Hearing Liang Pengfei's comments on the court, Pan Youdu was really a little speechless, however, what Liang Pengfei said was indeed not wrong, not to mention Nanyang, today's Annan, although nominally the king of Li is in charge, but in fact, Annan's Manchu Dynasty civil and military, the entire country's financial, military and political power, all are firmly in the hands of Liang Pengfei's subordinates, almost every day there will be Chinese through the border of Guangdong and Guangxi into Annan to obtain land and farming tools, here to reclaim production and life, as well as the forced implementation of sinicization, Pan Youdu believes that it will not take much to cancel the name of the country of Annan, and it will be directly called Annan Province.

But even so, Guangdong and Guangxi, which are adjacent to Na Annan, are almost ignorant of the political changes in Annan, and even if they hear that Na Annan promotes the Chinese language and promotes Chinese characters, they only regard it as King Li's gratitude to the Heavenly Empire for the grace of the restoration of Sheji, and he is bent on emulating the suzerain's country.

Liang Pengfei exhaled a puff of smoke obliquely, watched the smoke roll in the room, and said indifferently. "Father-in-law is relieved, the court can't control it, and they won't care about the affairs of those barbarian small countries, otherwise, how can they entrust the right to foreign affairs that should belong to the country, and actually entrust your father-in-law and a businessman? Unless one day, those people touch their roots and bombard their gates, they will suddenly be shocked, it turns out that those barbarians are also quite powerful. Liang Pengfei's tone was full of mockery. Even then, I'm afraid they won't be able to wake up. ”

"I said virtuous son-in-law, why do you make me more confused the more I listen to this?" Pan Youdu moved his body a little uneasily, looking at this son-in-law who seemed to be tired and dangerous, but was as dangerous as a tiger on the couch.

The couch he was lying on was the couch of the court, and Pan Youdu didn't know that one day, Liang Pengfei would suddenly stretch out his hideous fangs and claws flashing with cold light to the court. Although by now, Pan Youdu has already known that the ambition of this beloved son-in-law is extraordinary, but he still has a guess, after all, since the establishment of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, uprisings and rebellions can be said to have occurred one after another, but the problem is that none of them have succeeded in overthrowing the court.

Now, Pan Youdu really can't see that Liang Pengfei can have any opportunity to overthrow the court. Moreover, in Pan Youdu's thinking, although Liang Pengfei is proud overseas and invincible in Nanyang, after all, it is Nanyang, not the land of Kyushu, and the people of the world will regard their beloved son-in-law as the lord of the world?

At least, Pan Youdu felt that he wouldn't, even in private, when he talked about Liang Pengfei with Ye Shanglin, Ye Shanglin also meant this. However, all this can only be solved by himself, Pan Youdu thinks that he is a good hand in business, but engaging in politics is really not his strength, all he can do is to bet his family name on Liang Pengfei.

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"Father-in-law, the British envoys who went to Yanjing to pay tribute have already left Beijing, and none of their demands have been fulfilled, do you know?" Liang Pengfei crooked the corners of his mouth and smiled weirdly.

"Of course I don't know, why, are you saying that the British legations would be annoyed by it, and then ...... This is unlikely, although the military discipline of the court is rotten now, but after all, the millions of soldiers in the court are there. Over the years, the court has never stopped fighting, and there are no fewer veterans of a hundred battles who dare to work hard. How dare a small delegation of envoys do this? Pan Youdu first startled Liang Pengfei's words, and after thinking about it for a while, he carefully said the words.

"If it was just a group of envoys, of course they wouldn't dare, but if they had the entire East India Company behind them, 4,000 British troops, 30,000 Indian servants, and 41 large and small warships, nearly twice the size of the Dutch colonial navy, do you think?" Liang Pengfei's rhetorical question made Pan Youdu stunned for a moment, and then said. "But virtuous son-in-law, you didn't decide the South Seas in World War I, so magnificent, when you can deter those Western colonists, do those British still dare?"

Liang Pengfei couldn't help laughing: "Father-in-law, you know my identity, but the British don't know, besides, the attack on the British envoy has made them see clearly how strong the navy of this country is." And those Qianlong Emperors, arrogant to the point of no return, even for the British envoy's salute for nearly a month, in the end, and rejected all the conditions of those British, they have long been holding back the fire in their stomachs, at this time, the son-in-law is ready to pour another spoonful of boiling oil, not to allow them not to go crazy. ”

"What boiling oil?" Pan Youdu couldn't wait to ask.

"Of course, the heads of the niece-in-law of Lord Dundas, the chairman of the Board of Supervisors of the East India Company, and his companion Ham, and the heads of a hundred and seventy-eight British sailors, of course, were salted and lime, and placed in a large box, and I have made a special request in the name of Marcello, the Spanish governor of Luzon, to have them passed on to the members of the British legation at the appropriate time." Speaking of this, the evil smile on Liang Pengfei's face became more and more obvious.

