Dominate the Country

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The first round of negotiations did not take long. This meeting + negotiation was more of an exchange of general opinions between the two sides.

Although Watson knew that when the next negotiation started, none of the Chinese political giants he met in the Qianqing Palace today would show up, but there was nothing he could do about it.

China could not let a prime minister come to negotiate with a small envoy in person.

The leader of the Chinese negotiation team was Huang Song. He and Watson were the real opponents and would discuss the details of the issues of concern to both sides in detail.

When Chen Ming returned to the harem, Li Xiaomei immediately gestured and chattered excitedly in front of him with an expression of seeing a monster, which really made him want to laugh.

"It seems that the envoy's wife's dress scared the real queen."

But in fact, what is the difference between the low-cut dress of Westerners and the dress of noble ladies in the Tang Dynasty? In Chen Ming's eyes, there is no big difference. The most impressive thing is the weapon on the chest, uh...

"It's immoral!"

Li Xiaomei would not admit that she was really scared. Now she thought of the white spot on Mrs. Watson's chest, and her face couldn't help but flush.

"Haha, what's the big deal. Doesn't North Korea still have breast-revealing clothes?"

This was reported by the Han army stationed in North Korea, which scared Chen Ming. Now the North Korean government has ordered a ban on all breast-revealing clothes. Chen Ming couldn't believe it after receiving the news. Influenced by Confucianism for thousands of years, North Korea, which claims to be a small China, actually has breast-revealing clothes among the people? ? ? It's jaw-dropping.

In the end, thinking about it, it is indeed not impossible. The two-class nobles in North Korea never treated the lower-class untouchables as anything like themselves.

In the evening, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs hosted a banquet for Watson and his party. At the banquet, Watson himself expressed his obsession with the clipper bow, and Huang Song, who came forward, agreed to it and said that all the information would be sent to the British Embassy the next day.

Since the British are obsessed with the clipper bow, let them build it themselves and experience it for themselves. Without the rocket, the combat effectiveness of the clipper bow warship dropped by two or three levels.

Or maybe the British are confident that they can correct the bad habits of the clipper bow, or that they can come up with new tricks? Who cares.

The negotiations between China and Britain came to an end. Two days after the first meeting, they had another "date". This made Perrier, who had been paying close attention, feel like he was being put on the fire. The people he sent out reported that the British were in a very optimistic mental state, which made him anxious.

Under the surveillance of the National Security Bureau, Chen Ming clearly "saw" that in the next few days, the ambassadors of many European countries, led by France, were like flies isolated from the rotten meat by the screen, contacting again and again, looking for opportunities to pass through this screen.

"Your Majesty, Perrier is anxious. He sent a message to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, asking our court to consider carefully and not to be swayed by interests and make decisions with the British that threaten and damage French interests. In order to show sincerity, he is willing to withdraw French forces from Guangnan first."

"Ha, is this going to give up the layout of Guangnan?"

Chen Ming was slightly surprised, and at the same time shocked by Perrier. This guy is quite courageous.

The French have been unwavering in their series of actions in Guangnan since the outbreak of the North American War. In addition, the Guangnan Army has been suppressed by the Tây Sơn Army many times on the battlefield. Obviously, the national power has declined, but the French are still unwaveringly supporting them. It can be seen that the person who masterminded all this is an absolutely powerful figure in French politics. Louis XVI, who has ascended the throne of France, is the biggest suspect.

The attitude of the bigwigs is not something that Perrier can deny if he wants to. The resolution of Paris is not something that he, a former East India Company representative who has been promoted to an ambassador, can resist. Now Perrier uses Guangnan as a "bridge of friendship". For him personally, this sincerity is not small.

"Drag it for two days. Pass this news to Watson. We need all the information about Burma in their hands."

The latter is a tropical rainforest area with complex terrain. In recent years, relying on the investigation of Burma by Siam and Shan chieftains, China has learned a lot about Burma, as well as the mountains and rivers, but when the war really comes, these understandings are far from being "clear". Especially the equipment of the Burmese army's hot weapons.

"Send a pigeon to Guangdong to let the Nanyang Navy contact Guangnan quickly. Tell them that the French have let go of Guangnan, and Guangnan is at the end of its rope. As long as the Nguyen family is willing to submit, I will confer Nguyen Phuc Chun as the Duke of the State."

"Let the Nanyang Navy pay attention to the movements of the Tây Sơn Army. If Nguyen Van Yue wants to pick the fruit, he will be resolutely knocked back."

What is the population of Annan now? Less than four million. The continuous wars have caused many civilians to lose their lives, and more people have fled to neighboring countries, including Hongji City.

China has also introduced many women from Vietnam to marry bachelors who immigrated to Nanyang. Vietnamese men are lazy, love leisure and hate work, and are just like Nanyang monkeys. But Vietnamese women are pretty good, although many of them look a bit like that, with huge faces, protruding cheekbones, slightly sunken eyes, flat and wide noses, thick and protruding lips, dark skin, small stature, and short chins. There are a lot of shortcomings, but Vietnamese women are quite hardworking. For some people who can't get married, this is enough.

