Chapter 29

Master, don't you always advocate keeping a low profile, and not actively confronting the British in order to avoid the other side pointing the finger at us?"

  Fan Asheng was worried about everything that happened, and found Liu Fushou in private, hoping to persuade him to take his life back.

  No matter from which angle you look at it, it's not wise to tear your face apart with the British now.

   "Asheng, Edward's move is a wise strategy, constantly compressing our existence and making room for movement, and behind it is the cliff of great heights, alas... there is no way to retreat!"

Li Fushou sighed for a long time, looked at the distant sky, and said, "In this wild Australian continent, we are surrounded by white greed and hostility. If we want to struggle to find a way out, we must make up our minds and make blood and sacrifices. It is unavoidable."

  "Master, we can shrink our core staff back, so that we can also buy some time."

"It's useless. The Hongheshan brand has just been established. It is completely supported by confidence. It is a weapon for us to gather among the Australian Chinese. If we just let the white people ride on our necks to bully and humiliate, we will still be a tortoise. Once the word of mouth collapses, it can no longer be established. The Chinese have been a mess from then on, and they can only allow the bullying by the whites of Tu and Australia."

   "But... the price is too high." Fan Asheng's face was very ugly.

   "Ha ha ha... This is not necessarily true." Li Fushou smiled. He has received feedback from Governor Frank's position and confirmed his conjecture.

  "Do you mean..." Fan Asheng didn't understand.

  The Chinese in this era have a natural fear of ghosts, especially the British who have always been domineering.

  The Opium War launched by the Allied Forces of Britain and France completely smashed the dream of going to the kingdom of Heaven in the Eastern China. The pain that deepened into the bone marrow was not far away, and it was engraved in the memory of the Chinese.

"Asheng, if you want to follow in my footsteps and go further and take on more important functions in the future, you must have an open world mind. You must first learn English to be able to communicate with ghosts and understand them more deeply. …"

  Li Fushou said something inexplicable, exhaled the frustration in his heart for a long time, and explained with a wry smile;

  "Before this, my thinking had also reached a dead end. I only saw the power of the British Empire's maritime hegemony, and Britain's world-leading civilization and industrial technology, but the hearts of the people.

  Whites do not simply despise blacks, but also despise Chinese, but also despise poor whites.

  European nobles despise common people, and common people despise country folks.

  France despised Central and Eastern Europeans, including Germany, Germany despised Austria-Hungary, Austria-Hungary despised Russia, Russians despised the Ottoman Empire, and the British despised all continental European countries, including their own people.

  Europe has never been a whole, but a fragmented continent. It is very fragmented from culture, language and customs. It has both exchanged and alienated each other. For hundreds of years, it has been entangled with each other, love and kill each other, that is, partnering to rob the world and guard against each other.

  The same is true within the British. The British guard against the British. This is the opportunity we can take advantage of. "

  The same explanation as a tongue twister made Fan Asheng confused. He looked at Li Fushou with a puzzled expression and said; "The subordinate is dull, please let the young master express it."

  Fan Asheng is Li Fushou's absolute confidant and the first old man to follow him. He has always been diligent and loyal in doing things. Li Fushou's rare patience explained that he hoped that after experiencing these, he can quickly grow up to bear the burden.

  "Although they are all British, London and Canberra are not of the same mind. Canberra does not want London to reach out to Australia, which will inevitably erode its own interests.

  The dog who is the owner, how can he close the door and be the king of the mountain comfortably.

  Similarly, the dominions also have restraints on Canberra, and they don't want his hands to reach their plates.

  We are all self-made collars on an equal footing. They belong to Her Majesty Queen Victoria of the British Empire. Why should I listen to you?

  In Queensland, Frank and Edward have different attitudes towards Chinese forces, including Hongmen, because they are in opposing camps.

  So, this is what I mean by the British guarding against the British. Frank, the old fox, hopes to see Edward is unlucky. It would be better if he died.

  For us;

  Keeping Edward involved in Frank's power to prevent him from being dead is more beneficial to us, so we can only give a serious warning instead of hurting his life. "

   After such a thorough and simple explanation, Fan Asheng finally realized it, shaking his head and sighing;

  Too many bends, this kind of brain-wrenching work is really not suitable for me.

  In the future, I will still follow the young master's instructions at ease, and let me do whatever I want. By the way, I must learn English as soon as possible. This matter can't be delayed.

  Two days later, at 4 o'clock in the afternoon

  Dennis Gold Mine

  This is the largest gold mine in the entire Palmer Basin. It occupies more than 20 kilometers of river channels. It produces the largest amount of gold sand and has the most gold prospectors in the mine.

There are more than 2,300 Chinese gold prospectors and more than a thousand white gold prospectors in the entire mine. Standing from a high place, people are densely packed with human heads, standing in the water, bending over and lowering their heads to sift the gold sand with a dustpan. .

  Carefully distinguish

  White gold prospectors are usually close to the shore or on the shallows, and the water depth is no more than the thighs, so it is easier to work.

  Chinese gold diggers gather more in deep water. The furthest river water even reaches the neck. It takes a formidable man to shovel the sand in the river, and then raise the hand to slowly screen, which requires several times the physical strength.

  This money is not easy to make. Not only do you have to endure the insults of white thugs, beware of being targeted by malicious white gold diggers, but also soak in cold water every day, and your body is devastated.

  Young people fell ill after working for a few years. Whenever the rainy weather came, the joint pain was unbearable, and they could only endure silently by gritting their teeth.

  This is the end of work

  The laborer in the river dragged his tired body ashore. Someone took out a hip flask and poured a big mouthful into his mouth. The spicy wine was swallowed into his abdomen, and the chill suddenly faded from his body.

