Chapter 896: You Caught Me
Wiping his sweat, the representative of the governor said not to be outdone: "This is not India!" What else can you Seris do here but to sneak up on a sneak attack like this!? ”
Shi Tingge sneered: "Our sages of Seris once said: Come and don't be rude, what we can do is to return what George Anson did to you!" ”
The Governor's representative still said to himself: "This is Maryland, not London......"
Shi Tingge laughed: "George Anson is also robbing our Cyris's colony, we are very reasonable and modest. ”
This phase of the negotiations was over, and since Stinge had given only three days to negotiate, the Governor of Maryland hurried to Baltimore, and he was overwhelmed by the demands of the Serisians. Originally, he had conceived that he would do his best to compensate the people of Seris in monetary terms, but it was impossible to hand over George Anson, which was an extreme insult to Great Britain.
By the third day, the Governor was still racking his brains for an alternative, and his temporary residence was surrounded by angry Baltimoreans, and if Britain had enough troops here to repel the Serisians, there was nothing to say. But now Britain has no way to protect the people of the colonial powers, and is unwilling to solve the problem sincerely, and tens of thousands of people in Baltimore, under the guns of Seris, have been sent to the altar by the stupid and arrogant British foreign policy, and may become victims at any time.
"Hand over George Anson!"
"Britain's affairs Britain settles by itself!"
"For the sake of cowpox, not to mention George Anson, even His Excellency the Governor should sacrifice himself!"
The Baltimorean noise lurked in something that made the Governor extremely uneasy, and the pressure from the Maryland Colonial Council and the Baltimore City Council forced the Governor to begin to think about how to bow to the Seris without being punished by London afterwards.
"Those damn councillors in London were so shit in the first place, but they didn't wipe their asses clean!"
When bigwigs from places like Philadelphia and Richmond also began to pay attention to the matter, the Governor realized that if the matter was not properly addressed. It may also trigger an already acute conflict between the thirteen states and London.
Under full pressure, the governor's staff brainstormed and finally found a compromise, and Shi Tingge's response was: "You Britons really want to save face......
The Governor meant. George Anson could not be handed over to the Seris as a criminal, but could be escorted by both sides to a third country in Europa, such as Portugal, as a controversial pending figure, to be decided by mutual agreement between the diplomats of both sides.
This is also a loophole in the French language, and George Anson is nominally not a criminal. It wasn't handed over to the Seris, but in fact George Anson's life had already been handed over. If the Seris really wanted to kill Anson in anger, it would be a violation of diplomatic agreements, and the Governor and even Baltimore would not have to bear too much responsibility.
The Spaniards were utterly shocked by this, saying that Britain had never set such a precedent. Considering that this is the limit of the other party's bowing head, George Anson is placed under his supervision, which also means that the three-year pursuit is not in vain, and at the same time, this can also give the general office a big gift. asked the General Office to have an extra bargaining chip in negotiations with Britain, so Shi Tingge put aside his personal grievances and agreed to the matter.
Then again. The night is long and there are many dreams, who knows if the British battleships will suddenly arrive in large numbers. Don't look at Stinge domineering Baltimore with two cruisers, he actually has a handful of sweat in his hands.
As for the second, in view of the great kindness of the Seris people who were willing to teach the technique of cowpox, the Governor not only took on the responsibility of repaying all the treasures, but also gave back to the Seris with the honor of building statues, naming streets, and setting up anniversaries. …,
On May 3, George Ansen boarded the Xiangjiang under the escort of a group of British Marines, accompanied by an envoy sent by the Governor of Maryland and a major representing the British Army in the thirteen states. These people are called escorting George Anson, but they are actually protecting Anson's safety, and when they arrive in Portugal, they will be handed over to the Portuguese side for supervision, and the Seris cannot do anything with him.
The scene of George Anson and Shi Tingge's meeting on the Xiangjiang made the audience still sigh many years later, and the two looked at each other silently for a long time. Anson spread his hands and smiled, "Okay, you caught me......"
