Chapter 117 The Invader

Nagasaki has gradually become the mark of Chinese people. Chinese businessmen set up the first tap water company in Nagasaki. Although the gas company under preparation was stranded due to the emergence of the Nanguo generator, the generators produced by Taihe Electric Company were in short supply. Therefore, several Chinese businessmen were interested in participating in the gas lamp project that was shelved.

The Nanjing-Shanghai-Nazaki-Edo passenger ship was opened, and the one that operated this route was Shengxing Shipping, which was jointly established by the British and Chinese. The passenger ship was originally once a week, but with more and more Chinese people heading to *** to hunt for gold, the flights have increased every three days.

It is simply the same as the Western countries. Real Chinese traders will hire merchant ships to go to the ***, while China ***, who take passenger ships to the *** are mostly adventurous rogues, dilapidated or small-capitalists, who dream of starting from scratch, and many people rely on the identity of Chinese to cheat and drink. Moreover, most of them are doing well. After all, many wealthy *** merchants who want to do business in Nagasaki must find some Chinese as their backers. On the one hand, they need Chinese to build bridges and trade with the southern countries; on the other hand, it is more convenient to deal with the Nagasaki Colonial Government. The officials of the Nagasaki Management Committee are usually more polite and cautious when facing the Chinese.

Although Nagasaki has undergone significant changes in just one year, even if the population is ignored, just in terms of region, its prosperity has exceeded Edo and its population has further surged. In just over half a year, the population has more than doubled. Now, the population has exceeded 100,000. This is also due to the fact that Nagasaki's management system is closer to modern times, with various tax revenues transparent and assets guaranteed. Compared with Edo's closure and xenophobia, even merchants in the United Kingdom, France, the Netherlands and other countries are more willing to invest, buy land, do trade, etc. in Nagasaki.

On the surface, Nagasaki is thriving, as if foreign investors are building cities for the top people. In fact, how is it so simple?

The gold of *** was experiencing wildly, and the shogunate and royal family also discovered this and had to start reducing the gold content in the coins. In China, with the large amount of gold outflow and the dumping of foreign industrial products (mainly Chinese products), the economy was on the verge of collapse, inflation, prices rose rapidly, and samurai with rice in their hands found that fewer and fewer things could be exchanged in the market. In the poor Northeast vassalms, the slogan of expelling the barbarians was becoming increasingly fierce.

After two days, Concubine Jin and her clan brother returned home on a Chinese merchant ship arranged by Ma Bowen.

That night, Ma Bowen came to pay homage to the Regent.

The Japanese-style courtyard covers a wide area, with gurgling water, weeping willows and pine trees in the courtyard, and there is also an ancient cherry blossom tree. Although the flowering season has passed before, the green shade is like a crown and the scenery is quite beautiful.

When Ma Bowen came, Ye Zhao was sitting in front of the quaint and quiet wooden house in the dormitory, enjoying the wonder of the bamboo tube dripping in the rockery pool in the courtyard.

The sliding door is open and you can see the exquisite wooden tables and handmade rush tatamis in the dormitory.

The courtyard is very deep, covering an area of ​​one mile and winding cobblestone roads. In Ye Zhao's opinion, it is similar to the mansions of the *** Yamaguchi Group and other gangsters who he saw in later films.

"My name Ma Bowen kowtows to the prince!" Ma Bowen knelt down on the cobbled road and kowtowed.

"Get up." Ye Zhao nodded slightly, picked up the teacup and savored the tea, and said, "Do you understand the regulations of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs? You can kowtow at any time, which is not like your style."

Kneeling on your knees is another shackle that imprisons your thoughts. The southern country has gradually abolished the bad habit of kneeling on civilian officials and military generals. In fact, according to the Qing Dynasty, there is not so much etiquette that requires kneeling on your knees. It is just that some officials like to feel arrogant, and some officials like to use kneeling on your knees to please your superiors, which has made the official-oriented official culture more and more intense.

The Southern Dynasties stipulated that in addition to formal places, officials at all levels are not allowed to kneel down and worship, but can be replaced by one knee. The royal etiquette is actually the target of the regent.

