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On the contrary, his arsenic is also my honey.

For the natives of Borneo who were subservient to Chinese rule, the opportunity to join the Guards was a detriment for Chinese immigrants and a source of weakness and madness. Because joining the Chinese Guard, it is equivalent to having a ticket to obtain Chinese nationality.

That cute little red book represents a moat in Borneo society.

Two or three hundred thousand natives who chose to submit now only have permanent residency, a small yellow book, and their ultimate goal is no more than that little red cutie.

With Chinese nationality, they can enjoy all the conveniences of the Chinese in the local area, and they can also obtain the qualification for land allocation.

For those indigenous aristocrats, they don't have to worry about the economy even if they don't get the red cutie, but what about the many ordinary natives?

They also want to live in tall and sturdy houses, and they don't want to continue to live in low, dim stilt houses; I also want to have a piece of land of my own, and I don't want to toil in the plantation and beg for food in the rainforest.

People have the ability to judge, whether owning their own land can create more and greater wealth, or is it better to earn money by working as a farmer for others?

Many indigenous people don't realize the importance of learning yet, but what about medicine?

Regardless of whether it is a large or small hospital, the Han people have absolute priority over the natives.

Compared with the original customs of the indigenous people of Borneo and the ignorant and backward prayer system, there is no doubt about the advanced nature of Chinese medicine.

In particular, the advent of surgical procedures. Disemboweling is magical for many Chinese, not to mention these natives who don't understand bullshit, and they are immediately worshiped as gods by countless natives.

Moreover, if a person with a Chinese household registration commits a lawsuit, the court will take the initiative to provide legal help, while the indigenous people who only have a yellow book in their hands must use money to get legal aid.

Including ordinary taxes, whether or not you have a household registration is the same. There are also positions of officials and public officials, both large and small, and they must also be Chinese.

Most of these natives who submitted to Chinese rule were naturalized, unlike the Dayaks who still maintained their primitive beliefs in the interior. In terms of faith, China's harsh management system has caused too much trouble for many Huangben natives. And if they get the red book, it will be too convenient to enter and exit the Tianfang Temple.

Even when they are financially bankrupt and suffer disasters, whether they are red or yellow, and the help they suffer are two concepts.

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As one of the first Dayak nobles in southwestern Borneo to submit to the Chinese, Shihab certainly didn't need to worry about whether the red book was the green book or the green book. But he had to worry about a large number of his relatives.

"Shihab Vedan has seen the Honorable Commander." In Wu Xiqun's office, Shihab behaved Han to Wu Xiqun in a proper manner.

His father was a sultan with 30,000 or 40,000 indigenous people, and the tribe had been active on the southwest coast of Borneo for hundreds of years. When China intervened in Borneo, when the 5,000-strong Chinese army was established, Shihab's father immediately sent someone to offer his friendship to Pontianak. And then now, both nominally and in reality, they are now Chinese Hanchen.

In the beginning. Shihab's father was confident that he would always hold the power of the clan. It is only necessary to recognize the suzerainty of the Pontianak Chinese, as his ancestors did when the Sultanate of Matara was strong.

Borneo was not the land of the Chinese, and he felt that what the Chinese needed was only suzerainty, not precise administration.

But how do they know that the world has changed beyond their imagination.

When a small port was carved out of the coastline in the heart of their tribe, when a small but solid castle stood by the sea in less than half a year, everything was out of control.

The Chinese merchants brought everything the entire tribe needed to survive. It's like a giant magnet that attracts an entire tribe of loose sand.

The Chinese put salt, tea, wine, porcelain, paper, cloth, silk, medicinal herbs, and small pieces of hardware that were absolutely precious to them on the shelves. Then the whole tribe began to slide rapidly towards the 'abyss'.

For their low productivity, the Dayaks lacked almost everything they needed to survive beyond food.

Salt is a necessity of life in the Dayaks, iron is the treasure that all people desire and hope for, paper has magical uses, fine porcelain is intoxicating, and silk and wine are insane. Although these people all believe in the Celestial Religion!

The ability of these two things to absorb gold in developed areas is decreasing, but for extremely underdeveloped places like Borneo, the effect is huge.

