Chapter 673 Xianfeng: You have the disease of addiction to eating, so you have to treat it! (please order, please vote)

Queen Zhansi browsed and looked aggrieved: "Your Highness, you mean... the high caste of India should be the British lackeys?"

"It's a bad thing to say when you're a lackey," Luo Yaoguo thought for a moment, "It's a good idea to say that is to be a housekeeper."

"Butler?" Queen Zhansi's brows stretched a little.

"Yes, it's just to be a housekeeper." Luo Yaoguo smiled, "Who is collecting the taxes of the Mughal Empire? Who is taking care of the court of the Sultan of Delhi? The British came, but they just changed their masters, and the work was still the same."

"This is betrayal!" Moore slapped the table suddenly, his thick beard almost standing up, "This is a naked betrayal!"

Friedrich hurriedly pressed his companion's shoulders and signaled him to calm down. Moore had now penetrated into the enemy's internal affairs and became the British ambassador to North Korea and Japan. He was a senior government official!

Luo Yaoguo calmly picked up the blue and white porcelain tea cup, took a sip of Biluochun, and then smiled and said to Moore: "Carl Tianshi, in fact, the high castes in India are also descendants of foreign conquerors. Haven't you discovered that Queen Zhansi and the untouchables ruled by her are not the same race? Moreover, the high castes in India have a long tradition of cooperating with new foreign conquerors. The Mughal Empire and the Sultanate of Delhi are all foreign conquerors? The British are just another new master riding on the heads of Indian untouchables."

Queen Zhansi's slender fingers tucked the edge of the sari. She remembered the Brahmin ministers in her court who were good friends with the British, and a complex look flashed in her eyes.

"And the situation in the UK is actually surprisingly similar to that in India," Luo Yaoguo continued, "The Anza people have been oppressed by foreign Norman nobles for thousands of years. Most of the land in the British Isles are occupied by hundreds of nobles and thousands of landlords, and these men are almost all Germanic nobles who were destined to be descendants of the Normans or married through dynasties."

"I would rather give my distant relatives than my poor people." Shi Dakai suddenly interrupted, and his military boots knocked gently on the floor.

"It's OK!" Luo Yaoguo nodded in praise, "It's difficult for the people of the British to be in the ranks of nobles.

But now the situation has changed, the pariahs have awakened and started to resist. The Normans need more reliable slaves to help them manage these restless people."

Moore sneered: "The British working class has awakened, they do not need any slaves!"

"Is that?" Luo Yaoguo turned to Friedrich, "How many of the two factory owners you saw in Manchester are native people?"

Friedrich pondered for a moment: "It is indeed...mostly outsiders."

"The Jews now help the British masters manage money, while the Germans help the British masters manage factories," Luo Yaoguo whispered, "but neither of them is good at managing the lower class untouchables. The most experienced person in the world...::.:" He looked at Queen Jensi meaningfully.

"It's the high caste of India!" Queen Zhansi blurted out, her eyes flashing with a sudden enlightenment. "We have managed all castes for generations and know how to make people from different classes settle in their own positions."

Moore stood up angrily: "King of Wu, what are you talking nonsense? The Indian people should unite,

Overthrow all oppressors!”

"All the oppressors?" Luo Yaoguo smiled and pointed at Queen Zhansi, "She herself is an absolute oppressor! Karl Tianshi, she is different from us. We are from the working people, we have no original sin, and her family...\n. They have been riding on the necks of the Indian people for thousands of years as a blessing!"

He turned to Queen Jansey again, "The cooperation between the high castes and Britain will gradually enter the core of the colonial system,

In the future, it is possible to become mayor, governor, or even British Prime Minister. This is one of the paths to liberation in India!”

"One of them?" Queen Jensi blinked, "There is a second one?"

Luo Yaoguo smiled and said, "Of course there is a second point. In addition to cooperation, there is also an auxiliary means of 'non-violent non-cooperation'."

"What's this strategy?" Queen Jansey asked in confusion.

"Passive resistance." Luo Yaoguo explained, "No taxes and cooperation will make colonial rule unprofitable. But the key is that some people cooperate and some people do not cooperate. The British will eventually find that contracting India to local elites who are willing to cooperate is more cost-effective than direct rule."

The fire of hope gradually ignited in Queen Jansi's eyes: "I understand! Just like doing business, it is more profitable for the British to contract India to us than to manage it directly!"

Moore turned away angrily: "This is a blasphemy to the cause of the liberation of the Indian people!"

Friedrich hesitated for a moment, but finally chased him out. The Dianchun Hall fell into silence for a moment, and only Sandalwood rose timidly.