"Yes, yes, I forgot it for a moment." Ma Bowen answered respectfully. As for the "his behavior" mentioned by the Regent, he knew very well. Two years ago, he was almost dismissed because he refused to kneel down and bow to Yuan Jiasan. If it weren't for Li Xiaocun and Zou Kaizhibao, he would have been beaten to the end.

Ye Zhao put down the teacup and said, "I heard that the Northeast is in turmoil, do you have any countermeasures?"

Ma Bowen bowed and said, "My subordinates are preparing to negotiate with the Japanese Emperor and the shogunate, and use our southerners to enter the Japanese Central Committee as consultants to assist them in reforming the economy and stabilizing the situation."

Oh? Ye Zhao looked at him deeply. He was really a talent. Many officials in the South were gloating, but they didn't know that the turmoil was too much, but they actually did not benefit China.

"Okay, you can start doing it." Ye Zhao nodded.

Ma Bowen knew that the Regent praised the word "good" to represent, but his expression was calm on his face and he bowed and said, "Yes, my subordinates know!"

Ye Zhao said again: "I will go to Edo in five days." Indeed, there are many things to think about, and we must truly understand the current state of the *** people in order to prescribe the right medicine, soothe the emotions of most Japanese people, and disintegrate their ideological basis for the resistance armed forces, at least not make them grow stronger and stronger.

"Yes, my subordinates will write to Edo one day in advance."

Ye Zhao nodded and waved his hand.

Ma Bowen bowed, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Prince, my subordinates recommend a maid to serve the prince. There are no maids around him, and life is quite inconvenient. Besides, she is very knowledgeable about the language of our dynasty, so she can guide the prince to visit Nagasaki as a guide."

Ye Zhao was slightly stunned. Indeed, Concubine Jin pretended to be a maid, so she forgot about this. She didn't take care of her attentive maids. She was really unaccustomed to it and asked, "She understands my words?"

Ma Bowen said: "Yes, the person selected by the minister half a year ago has put a lot of effort into preparing for the prince's visit to the Japanese. I thought the prince could use it if he could use it, and if he didn't, he would spend some money to send her home. This person is very good. He is from a poor family and has been cultivated by geisha since he was a child. The owner of the Chuwu restaurant asked for 500 silver dollars. However, before he agreed with others, he was bought by the minister and asked someone to teach her the language of the Southern Dynasty. Now he has achieved some success. The minister has also investigated her family background. The poor people in the countryside have a very simple background and will never have any involvement with the rebels."

Ye Zhao frowned slightly: "Did you buy it for money?"

Ma Bowen hurriedly said: "It was actually the money spent by Boss Wu. He heard that he was looking for a maid for the prince and generously donating money."

Ye Zhao smiled bitterly in his heart, it was Wu Chongyao again.

Ma Bowen said again: "My servants have never met her. They are all the concubines of the ministers who look for maids. She said that this girl is smart and most of the princess liked her. This girl doesn't know the identity of the ministers, nor does she know the identity of the princess. She just thought that I bought her from a wealthy family."

From beginning to end, Ma Bowen did not hide anything at all. He started preparing more than half a year ago, and he had a good intention. And he could guess that the Regent would definitely come to visit him for a walk. How powerful is he?

Ma Bowen continued: "Her real name is Manako Watanabe, and her concubine changed her name to Aizuki Iori, which is the name that the prince likes."

Ye Zhao didn't remember what occasion he said, maybe he was chatting with people at a dance party? It's not surprising that his words and deeds were the targets of how many people grind him.

"Just send it here, you are considerate." Ye Zhao looked at him deeply. He could be neither humble nor arrogant in front of him. Although he was suspected of flattery, he was quite fond of favor. He was a powerful character and had a bright future.

"Yes!" Ma Bowen bowed and said goodbye.

"Ningbao" is a daily newspaper. Although there is a delay in the ***, it is delivered by passenger ships. You can buy three copies every three days. Ye Zhao sat cross-legged on the tatami and looked through the "Ningbao" and heard the sound of clogs sounding on the cobblestone road outside the house, gently, like hitting the music.

Then the "cracking" sound of the wooden floor along the door was the sound of Japanese cloth socks rubbing against the tatami, and the sound of women's unique elegant lady walking posture.

