Episode 79 The Greatest Country in the World

At about 9 o'clock in the evening of June 3, Major Fei Mo Qinghai, the deputy head of the Baoying Station at the Sticky Pole, was in a straight uniform, which was one of the six villas outside the city of Beijing. This time, I found the eldest son of Yongda, and after spending more than 30,000 oceans, I finally got a chance to meet. This time, he prepared another box as a "first filial piety" and gave it to Lord Yonggui.

Qinghai sat straight on the sofa and looked at the living room. This should be one of the several living rooms in this large villa, because on the wall hangs a bone plaque made of shoulder blades of an unknown animal, on which are engraved three large characters:

Africa Room.

Underneath the three Chinese characters, there is also a small English character: africa.

This large living room has a strong African character, and anyone can see it. It is more appropriate to say that it is not so much a living room as a display hall for hunting goods. On the left and right walls, there are ten lion heads that are exactly the same lion, which is quite magnificent. Above the fireplace, a whole tusk of African elephant is inlayed. At the entrance, there was also a specimen of a gorilla, more than one person tall, with a silver-gray coat on its back, and a fierce look, as if it was going to give all the guests who stepped into the living room a horse.

Qinghai looked around, calculating the value of these things in the living room. He doesn't know if Lord Yonggui has been to Africa or not, but the lions, elephants, and gorillas in the living room are obviously impossible for him to beat with his own hands. Obviously, Eiki has a clear penchant for wildlife products. Each of these items is worth a lot of money, and it is announced to everyone who asks for it: go out as soon as possible.

Qinghai stared at the box under his feet again, and his heart was a little more relaxed. It's early summer, but it's still cool under the butt. The sofa is covered with a mat made of the skin of an African rock python, and the smooth scales on it are cool and feel excellent to the touch. But Qinghai was extremely uncomfortable sitting on it, as if he had a feeling of being entangled and swallowed by a big python.

……

On the other side of the villa, in a larger, more lavishly decorated "North American Room", twelve blondes danced a cancan under the dazzling lights. These are American Broadway professional actors, who wear men's costumes on their upper bodies, top hats, open arms, and snow-white neckties around their necks, while underneath the suits are purely feminine lace sunstrings and high heels. Twelve blondes dance their canes in unison, accompanied by fiery dance music, and twenty-four toned thighs keep raising and waving neatly, which is quite spectacular, showing the hot charm of cancan full of difficulty.

The surrounding lights were dim, and there were five or six Qing officials sitting. Among them are the powerful ministers of military aircraft around the emperor, high-ranking officials of the army, and the head of the National Police Administration...... The host, of course, is the right deputy chief of the sticky pole, Yil Kyoro-Yonggui.

Some of these people in the North American hall are Yonggui who want to stammer, and some are here to befriend Yonggui. But now, everyone is sitting together and enjoying the "show" together in a harmonious group. Each of them had one left and one right in their arms, and each of them was holding a pair of beautiful girls wearing only three-point underwear. On the left is a young Broadway actor from the United States, and on the right is a female college student selected in Beijing, who specially selected beautiful looks and excellent English to "be a translator" for adults......

In an a** atmosphere, these high-ranking officials of the Great Qing Kingdom seemed to have forgotten about intrigue and deceit, and they were all immersed in the happiness in front of them.

Bai Jia-Fuxiang, the Minister of the Imperial Air Force, put his arms around the two girls next to him, one middle and one outside, and laughed loudly at the American girl on the left while touching them in the noisy music:

"Little Miss, do you say it's better for you to be in the United States or better for us in the Qing Dynasty?"

The Daqing female student on the right gasped for breath in Fu Xiang's arms, and did not forget to translate it in English. The American "little miss" on the left giggled and said in stiff Chinese:

"Daqing! Good! ”

Not only Fu Xiang, but even the officials around him laughed. Yonggui smiled:

"Little Mies, you said that the Qing Dynasty is better than the United States?"

The Qing schoolgirl smiled and translated in English again, and the American blonde girl said a few words with a smile, and then the schoolgirl said in a sweet voice:

"My lord, she said that our Qing army is stronger than the United States, the products are richer than the United States, the people are happier than the United States, and the country is richer than the United States......

