Is it cool to transmigrate to South America? Zhu Xianhai's answer is: it's very cool.
After all, 19th-century South America is still a place where cowards vie for hegemony, a land ful...
Chapter 1234 Heaven is Too Far Away (Third update, please subscribe)
January 3, 1886, although it was the third day of the new year, this day... like usual, dawn broke in the east, and the capital of Honduras, Tegucigalpa, once again ushered in a new day. The sun came from the east, close to the horizon, through the gray morning mist, and began to illuminate the earth.
It was another eventful day, and the shadow of war hung over the country.
Last year, Guatemalan President Justo Rufino Barrios led his troops to invade El Salvador. Despite the strong resistance of El Salvador, they still failed. El Salvador was annexed, but Barrios' ambitions were not just that. He wanted to rebuild the "Central American Federation". Just a month ago, he extended an invitation to Honduras.
What would happen if you refused to join the federation?
Everyone knows it clearly.
The storm is brewing, but this building has nothing to do with the Ming Empire. If there must be a connection, it is that the Mexican Railway Company has always been a supporter of Barrios. They provided loans, weapons, and even sent mercenaries to help Barrios fight.
But...what does the Mexican Imperial Railway Company have to do with the Ming Empire?
It doesn't matter!
Mexico is Mexico, Ming Dynasty is Ming Dynasty...
"Hello, this is Daming!"
Familiar voice, familiar beginning, then what?
It is the daily morning news. The news in "Voice of America" is not limited to the news of a certain country, but the whole America, especially the Spanish-speaking countries in South America.
Although the news never exaggerated the massacres, poverty, or hunger, the news did not even report the terrible social reality of hunger and oppression.
But what do most people who hear the news feel?
It's unfair!
It's the kind of injustice that comes from the heart!
Maybe……
Wang Xiude breathed a sigh of relief as the news on the radio turned into cheerful music. He looked up and saw Sophia, who was wearing casual clothes, looking at him. He didn't know how long she had been standing there.
"Are you listening to the news, too, dear?"
She nodded and walked towards the coffee pot.
"Mr. Carlos actually spent 30,000 pesos to buy a necklace for his wife. How enviable!"
She poured some coffee and put the bread in the oven.
"It's not just envy, it's jealousy!"
Wang Xiude said.
As the third-class counselor of the embassy, what does he feel from such news?
It's unfair!
He pushed the butter and jam toward her.
"What? Jealous? Yes, it is indeed very enviable. Many people can't earn that much money in their entire lives, but for some people, it's just a piece of jewelry. God, although I knew he was rich in the past, who would have thought they would be so rich!"
"Think about the ordinary people, dear."
Wang Xiude said.
"Miss them?"
"How do you think they felt when they heard the news?"
"What kind of feeling? It should be jealousy!"
Sophia hesitated for a moment, then spoke.
"But what does it matter? What is certain is that other people, such as Mr. Carlo, will definitely buy a more expensive necklace for his wife when they learn the news. After all, for them, wealth itself is something to show off."
"But is this showing off your wealth, or is it inviting hatred?"
Wang Xiu De laughed, but the smile quickly disappeared.
"One day, maybe, who knows?..."
He stopped talking.
"What?"
"Nothing. I want to say that compared to these countries, the Empire is undoubtedly more fair. Although there are rich people there, at least there are not as many as here, where there are people with nothing everywhere."
"But what's the point?"
Sophia said.
"There are two countries in the world, one is the Ming Dynasty, and the other is the country outside the Ming Dynasty!"
"That's the difference,"
Wang Xiu De interrupted his wife and said with a smile.
"But it doesn't stop people from imagining the Ming Dynasty and imagining that one day everything here will change."
…
"One day, we will live a good life like the people of the Ming Dynasty."
In the dark and damp room, Miguel held his wife in his arms and looked at the picture pinned on the wall with longing eyes.
The picture was torn from "Life Pictorial". It showed a beautiful house. On the grass in front of the house, a father was playing with his children, while the mother was busy in the kitchen, preparing a sumptuous meal.
There was a car parked next to the grass.
A house, a car, a beautiful wife and some lovely children!
This is the Ming Dynasty style of life!
Such an ordinary life is what everyone desires. Even Miguel in Tegucigalpa longs for such a life. He even envies those Peruvians.
"Really? Will there really be such a day?"
In the moonlight, you can see that Diana looks exhausted and her face is quite haggard.
"It's been a rough day, isn't it?"
Diana nodded.
"You know, it's like this every day. We have to be there from morning till night every day, you know? The wine they drink... a bottle of French champagne costs hundreds of pesos, but they are so stingy that they don't want to give us an extra peso..."
Miguel nodded as he hugged his wife.
"Yes, that's right. Those masters have always been like this. We work for them in the city, and even in the countryside, we still have to work for them. My father is a tenant farmer, and my grandfather is a tenant farmer. Why is it like this? God can testify that all this will end sooner or later, it will end one day..."
Then Miguel looked at the poster on the wall with longing eyes and said.
"To be honest, I really envy Peruvians."
"Envy them? Why?"
"Because they are really lucky. People often say that Peru was annexed and occupied by the Ming Empire, but what did the Peruvians get? They got land! They got land that Peru never had before!"
Diana was surprised by her husband's words.
"Oh my God! Is this true?"
"Of course it's true. That's what the radio said, and there are also pictorials. It's a pity that the Ming Dynasty is too far away from us. Otherwise, they might occupy this place, and then we would be as lucky as the Peruvians..."
Sometimes, reality is like this, heaven is so close, but so far away...
(End of this chapter)