Episode 35 Ultimatum

Threw down the microphone to Xiaoqiang, spit on the ground, and looked around the dock viciously.

Xiang Xiaoqiang returned to the cabin and bathed in the cold air of the air conditioner, feeling extremely comfortable. When the Governor of the East Indies arrived, he sat down with the three old advisers and sorted out what Zhu Yourong had given him, as well as the attitude of the Ming Dynasty that he had discussed with Zhu Yourong.

Because Shen Rongxuan, the first assistant of the hawks, made up his mind to "be different from the previous cabinet", decided to take tough measures on the Nanyang issue, and instigated Xiaoqiang for more than ten hours, plus Zhu Yourong had already fallen into extreme grief and indignation, the final consensus was reached:

1: There must be no fear of using force.

2: Try to avoid the use of force.

3: Whether or not force is used, it is a foregone conclusion that the Netherlands will be at war with the Netherlands, so it is necessary to use all means to force the Netherlands to sell oil to the Ming Dynasty at the previous price and in sufficient quantities, even in a state of hostility between the two countries.

4: To force the Dutch colonial authorities to quell the riots within a few hours.

5: Forced the Dutch colonial authorities to set up a first-class investigation organization with the participation of Ming personnel to investigate the injuries suffered by the Ming expatriates in this riot, as well as the loss of property.

6: Forced the Dutch colonial authorities to extradite the murderer who participated in the murder to the Ming Dynasty and the Ming government to deal with it.

7: Forced the Dutch colonial authorities to guarantee that there would be no more similar incidents in the future and to treat the Chinese under their rule well.

8: The Dutch government must be convinced that the Ming Empire had the ability, the guts, and the interest to use this as a pretext to annex the East Indies. From now on, whether the Netherlands' various interests in Southeast Asia can be guaranteed depends on the mood of the Ming government.

Among them, the third point is related to the fundamental interests of the Ming Dynasty and must be done. Points 5 to 7 should be pursued as much as possible, and they can be flexibly mastered. However, as long as point 8 is met, none of the above points will be a problem.

Therefore, Xiang Xiaoqiang fully understands that he must play the role of a threatener. The most important thing is to put on a posture that is not afraid of war. It is necessary to make the Dutch government realize that the Ming government is not the same Ming government as before.

Originally, he was a son of heaven and a courtier, but now the son of heaven has also changed, and the courtiers have also changed.

……

The Chinese refugees in the port heard that the minister of the Great Ming Dynasty was coming, and it was the legendary general Xiang Xiaoqiang, and they all crowded under the Yong'an Princess ship for a while, and countless people cried bitterly and poured out their sufferings loudly. They showed the bloodstains on their bodies, hugged their dead relatives, and cried to death. It seems that they all know that it is Xiang Xiaoqiang who comes, and they will definitely be able to call the shots for them.

Some foreign reporters who had infiltrated the harbor to cover the news also immediately approached. Authorities and police did not allow journalists to enter, citing limited space in the port. But there were still a lot of reporters who helped carry the wounded and mixed in by the way. It's night, and even if there is a camera, they can't take pictures, so they take out their notebooks and wait, and interview Xiang Xiaoqiang as soon as he comes out.

It's already half past four in the morning, and it's been nearly an hour since the Yongan Princess entered the port. Xiang Xiaoqiang asked to see the Governor of the East Indies at about half past three, but now it has been half an hour, and there has been no movement at all. I have already reported the identity of the Da Ming Qincha, and it is almost impossible to say that the other party did not report it. The only explanation is that the Dutch East Indies Governor knew that the Ming Chin was waiting for him in the port, but he intended to leave the Ming Chin here to hang.

Now both sides know that there is going to be a negotiation, but whoever takes the initiative to ask to see the other party first will obviously lose momentum in the negotiation first, and then negotiate the terms with the other party will be somewhat passive.

Xiang Xiaoqiang stood in the cabin and looked down against the porthole. There were more fires in the city, as if the fire was getting bigger again. Now, for every minute of delay, the Chinese in the city are bleeding more.

It is clear that the Governor's authorities are using this hand to pinch him. Moreover, eighty percent of them have already consulted the country, otherwise he may not have such courage as a colonial governor.

