The Dutch are known for their shrewd business acumen. At a time when the nations of Europe were scrambling for power, they were known for their calm and wise minds.

At a time when all European countries were busy intrigue and power, the Dutch, who were poor and only had herring left, first made a fortune and occupied the leading position in the shipping industry by relying on the large number of seafaring ships provided by Spain, and then occupied and even monopolized the ocean-going navigation trade to a certain extent by relying on the vigorous development of navigation technology, which could even be said to be a miracle for a small country with a population of less than one million and a poor geographical environment.

The national character of the Dutch is derived from their original name, the Netherlands, which simply translates literally, "a piece of neither ...... Neither...... land". No one cares about this land, no one cares about letting nature go with the flow.

I would like to insert a sentence here: in fact, the norm would be that it would be more appropriate for us to call the Netherlands the original name of the Netherlands, but in our expression, I still prefer to follow the overall custom of calling the Netherlands - although this is inaccurate, just as the outside world always uses England instead of England and Peking instead of China - but this is the habit and does not need to be explained.

These Dutchmen don't care about politics, they only care about making money, and to this day there is a saying in the Netherlands that "it is enough to take care of your own purse". This character reminds me of the legendary goblins of Europe! Although the white-skinned, blue-eyed, tall Dutchman looked much better than the short, thin, green-skinned, sharp-throated goblins who said "time is money, my friend", what came out of them was almost the same.

In the words of the distant relatives of the Dutch, goblins: "You can take my life, but you can't take my money!" "This is the national character of the Dutch - whether their rulers are Spaniards or Austrians, who cares? As long as you don't delay me from making money. However, once you touch the Dutchman's cheese, he will definitely be with you!

What I am seeing at the present time is the Dutch Revolution, which is in fact a bourgeois revolution under the guise of religious reform, because the Spaniards have moved, and almost destroyed the Dutch's purse, so they will do whatever it takes to overthrow the Spanish rule. Although they don't care about politics, just as love is not something you want to buy or can buy, power and status are not something you want or want, and God has already marked the price of all benefits when it is born.

The day after tomorrow, July 12, 1584, will be the day of William Orange's coronation as King of the Netherlands, and today, July 10, after inspecting the preparations for the coronation ceremony, William decided to hold a small banquet at the Doge's Palace, where he lived and office, to entertain the allies in the inner circle, which was regarded as an advance briefing and preparatory meeting.

The scope of the small banquet is not large, but the content is very complete. It includes both the main meal and the after-dinner reception. The Governor's Palace, which is not very generous, is full of people, and at a glance it is clear that there is a major event going on today.

I stood with Prince Morris in my glass, chatting with the Dutch government officials who surrounded him. The main reason for this is that the proposition of "development of the New World" is so tempting that the officials forget my absence, and focus only on the essence and intent of the conversation.

I know that what is supposed to come is coming, this is fate, and no one can avoid it. I could have reminded William, or Morris, but I didn't do it for the simple reason that this is history. As a traverser, the known history is my greatest guarantee for traveling through foreign lands, and the unknown history is my greatest enemy. Therefore, telling them that the truth of the matter is to destroy the situation of harmony and stability, and to sacrifice oneself for others!

And I never thought of myself as a good person who sacrificed myself for others.

I only heard Van Colonwell, the Dutch Minister of Commerce beside me, whispering: "Your Excellency, if this trip goes well, we are ready to set up two or three bases in North America, of course, all on the east coast, and we need to expand our logistics industry there." ”

I held my glass, leaned against the carved bookcase behind me, and replied vaguely, "Oh! What a great idea! You should build a trade hub! By the way, you should use your talents to make it the financial center of North America. ”

In fact, I said this sentence completely in words, a trade distribution center and a financial center? It's okay in Europe, even in North Africa, but in North America, where there are only indigenous people, how easy is that? Although it was the Dutch who invented the stock market, the stocks, the joint-stock company system, and the world's earliest and most standardized team of stockbrokers, the physical conditions are not available, I am just saying.

For as I spoke, the actual focus of my eyes was not far away, on William Orange, who was in close conversation with his close confidants.

But who knows, the speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, but my words have aroused a strong resonance with the Dutch Minister of Commerce and the Minister of the Admiralty! They almost complimented me on my idea, which made me embarrassed. Van Cromwell came closer to me, covered his face with a wine glass, and chuckled in a low voice: "Your Excellency, our thoughts coincide - Virginia is British, and we have no intention of getting involved. And we decided to ...... here."

With his hand dipped in red wine, he sketched the outline of the east coast of North America on the desk, and then used his fingers to point a little near the sea in the middle of the way, and drew a stroke similar to the "hook" in Chinese writing, and then said with a smile: "We are going to build a city in this location, and we have tentatively decided to call it New Amsterdam!" The planning here is planned according to what you said, the pattern of a trade distribution center and a financial center! ”

My heart fluttered, as if I remembered something interesting. So I regathered my spirit, looked at Cromwell's "hook" for a long time, and suddenly remembered, yes, his idea did come true soon after, and the planned city of New Amsterdam was indeed built! But in modern times, that city is not called that, but "New York"! His trade hub and financial center is reproached as "Manhattan"!

