Chapter 65: China's Promised Land
Not only does it not cost much, but it can also get things done?
Is there such a good thing in the world?
Zhu Xianhai smiled in confusion.
"Oh? There is such a good thing? Shuda, tell me about it."
"Actually, this method is simple. How did we get here in the first place?"
Qian Deshan looked at Fang Zhanbo and the others and asked.
"It's just the Qing soldiers who are holding us and the foreigners..."
Fang Zhanbo said before he finished speaking.
"Brother Shuda, what you mean is that we should also use foreign guns to exchange people? From the government troops?"
Replace people with guns!
"Not only can we exchange it from the government troops, we can also exchange it from the Taiping Army."
Chandshan looked at them and said.
"The host has never experienced war , so I'm afraid you don't know that when the army marches and fights in the country, no matter whether it's the officials or the bandits, the people are just victims who can be killed and taken at will. The so-called officials and soldiers are actually robbers, and are even worse than the bandits. At the beginning, after we were forced into the camp by the Taiping Army, we plundered the towns and cities along the way during the march... The people let their hair grow to save their lives, but when the Qing army came, if the people did not shave their heads, they were suspected of "collaborating with the bandits" and killed! The Taiping Army fought back, and the people were killed for shaving their heads. As the saying goes, "Where the bandits go, all the people with shaved heads are killed," and "Where the officials go, all the people who let their hair grow"
These few simple sentences made Zhu Xianhai feel a little bit unbelievable.
In times of war and chaos, the common people are at the mercy of others.
It's just fish.
How much did the population decrease as a result of the vigorous Taiping Rebellion?
The numbers range from tens of millions to 200 million, but one thing is certain: both the Taiping Army and the Qing Army had too much blood of civilians on their hands.
They both sang in their own house, and my family took the stage. Some of them rose to prominence and became famous, while others transformed themselves and enjoyed wealth and splendor. It was only the common people who suffered countless disasters.
Qian Deshan's words also evoked painful memories for others. They did not join the army willingly, and deep in their hearts they all had some painful memories that they did not want to touch.
" Whether they are officials or thieves, the people are nothing but prey. They can be killed and taken. If that is the case, why don't we use foreign guns to exchange for the worthless prey in their eyes?"
When he said this, the seemingly calm Qian Deshan's eyes flashed .
"When they kill people, their blades are always broken, but what if those people are useful? For example, ten people for one foreign gun?"
Turning his gaze to Zhu Xianhai, he continued.
"In this way, the owner of the house gets people, and the government troops and the Taiping Army also get foreign guns. The common people... at least, can survive more, and fewer people suffer. It can be considered a good thing!"
When he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room became a little depressing. Even though Zhu Xianhai had not experienced the horrific things they had experienced, he could still feel the pain of being separated from his wife and children from their words.
"I'd rather be a dog in peace than a man in chaos..."
With a long sigh, Zhu Xianhai said.
"Just as you said..."
After thinking about it, Zhu Xianhai added.
"Well, although I don't know much about the situation in China, I guess they should have already reached Zhejiang. So, you can bring more guns, gunpowder, bullets and so on. It doesn't matter if you can't transport people all at once. When you get there, you can hire another boat. If there are not enough boats, you can also send people to the islands outside Hangzhou Bay and settle them there temporarily. In short, try to get as many people as possible."
Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. If he could use a gun to exchange for someone, Zhu Xianhai would certainly be willing to do so.
After all, we do need population here!
This is truly a fertile land with few people and a lot of land!
Since they think that the people are nothing but prey and they don’t want them, I want them!
If we could immigrate millions of people here like the Europeans did, it would not just be immigration, it could even be like the name of this city.
Nanhua!
China in the South!
No, it’s China in South America!
Suddenly, Zhu Xianhai felt that making big money, living in a big mansion and hugging young models didn't seem so attractive anymore.
…
A few days later, looking at the "Anlis" going away, Zhu Xianhai's expression looked a little serious.
How can he not be serious? For others, it was the ship that left, but for him, the ship carried hope. He left here with hope, and in a few months he would return here full of hope.
By that time, this place will become a new land of hope! A new promised land for the Chinese nation!
"You often say that good people are rewarded. Is it because you always think about saving people, so you always get unexpected rewards?"
Elizabeth, with a smile on her face, looked at the man beside her. This man always brought too many surprises to people, time and time again.
Zhu Xianhai felt at ease with Elizabeth's good guy card.
We are indeed doing good things all the time!
Saving others and saving yourself is definitely the four good youths cultivated in the new century!
Zhu Xianhai said with pride.
"Actually, I'm thinking about a philosophical question."
"Oh? What's the problem?"
Elizabeth asked curiously.
"Which is more important, power or money?"
Faced with such philosophical questions, Elizabeth said.
"When power is still there, it is definitely more attractive than money, but power will always slip out of your hands."
She answered almost without thinking, because she once had power, or rather, her husband once had power, and eventually he also lost power.
“But money is forever.”
Zhu Xianhai just nodded slightly to this answer. He knew that this was the answer Elizabeth got based on her own experience, but it was clearly told to him in the many lives he had experienced.
Helplessness in the face of power.
In the face of power, he is nothing more than fat meat that can be taken by anyone!
Just like that Minister of War!
The future president of Argentina.
Zhu Xianhai smiled and looked into the distance. He knew very well what was more important. Money was just a mansion in his life, which could be burned down by soldiers or destroyed by cannons, but some things were like the temple of Zeus, which could stand for hundreds of years!
Elizabeth, who had noticed something, did not ask for his answer, but just smiled.
"Everyone has their own answer. In fact, whether it is money or power, it is not important. What is important is to take every step carefully. Dear, people will always make mistakes. The biggest difference between successful people and unsuccessful people is that successful people make fewer mistakes!"
Zhu Xianhai suddenly burst into laughter at Elizabeth's words.
Because she wasn't talking about us!
We can simulate continuously!
So what if it’s upgraded to the “pay-to-win” version?
To make a mistake… that was impossible.
