Jilins looked at Chen Zaixing and compared the bottom of the glass to himself. He already understood that this was a very popular etiquette on the Chinese wine table, proving that he had finished drinking the wine in the glass. He looked at the wine glass and saw that under the light, the crystal wine liquid appeared beautiful golden yellow, like flowing gold. Jilins also picked up the wine glass and drank it all. A warm liquid flowed into the stomach along the throat and into the stomach. Then he felt a heat penetrate into his bone marrow, driving out the fatigue and numbness accumulated over the days, and replaced it with a soft feeling, as if the whole person was soaking in hot water from the inside out.

"Mr. Jilins, how about it?" Chen Zaixing, who was standing beside him, said with a smile: "This is thirty-year-old old Fenjiu. You drink a few more glasses. I'll give you a good sleep tonight and follow the army in high spirits!" As he spoke, Chen Zaixing poured another glass for Jilis.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Jilins saw the atmosphere harmoniously and raised the question that had always been hidden in his heart: "Mr. Chen, I heard that you are one of the two supreme commanders of this expedition, but on the eve of the expedition, I drank with a guest like me. Can I understand this as if you have absolutely certainty about this expedition?"

Chen Zaixing put down the wine glass in his hand, picked up a chopstick and eggplant on the small plate in front of him, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully, but did not answer immediately. After a while, he whispered: "Soldiers are in trouble, and things are unpredictable. Since ancient times, I don't know how many people have to return it. What kind of virtue is Chen? How dare you say you are absolutely sure?"

"Then are you-?"

"Mr. Jilins, I am just a nominal commander. If I talk nonsense at this time, it will only hinder the real commander!" Chen Zaixing whispered. Like most other dynasties in ancient China, Dashun had checks and balances for military generals who commanded the army. However, given the lessons of the previous dynasty's "civilization regards military officers as slaves, and military officers as enemies", Dashun's civil servants have relatively less power to supervise the military officers. Generally speaking, as long as there is no obvious problem in command of military generals, civil servants have no power to interfere. Not to mention that Chen Zaixing's qualifications are still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from Gao Tingyu. Only as long as he is a student, how dare he interfere randomly?

Jilins nodded in a vague way. Due to the huge cultural differences, it was difficult for him to understand China's strange military command system. However, perhaps it was the effect of alcohol, and his curiosity became stronger and stronger. Finally, he asked: "Mr. Chen, what do you think of the upcoming expedition?"

"Oh?" Chen Zaixing glanced at the other party with great interest: "Mr. Jilins, do you seem to be particularly curious about this expedition?"

"That's natural, after all, this also affects my personal safety. If the expedition fails, I think those Tatars will not be as generous to me as you!" Jilins calmly patted Chen Zaixing's flattery: "Besides, I have a little selfishness. The great little Scipio also had to rely on Polybius's wonderful writing to be remembered forever (Little Scipio was the adopted son of Afilga Scipio's eldest son, and was a famous commander of ancient Rome. He captured Carthage in the Third Punic War, thus determining Rome's overlord status in the Western Mediterranean region. Polybius was a famous historian of ancient Rome. He was originally a Greek. Later, he went to Rome to become a disciple and secretary of Little Scipio. He followed Scipio to participate in many battles, leaving behind the immortal masterpiece "General History"). Do you not want your name to be recited in the Western world because of this expedition?"

"So that's it!" Chen Zaixing smiled slightly. He didn't care whether the other party's real purpose was as he said. However, for him, delaying time and letting his subordinates outside the door copy Jilins' diary was the most important. As for his prediction of the expedition, it didn't matter if this foreigner knew something. Anyway, he couldn't play any tricks in the army!

"Mr. Jilins, I have no military concern about this expedition!" Chen Zaixing said in a deep voice: "Especially in the short term, the rebels were just a group of temporary herdsmen, taking advantage of the sudden death of the living Buddha. There were no officers or weapons. The result of facing the imperial army can be imagined! The only problem is-" Speaking of this, Chen Zaixing suddenly stopped, looking like he was eager to speak but stopped.

"What's it?"

"It's time! It's true that the rebels are just a group of mobs now, but they will not be just mobs forever. And as time goes by, the scope of the rebellion will expand, various uncertain factors will increase, and the difficulty of quelling will be much greater! And the Khalkha Mongol is too big, too far away!" At the end, Chen Zaixing sighed in a low voice.

