"Beef, this beef is good, give me a small plate first..." Xiao Letian was just talking about national affairs seriously, and then his eyes were fixed on the plate of cold dishes that had just been placed on the table.
It was a piece of Deng Ying beef cooked specially by Liu Dadao by his famous Sichuan cuisine masters. It was made using the most traditional ancient recipe. It was not the shredded kind, but real large slices. When you hold it with chopsticks and hold it up to the lamp, you can see the silhouette of the person opposite.
When the imperial chef heard that the head of state fell in love with this cold dish, he didn't dare to neglect and quickly brought it over with a smile and placed it next to the dried fruit plate. "My lords, please use it. There is a big kitchen, which is enough for the guests... Haha, wait." Use it, use it slowly!”
Everyone ate a few slices of beef happily. Xiao Letian relished the unique aroma and said happily, "It tastes good enough. I didn't choose the heat. It tastes great... In fact, when dealing with the French, you have to pay more attention to the heat!"
"France's comprehensive national strength is far greater than that of Tsarist Russia, and it also has a large reserve of civilian talents. It is not that simple to deal with them... To be honest, if there were not very strong conflicts within France, I, Xiao Letian, would not dare to choose to join forces with Prussia. !”
"The core problem in France now is that the imperial system is unpopular, and Napoleon III will not step down on his own initiative. This has resulted in the proliferation of anti-imperialist thoughts among the people, and not only is the trend of thought rampant, but there are also many underground The organization is starting to get ready..."
"It is precisely because there are rifts within France that we Chinese and even Prussia have the opportunity to take advantage of the chaos! You must remember that once France recovers from its defeat, it will definitely work hard to retaliate..."
"After this war, it may be the foreshadowing of a world-class war! Just wait and see, as early as next year you will know how rich the old capitalist countries are..."
"This diplomatic case with the French is even more difficult to fight. It will be a protracted diplomatic conflict. I never expect it to be resolved in a short time..."
"The proud French will never give up to us, especially since they conquered Beijing nine years ago. You can imagine how high-spirited they will be..."
"Before the victory of the Franco-Prussian War, the French would not have a kind word with us, and they would not even be able to negotiate. They would only scold us and threaten us with war!"
"The statue buried in our Temple of War, as well as the conflict and crisis on the Suez Canal... will be the excuse for the French to attack us in the future!"
"So our main work now is still focused on collecting evidence. The evidence may not be used immediately when we have it in hand. Let's talk about the diplomatic work of Terrazzo first... If we really want to get benefits, we have to wait until after the Franco-Prussian War!"
"At that time, our troops step onto the streets of Paris, and only then will they lower their heads and negotiate with us as equals..."
"Otherwise, these big noses will come back and be unreasonable, completely denying their account, and won't convince them. No matter what evidence we provide, they will not admit it and will say it is false!"
Xiao Letian couldn't help but let out a long sigh. He suddenly remembered the difficulties of national diplomacy in his previous life. How perfect was the chain of evidence for the massacre in Nanjing? But the Japanese just don’t admit it.
Therefore, acting rogue and being shameless are the basic skills in international diplomacy. Those people are not thick-skinned but have no face at all. What they stare at is a marble head.
It is the same now. If France is not kept honest and the Chinese Marines do not step through the Arc de Triomphe, these French people will definitely act rogue and refuse to admit their guilt. This is simply a certainty.
But although it is shameless in diplomatic situations, the truth must be said, especially when the two sides fought a fierce battle, both bleeding a lot, talking nonsense, breathing heavily, and shaking their hands, not wanting to continue fighting.
At this time, the marble heads of both sides can be replaced by human heads. Only then can both sides look down at the chain of evidence in their hands. Only then will the stage of reasoning begin.
The French apology statement that Xiao Letian wants now is actually intended to be prepared for post-war negotiations. This statement can at least block France's mouth and force France to admit that these things happened.
We said there had been shelling, but France didn't want to admit it, but since there was an apology from Lacou, they had to admit it.
We said that a sand ship once attempted to sink into the canal. France can be rogue and say that it was not their fault, but it must admit that it did happen.
There is also the subsequent collision with the ship and the shooting at Emperor Tongzhi. The French can explain these things however they want. Now there is no need to distinguish with Xiang Ying. You, Counselor Lacu, can first issue an apology statement to prove that these things happened.
The thing to be prepared for is that the French will eventually deny their account. They will say that there was no bombardment, no shipwreck, and no one shot at Zaichun... Anyway, whatever the Chinese say, they will say that it never happened, and it is all false. .
Xiao Letian looked at Port Said outside the porthole and smiled coldly, "As long as Counselor Raku is a normal diplomat, he will be very reluctant to write such an apology statement! But it doesn't matter, someone will force him to write it right away. Already..."
"Just tonight..."
Wang Huaiyuan, Sima Yun, and Luo Huo looked at each other and smiled, "Yes, our distinguished guests will be here soon, right? Wang Junlan... go take a look on the deck to greet our British distinguished guests..."
"Yes!" Wang Junlan put away his notebook and walked out quietly. At this moment, the sun had sunk into the horizon, leaving only the red glow. On the sea, there were several British traffic boats approaching the Zhiyuan. On the deck The soldiers on board began to set up the gangway to wait to greet the British officers.
"Inform the kitchen to prepare hot dishes. The guests will be here soon...I'll go to the bottom to take a look!"
When Wang Junlan walked into the sailor cabin of the Zhiyuan, he was immediately shocked by the murderous aura coming towards him. There were fully armed Marines everywhere. They wore desert camouflage combat uniforms and their faces were painted Oil paint.
Some soldiers were dismantling their rifles and cleaning them for maintenance, some were checking the bullets one by one, and some were eating and chewing slowly as if they were accumulating energy.
It turns out that the Marine Corps' level one combat readiness has not been lifted at all. At this moment, there are one hundred Marines on the Zhiyuan who are ready to land.
Even on the deck, there are dozens of sailors debugging ten sampans. Once the order is given, ten sampans can be hoisted to the sea at the same time within three minutes, and these soldiers can all be transferred through rope ladders within eight minutes. On to the sampan.
In other words, a landing operation is about to begin!
Wang Junlan just watched. He stayed for three minutes and personally felt the quiet atmosphere of the battle, and then walked out of the cabin. Looking at the sea, he knew that there were dozens of soldiers preparing on several other warships.
With just one order, all five hundred Chinese Marines could board the small boats within eleven or twelve minutes, and then set foot on the land of Port Said within fifteen minutes.
Note: My blood pressure has stabilized a bit today... There will be another update in the afternoon and three updates today!
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