"Sir, can I come in?" The crisp and delicate voice seemed to be melted, with a little exotic taste, which was very pleasant.

Ye Zhao nodded, then the door was pulled open, and the beauty poured in like a tide, and the oil lamp was dim. At that moment, Ye Zhao actually felt a sense of stunning.

The bright pink and white kimono embellished with red flowers, and its gorgeous glamor makes her look slender and slim and quiet. The belts that look like a small backpack are made of bright red, and the bright red wide brocade belts tied with her soft waist. The sexyness in dignity is said to be more than 300 brocade belt knots. Her waist is surrounded by Chinese craftsmen, which are beautiful and beautiful.

Snow-white cloth socks, called foot bags, are said to be passed down from China, also known as "Girl Socks". Because the local climate is wet and rainy, the southerners wear wooden clogs more often. Girl socks are specially used to match socks with herringbone clogs. The so-called "the feet on the clogs are like frost, without crow head socks" talk about the style of Yue women.

She lowered her head slightly, her beautiful bun was as beautiful as a flower, with colorful hair tied, and her snow-white neck looked even more attractive.

"Your name is Weiyue Yiori?" Ye Zhao asked.

"Yes, sir." She replied softly.

Ye Zhao pointed to the opposite of the wooden table and continued to read the newspaper himself.

Weiyue Yiori knelt down and Ye Zhao glanced out of the corner of her eyes, with pink face and black eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, bright and dazzling. In addition, her extremely ladylike temperament, she was a very outstanding woman.

After a while, she suddenly stood up lightly, took a slim little step, and walked out.

Ye Zhao was shocked and could actually act on his own? But it was also fresh. Compared with the maid of the royal family who kowtowed and asked for instructions, it exuded a sense of fairy-like aura.

After a while, the answer was revealed, but she came back with a plate of purple clay tea set, knelt down opposite the table, quietly brushing the tea powder and making tea.

"Sir, will I disturb you?" Aiyue Yiori asked in a low voice.

Ye Zhao waved his hand. There was a living person in the room, but it was actually much more comfortable. What he was not afraid of was being disturbed. Think about it, even if the birds sing cicadas, it seemed that they were gradually disappearing beside him. Except for Rong'er and Matchmaker, few people dared to talk to him on their own initiative, let alone the little maid like a robot in the mansion.

Weiyue Yiori gently delivered the teacup to Ye Zhao, but stopped talking. She just watched Ye Zhao sip her cup of tea and silently pour it for him.

Then, he watched Ye Zhao quietly flipping through the newspaper, occasionally picking up small scissors and cutting off the burnt wick of the oil lamp.

A faint fragrance spreads indoors.

"Do you think Nagasaki has become better or worse?" Ye Zhao suddenly asked with his head raised.

Ye Zhao spoke too fast, obviously Aiyue Yiori didn't understand it very well, and said, "Sir, what did you say?"

Ye Zhao laughed silently, thinking about asking her about this, she took out her pocket watch and looked at it, and said, "It's too late, go to bed, I'll ask someone to arrange a place for you." This time I knew, and I said it slowly, almost word by word.

Weiyue Yiori said: "Sir, I know where the quilt is. I will help you lay the quilt first."

Ye Zhao nodded and went to take a shower. He opened the east door to the bathroom. He took a hot shower and changed into a silky nightgown. When he came out, he saw that the beautiful kimono had already carried the bedding out of the closet and spread it on the tatami.

After laying the bedding, the beauty stood up lightly and said, "Sir, I'll take a shower."

Ye Zhao nodded.

Then, she began to untie the gorgeous flower buckle on her back, and her posture was extremely elegant. The wide brocade buckle that had been wrapped several times and released it in circles. Ye Zhao quickly turned around, sat cross-legged, and flipped through the newspaper.

There was a rustling sound, footsteps, and the door gently pulled up, and the sound of water.

Ye Zhao turned around and saw that the extremely gorgeous kimono and various ornaments and pendants that could not be named were neatly placed in the corner of the house, with a stronger fragrance.

Ye Zhao was a little distracted when he flipped through the newspaper. The gentle and elegant kimono beauty in a foreign country was a fatal temptation. He shook his head and said that he was really going to become a shameless and shameless king.

