Although the characters of this time and space are very different from the same century in Jia Cong's previous life, they are full of historical accidents, but the inevitability of history will not change, just like the rise of the Age of Discovery, the economic foundation determines the superstructure, and science and technology promote the historical process.

Jia Cong's momentum, majesty, and arrogance took advantage of the talks between the two sides, and the talks between the two countries continued.

Jesuit priest Christopher lifted his glasses, and the low cheekbones that are customary for white people were wriggling: "Your Excellency the Governor of the Five Provinces, I admire the erudition of Your Excellency the Inspector, and from the perspective of exchanges between the two countries, I think that our study of your country and your country's study of our country are conducive to exchange, cooperation and promotion. ”

"Presumably, Your Excellency the Inspector can also understand that after two hundred years of practice, exploration, and pursuit in order to be able to communicate with your country, Xavier, the first to come to China, died on Shangchuan Island in the south of Guangdong, including Luo Minjian, Matteo Ricci, John Tong and others...... Tirelessly, to paraphrase the words of the poet Qu Yuan of your country: The road is long, and I will go up and down to seek ......"

"And now that His Excellency the Inspector has come to execute many questions about the customs by the will of His Majesty the Emperor, we also hope that the sea ban will be opened to allow you and us to make better progress."

"For example, our doctrines from the other side of the West, we have always firmly believed that there will definitely be people in your country who are interested, what does Your Excellency the Inspector think?"

Jia Cong frowned, he naturally wouldn't tell Portugal his true intentions.

In fact, Portugal and Spain in the eighteenth century were already in decline, and if they reorganized their navy and equipment, they did not have to be afraid of them at all.

Jia Cong didn't say a word, he made a look, and Zhou Wenbai smiled gently: "Please rest in the post house and wait for the news, our adults are sleepy." ”

Coelho and Christopher's deep eye sockets quickly flashed with anger, but they were helpless, and obediently returned to the post house under the supervision of Chinese officers and soldiers.

……

Ding Qisheng, the governor of Liangguang, was a native of Zhejiang, and he had always been the main suppressor faction facing the West, but due to various reasons, the controversy over "suppressing the razor and appeasing the razor" was endless, so that his ideal was not settled.

Now that the prestige Jia Cong has come to Lingnan, Ding Qisheng feels that his ambition can be realized.

The next day, Ding Qisheng came to the lobby of the Qincha Yamen to visit, Jia Cong cleaned up, his spirit was much better than yesterday, and asked Ding Qisheng to sit down, Ding Qisheng pushed again and again, and only dared to sit on half of his buttocks.

And the lychees treasured in the ice cellar were served.

Eat 300 lychees a day, and don't hesitate to be a Lingnan person.

"I heard that Governor Ding intends to suppress it, why did Portugal stay in Macao for two hundred years?" Jia Cong asked lightly.

"Master Overseer, this is a long story." Ding Qisheng pondered for a long time, and said cautiously: "Portugal's excuse is to lend, and it is also paid to the Guangzhou government every year, and the officials at that time were also connected by money. ”

"Second, there are also many people from my Dashun in Macau, who are helping Portugal to transport goods, so that their lives can be better. The point is, someone was baptized by the church. ”

"There are other reasons......"

The situation was very complicated, Jia Cong's face did not show fluctuations, he was reading the Di newspaper, and the matter of King Qin's rebellion finally broke out.

The imperial court sent Yu Chengchan to Shaanxi, Shanxi, and Henan to supervise the division, which was beneficial to Jia Cong, because the cabinet decision-maker became Wang Yingyuan.

Ding Qisheng's main faction reminded Jia Cong of Lin Zexu, who had been in Guangdong, a place where he could contact other countries, for a long time, and his vision and knowledge were different from those of the mainland gentry.

In fact, Lin Zexu, Yan Fu and others' "opening their eyes to see the world" is a gradual process.

"In the affairs of the two countries, it is not the will of the individual that is watched, but the interests of the country." Jia Cong tapped his fingers and said: "Adjusting customs tariffs and Macao rents is obviously more beneficial to our current imperial court." ”

"I have learned through the Governor's sources that Portugal and Spain have lost ground in the South Seas, losing to Great Britain and the Netherlands, and if we send heavy troops, warships, and firearms, we will definitely be able to defeat them in one fell swoop, but it is not in the long-term interests. I decided to exempt the coastal Cantonese from the tariffs on the Dashun side, and to raise the Portuguese tariffs to suppress them economically. ”

Where did the news come from? Suppressing the suspicion in his heart, Ding Qisheng gritted his teeth and said: "Portugal has ill intentions, once the tariff is raised, they will inevitably plot to resist. ”

"Then fight."