The hatred in Shi Tingge's eyes had faded a lot, and he smiled slightly: "Originally, I thought that I would have to circle the earth until London could catch you." ”
Then the two of them looked at the same time, sighed loudly, and the three-year obsession dissolved, and their hearts were empty, and then the nostalgia for the sacrificial robe and the awe of the endless ocean sprung up.
Anson and Shi Tingge's fateful bond is only the beginning, the two still have a lot of stories in the future, when Anson, as an admiral of the Britannica, who has made great contributions to the construction of the British Navy, is dying, the last sentence he muttered is "Shi, I'll go first, you can't catch up now." ”【1】
The murderer and the pursuer were relieved at this moment, but for the people of Baltimore and even the North American colonial powers, the matter was far from over.
I thought that if Anson was handed over, the big trouble would be solved, but I didn't expect that on the issue of compensation, the locals were hit again.
Two-thirds of the loot that Anson did not sell, either on the ship or in the warehouse of the port, and it would have been nice to return the goods directly to the Serisians, but the remaining third would have been in trouble. The goods worth up to 100,000 pounds were mainly silk, tea, porcelain, spices and ivory, etc., which prompted the military of the thirteen British states to agree to the Governor of Maryland's disposal of Anson, and it was also Anson's sale that violated British law and could be regarded as smuggling, so the military also had an excuse not to protect Anson.
The Governor did not think too much of it, and demanded that the buyer hand over the smuggled goods and stolen goods on the pretext of buying them. He had thought that the matter was justified and supported by the law, and that the Baltimoreans should have a spirit of sacrifice and dedication to the relief of Baltimore's troubles, so there should be no resistance.
Unexpectedly, the people who bought these luxury goods were either rich or expensive, and they all thought that they were in a buying and selling relationship, and even if they handed it over, the governor should compensate for it, after all, it was a disaster caused by Britain itself. Now that the Governor, in French, had so brutally deprived them of their belongings, the discontent was suddenly rising.
On the other hand, Stinge found it too cumbersome to carry the silk, porcelain, spices, ivory, and so on. Since you can sell high-end here, why not. It was therefore suggested to the Governor that goods other than gold, such as gold, could be commuted into gold and silver compensation, and that existing goods could continue to be sold. At this point. The Governor's attitude was extremely tough, and he firmly disagreed. This was a serious undermining of the economic policy of the British colonies, and Anson had previously relied on the huge seizures that allowed him to act as he pleased. But now it is sold by the Serisians, and it is a smuggling act that alarms the entire upper class of London.
The word has spread that Seris luxury goods are being sold, and people from all over the states are pouring in, the attitude of the Governor. Once again, Britain's policy of strict control over the North American colonial powers was highlighted, and most of the colonial people at this time had not yet thought of rebelling against the mother country, but the grumbling was constantly escalating.
“F@ck……”
In the tavern on the pier, a group of farmers from Virginia plantations complained.
"I bought ivory! And Seris Tobacco! It's all gone! More than two hundred pounds, they are robbers! Shouldn't the Britons compensate Seris themselves, how did it become that we had to compensate? ”…,
"None of us were so cold to our slaves, we were always concerned about their health, and we were even responsible for their marriages. The gratitude of the slaves was also heartfelt, but what did Britain think of our colonial people? Slaves are not as good as them! ”
A seven or eight-year-old child who accompanied his father quietly listened to the uncles' discussions, inadvertently. Originally, the simple feelings for the mother country of the "motherland" in my heart were also corroded by these discussions.
"Little George, you're a Virginian first, then a British, huh...... I don't think it's necessary to be Britons or not. If this continues, Britain will sooner or later lose the support of the colonial powers, and maybe Britain will not care at all! ”
The policy that the goods on the farms could not be sold directly to other colonial nations had long accumulated considerable dissatisfaction among the farmers. Little George's father, under the influence of alcohol, spat out a completely different kind of complaint. made little George's sense of belonging to the "motherland" further deviate.