After half an hour, Xiang Xiaoqiang gritted his teeth, his face pale. He knew he couldn't go on like this.

He turned and went to consult with the three old men. This time, the four quickly agreed that the most important thing was to quell the riots as quickly as possible and save the lives of the expatriates. You can take the initiative to go to the Governor.

"I took the initiative to see him this time," Xiang Xiaoqiang licked his lips and said viciously, "But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter at all." Soon they will be on their knees and begging us for mercy. Every drop of blood shed by the Chinese in Batavia now will be priced. ”

"That's a good thing to say to you." Song Ruhai nodded and smiled.

The three old men have always been cautious, and now that they know the bottom line of the Ming government, they are also full of confidence.

Xiang Xiaoqiang appeared on the deck again, and the harbor was boiling, and cries and cheers spread throughout the port of Batavia. Xiang Xiaoqiang stood in front of the huge Ming flag, took the microphone and said briefly:

"As the Great Ming Emperor, I represent Her Majesty the Empress and the government of the Ming Empire. But I have just invited the Dutch Governor in the East Indies to meet me, and Mr. Governor has not yet come. It doesn't matter, he doesn't come to see me, I can go and see him. But before I go to the Governor, I can assure you that from this day forward, the natives will never touch you again! Moreover, not every drop of your blood will be shed in vain! ”

Listening to Xiang Xiaoqiang's fearless words, the expatriates in the port first fell silent for a moment, and then a small number of young people cheered, but most of them did not cheer. There was a "buzzing" whisper in the port.

Obviously, Xiang Xiaoqiang's words were too full and sounded too irresponsible. Just now he asked the governor to come to see him, but he didn't pay attention to them, but now he took the initiative to meet them, and he didn't even see them, so he patted his chest here, saying that he would guarantee everyone for the governor. It's so unreliable. Most diaspora hopes for Xiaoqiang quickly faded. This reckless hairy boy will probably be removed and recalled from the country soon.

Xiang Xiaoqiang looked at the reactions of the expatriates under the ship, didn't say anything, put down the microphone, took three advisers and guards, walked down the gangway with the radio, found the Dutch personnel in the port, and asked to meet Mr. Governor immediately.

Soon, a Dutch official, smiling and speaking in Chinese, politely invited them into the car and took them to the governor's palace.

……

Xiang Xiaoqiang sat in the car, walking through the eerie, terrifying streets of Batavia. He looked out the window of his car, it was dark outside, and occasionally he drove past a fire, surrounded by a few locals with long knives in their hands, "patrolling" the neighborhood in groups of three or five.

By the light of the fire, from time to time I saw the corpses of Chinese people lying on the ground. Many of them are headless, or the head is right next to the neck. There were more corpses of Chinese women, all naked. But even these naked corpses were mostly ravaged and miserable. The lower body is stuffed with bamboo sticks, the chest is engraved with words or some kind of totem, and the torso and limbs are mostly covered with knife wounds.

A little Chinese girl, about ten years old and a primary school student, was lying quietly on the side of the road, wearing a white shirt, a short skirt, and a schoolbag. At first glance, it seems to be intact, and her clothes have not been taken off, but Xiang Xiaoqiang always sees that she is a little out of posture. The car drove over, Xiang Xiaoqiang still stuck his head out of the window to look back, and suddenly his eyes were closed, and he sat back in the car with a pale face.

I saw clearly that the little girl was lying on the ground, but her face was up. …… Her neck and shoulders were completely detached, but she was put in this position with great interest.

The little girl was very beautiful, like a porcelain doll. But she could never open her eyes.

I turned a corner and entered a "brightly lit" street. Shops on both sides of the road are burning, and groups of locals carrying long knives are still searching for "prey". But there seems to be no more "prey" in this neighborhood.

There were more corpses on both sides of the road, one at a few meters apart. Several piles of black stuff, resembling coke, but barely recognizable in human shape. These "things" that were once living people still retain painful postures.

Xiang Xiaoqiang stared silently at the piles of "humanoid coke" through the glass, imagining that they were dragged out of their homes by the locals, doused with gasoline in horror, and then crawled on the ground in pain with fire all over their bodies......

