Most of the Phnom Penh in Cambodia were built by French colonists in the 19th century, and there are also a few large Cambodian-style buildings. {Uploaded by book friends}

Phnom Penh was once regarded as the most beautiful city in Southeast Asia, but due to the Longnai coup in the 1970s and the bloody suppression of Pol Pot Khmer Rouge, Phnom Penh is now fading, with luxurious buildings mixed with concentrated slums in the center of concentrated living.

Of course, even though Phnom Penh is now destroyed by war, there are some magnificent Cambodian-style buildings in Phnom Penh that will remain forever.

Among them, the royal palace built by the French in the Cambodian style is a model. The most famous building with different architectural styles in the royal palace is the silver tower, which is named after the tower with more than 5,000 silver bricks.

The boulevard, which was imitated in the Champs-Elysées in Paris, directly leads to the Tonlissa River. The sisowathboulevard is on both sides of the Mediterranean style of buildings. The terrace in front of the building once brought the elegant atmosphere of the old times, making people live in it. Relying comfortably on the rattan chair, you can enjoy the water sunrise, the street scenery and the water boats. Then you can completely imagine how beautiful Phnom Penh in Cambodia is.

However, if there is no literary style in this city, if the Chinese team did not pacify Pol Pot's army as soon as possible, then Cambodia will not gradually return until at least 1985, and then it will not be revitalized until the 1990s, the most beautiful city in Southeast Asia.

However, due to the existence of literary style, the Cambodian rebellion was quelled as soon as possible, causing the human resources and property of the entire Cambodian country to be lost. As soon as the ** team entered Phnom Penh, they then promoted the Cambodian Provisional Government to form a cabinet. As a result, Cambodian prince Sihamoni called for a large number of people to return in Phnom Penh in 1979.

In Phnom Penh, there were a large amount of property from many indigenous people in Cambodia. At that time, Pol Pot confiscated all of these properties. Then he wanted to carry out the so-called "complete socialism". He asked the whole of Cambodia to throw away all cities, and everyone returned to the countryside to live and rebuild their homes. This policy is a huge nightmare for all people in Phnom Penh.

But now everything has changed. Most of the Cambodians who originally lived in Phnom Penh were in Phnom Penh and made them feel safe. Most of them returned to Phnom Penh.

This protected nearly 100,000 Cambodian Chinese. Since it was said that the troops from the motherland defeated Pol Pot, the Chinese in Cambodians returned one after another to see if they could return their property with the help of the motherland and let them live a normal life again.

Speaking of Chinese in Cambodia, we must not talk about the composition of these Chinese. In fact, most Chinese in Cambodia are from Chaozhou, Guangdong. Chaozhou people account for nearly 80% of the composition of Chinese in Cambodia. If we talk about peacetime, there were nearly 200,000 Chinese in Phnom Penh.

These Chinese people once produced Chaozhou, Guest House, Guangzhao, Hainan and Fujian Associations or fellow villagers in Phnom Penh based on their respective hometowns. Chaozhou Associations were even more famous in Phnom Penh for Chinese ethnic groups. During the Qingming Festival, everyone would use the association hall and clan association as units to sweep the tombs and worship ancestors, which was famous throughout Southeast Asia.

However, with the nationalist government established by General Ronno from 1970 to 1975, Chinese schools were banned. Chinese newspapers were forced to close, and Chinese became an isolated and hostile language. The fate of Chinese people in Cambodia changed drastically, and a vicious curse began to come.

General Ronno's government collapsed, and Pol Pot led his troops into Phnom Penh. Cambodia's Chinese even greeted each other, but unexpectedly, the "Khmer Rouge" came to power. From 1975 to 1979 when Pol Pot was in power, the Chinese who met him suffered even greater suffering, and the Chinese were discriminated against or even killed because of their Chinese.

In Pol Pot's "complete**" policy, because most Chinese people do business and have considerable family talents, Chinese who are businessmen are included in the "bourgeois" camp and are in a situation of nothing in policies such as price cuts and cancellation of currency.

Pol Pot even announced: "Overseas Chinese are bourgeoisie and have absorbed the blood of Cambodians throughout history."

The "red terror" of arresting urban Chinese, rural progressive overseas Chinese and overseas Chinese teachers continues to occur in various provinces.

In these three years, eight months and 20 days, more than half of the Chinese died of illness, starved to death or died tragically in 167 prisons and 343 slaughter sites across the country. Legend has it that the number of Chinese in Cambodia has dropped sharply from 700,000 in the early 1970s, which is because of the number of persecuted people in the past decade.

