Chapter 32 Barefoot is not afraid to wear shoes
Brisbane City, a seaside mansion on the edge of Moreton Bay
It is a pale white Victorian villa belonging to Sir Dennis, perched high on the edge of the Esplanade, and is an extraordinary example of the richest man in Queensland.
Downstairs in the hall
Sir Dennis had a thick cigar roll in his mouth, the iconic crown of a British man on his head, and his grey eyes were cold and ruthless, and he would only be restrained when he treated his family and children.
"Dear father, how about I wear this style of cream dress that is popular in Paris? Is it good-looking? ”
Fiona, who is tall, turned around lightly, and her creamy white skirt with intricate lace fluttered, setting off her curvaceous figure and being particularly moving.
"Very beautiful, you'll shine at tonight's ball, my dear Fiona."
"Really?"
"I'm sure of that."
"That's great, I'm really excited, thank you father, you're the nicest person in this world."
Fiona jumped up excitedly, put her arms around Sir Dennis's neck and kissed him on the cheek, and then ran away with a scent of incense, and could still hear the laughter of silver bells.
Such a beautiful and expensive dress is of course worth a lot of money, and it costs hundreds of pounds.
That is, the value is equivalent to an expensive bulletproof wagon, plus a nine-barreled Gatling hand-cranked turn-tube machine gun.
It was worn by the young lady and was only one of the many dresses in her wardrobe.
Fiona is the second daughter of Sir Dennis and is in the prime of her youth.
The eldest daughter, Lilia, was married to a British official in the Straits Settlements and now lives in Singapore, thousands of miles from the Lord of Brisbane.
In addition to John Dennis, the only son, there is also the youngest daughter Jenny, who is 16 years old this year and has reached the age of the first love.
Sir Dennis married his wife, Ovilla, who was originally a young aristocratic widow, and inherited the Baron Street of the dead ghost's husband, rich and beautiful.
Defeating many competitors, Dennis was able to marry Ovillia, thus inheriting the title of young widow and having three children.
It should be said here that the eldest daughter Lilia is a drag oil bottle left by her predecessor, but fortunately, the British don't care about this.
Madame Ovilla came over in a luxurious dark purple dress, her fair neck with visible wrinkles, the mark of time.
"Dennis, our daughter Fiona is happy today and she is very much looking forward to the dance party in the evening."
"I don't think she's looking forward to the ball, it's that little bastard of the Edwards, don't think that wearing the uniform of the Imperial Navy can cover everything, I know that little Edward is a regular visitor from Canberra to Brisbane's red light district, and he can only talk about it, a rotten aristocratic gentleman."
"Dennis, be careful about what you say and do."
Madame Auvilla frowned in disgust, her chin still raised high, showing the pride of a noble woman; "Young people are absurd, it is understandable, little Edward was born into the old nobility of Manchester, it is our honor to marry them, there is no need to get to the bottom of it, don't forget your own birth, just a poor poor boy by the sea."
"Ma'am, you don't need to remind me of this all the time."
"I don't mean anything else, dear Dennis." Ovillia's tone softened, and she patted Dennis's hand slightly apologetically and said; "Edward's strong Imperial naval background is a noble quality that is widely recognized by white Queensland parliamentarians, and his run for governor with that old fellow Frank will benefit us greatly if he succeeds."
"I know that, but the election prospects are not optimistic!"
"How so?"
"You don't know, although Frank has been widely criticized for governing Queensland over the years, there are also a group of vested interests who firmly support him, and this old bastard is now very close to the new Chinese leader Lee in Chinatown, and recently vetoed Edward's bill to ban Chinese laborers in Parliament."
"Oh my God, who is Lee, and when did this happen?" Ovilia could no longer maintain the composure of an aristocratic woman, and was able to swallow a duck egg in her surprised red lips.
"Lee is a bold Chinese boy, who has partnered with Mr. Wexford, the director of immigration, to resell naturalization certificates, and has tens of thousands of votes in his hands, and has risen to become an important force to be reckoned with in Queensland, which is very difficult to deal with."
Dennis took a puff of cigar smoke and exhaled slowly, letting the thick cyan cigar smoke encircle, holding Ovillia's white little hand with his backhand, and said; "Although Frank, this old fellow is mediocre, but we are developing well in Queensland, it is not good to offend him completely, and we must always leave a way back for ourselves, so I don't want Fiona and little Edward to get too close."
"Honey, Fiona isn't young anymore."
"I can afford to wait a few months."
Ovillia thought about it for a while, and was finally persuaded by the man, nodded and said; "I'll look at Fiona at the prom, don't let her do anything out of the ordinary, and wait until the gubernatorial race has an eyebrow, and let her keep her distance from little Edward in the near future, so that it won't be difficult to clean up in the end."