Gasoline, no doubt, is also "bought" from Chinese stores......

The Dutch official in the front passenger seat, looking at all this, also seemed very uncomfortable, he turned around and said with great difficulty:

"Lord Chincha...... I would like to say...... We actually ...... It's just ...... Oh, how can I say it......"

Xiang Xiaoqiang showed the most kind smile, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and whispered close to his ear:

"It's okay, you don't have to say anything. I get it, hehe. ”

The Dutch official looked him in the eye in horror, shivered, and immediately turned around and whispered to the driver to drive faster. He was even afraid that after a long time, he would be killed by the people in the back seat with guns.

……

Several cars finally drove into the gates of the Governor's Palace. For that official, the torture was finally over.

In the splendid living room of the Governor's Palace, the delegation to Xiaoqiang sat on the sofa, and the servants of the Governor in gorgeous robes served them coffee.

Xiang Xiaoqiang squinted at the servants and saw that they were all locals. The skin is dark, the facial bones are prominent, and it looks a little hideous no matter how you look at it. Typical Southeast Asian indigenous and Malay.

A Dutchman with glasses and the appearance of a secretary came in and said to them, "I'm sorry, it's just five o'clock, and the Governor hasn't gotten up yet, so I beg you to wait a moment."

Xiang Xiaoqiang suppressed his anger and said lightly:

"I'm going to see the Governor right away. Now the locals in the city are still massacring our Ming expatriates, and we must discuss and solve it immediately, and we can't wait for a minute. ”

The secretary could see that he was very proud, but he still looked a little embarrassed:

"This ...... His Excellency the Governor commanded that nothing should be disturbed while he was resting, so you see......"

Xiang Xiaoqiang knew that the governor had actually gotten up a long time ago, and he was here to put on a score to suppress the self-confidence of this young Ming Qincha. In the governor's opinion, this young official of the Ming Kingdom first wanted to see him by himself, but when he saw that he was not going, he had to run to take the initiative to see him, which was already half of the loss. Now sharpen his temper, and when we talk later, I will naturally pinch how I want.

Xiang Xiaoqiang sneered:

"In that case, I respect the habits of Mr. Governor, and let him sleep. Oh, by the way, please remind him when he wakes up, he lost a precious hour to snooze. This hour was supposed to be an hour that the two countries could use to work together and strive for peace. ”

After speaking, he picked up his coffee, blew it casually, and tasted it.

The secretary was a little stunned, recalling his last sentence. I didn't expect to hear the words "strive for peace". He was surprised.

He hesitated, leaned closer and whispered:

"Lord Chincha, before I go to wake up Mr. Governor, can I take the liberty of asking what your last sentence means ......?"

Xiang Xiaoqiang drank coffee and ignored him. On the side, three old men in suits and leather shoes were sitting in danger. Song Ruhai glanced at him and said coldly:

"Nationals of one country are massacred on the territory of another. This, I think, the whole world knows what that means. ”

The secretary's face changed slightly, he bowed slightly, and walked out quickly.

After a few moments, he came back and gestured "please":

"The Governor is waiting for you in his office."

……

In the large and gorgeous office, the Dutch Governor in the East Indies, a pot-bellied old man in his fifties, with several medals on his chest, lying in a wide armchair, staring at Xiang Xiaoqiang with half-squinted eyes.

Xiang Xiaoqiang sat in the oak chair across from his desk, and the three advisors sat on the sofa. The two guards stood straight behind Xiang Xiaoqiang.

The governor didn't speak, but just made a gesture that meant to say, "You want to see me, ok, now that you see me, say it."

"Mr. Governor," Xiang Xiaoqiang slowly leaned up, his elbows resting on the governor's desk, his eyes almost on the governor's face, "hehehe...... When we met for the first time, I wondered if Mr. Governor would be able to make it easier. ”

As he spoke, he reached into the cigar holder in front of the Governor, slowly took out a cigar, slowly bit it into his mouth, and looked at the Governor with a grin, his snow-white teeth like he wanted to eat people.

