Chapter 1 The eventful spring
"Without overseas Chinese, it is almost impossible for East India to achieve brilliant achievements, provide rich materials and create a happy life."
"Bacheng sent Dutch file"
The history of China's immigration to Southeast Asia can be traced back to the Han Dynasty. In the Qing Dynasty, Fujian and the southeast coastal areas were narrow and densely populated, and the surplus labor force had nowhere to settle down. At this time, the Nanyang was vast and sparsely populated and rich in resources. Some people who can't make a living have crossed the sea to make a living in the South China. The largest number of South China residents who went to sea in the early Qing Dynasty went to various parts of Java.
In the 20th century, after hundreds of years of blood and tears, although there are nearly five million overseas Chinese in Nanyang, these overseas Chinese also have another alias - the Abandoned People of the Heavenly...
For the Dutch East Indies and overseas Chinese, this is their former name. Although the Qing Dynasty later began to manage overseas Chinese affairs under the pressure of the great powers, for the Manchu Qing Dynasty, in their eyes, they may not be able to regard overseas Chinese as abandoning the people in order to introduce overseas Chinese capital or "sell titles", but for the Manchu Qing Dynasty Qing said that it was impossible for him to offend foreign powers for the benefit of "abandonment of the people". Overseas Chinese were like sheep. Only when they needed wool would Man Qing Dynasty think of these abandoned people.
After the restoration, in the face of millions of overseas Chinese in Nanyang, the ruling axe not only established the Ministry of Overseas Chinese Affairs, but also sent staff to invest in the construction of Chinese schools to provide free teaching materials and free education for the children of overseas Chinese. It is this effort that Nanyang overseas Chinese felt the warmth from the motherland for the first time.
Their return was extremely direct. The young people of Nanyang expressed their love for the motherland with their own blood. Thousands of overseas Chinese returned to the army. Their fathers expressed their love for the motherland in another way. The money saved by the Ministry of Overseas Chinese became a national defense bond.
After the restoration of the whole country, no one is more looking forward to the establishment of the country than the overseas Chinese in Nanyang. After the consulate participated in the voting, and after the end of the national election, the overseas Chinese in Nanyang are also anxious and looking forward to the establishment of the empire. For them, the emperor's accession to the throne, they have more expectations.
Nearly five million overseas Chinese are looking forward to this "people as people" motherland, which can fight for a little bit of power as a person for them.
On the fourth day of the first lunar month, this day is the fourth day after the Chinese New Year, and it is also the day when the emperor of the Chinese Empire ascended the throne. On the day of the establishment of the empire, all Chinese people all over the world rejoice. This day is destined to be different from usual in every city where Chinese people live in the Dutch East India.
The North District of Surasui City is the name of the city and the Chinese who developed it. Given that this place is the gathering place of four rivers, it is called Suras.
On the Golden River, this is the earliest Chinatown formed in Nanyang. On the fourth day of the first lunar month, early in the morning, in front of the Confucius Temple in Chinatown, tens of thousands of overseas Chinese and old people wore sampled Han clothes, and young people wore new clothes and held a rally in front of the Confucius Temple. At this time, the Chinatown was full of blue, yellow and red flags, which was as hot as the Spring Festival. Noisy.
At the telegraph office in Chinatown, Xie Ziqin and his classmates waited in front of the telegraph window. They were waiting for the telegram from China. After His Majesty ascended the throne, they would immediately light the firecrackers outside the telegraph office to celebrate His Majesty's accession to the throne.
Suddenly, the receiver made a click. With this sound, the Chinese telegraph operator in the telegraph bureau read it there.
"...Chen Moran, the ruler, ascended the throne as the emperor of the Chinese Empire at 9: 9 a.m...."
"Long live!"
The cheers came out of Xie Ziqin and others. They shouted long live and rushed out of the telegraph office
"Your Majesty has ascended the throne! The empire is established!"
In this cheer, the young man who had been waiting next to the firecrackers hurriedly lighted the firecrackers, first a string, then the whole Chinatown, the whole Surat, instantly shrouded in the smoke of firecrackers.
"Long live the emperor!"
"Long live the Chinese Empire!"
The shouts of various dialects resounded in the Chinatown on the Golden River. Lion dances and cannons were fired. People celebrated the establishment of the empire and the accession of His Majesty to the throne as if they were celebrating the New Year.
Not only in the Chinatown on the Yellow River, but also in front of thousands of Chinese shops in Suragiishui City, the "China Flag" was planted at this time. When they saw foreigners and indigenous patrols and overseas Chinese who were bent down, they straightened their backs in front of them for the first time. They believed that with the accession of His Majesty and the establishment of the empire, they were absolutely I won't be bullied like a motherless child like in the past.