"That's good."
While the husband and wife were talking, Jenny, the housekeeper, walked in through the door, holding a light blue letterhead; "Sir, madam, this is an urgent letter just delivered, and the person who sent the letter said that you should read it now, it is very urgent."
"Oh...... Show me. ”
Dennis opened the envelope, and there were only two very simple sentences inside;
Don't meddle in things you shouldn't, you can't afford the consequences, it's just a stern warning!!
Now get down on my stomach and ask God for forgiveness!
Watt?
Dennis and Ovilia saw these two words at the same time, and their incredulous eyes collided, and an emotion called anger slowly rose.
In this world of Queensland, only Sir Dennis has ever threatened others, when did it turn around?
"Bang bang bang...... Bang bang bang ......"
Before the two men could say anything, a series of dense gunshots shattered the window glass, and it fell to the ground with a "bang" and shattered, causing sawdust to fly across the window lattice, and many bullet holes appeared in the white wall.
The housekeeper Jenny was caught off guard, and was beaten by random shots and was covered in blood, and the screams stopped abruptly.
Without saying anything, Dennis and Ovilia quickly lay down like frightened rabbits, then crawled forward in a hail of bullets and glass shards, hiding in a hard corner.
"Bang bang bang...... Bang bang bang ......"
The bullets fired from the outside were incessant, and the occasional neighing of people outside could be heard, and then quickly fell silent.
I don't know how long it took
When all this was calm, Sir Dennis, who had always been calm, could not help but tremble, while Baroness Auvellia trembled with fright and burst into tears.
Outside the once luxurious courtyard, there were now seven or eight corpses of white guards and servants lying in the middle of the place, and many more were wounded or frightened hiding in the corners, by the flower beds, one by one.
The most terrifying thing is that more than 30 good horses of noble blood in the stable were all brutally killed, in addition to the owner's Irish hound, which died on the way.
This ruthlessness revealed from the bones makes people shudder and has enough convincing power.
The attack took place in a white ghetto, and five mounted police officers were killed on the street at the same time, and the attackers immediately repelled with one blow, leaving no trace, leaving only this mess for the self-government office.
With the mediocre talents shown by the state sheriff, almost no one had any illusions of catching the murderer.
When death was real, the traditionally arrogant white community fell silent.
When the news reached Speaker Edward's mansion, the nobleman, who had always remained calm, was furious, knowing who had done it, and Governor Frank knew who had done it, and all the discerning people knew who had done it.
Except for Lee, who had been hiding in the Red River Valley Ranch, no one in the entire Queensland dared to act so boldly, and no one had so many elite subordinates, like an arm.
In keeping with British tradition, the white armed forces in their Dominions consisted mainly of local militias.
This is true in North America, in Scotland and South Africa, and in Australia.
The entire Dominion Army is almost negligible, with only one Royal Rifle Battalion, based in Canberra.
Australia's most powerful military force is the British Empire's South Pacific Task Force, which has three old warships, the Warrior, the Old Woman and the Georgia Cavalry, as well as several military auxiliary ships, including coal carriers.
The South Pacific Task Force plus the naval supply depot in Canberra has a total of about 1,500 personnel, most of whom are fleet officers and men, and only more than 300 naval sailors belong to the naval supply depot.
This is just a number on paper, in fact, there are already many Navy soldiers who have left their posts without permission and run to Queensland to pan for gold, and thank God that there are only half of them left.
Well, it's not a big deal.
It just so happened that naval officers could eat empty salaries and make a small fortune, and when they needed to sail far, they could recruit people temporarily, and there were many drunk sailors in the port every day.
As the saying goes, there is no double blessing, but there is no single line of evil.
More than 100 people were brutally slaughtered in the Dennis Gold Field, and John Dennis was also tragically killed in a shootout, being shot eight times and lying on the edge of a wooden house.
When the shocking news came again, Speaker Edward, who had been shouting loudly and vowing to catch the murderer, fell silent.
His straight back suddenly fell down, and his ambition was shattered at this moment, like brilliant fireworks extinguishing in the night sky, disappearing without a trace.
Drums don't need heavy hammers, smart people naturally know who to aim their guns at?
Faced with bad news, Speaker Edward was crushed at once.
has been in Queensland for decades, in the final analysis, he is just a noble lord, with assets and a family, how can he fight hard with the unconcerned Chinese, and he is not afraid to wear shoes barefoot.
The ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny, and he has to pay everything for the ideal, and Speaker Edward has not yet had such great courage.
In the face of the crisis, he decisively shrank his eggs.