Nanyang Java, Surabaya Port.

On the European balcony of the second-story building of the Sishui Business Consulate, Xu Yifan held the railing and looked out from a railing, looking fiercely. He was wrapped in thick white gauze around his head, wrapping it like an Indian San. It seemed to have suffered multiple injuries. In fact, the wound on his head was not half an inch long.

On the balcony, there were cold chairs and tea tables, and two cups of milk smoothies were fragrant. In the distance in front of him, there were groups of light infantry from East Java, grenade infantry from West Java, armed police, armed sailors sat standing and surrounded the place tightly. The students with scars on their bodies were empty-handed. The weapons had long been handed over to the Dutch colonial authorities according to Xu Yifan's order. Standing outside the door of the consulate, one javelin was as straight as a javelin, facing these foreign soldiers who were far more than their numbers. The imperial envoy's flag was fucked in the hands of Zhang Xuzhou. Chu Wanli was lazy and Li Yunzong was quite injured. The task of holding the glorious flag was handed over to Zhang Xuzhou, the northern man.

Inside and outside Sishui City, there was a broken scene after the disaster. Looking around, there were all the houses burned through the roof. The workers from the Chinese Shantang who had white cloth wrapped around his arms were driving a cart. Under the surveillance of foreigners, they packed up the bodies left after the chaos, sprinkled with lime and soda water everywhere. It turned out that the noisy and lively city was already depressed and quiet. Only soldiers and policemen in uniforms came and went. As for the thin monkey natives who were always surging on the streets, they had long disappeared. In the entire Sishui, only the treasure roof of the Zhenghe Mosque is still dazzling.

Looking back now, the bombardment is really like a dream.

What should we do next?

Xu Yifan never regretted what he had done. If he did this again, he would probably also ask Zhiyuan to take a few more shots and take his scholars to save people. Anyway, after bombing Sishui, he had become a foreign devil - at least the butcher mentioned by the local foreign devils in Sishui. I guess when the Dutch minister negotiated in Beijing and deprived him of his diplomatic status, he should be imprisoned without hesitation. He would suffer a lot, then expel him from the country, wait for his return to China to lock him up and take him again, and become an imperial prisoner with Huang Feng, either beheaded or sent to the Xinjiang army.

There is really nothing to do if that happens. Although Zhiyuan Laiyuan is still swimming outside the Sishui River, he will never come to shock Sishui for his sake and rescue him. Deng Shichang is still in a long way. Not to mention that the Netherlands is in Asia, and as long as the warships that can be mobilized in all parts of the Indian Ocean, they will fly here as if they are flying.

He had done all the means to save himself as much as possible. He sent back the domestic telegrams urgently, and he had analyzed the gains and losses to the domestic officials in detail. Now it is not just his personal matter, but the decent dispute between the Qing Dynasty and the Netherlands. In addition to his smuggling guns to the shore, his behavior was always based on the international public law to protect overseas Chinese. At this time, the Qing Dynasty was not the unlucky appearance of not wanting any decent after the Sino-French coalition and the Eight-Nation Alliance entered Beijing. In Yili, in North Korea, Jiaozhou, and Guangxi, he was still fighting with foreigners everywhere. He defeated the false fire of a French cabinet on land with the Sino-French war, and maintained the decent empire of the Far East. It was unlikely to give in to the Netherlands, a small European country, to the point of being humiliated by Sang Quan.

He still remembers the loyalty he sent to the Zongli Yamen telegram: "... I am a minister of the court. I went on a mission to Java. Although I only comforted the imperial envoy, I never forget the dignity of the Celestial Kingdom. The foreigners were increasingly forced to force themselves and did not make a shocking move. It was not enough to shock the four barbarians. Today, the North Korean storm was in turmoil, and there were police everywhere around the sea and western borders. That is, the land of Longxing in the northeast, the Russians coveted the embezzlement, but they still surging undercurrents. In the battle of Zhennan Pass in Zhongfa, the ambition of killing foreigners was for ten years. The Sishui shelling was in line with the law of the Duke of All Nations,

