Just when Xiao Letian was struggling, Pierre pushed open the door and barged in. He closed his mouth tightly and said nothing. He just pressed his back against the hatch and waved to Xiao Letian desperately and shook his head.
It took him a long time to whisper in Xiao Letian's ear, "Sir, you can't leave anymore. You can never go back to East Asia. The French want your life, and the British are trying to get you both ways. Think about it, if Molière's fleet doesn't have How dare they choose siege tactics for logistical supplies? It’s only because the British didn’t intervene.”
"The British have always hedged their bets. The Derby Prime Minister's bet in Europe is tilted towards you, but the British governors in Asia have not seen your power in Europe, and their bets are still tilted towards the French."
"Not to mention that there is a Russia in the north that is eyeing you. Didn't you say, my lord, that the Russians' strategic goal is to go south, go south, and go south again? They just want warm land and ports. In their eyes, you are the biggest threats."
"I dare to believe that when the situation was at its most critical, the one who stabbed the last man could not be the Manchus, it must be the Russians. I am 80% sure."
"The most important thing is that the hearts of the people in East Asia have been disturbed by Molière's plan. People think that you are dead, and the only weapon that unites people's hearts has been lost. Will there be a split within Ryukyu, between the royal family and the original people?" Do some important ministers have second thoughts? What if there are a few capitulation factions here?"
Pierre is truly an intelligence genius. He has never been to East Asia. All of his analysis bases come from previous intelligence accumulation and today's intelligence variables. These intelligences, which are a mess in the eyes of outsiders, in France The human mind is as clear and transparent as the lines on the palm of a hand.
Pierre's previous intelligence accumulation is the basis for all analyses. Who are the kings and ministers of the Ryukyu Kingdom, what they have done, and what their personalities are. There is also the French fleet data, the weaving of the navy and army, and the commander's Personality, all of these are the most basic basis for intelligence analysis.
This is a huge project, and people with small brains will definitely not be able to understand it, but for Pierre, these are just appetizers.
Now Pierre can not only tell the name and character of every high-ranking official in Ryukyu, he can also know the temperament of every captain of the French expeditionary fleet, as well as the powerful people within the Qing Dynasty, and the foreign diplomats in Dongjiaominxiang are all No matter what the situation is, he is carrying out these intelligence reserves secretly.
It is precisely with such a sufficient accumulation of basic information that he can conduct accurate deduction and analysis based on each variable. Just now on the deck, he was holding a beer bottle in one hand and holding on to the railing with the other hand, walking back and forth on the deck. He looks like a useless drunkard.
But all the British people didn't know that Pierre was actually performing the most precise calculations. He threw every intelligence variable on the paper into the ocean of basic information stored in his mind, and guessed and deduced the follow-up over and over again. chain reaction.
It is often after dozens of deductions that he can finalize the greatest possibility, and any piece of information is not isolated, but a series of combinations of information. You can imagine how much calculation this requires.
The more detailed the deduction, the more reliable the result will be. Pierre's reputation as a gold medal intelligence agent is by no means wasted. Xiao Letian once secretly said that losing France is no less than losing France. The strength of an army group shows his high regard for Pierre's ability.
Today, Pierre once again displayed his incredible methods, and his analysis one by one left everyone in the room dumbfounded.
"Prime Minister, I know what your hesitations are. First, you don't want to be a deserter because you are afraid that your relatives and friends who stayed in East Asia will be persecuted. I think you are a little too worried about this. If you stay in Europe, Use your influence in Western countries to put pressure on the Manchus and France, and your relatives and friends will be safe because your deterrence is still there."
"On the contrary, if you are arrested in East Asia and your own life cannot be saved, who else do you want to protect?"
"Second, you don't want to leave East Asia and want to take a gamble, but you are also afraid that Prussia's protection is unreliable. I understand your worries. You are afraid that you will eventually be marginalized and die alone in the European countryside, forever. Unable to access the core of power..."
"Well, what I want to say is that you are wrong again. Americans, Prussians, even the British, Austrians, and some French people do not admire you for your power in East Asia. What they admire is your unyielding determination. The wonderful knowledge that lies within the spirit and the heart.”
"I'm sure that in the eyes of Bismarck, your speculation on the development of future warships is even more important than your influence in East Asia. During the bloody battle on Shiqiao Heights, your creative use of three-dimensional trenches was even more important. Greater than your contribution in the entire battle..."
“You know, you’re already being called the father of the modern trench station.”
Pierre growled excitedly, "Sir, don't be pessimistic, you can still have your own career and achievements in Europe."
"Third, I know that you are reluctant to leave your motherland. Your ideal is to make the motherland stronger. You hope that China can quickly catch up with the gap with Europe and avoid the recurrence of the tragedy six years ago..."
