Chapter 732: Father and Son

"Father, do you really want me to go to India?"

On the outskirts of London, on the shores of Lake Weschen, there is a beautiful manor house nestled in the mountains and rivers.

The estate belonged to successive Dukes of Marlborough.

Old Churchill would come here on weekends to recuperate.

And at this moment, he is patiently listening to the complaints of his eldest son.

There is no doubt that the current Governor of Ireland, the first heir to the Duke of Marlborough, the Marquess of Blumford, the incoming new Governor General of India, John Churchill, did have the capital to seduce the Countess and the mistress of the British Crown Prince, and make her hot-headed choose to elope together.

Just as Zhu Fugui's handsome appearance provided him with many help in his entrepreneurial journey, John Churchill's appearance also helped him win his father's favor.

Unlike the third son, who was casually thrown to Beijing, the elder Churchill has always groomed John Churchill as his successor.

So when John Churchill heard that his father had applied to Her Majesty the Queen for his transfer to Calcutta, he rushed back to England and complained:

"Father, it's too hot in that hellish place in India, I don't want to go to India at all, I don't want to be neighbors with damn yellow-skinned monkeys, they are all devils, they are the spiritual inheritors of Temujin, they are butchers who walk the earth!"

Old Churchill lit a cigar, spat out a smoke ring, and suddenly asked, "Son, do you know what brand of cigar this is?" โ€

John Churchill shrugged his nose and replied without hesitation: "Trichinopoly cigars, father, when did you switch to this brand of cigars?" โ€

Churchill Sr. did not rush to answer, but took a cigar from the humidor, took out a cigar cutter and cut it himself, and handed it to his son.

The latter was not polite, and took the cigar from his father's hand and swallowed the clouds and smoked.

"How's it taste?" Churchill Sr. asked.

John Churchill replied, "Very good, in the top 10 cigars I've ever tasted." โ€

"So do you know where Trichinopoly cigars are made?" Old Churchill asked again.

"I remember that their advertising card said that these cigars were made in Cuba......

But if you ask, father, those damned businessmen must have played tricks again, let me think about it......"

John Churchill thought for a moment and replied uncertainly: "Dominica or Jamaica?" Or Brasilia? It shouldn't be Brasilia, which doesn't produce such good cigars. โ€

"Neither!"

Old Churchill sighed and said:

"Dominica, Jamaica, has long been controlled by the damned Mingren.

Today, Cuba is not immune......

Cuban cigars were out of stock three months ago.

A mercenary group called the Xiangshui Security Company overthrew the Spanish regime on the island of Cuba and killed the Spanish governor.

The evil cultists of the Cult of God took the opportunity to land and began to develop followers there and monopolize the tobacco trade, of course, the real master behind them was the damned two-gun Zhu Fugui! โ€

"Oh, father, you shouldn't mention that filthy name, as if he existed to remind us that savagery and ugliness still exist in this world......"

John Churchill's hand holding his cigar trembled a little, and it was clear that the photograph of his brother being cut in a slice a few years ago had taken a heavy toll on his spirit.

"Speaking of which, father ......"

John Churchill shifted the subject, "Have the worshippers, whose beliefs are even more outrageous than the Ottomans, already appear in Cuba?" Damn, when I was in Ireland, the cozy life of drinking tea and hunting every day was ruined by these guys. โ€

"John, is the situation in Ireland really as bad as it was in the State of Intelligence address? Could this be an exaggeration by you in order to defraud London of appropriations? Churchill asked.

"Oh, my father, how can you think so much of your most honest son!"

John Churchill shook his head and said, "The real situation in Ireland is ten times worse than the report I reported, those Irishmen took off their green hats and tied yellow turbans, and somehow their combat effectiveness has soared several notches!"

The main thing, of course, is that there are too many of them, and they are increasing every day.

These damned Irishmen can't just sit at home or kneel in front of church like their parents and grandparents. Accept God's just judgment?

Why should they go against the will of God and against the laws of the empire and commit adultery?

Even if you die, you won't be able to go to heaven, it's so stupid! โ€

"Well, those lowly Irish people don't deserve sympathy, they deserve the same fate as the Jews!"

Churchill Sr. affirmed his son's idea.

It is unforgivable that these inferior peoples should dare to rebel against the arrangements of the British Empire, for whatever reason.

In the early days of the previous wave of anti-Semitism, Benjamin Disraeli had questioned the legitimacy of doing so, and the elder Churchill said bluntly in front of the Queen:

"The Anglo-Saxons are by nature noble and superior, and we have a common heritage that has been formed in England for centuries and has been perfected by our constitution."

"I hate the slanted-eyed, yellow-skinned guys, but I also hate the red-haired guys, and the guys with Jewish noses, and I don't think they have the same ability and efficiency as the real English."

And when the Zuochu army entered the mountains of Afghanistan and joined the locals against the tyranny of the British Empire, Churchill Sr. made a public speech in Parliament:

"Forget the Ming and those quasi-Ming people under the banner of other strange things, the Pashtuns must realize that the British nation is higher than them, and if anyone objects to this, they should be killed immediately, without mercy!"

"I promise that our lads in Afghanistan will systematically advance village by village, punishing destruction: destroying houses, filling wells, blowing down towers, cutting down dense forests, burning crops, destroying reservoirs, and immediately stabbing or hacking a tribesman to death!"

Remarks like this made Churchill's support in Parliament and among the British people very high.

After all, what he said was what every Englishman thinks.

And an iron-blooded strongman is indeed needed by the people in the war.

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Seeing that his son couldn't guess the real origin of Trichinopoly cigars, Churchill Sr. smiled and solved the mystery: "India, these cigars are produced in India, to be exact, in the Tiruchirappalli region of southern India.

Can't think of it, right?

Indian cigars taste no worse than Caribbean cigars!

Kid, India is more fertile than you think, it's a cow with unlimited potential, as long as we use strong hands, we can squeeze a steady stream of milk! โ€

John Churchill was amazed at how much tobacco could be produced in India.

But think about it, the quality of opium in India is good, and the taste of black tea is also very good.

Come to think of it this way, in India, except for the Indians and their excrement, they are indeed treasures.

"So, you must be the governor of India."

Old John said, "We must have a firm grip on India's material output, and, son, you are 35 years old this year."

Of course, 35 years old is still a short time to be a politician, but you should also start building up your resume.

You said the current situation in Ireland, it's very bad.

If it deteriorates further in the future and you can't get out early, it will be a negative equity on your political path.

India is different.

The passive situation in India is entirely caused by the dead baron Northbrook, and you are the savior who went to clean up the mess on behalf of the Imperial government, and you have a credit anyway.

Moreover, the Governor of Ireland cannot enter the Privy Council, while the Governor of India can easily enter the Privy Council and establish a personal relationship with the royal family, which will be crucial for your later development! โ€

"But father, don't you think it's too dangerous for me to go to India? The navy of the Ming people is not weak, Calcutta is close to the sea, and it may be attacked at any time, don't forget, they also have planes and airships! โ€

John Churchill thought of a hundred ways to squeeze Indians in his mind, but soon, Zhu Fugui's face that was even more handsome than himself, but was actually the devil's incarnation, emerged.