Suddenly, my heart was filled with a sense of historical vicissitudes and heaviness, and it was a proud thing to be able to witness the process before the birth of the actual financial center of modern society, and to participate in it! So I said sincerely: "Mr. Minister, as an ally and friend, I would like to say in my personal name that if there is anything I can help in the construction of New Amsterdam, I am willing to do my best to participate in it!" ”

Morris, Cromwell, and Admiralty Maguire all had their eyes shining at my words, and Reinhardt Adicon behind me was thrilled – this coincided with the vision I had had with him about the future of the world at both ends of the East and West, and my statement took that idea a step further!

Prince Morris smiled and said, "Thank you so much, my friend! If so, great! After the Virginia affair is over, we want you to be part of the construction of New Amsterdam and not have to do anything else, I mean, we don't have a very strong security defense. You know, we are more inclined to solve problems at the negotiating table than with spears and cannons! ”

I smiled and said, "Of course, I know that." There is an ancient saying in our Orient, which is called that there is a precedence in hearing the Tao and a specialization in the arts. We should let professional people do professional things, and I'm more than happy to do it! What do you think? Mr. Adicon. I turned my head to look at Reinhardt behind me and asked him this question, which is exactly what I said, let professional people do professional things!

Adicon said: "Gentlemen, after this reinforcement of the fleet, we can basically support the needs of two-way operations, so the idea proposed by His Excellency the Earl, which is also the expectation of the gentlemen, should be achievable!" ”

Morris and others were overjoyed, and he suggested that we raise a glass and toast to future collaborations! Before clinking glasses, Morris smiled and asked, "Business is business, my friend, and your generosity is enough for you to have a vast piece of land in New Amsterdam as payment!" ”

I smiled and replied, "The land could be a little smaller, but I want the naming rights for a piece of chicken land!" ”

My request can be said to be more meaningful than substantial, but when it comes to a certain position, what people value is not necessarily just interests, but some spiritual things. They also understood that in the midst of everyone's laughter, we raised our glasses and touched each other gently, and Morris smiled: "Happy cooperation!" ”

We were just about to echo when we heard a sudden "bang!" not far away. Bang! Bang! "Three deafening gunshots! I turned my head suddenly under the "shock", but I happened to see William being shot in the head, heart and spine, and he was slowly falling to the ground in pain, drowning in a pool of blood!

"Catch the assassins! Catch the assassins! William's captain of the guard shouted, leading the men towards the Assassins, while continuing to shout, "It's Balzata!" It's Balzata! Don't let him run! ”

As a result, the Assassin Balsata was in a hurry and could not take a few steps before he stepped on a piece of the ground...... Well, it should be a black and brown thing like shit, and he fell to the ground, and suddenly the guards rushed forward and pounced on it, capturing him alive on the spot!

Prince Morris was already stunned, staring at everything in front of him dumbfounded, unable to believe that it was true! The officials next to them also stood with their hands tied, these businessmen who only had money in their minds fainted when they saw a little blood! So I shouted, "Save the King!" Call a doctor! Rescue the King! ”

Everyone woke up like a dream and immediately ran to do the rescue work! My eyes were drawn to the corner gate, where a man was slowly revealing his figure, and he took out a pistol from his bosom and aimed it in the direction of Maurice!

I shouted, "The prince is dangerous! At the same time, he grabbed a silver platter of fruits and vegetables beside him, used it as a shield in front of him, and rushed towards Prince Morris and the gunman!

Just listen to "Bang! Bang! Two gunshots rang out, followed by "Ding! Bite! "Two crunchs! The two sought-after shots hit me on the silver platter that I used as a shield impartially! My hands were numb from the shock, but I still stood in front of Morris!

And when the gunman saw that he suddenly killed Cheng Cheng and bit gold, he was angry and ready to continue shooting, but unexpectedly, the gun suddenly jammed! He threw the gun to the ground in anger, but he turned and ran!

I yelled, "Don't let him run!" Get him! At the same time, he pulled out a throwing knife and threw it at the assassin's vest!

A silver light flashed in everyone's eyes, and the flying knife went straight to the back of the assassin's heart! Unexpectedly, the assassin was also a master of art and bold, and he heard the sudden sound of the wind behind him, and he did not look back, but turned around violently and twitched the staff of civilization in his hand in the direction of his back!

I only heard the crisp sound of "dang", the flying knife was struck obliquely, and the sound of "grabbing" was pierced on the wooden wallboard next to it, and it trembled with a "buzz"!

The assassin took advantage of this and turned and ran to the window! The moment he was about to jump out of the window, he turned his head and watched me make a vicious motion to wipe his neck, before he jumped through the window, "plopped" into the canal below the window, and was never seen again!