The current capital of the East African administrative region was Nanzhan City, which used to be called Dar es Salaam. It was a very good port. Of course, there was another view in East Africa that hoped to place the capital in the inland area. For example, when the capital of the Min dynasty was moved from Nanjing to Beijing, many people objected that Nanjing was' in the middle of the world ', while Beijing was' in a corner '.
Wang Mingshan did not speak when the Min dynasty moved the capital. When the Military Governor Vaize wanted to move the capital, Wang Mingshan firmly supported the Military Governor Vaize's capital move plan. For the design of the capital of the East African administrative region, Wang Mingshan did not particularly support or oppose it. It would take a few decades for East Africa to be upgraded to the point where it needed to build a reasonable capital. Wang Mingshan's rationality made him shut up about such a distant future.
Wei Kun came very quickly. Although the current political level of East Africa did not reach the level of the Min dynasty and the Qin dynasty, the coastal industrial level was much more advanced than the Qin dynasty. Several important coastal port cities already had regular shipping. Wei Kun just caught a shipping.
Staring at his suntanned face, Wei Kun quickly walked down the gangway. With a happy smile, Wei Kun went up and held Wang Mingshan's hand. "Secretary Wang, taking down Cyprus is really a stroke of genius. After this piece was played, the overall situation immediately changed. Sudan is going to make a lot of money! "
Seeing Wei Kun's straightforward and youthful expression, even if he was not happy, Wang Mingshan felt as if he had increased a lot of energy. He smiled and said, "This is not my idea. I just put forward my opinion. It is your father's decision."
"Secretary Wang, my father won't care even if you try to get more credit for yourself." Wei Kun said with a look of generosity.
"Haha! Your father doesn't mind, but I do. "Wang Mingshan's mood was inexplicably better.
The seniors who had previously made great contributions to the development of Africa had basically packed up and returned to Asia with the wealth they had previously obtained. Now that most of the people in East Africa were young people, the entire operation seemed to be full of vitality. When Wei Kun and Wang Mingshan arrived at the new office building, he immediately took out the gifts. "Let's use these for lunch to make a dish for everyone to try."
Wang Mingshan was from Anhui. He could tell that it was a bamboo shoot at first glance. Puzzled, he asked, "You used this canned food for everyone."
"Yes. Let's try the difference between the African bamboo shoots and the local bamboo shoots, "Wei Kun said proudly. Actually, he was wrong. In Africa, Asian bamboo shoots were imported, while African bamboo shoots were local products. However, he still couldn't correct it, and Wang Mingshan and the others didn't think there was anything wrong with this statement.
"You planted bamboo in the desert in Khartoum?" Wang Mingshan was puzzled. If there was a chance to plant bamboo along the Nile River, he would have done it long ago. In reality, there was no way to grow China -style bamboo on both sides of the Nile River.
Wei Kun hurriedly explained, "Not Khartoum, but the upper basin area of the Nile River. It's surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the climate is hot and humid. It's a good place to grow bamboo, sugar cane, and other subtropical crops. The plane carried out aerial surveys and believed that this large area of land crisscrossed by lakes and rivers is 300,000 square kilometers. It's simply the Dreamy Cloud Swamp of the pre-Qin Dynasty. "
"Dreamy Cloud Swamp …" Wang Mingshan didn't know how to answer for a moment. He was also from a scholarly family and had read a lot since he was a child. After joining the revolutionary team, his reading volume increased greatly, so he naturally knew the name Dreamy Cloud Swamp. However, after so many years, even though his family was originally part of the Dreamy Cloud Swamp of the pre-Qin Dynasty, it was the first time for Wang Mingshan to say the words "Dreamy Cloud Swamp" with such a clear meaning.
Were these young people advanced or retro? Such a thought suddenly flashed through Wang Mingshan's mind. No matter how one looked at it, Wei Kun was a very modern young man. However, this young man used words that even those old scholars wouldn't use. Not to mention whether the two places were the same, Dreamy Cloud Swamp was just one word. It was vast, humid, witchcraft, and a sense of savagery. This made Wang Mingshan feel that it was very suitable.
