"Boston, it's confusing..."

The night sky is like washing.

Lorraine leaned against the guardrail on the bow of the ship holding a wine glass, looking forward, but his eyes were out of focus.

Not far away is the prosperous Qianwan Port area, where all kinds of hotels, bars, brothels, gambling houses, and wholesale exchanges gather.

The same is true for the wharf beside the embankment. Dockworkers are busy loading and unloading goods, drunken sailors swaying to identify their ships, and night merchant ships eager to leave the port, shouting out the order to leave the port, in the pilot’s Assist to fall down and exit the berth, and leave the plank road far away.

The restlessness is not seen everywhere. What Boston presents to Lorraine is peace, only prosperity.

This is obviously abnormal.

Even if Lorraine's guess about the current situation was wrong, the freedom fighters in the city had no idea about the two ends of the rat, but Boston is still the center of the storm in the entire northern theater.

A city that will fall into the flames of war at any time is unprepared for war. This drunkenness is not like self-confidence, more like the ugly state of self-paralysis when you can't see hope.

It's a pity that all speculations are speculations, and Lorraine can't judge anything true.

He didn't understand Boston, and even if the intelligence in his hand was integrated, it would not be enough for him to see through the fog that enveloped the city.

"A gun you bought at a big price but you don't use it yourself... And sending another governor to a state capital as a representative, really wouldn't it be seen as a provocation?"

"Anyway... it's only two days. One-third of the people are escorting the boat, and I, Henna, and Wang will each take a flight. There shouldn't be any accidents."

"But why do I still feel uneasy in my heart? Did I miss something? Or did I miss something?"

"It would be great if there was a little more information... Disgusting mysticism, huh!"

Disgusting is disgusting. In fact, Lorraine also knows that there is nothing wrong with the Americans keeping him secret.

He is just a businessman, and a smuggler who is profiteering. I don't know that Boston's secrets will not affect his delivery. Anyway, the Americans have added everything that should be said in the explanation.

No war in Boston...

The route is accessible and not blocked...

There was no intelligence leakage of the British attack on Boston in the short term...

Meet with relevant people of the Continental Army in Qianwan, unload the goods according to his request, and deliver...

The most valuable commodity on the return journey is woven fabrics, but only the rum brewed by the Boston Winery can flow unimpeded in the defense zone of the second formation, because the chief of the fleet is the majority shareholder there...

It must be admitted that the intelligence services provided by the Americans are considerate, although there is almost nothing Lorraine wants and does not know.

Depressed to get rid of the wine, Lorraine saw a carriage coming from the port area and stopped near the Jackdaw. A strange gentleman got out of the car, politely handed a letter to the value star on the deck, said a few words, turned and left.

The star ran over after a short while and forwarded the letter to Lorraine.

"Captain, it is the messenger of Mr. Jefferson in the morning. He stated that the Qing Church will hold a rally at the Old North Church in the morning. Their Mr. Chairman hopes to meet with you. This is an invitation."

"Chairman? Isn't it the bishop?"

"The messenger is really talking about the chairman."

"Could it be that... I misunderstood?" Lorraine rubbed his chin, lost in thought.

...

Lorraine is a heretic, Edward is not.

This kind of disguise of faith is difficult to understand in this era, so even Hina and Carmen have a lot to say about Lorraine's choice, and occasionally call him a "false believer."

False believers in God’s faith are a very serious accusation. Even if the power of the church has long since fallen, they will still be rejected and alienated by God’s believers.

But Lorraine was a false believer in the ancestral beliefs, and this question suddenly became subtle.

Is false belief a sin? Or is it the gospel?

In any case, Edward became a Catholic. Similar to most speculative businessmen, his faith is not pious, but he often speaks of fanaticism.

Early the next morning, Lorraine had breakfast on the boat, had early tea, and then waited vigorously until about ten, and finally waited for Jefferson's carriage.

The tall governor smiled and waved to Lorraine in the car. Lorraine took the stub and top hat from Carmen, took care of it, and boarded the car.

The official name of the Old North Church is Boston Christian Church. It is located at No. 193 Salem Street in the North District, near Cop Mountain among the three mountains in the North District.

It was built in 1723 and is the oldest church in Boston. The spire is 59 meters high and the tallest building in the city.

It was also linked to the War of Independence because of a good story, and it has since been recorded on the title page of American history. People have recited the legend and respected this church as the [Starting Point of the American Freedom Road].

This is what Jefferson said to Lorraine along the way.

Like every good politician, Jefferson had good materials and rich knowledge. He was like a tour guide on the carriage to educate him, blowing away the dullness along the way, and making Lorraine live in great interest.

Just like this time, the topic stopped just right, which easily aroused Lorraine's interest.

Lorraine stroked the round ruby ​​at the tip of the scepter, and asked with a smile: "Since it is called the starting point of the freedom road, can it be said that this church is related to an incident in the War of Independence? Is it the tea-pouring incident? Or the first shot. ?"

"It's Lexington's gunshot." Jefferson explained proudly, "The Tea Drinking Incident is great, but it started in the Old South Fairground, and it can only be regarded as an inducement. The Battle of Lexington is the real starting point of the War of Independence. "

Lorraine put on a listening posture.