"Oh?" Fu Xiang interrupted her and said curiously, "She said that our Qing Dynasty will be rich in the United States?" ”

The schoolgirl translated again, and after listening to the American girl, she smiled again:

"My lord, she said that the best villas on the west coast of the United States and Hawaii are all our Qing adults, and she said that if it weren't for our Qing adults, half of their banks in the United States would have collapsed...... To perform on Broadway, it is better to come to the Qing Dynasty to serve the adults. Hearing that they came to the Qing Dynasty, their companions were envious, saying that it was better to marry a Rockefeller than to marry an adult from the Qing Dynasty. ”

All the Qing officials laughed, and their self-esteem was greatly satisfied when they heard that the citizens of the powerful country on the other side of the ocean were so envious of them. Yonggui laughed and said:

"Come on, tip!"

Then he stretched out his hand behind him, and immediately a servant took a box and opened it, revealing a full load of foreign bills. He grabbed a few from it and grinned and shoved them into the blonde beauty.

The blonde girl took it out and looked at it, smiled again, and said something softly in a seductive voice.

The female student next to her was stunned, a little nervous, and translated in a hurry:

She said thank you for the reward, but if you could, ...... If you can give you a foreign currency, or dollars, you will ...... It's better. ”

When the sentence was translated, there was a bit of coldness around, and the faces of several officials changed slightly: this was obviously disgusted with the official currency issued by the Qing government. If others dislike it, they will dislike it, but it is actually such a "foreign plaything" and "foreign powder" who dislikes the Qing currency.

Yonggui, the deputy director of the sticky rod, still smiled, but thought in his heart: It seems that the whole world knows that the credit of Daqing banknotes is not good. Although the Qing currency is known as the silver standard, and the official price of one Qingyang is equal to seven coins and two cents of silver, everyone now knows that the official has been printing more money to plunder wealth from the people.

On the black market, if you want to exchange for a silver dollar with a face value of one foreign currency, you have to use at least two foreign bills. Moreover, in recent months, the depreciation of Qingyang banknotes has been accelerating rapidly, and private transactions are reluctant to use paper money, either silver coins or copper auxiliary coins, and paper money is not used as a last resort. Now take a clear foreign banknote to the bank to exchange for silver dollars, even the central bank of the Qing Dynasty will not exchange it for you at the official price. Government credit is gone.

Thinking about this, Yonggui still looked at this American blonde beauty with a smile. The American girl was still smiling, her royal blue eyes full of softness, but there was no trace of fear. On the contrary, the Daqing female students on the other side were already pale with fright.

Yonggui laughed, reached out and snapped his fingers. The servant behind him understood, turned and went out, and in less than a moment he came in with a large thick envelope, bowed down and handed it to Yonggui.

He opened the envelope, pulled out a stack of $100 dark green bills, and gave the American girl one.

In this day and age, $100 is a lot of money for a poor girl. This is true even for a poor American girl.

The American girl's eyes lit up, she took the note with the portrait of Benjamin Franklin, kissed it on the lips, stuffed it into her bra, and then put her arms around Yonggui's neck and said sweetly.

The frightened Qing girl next to her swallowed a mouthful of saliva and carefully translated:

She ...... She said that the Qing Dynasty was the greatest country in the world. ”

Yonggui Pi said with a smile on his face:

"Bigger than America?"

The American girl smiled charmingly and said something.

The girl's face turned pale again, she swallowed her saliva, and said tremblingly:

She said...... Of course, the Qing Dynasty is much greater than the United States, and the whole ...... The whole world knows ......"

Now even a fool can feel the smell in the air. Several Qing officials were very embarrassed, and some were a little annoyed. Such an explicit compliment on this American girl sounded sarcastic to these adults.

Their fragile self-esteem was stinged.

Several people stared at the American girl beside Eiki-sama, and they wanted to immediately order her to be dragged out and beaten to death.

The American girl also seems to feel that the atmosphere is not right. But she still smiled and looked directly at the spy leader of the Qing Empire, the right deputy chief Yonggui. It's just that there is a hint of neither humility nor arrogance in his eyes.

Yonggui stares at this American chick...... This poor and white, in addition to a good face and a good figure, has neither power nor power. He wanted to slap it down, but he held back.

…… Although they are here to make money by selling jokes, they are Americans. As long as she is "abused" here, this American chick who was still laughing and making money one minute will be able to stand up the next minute, walk out of here, and go directly to the US Embassy. Then, the U.S. Embassy will make the decision for this U.S. citizen who is making money by selling jokes, protesting, negotiating, and demanding an apology...... Then, I will feel the pressure from the Minister of Foreign Affairs, the Minister of Military Aircraft, political enemies, and even the emperor...... In the end, he, the dignified spy leader, probably had to apologize for losing money to this poor American girl who made money by selling jokes.