Most of these people who came back were from Chaozhou. When they were homeless, many people could only gather in the Chaozhou Guild Hall. The Tang Building was actually part of the Chaozhou Guild Hall. Mr. Tang Hanmin, Tang, was sitting in the attic of the Tang Building and looking into the distance. His eyes were slightly lowered and he faced the temporary military camp of the Zhongzhao Team.

In fact, the temporary military camp in China and the Chaozhou Guild Hall are located in the east and west of the city. The distance between the two sides is several kilometers. The old man could not see the military camp. Instead, he saw that a large number of people wearing gray shirts gathered around the Chaozhou Guild Hall at some point, and it seemed that they gathered in groups of three or three to the streets of the past few days.

At this time, the genius had just seen darkness? Although the sunset had already set, the afterglow of the sunset had already shone on the corridor of the three houses of the Tang Building, reflecting the snow-like hair and beard of Tang Hanmin into a golden color.

When the carriage that delivered water was running over the streets, and when some Chinese people were puzzled, they also found that many people had gathered in Chinese schools on the streets and alleys, all of them were young people wearing gray shirts.

Moreover, what scares everyone is that they are all natives from Phnom Penh, Cambodia.

No one knew or how they gathered together. It seemed that everyone was talking and discussing with a bit of hideousness. White towels were wrapped around their shoulders. When some people squatted down, a sharp blade was exposed behind their waists. The coldness of the sword made the Chinese people in the Chaozhou Guild Hall feel cold when they saw it.

Some Chinese people guarding the Chaozhou Guild Hall stared at all this with wide eyes and thought about it. They walked into the house silently, and then they quickly walked into the inner hall. Soon, nervous footsteps sounded from Tang Hanmin's attic.

"Grandpa, grandpa. Something happened, hurry up..."

Tang Feng's voice has never stopped since she entered the Tang Building. When she went upstairs, she seemed extremely hurried. She walked up and even made a staggering move and almost fell to the ground. Her beautiful face looked even more panicked.

"What? He is such a big girl, and he is still reckless in his work, what does he look like!"

Tang Hanmin also felt something was wrong, but he had not thought that the situation would be like that. Hearing the granddaughter, whom he loved, came up from downstairs, he couldn't help but scolded him in a spoiled manner.

"Grandpa, you're still here without any hassle! Do you know?"

Tang Feng walked up with a pale face. As soon as he went to the attic, he couldn't wait to say, "Two days ago, Foreign Minister Hun Sen went to the military camp to visit General Wen. I heard that Hun Sen submitted a proposal to the temporary cabinet today, demanding that the cabinet return the property confiscated by the Chinese people in Cambodia without compensation. This proposal has been passed today..."

"Isn't this a good thing? Then why are you anxious?"

Upon hearing this good news, Tang Hanmin couldn't help but smile. His literary style was completely different from the Chinese officials who came to Nanyang that he had seen. Whether it was the Chinese officials from the New China, the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, most of them were thinking about Nanyang's wealth, either asking Nanyang Chinese to invest in their motherland or hoping that these Nanyang Chinese would donate.

But the literary style is really different. He has not made any requests to the merchants in South China so far. Even if Tang Hu donated 200 million US dollars to Cam Ran Bay, it was proposed by the Chinese in South China. It seems that Tang Hanmin learned about the current situation in Cam Ran Bay and knew that Wen Feng was doing practical things for the Chinese in Cambodia. So he specifically instructed Tang Hu to do this. He really didn't expect that Wen Feng would not talk to them about any conditions and did things so beautifully, so how could they, the Chinese in South China not give any expression?

"No... the reason is that after the meeting, I don't know where the news was revealed. The local indigenous people in Cambodia knew the situation. Under the incitement of some purposeful people, I heard that these indigenous people are gathering people to be unfavorable to us Chinese? The current situation is that a large number of indigenous people gathered in front of our Chaozhou Guizhou Guizhou, as well as a large number of indigenous people with bad intentions gathered in front of the guild halls such as Fuzhou, Gujia, Guangzhao, Hainan, and other guild halls and fellow townsmen. They seem to be unfavorable to us Chinese!"

Seeing Tang Hanmin's calm look, Tang Feng was so anxious that she was about to jump up. She reported to Tang Hanmin in surprise: "I heard many people in the guild say that these indigenous people are gathering their fellow villagers to launch an attack on us Chinese at night, and want to have an Indonesian 930********** in Cambodia!"

"What?"

When Tang Hanmin heard about Indonesia, he couldn't help but think of the great purge of the Chinese in Indonesia that year. How many Chinese in Southeast Asia lost their lives in that great purge? If this happens in Cambodia again, what would it be like?

"Can you be sure of this? How many natives are gathering in Phnom Penh now?"