"April 18, 1975, that was an extremely important day for each of us. The British planned to go to Concord to collect our ammunition depot, and that night, it was our meticulous and meticulous Mr. Paul Revere. Value star." Jin Yong Chinese

"Mr. Revere is an excellent military officer with a strong sense of responsibility, execution and determination second to none."

"In order to transmit military information better and faster, he designed an early warning light signal, that is, using the height of the church spire to notify Charles Town on the other side of the river, and then use the fast horse to notify Lexington and Concord, so that the British will be in Boston. Nowhere to hide."

"One lamp is the army, and two lamps are the navy." Jefferson said this line in an aria. "It has become the Charge of the War of Independence, and no one in the United States knows it."

"I've heard this story about Mr. Revere's midnight ride." Lorraine also had respect on his face. "That night, he and his cavalry team rode for hundreds of kilometers on the dark mountain road, rushing ahead of the British. The news spread all over Boston, even to Lexington and Concord, so you can use the most adequate preparation to win the good start, the battle of Lexington and Concord, the first battle of the War of Independence, right? "

Jefferson nodded solemnly: "Yes, Mr. Revere is a hero of the United States."

"Where did the hero go? I mean, I didn't seem to see his name on any occasion."

"If you want to see him, you will get what you want today."

Jefferson gave a mysterious laugh, making Lorraine a blank face.

"sorry, I dont understand……"

"Mr. Revere is an excellent soldier who has nothing to do with politics. After becoming famous, he joined the Continental Army and became a colonel. As a hero, he continued to lead the Americans against Britain. Until two months ago, Penobscott At the end of the expedition, he took off his military uniform at the invitation of Massachusetts, regained his old career, and assisted the Qing church in forming a new civilian army as a silversmith."

Lorraine was shocked to hear from ear to ear: "You mean the cargo on my ship..."

"It's used to arm his soldiers. There are three regiments in total, which are the Momentary Militia regiment."

"He will also come to the assembly of the Old North Church today?"

"The full name of this corps is the Northern Boston Corps, the designation Saint. Of course Mr. Revere, who is the commander of her regiment, will come. And not only will he be there, but also the Liberty Son Corps of the Central Boston Corps, the Pioneer Corps of the Southern Boston Corps, Generals from the Bunker Hill Garrison of the Continental Army and the Charles River Formation of the Navy will attend the ceremony. Today is a gathering of all the armed forces in Boston."

"It feels... flattered." Lorraine was a bit nerdy for a while.

Compared to being invited to participate in such an important rally, he was actually even more shocked? Boston's civilian armed forces were actually exaggerated to this point. Not only were they large in number, they were also different from each other.

This kind of free-range military organization model can be a weird thing, even if they all accept the leadership of the state government in name.

Are you strong and weak?

Lorraine frowned: "Mr. Governor, please let me take the liberty to ask, what exactly is the Qing Church?"

"You want to ask about her nature? Is it a legal religious group? Is it related to the state capital?"

"Yes."

"This..." Jefferson considered for a moment. "Although the basic structure of the Qing church was born out of the Anglican Church, and the president was also the bishop of the Massachusetts diocese, she was not a religious organization, but a common religious organization in Boston. Civic Ethics Pact. She serves the citizens and is also responsible to the state assembly."

"Responsible to the State Assembly?" Lorraine vaguely felt that he had caught the key. "Then the other militia..."

Bang!

The sudden gunfire interrupted Lorraine's inspiration, and the carriage stopped abruptly, and the chaotic footsteps and people's screams poured in from far to near.

Lorraine saw Jefferson's guards gathered, and they skillfully formed a spindle and surrounded the carriage, without disturbing anyone.

I saw the rider rushing towards the direction of the gunfire, and after a while he turned back.

"report!"

Jefferson's face was gloomy: "How's the situation?"

"The two captains of the Saints Regiment who will be named today were attacked. One died and the other was wounded. All three of the attackers were killed... all blacks."

"Black people..." Jefferson groaned for a moment, "Raise your vigilance and continue on your way."

"Yes, sir!"

The carriage restarted, and Lorraine stroked the jewel of the scepter thoughtfully.

"Mr. Governor, did the assassination happen just now?"

"Yes."

"Is it common?"

"...This time, yes."

"Any clue?"

"Although the source has not been found... but some clues have been identified, such as the worker community in the Southern District."

"Worker community?"

"The capitalists in the Southern District gave them a certain degree of freedom and wealth in order to make slaves work harder~lightnovelpub.net~. The workers' community is the settlement of those free slaves. This is nothing."

"But last time, the Martinique slave riots. After the riots were suppressed, there were a lot of cheap and high-quality slaves on the market. I dare not ask for them in other places, except for the smart southern gentlemen..."

"Then the law and order in Boston became corrupted?" Lorraine asked.

Jefferson sighed and nodded.

"There are workshops in the southern district that make guns, and these restless slaves have weapons. The southern district abolishes slave registration so that these attackers can hide their identities. Freedom of movement prevents these dangerous elements from being supervised, and their targets It seems that it is all white people, which makes it impossible for our tracing to establish a targeted direction..."

"It's tricky," Lorraine said with emotion.

"Yeah... those short-sighted fools seem to have forgotten Le Francois. If the situation is allowed to go on, they will become victims sooner or later, and no one will be spared..."

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