Chapter 730?Hong Renyi: The commander, this is the "Celestial Dynasty Land Acre System"

In the conference hall of the Federal Building in New York, twelve gas chandeliers illuminated the long oak table pale. Stanton threw the casualty report on the table. The crisp sound of paper shocked the Secretary of Navy Wells's hand trembled, and the cigar ash fell on the gilded tablecloth, burning a few charred spots on the spot.

"The Potomac Legion lost more than 12,000 yuan, and the Pennsylvania Legion attacked Baltimore for 4,000 yuan..:

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Minister of War Steiner pointed to the Virginia map spread on the conference table and said in a tone of death: "McDowell said in the report...:::. The reason why he was defeated so badly this time was mainly because the black brigade of South Carolina showed extremely strong combat power on the battlefield of Manassas, with the strength of a brigade, resisted the attack of the entire Potomac Legion. Finally, General Lee led the reinforcements of the Southern Heroes...\n."

Governor Morgan pulled open his silk bow tie and sang a New York-like English trembling voice: "This, this,

This...it's ridiculous! The black slaves and the slave owner's army fought side by side to fight us abolitionists together.::::.Why are we fighting?"

California Senator O'Connor looked indignant: "Of course we are fighting for the white supremacy of America!

Now, American white supremacy is at its most dangerous moment! The southern niggers can become white people by killing a few northern troops. In less than three years, the banks of the Mississippi River will be full of fake white people!”

When he said this, he seemed to have forgotten that he had three Japanese wives who had been certified as white by the California District Court. ::::. But this is not important. What is important is how will Lincoln's Northern Federal Government fool the poor white people below?

"President!" Jamie O'Connor gritted his teeth, "Now we should raise the banner of white supremacy and tell the workers in New York and Pennsylvania that we must fight for a Baise America... We must not let those slaves occupy our country!"

At the end of the long table, Lincoln's head was big!

How do you say this? The slave owners in the south didn’t want to liberate black slaves, but they wanted to let black slaves be cows and horses, but they didn’t want black slaves to carry guns and fight. It was the so-called free state in the north that they had nothing to do, so they had to liberate black slaves. Now, the black slaves in the south were no longer black slaves, and they had to carry guns and become white masters! So, the noble abolitionists in the north were no longer there, and they disagreed with liberating black slaves. The poor white people below wanted to fight for the supremacy of white people...:...Isn’t this a random mess?

"President..." Seward wiped his gold-wisted glasses, "The pseudo-government in the South is the pseudo-government that came to power in the coup,

We are fighting to protect American democracy!”

"Mr. Secretary of State, democracy should be the president of those who get the most votes...\n:" O'Connor's fist hit the conference table. "What if we hold up the banner of democracy and the Southern demands a re-election? Now...\n

Can we still choose this now? We must make sure that this war is to defend White America! I propose that all recruitment orders add clauses to purebred whites only enlist in the army!" His eyes swept over the silent cabinet members, "Of course, the three West Coast courts determine that whites are purebred whites!"

The people in the conference room were talking about this and the eyelids were straightened. The fat California man’s suggestion was to let the abolitionist politicians in the north slap themselves in the face, and even slap them hard!

The conference room was silent, and everyone turned their eyes to Lincoln. Everyone had no idea and pointed at Commander Lincoln and thought about it.

"Stay." As the president got up, his chair legs made a harsh sound on the floor, "I need to... quiet,

I want to think about it...:"

New York, Chinatown, True Pai Cathedral.

It was dark, and the empty hall of the church was illuminated by twelve kerosene lamps. Hong Ren was sitting on a bench holding a book "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and watching carefully through the lights.

Yamamoto Kyotomi stood with a knife, and the naval uniforms that combine Chinese and Western styles are particularly eye-catching. The dark blue double-breasted jacket is decorated with Korean cloud patterns, the epaulette is made of chrysanthemum emblem with red gold edges, and the flank scabbard around the waist is engraved with the Chinese characters "Seven Life to Serve the Country".

The side door of the church was suddenly pushed open, and Nagashiro Yuemon walked in from outside and bowed to Hong Ren who was reading: "Prince, President Lincoln is here."

"Oh?" Hong Ren closed the Romance of the Three Kingdoms in his hand with a "pop", then stood up and turned to the open side door.

Natsumo Shiro Yuemon pulled the side door of the church to the maximum, and the snowflakes were wrapped in the cold wind, and then he saw the tall Lincoln wearing a top hat and coat being brought in by Zheng Yongning.

Hong Ren smiled and bowed to Lincoln and asked in fluent English: "The commander came to visit at night, but is it for the Eight Banners Law of the United States?"

Lincoln took off his wet hat and nodded at Hong Ren: "Biden Hong, it seems that you are well-informed!"

