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Chapter 121 Standing Punishment with the Emperor (First update, please subscribe)
His Majesty!

I was actually punishing myself with the emperor Lao Tzu!
Under the scorching sun, Sun Erxi and the others were all in a daze.

The people in the audience were more in awe than amazement.

It is well known that speaking in tongues requires standing and hanging a placard.

But they didn't expect that one day they would see the emperor being punished to stand for speaking in a dialect... No, it wasn't a punishment for standing, but a punishment for writing.

"I love to speak Mandarin, not dialect."

Standing in front of the table, Zhu Xianhai swiped a pen to write on the signs, handing each piece to the waiting soldiers.

"Thank you Long Live Lord for the reward!"

When he took the sign, Sun Erxi was extremely excited. This sign was written by the emperor!

What happened to the foreign emperor?
That is also the emperor!
Stained with imperial aura, that is the high incense of eight lifetimes!
"Don't thank me, Er Xi, remember, in the future you need to speak Mandarin, you must not only speak Mandarin, you must also write Chinese, you must learn how to read and write, only in this way can you be successful!"

Zhu Xianhai said earnestly.

"Yes, yes, Caomin... No, no, it's me, I understand."

With his chest straight, Sun Erxi nodded repeatedly.

In official terms, this is a rule he made, since he committed a crime... accept the punishment!
Of course, this is also the performance of leading by example.

The most important thing is that after this incident, "being a Chinese, speaking the Chinese language, and writing the Chinese language" will be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. When facing resistance from new immigrants, this is a living example of persuading others.

Perhaps the way of hanging a sign to "show the public" is a bit simple and rude, but this method is effective.

At least time will tell.

In the next few days, Zhu Xianhai stayed in Saavedra Bay. With Nanhua's planning experience, he quickly had a certain plan for the bay, from the port to the city. In his plan, this The future of this city will be the west gate of Nanhua.Just like Los Angeles in South China.

"Your Majesty, will this city be called Saavedra Bay from now on, or is it another name?"

"Landhai!"

After thinking about it, Zhu Xianhai said.

"From now on, this place will be called Linhai! The bay will be called Linhai Bay."

Linhai, a place name with a simple name, is easy to understand.To hell with European names like "Saavedra Bay"!

Even Araucania, Zhu Xianhai decided to change his name to Shanxi!Shanxi in Nanhua, Patagonia is Shandong in Nanhua.

This is the naming method of China, just like during the Eastern Jin Dynasty's "five chaos in China", the place names of the overseas Chinese states, counties, and counties where the Han people lived in the south were generally the same as the place names of the original state, county, and county.

Why are British immigrants only allowed to use names such as Cambridge and Victoria to remember their ancestral lands, and why can't Chinese people remember their hometowns by renaming them?
From the beginning to the end, during the few days near the bay, Maria looked at everything in front of her thoughtfully. Although she had only just started to learn the "language of flowers", she still understood some words.

Finally, when she left with Zhu Xianhai, she looked at Zhu Xianhai and said in a somewhat puzzled tone.

"You are chinese!"

"You just know!"

Zhu Xianhai laughed loudly.

"The orchid?"

"It's Nanhua! Hua means Huaxia!"

"Is it the language of flowers?"

"It's Chinese, your pronunciation is not standard!"

A critical strike silenced Maria.

……

After leaving Linhai, Zhu Xianhai went to several Mapuche tribes. As a king, he would of course have to inspect his territory. Horde, show your presence.

This is true for large tribes, and it is no exception for small tribes.

In this way, it took Zhu Xianhai and his party nearly a month to set foot on their way home. Unlike the previous ones, this time Zhu Xianhai took another mountain road. In the valley along the way, there lived a Mapuche tribe. A tribe of more than [-] people.

Along the way, Zhu Xianhai regarded it as a sightseeing tour, and sometimes even jumped into the lake for a while. Of course, it was also a feast for the eyes. After all, Maria’s figure is indeed very attractive, but that’s all. up.

Perhaps it was because of the beautiful scenery along the way that the road was not long. By the evening of that day, the tents of the Mapuche people had already appeared in their sight.Chief Bakari and others who heard the news had been waiting for their arrival near the valley early.

After the chief and his party entered the valley, the whole picture of the tribe appeared in front of Zhu Xianhai. On the pastures in the mountains, the Mapuche people grazed large herds of dairy cows, beef cattle, sheep and horses.The pastures are full of cattle and sheep, and the flocks are like white clouds floating on the mountains.

"Maybe this is what the book says, "When the wind blows, the grass sees the cattle and the sheep."

While sighing, Zhu Xianhai seemed to understand why the Chileans wanted to conquer this place—every area in the Central Valley is so rich and fertile land, who wouldn’t want to conquer it?
Like many Mapuche people, there are many people here who look a bit like mixed race, and there are many European women dressed as Mapuche people. Their expressions are dull, just standing quietly in front of the tent.Sometimes you will meet some white slaves with chains around their necks.They were also dressed in rags, and there was no hope in their dull eyes...

These Europeans, both male and female, were trophies of the Mapuche raids on the settlements.

"My master, in order to welcome you, I specially prepared a small gift for you."

Chief Bakari's tone was full of flattery. On the way to the valley, he would occasionally look at the white woman who was walking with the king, which convinced him that his choice was not wrong.And who doesn't like a beautiful white woman?

Among the tribes, a beautiful white woman is always the best gift, and the white woman around the king made him believe that his gift would definitely please the king.
"Oh, really? You have a heart!"

Zhu Guoqiang smiled slightly, and looked towards a tent on the hillside, where someone seemed to be watching him.

The woman standing by the tent looked at the Europeans walking with the Mapuche in surprise. No, they were only wearing European-style military uniforms. It seemed that the Mapuche respected these strangers very much.

Suddenly, the woman's gaze was full of astonishment, and more of it was surprise.She hurriedly shouted to her sister.

"Sister, look quickly, it's him, it's him!"

The haggard looking woman sitting in the tent heard her sister's cry, got up and walked over.

"Who are you talking about?"

Before she got to the door, she heard her sister standing by the door shouting loudly,

"Zhu, Zhu, I'm here, I'm here, Zhu, come and save me, save me..."

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