"However, a temporary retreat does not mean a permanent defeat. Isn't there an old saying in China... called 'saving the country through curves'? There is nothing wrong with keeping a low profile and building up strength in Europe."
"If that doesn't work, we can organize a Chinese government-in-exile in Europe, organize a government-in-exile belonging to the Han people, train mercenaries, build warships, and accumulate strength to fight back when the time comes. You can also achieve your dreams."
Crazy, is Pierre crazy today? In the end, the voice became louder and louder. Xiao Hexin pounced on him and blocked his mouth.
"You drunkard with a big nose, keep your voice down, walls have ears." The two of them hit the floor with a clang.
At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door, and the voice of a British sailor came from outside: "Mr. Xiao... I have bought the fruit you asked for. Where can I put it?"
Xiao Hexin struggled to get up from the ground, opened the door and said with a smile, "Thank you, leave it to me." The two sailors looked inside with sly eyebrows, and happened to see Pierre who had been hit in the head.
"Oh, Mr. Pierre drank too much. He is fine. Just wash your face with cold water..." After saying that, he nodded his thanks and closed the door tightly.
At this time, Pierre also calmed down. He got up from the ground, sat on a chair and said in a low voice, "All my analysis has been put here. Please make your decision, Prime Minister."
Xiao Letian pressed his temples painfully. He had to admit that Pierre was really a gifted gold medal intelligence officer. He was able to come up with such a plan in such a short time. Could it be that he had something in his head? Is it an eight-core CPU? I really want to pry open his head to see if he is a robot in disguise.
Temptation, Pierre's proposal is really tempting. This can be said to be the most effective solution to the current crisis. Forming an overseas government in exile seems to be the same path Mr. Sun took in his previous life.
Xiao Letian is better qualified than Mr. Sun to save the country in a roundabout way. Not to mention that Xiao Letian himself is very rich and does not need to go around to raise funds. But just look at Xiao Letian's connections in the Western world. Xiao Letian has endured hardship for three years. Maybe we can drive back an armored fleet to block the entrance to Dagu.
Not to mention that Xiao Letian still has his own army of officers. This is the greatest foundation for his future career.
The hesitant light in Xiao Letian's eyes made Huniu and Ping'er understand clearly. Before Xiao Letian could answer, Ping'er actually spoke first: "Mr. Pierre, if I do what you said, I will stay in Tanggu Mansion." All the sisters can be saved."
Pierre knew who Ping'er was talking about. Fang Guan had already told him. Big Nose nodded sincerely, "Yes, there is no problem. As long as the Prime Minister is in Europe, we can exert diplomatic pressure. Qing doesn’t dare to mess around.”
"What about my father?" Huniu also asked, and received a nod from Pierre, "No problem, Mr. Fan is a businessman and a famous businessman in East Asia. Any country will provide him with protection." …”
"What about Sister Fuhui and Master Qing?" Huniu asked.
"This." Pierre was speechless. After thinking for a long time, he just lowered his head and said, "It depends on their own choice. After all, carrying that identity cannot be easily removed."
The cabin fell into silence again. Everyone could see the entanglement in Xiao Letian's heart. In the end, even Xiao Hexin couldn't help it. "Sir, in fact, the Prussians also hope that you will turn back. The best choice now is to go back to Europe..." We can make a comeback.”
"Comeback." Xiao Letian suddenly became angry. "What a bullshit comeback. How many people died in vain when I escaped from Ryukyu, and how many people died in the Qing Dynasty. They are all people born and raised by living parents, not animals."
"Sir, kindness does not control soldiers, justice does not control wealth, the situation is stronger than the people, we must survive first, and then think about revenge." Xiao Hexin growled with red eyes.
The veins on Xiao Letian's forehead bulged with excitement, but he wanted to vent but couldn't find an outlet. Finally, he sat back on the chair and closed his eyes in pain.
The warm wind in Sri Lanka could not dissipate the coldness in Xiao Letian's heart. Going east would mean a narrow escape, while going west would mean peace and joy. This multiple-choice question was really too difficult. Xiao Letian finally understood why it is so difficult to be a great man. This is really not a human fault. Days.
Don't worry about how Xiao Letian struggled in the Indian Ocean. Now the situation in Ryukyu has reached its most critical moment. After a busy day, a signing ceremony platform made of bamboo poles and wood has been built on the Naha Pier. It is more than two meters high. There is an area of more than thirty square meters on the wooden platform. Except for a table in the middle, the rest are filled with chairs.
The final text of the "Ryukyu Treaty" has been finalized. Through Gong Cheng's matchmaking, both parties have no objections. When daylight comes, the signing ceremony officially begins at nine o'clock in the morning.
After the treaty is signed, the French Navy and the New Ryukyu Army will hold a small military parade. Although it only has a few hundred people, it is enough for the French to show off their military power.
Everything is going according to Gong Cheng's script, and the time to close the net has finally arrived.
