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The streets of Sishui have the crowded, hustle and vitality unique to colonial port cities.

There were crowds of people of all kinds of skin colors everywhere, and sailors from all over the country wearing white summer uniforms were all tilted and hats rushing around the streets. White or mixed-race policemen were wearing shorts and white leggings, and were also swaying lazily. What fluttered in the air was the sweet fragrance of fruits mixed with milk, and there were shirtless locals everywhere. Most of the local men were equipped with a balancing knife inside their waists, shining with cold light.

The surrounding streets are full of various shops. Look at the signboards, most of them are in Chinese and Dutch parallel. But most of them are already locked, and they seem to be afraid of something. Local indigenous young hedgehogs gather at the doors of closed shops, squatting there, passing the cigarettes in their hands to each other, and whispering in a low voice, they don’t know what to talk about in the local language like birds.

There are two Chinese schools on the street. In the cold eyes of the natives, there are still young and bright reading voices coming from it: "The land of Yao, the soil of Shun, and the seal of Yu, among which there should be one and a half shameful ministers..."

A large number of indigenous hedgehogs gathered near the door, and only two or three colonial policemen were lazily looking at them at the door. Apart from these policemen, there were some young Chinese people wearing Tang suits and practicing cloth belts, standing in a row at the door to look at them.

In this tropical city full of sweet aromas of fruits and milk, the atmosphere is so tense that it is about to break out.

Suddenly, people squatting and sitting all over the street raised their heads in confusion. Everyone seemed to feel the sound of neatly pounding from the ground. They sounded loudly from afar, and then got closer and closer. Even the most listless white inspector lay on the sun chair and pushed up the white coconut wooden sun hat.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. In a blink of an eye, people saw a group of yellow-skinned young men wearing neat and new military uniforms. Although they were all sweating heavily by the equatorial sunlight, their young faces were red. However, their footsteps were raised high and fell neatly. The German-style military fucked geese were walking neatly and rolling over rumblingly. Walking in front of the team was Li Yunzong. His eyes were doubled and his waist was straight, as if he was just a silent demonstration to the indigenous people around him. The sweat on his face had completely wet the clothes, but he did not wipe it a little, and his footsteps were still raised high and fell heavily. The dust splashed by dozens of pairs of horse boots completely enveloped the team.

No one made a sound, no one gasped. The Dutch inspector lying on the chair subconsciously jumped up and stood straight!

Among the team was Xu Yifan. At this time, as an imperial envoy, he had to wear a wide robe and big sleeves, which was the most unhappy thing for him.

Backed by two iron-armored cruisers equipped with cannons, he was able to drag his escort team so arrogantly and walk in the streets of Sishui!

Axioms and justice are indeed only at the range of cannons.

The indigenous young men gathered at the gate of the Chinese school, looked at each other with gloomy and strange eyes, as if they had figured out which team they were coming. They slowly dissipated, but the hatred and cold eyes still came over. The young men in Tang suit gathered at the gate of the Chinese school were first stunned, then understood their skin color, and Xu Yifan's familiar costumes of the Qing Dynasty officials, the arrogant posture that the young imperial commissioner deliberately posed. He immediately coaxed and cheered!

"It's our people! It's our soldiers!"

One Chinese shop after another, carefully took off a panel door, poked out his head, looked around, and then flew in to report the message. Soon the panel doors were picked. The Chinese bosses and bosses who were already dark and mostly looked like southerners ran out and looked at the small team silently. They were not as excited and unscrupulous as the young people at the Chinese school gate, but just stared at them blankly.

It turned out that the lazy policemen at the gate of the Chinese school were busy, and they held a cordon for people to stop the young people from rushing over. No one of the white, mixed-race and indigenous policemen was talking. They were all a little stupid. Why did a Qing Dynasty team run out here?

The whole street was actually quieter than before. Apart from the small cheering sounds of some Chinese young people, the neat footsteps of military boots. Consul Cao Tianen and Lieutenant Colonel Detten followed the team, looking at this style. One was frightened, and the other was his face doubled.

Xu Yifan just looked at the cheering young Chinese people, and then the Chinese bosses who looked silently. They worked hard to inherit national culture and started from scratch to run such a family business. Wherever the Chinese are, they have never forgotten their roots, but the motherland is too far away from them. Whether it is distance or psychology... so they are silent, they are tolerant, and they wait and see. Maybe one day, these will completely change!