This kind of exclamation that had nothing to do with government affairs didn't make Wang Mingshan ask a question that had nothing to do with government affairs. "When did you plant the bamboo?"
Wei Kun couldn't help but show a proud expression on his face. As a Chinese who had inherited China's culture, especially a young man who had received a full set of education on environmental protection and the concept of renewable energy in school, being able to plant a large amount of bamboo was something that was very satisfying in terms of economy and culture. He answered with a smile, "After I arrived last year and found out about the upper basin of the Nile River, I immediately sent sugar cane and bamboo from the country. Now the sugar cane is growing very well, and the bamboo has also sprouted. I dug some bamboo shoots for everyone to have a taste. "
Wang Mingshan, who had experienced more than 30 years of war, didn't have the same artistic feeling as Wei Kun. He didn't think that bamboo and China's culture were necessarily related. However, Wei Kun's unhesitant working style made a big impact on Wang Mingshan. Wang Mingshan smiled and said, "Don't just talk about these things. Tell us about walking through Maicheng too."
These words caused some emotional fluctuations to appear on the faces of the young comrades around them. Some of them felt that Wang Mingshan, this old man, was taking advantage of his seniority and was really annoying. There were also some young people who didn't understand the purpose of Wang Mingshan's words. Usually, Wang Mingshan wasn't such a mean person.
"Walking through Maicheng, that's every day. There are too many bamboo to list. That's why I planted bamboo, for fear that there wouldn't be enough material to record it. "Wei Kun didn't seem to be angry at all. Instead, he made a joke. Although this joke was appropriate for the occasion, it was too serious and didn't make anyone smile.
"Haha!" Wang Mingshan, on the other hand, laughed. Of course, the reason why Wang Mingshan laughed was not because this statement was funny or amusing, but because Wei Kun didn't seem to be angry at all. Having been in a high position for so many years, Wang Mingshan had seen so many ups and downs. He knew that people who wanted to achieve great things had to be able to bear being wronged, and they couldn't be the kind of people who had to suppress their anger. One's heart was something that couldn't be seen or touched, but when it was really there, it could be seen at a glance.
Of course, this could be attributed to the fact that Wei Kun was the son of Vézé, so he had nothing to fear. As long as he didn't do anything, no one could touch his position. Wang Mingshan realized that if he were 10 years younger, he would think so. Now, Wang Mingshan believed that the more one thought that they were untouchable, the more fragile they were to the point where they couldn't face failure. The attitude that Wei Kun showed that he didn't care about his reputation was really similar to his father, Vézé.
Was this the attitude of a member of the royal family? Wang Mingshan couldn't help but sigh. But after a while, he realized that this view was actually wrong. The six children of Vézé's family weren't educated by teachers hired by the family. They all went to school like everyone else. Some of Wang Mingshan's children were in the same school as Wei Kun. According to the children, Wei Kun was actually a normal child.
"Bring the bamboo shoots to the cafeteria and fill up everyone's dishes," Wang Mingshan said to the secretary. After saying that, he didn't want to trick Wei Kun, so he questioned, "I don't know how the bamboo shoots taste. But do those black people know how to pick and preserve the bamboo shoots? If the bamboo shoots are spoiled, I'll hold you responsible! "
Wei Kun's face finally showed signs of wavering. He quickly said, "I really didn't think of that, Secretary. If it doesn't taste good, you can scold me."
Wang Mingshan snorted and couldn't help but look at the group of young people around him. More than half of the young people's expressions made Wang Mingshan a little disappointed. It was normal for Wei Kun to make mistakes, and it was normal for Wang Mingshan to ask questions about the matter itself. This was a normal interaction. More than half of the young people's expressions were either overly nervous or not based on solving the problem. Wang Mingshan actually hoped that he could treat these young people equally, but after such a comparison, Wang Mingshan could only give a chance to the young people who could handle the work normally.
