Chapter 143 In Quebec(2/2)
Foreign slaves are not qualified to enter the palace, nor are they qualified to be eunuchs.
Everyone in the East and West Factory has long been a normal person.
The governor is responsible for military occupation, the governor is responsible for temporary civil affairs, and the stall is responsible for things under the table.
They are the smallest group that can take over a city militarily.
Several people stood on the pier and looked at the surrounding buildings and scenes. Chen Shaohong said with emotion:
"Oh, the scenery here is pretty good, but it's a bit too cold. It's already August, so why is it still so cold? It's only in the early teens. Xintianfu seems to be over 20 degrees..."
Warlord Zhu Guangrui said with a smile:
"Old Chen, you are used to it in Nanyinzhou. It will be August 15th soon. Can the weather in the northern hemisphere not be cold?
"And this place is at 46 degrees north latitude, which is the same north as Hecheng (Qiqihar).
"If you have to compare it, it's actually much warmer here than in the Ming Dynasty. Do you know what Crane City looks like at this time?"
Chen Shaohong reacted immediately:
"That's right. We were originally in the southern hemisphere, but this is the northern hemisphere. It's almost winter in the northern hemisphere, and it will get colder and colder later."
The two people here were chatting, and the crowd around them also started to move.
A middle-aged man wearing a priest's robe led a group of people to the pier in a panic.
Acting Mayor of Quebec and Bishop Geoffrey of the Archdiocese of Quebec.
When the Ming Dynasty's fleet entered the Quebec dock, Jeffrey received the news.
But something got in the way, so I arrived at the scene a little late.
Jeffrey ran under the boat, bowed his hands to Chen Shaohong and others, panted slightly, and said hello in quite standard Ming Dynasty elegance:
"Your Majesty, Acting Mayor of Quebec, Jeffrey, has kept several generals waiting for a long time..."
Chen Shaohong took a step back and waved his hand in front of his nose with a very disgusted expression.
Zhu Guangrui did not retreat, but he slightly bent his fingers to cover up his mouth and nose.
The two of them didn't mean to humiliate this time, they really smelled it.
Some soldiers who had been on the ship for several days without taking a shower did not smell that strong.
Jeffrey was suddenly embarrassed and quickly took a step back.
I was mainly exercising before I received the news. After I received the news, I became even more nervous, and then I ran all the way again.
I was sweating all over, and the smell came out immediately.
Jeffrey didn't think there was anything wrong with what the two Ming officers did. He just quickly clamped his arms and carefully apologized:
"Reckless, too reckless, Ming generals, please forgive me..."
Chen Shaohong didn’t want to talk nonsense with him. He pointed at the immigrants in the distance and told Jeffrey:
"We have nothing to say between us. Let those who want to leave leave quickly. This place now belongs to our Ming Dynasty."
Jeffrey said helplessly:
"Yes... we know, but... some people have lived here for many years and have many things in their homes, and they are unwilling to leave..."
Chen Shaohong kept a straight face and said nothing, but Zhu Guangjun immediately shouted back, and the words were so loud that the surrounding soldiers could hear:
"No matter how long you live here, will you be able to outlive the ancestors of the Yin people? The Yin people asked you to drive them all out.
"Our Highness is being magnanimous in allowing you to leave on your own.
"The other side of the river is your territory, and there is a ready-made bridge on the river. You will be given three days to cross the river.
"The handover of Quebec City must be completed before August 15th of the Ming Dynasty.
"We are now starting to receive city agencies and military installations."
Jeffrey could only nod helplessly and agreed:
"Okay, I will definitely, no matter what method I use, I will let everyone leave as soon as possible..."
After the two parties met in this way, they took out documents to confirm each other's identities, and were ready to officially start the handover of the city.
During this process, some commotion broke out in the crowd not far away.
Zhu Guangjun looked up and saw a group of French people wearing Ming Dynasty costumes trying to break into a circle surrounded by Ming soldiers.
Of course the soldiers didn't let them in, so they held their rifles horizontally and blocked them away with all their strength, while shouting:
"Back off! Back off! Otherwise we're going to shoot!"
Zhu Guangjun thought about it for a moment, then called a few guards to go over with him and take a look.
When the French over there saw Zhu Guangrui coming, they immediately stopped struggling, and the soldiers also stopped blocking.
Before Zhu Guangjun could ask, one of them shouted loudly in very non-standard Daming dialect:
"General of the Ming Dynasty, we don't want to leave here, we want to continue living here."
Zhu Guangjun's tone was quite gentle, but in fact he said very coldly:
"I'm sorry, you are French citizens, so you are not under our control. We cannot force you to stay."
Someone from the opposite side immediately shouted:
"We are not French citizens and France will not give us citizenship rights!"
Zhu Guangjun continued to explain his refusal and said:
"Then you are also residents of the French colony. According to the peace treaty signed between Ming Dynasty and France, we have no right to decide your stay.
"Moreover, even if the French don't take you away and allow you to stay, you can only get the right of residence in the local vassal country."
The other side was quiet for a while, and then someone shouted loudly:
“The right of residence is fine too!”
“I am willing to stay if I have the right of residence!”
"The rights of residence in the Ming vassal state are also better than those in French colonies."
Zhu Guangjun still said the same thing:
"We need to abide by the peace treaty signed with France. You are still under the French colonial government."
The crowd on the opposite side began to beg again, and only the right of abode was willing to stay.
But Zhu Guangjun was completely unmoved.
Zhu Guangjun himself actually has no objection to retaining a group of Westerners as low-level workers. At least the Westerners are much more useful than black slaves.
But His Highness the Food King, who is in charge of these matters, is not interested in this.
On the other side, the governor Chen Shaohong and the commander of the West Factory Lu Liang also came over.
Chen Shaohong smiled dryly and said:
"Warlord, the details of our peace treaty with the French are not important at all.
"We want to leave a group of Westerners to work for us, and they don't dare to gossip at all.
"I remember that Xichang needs this kind of people. The image of us Ming people is too different from that of Xiyi, and we can't do many small jobs."
Chen Shaohong glanced at Lu Liang as he spoke. Lu Liang smiled and shook his head and said:
"Thank you Chen Zhenfu for your kindness, but they are not the people our West Factory needs most. We can easily find many such people.
"But if they have to do detailed work for the West Factory, then they are not qualified. Their temperament is too easy to spot."
Chen Shaohong suddenly became interested:
"Anyone who has such a heart for our Ming Dynasty is not qualified. So what kind of person does it take to catch your eyes in the West Factory?"
Lu Liang explained casually:
"First of all, you cannot be a 'Minghua element', it is best to be an ordinary person among the Western Barbarians.
“But they may be depressed and frustrated, and they may have suffered a lot in their society, so it’s best if they still have some ability.
"They are still thinking in the Western way, but they will work for our Ming Dynasty."
Chen Shaohong frowned and shook his head and said:
"Your work is too complicated. Even if there are such people, there is no way to simply screen them out."
Lu Liang smiled and said:
Chapter completed!