No matter what the reason is, whether it is due to customs and culture, or because there is a real problem with human genes, anyway, hard work and perseverance are enough.

Paying money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other hand, when the war swept through the entire territory of Annan, China's slave trade quickly expanded to Annan since North Korea opened the source of evil. Just like many Korean slaves were 'trafficked' by the Korean aristocratic army, so was Annan.

Guangnan, Beizheng and Xishan armies, the three local forces in Annan, which one has not done this?

Vietnam now has a population of at most three to four million, and it is very likely that it will not reach 3.5 million. If these populations are gathered together, they will still be a considerable force. For example, the populations of Siam and Myanmar are less than this number. But in Annan, the population of less than four million is scattered among four forces.

Even among them, the Xishan Army and Beizheng Army, which have the largest population base, only have 30,000 to 40,000 troops. The overall size of their respective armies has generally dropped to the level of 100,000 people.

A large number of young people died in the war. The war also destroyed Annan's economy and agriculture. It also produced many widows and unmarried adult women in Annan. These people were caught and sold. Although it was sinful, they were owned by one party and owned by the other party. What you want.

The French's 'sincerity' gave Chen Ming the moment to close the net.

The dying Guangnan Kingdom is now desperate. When the French cut off its support, it will be a matter of time before the Guangnan Kingdom will perish under the attack of the Xishan Army. If Chen Han steps in at this time, the rewards will be far greater than the sacrifices.

That's how strange things are!

While Chen Ming was paying close attention to the negotiations with the British, the French unexpectedly sent a gift.

"Crack."

After receiving the 'secret news', the ambassador of Guangnan Kingdom in Beijing was so panicked that he knocked all the tea cups on the table to the ground. But at this time, he had absolutely no intention of looking at whether the tea stains had stained the carpet, nor did he become furious and angry. Instead, he was trembling like a frightened child.

God, what was the news he just 'bought'? Is this true?

Song Fuhe simply could not imagine how many more days Guangnan Kingdom could survive the Xishan Army's offensive after losing the support of the French.

The guns and artillery that the latter often transported from Manila were Guangnan's life supply line.

It was clearly a bright summer day outside, but Song Fuhe felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, with no light from the sun and the moon.

The rebellious Tay Son Army spent a lot of effort to communicate with France about money and interests, but in the end they failed to negotiate; Nguyen Van Hui also sent his water bandits to sneak attacks, but to no avail.

The Chinese were cleaning up pirates in the Halong Bay area, and a large number of Annan pirates rushed to the south, either attached to the Tay Son Army or to the Quang Nam Kingdom. On both sides were rotten peaches versus rotten pears, half a catty versus eight taels, a very even fight.

But the 'corner' that was dug over and over again by the Xishan Army with hoes has not collapsed. Now just because of a 'guessing'...

Is this the tragedy of a small country?

Song Fuhe finally calmed down, but his mind was spinning over and over again, and he couldn't think of a suitable solution.

If Guangnan Kingdom wants to be supported now, it must have external support.

The French have withdrawn their hands, and the Chinese have not extended their hands. Who should he go to? Should we go to Phnom Penh or Siam?

A thunderbolt hit Song Fuhe on a sunny day, and he was so dizzy that he didn't know what to do.

Soon, after receiving the news, Counselor Ruan Wenjing of the embassy came to the office with a livid face. The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere in the office was as cold as ice.

Although they have not yet gone to see the French embassy, ​​the person who sold them the information is absolutely trustworthy, so there will be no mistakes. Song Fuhe did not immediately run to the French, but Song Fuhe wanted to retain a little hope in his heart.

“Is Guangnan going to be finished?”

Song Fuhe was about to cry.

Time passed by for half an hour. The two of them smoked out one cigarette after another in a dull manner, and the office was filled with smoke. Song Fuhe finally stood up and said, "Let's go. Go to the French. Whether it's life or death, let's have fun."

During the short period of sitting there, Song Fuhe found that he felt extremely uncomfortable inside. The endless distractions and terrifying thoughts were like a millstone, grinding his entire heart into minced meat.

As for the Xishan Military Embassy, ​​which is some distance away from the Guangnan State Embassy, ​​Jiao Fulu, the Chinese ambassador of the Xishan Army in Nanjing, was so happy that he almost jumped up.

"Hahaha, Lord, there is hope for a great cause, there is hope for a great cause."

Nan Ruan does not have the support of the French, and no one thinks that Ruan Fuchun can sustain it for long. Although Ruan Fuchun has chopped off a lot of heads of Zhang Fuluan and his party members, the military and political affairs of Guangnan Kingdom have remained the same darkness in the past two years.

Then Du Renqing, Zhu Wenjie and others will develop into Panzhen. Nguyen Phuc Chun was still living in the harem, drinking and having fun.

"Go immediately and watch Song Fuhe's every move."