Tang Hanmin asked his granddaughter in a trembling voice, "You must know that Vietnam, Myanmar and Cambodia have been relatively close to China, so these countries have not been so strong in excluding Chinese people. After all, China is not a big country, and they dare not take the bottom line of tolerance on China at will. Even if Chinese people were massacred in the past, it was done by the local military government. The local indigenous people have not yet carried out large-scale *********, otherwise Tang Hanmin would not have hid here with his grandchildren. {Book friends uploaded and updated}

"Father, this is true. Now the major guild halls and fellow townspeople are in panic. No one knows what to do? The head of the Chaoshan Chamber of Commerce is asking you to make an idea!"

With Tang Feng, the one who came up with Wen Feng was the middle-aged man who greeted him at the door before. In fact, he was Tang Muhua, the second son of Tang Hanmin. His second son acted vigilant and might not have any talent in doing business. However, he was loyal and upright and filial. Therefore, Tang Muhua has been taking care of Tang Hanmin over the years. To this day, many traditional Chinese people in Nanyang who were unwilling to be realistic are in contact. Relatively speaking, his words are much more credible than Tang Feng.

"Father, look over there, the indigenous people here are gathering more and more."

Tang Muhua looked nervous. He took out a telescope from his body and handed it to the old man. The old man couldn't wait to take it over and looked at the alley in the distance of the Chaozhou Guild Hall.

I don’t know when those people had set fire in front of the Lichaozhou Guild Hall, and white smoke and green flames flew into the air. It was as if there was a powerful attraction that brought many natives to come.

Many natives just took to the streets and looked at the scene in front of them, and rushed over after taking two steps at a time.

Tang Hanmin was even more shocked to see that there were people at the beginning and end of the alley, some gathered around the crowd to pick up flags and slogans, some squeezed into the crowd, and even saw a faint cold light, as if someone was distributing weapons. Some agricultural tools in the alley were used, hoes, shovels, and even some kitchen knives were taken out by these natives.

Standing more than ten meters away from the entrance of the alley, there was a group of people guarding there, and Balang's sword was covered. They stared at the Chaozhou Guild Hall. If some Chinese people came over to check, they would block them back coldly.

Amid the sound of the copper whistle, some policemen had already rushed over one after another. The day shift was not paid, and the night shift was not paid yet. There were not many people, and a bunch of rattan hats and batons were watching, all of them were stunned. Looking at the young people gathering around, there were more than tens of millions! The crowds of people were clamoring, and a breath of fear rushed into the sky!

These policemen also wanted to go to the gathering places in the alleys to take a look. But they were also blocked by those who were guarding outside the alleys. These policemen were only seven or eight, but when the two sides clashed, dozens of people suddenly surged out of the alleys. These policemen all changed their faces. Faced with such disadvantages, they had to explain them here if they were not careful. These policemen were just recruiting temporarily, and no one was willing to die for this matter. They retreated pale and then quickly went back to report.

"No, these natives really want to attack us!"

Tang Hanmin finally saw the situation clearly, and when he put down the telescope in his hand, his face turned pale.

"Quick, I must send someone to notify General Wen as soon as possible!"

But at this time, Tang Hanmin knew that the more he panicked, the less he could not solve the problem. He looked at Tang Muhua in a deep voice and immediately said, "I don't know how these natives gathered together, but they came too quickly. Now only General Wen's brigade can save us!"

"But... but the entrances of all the alleys outside our guild have been blocked. These natives are very cruel and only allow people to enter and not leave our Chaozhou guild!"

Tang Muhua's face was also ugly. Hearing Tang Hanmin's words, he looked even more anxious and said: "Now the Chinese scattered elsewhere have discovered something wrong. Most of them are gathering at various guild halls and fellow villagers' associations. I see... I see some Chinese people have been attacked, and they... are we worried that we can't rush out to report to General Wen at all?"

"You say some of the Chinese who are scattered elsewhere have been attacked?"

When Tang Hanmin heard that the Chinese had been attacked, he showed a hint of joy on his face!

"Yes, I saw a big brother being beaten by these natives, and there were doctors in the guild who were treating him!"

Tang Feng nodded. Tang Hanmin actually felt that he had seen a few blood stains on his granddaughter. I guess this girl had also participated in the treatment just now, which shows that what he said was true.

"That's good! I believe that while some smart Chinese people gather at major congregations and fellow townspeople, a considerable number of them will take shelter to General Wen's military camp!"

Tang Hanmin finally showed a little relieved look, and he kept saying, "I believe that when General Wen knows the situation, he will definitely send someone here to save us!"

"I'm worried that these Chinese teams will not dare to have a head-on conflict with these indigenous people in Cambodia!"