He stood in the team, not even looking at the thin native monkeys, but just smiled and bowed to the Chinese people who were watching silently. He smiled very kindly. The members just rushed forward straight, showing the power of the small team. Only he was communicating with his compatriots around him with his eyes.

I don't know how long it took, a Chinese boss finally bowed his fists solemnly. It was silent, but it was completely Chinese etiquette. The Chinese people standing around at the door of the shop were almost the same. The men bowed their fists with their fists. The women with Hakka look that were shattered by the wind and frost of time were all bowed. They didn't do such etiquette for a long time, although they were a little unfamiliar, but they were extremely serious.

"The land of Yao, the soil of Shun, and the seal of Yu..." The children's calligraphy sounds floated far away at this moment, which was a decoration.

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As we walked along, everyone was sweating profusely. Xu Yifan insisted on walking and demonstrating with his entourage. Seeing the Dutch people around him was full of birds' breath, two large iron armored ships were blocked in the port, so he could only bear the anger and hoped to send the gods early.

Even Consul Cao Tianen almost fainted. He was wearing a long robe and a mandarin jacket, and his smoking addiction seemed to have come in advance. His face was simply blue-gray. He looked at the white residence of the Governor of East Java in front of him. Looking at the coconut forest in the courtyard and the Dutch guards holding the attention. He was so happy that he almost showed his stars in front of him.

No wonder the Beiyang people made such a refreshing remark to this guy come out to raise funds and appeasements. It turns out that they save the 25-year-old man from the sight. I'm really a terrible person. I've never seen an imperial commissioner who doesn't ride a carriage and enters the city like this...

The Governor of East Java, the Kingdom of the Netherlands, was wearing a white dress, wearing a ribbon and a few entourages, and stood at the door and waiting to greet him. Zhiyuan Laiyuan and two armored ships arrived in Sishui at this time, and the Netherlands, as a small European country, felt it was troublesome, and decided to be polite and quickly send the gods.

But looking at the dusty team walking in front of me, what a large team of escorts. The old nobleman who was in his fifties and had been pampering for many years had his eyes straightened. What kind of style is this?

When the team approached, Li Yunzong, who had been walking in front, raised his hand and suddenly sniffed. Dozens of people paused heavily. Suddenly, the team separated again and again. Seeing that Xu Yifan was covered in gray and sweat, he walked out with a smile. He bowed his hands and fists, and spoke in German: "I am really sorry that the Governor was waiting for the welcome. I am an imperial envoy of the Qing Dynasty, and I have all received foreign notices. I wish the friendship between the Qing Dynasty and the Netherlands a long history, my Majesty William Minna good health, and I wish you good health."

After saying that, Chu Wanli waved his hand slightly, holding the negotiation note issued by the Zongli Yamen, who represented his identity as an imperial commissioner, stepped forward straight forward.

German is almost the second native language of the Dutch, and Xu Yifan's German is fluent. How could the Governor not understand? He was only a little surprised. He walked out of the shadow of the parasols worn by the native servants. He bowed politely and took the note with both hands. The smile was sunny, and the old man also whispered a good white teeth: "I am on behalf of Her Majesty the Queen and accepting the greetings from your committee member. Your Excellency the Queen, the journey is quite smooth? I am Her Majesty the Queen, Lord Van Chuk, the Governor of East Java. He held a special banquet to welcome you. Please."

Seeing the two of them leaving out the communication, Xu Yifan was intimately holding hands with Lord Chu Ke. Cao Tianen and others rolled their eyes behind. Everything these two hundred and five did was different. Putting aside the communication, where is the system of the Heavenly Dynasty?

On the other hand, the members around Xu Yifan have long been used to it.

Chu Ke stretched out his hand to Suke, and Xu Yifan followed him in with a smile. Consul Cao and others looked at each other. Following Adjutant Detten, who had a ugly face, he also walked in. Xu Yifan's entourage, naturally, had the supervisor of the Governor's Office arranged for further reception.

As soon as you enter the Governor's Mansion, you will find a big lawn. Indigenous gardeners are watering it. I don't know how much effort it takes to maintain such a lawn in this tropical place!

