Chapter 581 You want Tu Hua, but we only want a Javan Kingdom! (Please give me a monthly ticket at the beginning of the month)
Just five days after the conspiracy between the Dutch East India Governor Pahood and the British Straits Colony Governor Brandel, the Council Chamber of the Archdiocese of Singapore was illuminated by six whale oil lamps as if it were daytime.
Hong Xiuquan's gilded statue stands in the center of the shrine in the conference hall, holding the "True Agreement" in his left hand, and the sword sheath held in his right hand is empty - the Heavenly King sword is now being held in the palm of the Archbishop Wei Jun.
This Heavenly King sword symbolizes the power of conquest held by the Archbishop. It can only be pulled out by the Archbishop in public when the diocese or believers are facing a catastrophe!
Drawing out the Heavenly King Sword means that the True Question Sect is going to start a war!
Wei Jun had been waiting for this day for two years - without the order from the real appointment to the General Office, he had no right to take the initiative to draw his sword and start the war.
But if someone takes the initiative to send the Archdiocese of Nanyang to war with the Zhenbinger of Nanyang, haha, that's all he wants!
Liu Lichuan, the Archbishop of Zhenyoupai Java Island, spread a map of Southeast Asia on a long table, and the red pen outlined Java Island is eye-catching!
The leader of the Xiaodao Society, who launched an uprising in Shanghai to fulfill the reputation of "Luo Xueyan", was sent to Java Island as a bishop two years ago. Although he and Wei Jun are not from the same faction - he is from the Guangdong Tiandi Society, and are considered Su Sanniang and Luo Dagang's faction. Although Su Sanniang followed Luo Yaoguo's opinion and made Liu Lichuan patiently wait, his desire to launch an uprising in Nanyang was even more anxious than Wei Jun.
Their brothers of the Tiandihui Society fought against foreigners in Nanyang for more than a hundred years, and were suppressed for more than a hundred years! The ones who were slaughtered in the Hongxi Tushima in more than a hundred years ago were almost all brothers and sisters of the Tiandihui Society!
The Chinese on Java Island were killed after the Hongxi Massacre and were afraid that they not only saw the Dutch foreigners being submissive, but even the poor and lazy natives could bully the Chinese and bully the brothers of the Tiandihui.
Faced with such a situation, the Tiandihui is of course helpless - the Tiandihui's method is nothing more than to draw dead lottery tickets and fight in groups. However, the effect of drawing dead lottery tickets to engage in assassination is limited. On the one hand, the number of Chinese people on Java Island is too small; on the other hand, the various halls of the Tiandihui also do their own things, and there are not many people gathered.
This situation where Chinese people are bullied and dare not resist was not improved until the Zhenye Sect established churches on Java Island. However, compared with the powerful Borneo and Malaya, the Zhenye Sect and Chinese on Java Island are still at a disadvantage. The reason why the Zhenye Sect always suffers from the disadvantage on Java Island is that in addition to the fact that the number of Chinese is not superior, the Dutch on Java Island has been supporting the indigenous people to suppress the Chinese.
The True Talk School, the most capable Chinese group, is even more cautious, because they are afraid that they will launch an uprising on Java Island to launch the "Second Taiping Heavenly Kingdom".
During this period, as the Zhenyou faction on Java Island continued to expand, it seemed that it had broken through the Dutch red line, the collusion between the Dutch and the Javanese natives became closer and closer, and the news of the "Second Red Creek River" became increasingly tense.
So two days ago, Liu Lichuan brought his two most important bishops, Li Yuqi, Bishop of Si Shui, and Xi Jiuqian, Bishop of Semarang, secretly arrived in Singapore on a Nanyang company freighter - and Pahud arrived in Singapore!
In addition to Liu Lichuan, Li Yuqi and Xi Jiuqian who came from Java Island, Zhang Zipeng, the former North Palace champion, the current Nanyang Archbishop Guard Captain, Wei Changhui's confidant military advisor, Liu Shaoting, the general manager of the Nanyang Trading Company, and Lan Fang's general manager and the commander of the Lan Fang's army. These three generals from the Nanyang Archbishop who held elite soldiers and gunships in their hands also arrived in the conference hall of the Archbishop tonight, waiting for Wei Jun to order the war.
"Bring it up!" Wei Jun's Hakka Mandarin pierced the silence, and his voice was filled with irrepressible joy.
The door of the conference hall was creaking and someone opened, and two personal soldiers were escorting a pale European. The man's suit and bow tie were crooked, and the golden pocket watch chain on his chest was still swaying - Thomas Clemens, the second-class secretary of the Governor's House in the Straits. He was kidnapped by a stake in a brothel in Chinatown this evening. His golden glasses were broken into pieces, and the bruises on his right cheek were bleeding, which was obviously a kind-hearted reason.
Zhang Zipeng took out his revolver and pointed at Clemens' head: "Say!"
Clemens' Adam's apple rolls: "According to the oral agreement reached by the Dutch East India Governor Pahood and the British Straits Colony Governor Brandel. After June 10, the Straits Fleet will block the route from Singapore and East Wanlu to Java Island under the name of anti-pirates, and the indigenous people of Java will enter the Chinese settlements of Semarang, Surabaya and Batavia after June 10."
