New Shun 1730

Liu Yu pointed his finger at the gathering Guiyi Army and said, "You have guns. The Dutch are such a jerk that they can suppress the local chieftains. What are you afraid of?"

"Whoever disobeys, the chieftain's small nobles are unwilling to give up power, so we can deal with him and punish him."

"In the Celestial Empire, it's not easy. Just like the Wuqiao mutiny in the previous dynasty, there were people in the court behind them, and they might get themselves into trouble."

"In the Celestial Empire, any local gentry, with a turtle behind him, may be able to get into the court through connections."

"In Java, what are you afraid of? Who can't you afford to offend? Which local chieftain can find connections in the court?"

"Reforms in the national dynasty are even more difficult. If you are in Java, wouldn't you be ridiculed?"

"The Dutch in Ceylon can abolish virgin marriage and disintegrate the caste system. Are we not even as good as the Dutch?"

This encouragement, which is a bit like bewitching, is not intended to explain the truth, but to make Niu Er and others understand their attitude.

Being an official in Dashun actually has nine words: not only following books, not only following facts, but also following the superiors.

Who is the superior?

Sometimes, it may not be the emperor, because most officials have no contact with the emperor.

After clearly expressing his attitude, Niu Er naturally knew what was going on.

Looking at the Guiyi Army that had already gathered in front of him, he thought to himself, how could I be afraid of these local chiefdoms? If I really lose, I can organize the Guiyi Army, and at worst I can go back to Huoshan to gather again.

What I am afraid of is still causing trouble, which is not in line with the court's intention.

Or, being reported by others.

I am just a small fish and shrimp, but I can't guarantee that someone will use me to make trouble, but in fact they are targeting you, the Whale Marquis. If I ruin things because of me, it will be bad.

But since the Whale Marquis said so, there is nothing to say. You are not afraid of making a big trouble, and you are not afraid of someone taking the opportunity to cause trouble for you, so what should I be afraid of?

Thinking of this, Niu Er said, "Marquis Jing underestimated me. I'm not afraid of these, but I can't grasp the pulse of the upper level. Whether it's the local chieftains or the tax farmers in Batavia..."

"To put it bluntly, even if the Kapitan in Batavia has a family fortune of one million, he may not be as related to a landlord with a hundred acres of land in Jiangnan in the Celestial Empire."

"A farmer and scholar with a hundred acres of land in Jiangnan may be the relative of a senior official in the court. But these local snakes in Batavia can afford to buy ten thousand acres of land, but it's useless."

"Since Marquis Jing said so, I have a plan in mind."

At this point, Niu Er asked again, "By the way, Marquis Jing. How should the tax farmers, Lei Zhenlan, and Kapitans in Batavia be dealt with?"

Liu Yu smiled and said, "It depends on their performance."

"Performance?"

Niu Er was puzzled for a while, thinking that what performance those people could have, at most they were just a group of fence-sitters. Maybe even worse than fence-sitters, many of them are determined to stand on the side of the red-haired devils, right?

…………

Batavia.

On Rua Malacca Street near the Portuguese Catholic Church, the luxurious residence of Batavia Kapitan Lian Fuguang welcomed several special guests.

The one who led these special guests to meet the Chinese Kapitan Lian Fuguang was his brother Lian Jieguang.

The brother who persuaded his brother to support the uprising of the Chinese outside the city was not very clear about what he had been doing in the past few years.

Although he knew that it must be related to the rebels entrenched in the Burangan area, considering the feelings of compatriots and considering that his brother would be implicated if he colluded with the rebels, Lian Fuguang only warned his brother privately a few times and did not report it to the governor.

Basically, he maintained the family affection of a real brother. Not reporting it was already a face-saving for his real brother.

The Governor went out of the city to suppress the bandits, and the rebels entrenched in the Burangan area actually captured Cirebon, which made Lian Fuguang very uneasy.

His brother-in-law is the daughter-in-law of the Kapitan Guo Anguan of Semarang, his daughter-in-law's family Lin is Lei Zhenlan of Cirebon, and his daughter-in-law is the stable Chinese Kapitan Guo Mao.

The news obtained from these dense networks of relationships has been basically bad news in recent years.

Europe is at war, and business in Southeast Asia is not easy to do; the slaves of the sugar factory migrated to Ceylon, and it seems that the relationship between the Celestial Empire and the Netherlands has become a little stiff, so there are fewer ships coming and going; the rebels in the Burangan area also attack cities like Cirebon from time to time and hijack merchants who enter rural areas to collect spices.

Life is not easy everywhere.

As Liu Yu said, in Dashun, it is easy to get involved in something; the same is true in Java. Those who can get into the ranks of Kapitan, Lei Zhenlan, and Wu Zhi fans are probably related by marriage, and they are real local tyrants.

It is not surprising that such a local tyrant family can produce a Lian Jieguang who sympathizes with the slave workers in the sugar factory.

Lian Fuguang feels that his younger brother owes him a lot. If he had not reported it, his younger brother would have been dismembered and his head hung on a wooden pole next to the church for seabirds to eat. The dismemberment of the Dutch "traitor" Peter Elberfeld in Batavia, which he witnessed in his childhood, is still an indelible shadow in Lian Fuguang's heart after so many years.