"Father was right, I, George Washington, of course, were Virginians first, then colonists, and finally Britons."
Eight-year-old George Washington couldn't stand the strong smell of tobacco and alcohol in the tavern, and after staying for a while, he left the tavern with his friends. Play on the pier. At this time, an agreement had been reached with the Seris, and the port was no longer a dangerous area. But the two British warships, leaning together, their masts broken, and their hulls full of holes, still tell of the fierceness of Ceris's gunfire.
Looking into the distance, the battleship of Ceris is like an elegant swan, lying on its back on the sea, and George Washington subconsciously regards Ceris as a heroic warrior who dares to challenge the dragon, and his eyes are full of admiration.
"For the sake of freedom, the Seris defeated the Tatars who oppressed them and established their own state. In order to restore their thousands of years of glory, the Seris are preparing to completely exterminate the Tatars, and a new era will usher in the East, which is also a new era for the world! ”
"Praise Seris! Praise to freedom! Praise all actions against tyranny! ”
In another tavern, Samuel Adams reads a French book written by the Frenchman Rousseau, and he and some young people discuss excitedly everything about Seris.
Originally, Seris was just a vague term from Europe, and the mystery, elegance and nobility attached to it had nothing to do with the blood in his heart. But after this incident, he suddenly found his way, and in the past few days he had been frantically searching for books related to Seris, and finally found something in it that made his blood boil, and he seemed to have seen the path for which he would fight all his life, and he would die without regrets.
In addition to Adams, other like-minded young people gathered to discuss what was happening in the Far East, and even to the point of comparing the Tatar oppression of the Seris with the tyranny of Britain in the North American colonies.
In another plane, where Adams joined the "Children of Liberty" movement many years later, he is already awakened at the age of eighteen.
In the hotel, Benjamin Franklin is also writing hard, and like the rebellious and simply dissatisfied with the loss of profit, he writes more calmly, but at the same time more pessimistic.
"The Governor's disregard for the interests of the people of the colonial powers is extremely short-sighted, and I am concerned to see that the upper echelons of Maryland and even Virginia have accumulated more dissatisfaction with the economic policies of the British colonies, and even with Britain itself. They have begun to realize that no matter how hard they try and how much they have achieved in North America, there is still an iron chain on their heads, which will ruthlessly strangle them at any time. ”…,
The Governor's willingness to teach cowpox cultivation techniques free of charge was also diluted by the Governor, who allowed only a few doctors to communicate with the Seris on a private level, on the grounds that he could not support the matter at the official level without the consent of the London authorities. While this was also related to the Governor's desire to send the Seris away as soon as possible, it was in fact a great obstacle to the spread of the technology. The technology of cowpox can save countless lives, but the British French and colonial control system cannot tolerate such good deeds, which makes people have to suspect that such French is evil law, and such control is indifferent and ruthless. ”
On May 12, 1740, the Cyris fleet left Baltimore and headed for Europa, where tens of thousands of people saw them off at the docks, all with confusion in their eyes, and some with a wistful glow.
Anson's cruiser, the Garati, which had been bombed to pieces, was towed to the side of the dock by the locals and offered as a souvenir. A monument has also been erected in the harbor, a bust of Stinge has been erected outside the city hall, which was erected by Baltimore to thank the Syris for bringing cowpox technology, and even a stone monument has been erected next to the dock warehouse where the Xiangjiang bombarded the ship, explaining in detail the ins and outs of this intimate encounter.
The Cyrisians left behind in Baltimore more than that, the idea of "freedom against tyranny", the insistence on justice even to the end of the world, and the ugly face of the oppressive colonial system that Britain had so hard to maintain, all of which were buried deep in the hearts of some people, waiting to ferment at the right time. (To be continued)