Jiao Fulu is the leader of the Xishan Army. He is the son of Jiao Xian, a native of Mingxiang, Ruan Wenyue's teacher who has now moved to Xishan. Not only does he deeply trust Ruan Wenyue, he also has a good relationship with Ruan Wenhui, another big boss of the Xishan Army, and he is familiar with China. He is well-educated and can speak fluent Chinese, which makes him a perfect candidate to be an envoy in Nanjing.

Jiao Fulu has been in Nanjing for a year and a half as of today.

Song Fuhe and Ruan Wenjing walked out of the French Embassy dejectedly. The Gallic Rooster's ruthlessness left no trace left. Perrier himself was willing to bear such a big responsibility, how could he be moved by Song Fuhe's few cries? The final result was exactly what Song Fuhe expected when he arrived.

After walking out of the French Embassy, ​​Song Fuhe stood on the busy Shangguan Street Avenue, but felt as if he was in a quiet primeval forest deep in the valley.

The sun in Nanjing in May is already very hot. It shines on the body and makes people sweat in a short time. But Song Fuhe only felt a coldness that was about to freeze his whole body.

"Oh, look, look. What do I see?"

Jiao Fulu's familiar voice suddenly rang in Song Fuhe's ears. As sworn enemies, they were very familiar with each other.

"An old dog, an old dog with no home to return to."

Jiao Fulu stepped out of the carriage and walked step by step in front of Song Fuhe and Ruan Wenjing with a victorious smile. He looked so proud at the moment, and his eyes were so contemptuous.

"A lost dog. Without the French, Nguyen Phuc Chun's head will be chopped off by my king within the next year."

Standing in front of a depressed enemy and showing off his superiority, Jiao Fulu felt a sincere feeling of relief. Just like what the tabloid said, drinking a bowl of ice water in the dog days of summer makes me feel so good.

Jiao Fulu looked at Song Fuhe as if he were slaughtering pigs and sheep. Although this incompetent man had no ability at all, he was not without any value. Song Fuhe, who had served as the ambassador of Guangnan since the establishment of the Guangnan embassy in Nanjing, was much more valuable in terms of intelligence than Nguyen Van Canh next to him.

Jiao Fulu, who already regarded Guangnan Kingdom as a dead man, still wanted to squeeze out the last bit of value from Song Fuhe. Everything was settled when these two people walked out of the French Embassy in despair!

Song Fuhe smiled miserably.

"Yeah, I'm just a homeless old dog." This metaphor reminded him of his ancestor.

"There is someone at the east gate. His chin is like Yao's, his neck is like Gao Tao, and his shoulders are like Zi Chan. However, his head is not three inches lower than Yu's. He is as tired as a dog that has lost its home."

Confucius smiled happily and said: "The shape is the end. But it looks like a bereaved dog. Yes! Yes!"

This is a period that every Confucian disciple goes through.

The old master was in a miserable state at that time, but he still had disciples and his own reputation.

What about Nanguang now? It's just an old dog without its owner. And there is nothing left.

Not to mention the surrounding areas in the country, even in the city of Nanjing, the reputation of Guangnan Country is terrible. It is a great misfortune for Guangnan to meet a master like Nguyen Phuc Chun.

"However, even if the country is about to perish, there is still loyalty."

The endless anger aroused Song Fu's dissatisfaction due to the indifference of the French. He grabbed Jiao Fulu, raised his fist, and punched Jiao Fulu's front frame.

With a cry of pain, "Ouch", Jiao Fulu fell to the ground, and then Song Fuhe pounced on him, raised his fist and hit him again. Ruan Wenjing, who was beside him, hadn't even come back to his senses...

"Oh, God."

Perrier, standing behind the second-floor window screen, closed his eyes. It was hard to imagine that Song Fuhe, who had always been respectful in front of him, could burst out with such "mighty power" at this moment.

"Quick, pull them away."

Pushing open the window, Perrier shouted to the two guards at the embassy door.

As a gathering place for foreign embassies in China, Shangguan Street has the best police force in Nanjing. Soon the farce in front of the French embassy attracted the police's attention. Whistles sounded and the group fight was quickly suppressed. .

When the policemen saw Song Fu being pulled away and half of his bloody ear spit out from his mouth, everyone cast an "admiring" look at the envoy of the Guangnan Kingdom, who had an average reputation among the people. Regardless of how messy Guangnan was, Song Fuhe was still bloody enough.

Jiao Fulu's screams resounded throughout Shangguan Street.

It didn't take long for the entire Merchant Street to hear about the scene that happened in front of the French Embassy, ​​and then the entire city of Nanjing.

This sudden and unexpected incident gave Song Fuhe, a guy who was definitely mediocre and incompetent in many people's minds, a "new look" in his image. At least this person still has the courage to fight, which is much better than the water being too cold.

Continuous and unconscious state propaganda is very capable of changing people's perceptions.

Today's Chinese people, the image of Confucianism in many people's minds is fixed on the image of a weak scholar who can't lift his shoulders or lift his hands. Just like Jiao Fulu who was beaten up by Song Fuhe, suddenly a 'man' appeared, which was very disappointing. People are pleasantly surprised.