The sound of firecrackers and cheers continued to spread from the outside to the mayor's office of the municipal axe in Surashui, and the mayor of Mingke in the office frowned from time to time.
"Mr. Mayor, we have an obligation to remind those Chinese people who are the masters here!"
Police Chief Silps looked at the mayor and said.
"I have informed the Chinese Chamber of Commerce not to gather and celebrate, but how did they answer me?"
Mink walked to the window and looked at the blue, yellow and red tricolor flags all over the street. At this time, Suragisa was still a city in the Dutch East India. He was simply a Chinese city.
"They answered me in this way, Major Howard, what do you think?"
"Mr. Mayor, I agree with Director Silps. We must remind these Chinese that this is Surpass in the Dutch East Indies! My troops can leave at any time!"
Major Howard stood up and replied that he was the commander of the Fourth Infantry Regiment of the East India Corps.
"Okay! Howard and Silps, let's do it like this! Go and tell those crazy Chinese people to go back to their stores. Their gatherings are illegal,"
"What if they refuse?"
"Remajor Howard, the rifle in your hand is not a wooden stick of the indigenous people!"
The whole Suragisi, the whole Nanyang, whether it is those indigenous people or Europeans who are pale and not suitable to live in the tropics, none of them have witnessed such Chinese, a group of Chinese trapped in an unprecedented carnival, why are they so happy, perhaps as they expected.
"The rivers and mountains of the motherland have been restored, and the powerful fingers of Tangshan are just around the corner. They no longer have to be angry with foreigners!"
Sui City has never been submerged in the sea of people as it is today. The streets of Surqua City have been swallowed up by overseas Chinese cheering long live the emperor and empire. At this time, Surya is like the environment he is in. This tropical city is really boiling.
Xie Ziqin, who followed the crowd, shouted with people over and over again.
"Long live the Chinese Empire!"
At this time, he couldn't help thinking about something.
"The chains are opened one by one around me, today or tomorrow."
He still remembers that in his childhood, he was kicked out of the street by a Dutch primary school student. He even continued to fantasize.
"No one dares to treat me like this anymore, today or tomorrow."
Around him, he can no longer see the poor and rich. At this cheering rally, there is no difference between the rich and the poor. They are all the same. They are all citizens of the Chinese Empire. Like all citizens of the empire, they sent His Majesty to the throne, their emperor, the emperor of the Chinese emperor.
Looking around, there are a group of happy people everywhere. They hug and shout at each other, and bless their own country and their emperors with their shouts.
"It's as if these people suddenly found their own home."
On the roadside, a foreign lady with a flower umbrella thought so. In fact, this is also the appearance of many foreigners. They never thought that overnight, these people who seemed to have no motherland would find their own home and their own motherland.
Su Ayun, a 16-year-old female student, and the young man in Surabage City, on this day, she really had a feeling for the first time. She feels that she is as integrated as the country." In the past, in the face of all kinds of injustices, she once asked herself, if she was Chinese, where is China?
She didn't get the answer, because China doesn't exist, just like they don't call themselves Qing people, but Tang people. They have a motherland, and they don't have a motherland, but what about today? Like everyone around her, she found her motherland, not the teacher in the classroom telling her "You are Chinese!", but from the bottom of her heart.
She remembered a poem she had learned in a Dutch school and read it silently.
"How good it should be to live in this dawn, just as youth is heaven."
When the poem was finished, Su Ayun saw a group of people, a group of people who should not appear here.
In this boiling street, a row of soldiers and police with live ammunition suddenly appeared. In addition to Dutch officers and police officers, the indigenous policemen with batons in the front row and the indigenous soldiers of the colonial regiment with rifles in the back row. When they looked at these Chinese people, the jealousy in their eyes was inexcusable. This jealousy showed a trace of bloodthirsty cruelty on their faces.
"With the power given to me by the Queen of the Netherlands, I ask you to disband the assembly immediately and go back to where you should go!"
William? Officer Curtis shouted at the Chinese people waving the national flag, and the people who were cheering ignored him, not to mention that not everyone could understand what he was saying.
"Sir, do you say that we have no right to celebrate the emperor's accession to the throne here?"
Su Ayun, dressed in a Chinese dress, answered the Dutch police in Dutch, and then she said it in the Mandarin she learned in school.
"Yes! We are Chinese, don't Chinese people have the right to celebrate the establishment of their own country?
There were bursts of roaring scolding in the crowd, and this wave of scolding only made William? Curtis and several other officers couldn't help taking a few steps back. When the indigenous policemen and soldiers saw this scene, they couldn't help laughing.
"Gick them and drive them back to their pigsty!"
The gunfire sounded on the streets of Surya. The bullet hit Su Ayun's body at the first time. When she fell, she saw the national flag she was dancing slowly falling on her body. When her consciousness dissipated, she heard a scream...
(to be continued)