The Governor, a man of Sven, had never seen such a posture, and his body retreated, unconsciously in a posture of self-preservation, while listening to his secretary's translation.

Hearing that it was not something like "kill your whole family", but just a matter of convenience, the governor laughed:

"What type of convenience is Mr. Chincha referring to?"

Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled and said:

"Ben Chin is here to represent Her Majesty the Empress of the Ming Dynasty and the government for a formal meeting with Mr. Governor. Could you, Mr. Governor, allow us to provide us with a small room where we can communicate with our Government at any time? …… You must know that the whole family of our consul has been wiped out on the territory of your country, so if we contact China, there is no need to run to the consulate, hehehehe......"

The governor listened to the translation, looked at Xiang Xiaoqiang's eerie smile, and "the consul's family was destroyed", and felt cold sweat oozing from behind.

He smiled: "I understand what Mr. Qincha means. If you want a small room to serve as your country's temporary consulate in the Governor's Palace, you can, no problem. …… However, the consul family that the gentleman said ...... Seems a little irresponsible......"

Xiang Xiaoqiang smiled, did not answer again, but motioned to Sun Jiye and Wang Hexiang to take the radio and go to the small room next door with the governor's secretary. They set up a radio station there and could send the negotiations back home at any time or receive instructions from the country.

Xiang Xiaoqiang bit off the head of the cigar, and then the guard behind him immediately reached over and lit it for him. Xiang Xiaoqiang took a deep puff, almost choking on speechlessness.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......***, this is so ......rushed," he scolded, coughing as he said, "We ...... Ahem, get down to business, ahem...... On behalf of the Ming Government, I ask His Excellency the Governor to restore calm to Batavia before eight o'clock in the morning. It's five o'clock and you have three hours. ”

The Governor stared at him for a moment, smiled, and smiled like a kind elder:

"Dear Mr. Chincha, do you think I like this riot? Do you think I didn't make an effort to quell the riots? …… No, I've been trying to do what I can, like the most devout Christian, to do everything in my power to avoid things getting worse...... My forces are limited, the police are scarce, and we don't have many troops in the East Indies right now......"

"There's not a lot of troops, is there?" Xiang Xiaoqiang silently thought and nodded, "Well, good, good." ”

The Governor glared at him, "What do you mean?" ”

"Huh? Boring. You go on to say. ”

The Governor looked at him, and for a long time continued:

“…… I am like the most devout Christian...... In order to ensure that your expatriates can leave the dangerous area, I have specially dispatched police to guard the port, so that your expatriates can wait for evacuation in the safe place of the port......"

Xiang Xiaoqiang stared at him and said:

"That is, there are a few policemen in the port, but I took a car from the port to your mansion, and all I saw was that the locals were burning, killing, raping, and committing adultery against our expatriates, and not a single policeman saw them. …… If you insist on saying that, there's not much to say. You say that you are a devout Christian, well, you Christian, listen up, I repeat: before eight o'clock in the morning, the riot must be silenced in the whole city. I don't care if you can do it or not. If you can't, you, a devout Christian, will see what Satan is. ”

The Governor stared at him in astonishment, as if a decent man had been insulted:

"You're intimidating me?"

"I'm intimidating you."

The governor raised his hand: "Then we don't have to talk any further, you can go." Problems in the city, I will continue to work hard to solve them. But I will never accept intimidation from anyone. ”

Xiang Xiaoqiang stretched out his upper body over the table again, his eyes almost close to him, and said:

"You don't accept intimidation, your Majesty Queen Williammina, and Hendricus? Your Excellency Prime Minister Clariant, you may be able to accept intimidation. ”

"What do you mean?!"

Xiang Xiaoqiang stretched out his hand behind him, and at this time, a telegram from China had been transmitted and transcribed.

Xiang Xiaoqiang took a step back and solemnly handed the document to the governor with both hands:

"I should be grateful to transmit it to your Government on my behalf. This is the last attitude of our country. ”

The Governor took it in astonishment, looked at it quickly, and muttered:

"Eight o'clock is not over yet...... severing all diplomatic relations...... If it doesn't end at nine o'clock, the two countries are automatically in a state of war......"

He raised his head and said expressionlessly:

"You're crazy."