The core of British power is in Buckingham Palace, but the center of administration is in Whitehall Street!
The British Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Police Department, the Prime Minister's Official Residence, the Ministry of Defense, the Cabinet Office... are almost all crowded here. Xiao Letian even said with certainty that if the Zhiyuan fired a cannon here from the Thames, the British internal affairs system would be destroyed. Collapse immediately.
For an old empire with colonial expansion, diplomatic work is undoubtedly a top priority, and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs naturally occupies the best position in this street.
Entering the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the guards saw the Chinese head of state in an exquisite suit. They all stood at attention and saluted. The busy staff also stopped and staggered to the main aisle to bow to the head of state.
The British are arrogant, but they are also very practical. Xiao Letian has made his name famous with victory, which is enough for the arrogant British politicians to show respect.
Pushing open the magnificent Rogano Hall, all that comes into view is a tacky golden color. The entire hall is covered with golden wallpaper from the ceiling to the walls, and a huge crystal lamp hangs above the head to reflect the rays of the sun.
As soon as I entered the house, I heard a quarrel inside like a vegetable market. The Spanish and Chinese diplomatic delegations had been quarreling here for more than half a month.
"I reiterate again, the Philippines is an inherent colony of Spain. This is the land entrusted to us by God. You are committing aggression..."
"Nonsense! The land entrusted to you by God? Let God come out and say a few words! Do you have God's authorization document? We don't care about so many lies. We only know where the Chinese have lived for hundreds of years. They have the right to decide their own land. Belongs!"
"Shameless! Our rights are given by the Pope! Don't you dare admit it..."
"Nonsense, we just don't admit it! We don't have a pope in China, and we don't listen to your ideas!"
"National self-determination! What we want is national self-determination. All Chinese in Luzon have decided not to accept your rule..."
"This is conspiracy and betrayal!" the Spanish representative roared angrily. "Our benevolent queen rules the land given by God. How can our good governance cause rebellion? This is all a conspiracy of your Chinese people!"
This time, Xiao Letian caught the flaw and laughed loudly, "Hahaha... kind queen? I don't understand. Do you represent King Amadeo I? Or do you represent Isa who is seeking political asylum in France?" Queen Bella?"
"Whose representative are you? How many regimes do you have in Spain?"
The Spanish representative was sweating profusely after one sentence of refutation. The old count with gold-rimmed round glasses had indeed made a slip of the tongue. He had been working with the queen for decades, and many of his words were spoken smoothly.
"Hmm... um..." He hummed like an old scalper plowing the fields, but he couldn't speak!
The deputy next to him began to help. "Of course it is His Majesty the King. This was just a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue..."
Pfft... The Chinese representatives booed, their faces full of perseverance!
The negotiations have been going on for more than half a month, but there has been no progress at all. Both parties are unwilling to give in, even to the point of threatening each other to use force!
But threats are threats, but Spain has made loud noises but little rain. After calling for more than half a month, there has been no domestic war mobilization. There is not even a trace of the expeditionary force they talked about.
The Chinese negotiators have long seen through the evil intentions of these people. The CIA and the General Staff have jointly conducted deductions. If Spain is really preparing to expedition to Luzon, the first step is to discover war bonds.
Judging from Spain's current financial reserves, it is simply unable to support such a large-scale troop mobilization. Without a budget of more than 10 million pounds, it is simply impossible to achieve.
But it is a pity that Spain is at a critical moment of regime change, and a civil war is still breaking out in the country. Not long ago, the real-power general Juan Prim was assassinated.
How could the army be dispatched in such a chaotic situation? The only people to worry about now are the British, but the attitude of the British is the most important!
Sure enough, just when the Spanish delegation was speechless after being refuted, British Prime Minister Gladstone, who was sitting in the seat, suddenly spoke.
"Both the king and the queen are the legal governments of Spain. As the current and former suzerains, they all have the right to put forward their own opinions!"
"We in the UK have always stated that we are seriously concerned about the development of the situation in Spain. We do not want any crown to be stained with blood during this crisis!"
Xiao Letian suddenly raised his head and his eyes met Gladstone who was staring at him. This comrade who had been fighting Benjamin was now full of confrontation and hostility!
"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, when will the Queen who has stepped down from power be able to represent the country? What kind of rule is this?"
Gladstone shook his head, "This is Europe, not a feudal country like China. The frequency of monarch changes in Europe is so fast..."
"The Queen stepped down today. God knows whether there will be a restoration in the future... I'm afraid only God can give the answer!"
This was so unreasonable that the officials around the head of state were so angry that their noses were twisted. "How could there be such shameless remarks? The king who stepped down can also represent the country. What kind of bullshit is this!"
As soon as they heard the Chinese people starting to speak dirty words, the British MPs who were watching became agitated and said, "Apologise! You must apologize. This is a humiliation to our British Empire!"
"The European order is set by Europeans, and we are the makers of the rules! You can only abide by it, there is no room for bargaining!"
Xiao Letian looked at the British Prime Minister's brows knitting into the Chinese character "Sichuan" and said, "Has Britain decided to show off?"
Gladstone didn't answer but just smiled faintly, and then the door of Rogano Hall opened again, and three gentlemen walked in from the outside.
Xiang Ying, who was next to the head of state, had his eyes widened when he saw him. He clenched his fists tightly as if he was going to hit someone violently.
The goatee is actually the goatee worn by the exiled Queen of Spain!
Goatee also saw Xiang Ying, and he was also very hostile to this Chinese general who refused to make the queen happy, and the two of them glared fiercely.
"Master! These three people are the cronies of the Queen of Spain. The British are really hedging their bets and trying to force us to death!"
This negotiation is messy enough. King Amadeo I's delegation has been negotiating for more than half a month and refuses to give in!
Now the exiled queen has also sent a representative. This is why the British need double insurance!
The Duke of Newcastle, who was sitting in the corner of the auditorium, looked lonely. He was worried about Xiao Letian, "You think you're British and don't know you went to Switzerland?"
"We have already mastered the information about your private meeting with Amadeo I. We also know what happened when Xiang Ying went to meet the queen..."
"In order to prevent you from having a secret deal with Amadeo, how can we not use the Queen card?"
"Xiao Letian, Xiao Letian! It was you who pushed us to this point... Why do you think you rose up so quickly?"