But his younger brother did not appreciate his kindness very much. Instead, he said he was cowardly and cowardly. In fact, the two brothers have not communicated much in recent years, because he was despised by his younger brother for a long time when he reported the leader of the Chinese Black Shirt Party, Lian Huaiguan, and the two had a big fight.

As an older brother, if his younger brother didn't take the initiative to apologize, he would really not be able to shame himself into talking to his younger brother.

Now that his younger brother actually took the initiative to bring people to find him, Lian Fuguang was surprised. After a few glances at those people, he knew that the other person had a lot of background.

Everyone's skin was tanned, but they were extremely strong. Even Fu Guanghao was said to be a Chinese Kapitan from Batavia. He had seen many people who traveled to Southeast Asia, and he had rich experience. Just by looking at the temperament of these people, he knew that they were extraordinary people.

Without waiting for his brother to say anything, he asked his confidants to drive away the slaves and secure the gate so that no one else could enter.

"Are you from the mountains?"

Lian Fuguang took the initiative to ask, although this sentence seemed to be nonsense. The person the younger brother befriended was in this sensitive period when the governor was leading people to attack Cirebon, so it was easy to guess the origin of the person he met.

The leader nodded and said: "Just call me Wang Wu. I find people to transport the weapons in the mountains. I am also doing all the transactions with the British East India Company. Lord Kapitan is also doing business. , Counting that, they are also colleagues. When the sugar factory uprising occurred, some of the cloths that the Huaiguan brothers obtained to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy were sold by Master Kapitan. "

Lian Fuguang felt a sudden suddenness in his heart. He had reported Lian Huaiguan back then. Lian Huaiguan was not a good person. He was the leader of the unemployed Chinese Black Shirt Party in the city. He was quite prestigious and had great influence on the Batavia government. Much resentment.

Lian Huaiguan was different from him. Although he was also engaged in business, he was a chivalrous person, and he could not urinate in the same pot as himself who dealt with the colonial government.

When the sugar factory revolted, Lian Huaiguan also followed him into the mountains. I heard that later the rebels in the mountains broke out and Huang Ban, who went up the mountain with Lian Huaiguan, died, but Lian Huaiguan was still alive.

Now that this person mentioned Lian Huai Guan, how could Lian Fuguang not feel nervous? Although Lian Huai Guang would probably not do anything to him because of his younger brother's reputation, but what this man said made Lian Fuguang feel uneasy.

He did have some business dealings with Lian Huaiguan back then, but it was really just business. But this man said that he had provided the cloth for the sugar factory uprising that day. If the Dutch knew about this, things would be in trouble.

And the person in front of him named Wang Wu is no ordinary person. This is a person who can directly deal with the British East India Company and transport arms. In addition to being bold and careful, this kind of person is also very capable.

Why did my brother bring these people here today?

Could it be... could it be that those rebels in the volcanic area couldn't live any longer, but they came here to fight against the autumn wind?

"So it's the fifth brother Wang? Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you. I must have something to do when I came to the humble house today. If you have something to do, you might as well just say that this is Batavia, and the Governor's Palace of the Netherlands is here. There are also other things on the street. The Dutch soldiers are patrolling, so let’s keep the conversation short and don’t be polite.”

When he said this, he actually warned Wang Wu: This is not the mountains, but Batavia.

My residence is near the church, and there are Dutch soldiers on the street. If there really is going to be a commotion, you all have to stay here.

Without thinking, Wang Wu smiled and said: "I don't know how many times I have been to Batavia. I always come and leave when I want. I don't care about these Dutch people on the street." "

After saying that, he seemingly casually revealed the musket on his waist.

Lian Fuguang glanced at his brother next to him with some doubts, feeling very dissatisfied.

I thought that I was also your brother, so I didn't report you to the governor for hooking up with those top traitors. Is this what you did to your brother?

Bring these ill-intentioned people into your home?

Once this incident is over, our brotherhood will end here. My brother-in-law's benevolence and righteousness have all been exhausted.

While talking, Wang Wu opposite him pulled up a chair and sat down.

Lian Fuguang's younger brother, Lian Jieguang, naturally stood beside Wang Wu. He obviously respected the man in front of him, at least more than he respected his brother.

Even Fuguang didn't want to show his cowardice, but instead wanted to be looked down upon. He sat on his chair and sneered: "You are all very capable. I know you are not afraid of anything. But I might as well advise you that you should be traitors. None of the Tang people in the city support you."

"Those poor people who can't pay the poll tax and can't survive, it's because they don't have the ability. People in the city think that the Dutch rule is fine, but if it changes, it may be more detrimental to business."

"You are struggling in Java, and the life of the Tang people in the city is not easy. Not only is it difficult to do business, but the Dutch are also very suspicious of the Tang people in the city, and it is all because of you."

"If the Governor hadn't seen everything clearly, and if I hadn't tried my best to make the Governor know, everyone in the city felt that if there was a real change, not only would it not be better than what it is now, but it would also cause chaos, and small businesses would not be good either. Do it. Not to mention big business.”

"If I hadn't tried my best to mediate, the Tang people in the city would have been under suspicion. When the time comes, I will kill you. Do you think it was because of the trouble you caused in the sugar factory? If the Governor hadn't seen everything clearly, what would it have been like? I handed over the message that if there is a massacre in the city, it will be all because of you. "

"By then, I'm afraid thousands of innocent souls will come to seek your lives!"