Looking around, the courtyard was spacious and the buildings were neat. Coconut forests were dotted around the lawn. Handfuls of colorful parasols were spread out around the lawn, and gentlemen and ladies of all kinds of skin were standing solemnly on the lawn. The dining tables were already set up. The chef wearing a white hat stood with his chest and a protruding belly. He held a cocktail plate, a white top, and a barefoot native servant, also bent over his hands behind his back and waited slightly. When he saw them coming in, he suddenly felt applause, and there was a faint inhalation laughter unique to foreign women.

The sun is shining, the trees are green in the grass, and the ladies are colorful. It is a European-style social painting of tropical colonies!

Xu Yifan noticed at first sight that all the servants serving the governor’s mansion were local natives and not even a single Chinese!

Governor Chu Ke led the way in front of him, and led Xu Yifan and the others all the way. Among the standing figures were white, yellow and black, and there were really many foreign women. They were wearing small flower umbrellas, silk hollow gloves, silk skirts, and tassel-like fans to cover their mouths. The blue eyes were all looking at the young and overly-stirred Qing Dynasty imperial commissioner. Seeing his face as he looked sweaty and gray, they were laughing behind the fan.

Xu Yifan didn't mind, I still think the smell of you, the horses! He smiled and looked around. Among the seats, there were still many foreigners, with only a few Chinese wearing long gowns and wearing ribbons and treasure stars issued by the colonial authorities. Seeing Xu Yifan's eyes popping over, they all turned around quickly. There was only a black and thin middle-aged man who looked at him. When he touched his eyes, the middle-aged man was still silent.

Surprisingly, it was not this, but the middle-aged man, there was a half-old woman with a blond and blue-eyed European woman holding his arm! The foreign women around him seemed to have avoided this half-old woman from afar. The woman looked quite dignified, guarding the middle-aged man of Chinese, and the happiness in her eyes could not be hidden.

After a little stunned, Chu Ke had already introduced Xu Yifan to the guests who came today with impeccable politeness. They were all judges, senior police officers, tax officials, port officials, business consuls... When the Chinese were introduced, they were all local gentry directors from Sishui. They had a status of chatting among the advisory agencies of the colonial authorities. Some people looked intimate when they looked at foreigners, while others were reserved, but they also consciously did not gather in the crowd of foreigners. No matter how they performed, foreigners always felt a sense of avoidance towards them.

Xu Yifan smiled intimately at these compatriots. He only took care of Chu Ke's thoughts when he introduced the middle-aged Chinese man with his foreign wife.

"This is the vice president of the local Chinese Business Federation of Sishui, Mr. Li Daxiong and Mr. Li... Mr. Li's father, Mr. Li Wannian, is the president of the Chinese Business Federation and a respected figure in Sishui. Today, he is in good health, so I sent Mr. Li to welcome you..."

Li Daxiong smiled and wanted to reach out to hold the hand, but Xu Yifan just smiled faintly and hugged his fists: "Jiawa Li family? I have been famous in China for a long time. Brothers are here for a long time. I hope Brother Li will help you very hard this time."

Li Daxiong smiled and took back his hand and fisted back, and his foreign lady also squatted down to salute with a smile.

"My father has already explained that this is not a big deal. In the past, when the fundraising committee members went to Java, the Chamber of Commerce tried their best to help. This time, the status of an imperial envoy must be doubled. I wonder if the adults are asking for 200,000 taels or 300,000 taels? The Chamber of Commerce has all bought it."

Li Daxiong spoke his official words, but he actually had a Juewuda accent. His expression was also faint, and he actually felt like he was keeping people from thousands of miles away!

Chu Ke smiled and looked at the two of them talking. He didn't know if this old man understood Chinese.

Xu Yifan laughed: "Eat first, eat first! I'm hungry when I walk along like this. The emperor is the best at eating..." He smiled at Chu Ke, and Chu Ke also smiled and signaled to start the meal. A white chef rang the bell. The crowd who had been watching the ceremony politely and waiting for the introduction suddenly started to move. They flocked to the dining table.

The silver plate was opened, and the locally famous milk satay, milk ice products, European-style cold chicken breasts, German roasted pork hands, sauerkraut sausages... were all served in full. A glass of champagne, sparkling wine, whiskey, brandy, and Dutch water were all taken from the servants. Chuck held a glass of champagne and smiled to greet Xu Yifan. Xu Yifan was also smiling, and Li Nobita stood on one side with his wife. There was a little bit of lightly decorated with a light-flavored Margaret wine.
Chapter completed!