Chapter 39: The Art of Duel (2)
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It was already night, and the beautiful garden was dim, except for the dim candlelight from the open ballroom, which made it possible to barely see the silhouette of a figure dozens of yards away.
Countless Spanish and Portuguese noblewomen of both men and women crowded the edge of the garden, looking at the duelists standing 20 yards apart from each other, all sorts of expressions of surprise and whispers mingled.
The Bishop of Lisbon and the Spanish Magistrate Fernando are still mediating at the last minute. Although it was not a matter of God to hit each other with muskets in such a dim situation, they did their best to defuse the tempers of both sides for the sake of the safety of the American parliamentarians and the personal image of the Spanish naval officers.
"Lieutenant Colonel Perez, would you like to apologize to His Excellency Councilor Yan for his impulsive behavior?" Fernando looked at the troublemaker with a disgusted expression, but he still said the words of mediation according to the procedure.
Holding a musket with good ammunition, the stout Spanish officer proudly puffed out his chest, and the mustache on his mouth trembled slightly: "No! Never! I have reason to insist on my opinion, and even if there may be a misunderstanding caused by this, I will not tolerate the provocation that His Excellency Councillor Yan has just made to me! ”
Ha, duel? Maybe at this point you should shoot me in the nose to get a chance of hitting!
Perez looked at the vague young American man opposite him with great contempt for the fact that the other party was holding a small musket that seemed to be "only used by women for games".
"Your Excellency, as a distinguished gentleman, would you be satisfied if Mr. Perez on the other side said that he would retract his previous remarks?"
The subdued voice of the Bishop of Lisbon was deliberately loud, and his eyes were fixed on the young man who was an American congressman. Several young noble ladies seemed to be excited, and their chests rose and fell violently under the shortness of breath.
To have a gentleman who is willing to duel with a soldier for himself, in the European high society of this era, is simply the dream of every aristocratic daughter! What's more, he is still such a noble, rich and handsome gentleman!
"No...... Strict...... Don't ......"
Caterina tugged at the hem of her skirt, her eyes were about to burst into tears, and she looked at the young man who was smiling at her not far away, almost unable to control herself and wanted to rush out to stop the duel.
"It should be fine." Although Su Zining was also shocked that his friend would be so bold, looking at the other party's confident gaze, he had no choice but to quietly hold Katarina's arm.
"No, nothing can compensate me for the loss of my personality and dignity right now." Yan Xiaosong spun around his fingers with his pistol and looked coldly at the Spanish officer with his head held high on the opposite side, "Your Excellency Bishop, Your Excellency Viscount Fernando, please start!" ”
"Well, I'm sorry, two gentlemen, now, please check your weapons until I count to three...... Let me emphasize that in this duel, you will only have a maximum of three chances to shoot, and hopefully this will clear up the misunderstanding. ”
Fernando shrugged his shoulders, took a few steps back, and began to count down in his mouth: "One ...... Two...... Three! ”
"Bang!"
The Spanish lieutenant colonel pulled the trigger very quickly, and a beam of flames and snow-white smoke obscured his vision. The women around them screamed and covered their eyes.
When the smoke cleared, the young man from the East opposite Lieutenant Colonel Perez was still standing with a grin, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry to shoot.
"You're in luck......" Lieutenant Colonel Perez pouted, not surprised by the situation. There is no shame in this, it is simply unthinkable to hit the target in this situation.
"Your Excellency, why are you ...... Well, it's time for you to shoot. Fernando was also surprised why the American congressman, who always had a smile on his face, would give up shooting in the first place.
First looked back at Caterina who was already bloodless, Yan Xiaosong took a deep breath, raised his pistol, and aimed his crosshair at the Spanish officer opposite.
"Phew!"
The pistol flashed a little, not very obvious, and the Spanish officer opposite him exploded in a cloud of blood mist on his chest, and then fell to the ground with a look of disbelief.
The crowd erupted into screams of even more horror than before, and countless noblewomen and daughters hid in the arms of the men beside them in fright. The Spanish officials and aristocrats, including Fernando, were dumbfounded, and several eyes were fixed on the small pistol in Yan Xiaosong's hand.
"Lieutenant Colonel Perez...... Oh my God, this hapless guy is hopeless. ”
He squatted down and touched the other party's face, and those big eyes looked at the night sky vacantly, and their pupils had dilated. Fernando suddenly felt a chill in his back.
"Miss Caterina, it's time for us to go dancing!"
Throwing the gun back to Zhu Xiaoli in a chic manner, Yan Xiaosong walked in front of Caterina in a few steps, took the other party's hand, and then led the other party towards the dance hall.
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The atmosphere in the ballroom was very strange, as if they were shocked by the bloody duel just now, not a single local nobleman or noblewoman left early, and people stood around the ballroom, quietly watching the couples of men and women dancing in the center of the dance floor.