When the beauty came out of the bathroom, she only wore a long snow-white jacket, which was a long gown similar to a simple kimono. The snow-white belt was tied around her waist, which was less beautiful and more beautiful and more beautiful. The snow-legged socks were gone, and the frost was as good as snow. The toenails were lit with a faint pink rose oil, which was indescribable.

Weiyue Yiori walked over lightly, sat gentlely behind Ye Zhao, stretched out his hands to Ye Zhao's chest, and helped Ye Zhao untied his nightgown. Suddenly, he saw the snow-white little hands on his chest, and the faint fragrance behind him. Ye Zhao felt a sudden sudden heart, waved his hand, and said, "No need to serve you, I think about it, where are you living."

After hearing Ye Zhao's words, Wei Yue Yiori got up, went to the closet to carry out a thin velvet quilt and a soft pillow, spread the thin blanket behind Ye Zhao, lay on his side, and covered it with a thin blanket.

Ye Zhao rubbed his nose and thought about it. The big man living in the yard really had no good place to arrange her, so he didn't speak and lay down.

Aizuki Iori sat up and asked, "Sir, do you like to sleep on the lights or turn off the lights?"

Ye Zhao said: "It's extinguished."

Aizuki Iori then got up, took the oil lamp and went to the outer room. He listened to the sound and turned off the oil lamp with a copper cap. She went to wash her hands again, and then came back and lay down again.

The two of them had only one position in the quilt, which was the space where Ye Zhao had just sat. The moonlight shot through the white paper window and paper door. After quickly adapting to the light, the room was full of slight appearance.

Ye Zhao turned his head and saw the beauty looking at him quietly, her black lacquer-like eyes were bright and energetic.

Ye Zhao couldn't help feeling embarrassed. He said that the maids had slept in his room, but first of all, they were not so close; secondly, the maids seemed to be robots without thoughts, but their feelings today were completely different. Wei Yue Yiori knew that he was a very intelligent woman, even more sexy and beautiful, sleeping with her. Listening to her slight breathing, the fragrance of her body was surrounded by her nose, and the indescribable beauty was also overflowing in her heart.

With a dry cough, Ye Zhao asked, "How old are you?"

"Seventeen." The orchid breath that the beauty gently exhaled seemed to spray on Ye Zhao's face, and Ye Zhao felt a sway in her heart.

Seventeen? That's sixteen.

Ye Zhao asked again: "Do you have no sweetheart?"

Liren's face turned dark, and her reaction was beyond Ye Zhao's expectations. She thought she had definitely not. Didn't she enter the geisha house since she was a child?

"Do you have a lover?" Ye Zhao looked at her strangely.

"Don't worry, sir, my hand has never been touched by a man." The beauty said softly.

Ye Zhao said: "What is he doing?"

"Xiao Liben from the kitchen of Chune Pavilion will sometimes help us dancers to deliver tea." The beauty looked a little sad. Chune Pavilion is the best geisha court in Nagasaki and her origin.

Ye Zhao didn't want Xiao Liben to say slang words, so she smiled and said, "Okay, we'll go to Chunjiang Pavilion tomorrow."

The beauty was stunned and said, "Sir, I really didn't lie. My fingertips have never been touched by men. You, don't let him do it?" The extremely elegant woman said a little anxious for the first time.

Ye Zhao smiled: "How come you become your sweetheart? Ah, I understand, it's just eye contact. You know he likes you, and he also knows you like him."

The beauty nodded quickly and said, "Yes, that's it."

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Then I need to go and have a look. Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything for him. When I come to ***, I have to go and see this art gallery."

The beauty went silent and nodded slightly.

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Shan, I said I didn’t have to spend money to buy tickets, and I was crazy about fh, Xiao, Daxue, Ye Huang, you guys fainted, but thank you, and thank you all the brothers who have all the way. It seems that I have obtained the popular ring, so I will take a picture to memorize.

A friend in the book review area said Miao Dao, Shan, I was really wrong. I thought Miao Dao was a knife used by the Miao people. Now I know it is a proper noun. However, in our book, everyone understands it as a knife used by the Miao people.

Another thing is that it is quite miserable to get recommendation votes. Brothers, I urgently need daily recommendation votes.
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