"Oh my God!" Although Pan Youdu has never believed in ghosts and gods, but now in front of Liang Pengfei, Pan Youdu feels that his beloved son-in-law is really bad to scum, and compared with him, the bull head and horse face, black and white impermanence in front of King Yama can simply get a good person card. "What good can you do by doing this?"

"It's not good, it's not good, and my son-in-law really doesn't bother to do it, because I think it's a waste for the Spaniards to occupy such a large area of Luzon." Liang Pengfei smiled hehehehe, his face was cunning and greedy, like a thug who had just blown open the door of a bank vault.

Looking at Liang Pengfei, Pan Youdu was speechless for a while, it seems that his beloved son-in-law's appetite is really, too good, it is surprisingly good.

"Spain and England are a family feud, I just let the hatred between them deepen a little more, besides, the richness of the mineral deposits on Luzon, my son-in-law I have long coveted, before, because I was not strong enough to annex, but now it is different. So, naturally, I think differently than I used to. Liang Pengfei put away his ugly face for a long time, and he was serious.

"I'm going to borrow Yingyi's hand and kick this nation's ass hard to make them understand that the Heavenly Empire's system is now a bit outdated. Moreover, I will take the opportunity to destroy the strength of the British in the East, lest they stab me in the back of my ass when I deal with the Manchus. Let them at least for two to three years, there is no way to threaten my back road, my back garden. Liang Pengfei took a vicious puff of the cigar, squeaking the cigar tip. I've planted a few nails in their legations, and with their help, this kick will be heavy enough, and I just hope that one kick will be enough to wake them up. ”

"Then you're not afraid of kicking this court awake?" Pan Youdu pondered for a long time before asking.

"Of course not." The smile on Liang Pengfei's face looked extremely calm. "This court is already hard to return, it has been broken to the bones, all the internal organs are rotten, and they don't even have the determination to rectify the rule of the world, let alone change the world? After all, the masters of the Manchu Qing Dynasty want to plan for those Manchu moths, as long as the world is not chaotic, for them, everything will be fine. So, I'm not afraid. At the time of the last sentence, Liang Pengfei was already arrogant. Hearing his words, Sun Shijie, Ni Ming and others were excited.

And Pan Youdu, after thinking for a long time, Fang Zi smiled bitterly: "In your eyes, virtuous son-in-law, what you see is that there is still a future in the world, but the old man's vision only sees the present, and those money and silks......"

When Pan Youdu left, he had already thrown away all his burdens, thinking about it, he had such a son-in-law, and he was still afraid of root hairs?

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One head, two heads, the moment one hundred and ninety Caucasian heads fell out of the huge wooden box, the entire deck of the Lion seemed so dead silent, and then a neat sound of vomiting resounded across the deck.

The faces of the Caucasian people were full of panic and despair, and some of them maintained the hideous scream of their mouths open when they were dying.

"God, my God......" Macartney's hands covered his face, but he couldn't hide his gray eyes, which were full of horror and consternation.

Staunton threw himself directly onto the side of the ship, vomiting as hard as he could, as if he was trying to regurgitate his stomach. His son, Little Staunton, stared blankly at the heads of lime and salt that had rolled out of the overturned box a dozen paces away. His mouth trembled, but he couldn't make a sound.

At this time, a Chinese interpreter Liang Sanhuai walked over, his big hand gently covered the eyes of the little Stangdong, and whispered comfort to this child who was only twelve years old. He is the best relationship with Little Staunton among several Chinese interpreters, and he is also the most trusted by Little Staunton, and his appearance at this moment has given little Staunton great psychological comfort.

Little Stangdong closed his eyes, hugged Liang Sanhuai's waist tightly, and buried his head in his arms, as if this interpreter could give him enough security.

"Teacher, why is that?" After regaining his calmness, Xiao Si Dangdong asked Liang Sanhuai. "Who is so terrible that they actually cut off a human head, and are they not afraid of God's punishment?"

Looking at the student's clear eyes, Liang Sanhuai showed a strange smile on his face: "It's these dead guys who should be afraid of God's punishment, not those who cut off their heads." ”

"Why, did they do something wrong?" Little Staunton's Chinese is now extremely fluent.

"Of course, if they do something wrong, they should be held responsible, just like you Western burning, burning people alive, rather than just cutting off their heads, this already represents the mercy of the torturer." Liang Sanhuai half-squatted and whispered in Xiao Sitang's ear.

Xiao Si Dangdong nodded as if he didn't understand, what he didn't know was that the crimes committed by these people were enough to Ling Chi in Liang Pengfei's eyes!

(To be continued)