Zhou Kemin stood on the edge of the dance floor, the accordion hanging in front of him playing strings of notes, and a song "Waves of the Danube" floated like clouds to all corners of the official residence's ballroom.
The 17th-century musicians watched in amazement, except for a small drummer who played the beat carefully and independently, and the men and women of the ballroom were stunned by the beautiful and smooth dance music.
And the four pairs of young American dignitaries dancing with each other on their shoulders and dancing modern ballroom dances in the field made the aristocratic men and women who thought they were living the most upper-class life in Europe silent.
"This is also something you discussed?" Yang Wenwen was led by Su Zining, turned a very beautiful circle, and then whispered when she was about to return to the other party's arms.
"If I say it's all improvisation, would you believe it?" Su Zining smiled bitterly, accurately stepped on the next beat, and began to slide to the side with the other party, "Now, this place belongs to you, respected Miss Yang Wenwen." ”
"Yan Xiaosong said that you like to hide topics very much, I don't think that's the only thing...... In my opinion, it should be that from now on, the whole of Europe will begin to throw their arms on you and Yan Xiaosong. ”
Noncommittal, Su Zining looked sideways at another pair of men and women not far away, and sighed slightly at his familiar friend.
Not far from Su Zining and Yang Wenwen, Zhu Xiaoli, who was dressed in a straight military uniform, was spinning in circles with Yuan Xinyi, a foreign language translator.
"Why don't you jump with Su Zining, I see that you have liked to be together since you were on the boat." Zhu Xiaoli secretly glanced at Su Zining and Yang Wenwen who were sliding past him with an embarrassed expression, and his voice was very low.
"He wouldn't talk to me more than anything about work...... In fact, everyone is the same, they are all working, including dancing now, for others to see. Yuan Xinyi shook her head slightly, actually a little indignant, but her tone was a little different from the confidence and elegance of translating Spanish.
Zhu Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, so he had to shut up.
Nurse Xia Qiuyu is relatively short, her dance partner at this time is the ship doctor Lao Zhao, this honest middle-aged and steady man actually has good dancing skills, and his decent movements and strength cleverly cover up Xia Qiuyu's relatively unfamiliar dance steps.
"Brother Zhao, can you stop recruiting any more 'European female workers', I know what a few of you men think!" Female college students who have not really completed their studies in the medical profession are blushing at this time and still holding their ground.
"Hehe, Xiao Xia, if you look at the problem from the standpoint of the community committee and Xiao Su, it won't be like this. Actually, it's for your safety......"
The ship's doctor, Lao Zhao, smiled bitterly and carefully pulled the little nurse, who was ten years older than his former daughter, back from the circle.
Unlike the skillful dance steps of Su Zining and others, Yan Xiaosong and Katarina's dancing is much stranger. The Spanish girl, who did not know modern ballroom dancing, could only stiffen her body, blushing and carefully moving her feet to the rhythm of the other party, and occasionally stepping on the other person's feet.
At a close distance, the young man who had always had an optimistic smile actually looked calm at this time, and he could hardly see any emotion. He also whispered strange English phrases, and from the ups and downs of the rhythm, it was obvious that it was in tune with the current dance music.
"When the sun rises and shines on the water.
White clouds fly, waves jump.
The golden light is shining, and the wind is singing.
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Watch the Danube roll and tumble over the waves.
Infinitely good scenery has been arranged for both sides of the strait.
The mountains on both sides of the river are lush and green.
The fields on both sides of the shore are fertile and wide.
Boats on the river come and go like clouds.
It's really fascinating.
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How many beautiful legends are told.
How many moving ballads are sung.
You have nurtured our dear homeland.
Also irrigate crops to grow. ”
Gradually, Caterina also hummed softly along with Yan Xiaosong, and the elegant dance music was like an invisible, ever-expanding net, gradually enveloping the two of them together......
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The prom is over, and all the uncertainties have been confirmed today.
A three-year trade agency contract was signed with Fernando's trade agent, and more detailed trade details would be handled by a dedicated staff sent by the Manhattan Community Council.
With the explicit support of Fernando, Parliamentary Governor of Lisbon in the Kingdom of Spain, the Spanish Navy will be used to escort the European convoy to Porto Heroísmo in the Azores.
With the final approval of the Duke of Bragança, the colonial governors of Brazil, Africa, and India, who were still in the hands of the Portuguese nobility, received a top-secret letter.
The final result was the killing of the hapless Spanish naval officer, Lieutenant Commander Perez, and an impeccable modern dance that made everyone realize the power of the civilization of the "Chinese American Republic".
A splendid civilization that has put the whole of Europe in the wind, a pile of exquisite trade goods, a hideous power that can explode at any moment in elegance and nobility.
"Su Zining, maybe from now on, Europe 'belongs' to us."
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