"His Royal Highness, the dispute between your country and the Netherlands will seriously affect the trade security in the Far East. I sincerely hope that your country and the Netherlands will stop hostilities. My government is willing to mediate from it and eliminate the misunderstanding between your country and the Kingdom of the Netherlands."

Hilton looked at Ye Zhao very seriously and seriously. In fact, he also hoped to understand the true intentions of the Chinese. Dutch minister Schneider had filed a solemn protest to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of South Korea, but failed to see the Regent. Hilton hoped to get clear information from Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao sipped the coffee and sighed: "Mac, say it openly, in the words of us Chinese, the conflict between our country and the Netherlands is a cold of three feet in a day. Our merchants have been trading in Southeast Asia for a long time, but the Dutch want to expel us from this sea area. I regret it and will never tolerate this. Therefore, even if there is no Dutch Navy provoking the first, this conflict will inevitably be avoided."

Hilton nodded in approval and said, "Thank you for your honesty." Like all Western diplomats, Hilton was not adapted to the implicitness in Eastern culture, and was even more worried that he could not understand the profound meanings contained in the vague words of the Chinese. If the Chinese were misunderstood, it would be a test for the British Empire's position in the Far East. However, this kind of worry was obviously unnecessary in front of the Chinese Regent. He always knew when to be frank and open-minded.

Hilton also said: "I hope to be a mediator to mediate the dispute between your country and the Dutch, and to be open to your country's efforts to enter the East Indies. We believe that entering the East Indies is beneficial to the Far East trade, but I also hope that your country will not make too rush and become a destructive force. It will be a huge disaster for your country, the East Indies and our country."

The word Hilton is carefully written, and on the one hand, it comforts the Chinese with an open mind, but on the other hand, it has a faint warning, so as not to think that the Chinese have received the acquiesce of the British Empire and make a fuss in the East Indies.

Ye Zhao nodded: "Mike, thank you for your kindness. But ten minutes ago, I just approved the request of the Military Command to declare war on the Netherlands, and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of my country should have officially declared war on the Netherlands on behalf of our government."

"What?" Hilton opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Ye Zhao made a gesture, and a clerk immediately brought a yellow document from the desk and presented it to Hilton.

Ye Zhao said: "This is a copy of the letter of declaration of war against the Netherlands by our government. There are English and Latin translations on the side. Please read them."

Hilton took it, looked at it, unable to speak for a long time.

"For many years, the Dutch have killed our Chinese compatriots in Southeast Asia and harmed our brothers and sisters. Our government has repeatedly protested, but the barbaric Dutch have ignored it. However, our country has been enduring it again and again with peace plans. However, the Dutch have become more and more forced. The army has killed our compatriots first, and the navy has sneaked into the navy behind. It is unbearable. The evil Dutch have become a thief in the South China Sea and the public enemy of human civilization. It is officially announced that from midnight on July 1, the third year of Tongzhi, China has established a war position against the Netherlands. All treaties, agreements, contracts, and those involving China and the Netherlands will be abolished. We hereby announce it."

The Qing Dynasty declared war on the Netherlands, and announced the world in many newspapers such as China Times, Guangdong Daily, and Ningbao on July 1. Without exception, these newspapers also published photos of the Dutch killing Chinese with the declaration of war.

A stone caused a thousand waves, and the entire southern country and even China were in full bloom. On the streets of Guangzhou, the first parade, the "Mark of Staff of Thirty-Six Trading Firms", an event that was pioneering in Chinese history, was exaggerated by later generations, which was a landmark event in which Chinese civilization began to enter the Eastern society. In fact, in today's view, it was just a very cooperative behavior of the Regent's instructor.

The teams participating in the parade were not just thirty-six businesses. There were about 40 companies participating in the parade, and there were thousands of people, holding signs and shouting slogans, shouting, "Down with the Dutch devils!" "Driving the Dutch devils out of Nanyang!"

It is undeniable that no matter what the laws and ideological guidance of the Southern Kingdom are, the Chinese people are still alive in Ye Zhao's eyes. However, this parade suddenly made the stagnant people feel as if they were stabbed by needles. It seems that there is inexplicably more color in their lives.

Shanghai and Tianjin newsprints reproduced the letter of war on the Netherlands. The northern country was immediately shocked. Although the powerful people in Beijing tried every means to conceal the news, it spread like wildfire, especially in the Tianjin Concession, where many businesses voluntarily raised funds for the southern country to go to the national crisis. The distance is so close to the capital, the reaction of the powerful people in Beijing can be imagined.

Yes, the Qing Dynasty declared war on the Red-haired Japanese, which made the Chinese people who felt depressed since the Sino-British War suddenly found an vent of emotion. Even the Eight Banners children who knew the news in the capital were also talking about the war happily, and their faces were shining, as if the war had put gold on their faces. Even if they thought the South was ruthless and thought Ye Zhao was a traitor, at this time, they often had to give a thumbs up and praise "Old Prince Zheng, man!" Those who were brave would say directly, what about Prince Qian, what about the children of the Blue Banner, and even secretly touched our master and our master, and suddenly they all stood up.