  As the saying goes, spring is cold.

  Don't look at the bright spring in the sun and the warmth on the body, but the river is still cold. After a while, you will get warmth by activities on the shore, otherwise the bones are really overwhelming.

   Nearing the end of work, it is the most chaotic time of the day in the gold mine.

  The malicious white gold digger is like a vulture in the African grasslands. He has long been staring at the every move of the Chinese laborers.

  The vigilant hedgehogs of the Chinese workers shrunk into groups, and a large group gathered together. White gold prospectors waved their weapons and dragged Chinese people out and searched one after another. Those who dared to resist immediately fisted and beaten.

  There is a hustle and bustle everywhere along the river basin, with screams, screams, and curses endlessly, a picture near the end of the day.

  The bullied Chinese workers were struggling helplessly, and the brutal white men shot down with swords and guns, and the red blood soon stained the clear water of the Palmer River.

  The white man who grabbed the golden sand ignored the victim's pain and lost his voice, laughing wildly and turning to the next one...

  The perpetrators here are English, Irish, Italian, French, German, Dutch, and native Australians. The only thing in common is that they have white skin and are unscrupulous perpetrators.

  Violence spreads like a plague. White people get shiny sands and unparalleled excitement in the brutality. They feel that the Macedonian is possessed by the Great Macedon at this moment, standing on the pinnacle of the world.

  The armed guards of the gold mine with long guns stood in groups not far away and pointed, with excited expressions in their eyes.

  They didn't mean to intervene at all. Instead, they kicked the Chinese workers who had escaped to the ground from time to time, and laughed wildly...

  Dennis mine has evolved into a **** mine at this moment, bullying and humiliation are everywhere, and robbery has become more and more tyrannical if no one can stop it.

  On the hillside not far from the river, there is a row of wooden houses.

  A young man in a silk shirt with a beautiful woman with disheveled clothes in his arms walked out of the room, his eyes squinted to avoid the strong sunlight in the afternoon, and he looked around the chaotic river beach with a grin;

   "Look at... Alita, what a wonderful symphony, here you can see the intertwining of wealth and power, does it make you excited again?"

   "I... Master John Dennis, I am a little scared."

   "Afraid... how come?"

"This is terrible. It reminds me of the English master leading his thugs into the Irish village. They frantically lashed anyone they saw, even the shepherd dog. The village was full of people lying down and howling. The home is burning, and the mother is crying...".

  Speaking of which

  Alita's weak body couldn't help trembling, big drops of tears fell from her beautiful cheeks, one hand tried to cover her chest, and there was a large expanse of thrilling and slippery white.

  The famous British "enclosure movement" began in the 16th and 7th centuries. After the beginning of the steam industrial revolution in the 19th century, it evolved into a larger and more frenzied violent movement.

  In the 19th century, Britain passed the "Public Land Enclosure Act."

  Landlords and emerging capitalists use violence on a large scale to drive farmers away from the land, kill livestock and poultry, burn down villages, and then make them private.

  Only between 1801 and 1831, farmers were taken away from more than 3.5 million acres of public land, ranging from Manchester to Ireland, from Liverpool to Scotland, and farmers did not receive a penny compensation.

Hearing Alida's trembling words, John Dennis turned his head, with a fierce look on his handsome face, and gritted his teeth through Alita's golden hair and said; "You humble Irish woman is really disgusting, take a shower. Hundreds of years under the brilliance of the British Empire, I still don't know how to be grateful. The devil has taken over your soul. It really makes me sick."

  He brutally pushed Alita to the grass, and then stepped heavily on one foot. The spurs on the heel of the pointed cowboy boots cut through the tender skin of the woman, and scarlet blood poured out instantly.

  Beautiful Irish girls, John Dennis doesn't care a bit.

  His brutal behavior is very in line with the appetite of the armed guards of the gold mine. There were strange screams and boos all around him, and his eyes were full of naked aggression, brutality and desire.

  Alita trembled with fear, her hands tried her best to cover the white skin exposed on her body, but they had no effect at all, but attracted more greedy eyes.

   seemed to tear her to pieces, and then swallow her belly bit by bit.

   "Oh oh...Master John Dennis, you are Queensland's most powerful and wealthy aristocratic master. You should be with those elegant aristocratic women. Why don't you reward us this lowly Irish woman?"

   "Hahaha... Good idea, I can not pay for this year."

   "Go to **** Bill, it's not your turn."

   "What? You **** Italian dare to steal a woman from me, I will poke a hot barrel into your chrysanthemum, let you enjoy the baptism of hot bullets, get me away... idiot!"

  John Dennis hasn't said anything yet, his men have already grabbed a bunch of them and cursed each other.

   "Papa..."

   At this time, a few clear gunshots broke the hustle and bustle, echoing in the valley for a long time, and fell silent as if a rest was pressed. Everyone looked at the place where the gunshot happened.

"Damn bastard...who is shooting?" John Dennis got furious after experiencing the initial shock, waving his hands to the sky and exclaimed; "Captain Steve McQueen, do something quickly? Don't be like a man. Stand here like an idiot, take your hand down and take a look. I don't want this place to become a slaughterhouse, so that those lowly robbers will give me a sense of clarity. Here I must obey the rules of the Dennis Mine, and no shooting is allowed. ."

   "Okay Master, I will go now."

"Throw those crazy guys into the Palmer River, make them sober and awake... This is my territory, I don't want to see even a drop of blood appear, let them kneel and lick me clean. "

   "Hey...you will be satisfied, I promise."

  Captain Steve McQueen looked like a wild, hairy giant bear, his light gray eyes flashed with excitement, and he led a dozen armed guards toward the gunshot.