Lu Ming

Chapter 309 Organization (seven)

Huang Juren arrived at the Grand Priest on the evening of the third day before the grand ceremony.Thanks to the well-developed cross-strait flights, Mr. Huang, who took a leave of absence from Xiongda University and went out to travel under the banner of "visiting friends", took a direct flight from Fuzhou to the passenger terminal in Chikan in only one and a half days.

After disembarking at the passenger terminal, the entourage assigned to him by the intelligence bureau had his own place to go, while Mr. Huang himself, accompanied by several intelligence bureau agents in gray linen shirts, directly boarded the transportation boat to the other side of the Taijiang River.

Dayuan Island has been completely sealed off at this time, all unnecessary activities have been cancelled, and only traversers can enter and exit freely.

After Huang Zhicheng went ashore, he immediately went to his unit - the intelligence bureau office located in the corner of the second floor of the imperial city.

Here he met his long-separated "Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism" trio of companions: Xiong Dao and Lu Cheng.Although these two started from Hangzhou, they came and went freely, so they arrived a few days earlier than Huang Zhicheng. Even the fake Cao Chuan who was sitting by the side smoking a cigarette came earlier than him.In fact, Huang Zhicheng is the last time-traveler in place in this grand ceremony.

After chatting and joking with his colleagues, Huang Zhicheng went to the small office next to him to give a brief report to Director Dai Yun, and then he hurried upstairs to the Jianyuan Hall to meet Emperor Cao.

In the brightly lit hall, Emperor Cao was wearing a casual suit and shiny leather shoes, sitting on a dragon chair with his legs crossed, chatting with a group of bigwigs.Seeing Huang Zhicheng come in, Cao Chuan laughed: "Look, look, Mr. Juren is here. By the way, didn't you bring your beautiful daughter-in-law? Do you want to make a lady?"

Then, amidst the teasing and teasing laughter of the crowd, Huang Zhicheng stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hands, and shook Cao Chuan tightly a few times-this was the last time that the two sides treated each other as equals. It's a handshake, and since there's a distinction between upper and lower, the taste will be different.

The brief meeting ended quickly.Huang Zhicheng was signing in before the meeting, and Cao Chuan didn't need to listen to any reports, so after a few jokes and a few gossips, the experienced Huang Juren left in time—with his gift bag.

Huang Zhicheng was the last one to sign in, and the last one to receive the gift package.After returning to his private residence in the villa area, after taking a shower, he didn't bother to visit this new home that had been vacant for a long time, but directly opened this gift bag imported from later generations.

The gift package is an aluminum alloy sealed suitcase.

This suitcase is specially designed, and every four small boxes can be assembled into a large storage box.In fact, medical, chemical, and weapons and intelligence systems have long been eyeing these boxes.

That is to say, after the melon eaters eat the flesh, the melon rind will be recycled afterwards
Inside the box are some clothes and matching accessories: men's watches, belts, rings, necklaces, leather shoes, cuff studs, etc.

Huang Zhicheng opened the clothes and looked, and found that it was a suit including the inner jacket and a windbreaker, which seemed to fit well.He was not surprised by this: everyone's clothes size had been reported a few months ago, and he was late, so he couldn't choose the style and color of the clothes, but the size should be fine.

The light blue thin Gucci suit with small lapels is of good texture. "Probably this year's new model." Thinking of this, Huang Juren couldn't help but shook his head. The longer he left that world, the more he felt the gap, and the miss gradually faded.

After changing into a suit from the inside out, Huang Zhicheng stood in front of a half-length rosewood mirror and looked at his own image: Yes, the down-and-out fake painting dealer back then returned to the mirror, but he couldn't afford such expensive clothes at that time suit.

However, when he put on the thin windbreaker designated as "court dress", his style of painting suddenly changed.

Probably because "Zhuzi" is a traditional noble color, this windbreaker also happens to be lavender.The quality is good, but it is obviously rushed by domestic manufacturers: because there is no brand.There are beautiful silver pattern embroidery on the waist, cuffs and left chest of the windbreaker. The overall pattern of the clothes looks a bit retro, and it has a faint taste of Hanfu after wearing it.

Needless to say, this "court dress" must have been designed by the emperors.Changing the Western-style trench coat into a retro style is only possible with this awkward country that mixes various schools of thought.

Looking carefully at the silver embroidered patterns on the fabric, Huang Juren expected that it was still the pair of Panlongs, but the style was changed to a lower-level Panchi: "Isn't this the simplified version of the python robe? Helping people. There is no cure." Huang Zhicheng shook his head and smiled while trying on the clothes: "It seems that I can't take these clothes to Fujian, and if they are seen, they will raid the house!"

November 1628, 1849 (traversing the new calendar year of 11), it is appropriate to open, break ground, accept mining, travel, go to office, and ascend the throne.

The weather is fine today, cloudless, and the sea waves are not happy.