Silk, in particular, is a silky, breathable, shiny, rich and gorgeous object, which at first glance is a precious and exquisite object, and it is completely loved by the indigenous high-ranking people such as Shihab. It's not that they haven't seen silk before, but the quantity is too small. Where like now, is completely innumerable.

Since the sultans and princes like Shihab and his father could not control their desire to buy, let alone his father's chiefs, nobles, and tribal chiefs.

As more and more people became accustomed to trading in that small town, and when more and more goods flowed through their tribes into the hands of the Dayaks farther inland, contradictions arose and wars began.

The Shihab tribe, backed by the Chinese, resisted the attack of the powerful central Dayak tribe, and then the Shihab tribe, which also paid a certain loss and price, could only go further to China.

The following year, when a large number of people were brought to the plantation by the Chinese, Shihab's father realized that something was wrong and went to Pontianak to negotiate with the Chinese. It turned out to be gone and never returned. Not detained by the Chinese, but happy.

Yes, I can't help but think about it, the vast and profound Chinese culture can always find a perfect word to describe his father's various conditions, such as the other is called Jiuchi Roulin......

When Shihab's father completely handed over the power in his hands, there were four more white-skinned beautiful slave girls in his harem, and Shihab had two more white-skinned younger brothers.

These white-skinned slave girls bear a certain resemblance to the Dutch, but they are not Dutch. But for Shihab's father, and for many Dayak clan leaders, there was always a strong sense of substitution, which gave them a sense of excitement and stimulation that their own women could not give.

Even Shihab himself was very precious to his pair of white slave girls.

These Indian white slaves played a large role in the 'civilisation' of Borneo.

Since the second half of the 16th century, Europeans have existed in the South Seas for 200 years, and the Dutch and Spaniards have established strong rule in Luzon and Batavia, and the white race has unconsciously become synonymous with nobility and sacredness in the hearts of the local natives......

But now the Caucasian woman lies under their tanned skin......

Anyway, this is the case, the top of their tribe fell at the feet of the Chinese, and Shihab's father, Shihab and other high-ranking tribes all swore an oath to become Chinese.

One tribe, two tribes, the Chinese with a knife in one hand and a flower in the other, pocketed half of Borneo.

But there are still many people in Shihab's relatives and friends who do not fully identify with China, or are not qualified to get the red cutie.

At the time, I didn't think it had any effect, but now I look at it as a twist of fate!

The deeper Shihab's understanding of China becomes, and the more he understands many Chinese rules, the more he attaches importance to his little red notebook.

In Chen Ming's previous life, countless Chinese women sold that for a green card, and now countless natives are crying and shouting to give their daughters their hands in order to increase their accumulated points.

Not the wife of the main house? Yes, the concubine will be satisfied.

What? Is it a serious wife? That woman can immediately become a Chinese citizen, and then bring double the accumulated points to her family compared to the concubine.

That's really stepping on shit, thank you for your kindness.

The man's bullshit bride price will not be given, there is no point, and the cheap father-in-law will happily distribute a large amount of dowry, upside down.

No way. These natives were powerless to resist under the West Borneo system, so they had to adapt as hard as the indigenous aristocracy of Java and Sumatra adapted to the Dutch. Many poor ghosts who have just immigrated to Borneo still owe a lot of money to their nests, but they have already stuffed a woman in their nests.

In West Borneo under Chinese rule, the status of the Chinese people here is completely unimaginable to the ordinary people in the country.

Shihab was angry at his father's choice, and then he was lost because he saw the incomparable power of China, and he couldn't see where his future was. Although the standard of living of the entire tribe is improving day by day, as the high-ranking nobles of the past, they not only own large tracts of private land, but also own a part of the slaves, which has generated a large amount of wealth for them, enough for the family members to squander unscrupulously for a lifetime. Like Shihab's father, the latter's only quest now is to wait for the Borneo Service Company to deliver to his bed a pair of first-class Dutch slave girls he had ordered at great expense.

Enjoyment is the life of all the naturalized indigenous nobles.

Shihab is awake again, he doesn't want to live a life of drunkenness and dreams, he has seen his pursuit in his indulgence. Then he has to work hard to achieve this pursuit!

"Five hundred yellow cards?" Wu Xiqun, who was distressed by the 3,000 people who landed on Madura Island, received a great gift from Shihab.

