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Chapter 1213 The Eighth Rider’s Daughter’s Ambition (Third Update, Please Subscribe)
Everyone has their own value!
Why was Lawrence not only not silenced but also alive and well?
Because he was a rare talent for the British Empire, in order to curb the Ming Empire, Lawrence, the tool man, was once again pulled out, and he was ordered to set up an intelligence network against the Ming Empire.
Unlike others, Lawrence did not go to Ming Dynasty at all. Instead, he went the other way and went from London to Mumbai, where more than 60,000 bannermen lived.
"They are a group of natural anti-Mingists. Perhaps we can establish our own intelligence network within the Ming Empire, but sir, believe me, in this game, the role these people can play will be beyond our imagination!"
What Lawrence said was right. All the bannermen in Mumbai were full of hatred towards the Ming Dynasty. Although it was not the Ming Dynasty that took away their world, this matter was definitely related to the Ming Dynasty.
As a result, the two parties who shared the same interests hit it off immediately.
"woman!"
Lawrence's idea was very simple, he would use women as weapons.
"What we have to do is very simple. We select a group of women from the exiled nobles of the Qing Dynasty, send them to the Ming Dynasty, and then use them to infiltrate the Ming Dynasty, infiltrate the industries we want to infiltrate, and the targets we want to contact..."
It has to be said that in 1885, with the intervention of Lawrence, the British finally figured out the trick of the international espionage game.
Lurking and using beauty traps are all tricks.
"From now on, you are Jin Biyun!"
Long Qin said as he looked at his sixteen-year-old daughter in the room at the dock.
"You are shouldering the responsibility of restoring the Qing Empire!"
"Father, don't worry! Your daughter knows what to do..."
Jin Biyun looked at the smile on Ama's face. For the past few years, she had been studying at the British School in Mumbai. To her, such an opportunity was more like an adventure!
Yes, it was the adventure that those British girls dreamed of. Of course, deep down, she also longed for adventure, longing to adventure in that new land...even if it meant becoming an eight-riding kneeling girl.
When Longqin was seeing his daughter off, there was a palace on the outskirts of Mumbai - this place once belonged to an Indian prince, but was deprived of its sovereignty by the British Indian authorities because it had no descendants. After the Empress Dowager Cixi and her entourage fled to Mumbai, the British Indian authorities gave the palace to them.
Standing in this palace full of Persian style, the Queen Mother whispered.
"Everyone is leaving."
"Reporting to the Queen Mother, there are a total of thirty-six people, and they have all set out."
Li Lianying, the eunuch in charge, stood behind the empress dowager with his waist bowed and spoke respectfully.
"Prince Su personally sent it."
"Hey, it's not easy for Prince Su either. After all, they are his daughters. But in order to restore the country, they have to come forward. If the Qing Dynasty is restored in the future, they will be the first heroes!"
The Empress Dowager Cixi said with emotion.
Restoration of the country...is this really possible?
No one can answer them this question, but one thing is certain: for any people who are in desperate situation, they are always eager to seize the opportunity, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, they are also eager to seize it and then achieve success.
Since the hope is very slim, so what?
After leaving Mumbai on a British merchant ship, these people sailed all the way to Penang on the Malay Peninsula, then changed ships to Singapore. Afterwards, they changed merchant ships again and sailed to the Ming Dynasty's Pacific territories, and from there to the empire's homeland.
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On July 10, 1916, an ocean liner docked at Yonghe Port, the former Port of Valparaiso.
This was once the largest port on the west coast of South America. Although its status has been replaced by the sea, it is still the largest port in Shanxi. The granite buildings of various businesses and companies stand on the bay. Steamships and sailboats shuttle back and forth on the sea. Ocean-going ships loaded with cargo spew smoke and head for the ocean. Cars pass by on Binhai Avenue, and the windshields of the cars sparkle in the refraction of the sun.
This is the Ming Dynasty...this is where the empire prospers!
Woo!
With the whistle blowing, the passenger ship coming from Chenggong Islands dropped anchor and slowly stopped at the berth. Ten minutes later, the passenger ship lowered the gangway and a large number of passengers poured out of the cabin.
Among them are immigrants, young people seeking to study, and of course businessmen.
In the crowd, a girl in a light blue dress, with elegant manners and a dignified demeanor, walked down the gangway with the crowd. She had a pair of bright big eyes and a smile on her oval face.
At the customs checkpoint, she produced Datang's passport, which read: Jin Biyun, 17 years old, from Wanping County, Hebei Province.
After several twists and turns, Jin Biyun and others became Han immigrants whose ancestral home was in Hebei. No one knew their former identities, and no one would doubt their identities.
Although no one helped her, Jin Biyun still stayed in a hotel on Heping Road in the city center. The window of her room on the fourth floor faced a girls' middle school. The next day, she applied for admission to the Second Girls' Middle School.
Everything went according to plan. After the thirty-six female students entered various girls' middle schools, Lawrence took the train to Zhongdu.
After Lawrence arrived in Zhongdu, he went directly to the embassy without any delay. The British Embassy was located in a three-story Western-style building in the city center. After showing his ID to prove his identity, he went straight to an office on the third floor.
"Lieutenant Colonel, you're finally here!"
Brand seemed a little excited when he saw Lawrence.
"Sir, you are my idol,"
The reason why Brand said this was because he knew what great things this seemingly insignificant guy in front of him had done - he had instigated a great uprising among the Muslims, and God could testify.
"Thank you Major."
"Lieutenant Colonel, is your plan going smoothly?"
“Everything is in progress!”
Lawrence glanced at the door and made sure it was closed before taking off his suit jacket. Then he spoke to Major Brand in front of him.
"Now, our plans will be combined, Major. Are there any difficulties with your plan?"
In response to the lieutenant colonel's question, Brand said.
"Sir, you came at the right time. My plan has encountered a problem. As you know, I have developed a network here, a spy network, relying on a retired soldier. Through him, we have come into contact with many people. Some of those people were bribed by us, and some were coerced by us. After all, everyone in this world has weaknesses. Once we find their weaknesses, we can use them..."
After thinking for a while, Brand said.
"But now there is a problem. The guy who helped us in the past did not fulfill some of his promises. So now he seems to be trying to get away from our control..."
"Then kill him!"
"What!"
Lawrence's answer surprised Brand.
"Kill him!"
Lawrence lit a cigarette and said,
"All our plans must follow one principle to avoid any accidents. If someone wants to escape from our control, he must be eliminated immediately to prevent any complications!"
(End of this chapter)