The moment the white belly of the east was exposed, the traffic boats on the Taijiang River began to shuttle busily.More than 200 people wearing lavender windbreakers boarded boats from the special wharf in the villa area and were sent to Dayuan Island one after another.

At this moment, the Taijiang River is quiet, only those streamlined boats with white sails are shuttling back and forth on the sea.In the past, it was bustling and noisy, and the scene of boats rubbing shoulders disappeared—today is a special day, and the Taijiang River is also under martial law.

All the people under the rule of the empire, except for some on duty, the rest are on holiday today.The workers who are accustomed to accepting orders and living together, received the order today: clean up the housework in the morning and move freely in the afternoon.

It is rare to come across a day of extra paid leave, so in the stilted building communities in Chikan New District, most people who don't know what happened are still happily supplementing their sleep.But when they were sleeping soundly, no one had fallen asleep in the row of barbarian merchants on the other side of the Taijiang River.

"Whoa, look what's coming out of the castle, it's a knight, and that golden carriage!"

In the Dutch business house closest to the port of Dayuan Island, all the employees are crowded behind the milky white floor-to-ceiling grille windows, staring at the rare scene in the distance with wide eyes.

And the one who sighed was Comrade Johannes van der Hagen, an old friend of the time-traveling crowd, a former prisoner, and a Dutch businessman.

Van der Hagen returned to Dayuan not long ago.The old friend came here to assist Consul Majer to further expand the trade pattern of the Inter-Provincial Republic here.

He was standing on a low stool, watching with a brass telescope.Through the round lens, through the transparent glass windows and the low wall of the shop covered with green vines, what caught Vander Hagen's eyes at this moment was the golden Rolls that was slowly driving this way. Les Phantoms.

Go back in time not long ago.

Early this morning, not only the time-travelers were tossing around, but also a group of foreigners who were already hungry and thirsty.When they found that the road in front of the business hall was blocked by a large number of soldiers shouting slogans, they knew something would happen today.

Sure enough, when the sky got brighter, the Crooked Nuts discovered the abnormality immediately.

The first is soldiers.On the concrete road in front of the door, there are now soldiers with guns in their right hands standing at regular intervals.The difference from the past is that these soldiers who are already familiar with crooked nuts have changed their costumes today.

Not only did they wear a strange-looking hat with a shiny iron piece on the front, but they also wore a kind of olive green stiff military uniform with a few thin yellow threads on the chest, and some people had shiny shiny iron on the chest. of iron and copper.

In addition to the strange soldiers, the small boats arriving one after another on the Taijiang River quickly attracted the attention of those who watched from a distance: a large number of travelers wearing purple trench coats boarded the pier.

"Is that the traditional costume of the nobles of the Ming Dynasty?" In the Dutch business house closest to the dock area, the consul Mao Zheer, who was also holding a telescope and had a big red beard, asked more like a pirate than a businessman.

"No, maybe it's just the traditional costumes of their country." Van der Hagen, who knew more about the time traveler, gave the answer accurately at this time: "It seems that something must happen today. I have never seen them dressed It's so unified."

"Is it possible that today's ceremony is to welcome a Ming official?" Mao Zheer continued to ask after a moment of pondering.

"Perhaps... to welcome a certain exiled prince." Van der Hagen said here, his lips curled up slightly: "Sir, you know, they don't have a good relationship with the Ming emperor, they have their own king. "

"Is it His Excellency Cao Chuan who went to Fujian as a hostage?"

"Maybe, who knows? No one has ever seen that mysterious leader." Van der Hagen didn't know that he had inadvertently touched the crux of the problem.

The next moment, his brain opened again: "Maybe we are thinking too much. Today is just a routine religious activity similar to mass about indigenous gods?"

Mao Zheer's beard trembled: "God forgives these heretics." At this point, he bowed his head and told an unnamed subordinate: "Go and prepare the highest gift, maybe I will give you a gift at today's dinner." can use it."

Just as Majer was preparing for a rainy day, Van der Hagen exclaimed again: "Wow, look at something coming out of the castle, it's a knight, and that golden carriage!"

Recently, from time to time, someone would drive that Rolls-Royce Phantom around the imperial city for a test drive.Although businessmen from all over the world have become accustomed to the miraculous delivery cars running on this land, this noble-looking "golden carriage" still attracts everyone's attention.

Today's scene is extraordinarily grand: 4 beautiful, pure white Arabian horses for breeding are dressed up and made the lead.A few cross-travelers who are interested in leading the cavalry group to gallop the Northland in the future are now riding cavalry swords on their waists and hips, wearing general uniforms, and are riding proudly on their horses, urging their mounts to take small steps, showing that they have trained hard for more than a month of riding.

After leading the motorcycle and leading the horse team, there are two teams of army soldiers carrying mahogany rifles.These soldiers in shiny short boots were running neatly on both sides of the car, and the whole team was slowly moving towards the pier.

It didn't take long for the golden car line to arrive at the gate of the port building next to the pier along the main road in the middle of Dayuan Island, under the watchful eyes of people from various business houses.

(End of this chapter)