Xi Jiuqian, the former leader of the Tiandihui Association who was born in Nanyang, suddenly slapped the table. He grabbed the tea bowl and slapped it at Batavia on the map: "What a 'entry'! The butcher knife on the Hongxi River in 1740 will be chopped at the women and children in Semarang this time?"
"Article Bishop," Luo Xinhua looked at Wei Jun, "This white-skinned ghost is a testimony. We can do it. Let's take action first!"
Clemens, who was standing by, heard the word "personal witness" and his cold sweat dripped. He had entered the wolf's den this time, and maybe he had to go to Tianjing to see the devil!
"It's true to be done!" Wei Jun waved his hand and asked someone to take Clemens out and continue to lock up. The sword edge of the Heavenly King Sword in his other hand passed through Sishui and Semarang, and was eventually nailed to Batavia's position. His voice suddenly rose, and the Hakka accent was full of murderous aura: "The Dutch and the Javanese natives were going to give us a title of great righteousness, so we accepted it with a smile - this time, they want to slap Hua, we want to establish a Javanese kingdom. Come and send the order!"
The four clerks of the True Talk had been guarding outside the door. When they heard Wei Jun's shouting, they immediately flew into the room with their brushes and a special "token book".
Wei Jun took out three archbishop tokens engraved with Panlong: "The three bishops of Batavia, Semarang and Sishui will enter wartime from now on. The red flag is raised in front of the main church, and believers from all over Java immediately gather in the Chinese areas of Batavia, Semarang and Sishui. From now on, the Chinese areas of the three places will build barricades, form militias, configure nitsugar grenades, and prepare for the war with all their might!"
"Get orders!"
Liu Lichuan, Li Yuqi, and Xi Jiuqian took the token and were all trembling with excitement.
"Zi Peng, Shaoting!" Wei Jun called out two more people again, "Last time the Army Department gave us a picy sour shell to King Shiyi, he also gave us a piece of it." He handed a gilded token to Zhang Zipeng, "Zi Peng, take out this batch of shells and handed it to Shaoting! Shaoting, these shells are all used for 32-pound smoothbore cannons, and your steam-armed merchant ship can be used."
"Get orders!"
Zhang Zipeng and Liu Shaoting also took the token.
"Xinhua!" Wei Jun finally turned his gaze to Luo Xinhua, "Are Lan Fangjun's brothers ready?"
"Article Bishop," Luo Xinhua said with his fist, "Lan Fang's two thousand brothers can board the ship at any time!"
"Okay! Let's go in five days," Wei Jun's eyes flashed with fire, and his eyes swept over the senior management of the Nanyang Zhenyou School in the conference hall. "We will build the Javanese Kingdom!"
On the terrace on the top floor of Raffles Hotel in Singapore, Sir Wenxian was drinking with a cigar in his arms. When Moore pushed open the carved iron railing gate, he heard Bai Siwen talking to Wenxian in English: "It seems that the Dutch ghost is coming to the Red River for the second time. Sir Wen, let's make a bet, who will win this time?"
"Of course it's a real party. I bet a hundred pounds. Java Island is about to change!" Wen Xian rolled down the ashes and looked back at Moore and Friedrich who had just returned - they were going to investigate the industrial and commercial situation in Singapore. "Moore, Friedrich, if you want to witness history - or, in other words, an elaborate riot - there will be a Royal Albatross heading to Batavia tomorrow."
Friedrich was a little curious: "As the Queen's envoy, you seem to be looking forward to this conflict?"
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"Expect?" Wenxian laughed, "You forgot why Prince Albert sent us to the East? Those Western men need to see evidence that can prove the Yellow Peril, although the fire in Sevastopol has proved everything long ago!"
Moore nodded: "I also want to see what color of flags they are wearing?"
Bai Siwen said: "Their flags are red, I have seen them with my own eyes."
The tricolor flag of the Dutch East India Company was drooping in the hot wind, and several Chinese sampans were anchored on the pier. The tax collector in blue cloth shirt was cutting the rice bags with bayonets, and the white rice was mixed with fire and salt sprinkled all over the ground. The Dutch master, indigenous mercenaries and the Chinese vendors who were carrying fire and salt swept together, and a mess was in chaos.
Moore, standing on the deck of the Royal Albatross, turned his gaze to the Chinese settlement in the distance that had begun to prepare for war.
A Chinese-style temple-style Zhenyou Church appeared in his sight, a red flag of Zhenyou was flying over the church, and dozens of Zhenyou priests were piled up with sandbags at the entrance of the church to build fortifications; on the pillars of the Western-style Nanyang Trading Company building, the company's employees painted the slogans "Split the land equally" and "Unite workers unite" with red paint; and on the white wall of a Zhenyou school, there were slogans such as "Everyone has food to eat, everyone has clothes to wear" and "Down on feudal colonial oppression"
"This is really not Paris in 1848." Friedrich took out his pocket watch, which was engraved with the date of the 1848 revolution, "but their style is really similar to that of the revolutionaries in Europe."
Moore smiled and said, "This shows that the revolutionary principles between the East and the West are exactly the same."
He took out his notebook and pen and recorded a passage on it: "When the production method cannot meet the distribution needs, violence becomes the last currency. It's the same everywhere!"
Chapter completed!