I have been planning for my Qing Dynasty and resolutely fired a cannon to protect the overseas Chinese, knocking the mountain of the small European country in the Netherlands, and shocking the tiger of the great powers invading our Qing Dynasty. If the negotiations are effective, we should protect our Qing Dynasty for another ten years of peace! If we retreat here, the corpses of 100,000 overseas overseas residents have accumulated, and I rolled up the flag and unarmed armor and retreated. I am not willing to die, but the future of the country is not to be asked! Then my emperor is committed to governing and the Lao Buddha's long-lasting and prosperous situation, how can we speak up? I have been self-improvement for 30 years, and the Beiyang Navy built by tens of millions of nationals have become a cake......"

He took the lead in analyzing the gains and losses of the military aircraft bosses. No matter how stupid those guys are, they should understand the priorities, right? Besides, if someone with a discerning eye can already see his ability, Xu Yifan, and his ability to use the Beiyang Navy's military ships to do such a big thing.

I can get to this training platform, and the imperial envoy Xuanwei, did I expect to divide the Beiyang forces? Now there are signs, and I won’t be able to hit the snake and follow the stick?

In addition to these, he also sent Tan Sitong to send back the public opinion of Qingliu in the court and the country. In any era, angry youths are indispensable in the country, especially in the end of the Qing Dynasty or the period of change. At this time, Qingliu's power was surprisingly great. These angry youths carried out a Sino-French war and carried out the future reform of the Reform of the 1898 Reform. As long as the court and the country shouted together, it would be a force that Cixi had to worry about in any case!

He has indeed worked hard to use all the resources in his hands to strive for the situation to develop in the direction he hoped.

But to be honest, Master Xu himself has no idea. But every night, no matter how strict the foreign soldiers are, the incense ignited everywhere in the distance of the consulate makes Xu Yifan feel very peaceful.

Those were all made by the Chinese people burning incense to pray for Xu Yifan.

Unfortunately, he has been completely under house arrest and cannot perform his duty of comforting him. I don’t know what the big clans in Sishui are thinking now? Thinking deep down, a thought came to Xu Yifan’s mind for no reason - has the injured mixed-race girl who is extremely beautiful in the Li family now healed?

While he was thinking about it, a gentle sound suddenly came from behind. Xu Yifan looked back and saw Du Juan walked out with a cup of tea. It seemed that the little girl had not had a good sleep these days. She had some bags in her eyes. Looking at Xu Yifan, she couldn't hide her worries about his eldest master in her expression.

"Master, have tea... Don't lose your body... I always stand here..."

Xu Yifan smiled and took the tea: "Master is drying wounds for foreigners. It would be best if there are foreign journalists here. Please note the appearance of Master, I, the Indian San, and see how they treat me, the imperial envoy of the country..."

In fact, he not only showed it to foreigners, but also to Chinese people. Look, how painful the price I, Mr. Xu, paid...... I did good deeds and didn't take away the benefits. This is not his style.

Du Juan tilted his head and looked at the big pineapple on Xu Yifan's head. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. He lowered his head and pinched the corner of his clothes. After a while, he whispered: "Master, although I am ignorant, it's such a big deal to fire a cannon. At that time, the cannon came over, like an earthquake... Is it really okay this time? So many foreign soldiers surrounded..."

Xu Yifan had a stern face: "Why is it okay? In Java, foreigners were waiting to pinch me to prison, pour pepper water on a tiger bench. When they returned to China, they would be exiled at least eight thousand miles, with the Huang Feng of the imperial prisoner..."

Before he finished speaking, Du Juan stood up his eyebrows, and the wild girl who grew up in the crowd of horse thieves revealed her nature: "They dare! No matter who they are, as long as they dare to be beaten by the master, I will make them not have a sweet meal!" As she said that, she tucked her clothes, and her six-wheeled hand cannon from Citigroup was still inserted into her waist!

How did this girl hide? He quickly hurriedly covered Du Juan's clothes and touched her irregularly. Du Juan let out a loud voice, and subconsciously covered her bulging chest and jumped backwards. He almost knocked down the milk smoothie on the coffee table.