In the courtyard of No. 35 Lantern Lane Lane Lane, the excitement seemed to be contagious, and the people around Ye Zhao were also affected.

Zhu Sisi had just returned to Nanjing. Just when Ye Zhao was still having a headache about where she should live, Zhu Sisi was excited to ask questions, and stayed that night, as if she didn't mind the existence of Sharapova and Hua Ji.

You know, although there are wooden doors between the two bedrooms, the distance is so close, especially it is obvious that Sharapova and Hua Ji both lived in the inner bedroom and were sleeping with Ye Zhaoda. Such an absurd scene was also ignored by Zhu Sisi. Ye Zhao could only smile bitterly. For the first time, it was discovered that Zhu Sisi was still a little angry young man.

The four of them had dinner and played cards on the big bed in the outer bedroom. However, the four of them played three to one.

Ye Zhao, who was nervously paying attention to the dynamics of all parties, rarely really relaxed and started talking to three beauties of all sizes.

Red silk has a slightly curly long hair, a light green uniform, with an excellent temperament and beautiful appearance; Sharaba has a blond hair and blue eyes, a sexy white gauze skirt, and is full of an angel face and a devilish figure, which makes people drool; Hua Ji's yellow skirt and lace white socks, which is delicate and timid, and I feel pity for her, as if she is waiting for Ye Zhao, the big bad wolf, to be favored by her little white rabbit. Only Ye Zhao knows the wonderful taste.

Sitting at the card table, Ye Zhao couldn't help but feel comfortable and even made tricks when playing cards.

"Have several Dutch ships been sunk?" Zhu Sisi asked with concern.

Ye Zhao nodded.

Zhu Sisi said again: "Is it true that you can definitely beat the Dutch?"

Although the battlefield is unpredictable, especially when fighting with such an old European country, how can you say you will win? But my family doesn’t have to tell you all the big truths. Ye Zhao smiled and said, “You’re 90% sure.”

Zhu Sisi took a reassurance. At this time, the pervert was naturally a matter of words. This man, as the regent, never disappointed her.

What's wrong with the Dutch devils? Didn't you just fight? It seems that the Regent has never been afraid of anyone. His Iron Blooded Army won every battle and was fearless. He is really a hero admired by thousands of people.

But just, why is it so lustful?

Thinking of this, Zhu Sisi couldn't help but think of the yellow satin embroidered soft pillows in the inner bedroom side by side, three of them, big and small, but it was really ridiculous.

After looking at Sharaba and then at Dazzling Ji, the absurd scene couldn't help but appear in his mind, and Zhu Sisi's face suddenly turned red.

At this time, Ye Zhao said to Hua Ji with loving affection: "Are you afraid of fighting with the Red-haired Devils?"

Hua Ji shook her head, and her delicate and tender voice was very quiet: "Not afraid." Yes, beside Brother Ye, she was not afraid of anything.

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Brother Ye really wants to care for you."

Hua Ji's little face turned red and she didn't dare to look at Ye Zhao. She knew what Brother Ye meant by pain. She was extremely shy and drooped her little head, but she was very obedient and nodded.

Ye Zhao was even more happy. Then he saw Zhu Sisi rolling her eyes and coughed dryly. He was used to walking with Hua Ji Shawa during this period. He was used to it. He said all kinds of explicit jokes, but he had become accustomed to Zhu Sisi's presence.

Zhu Sisi could naturally understand Ye Zhao's words, and her face turned red. She glared at Ye Zhao and said, "I just knew to bully Hua Ji Xiao."

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Hua Ji likes to be bullied by me, but she doesn't care about you."

Zhu Sisi was a little dissatisfied when she remembered this. Looking at Hua Ji who lowered her head and didn't say anything, her maternal love aroused. She reached out and hugged Hua Ji to her lap and said, "Hua Ji, is sister okay?"

Ye Zhao was speechless for a moment, but there was no way. When he returned to Guangzhou, he found that Rong'er was taller than Hua Ji. Hua Ji developed early, and her small body was really wonderful. Even if she was tall, she probably wouldn't grow much. No wonder, these days, she is generally low in height, especially for girls, who are only about 1.4 meters tall. As for Zhu Sisi, she is taller among later girls. She is very relaxed when she picks up Hua Ji.

Hua Ji didn't dare to say anything and nodded.

Zhu Sisi became happy and kissed Hua Ji on the face.

Ye Zhao's eyes couldn't help but straighten his eyes, and rubbed his nose and said, "Let's sleep. All of us are sleeping in the outer room? The bed is big and we can sleep. Today we only chat."

"Talk about your head!" Zhu Sisi's face was red, and she hugged Hua Ji and got out of bed, saying, "I will go to sleep inside, so I won't let you bully Hua Ji. Shawa, come too, and ask him to sleep by himself."

Looking at them, Ye Zhao laughed, feeling that he had all his worries. Then, he slowly looked at the south, and the southern sky outside the window was dotted with stars.

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Chapter completed!