1850 American Gold Tycoon.

Chapter 183
“Mr. Liang, nice to meet you, my name is Zooey.”

Zooey looked at the youngest colonel in the United States with admiration.

Unlike the [-]-[-]-year-old, bald greasy colonel in the United States, this young colonel subverted her perception of colonel officers.

It turns out that the colonel of the United States can be so young and so handsome.

Before defeating Colonel Mason, besides the title of the youngest colonel in the United States, Liang Yao also had another title, that is, the colonel with the highest water content in the United States.

Both the American military and civilians are full of doubts about Liang Yao's ability, and do not recognize Liang Yao's status in the military.

Some people even think that the President and the Department of War should not confer the rank of Colonel Liang Yao, and there are not a few voices discussing how much Liang Yao spent to buy this colonel.

It wasn't until Liang Yao wiped out half of Colonel Mason's regiment last year that the views of the American military and civilians on Liang Yao changed.

Like most people in the military, Houston gradually recognized Liang Yao's position in the army after Liang Yao defeated Colonel Mason.

"This is Miss Zoe, Mr. Bell's daughter. It seems that she admires you very much." Houston said looking at Zoe's pretty red face.

"I'll get you a cup of coffee." Zooey left with her head down and her sheepskin slippers.

"I think you've noticed that I'm not very popular in Texas."

After Zooey left, Houston said with some self-mockery that in the living room of the Bell Manor, Houston felt a little lonely, and he did not refuse a person who came forward to talk to him.

"Because your voice is incompatible with the mainstream voice in Texas." Liang Yao looked at Houston's old face full of vicissitudes, and said in a comforting tone, "But the truth is often in the hands of a few people, and sometimes, the minority is right of."

"You are also a politician in the United States now. Although your qualifications are a bit shallow, I still want to hear your views on slave states and free states." Houston stared straight at Liang Yao with piercing eyes, and stared at Liang Yao. Yao felt a little uncomfortable.

Clearly, Houston was a champion of a free state, although it is somewhat paradoxical that a slave owner and planter who owned more than fifty black slaves should be a champion of a free state.

But this is not surprising in the United States. There are indeed a few people who are full of contradictions like Houston, not only Houston, but also Houston's fellow countrymen and Colonel Robert Lee in Virginia.

Robert E. Lee was also a great slave owner and plantation owner in Virginia, and like Houston, he was also a champion of the free state.

Of course, there are such contradictory people in the south, and there are also people in the north.

For example, Calhoun, who was pissed to death last year, although Calhoun is a northerner, his attitude is more inclined to slave states. To be precise, Calhoun should be a fence between the abolitionists and slaveholders By.

Liang Yao thought for a while and said, "Whether it is slavery or freedom, they are legal systems recognized by the United States since the founding of the country, and I have no right to comment on which of the two systems is better.

The question of keeping slaves or abolishing slaves is not so much a matter of divergent lines between the North and the South, but rather an economic dispute between the North and the South. To put it simply, it is a dispute over tariffs. "

What Liang Yao said made Houston a little surprised. He didn't expect a young man in his early 20s to have such a thorough understanding of the conflict between the North and the South.

Houston nodded: "Just talking to you, you are worthy of your status as a politician. It seems that you can become the Speaker of the State Assembly in California not only because you are rich."

"Of course, it's because I'm rich." Liang Yao laughed at himself.

Houston laughed out loud when he heard the words, and felt that it was very opportunistic to chat with this young man: "Haha, as far as the differences between the North and the South are concerned, do you think there is a way to resolve them peacefully?"

of course not!

The conflict between the North and the South of the United States is a mine that was planted during the British colonial period. The only way to completely solve this problem is through war.

Compared with the north, although the strength of the south is weak, its size is not small, and there is no possibility of implementing two systems in one country.

The coexistence of freedom and slavery is not a long-term solution after all.

"This is something that Mr. President should worry about. There is an old saying in China that you can do what you want when you are in the position. I am just a deputy governor and the speaker of the state assembly. I only need to manage the one-third of an acre of land in California."

Liang Yao didn't want to tell Houston his thoughts and position directly. The fact that Houston could ask such a question showed that he already had the answer in his heart, so Liang Yao didn't need to tell him again.

Houston is nothing more than hoping to resolve the differences between the North and the South in a peaceful manner, but the problems between the North and the South have been accumulated for a long time, and there is no possibility of a peaceful solution.

"Whether it is slavery or abolition, I believe that only a unified America can become a world power."

While talking, Zooey served Liang Yao a cup of coffee, then sat next to Houston and listened to their conversation with her head tilted.

"If I can live until the day you run for president, I will definitely vote for you." Houston said, "Tell me, what do you need my help for, I think you came here to chat with me, not Come talk dry politics with me."

"I heard that you have a good relationship with Colonel Robert Lee?" Liang Yao asked directly.

"Robert Lee?" Houston nodded. "We are fellow countrymen and comrades-in-arms during the war. He is an outstanding officer with a bright future."

"I want to send a group of young people to West Point Military Academy for further studies. I hope you can recommend one or two." Liang Yao directly explained his purpose.

As the saying goes, three armies are easy to get, but one general is hard to find.

People who can become famous generals naturally have their own advantages.

It is his dream to send his future confidant to be trained by a famous general.

Robert Lee was not a late blooming general. Although Robert is now a colonel like him, Robert had already made his mark during the Mexican-American War and showed his military talent.

Houston hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed: "I will write a letter to Robert later to explain the situation to him. He should be in Baltimore, Maryland now."

"Thank you so much." Liang Yao was overjoyed.

The culture of American circles prevails, and there is no introduction from acquaintances. Robert E. Lee, the colonel who is about to become the principal of West Point Military Academy, may not meet him.

But with the recommendation of an acquaintance, Robert Lee would at least sell Houston to meet him.

"Ames cavalry knife?"

Zooey noticed the saber on Liang Yao's waist, and asked, pointing at Liang Yao's saber.

"Mr. Liang, may I have a look at your knife? This saber of yours is exactly the same as the cavalry knife I saw at Uncle Houston three years ago."

"Of course, but be careful not to cut your hands. If your father blames you, I can't bear it."

With that said, Liang Yao untied the Ames cavalry knife from his waist and carefully handed it to Zoe.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt myself. I often play with swords."

Zooey happily took Liang Yao's saber and said.

Houston noticed the inscription on this saber. This Ames cavalry knife is not an ordinary cavalry knife, but a saber awarded by President Polk to senior Army officers with outstanding meritorious service during the Mexican-American War.

Liang Yao never participated in the US-Mexico War, so this saber could not be his own, it could only be a gift from other holders.

Houston thought about who had received the knife from President Polk, and he soon had the answer. The original owner of the Ames cavalry knife should be Mason.

Zoe's eyes are very sharp, and this cavalry knife is indeed the same as his. Houston reminded Zoe: "This is a gift from President Polk. Be careful not to damage his saber. Oh, your father doesn't have the exact same knife to pay others."

(End of this chapter)