"Master, you are not regular! When will you still..."

I'm trapped here without doing anything other than doing something with the sea and wind. If I don't tease my concubine, will I let people live?

Xu Yifan swallowed hard and was about to continue his efforts. Maybe he pulled the shy little girl back to the house to practice the Dharma on the spot. But he saw Du Juan lowering his head and whispering in an inauspicious voice: "Master... do you think the girl of the Li family looks very good?"

Xu Yifan was stunned and remembered this. Du Juan kept remembering the incident when he picked up Li Xuan that day!

To be honest, he really didn't think about Li Xuan's mixed-race little girl. Now Du Juan mentioned it, he seemed to remember that when the girl was injured, she seemed so soft to pick her up...

He smiled and continued to tease Du Juan: "What? I think it's good, it looks pretty good. What do you think?"

Du Juan snorted, her jealousy face couldn't hide it: "The fake foreign woman has her eyes still blue. What's the point? Her hair color is still the same..."

Xu Yifan smiled again: "Do you still think Luo Shi is too tall?"

Du Juan lowered her head: "I didn't say that the Chen sister... But in my heart, the Chen sister is taller than men... Master, I know I'm illiterate, I'm a wild girl, and I'm not from a good background, so I can't be a real family... But Master, I think I'm not worse than them, I'll do whatever I want me to do. This time I will never hide, and my mouth is open all the time, okay?"

The voice was soft, like a whisper. How could people resist the beautiful girl who was not yet sixteen years old and softly spoke with you like this? This little girl gradually became enlightened and knew that she was favored...... Xu Yifan, who was under great pressure and urgently needed to relieve it, suddenly felt a fire in his heart. He immediately thought of pulling the du Juan who had given up his promise into the house.

It’s time to push it down! It’s time to push it down!

Just as Wuming's desire was rising three thousand feet, Zhang Xuzhou's loud voice suddenly came from below.

"Mr. Xu, there is a carriage marked by the Governor's Office of the Foreign Devils, coming here!"

At this moment, Xu Yifan burst into tears again.

There is a wooden hall in the Li family in Nanyang, which is also a rebuilt after a chaos.

There were people in the courtyard full of people with a little excitement. The quiet family style of the Li family had been completely broken. Everyone was talking loudly while scrubbing the blood in the courtyard. The burned house and the broken door were cleaned. The feeling of surviving the disaster made people feel a little unbalanced.

When you listen carefully, you can't live without the reputation of Lord Xu Yifan. Xu Yifan had become a 100-family family Buddha in Nanyang at least at this time. The incident of the indigenous people shaking the seven-in-seven places to save the Chinese community was full of blood. It had spread from Sishui to the entire Java, then from Java to Malaysia, to Thailand, the Philippines, and to Singapore, and to the entire Nanyang Chinese community.

Perhaps in the near future, it will float across the Indian Ocean, Atlantic Ocean, and Pacific Ocean and spread to the Chinese communities throughout the world.

Finally, there was a person who did not forget these wanderers who were looking to the tomb of the motherland.

I don’t know how many people in Java have secretly seen the big pineapple wrapped on Xu Yifan’s head. I don’t know how many Chinese middle and lower-class people discussed in private how to help Xu Yifan. Lord Xu wants to donate money? Okay, anyway, this life was saved by Lord Xu. Everyone should break the family to raise funds! Lord Xu wants to train troops? Everyone understands that only when the motherland has strong force can the Chinese community maintain its position in Nanyang. I don’t know how many young people are discussing and connecting with Lord Xu and preparing to participate in the training of the new army!

In the inner hall of the Li family in Mutang, representatives of various clans in the Chinese community gathered together in advance.

The blinds in the inner hall had been put down, and a few horse lanterns were placed inside the room, illuminating the room brightly. On everyone's face, deep and shallow shadows were reflected.

Everyone had a serious expression.