The bamboo shoots were peeled and soaked in the traditional way. It didn't take long, and the juice didn't go bad. This traditional Chinese dish made the Chinese people feel nostalgic. While eating, Wei Kun was surprised and amused that the black brothers of the Zulu Kingdom could be disguised as white people and sneak into the city. After laughing, Wei Kun commented, "These people are not suitable for modern war."
Wang Mingshan nodded. "This kind of tribal armed force is probably the local bullies. I know some things about the local tribes in Guangxi and Yungui. When they were first liberated, we talked to them nicely, but they thought they were right and dared to kill our staff there. After the local people stabilized the people in the plains, they began to send troops to encircle the tribes in the mountains. In the first half month, these people could still rely on their familiarity with the terrain to resist. After half a month, they didn't eat or drink, couldn't run, and were easily surrounded and taken away by the troops. "
"The British probably didn't have the right time, place, and people like us back then," replied Wei Kun.
"It's wrong to send them to fight for territory." Wang Mingshan expressed his opinion from another angle.
"Then let's negotiate with the British. As long as the British agree, our two countries can decide the fate of southern Africa. " Wei Kun had no intention of giving up. "The Zulu people are our dogs, and it's not the British's turn to beat them!"
Wang Mingshan agreed with Wei Kun's attitude. "The British probably won't agree with our opinion."
"The British oppose us because their strategy is to treat us as the enemy. Every tactical concession they make is a little denial of their strategy. It's normal for the British not to agree with us. So this time, we will tell the British directly that if their strategy is to maintain being an enemy of China, they might as well make it clear, and then we will send troops over to directly solve the British colony in Cape Town. In this way, the problem of South Africa will be solved once and for all. Even if it can't be solved, the next step will be a battle between the China Grand Fleet and the British Grand Fleet. If the British Grand Fleet is wiped out, the British will probably be like a defeated dog barking from afar … "Vézé said these things in a cold tone. Wang Mingshan smiled at first, but after a moment, Wang Mingshan stopped smiling. What Wei Kun said was the truth at the strategic level.
"If you say that, the British will probably be angry, right?" Wang Mingshan asked Wei Kun.
In response to this question, Wei Kun sincerely said to Wang Mingshan, "Uncle Wang, an older founding father like you will only get angry when he is threatened. We threaten the British, and they don't have time to get angry. Strategically, they have no chance of winning. Their reaction is more fear. "
The next day, the British envoy arrived in Nanzhan. The meeting between the two sides soon began. At the beginning of the meeting, the British man was full of benevolence and morality. He did not mention his war against the Boers and the Zulus. Instead, he strongly criticized China's military threat in southern Africa. Wei Kun did not stand on ceremony. He went up and explained the strategic decision to the British man.
Wang Mingshan carefully observed the expression of the British representative. He thought that the British man's expression should be angry, and under the anger, there was an unconcealable fear. The British man did not dare to touch on the strategic issue at all. He shouted angrily, "I don't accept your threats! Your threats are useless. "
Wei Kun sneered. "From the perspective of the Min dynasty, they are either friends or enemies. Since the British do not insist on a friendly strategy with us, we can only formulate a response policy to destroy the British. The conduct of the English proves that you think in the same way. If the purpose of your visit is not to maintain a friendly long-term policy with us in southern Africa, there is no need to discuss the rest of the matter. Destroying the Cape Town colony and occupying the whole of southern Africa is our only choice. Now you can go back and make preparations, or get back to Europe. Or wait to be killed in the war soon … "
Just before Wei Kun was about to say "Now you can get out of here," someone sitting in the row behind the British representative couldn't help but speak. "Sir, can your attitude represent the official strategy of the Min dynasty?"