This is also what the Qing officials have been puzzled about. The Qing government has always put the overall situation first, and has never hurt peace for its own small people and friends. But why are AIAs so stingy, and even a poor and lowly person is so precious?

Yonggui turned his angry eyes away from the American girl, stared at the Daqing girl on the other side, and then smashed it down with a heavy fist, while shouting:

"You can't translate!"

The Qing schoolgirl was knocked to the ground, covering her face, convulsing in pain, and black blood slowly flowed from her fingers. After a few moments, there was a howl of pain.

…… It's not too much of a grudge, but it's a good breath.

Yonggui sat back on the sofa with a wave of his hand, and immediately two servants came in and dragged the girl away.

The atmosphere was awkward.

Fortunately, at this time, the servant behind him stepped forward when he saw the opportunity and whispered something in his ear.

Yonggui stood up, confessed to several officials, told them to continue, and then went out on his own.

……

Yonggui came to the other end of the villa and entered the African Room. Qinghai immediately stood up and saluted Lord Yonggui with a thousand salutes.

Yonggui looked at him with his eyelids raised, and sat him down with a shelf. After the two sat down, after a few simple greetings, Qinghai opened the dead little box under his feet, turned to Yonggui's face, and said with a smile:

"Lord Yong, this is a little filial piety for his subordinates, it is really not a respect, and please Lord Yong reward his subordinates for face......"

Yonggui glanced at the contents of the box and smiled slightly, his expression a little more kind.

The small boxes were neatly stacked with yellow gold bars, reflecting dazzling golden light in the light. Each gold bar is as wide as a matchbox, half as long as a chopstick, and has the word "1kg" cast on it, as well as a line of foreign characters.

He counted a little, this kind of one-kilogram gold bar is ten in a layer, and the thickness of this small box can be about three yards. That's thirty.

Yonggui was a veteran of collecting money, and in the blink of an eye, he estimated the approximate value of the thirty kilograms of gold bars. He knew that this kind of one-kilogram standard gold bar was worth more than 3,500 oceans, and thirty of them was the appearance of 100,000 to 110,000 oceans.

The son had already told himself before, he just wanted to talk to the emperor through himself. For this kind of help that is not difficult to help, the meeting gift of more than 100,000 oceans is not ungenerous.

Yonggui also understands that these 100,000 oceans are for the deputy stationmaster of a sticky pole in the Great Qing Kingdom, and if he is honest, it may take three or five years to enter the account. If you can "let go" a little, you will be able to get it in a year and a half.

And the salary of that position is more than 100 oceans a year.

Yonggui invited him to drink tea kindly, and said with a smile:

"Qinghai, you used to be in the Air Force, and you only entered the sticky pole later."

"Lord Huiyong," Qinghai quickly bowed his head and said, "My subordinates are indeed from the Air Force before. ”

Yonggui nodded, smiling and drinking tea. After a while, he said:

"So this Nanming exercise, a large number of planes were used, and you feel that you have come to see the fame."

Qinghai hurriedly said:

"The subordinates don't dare...... It's just that the subordinates know the Air Force better and know the potential of air power in war...... In this Nanming exercise, their ground aviation performed very amazingly in battle, and Nanming currently has air superiority over us......"

Yonggui looked at the ceiling, held Erlang's legs, and coughed without being salty.

"Ah, ah, my subordinates damn it, my subordinates made a mistake...... "Qinghai was startled, and quickly made his mouth wider, and said with a smile, "Air superiority, of course, is on my side of the Qing Dynasty...... Nanming lacks iron and coal, and only a few planes can't become a climate ......"

Only then did Yonggui return his smile, squinting his eyes and bowing slightly, motioning for him to continue.

Qinghai wiped a cold sweat and secretly congratulated himself for his quick reaction. At the same time, he was also sighing in his heart, he hadn't been to Beijing for a few years, and he didn't expect the atmosphere of Jingzhong pointing deer as a horse intensifying...... The newspapers and radio stations of the Qing Dynasty have been propagating that in the New Year's Southern Expedition, the Qing Dynasty has achieved a major victory, the Southern Ming Dynasty has sued for peace, and the Qing Army and Air Force have far surpassed the Ming Army...... But everyone knows that this is just a deception to the common people. Even most of the people don't believe it anymore. Could it be that these old men who write manuscripts in the capital believe it unconsciously?