Hong Ren smiled and pointed to an empty bench, asked Lincoln to sit down, and then sighed and said, "I really didn't expect that the black slaves in America are so easy to cheat. They were coaxed to the battlefield by the "Interim Measures for the Eight Banners of America"... I didn't expect that the farmers in the south would actually drink this way... to drink poison to quench thirst,

It seems that their situation is very difficult too!”

"Drinking poison to quench thirst?" Lincoln sat down on the empty bench opposite Hong Ren. "What do you mean is the "Interim Measures for the Eight Banners of America" ​​poison?"

Hong Ren smiled and said, "That depends on who...:::. It's poison to the slave owners in the south!"

"Is that?" Lincoln frowned, "But before they died of poison, we might have failed."

Hong Ren took out a copy of "The Heavenly Am System" and put it on the case: "Then...:::. Let them get poison faster!"

Lincoln glanced at the book "Celestial Dynasty Field System" on the case. This is an English version of "Celestial Dynasty System System", and Lincoln certainly knew that this was an Eastern "Put of Ghosts".

"Bishop Hong, it is impossible for us in the United States to implement the "Celestial Land System"!" Lincoln's tone was a bit heavy, "The national conditions of the United States are different from those of China...:::

"I know...\n." Hong Ren motioned Nanyun to unfold a map of America, and his fingers streaked across the "slave-slave states" in the southern United States. "The "Celestial Land Acre System" is not for you, but for Davis."

"For Davis?" Lincoln looked at Hong Ren and shook his head, "This is impossible... Davis can't do this, absolutely impossible!"

"Of course I know," Hong Ren smiled, "Davis cannot adopt the "Celestial Land Acre System", but your spy can spread false news in the south to make the white masters in the south believe that the Davis government will redistribute land to blacks, poor whites, and manors in the south! Everyone has a share, the more the contributions are made, and the less the contributions are made!"

"This..." Lincoln widened his eyes, "Will anyone believe it?"

"Of course there will be people who believe it!" Hong Ren sneered, "The Interim Measures for the Eight Banners of America" ​​to kill white people and become white people is more absurd than the "Celestial Dynasty Field System". Isn't it still a trial? And...... After black people make meritorious service, they will be white people, what benefits will white people give after they make meritorious service? It seems that there is only land distribution?" He tapped the "Celestial Dynasty Field System" on the table with his finger, and smiled, "As long as this book is widely circulated in the south, the slave owners in the south will become your supporters of Mr. President!"

OK, the slave owner supports Lincoln...\n.\n. Lincoln doesn't know what to say!

"Bishop Hong," Lincoln looked at Hong Ren, "besides distributing the "Chiang Dynasty Land Acre System" to the South, is there any other way to deal with the Southern?"

"Yes!" Hong Ren smiled, "and a lot...::

As he spoke, he took out the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" that he had just opened in his spare time and placed it on the case, "Mr. President, there are many conspiracies in this book that can be used to deal with the people in the south...::.\n. Please find someone to translate it, and then take a look!"

In the study of the Wu Wang Mansion in Tianjing, sandalwood is lingering.

Luo Yaoguo, who had just finished processing a thick stack of documents, sat on the wooden chair with paint and took the telegram handed over by Maria. The laughter of the children came from outside. It was Luo Yaoguo's children who were coming home from school.

"The Eight Banners System of America...:" Luo Yaoguo shook the telegram and newspaper, and laughed out loud after just a glance, "The Eight Banners System of the Southern Heroes has used the military merit system of our ancestors."

Recently, Maria, who was pregnant, added hot tea to the blue and white porcelain bowl of Jingdezhen: "A black slave can be a white man if he kills twelve northern soldiers...\n...\n. Isn't this mess?"

"It's better to be messy!" Luo Yaoguo slapped Maria's plump buttocks, "If I were a black slave in America, I would definitely want to be a white man when I looked at a mistress like you every day!"

Maria exaggerated her eyebrows: "I don't like black people. ::::. Moreover, black people can say that they are white with a certificate?"

"Of course a certificate won't work," Luo Yaoguo said with a smile. "What if there is a big manor?"

"Manor?" Maria was stunned, "But Zhao Si's telegram did not say that he wanted to divide the manor?"

"It's going to be divided!" Luo Yaoguo sneered, "It's just that Americans are stupid. :::. I don't know what our military title is doing? If they know, they will think about it carefully."

Maria nodded slightly. She is not a silly American, but an Italian, so she can understand the truth about "a manor from a gun" - now black Americans have shown their combat effectiveness! And it is not only black people who apply to the "Eight Banners Law of the United States".

I know what will happen next with my butt.

"Your Highness, this is a good opportunity. Should we place more bets in the United States?" Maria blinked her blue eyes, "You can place some on both sides!"
Chapter completed!