Qianlong: Qing Dynasty?What about my Daqing?

Chapter 413 Slaves who don’t want to be slave owners are not good slaves

Zhu Yixin was dressed in military uniform and had a stern face.

He looks like a completely serious version of Emperor Zhu.

"Retire without courtesy."

He waved his hand and motioned for everyone to get up.

After arriving at Jinshan Protectorate.

He began a series of inspections of the Jinshan Protectorate - if nothing else happened, the Jinshan Protectorate would be the core territory of his New Qin Kingdom.

But after some investigation.

Zhu Yixin was not very satisfied with this place.

What he valued more was the Great Lakes region on the east coast of the New World.

Surrounding the large lake, there are steel, coal, and ports.

Compared to there.

This Jinshan Protectorate seems to be very petty.

Also.

Zhu Yixin knows it very well.

Although in his generation, there must be a certain respect between brothers and sisters, and the kingdoms entrusted by the Ming Dynasty in North America will most likely not attack each other when his father and his eldest brother are emperors.

But
In the future, that may not be the case.

and so.

The initial position for establishing the New Qin Kingdom is very important.

Although Jinshan is good.

But it faces the ocean to the west and mountains to the east.

Too much self-preservation but not enough progress.

Instead, it’s the Great Lakes region.

It has abundant water resources, rich mineral resources and convenient transportation.

That is the true foundation of Wang Ba.

and so.

After coming to Jinshan.

Zhu Yixin did not follow the plan and renamed Jinshan "New Xianyang".

Instead, he shelved his plan to establish a new Qin State and instead focused on military expansion and war preparations - the territory he valued was in the hands of the Americans.

"Why are there still black people?!"

Zhu Yixin saw Jie Ke in the crowd at a glance.

Among a large group of yellow men there was a big, dark man.

It's hard not to be noticed.

"Your Highness, I am not black, I am Chinese!"

Jie Ke said loudly immediately.

"Grandma Caomin is from the Sioux tribe, and the younger one is at least a quarter of the Yin Shang ancestry!!"

Zhu Yixin frowned slightly.

This black guy is quite brave.

"If you are a Chinese, first look at your bloodline, and secondly look at your appearance. You look like a black man, how can you be said to be Chinese?"

Zhu Yixin waved his hand and said.

"I'm tanned, Your Highness, I'm really tanned, I turn out to be very white!"

Jie Ke hurriedly knelt down and said loudly.

"Why do you want to be Chinese?"

"This." Jie Ke rolled his eyes.

'If this big black man dares to deceive me, I will castrate him! '

Zhu Yixin went straight forward, Da Ma Jin Dao sat on a chair, and the guards around him all had sharp eyes.

Under such pressure.

Jie Ke had no choice but to speak his mind honestly.

"Because when you are Chinese, you can get land!"

He said.

"Oh?"

Zhu Yixin showed an interested look.

It is naturally impossible for Zhu Yixin in Jinshan not to know about the actions of the Americans.

The other party came up with a [Black Liberation Act].

Plans to trick more than 100 million black slaves into going to the battlefield as cannon fodder.

"Where are you from?"

"I'm from Montgomery, and I worked as a nigger on a farm."

"Black?"

Zhu Yixin looked at a civil servant wearing a red robe next to him.

Lin Zexu, who is now the magistrate of Jinshan Prefecture, said hurriedly: "Your Highness, the so-called blacks are blacks specially used for breeding."

"Specialized for breeding?"

Zhu Yixin had not had much contact with black slaves, so he did not know much about these things. "Then you're a guy who plays songs every night."

"Yeah, I can't stand it." Jie Ke is indeed a black man, almost seven feet tall (in the new Ming system, one square foot = 30 centimeters).

He did the seed.

The descendants will certainly not be any shorter.

Farmers in the American South used their experience in managing horses to manage black people.

Most black people do not have the right to reproduce freely.

Slave owners would select strong and tall black men to breed with equally strong and tall black women.

and so.

Black people who can leave descendants.

Basically they are all very tall and strong.

Otherwise why.

The native black people in West Africa and East Africa in later generations were all so short and thin.

But black people in the United States and the Caribbean are so tall and strong.

There are many athletes.

This naturally stems from the initial selective breeding - the black people who were able to endure the harsh environment of the slave ships and came to America were in good health.

In addition, slave owners selectively breed animals like livestock.

So although North American blacks and West African blacks are basically the same ethnic group.

But one of the reasons why there is such a big gap in athletic ability between the two sides.

"I found a chance to escape one day, but in the United States, escaped black slaves were hanged if caught, so I ended up at the Jinshan Protectorate."

Jieke said.

"You have traveled thousands of miles alone, you must be quite capable." Zhu Yixin nodded slightly, "You are also good at learning Chinese."

"Yeah, Chinese is so difficult to learn. It took me three months to learn it."

Jieke said.

Zhu Yixin and Lin Zexu looked at each other.

Learned a new language in three months.

real or fake?

Is this big black guy still a genius?
"Where do you get your Sioux blood?"

"Well." Jieke quietly looked at the serious-faced Chinese king, "I do have Indian blood, but it's not from the Sioux tribe, but from the Albanian tribe."

"Al clan?"

"It's from the Aztecs."

Zhu Yixin nodded.

This big black guy is quite a talent.

Strong mobility and good learning ability.

The United States on the other side is ready to arm black people.

Although Zhu Yixin doesn't think the black army's combat effectiveness is very strong.

But the large number of black cannon fodder is still quite troublesome.

He tapped his fingers slightly on the armrest of the chair.

Everyone present did not dare to express their anger.

This His Highness the King of Qin looks so much like the portraits of Emperor Guangfu in various yamen.

He had a straight face.

It's as if the Guangfu Emperor is right in front of you.

Plus a lot of people have heard about it.His Highness the King of Qin grew up receiving military education and attended a military academy.

He looks like a soldier in the new era of Ming Dynasty.

I don't like people who flatter and boast.

"Whether you can take the exam to enter China is a big deal. There seems to be some loopholes in the exam to enter China, but this loophole has nothing to do with me. I will just report it to the imperial court and let the princes of the imperial court make the decision."

Zhu Yixin stood up.

"Before this, you big black guy can't take this exam."

Jie Ke's face darkened.

"But don't you just want to get the land? Be loyal to me, and I can promise that you, Jack, will become a farmer in the future."

"Can I own slaves?"

Jieke's eyes lit up.

"As long as you don't make the subjects of Ming Dynasty and the Chinese race of China into slaves, you can do whatever you want!"

Zhu Yixin is not an abolitionist.

He didn't care about the slave owner's dream of this former black slave.

He wanted to make slaves, black or white.

It has nothing to do with him.

What he really cares about is how to make full use of the human resources in the North American continent.

Black people are naturally one of them. (End of chapter)

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