However, he still cautiously and to the best of his knowledge, the information he collected about the Nanming exercise, as well as his influence on air-ground coordination and air strikes on the entire battlefield...... and so on, and told Yong-sama as plainly as possible.

Yonggui listened, his toes trembled one by one, his fingers slapped on the armrests of the sofa, his eyes glanced at the young subordinate in front of him from time to time, and then glanced at the gold under his feet, thinking in his head.

This person is obviously too young, full of romantic thoughts of loyalty and patriotism. Yonggui knew that this Qinghai was also a "worker's son", and he Ama was the former governor of Xuzhou, Feimo Sakda, who was shot dead when he was "bloodbathed" by the Nanming commando last year when he was "bloodbathed" in the Xuzhou branch office by the Nanming commandos. Sakda's son Qinghai was originally an officer in the Air Force, but he Ama found a way to get into the sticky pole and went to Baoying Station as the deputy station chief.

But last year, he Ama died at the hands of the Nanming commando, and this Qinghai formed a deep hatred with Nanming, and became a rare "extreme patriot" among the military and political officials of the Qing Dynasty. This year, the "Nanming spies" who were arrested and shot at Baoying Station are worthy of a branch office.

Now, this enthusiastic young man is relying on his knowledge of the Air Force to pay out of his own pocket to try to influence the country's politics and avenge his father.

…… keeps saying that airplanes are powerful, and he is also a Duhe.

Yonggui defined him in this way.

Yonggui knew in his heart that Nanming's exercise was for Daqing to see, and the so-called victory or defeat was arranged in advance as usual. …… Just look at the results of their exercises. The two divisions ate six divisions in one go in two days, and they only suffered a few thousand casualties, which is obviously a brag and a lack of drafts, which is too fake. What air superiority can you talk about, no matter how great the air superiority is, it can't be like this. When everyone else is stupid.

But Yonggui looked at the box of gold bars under his feet again, and felt that he would not take it for nothing. Qinghai is willing to be a fool, but he Yonggui is not willing to be a fool with him.

"Qinghai," Yonggui said thoughtfully, "Hearing you say this, this official also feels that this matter must not be taken lightly. It is related to the fate of the Qing Dynasty, and this official has decided to fight for you in front of the emperor, and strive to make the emperor understand this truth and deal with it as soon as possible. ”

Qinghai was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately got up, and a thousand people plunged down, and said loudly:

"Thank you, Lord Yong, for understanding righteousness!"

Yonggui helped him up with a smile again, and said with a smile:

"Hehe, where is it, the official also wants to thank you......"

"Ah, my lord......"

"Hehe, if it weren't for you, the official wouldn't have heard such a lofty statement...... You see that there are so many civil and military officials in the Qing Dynasty, who is willing to pay for the country for the sake of the country? Hehe, so, these things, the official will understand them, you still take them back......"

Qinghai was immediately shocked, and strongly said that this was a little of his heart, Lord Yong worked hard for the country all day long, it was too hard, and now he had to make a statement to the emperor for the country...... If Lord Yong doesn't accept it, then he will be too uneasy in his heart.

After a while, Yonggui was satisfied with the thirty kilograms of gold.

Later, the two chatted for a while, and Yonggui asked Qinghai to be sent out.

……

The next day, June 4, Yonggui, the right deputy chief of the sticky pole, entered the palace to meet Emperor Guangwu.

"Yonggui," Guangwu saw him, didn't say a word, and asked directly, "What do you think of this military exercise in Nanming?" ”

Yonggui smiled:

"Your Majesty, the weak division of Nanming has made such a farce! Your Majesty, in the eyes of a minion, this is a clown jumping off the beam, and the mantis arm is used as a car, which is not worth laughing at! ”

Guangwu nodded with satisfaction and smiled, and said:

"Yes, you're right. …… However, they are farce, but they are also a provocation to my Qing Tianwei. If you don't fight back, just bear it, it's hard to guarantee that you won't let the international laugh at me Daqing, which really strengthens Nanming's courage. ”

"The emperor means ......"

Guangwu smiled slightly, walked quickly to the map frame by the wall, circled it with his hand, and then knocked it vigorously.