Chapter 121: Miracles?

In this way, the British not only avoided direct conflict with the Indians over the temple treasures, but also provoked strong resistance and even rebellion. Let the pirates, mercenaries, and other powers who came for the treasure rise to the wrath of the Hindu believers.

And in the end, as a "good guy", he came out to the rescue and played the role of a defender of the temple treasure. not only won the favor of the Asan, but also consolidated the foundation of its own rule in India; As for how much of the treasure is returned...... Don't you have the final say?

Zhao Wushuang basically figured out the current situation, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart: "Good calculation!" These British are indeed insidious and cunning, and indeed calculating. It's just that I can do what I can count. Aren't you trying to confuse the water? I'm here to turn this water into a monstrous wave! ”

This is the reason why Zao Wou-shuang is high-profile.

In fact, he had been somewhat aware of it since the landing, and when he saw all kinds of pirates and mercenary teams here, he basically guessed the plans of the British. So he deliberately made a high-profile appearance, using his super strength to leave an impression on these messy but numerous groups.

At that time, the Chinese community will definitely compete for cooperation, and non-Chinese will either cooperate or be afraid. When the time comes, let your men come into contact and see if they can twist these stragglers into a rope -- don't you British want the many groups here to overthrow the Indians first, and then divide the spoils unevenly and start a conflict and fight each other?

I just won't let you go with it. When the time comes, coercion and temptation will be integrated into various means, so that the British will not be able to eat and walk around!

Just when Zhao Wushuang was secretly plotting in his heart, in the depths of a large manor in this Tiruvonon Tapurem, in a white English-style villa. Two Englishmen, one fat and one thin, in suits and leather shoes, were sitting leisurely on the balcony, drinking red wine and talking.

The two were the heads of the East India Company in Kerala!

The skinny one, named David, was the supervisor; The fat one's name is Chris, deputy director. They were both Londoners, so it was quite nice to be sent together to run Kerala on the Indian side.

David took a gentle sip of the wine in his goblet and smiled, "Oh, my dear Chris. Your head is filled with amazing wisdom. It's amazing to be able to think of such a trick! ”

Chris, who looked harmless to humans and animals, responded very modestly: "David, you are wrong." In fact, this trick is not my original, but comes from the ideas of the ancient military theory of the Chinese. It's called borrowing a knife to kill! You don't need to come forward and borrow someone else's hand to achieve your goals. Finally, the fruits of victory are picked. Hehe. ”

"Murder with a knife? Well, it's an image. Borrow the hands of greedy adventurers or pirates to loot the treasure, and finally we'll do it again. Not to mention the treasure falling into our hands, it can once again raise the image of our British Empire in the hearts of those indigenous Indians. ”

"That's right, the Chinese also have a saying about this kind of result, which is called killing two birds with one stone."

"Oh? Ha ha. People say that you Chris is a Chinese expert, and it seems that it is true. You've studied that ancient and vast empire thoroughly. It's just that their bureaucracy is too rotten, the technology is too settled, and they were defeated by us not long ago. Treaties have been concluded in favor of our country. ”

Chris smiled and nodded: "Yes, China is a sleeping lion." However, I hope that this lion will never wake up. Ha ha. ”

At this time, a man who looked like a non-commissioned officer walked into the balcony after getting permission from the butler and whispered a few words in David's ear. He smiled smugly and said to a puzzled Chris, "My dear Deputy Director, a large number of outlaws have begun to gather at the Padmanaba Swami Temple. Some Hindu monks and Brahmin nobles have already made requests to us to send troops. ”

David and Chris both looked at each other and smiled, but neither spoke.

At this moment, the giant-like Zhao Wushuang had already taken Xiong Li and Lu Wenguang to the front of the Padmanaba Swamy Temple. Still quite a distance, Zhao Wushuang saw the golden temple in front of him. The exterior of the temple, which is made of polished boulders, appears to be covered with a layer of gold leaf, and then depicts extremely elaborate frescoes, and in some places inlaid with large rough gemstones such as unpolished native agate, which shimmer in the sunlight with a bewildering color.

The Padmanaba Swami Temple is not actually a separate temple, but rather a large area of buildings. Covering an area of more than 7,000 square meters, it was famous for its intricate sculptures in later generations, and it was also one of the favorite places for some poor travelers - Zao Woushuang certainly did not want to go, and the country of Ah Sange seemed strange and dangerous to him at the time.

Seeing the golden light that blinded people's eyes, Rao is Xiong Li, a man who was brave and determined to fight on the battlefield, was also a little short of breath: "Hey, fuck! How rich are these Fanbang natives? It was too extravagant to decorate the temple with gold. There is an urge to rob them when they look at it. ”

Lu Wenguang also nodded and said, "That's right, when I first came here, I couldn't understand it." Indians decorate temples with the most luxurious objects without eating or drinking, and the nobles are even more generous. But after a long time, I got used to it. And even if there were no heavy guards, no one would dare to touch the things in these temples. ”

The world is so big, it's really amazing.

Zhao Wushuang and the others walked some distance further, and they could hear some noisy sounds. Sure enough, I saw that many people, those who were attracted by the treasure, were all in the outer area of the temple, sitting or standing, talking to each other. They all gazed at the resplendent temple with greedy eyes.

And the open space near the main temple, the largest of the temples, is densely packed with devout Hindu monks. There were also some aristocratic lords who wanted to see miracles.

Between them and the outsiders was a group of heavily armed Indian soldiers, whose equipment was apparently supplied by the East India Company. But the number is not very large, only a few hundred.

Not long after Zhao Wushuang and the three of them arrived, suddenly this temple changed!

From the very tip of the main temple, there is a golden light, which is clearly visible in the strong sunlight. Immediately afterward, the ground in the vicinity began to shake slightly, and it rumbled as if there had been an earthquake. Some people who didn't pay attention almost staggered.

The monks surrounding the main temple were very excited at this time, and they all muttered strange syllables in Hindi and made all kinds of godly rituals.

Xiong Li glanced at Zhao Wushuang and snorted coldly in his nose: "It's all pseudo-gods, fake gods." The real dragon god is here, but these barbarians don't come to bow down. ”

Lu Wenguang translated to Zhao Wushuang, saying that these monks all said that this was a miracle. The gods will bestow a blessed chest of treasure.

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