Chapter 1015: The People's Happiness Under the Empire (Second Update, Please Subscribe)

When a conspiracy is brewing, people often know nothing about it.

While those so-called "exiles" were plotting their conspiracy, Shanxi seemed extremely peaceful at this time.

Chile was the first stepping stone for South China's rise.

Before this, Nanhua was just a colonial company, but after this, Nanhua appeared on the South American stage as a country.

Who could have imagined that the once powerful South American cockroach would be destroyed overnight?

"No, sir! If the generals in Chillán had realized that the South China Army would use armored trains to transport troops to Santiago by rail, then Santiago would not have fallen on April Fool's Day in 1866, and everything would have been different."

Sitting in a quiet corner of the bar, Chandler listened to Ambrose talking about the fall of San Diego sixteen years ago.

Most of the customers in this bar are of European descent like him, and of course, like him, they have changed their surnames to Chinese ones, both he and Ambrose.

There was a large bar in the middle of the room, which could accommodate dozens of drinkers. In the past half hour, the old man had drunk several glasses of corn whiskey in one go, and he was already a little drunk, but he was still talking freely.

"Perhaps, the Republic will still exist."

"You have to remember this fact, young man. The Republic has perished. Everything was doomed from the day when Nanhua's commandos occupied the Presidential Palace fifteen years ago."

An old man with white hair reminded loudly.

"The generals on the front line in Chillán may have made some mistakes, which anyone could have made. However, from 1862 when the South China Army occupied Araucanía to the fall of Chillán, we fought them there for four years. During those years, we had almost every advantage. At that time, some people suggested negotiating with the provisional government of Chillán - after all, if we occupied Chillán, it would likely lead to South China's intervention. This suggestion caused an uproar in public opinion in Santiago. Someone bluntly said to the president: "President, you either dismiss and investigate those guys who are trying to sell out the country, or wait for them to sell out the Republic." They did not consider the threat of South China at all - South China not only had many brave and combative generals, but also had the most advanced weapons in the world - mortars, machine guns, armored trains, ironclad ships, whatever you can imagine, they have it. Yes, they did not consider these at all. Why not? Because of arrogance. Sir, we are white people, and we have never been defeated by people of color!

What happened to Araucanía? It was just an accident. I bet you that once we had taken Chillán, our army could have gone straight south to take Araucanía. Look, what happened next? Young people, you saw that Chile was destroyed. On April Fool's Day, the presidential palace was occupied, and Santiago, Chile became a thing of the past overnight..."

The old man ordered another whiskey and then said.

"Araucanía has never been Chilean territory. We had every opportunity to negotiate with them, but our arrogance prevented us from doing so. That is why we have to endure the injustice of fate."

Is it the injustice of fate?

After the old man finished speaking and raised his wine glass, a guy next to him said.

"Hey, old man, maybe fate is unfair to you. You used to be a captain in the army, but you lost everything. But we are different. We are just ordinary people. With the arrival of the South China people, we live better. Now we not only have jobs and bread, but also a good income."

That guy's words immediately aroused a chorus of approval:

"Yes, not only that, we also have Sundays and annual leave."

“There are also pension insurance and medical insurance!”

“Yes, we have better housing!”

For a moment, the bar was filled with such voices. Finally, someone stood up and spoke in somewhat stiff Chinese.

“Would we have this life without the Empire?”

"Never. I came to Chile from Italy when I was fifteen. Like many people, I could only make a living by doing odd jobs or working as a tenant farmer in the estates of the superiors. Maybe when I died, I would still have nothing except an Indian wife. Later, the South Chinese came and changed everything. I have worked in the shoe factory for ten years... I am fifty years old. In another ten years or so, I can get a pension. God bless me to live to that time. However, I have a house and a wife now. Even if I die now, I will have no regrets..."

The man said to Ambuse, patting him on the shoulder.

"Young man, Chile... I don't know what's so good about it, just because it's ruled by caudillos who have the same skin color as us?"

His words aroused a wave of agreement. As for the old man with white hair, he just drank silently. Ambush, who became the target of public criticism, quickly waved his hands and said.

"That's not what I meant. I was just stating a possibility. God can testify that I am loyal to the Empire. I... you see, I speak Chinese very well."

At this moment, Ambrose's drunkenness seemed to have disappeared. He even looked around nervously, fearing that he would be regarded as a rebel, arrested, or disappeared... No, exile was no longer a secret now.

There are more than 70,000 Chileans exiled in Africa, including soldiers, politicians, landowners, businessmen, teachers, journalists, and many ordinary people. They resisted or promoted resistance and were arrested and exiled to Africa.

What about them when their families lost their livelihoods because of their stupidity? They were well taken care of in the colonies - they even had two or three black mistresses and had a bunch of children. There were many families like that in Africa!

Although this reduced their fear a lot, for ordinary people, the gendarmerie and the legendary Gulag, Lubyanka, and Special High Technology Bureau still brought a terrifying existence.

Ambous, who was sober, didn't dare to sit there any longer. He hurriedly walked out of the bar with his friends, and what came into view was a city that never sleeps with bright lights.

This city is Taiyuan, which was once the capital of Chile, Santiago, but is now the most prosperous city at the foot of the Andes...

Looking up at the bright street lights above his head and looking at this city that never sleeps, Ambrose couldn't help but talk to himself.

"The rule of the empire...has really left Chile behind by dozens of miles!"

"Ha ha……"

Chandler said, patting him on the shoulder.

"This is a well-known fact! Although to some extent, they are full of suspicion and discrimination against us, just like we used to treat Indians. But one thing that cannot be denied is that under the rule of the empire, everyone's life is very happy, and everyone's life has been changed to varying degrees!"

In fact, this is also the most conflicting issue for the Chileans at the moment. On the one hand, they miss the past, but on the other hand, no one can deny that under the governance of the empire, the lives of most people have undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Yes, the Empire... is indeed the best ruler we can get. It would be even better if they could be more fair..."

(End of this chapter)