This forced marriage was completely unexpected, and Xiao Letian's rhythm was completely disrupted. He tossed and turned in bed all night, thinking, but he really couldn't figure out how to break the situation created by the Emperor's faction.
Xiao Letian is very aware of the energy of Wang Huaiyuan and Xiao Hexin. These two people can be said to be the two most powerful think tanks of the Chinese people. Of course, the version of Long Ma is also very smart, but it is a pity that he is Japanese and cannot take the initiative to reach the level of Wang Huaiyuan and Xiao Hexin. Xiao Hexin, these two people have a high degree of power.
The two people joined forces to force the palace, and the game they designed was not something that ordinary people could break. Even Xiao Letian had to go through all the trouble. After all, these two people had been following Xiao Letian and knew his temperament very well.
"Be the emperor! Be the emperor? It's such a big temptation... It would be a lie to say that you are not tempted, but if you are really tempted, what can I do to keep my son, grandson, and future generations safe?"
"You can't just care about your own comfort! The lessons of the German Empire are not far away. Austria and Tsarist Russia are also living examples, let alone other countries..."
"Hey... it's not that era. If I were to travel to the late Ming Dynasty or the late Yuan Dynasty, I would be able to enjoy my life as an emperor even if I were killed. Only in that era could I dare to say that I had a 500-year-old reign..."
After being in a daze all night, Xiao Letian couldn't think of a way to break the situation after chasing after him half asleep. When the orderly asked him to get up, he realized that he had been dazed for more than an hour.
"Have the ginseng soup and chicken soup prepared in the big kitchen been ready? Have you distributed all the milk chocolate? Today's ceremony will definitely take a long time. God knows if there will be a chance to have lunch..."
"Let the soldiers in the honor guard drink as little water as possible. A little thirst will not kill anyone. If you lose your composure during the ceremony, be careful with our military law enforcement!"
"The Chief of the Interior immediately checked the uniforms of the honor guard soldiers. Are the uniforms ironed?"
Staring at the dark circles under his eyes, Xiao Letian jumped up from the bed and issued orders while washing his face. The orderlies at the door passed on the orders again and again like a revolving lantern.
At five o'clock in the morning, the entire combined fleet woke up. It was early in the summer, and the morning sun in the east was already shining brightly. However, the gas lamps hanging on the battleships had not yet been extinguished, and the street lights in the cities on the shore had not been extinguished.
Xiao Letian opened the porthole, and what greeted him was the magnificent British scenery. The sky was bright and dim above, and the sunlight and city lights were soft together, making the picture full of contrast between light and dark. This is an indescribable beauty. .
"Good weather, really good weather! Is His Majesty back? Is the Duke of Newcastle coming? When will we set off..."
While putting on his military uniform, Xiao Letian walked outside. In the narrow corridor, the soldiers marching back and forth stood at attention and saluted him. The aroma of food began to waft from the four large mess halls on the Zhiyuan, and the entire battleship woke up.
Sailor cabins passed by one after another. Busy soldiers brushed their teeth, washed their faces, and tidied up their housekeeping. They began to put on their white shirts and neatly ironed military uniforms.
The junior officers all tensed up and yelled at their soldiers.
"Damn it, what did you do? You didn't wash your face or brush your teeth. What kind of dress are you wearing? What should you do if dirty water splashes on you?"
"Xiao Li, what happened to your leather boots? Military regulations require you to wipe them three times with three pieces of clean cotton cloth. Why did you only wipe them twice?"
"Let me borrow some light? Can two people help me carry the chocolate? No one is allowed to eat it without an order. Keep these in your pocket for emergencies. If lunch is delayed, this is a life-saving thing..."
"Damn, stop drinking water. If you drink so much, be careful of your frequent urination! We are entering London this time to show off our country's prestige. If anyone has diarrhea or peeing, be careful of our military law enforcement!"
"Go to the restaurant immediately. Each person will have a bowl of ginseng chicken soup and enough pancakes. You are not allowed to drink water...even if you die of thirst!"
"Polish the bayonet, polish the rifle, have the gun straps been replaced with new ones? Check the horseshoes of the leather boots...look at every nail carefully..."
"Damn it, I issued a military order from the commander! I will kill whoever of you has diarrhea. If I have diarrhea myself, the commander will kill me... Do you understand?"
"Yes! I understand! I obey! Sir..." Orders rang out in every sailor cabin, and the entire combined fleet was filled with excitement before the battle.
Xiao Letian fastened the last button and rushed onto the deck. When he looked up, he found that almost all the senior officers were ready. Wang Ju, who was at the head, even had the time to practice Tai Chi.
Xiao Leqian said in a huff, "Are you looking good? You seem to have slept well! I haven't slept all night, so you owe me a good night's sleep..."
Wang Huaiyuan completed his layout brilliantly and felt very comfortable. He slept well last night and even coughed much less today.
He finished his exercises and wiped his sweat and said with a smile, "The Tai Chi moves that Mr. Long improved are so good. You can sweat profusely every time you hit them. It's very enjoyable... Haha, the president wants a good night's sleep? It's simple. I'll give it to you later." Find a few stunning beauties and let you defeat the fire, and you will naturally sleep soundly..."
"Ouch? You Wang Huaiyuan can also play hooligan? It's rare..." Luo Huo laughed at the side.
Xiao Letian glared at this group of people, "Be honest, I will settle the debt with you later... Be careful today, and remember that no matter how these European big noses cause trouble, they must use softness to overcome toughness and restrain their tempers!" "
At this time, Liu Dadao came over with a sad face, "I say hello to all of you sirs... Just now the big soldiers occupied the restaurant where all of you sirs were dining. I blasted them and they didn't even leave. They kept blowing at me." The one with the beard and his eyes staring..."
"Your Excellency, let's talk about it..." Liu Dadao complained when he came up. He is now the chief chef of the mission, and he is responsible for the food.
Xiao Letian's eyes widened, "What are you talking about? The prestige of our country today does not depend on us officials, but on the spirit of our brothers! They should use the restaurant...bring over our breakfast, we Eat it on the deck!”
"Ah? This, this, this..." Liu Dadao was very uncomfortable with Xiao Letian's principles, but he didn't dare to disobey him. He quickly wiped his sweat and turned back.
Sima Yun smiled at Xiao Letian, "The imperial chef who came out of the Forbidden City naturally looks like a slave. What kind of evil are you doing with him? Don't glare at me... I don't know about your business. I am mingling with you and not mixing with anything." combine……"
Sima Yun is such a thief. This guy rarely talks. He is taciturn but knows his best. The more Xiao Letian looks at him, the more he looks like the unexposed Emperor faction.
Breakfast was served like water, including ginseng soup, whole-wheat bread, honey, jam, soy sauce beef...all high-calorie foods during the season. Finally, there was milk chocolate candy specially provided by the Chinese on the tray.
Everyone knows that after breakfast, lunch is just a passing scene and there is not enough to eat at all, so now they have to force themselves to eat more. For a while, all the officers were like a storm.
At this time, the lookout in the battle mast overhead suddenly shouted, "The barge is coming... Your Majesty, return to the Reach!"