Tang Hanmin looked relieved, but Tang Feng didn't think so. She said with a pale face and a little disbelief: "Grandpa, don't you know that this is this country twenty years ago. They also won a great victory in North Korea. However, after seven consecutive days of massacre in Indonesia, this country did not take any action. Five years later, we Chinese Indonesians encountered attacks from local indigenous people, and it was our compatriots in Taiwan who saved us. I don't think this country is worthy of my belief at all!"

"Muhua!"

"Father!"

"Let the people in the guild gather all the young and strong, and let them guard the door immediately. The guild should be as strong as possible and use some tools that can be used. At this time, I can't take care of that much. Once you fight, you will either die or I will live!"

Tang Hanmin was speechless after hearing Tang Feng's words for a long time. To be honest, he also agreed with Tang Feng's opinion. Although after contacting this writing style, he felt that his way of doing things was very different from that of Chinese officials he had seen before. But who knows what he really thought?

Moreover, the decision of the saint who was more than 20 years ago was even worse than that of Qianlong. In his eyes, the interests of the Chinese in Southeast Asia could be exchanged politically. How could this government have a diplomatic dispute with Cambodia for the lives and deaths of these Chinese people? He really didn't have much confidence when he thought about this.

"Yes, Father, I will go down and prepare now. I must not let these natives rush in casually. Even if they come, they will definitely make them less happy. Even if they die, we will take some cushions!"

Tang Muhua gritted his teeth. He knew what his father meant, so he nodded and turned around and left firmly, quickly descending into the pavilion.

"We must guard the guild hall. We can keep it as long as we can!"

Tang Hanmin looked at Tang Feng with a stubborn face, and a bit of sadness flashed across his face. He shook his head and said:

"Feng'er, we have no other way, we can only rely on General Wen. The 100,000 Chinese people in Phnom Penh have all relied on this young Chinese official. Do we have any other way?"

At that moment, Tang Guan's beautiful face was as white as paper, and her almost desperate eyes fell involuntarily to the direction of the temporary military camp where Wen Feng was. The lives of 100,000 Chinese people, how many of this Wen Feng can be trusted by them, Nanyang Chinese? She... she really doesn't know!

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Han Sanglin's Temporary Office General Administration.

Chairman Han Sanglin was sitting on the big backrest chair. He looked at the panicked Phnom Penh Police Station under his hands, and the anger on his face became heavier and heavier. Finally, he couldn't help but smash the teacup in his hand to the ground. He shouted at these guys angrily:

"What you did, how did these natives gather together, what do they want to do? Do you want to kill all these Chinese? Don't you know that there is still a team of 10,000 in Phnom Penh. Are their flesh and blood stronger than those cannons!"

All the police in Phnom Penh were controlled by Han Sanglin. These leaders were brought back from Pol Pot at the time, and these people were all subordinates he could definitely trust.

So the incident that happened in Phnom Penh reached his ears at the first time, but what he never expected was that the incident had developed so quickly now, and there was no movement before the beginning. However, in just a few hours, these local natives mobilized him, which caught him off guard.

He only regrets that these irresponsible subordinates in front of him failed to prevent this matter? With the reconciliation of literary style, he and Hun Sen just reached a consensus. Although it seems that he only has one prime minister to do, he can reach a high position and get great power after all. Even if he is forced to give up his power in three years, who knows what will happen in these three years?

So Han Sanglin was still very moved by this suggestion. With his help, the cabinet's free return of Chinese property was quickly passed, but he never expected that the news would be leaked so quickly. And these ignorant natives in Phnom Penh would gather like this. This incident made him too passive. Once he angered the Chinese team in Phnom Penh, his mind would be numb when he thought about it.

"Master...Chairman, I know... we didn't do it well, but... we can't control it now. The news spread too quickly. These locals said that if all the Chinese in Phnom Penh were killed, their property would naturally be local. This... This is clearly a person who is interested is causing trouble. More importantly, these people are all news from the village. Even many police officers in our police station were not under control. They began to join this operation. We really didn't have enough manpower and could not control it at all!"

The police chief's face turned dark. He tried his best to explain to Han Sanglin, but he seemed at a loss when facing the riots of the locals in Phnom Penh Jucheng. After all, most of them are locals, and many policemen are also relatives of locals. Now, when troubles are caused, these policemen are sent out. To be honest, he does not have much confidence, and these people will hear his orders.

"Someone must be instructed behind him, who is it? Who is it! What is his purpose?"

Han Sanglin gritted his teeth. He knew that the police chief was telling the truth. To be honest, the locals in Phnom Penh were still a group of rational people. They have gotten along well with local Chinese for decades. Although the Chinese have mastered a large amount of property and made them jealous, they have not done anything out of the ordinary in decades. But today they are suddenly provoked, and this is definitely not simple.

"Did Hun Sen do it? Maybe he is not satisfied with it before he can reach the prime minister's position after three years?"
To be continued...