Chapter 130: My Own Voice

In the early morning of January 18, 1900, Palembang, Sumatra, South Sea.

Hearing the whistle outside the harbor, the Dutch Governor of the East India Colony, Martin. Chilson couldn't help but look around, and only began to feel relieved when he saw the Ceris fleet looming not far away, and at the same time, a bitter smile appeared on the face of the Governor.

Amid the solemn military music amidst the ship's roar, a task force consisting of two Ryukyu-class battleships "Dreadnought" and "Nanjing" and six other cruisers of the Seris South China Sea Fleet sailed into the harbor one after another.

Amid the cheers of the Chinese immigrants in the harbor who collapsed and cracked the ground, all the warships of the Seris Navy once again collectively sounded the whistles on the ships, and the salute from the auxiliary guns of several warships further detonated the warm emotions of the Chinese people on the shore.

Looking at all this, the Dutch governor Martin muttered in frustration, "These Seris are finally starting to make their voices heard......

With the raising of a bright five-star red flag in the former Governor's Palace in Palembang, a new page in history has been opened......

……

At the same time, the Republic of Celis, Yanjing, Haitian Pavilion.

The morning sun poured into the room through the window, looking at her husband's still sleeping face beside her, Wu Xiatong blinked with a smile, she knew that her husband had been busy dealing with the negotiations with the Dutch these days, and he was a little tired.

Since the two got married, Chen Zeyu's actions have always shocked the eldest daughter of the Wu family, and in addition to deep admiration in her heart, this young wife has also been accompanying her husband without regrets, and fighting together for the goal of the same heart.

With both hands touching the face of the man next to him, Wu Xiatong couldn't help but bow his head and kiss it.

At the same time, Chen Zeyu, who was **, was also awakened by the wetness of his mouth, and couldn't help laughing after opening his eyes.

"What do you want to do in broad daylight......

Before he finished speaking, he took the initiative to take his wife and kissed him bitterly, and the movements in his hands were also put down, and he had already picked up the other party's delicate body at the same time, which made Wu Xiatong's soft body tremble uncontrollably.

"Nasty, when did you wake up?" Wu Xia Tong said coquettishly.

"Hehe, when did you learn to beat a rake...... You didn't wake it up yet, you female ......"

"Ahh Don't say it! Wu Xiatong couldn't help but pounce on her husband.

Chen Zeyu happily caught his wife's delicate body and kissed it again, "Well......"

After a long time, Wu Xiatong had fallen softly again, leaning on her husband's warm arms, reminiscing about the ** brought by the extreme stimulation of her lover just now, and when she quietly aimed at her husband, she happened to bump into Chen Zeyu's hot gaze that could still melt people, and her face couldn't help but feel a little shy, but her heart was full of happiness.

Chen Zeyu stretched out his hand to put his arms around his wife's shoulders, neither of them spoke, everything was silent, and both parties quietly enjoyed the warm moment of this early morning.

Wu Xiatong pressed her face against her husband's body, and the ring finger of her left hand kept drawing circles on her lover's chest, and she didn't know what to think of and laughed.

After a long time, there was a cry of a baby, and the couple got up......

Taking over the son who had just finished drinking milk in his wife's arms, Chen Zeyu said happily, "Hey, this kid is quite punctual every time he eats." ”

"Hehe, you don't look at who gave birth to it," Wu Xiatong said.

"Heh" Chen Zeyu replied, "Isn't that also my son!" ”

Wu Xiatong glanced at him, and was about to continue arguing, but the phone on the side rang!

Chen Zeyu handed over his son to his beloved wife, walked over and picked up the phone.

"Well, I think it's okay...... Let's put 500 people first...... Okay, that's it, huh. ”

Chen Zeyu said and put down the phone.

"What's wrong? Isn't the business of Nanyang not over yet? Wu Xiatong waited for him to put down the phone and asked softly.

"It's almost over......"

After kissing his son's immature face, Chen Zeyu shook his head and said, "After beating away the Dutch, we Seris can be regarded as able to gain a foothold in the Southern Ocean!" ”

"Great, Hanyin, you can also take a good rest." Wu Xiatong hugged his son Dongdong and replied with a smile on the side.

"Alas, it's too early to rest," Chen Zeyu stretched and said with a smile, "Although it is a big victory to kill the Dutch, it is still far from my goal." To be honest, we actually compromised with the West this time, leaving West Sumatra to the Dutch in order to avoid a direct confrontation with the British, and when we really say nothing in Malacca, we can really say that we can sit back and relax......"

"I heard that the Chinese in Java, South Seas, are going to establish a state?" Wu Xiatong said, "Hasn't Java been ceded to us by the Netherlands......

Chen Zeyu nodded and said, "Yes, although it is said that it is to the homeland, after all, it is not as good as taking care of yourself." After several generations of estrangement, the local Chinese are still a little wary of the local political axe, and many second-generation Nyonya are not willing to merge into the local political axe......"

"Then you really promised them to build a state?" Wu Xiatong wondered.

Chen Zeyu laughed and said, "Why not? Anyway, I don't care about them, compared to the gold and oil of Borneo, to be honest, I really don't like the rubber and coconut in Java. Besides, it is not necessarily a bad thing to have some different voices within a nation...... Of course, after all, Java was also shot down by our soldiers, and if you want Java Island, you have to use real money to 'redeem', hehe......"

"That'...... Aren't you afraid that this kind of thing will happen in other places like Borneo? Wu Xiatong glared at him and said.

"Heh" Chen Zeyu said coldly, "What is given to them is theirs, and what is not given to them, I see who dares to ask for it...... Besides, Borneo, which is adjacent to Luzon, is not the same as Java after all, and there are many local Chinese who have joined our Seris nationality early on, so it is relatively easier to deal with such incidents. ”

Wu Xiatong nodded with relief.

"Alright, let's not talk about it!" Chen Zeyu hugged his wife and walked downstairs, "Go down to eat, my son is full, I'm still hungry, I was squeezed by you just now......"

"Oh, you're talking nonsense again!"

"Hahahaha......"

While the heads of state and their wives in Yenching were enjoying their families, the newly established province of Southwest Ocean (which included East Sumatra, Borneo, and the Timor Islands) in Seris, where the newly established local government was busy sending troops and men to take over the administrative affairs of East Sumatra and the rest of the affiliated colonial islands.

At the same time, the Dutch colonial officials in these places also packed their belongings, and the few surviving Dutch colonial officials embarked on the ships back to the mainland one by one.

Almost at the same time, in several concentration camps on the island of Java and Borneo, a large number of Dutch soldiers who had been "stranded" there also became happy. Compared to the frustration of their own top brass, the most important thing these Dutch soldiers who had been captured by Seris was when they would be able to return home.

As part of the peace treaty between Seris and the Dutch, the day after the agreement came into effect, the government announced the release of the first batch of 500 Dutch colonial soldiers. Most of these fellows who were the first to recover were pampered officers in the Dutch army, and compared to the other Dutch prisoners in the concentration camps, these people could even rush home before mid-February to spend a comforting ** festival with their loved ones.

Seeing these former compatriots smiling and lining up to walk out of the camp gates, the remaining Dutch soldiers and prisoners all looked envious - most of the Dutch soldiers still had to stay in the prisoner of war camp until their own country had paid all the war reparations...... (To be continued.) )