The latter can organize five hundred yellow cards to land on Madura Island with the army, and in addition to this, he will take out another five hundred slaves, and many of those yellow cards also have slaves in their hands, and act together. That's one or two thousand.

"I beg the Grand Commander to give him a chance. I vouch with my life that all men are absolutely loyal to the Empire. ”

Of course, these people cannot be counted in the sequence of the '8,000 people' requested, but they can strengthen the momentum of the Chinese.

The surprise on Wu Xiqun's face flashed away, and after that, only happiness remained. "Haha, good, good. Shihab, your loyalty is a great relief to the Officer, and we are truly merging together, and our hearts are working in one direction. This official will not forget you when he is in Nanjing. "These people are militia and brave.

"You go and gather your men at once. Tell those yellow cards that the points in this battle are equivalent to the battle of Sarawak. In addition, the Grand Consul's Mansion has another reward waiting for them. ”

Wu Xiqun knows very well how to deal with these natives, don't talk to them about any big righteousness, just take out real benefits. When they fought against the Bruneian army in Sarawak before, when these natives cut off the heads of the same natives, even the same Dayaks, they would not see the slightest reluctance, and this is what they liked.

"In the second half of the year, I will go to the Central Political Academy [renamed again] to study the quota, and the official will also book the next one for you. You have to behave well. The happy Wu Xiqun opened his mouth and made a heavy promise.

Shihab's face was full of irrepressible excitement, which was equivalent to the points of the Battle of Sarawak, which was the highest combat score. They can get half the points of regular army fighters as auxiliary armies. There are also places to go to the Central Political Academy for further study, which is really a great harvest.

It's really good.

"Shihab's loyalty to the empire is always as broad as the sea, and his gratitude to the Great Commander is as blazing as the midday sun."

Wu Xiqun looked at Shihab, who had sworn again and again, and smiled with satisfaction.

He has been in Borneo for four years, and in two more years at most, he will definitely be transferred. But Wu Xiqun was unwilling to let go of the foundation he had laid in Borneo.

This Borneo is no more than the inland provincial capital, this place is equivalent to a colony, everything is new.

Although he Wu Xiqun is not the first person to be the commander of West Borneo, it is also eccentric, Wu Xiqun has never understood why the boss gave this name, but the past few years in office have been the real great development period of Borneo. The Wu faction has deep roots in Borneo.

Wu Xiqun was already looking for a successor for himself, who would continue to stabilize the faction after he left, and if Shihab joined in at this time, it would largely make up for the lack of strength among the indigenous people of the Wu faction in Borneo.

In recent years, the indigenous aristocrats of Borneo have become waste rice worms who eat and wait for death, spending every day drinking, eating, drinking and having fun. Occasionally, a few of them are thoughtful, and they are more uneasy and kind. was recorded on the list by Wu Xiqun, and he cleaned it up little by little. And Shihab is much more trustworthy than those natives, as long as his ass is not crooked, with his identity, he can naturally deeply influence the indigenous power of Borneo. For the Wu family, it is very beneficial.

Because of the corruption and degeneration of the indigenous high-level represented by Daddy Shihab, the integration of the indigenous people has been quite smooth in recent years.

Today, the indigenous people of West Borneo are divided into only two kinds of people.

One is an indigenous family that has married/sent their daughters to the Chinese or is doing things for the Chinese, many of these people have given themselves Chinese names, and they have broken off from the past, and they are in the spirit of the red cute drill rig.

The other is on the road of trying to catch up with the first type of person.

As for the people who are still the same as before, muddy, lazy and lazy to live a life, are they still people?

Borneo is large enough, sparsely populated, and has scattered manpower such as mining, logging, fishing, etc., and the pressure of survival competition between immigrants and local aborigines is very small, so the two sides can always live in harmony and beauty, and the development of river crabs is stable.

The 500 yellow cards that are now being organized by Shihab are all activists in the first group of people. It's a pity that many Chinese have pushed away the opportunity to join the guards, but they don't have this opportunity to get it.

Because there is also a Chinese in front of the name of the guard.

In addition to this, there is also a vigilante active in Borneo.

After Shihab thanked Dade for leaving, Wu Xiqun couldn't sit still. yes, how did he compare the number of 'eight thousand'? Let's build up the vassals first. In addition to those who are native, the Japanese can also use it.

"Come on, come on, come on, ......" (to be continued.) )