Jia Cong's words are concise and to the point.

Ding Qisheng couldn't help but nodded happily.

Jia Cong's plan is to accumulate an economic, political, ideological, cultural, and mass foundation.

The economic basis lies in the "primitive accumulation of capital", and England in the eighteenth century has already entered this stage, and Dashun also has the germ of capitalism at this time.

The question is feasibility and success: the country's capital accumulation needs to be gradually detached from the small peasant economy and the natural economy, and to achieve a large degree of handicraft and mechanization. Since the Ming Dynasty, there has been this trend in large cities, such as Suzhou and Nanjing.

The political foundation is Jia Cong's ever-growing officialdom alliance, and it is also the superstructure, ideology, culture, and mass foundation, which still needs a long process.

According to Marx's "Capital", the separation of producers from the means of production and the transformation into capital in the form of hired free men, and the circulation of capital to promote such a process is progress, and this historical inevitability will not change.

In the late feudal period, this situation had already appeared, and there is no doubt that there were real cases of rural people pouring into the cities in the Ming Dynasty, and eventually slowly becoming capitalists, Confucian merchants, and climbing to the middle and upper classes, but at a lower rate.

Huang Renyu's total rejection of this kind of "capital" in the Ming Dynasty is that he and Marx have different understandings of "capital", and they also ignore the facts.

And in terms of superstructure: there are people in all walks of life in modern times who have made outstanding achievements and are more nourishing than officials. This is not the case with businessmen in feudal society, like Shen Sanguan in front of him, let it be hot, they must rely on officials. Then, Jia Cong can obviously make a guide.

Guide the accumulation of capital, so that Dashun will not lag behind other countries in the future.

You must know: the shuttle was invented by workers, the steam engine was invented by workers, and papermaking was also discovered by the working masses (Cai Lun was only an improvement)......

As for the importance of the ideological and cultural foundation, it is self-evident that Britain has entered industrialization so quickly, and in terms of cultural popularity, the penetration rate of this country of five million people is as high as 40%.

Suzhou, the most developed city in the late Ming Dynasty, had a literacy rate of no more than 10 percent.

Perhaps, when Jia Cong goes back to relax, he can also get a "saint" to be a "saint" in culture?

The above feasibility is yes, and it is relatively high.

……

In the post house in the south of Guangzhou, next door to Coelho's room, there was a girl with blond hair, white skin, and deep eye sockets tied here.

Daphne is from Liverpool, England.

The strong rise of Great Britain had strong friction with Portugal and Spain, and Portugal caught the British captains and even cut off their ears, and Devany was among those who were caught.

The two hateful Portuguese entered, dressed in calico from the Far East, and because of the heavy body odor that was common among white people, Devany could smell that they were spraying men's perfumes from the Mediterranean.

"Father, Jia Cong's attitude, we can't figure out, whether this arrogant and proud person is interested in our science?" Coelho was confused.

"I want to take this woman of England, like her friend, and send her to the hell of evil. You know, our great work in Malacca, South Africa, and the East Indies has been wickedly usurped by these people of England......" Coelho's gaze was ruthless.

Makes Daphne tremble.

Her blonde face was covered with a nasty amount of dust.

"No, Your Excellency the Governor, God is merciful, and even if there is a glimmer of hope, even if this mighty Far Eastern country needs our manpower, we are willing to send people in, which will allow us to get what we want, just as we trade in South Africa." Christopher Road.

……

There was a similar scene in the city, Jia Cong's boots were pacing around in front of the White Lotus Sect woman, could this woman be a spy?

Tang Yao ...... The name is also good. ”

Tang Yao has been cleaned, but unfortunately along the way, under the abuse of the "dog official", the person has also lost a lot of weight, and this girl is a little more murderous.

"Since you don't want to say it, and you don't want to kill yourself, then it's no wonder that I......" Jia Cong leaned close to her neckline.

"What are you doing?" Tang Yao was nervous, her pretty face turned red, but the black upper shirt was torn open, she wanted to resist, but she didn't resist to death, it was very contradictory.

"Ah...... Let me go...... Let go of my ......"