Wei Kun stared at the guy who did not seem to be much from his position for a moment, then continued, "I don't represent the official strategy. We already have an official strategy. In the words of China, when a friend comes, there is good wine. If a wolf comes, there is a shotgun waiting for it! Your choice is clear, and the result is also clear. Now, you can … "
The man in the back row stood up calmly and said in Mandarin, which was a little rough but understandable, "Sir, how does the Min dynasty treat their friends? We have never seen a corresponding case. Korea has always been a vassal state of China. They are by no means your friends. Siam has recognized the suzerainty of the Min dynasty, and they will not be your friends. Vietnam has always been very resistant to the Min dynasty. You used the French to trap Vietnam. You seized southern Vietnam. I don't think you have ever regarded them as friends. Japan is the outpost of the Min dynasty against Britain and the United States. It is inevitable that they support the Republic of Prawn, not accidental. They are also not friends of the Min dynasty. "
The British man listed all the countries that could survive under the Min dynasty, and his analysis of their relationship with the Min dynasty was very appropriate. Wei Kun and Wang Mingshan listened quietly, and even smiled.
"As for what will happen to the enemies of China, you don't need to emphasize it. We know, we know. The European colonies in Nanyang were massacred, and the expansion of the Far East and northern North America. Now the United States, as the enemy of China, will probably be killed. As your enemy, you will encounter merciless treatment. We also know. " When talking about the brutality of the Min dynasty, the British man's voice was not angry, but it did not have the sarcasm when talking about the vassals of the Min dynasty.
"If your country just wants to use your power to wash the world with blood, then please say it. With the power of your country, is there any opponent that can make you feel afraid? We don't think so. But I believe that with the power of your country, you must be a civilized country. Please don't use the brutal things we have done in the past and now to blame us. The civilized country I am talking about is the kind of country that knows how to respect treaties and agreements, and does not destroy everything with pure violence. I believe your country is a civilized country, so I want to know how your country treats its friends. "After that, the British speaker calmly sat back in the back seat.
Wang Mingshan and Wei Kun couldn't help but look at each other. It could be seen that the British man was not perfunctory in this negotiation, but he was really prepared. Even in the face of Wei Kun's tough attitude, the British man was not ready to break the deadlock or go back with his tail between his legs.
Compared with the British man's preparation, Wang Mingshan knew that his side was not prepared enough. Yes, after the North American War was over, China could send troops to beat all the enemies in Southern Africa. But now the North American War was not over. No matter how loud Wang Mingshan shouted now, it was just an empty threat. Although the Liberation Army had the attitude of not letting the enemy fire a second shot, the Liberation Army had always "never fired the first shot."
Preparing a new speech in his mind, Wang Mingshan picked up the teacup and prepared to drink some water to delay the time. As soon as the teacup was brought to his mouth, Wang Mingshan saw Wei Kun stand up. "Didn't you see that the Min dynasty has always had absolute respect for the UK?"
If it weren't for Wang Mingshan's good self-restraint, he would have almost choked on the water that was poured into his mouth. Decades ago, when Wang Mingshan arrived in Guangzhou with the team, the Liberation Army began to prepare for war with the British. The war between China and the British had been on and off, and the struggles in various other fields had never stopped. It had been almost 40 years now. There was hatred between the two sides, but where did the respect come from?
"If we hadn't had expectations for the UK, we could have cut off the British route to India a long time ago. If we hadn't had expectations for the UK, your Malay colony wouldn't have survived until now. Everything the UK has said so far is to restore the situation to the previous era when the UK dominated the Indian Ocean. This kind of thinking and attitude is neither respectful nor friendly. If the British really want to be friendly, my view is that you give up the fight for hegemony in the Indian Ocean and admit the status quo of your control of India and the Cape Town colony. Then discuss the ownership of Kimberley and the Rand gold mine with us. If you admit our control of the Rand gold mine, we are willing to admit your ownership of the mines in Kimberley. "Wei Kun calmly finished his view and sat back in his chair.
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