There are not many people in this room. They are the top figures of the four families of Li, Huang, Zheng and Chen. The clan leaders of the four families are all here. Among these four major families, the Chen family is the gateway established by the son-in-law of the Li family, and the Huang family is the gateway established by the servants of the Li family. Although they were at least seventy or eighty years ago, they are all based on the Li family. The Zheng family has been in Java for less than a hundred years, and mainly operates import and export trade business. The style is quite foreign among the four families. However, in terms of foundation, it is far less than that of the Li family. The heads of the four families, as well as the eldest son of the family, gather here, and their eyes look like Mr. Li, who is older than Li Yuanfu, who is a little older.

When Chinese people meet, they must first talk about some greetings. Even these big guys are full of thoughts. These four families have suffered a considerable impact during the riots, especially the Zheng family. Their family is the thinnest. They have the closest contact with foreigners, but this time they do not expect foreigners to protect them at all!

Zheng Tingxing, the old man of the Zheng family, had already put out the cigar. Seeing everyone there, he couldn't help but cough: "Master Li, why didn't Mr. Daren attend this party? Is Brother Daren's fault?"

Mr. Li Yuanfu, who had a serious and solemn face, suddenly changed his face and snorted heavily: "Don't mention this guy who is so soft! He can't bear my job!"

Several old men looked at each other, their eyes closed at once. They were all surprised. Li Daren, the eldest son of the Li family, has been in charge of the Li family for more than ten years. They have been considered as the future patriarch of the two Mutangs, but they are deposed by this cold-faced and cold-hearted old man. It seems that the relationship with Li Daren before is about to come back, but they don’t know who the person Mr. Li wants to succeed?

This thought just flashed through, after all, this is not the thing we have to discuss today.

Zheng Tingxing coughed again and smiled bitterly: "Master Li, what is the matter really going to be a sect meeting this time? What constitution do we have to do? Our Zheng family suffered too much this time. Now it seems that the hope for foreigners is all wrong. We will never be together with them. We probably know the general meaning of the old man. This Lord Xu, our gratitude is heart-wrenching, but...... We don't understand what the mother country's court meant. Do we really need power to support this Lord Xu?"

He said halfway through his words, and seeing that Mr. Li’s expression was already a little wrong. He immediately changed his voice: “…………But we Chinese have to join us, and this principle cannot be changed even if we say it out loud. The four Java families are the supreme Li family. What are the rules of the old man? We all listen to it.”

Huang Youshang, the head of the Huang family, looks like a honest old worker. It seems that the family style of the servants has not changed. They are wearing a black Tang suit, and they all look a little oily. They are also the most respectful in front of Mr. Li. He hesitated for a moment and said loudly: "Grandmaster, we all have families and businesses, and we can no longer leave Nanyang. We have many families, and we don't know how many people there are. If we want to tie our mother country to fight for status for our Chinese, we may not be able to save the near fire. This time, Lord Xu saved us, but what next time? Next time if those natives riot again, can we still expect someone from our mother country to come to save us? Grandmaster, you know me the best and say whatever you say in front of you. But what do you mean, no matter what the result is, I will listen to you anyway."

Seeing the two heads of the family speaking, Chen Changshun, the patriarch of the Chen family, also smiled bitterly: "Grandmaster, even if we care about our motherland, we all rely on Lord Xu, will it be successful? Let's say something to slap here. I don't know what the end of this time! I suggest that we raise a lot of money to provide for Lord Xu, so that we can keep him safe. As long as the old man sends a word, two million or three million, the Chen family will take it out without saying anything! But I really hope that Lord Xu can have nothing to do and can protect us again. Is that a little......what is that? We all listen carefully to what the great master has.

After the clan leaders of several families finished speaking, the inner hall became completely quiet, and the eldest sons of the house had no room for speech. They all held their breath and waited for Mr. Li to speak.

But Mr. Li didn't make any sound, and the air was tense in silence. Several people quietly pulled open their collars.

I don’t know how long it took, but Li Yuanfu spoke in a voice that was so light that he was almost inaudible. The old man seemed to be thinking of asking himself: “Who else can we expect except Lord Xu? There is such a person in my mother country? I don’t expect. Foreigners? We all understand that they are very good, natives? Are those still human?”

