters... When I think that I tried my best to help this group of conspirators play this play well, and did not discover the mistake in the first place, I can't help but feel ashamed of my ignorance at that time.

Now this political incident has spread with the help of some people. I have a hunch that this will be one of the biggest persecutions in the history of our country... Maybe not.

After the Yancheng Incident (Note 2), the industrial capitalists began to show their hostility and dissatisfaction with the Nanyang people more and more openly. Now their complex dilemma of hating the Nansears for destroying machines and refusing to work in order to get more pay, and demanding their labor, seems to have a good solution to get their hands without increasing their wages.

What I have seen and heard in the Northern Province has confirmed my suspicions, dear Daddy.

The bureaucrats in the Northern Province have implemented a policy to identify all Nanyang people, who are not able to provide proof of paying taxes in accordance with the law for six months in the local area and obtain a work certificate issued by their employer, they will be forcibly placed in custody and will be subject to "appropriate measures" within a week.

If the Nanyang people who are caught and identified have some bad habits, such as petty theft or non-compliance with traffic rules, or are found to have not paid their taxes in full by harsh tax inspectors, they will be immediately detained, deprived of their liberty, and handed over to the government to organize "labor reform".

As far as I know, such "reformed prisoners" are contracted by the capitalists. Bosses only need to pay a handling fee to the government, and they can "buy" a batch of organic matter that is comparable to pig food every day without any remuneration and insurance, and only need to provide a batch of organic matter comparable to pig food every day to maintain physical strength... Slave.

I was slightly injured in this incident, but it was minor. During the week of recuperation, the number of free Nanyangs in the entire city was reduced from 100,000 to less than 20,000, of whom less than 5 percent were killed for various reasons. The rest of the wretched people, who are still alive but have lost their freedom, have basically become talking machines in factories.

Dad, I once heard a saying to the effect that life is like that, if you can't resist, just enjoy it. I'm sure you've heard of it too, because it's spread so widely in the military.

I mean, if. If such a wave spreads to Australia, to the Eastern Province, you might as well buy a batch of Nanyang slaves... It's a feast, and for the sake of the family, we should probably be a part of it.

In addition, I attached to the letter a copy of the information on the production of a new compound, which I independently researched, made of cotton and nitric acid. I named it "nitrocellulose", or "fire cotton".

This substance is very flammable and burns extremely quickly, also producing almost no smoke. I think it's a very good gun launch/charge.

I did some experiments on the Limen side, and using the same quality of cotton wool and black powder, the muzzle velocity of the bullets fired was completely incomparable. The bullets fired by the burning cotton can easily break through the speed of sound, and the effect is even better when using rifled guns - several trained snipers, after getting acquainted with the characteristics of the cotton wool, actually hit a humanoid target 800 meters away in a windless environment!

I have asked someone to apply for a national patent for it (ask Wuhua to help), but its current shortcomings are mainly that it is difficult to preserve, and it is very unstable and less practical. I can't solve this problem yet, so I ask my father to help me find some chemists to help, and the relevant patent division and dividends are up to you.

Ten days ago I had set sail north on a clipper, and now that time had been delayed for too long by this incident, I had to rush back to the Chinese Viceroyalty as soon as possible.

Yesterday I arrived in the Viceroyalty of Luzon and am now in Manila waiting for a transfer to a passenger ship from Luzon to Liaodong, China.

I have heard some news here to the effect that the South China Sea Governorate, having received reinforcements from me to set out with me, brazenly advanced by land and water, and launched the Guangzhou Raiders, codenamed "Operation Engine". When you read this letter, if it weren't for the kamikaze to help the Ming Kingdom fight, Guangzhou would have been taken over by the Nanhai Governorate.

The bird's nest here in Luzon is quite cheap, and you like to eat it, so I bought a lot of express delivery. But I'm going to say more, this thing really doesn't have any nutrition, it's just swallow's saliva. It's better to eat eggs than to eat them, at least eggs have a lot more amino acids than it.

In the past few days, I have eaten too much coconut, and I have drunk several liters of coconut water every day, and I seem to have a bad stomach. When I got up in the morning, I felt a stomachache, and it hurt for a while and it didn't hurt, I don't know if there was a problem with my stomach, and I didn't dare to eat and drink a lot these days.

I don't know what the situation is at home, I hope you are in good health.

Please help me say hello to Uncle Wang, Aunt Li, Master Ding, Aunt Ding, and Uncle Zhao.

In addition, drink less alcohol, drinking too much will cause cirrhosis. Don't believe that drinking alcohol properly is good for your health, it's all made up by wine merchants to deceive consumers, and there is never any evidence to prove it.

Smoke less.

That's all I have to say, I think I'm going to see a doctor anyway, damn it's starting to hurt again.

April 1, 1629

Governorate District of Luzon, Manila

Li Ruchu

Note 1: As a punishment for secretly managing the department flowers of the major, I was caught by a group of red-eyed classmates at the wedding and knocked down the street lamp pole in front of the door.

Note 2: The Yancheng Incident in January 1628, in which thousands of Nanyang people marched on the city's main thoroughfare, gradually evolved into a blatant sabotage, killing dozens of Ao Song citizens and injuring hundreds of others, including more than a dozen children. This was widely seen as a turning point in prompting the Senate and Parliament to change their attitude and support the suppression of the Nanyangs.