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Chapter 1302 The Republic of Ireland (Third update, please subscribe)

"New York City added more people in 96 hours than some of the largest and most prosperous villages in the state."

During the Great Irish Famine, the New World was the only hope for millions of Irish who, after being driven from their lands by English landowners, either died or left the "cursed" land and went overseas Search for a better life.And New York was the first stop they entered this land.

Since 1858, the cathedral, named after the patron saint of Ireland, has replaced a humble cathedral in lower Manhattan and has also become a symbol of the Irish.And the twin spiers of St. Connors Cathedral dominate the New York City skyline.

On the piers of lower Manhattan, both during the Great Famine and now, the Irish keep coming.After all, the New World meant food, opportunity, and equality compared to the discrimination-ridden Ireland.

But no matter whether it is sufficient food, or opportunities and equality, it cannot make up for the pain in the heart. Who can forget the relatives who died in the famine?

The rare warm sunlight in winter penetrates the thermal insulation wooden shutters, cutting through the darkness of the room like light scissors, cutting light and shadows one by one.

Connors, who was sitting on the sofa, was staring ahead. He didn't notice that the light was moving in an almost imperceptible way. In this not-so-spacious room, there was a dilapidated table and a swing near the fireplace. Shelves full of books.

Connors, who had been sleepless all night, stood up from the dilapidated sofa unhurriedly, enjoying the tranquility weakly. When he got up, he still let out a long sigh.

When he stood up, the newspaper on the armrest of the sofa slowly fell down. A palm-sized article on the newspaper seemed inconspicuous, but the title was enough to hook everyone's painful memories.

"Once Upon a Time with Britain - The House Without a Roof"

Why is the house without a roof?

Because the English landowners would set fire to the house after driving out the tenants or the tenants starved to death, the stone walls would not fall down.There were empty houses like that everywhere in Ireland in those years.

When he stood up, Connors turned his gaze to the fireplace again. A woodcut statue of St. Connors on the fireplace reminded him again. What was his memory?
It was the pain, the memory of the bereavement, his mother, sister and brother all dying of starvation.

As in the past, Conners left the residence with a calfskin handbag and books, and then arrived at the school.

Come to the classroom and listen to the seemingly absent voices in the classroom.This familiar, intimate, lingering voice is the voice of students seeking knowledge.

When Connors unfolded the book, another busy and fulfilling day began—a day for a university professor.

After going to school for a day, he came to an Irish restaurant near the school again.

Given the choice, the Irish will only go to an Irish-owned restaurant or pub.

While Connors was waiting for his meal, a Ming man walked up to him.

"Professor Conners, can I have lunch with you? We can talk about something that might be of interest to us."

The face of the visitor was full of smiles, kind and sincere.If he guessed correctly, he must be a recruiter from the Ming Empire. In the past ten years, they can be seen in many schools in Europe and America. They recruit professors of various disciplines.

However, he obviously found the wrong partner.

"Sir, I think you've got the wrong guy. I'm just a professor of literature."

Connors said.

"In your country's consulate, I might not even get your visa."

Maybe the Ming Empire recruited talents from all over the world.But the talents they recruited never included professors of literature, let alone English literature.

This is not within the scope of their consideration at all.If he is a mechanical engineering expert, not only can he easily obtain a visa to enter Daming, but he can also get a job with a high salary.

But as a professor of literature, all this has nothing to do with him.This guy must have found the wrong guy.

While talking, Connors looked at the Daming man in front of him, "This is a very muscular man." Connors couldn't help but think of the Chinese people in Chinatown. Compared with the Ming people, their bodies are relatively Thin and lacking in self-confidence.

In contrast, on the whole, the people of Daming look ruddy and very healthy. It is not difficult to understand that the people of Daming live far away from the tragedy. With a history of more than [-] years, it has become a powerful country in this world.

The Huaxia people and the Ming people are the same, but they are also completely different.

This difference is like the difference between the Irish in America and the Irish in Britain.

When Connors sighed in his heart, the person sitting opposite him said.

"I'm not mistaken, Mr. Connors Connolly."

The visitor added,
"What I'm talking to you about should be something that interests you very much."

It is snowing in New York outside the window, and the weather in New York is still very cold in February, and the snowflakes are still big.When the other party sat down, Conner deliberately cast his eyes out of the window. He looked at the snowflakes outside the window and thought in his mind.

What does the Daming man in front of him want to talk to him about?

For some reason, a thought suddenly popped up in Connors' mind - what this person was talking about with him today was a very important matter.

But what is it?
"What is it? I'm only interested in philosophy."

Connors looked at the Daming man in front of him again,
"What about philosophy?"

While speaking, the Ming man directly wrote the two letters "IE" on the mist of the glass window with his fingers.

Although it was only two simple letters, Connors couldn't help but tremble slightly the moment he saw it.

He looked at the two letters in surprise, and then looked at the Daming man in front of him.

"What does it mean?"

"We all know what this means, Mr. Connors, isn't this exactly what you desire?"

The visitor said with a smile.

What does "IE" mean?
It is the abbreviation of "Republic of Ireland", the Republic of Ireland - this term is an extremely unfamiliar term even for most Irish people,

But for Connors, this is not an unfamiliar term, because in the past few years, he has been talking about his conception on various occasions. What kind of conception is it?

It is the idea of ​​establishing the Republic of Ireland.

His idea has been ridiculed and ridiculed time and time again. After all, in the eyes of many people, this is simply wishful thinking.

It is impossible for the British Empire to allow Ireland to be independent. As for resistance, the British Empire is the most powerful empire in the world. How can Ireland resist?
Of course, not everyone thinks so. Connors doesn't think so, and his friends don't think so either.

The visitor looked at him and said to him in a seductive tone.

"Isn't that what you want, a free and independent Ireland belonging to the Irish?"

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