New Ming Empire mixed in America

It was already evening when we arrived at the manor.

There was no time to hold a formal banquet in the rush, so we just had a private dinner.

Microwaveable ceramic tableware, laser-engraved aluminum cutlery, and napkins cut from the curtains are placed on the dining table.

The mechanical watch on Mr. Lieutenant Governor's wrist was inadvertently exposed, and the Lieutenant Governor's wife always raised her head, coincidentally displaying the fluorescent necklace around her neck for everyone to see.

Before the meal, a servant came over with a tray.

At the nod of the deputy governor's wife, the servant carefully took out a small wooden box from the tray.

Putting the small wooden box on the corner of the silk-padded dining table, the servant turned the knob at the bottom of the wooden box a few times.

Immediately, a clear sound of music came from the small wooden box. This beautiful melody made Barton think of its name - To Alice.

Beethoven's piece of music, which should have been discovered by his descendants in 1867, appeared in front of the world in advance.

Looking at these familiar items, Barton was speechless, because these items reminded him of his old buddy - Captain Ernesto who was so short-sighted that he betrayed His Majesty Li Mingqi.

Sighing inwardly, Barton put on a surprised expression and complimented the lieutenant governor's family on these luxuries.

That's right, all of these things were classified as luxury goods by Li Mingqi, including the music box.

Even though the music box had been invented a long time ago, at this time, most of them were cylindrical music boxes, and they were still treasured by European nobles.

In the eyes of Europeans, New World barbarians like Lieutenant Governor Isaac were not qualified to collect music boxes.

Of course, you can do it if you have money, but its price is so expensive that it makes most people cry.

The puppet-shaped music box would not be invented until 1865. It is the kind where a puppet rotates along with the music.

Therefore, none of the luxury goods sold by the Xinming Empire are used to deceive people. At most, they act as middlemen and earn hundreds of millions of points in price difference.

"I think you have also seen that our Majesty really wants to buy Los Angeles, but now it seems..."

Barton didn't finish what he said, but everyone understood what he meant.

"It was my mistake this time. I didn't expect that guy from Stanford to do this!"

It can be said that Isaac said this sincerely. Who would have thought that a guy who swore in the name of his family would do such a thing?

In fact, it was not only Isaac who was successfully deceived by Stanford, but also some Chinese people in later generations.

From touting the founding history of Stanford University to Stanford praising the Chinese people for their hard work and hard work.

These touts never thought that the first person to propose using Chinese corpses to build railways was this capitalist named Stanford.

After hurting you so cruelly, and then saying a few nice words in a pretentious manner, some people in the future will praise you to the sky. I am speechless...

(If I continue to brag again, I’ll knock my head off for you)

The Isaac family's manor can be considered luxurious, with everything from housekeepers to servants, guards to coachmen.

The only drawback may be that the main body of the manor is not made of masonry.

As long as this kind of wooden house is doused with kerosene and ignited, the fire can quickly engulf the entire mansion.

So after the house was set on fire, the gunmen who were paid to do things blocked the entrance and exit of the manor.

More than thirty gunmen dressed in cowboy attire were riding carelessly on their horses, smoking cigarettes, and stood in front of the mansion's flames, waiting for their prey.

Correspondingly, there were more than ten corpses lying behind these people, all of whom had been shot to death with bows and arrows.

Several gunmen also dropped a few feathers and two hand axes often worn by Indians at inconspicuous locations around.

"Should we catch those Easterners and kill them directly or send them to Mr. Stanford?"

"I think it's better to kill him directly to avoid trouble!"

Listening to the discussion among his men, the leader Andre couldn't help but shake his head.

It seems that my subordinates still can't get rid of the gangster style they developed in the east.

That Easterner is a fat sheep. I heard he owns a luxurious hotel in San Francisco.

Moreover, the British guy who came with him was also a rich man. According to the information provided by the two unlucky guys he caught, the guy named Barton was the manager of a shipping company.

How could these two fat sheep be directly killed or sent to the Stanford family?

He just collects money to do things, and he is not one of those losers raised by his Stanford family.

If he hadn't just come to the West Coast and needed to do something big to make a name for himself this time, he wouldn't want to get involved in this conspiracy about a lieutenant governor.

But there was no way, it was hard not to be tempted by the things the Stanford family gave them, gangsters like them from the east.

That was after Stanford arranged for them to become Mounted Police.

From a gang member to a mounted police officer, it can be said to be a huge class leap. But the name of Los Angeles sounds very unfamiliar.

But who cares, even if you go to the countryside to work as a mounted policeman, it will be less glamorous than what you are doing now, not to mention that Los Angeles is still a city!

While Andre was deep in thought, there was finally movement on the second floor of the mansion.

A window that had not yet been set on fire was pushed open, and then several quilts were thrown out of the room.

Needless to say what happened next, Andre and his men packed the Lieutenant Governor's family and Patton's family into the carriage he brought, just like picking up garbage.

The Lieutenant Governor and his family were to be sent to the Stanford family, while the Oriental and the British guy... of course found a place to hide and slowly bled out of them.

A gunman watched Andre stuff everyone except the lieutenant governor into another carriage halfway, and couldn't help but ask:

"Boss, will this make Mr. Stanford unhappy?"

Andre glanced at this subordinate, and then asked seemingly casually: "How much did the Stanford family give you?"

"What?" The gunman was stunned for a moment, then showed a little fear on his face, and explained:

"I'm just asking casually. After all, Mr. Stanford's compensation..."

His next words were interrupted by a revolver pressed to his forehead.

Swallowing, looking at Andre with cold eyes, he had no choice but to tell the truth: "The Stanford family promised to let me be the police chief..."

"Sheriff...Tsk, tsk, if you become the chief, will I have to listen to your orders in the future?"

"As expected, none of those capitalists are good people. Please inform us that we will not go to the address given by the Stanford family and will take all the hostages to San Francisco!"

Andre was very decisive. He was already very sensitive to danger, but this time he became more cautious because of his involvement in political events in California.

So after learning that his subordinates had been bribed, he decisively transferred.

They are prepared to wait until the Stanford family fulfills their promise before handing over the lieutenant governor and his family.

As for the Orientals and the British guy, it’s still the same method as before.

Tell the Stanford family that people have been killed by them and quietly make some extra money.

Thinking of this, Andre called over another subordinate and ordered: "You will deal with the two locals we caught in a while. Remember to do it cleanly."

The subordinate said hesitantly: "But they are local gang members. I'm afraid of touching them..."

"What are you afraid of? Can they still chase us to San Francisco to cause trouble for us?"

Andre replied nonchalantly and sent his men away.

Then he took out a small crossbow from his back, pointed it at the subordinate who was bribed before, and said softly: "Remember to pay more if you are bribed in the next life!"

After saying that, he sent the gunman who thought he had escaped death to see God.

The rest of the people were already used to this. There were countless corpses of people trying to betray this group left on the road from the east to the west coast.

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