He eventually retreated. Like a veteran black dancer, he slid a few steps backwards and re-entered opposite Zachary Taylor and sat down.

This Southern dance is ridiculous, but I have to admit that the rhythm of the body it brings is quite in line with Polk's current mood.

"If that's what you're going to talk about, then we still have to talk!" Zachary Taylor laughed.

……

"I know what you want, Polk! I also know what 'you' want—sometimes I'd love to get my army on Wall Street and blow everyone out for a whole day—" Zachary Taylor shook his head, smiled to himself, and continued: "--just thinking about it, of course. Without Wall Street, who will give us money? ”

"Taylor, this kind of thinking of yours is dangerous!" Polk said, "You need to understand who our enemy is! Instead of taking a knife on our own people! ”

"Yes, who are our enemies?" Zachary Taylor said: "Is it British? Is it French? Is it black in the South? Or are you James Polk? ”

"Let's talk about raising tariffs, Taylor!" Polk said.

"I've already talked about it, Polk, I said I'll sign the order-" Polk looked at Taylor, still couldn't believe it, he had been making trouble for several years, reorganizing the Democratic Party and emancipating the black slaves, and even the Tea Party was pulled in just to force the president to sign it...... In the end, I haven't had a seizure yet, so I signed this word so easily?

"Do you have any conditions, Taylor?" Polk asked.

"My condition is — let's sit down and have a good talk, the future of this country ......" Polk didn't know what medicine Zachary Taylor was selling in his gourd, but finally sat down patiently.

It's as if a child has gotten the candy he wants after crying, so he can finally sit down quietly and listen to the adults talk to him about learning to make progress every day - although it may still be the left ear in and out of the right ear, but this is the only way to calm down the manic man!

……

"Let's talk about the Indians, Polk! No one has ever spoken seriously to me about the Indians, and though we live in the land of the Indians, and enjoy the wealth they have accumulated, and possess their women, and enslave their men, and torture their children, we have never spoken seriously about them—" Polk couldn't help but interrupt Taylor, like a child licking candy who couldn't help but stop and slap out at the adults who had educated him,

"We've talked enough, Taylor!"

"No, once we were talking about a pack of wild beasts, now we are talking about Indian 'people'!" Taylor said: "If the world had not changed as it was six years ago, we could have talked about beasts, but now, we need to talk about 'people'!" ”

"Okay, you say, I'll listen!"

"Thank you, Polk—you see, I don't even have anyone willing to listen to me, not even you—I'm talking about the future of this country, but I still have to say thank you to my audience! The president of the United States is an actor, and I used to yearn for this position, but after a long time, I realized that he was just an actor, a crappy actor, and even the audience of the performance had to pay for it himself - where did I just go? ”

"Indians!" Polk's reminder is tantamount to not saying anything. But Zachary Taylor's heart is full of Indians, so it doesn't stop him from picking up the conversation from elsewhere.

"The change of the Indians probably began in 1846, when they killed Fremont — in fact, I should go back even further, and I found out that the turtledove made his first appearance in Greenstone Village in 1840, when he killed one of Vanderbilt's nephews, and from that time on, the Indians changed......" Zachary Taylor rambles, starting with the tribe in the woods of the Madre Mountains and continuing to the turtledove as he made his way north to Mount Braque, to Oregon in the west, and down to Denver in the south, marching east to Fort Laramie, heading south to Mexico, and finally sniping federal troops in Texas......

"Polk, it's hard for you to imagine how terrible this young man is! You know what kind of situation the Indians were in before that, but this made him turn the tables on the Jedi! Polk couldn't help but respond, "They can't last long, Taylor!" Indians, this country will soon collapse! Zachary Taylor said: "I've been waiting for it to collapse since 1846!" But what have I been waiting for? The land west of the Missouri River is now full of factories and farmland, and immigrants wielding hoes and pickaxes. Their armies are stronger, their economies are richer, and they have more people than they did 6 years ago – you tell me, when will they collapse? Will it collapse tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? Polk didn't speak.

Zachary Taylor continued: "Tomorrow, the Indians will have more bullets, more food, and more ammunition. They even built a steam engine, and they even set up a ministry of electricity, Polk, have you ever seen electricity? Hehe...... They are robbing us not only of our present, but of our future! And what about us? But they are fighting for 'money'! ”

"It's time for us to cut down on infighting, Taylor!" Polk agrees.

"You and your Whigs should have given up on partisanship a long time ago!"

"Our real enemies are the Indians, don't you understand, Polk?" Zachary Taylor asked rhetorically.

"As long as you agree to let the North open its markets and the South open its population, then I also agree to list the Indians as our worst enemies!" Whether for Polk or Taylor, two old men in their last years, their worldview and values have been formed and are indestructible.

The only way to get them to change course is if the other party can come up with chips worth exchanging.

Now, the two sides are close to a deal.

"But blacks ...... I can't sign this order, you should know how much resistance I'm facing! Zachary Taylor said.

James Polk thought for a moment and nodded.

"Then let's not rescue it for the time being, it's okay!" …… No one really thought about freeing the slaves.

Whether it is the Whig Party or the Democratic Party, the proposal of the black slave is like a shit on the dinner plate, the biggest significance is to disgust the other party, the reason why it is put on the table, the bet is that the other party does not dare to eat!