The house calmed down, and both of them were thinking. Both Chen Zaixing and Jillins were very smart people, and they could and knew that the other party could understand the unfinished meaning of the words just now. There was no doubt that Jillins did not hope that Dashun's expedition would go smoothly. Even if he did not consider the potential enemy of the British Empire in the Far East, he also hoped to obtain as much information as possible in the process. The more tortuous the process was, the more information Jillins could get, and the deeper it was.

Jilins now truly understands the true meaning of what Belford said in his reply to himself, "China is not part of the Far East, it is a world, a system!" This ancient empire is too huge and complicated. Not long ago, this empire was fighting the death of himself in the jungle of Burma, and now it is this empire that is fighting thousands of miles away against these Tatars in the hinterland of Asia. At the same time, this empire still controls hundreds of tribes and vassal states on her long frontier, and within her territory is a population equal to the entire civilized world. The differences between these tribes, nations, and vassal states are even greater than those of the Indians and Arabs in the Americas. Such an empire is not like the Alexander Empire and the Mongols.

That is a short-lived empire that has been conquered by military force. It has existed for hundreds of years before the Era of Jesus, and it has existed for more than two thousand years, and it seems that it will continue to exist forever. Even the most arrogant and confident empire elites dare not say that the British Empire could exist two thousand years after Jesus was born. Today, when the empire is so prosperous, those damn Irish people are still using all the means they can find to seek the conflicts of **, religion, nation, class, and one or another, like an incurable disease, constantly devouring the vigorous vitality of the British Empire. And what gave this ancient empire infinite vitality? It is really terrible to let it gather these billions of creatures and thousands of miles of territory together.

At this time, two soft knocks came from outside the door, awakening Chen Zaixing from his thoughts. He realized that his subordinates had completed the copying work. He stood up and smiled and said, "Mr. Jilins, it's getting late. I'll get up early tomorrow morning. Chen won't bother me!" While speaking, several servants walked into the outside room and carried the wine, food and the cold wooden barrels. Jilins hurriedly got up and waited until he sent Chen Zaixing out of the door. When he looked back, he saw that his diary was still in place on the desk. He walked to the desk and turned to the page he wrote today. He wanted to write something, but he didn't know what to write for a while. After a while, Jilins sighed, closed the notebook, turned off the lights and went to bed.

In the study, Chen Zaixing sat at the table, with dozens of pages of paper in front of him, with Jilins' diary copied by the secretary. As Chen Zaixing continued to read page by page, his face became more and more serious.

"Compared with the south of this country, the farmers in northern China's life are much more poor and simple. Even the wealthy families in the countryside mainly use millet, corn and other coarse grains on weekdays. They may not be able to eat meat when they encounter festivals. Their land is not as fertile as the land in the south, and the irrigation water source is quite insufficient. But the most important reason for their poverty is not the above two, but the lack of commerce and industry. Compared with the south, the industry and commerce in the north are even more lacking. Farmers have almost no other income except farming. Their time is almost idle outside the busy farming season, while the farmers in the south will carry out a lot of more complex, longer and higher income labor, and some simply enter cities and become workers. I don't think that farmers in northern China are lazy. On the contrary, they are extremely diligent people. Even if they have very small work, they will be very

Actively participate. The clothes they wear are made of rough homemade cloths they weave themselves, but in some farmers in wealthy and convenient villages, I also saw woven cloths. These cloths came to the huge factories in Shanghai, Nanjing, and southern Jiangsu. I believe that as time goes by, these homemade cloths will be replaced by homemade cloths, just as Dhaka was replaced by Manchester. (Dhaka is the capital of Bangladesh, and was once India

The traditional cotton textile handicraft center. After the British conquered India, a large number of cotton cloth produced in Manchester poured into India. India's traditional textile handicraft industry declined sharply, and the population of Dhaka decreased from 150,000 to 30,000 to 40,000. What Marx said in his book, "The bones of Indian textile workers made the Indian plain white" refers to this matter.), this change will inevitably bring about huge changes in rural life, and I do not think all this will be completed peacefully."
Chapter completed!