The old man's voice trembled slightly: "I have always believed that we work hard on our own, keep our family honest, do not cause trouble, and do not cause trouble. If we don't provoke in all aspects, we can live a peaceful life. But what is the result? We Chinese never come forward. Now we should join forces and fight for ourselves!

In Nanyang, we Chinese occupy at least 90% of the wealth here. We are the mainstay of all parts of Nanyang. Our number is not much smaller than that of the natives, and we have more people than foreigners to the sky. Why can’t we be the masters of Nanyang?”

Everyone opened their mouths wide.

Mr. Li stood up with a majestic expression, just like his previous image. He was stubborn and unwilling tolerate anyone's rebuttal: "This time we see Lord Xu in trouble. First, our conscience cannot be overcome. Second, when will we wait? If we want to fight, we must start from now! From now on, we cannot give in at a single step! I don't care about other people, at least our Li family has decided to fully support Lord Xu's career! Our Li family and Lord Xu are bound together! If they are prosperous, they will flourish, and if they are declining, they will decline. The Li family will bet this time! Otherwise, if they wait, they will have to wait until the next massacre!"

Mr. Li has always had no self-esteem to be violated, thinking that everything is in his hands. For this old man, deep down, what is scary is not the fate of facing the destruction of his family. It is the kind of fear that his destiny has been completely separated from his own control, a sense of dignity violated and completely powerless!

Character determines destiny, and the old man makes such an impulsive decision.

The heads of several families looked at each other, and everyone understood the impulsive emotions of the middle and lower classes of the Chinese community now. The patriarch of the No. 1 tribe in Nanyang decided like this. Such emotions were almost irreversible, at least they could not resist them. Anyway, the Li family was bound together, so they should follow the crowd.

Seeing the heads of several families nodding silently, Li Yuanfu waved his hand: "It's just decided that as long as you can contact Lord Xu, we will hold the Nanyang Ancestral Hall Conference immediately! All places in Malaysia, Thailand, and the Philippines must be notified!"

Standing in the consulate signing room, Lieutenant Colonel Detten, the governor who looked extremely embarrassed.

He stood upright in a dress, holding a formal official folder with a charm on it.

Xu Yifan was wearing an official uniform and sat opposite him in a big manner. He twisted the Chaozhu on his neck and smiled and didn't say anything. Looking at Deten's face, he thought that using his butt, he knew that something happened to this lieutenant colonel.

It’s not that what makes the foreigners feel uncomfortable, isn’t it time for me, Master Xu to have fun?

Consul Cao Tianen was next to Xu Yifan. Poor this magistrate and consul had lost a whole circle in the past few days. Detten stood, and he was also standing there with his back bent down. His face turned blue, as if he was ready to faint at any time.

Detten bent over stiffly and gently waved his hand. A translator came up. Detten said a few words in a low voice, and the translator nervously followed the translator: "I am hereby authorized by the Governor's Office of Java, the Kingdom of the Netherlands, to formally notify you. Your qualification to fully handle the Siribaya riots has been confirmed. The negotiating committee member of the State of Vajra is already on the way to Siribaya and is ready to start formal negotiations with you at any time. Hereby notify you, and greet you every day."

As soon as the translation finished, Detten handed the document folder into Xu Yifan like he had a ball of red charcoal in his hand. Xu Yifan turned his eyes and opened the document folder. However, there was a telegram sent by the Zongli Yamen to the Sishui Consulate General, which was specially submitted to him.

He glanced at it and just smiled slightly. He handed the telegram to Cao Tianen beside him as if indifferent.

"Old Cao, look, look! Look, there are people in our court this time. I'll give this jar to me, a good idea!"

Cao Tianen took it in confusion and saw that he almost fainted when he turned his eyes. Tiantian is really fucking unfair! I was worried and dying. I was so fucking that I had a big deal. What happened to this 25-year-old thing?

The court really has no eyes!

A very simple sentence on the telegraph.

"With Xu Yifan's title of governor, he rewarded him with a full guard of ceremonial guards in the name of the imperial envoy and negotiated with the Sishui cannon case!"
Chapter completed!