"His Highness of the King of Wu," Queen Zhansi suddenly stood up and solemnly gave Luo Yaoguo an Indian tribute. "Your wisdom nourishes people's hearts like the water of the Ganges. I will change my strategy and cooperate well with the British to strive to make my descendants become the 'Indian General Contractor'."

Luo Yaoguo stood up and returned the greeting: "Queen, you are wise. Remember, true freedom sometimes requires the lock to be worn first."

Then he looked at Shi Dakai with a smile: "Brother, the queen's descendants are also yours, right?"

Shi Dakai just laughed.

At the same time, in San Francisco, across the Pacific Ocean, the candles in the Cathedral of Zhenyoupai were brightly lit.

Hong Renzheng stood in front of the altar with frown. Behind him was a banner embroidered with seven big words "God of Heavenly Father" swaying slightly in the wind through the hall.

"The Irish union has made the final pass," said a bishop wearing round-framed glasses, worriedly. "We ask the Chinese workers we really send to join their strike, otherwise we will be regarded as labor thieves who destroy the strike."

"Fart!" A Zhenyou sent a guardian with a fat face to slap the table. "Those Irish drunks are clearly setting up a trap for us! They are white in Ireland, have American nationality, and have votes in their hands. No matter how much they make trouble, the governor of California will not mobilize state soldiers to kill them all... :::. Our people have no nationality. Recently, Washington passed the "Chinese Exclusion Act". If we strike with the Irish people, they will most likely betray them!"

The side door of the church suddenly opened, and a man in a bishop's red robe quietly entered. It was Xianfeng (Zhao Si), who had just moved south from Tianwang City. Since the "Exclusion Act" was passed, ships carrying a large number of Chinese people no longer docked in San Francisco, but instead docked in Tianwang City in the British Vancouver colony.

Xianfeng had to disembark at Tianwang City, then crossed Washington Territory and Oregon, and then entered California.

"Fourth brother is here!" Hong Renzheng's eyes lit up and he hurriedly met him, "You are here just right...:::. We are worried about the strike. You understand Americans the best, let's make an idea!"

Xianfeng looked around with his head slightly and looked around: "I heard about the situation. The Irish union is going to strike, and the white California chamber of commerce is going to produce. We are stuck in the middle and in a dilemma, right?"

"That's true!" Hong Renzheng sighed, "If we participate in the strike, it is difficult for the Chamber of Commerce to explain. If we really ask for loans to lend them by the bank, we will have bad debts. If we don't participate...:::. I'm afraid that all Irish workers will be pushed to the Anti-Chinese camp! Including those who have joined the True Request!

Xianfeng just sneered a few times when he heard this: "What's the difficult thing about this? Irish workers are going to strike and raise their wages, while white profiteers in California are profit-oriented and just want to make money...:::. But strike and making money can be the best of both worlds!"

Can this be the best of both worlds?

Everyone was confused.

"Rise prices!" Xianfeng smiled, "California has dropped a lot in recent years because of the arrival of Chinese people, but prices have dropped more! What prices were California before we arrived? That is the most expensive place in the world! And now? California's prices are quite high compared to the other side of the Pacific, but not much higher than the East Coast... I have seen flour all the way here, flour,

Eggs, beef, clothing, etc. are only less than 20% more expensive than the East Coast. Rents are even cheaper than those on the East Coast. However, California’s wages are still the highest in the United States! These white people enjoy the low prices we provide, but are unwilling to accept the decline in wages caused by our arrival. They just want to take all the benefits! I think this is a disease, and I have to treat it if I addicted to eating!"

"How to treat it?" Hong Renzheng is also a kind-hearted person. He likes to "treat diseases and save people" the most. When he heard that he wanted to cure white people's "addicted to eat", he immediately became energetic.

"We first agree to the request of the joint strike of the Irish trade union. We must not only agree, but also have a major strike!" Xianfeng said, "Not only the miners are going to strike, but the docks are going to strike... At the same time, it was announced that due to the California authorities' anti-China anti-China authorities, the ships of Pacific Trading Company, Sanxin Company, Jardine Massachusetts, Tongshunxing, and China Merchants Group will continue to stop at California ports. There will be no cheap goods from China, North Korea, and Japan to buy. At the same time, we will reach a price increase agreement with the white chamber of commerce in California, first tripling the wholesale prices of flour, eggs, beef, pork, chicken, and salted fish! Salt, pepper, and various spices will triple, and then there will be an irregular outage.::::. Cloth, clothing, daily necessities, and mining tools will rise five times! It will rise sharply! Rifles and bullets...:::. All supply is cut off!"

"So much?" Hong Renzheng took a deep breath, "Then our people won't have enough food.:::
Chapter completed!