The morning session on January 11th was over.
The bosses of the Royal Electric Power Company, the managers of the military coal station, and most of the court officials all worked hard.
Zhu Jianfeng once again felt a little confused. It came from a few years ago and appeared again in the past few days. Some inexplicable familiar feelings kept coming up.
However, my identity a few years ago and my current identity seem to have been reversed, creating a strong sense of crisis.
What should I do? What can I do?
At the same time, Zhu Jianyan glanced at his ninth brother from a distance.
What his son did in the morning court today could be regarded as a head-on confrontation with this potential semi-public heir to the throne.
Zhu Jianyan, who became a father, was really sweating at that time.
Zhu Jianyan has always had the impression that his ninth brother is almost invulnerable, which makes people feel a bit desperate.
But after changing his identity, watching his son sparring with him, he was surprised to find that he seemed to be nothing more than that.
The influence of my own children is also growing.
Under his series of operations, he had forced the anti-Ming alliance to make concessions and promised to hand over all the land occupied by the Ming Dynasty.
So this peace negotiation is no longer considered abandonment of ground.
If this child can always play such a practical guiding role in negotiations and subsequent reforms, it should make the old emperor make his final decision.
So do you still need to work hard now?
It should still be needed.
Zhu Jianyan inspected the scene, observed Zhu Jianfeng for a while, collected his thoughts and words, and went up to him:
"Lao Jiu, please don't take it personally. Jingyuan is still just a child. This kid is not sensible at all. He usually contradicts whoever he sees. I will definitely discipline him when I get back..."
Zhu Jianfeng looked at his second brother in surprise, and he didn't know whether to say "go away" or not.
He is already so outrageous as a child, what if he grows up?
You said you want to discipline your children, why don't you just beat them now? Can I still follow you home and watch you beat him?
Zhu Jianyan looked at Zhu Jianfeng and said nothing. Regardless of whether he was embarrassed or not, he maintained the warm and friendly attitude of an eldest brother, chatting with his younger brother every now and then.
As a younger brother, Zhu Jianfeng couldn't drive his brother away with a straight face, so he could only listen to Zhu Jianyan's ramblings with great melancholy.
Zhu Jianyan continuously criticized Zhu Jingyuan from various angles. It was obvious that he was not satisfied with him here or there.
The key is that in Zhu Jianyan's mouth, Zhu Jingyuan seems to have shortcomings everywhere, and he seems to have offended everyone, including the old emperor.
Moreover, that boy who was the king of the Dashi vassal really wanted to join the vassal. He himself knew that he had offended others, so he was ready to run away to Persia at any time.
Zhu Jianfeng didn't care how true his second brother's words were, but it was impossible for him to listen to them seriously.
But after being complained about by my second brother for a while, my mood seemed to improve a little.
The two brothers seemed to be quite familiar with each other as they walked out of the hall side by side to where they got into the car.
Zhu Jianyan patted his brother's shoulder gently, said goodbye with a smile, got into his car, and returned to Honglu Temple to go to work.
Putting the ninth brother's matter behind him for the time being, Zhu Jianyan began to follow his son's suggestion and adopted a typical roof-lifting strategy, first making a completely impossible suggestion to the British.
"Since no one will accept it in a place that is close, let's go to a place far enough away to negotiate at the Imperial Manor of Baiyun Islands in the southeast corner of Tiannan Continent."
It was past one o'clock in the morning in mainland Britain.
But Britain’s key cabinet members, and everyone involved in the negotiations, have recently had their biological clocks completely reset.
Go to bed at two o'clock in the afternoon and get up at midnight, which completely corresponds to the Ming Dynasty time.
So the relevant news was quickly sent to the eyes of British Prime Minister William Pitt Jr.
"This is simply impossible! That would simply require us to negotiate on the horizon!"
Peter yelled out before he finished reading, and immediately asked someone to call the Ming Honglu Temple back to sternly reject the proposal.
Then he once again put forward his proposal and requested that the negotiation venue be located in Cairo, Egypt.
It is very close to the Ming Dynasty's Xihai Chief Envoys Division. Now the Xihai Chief Envoys Division is considered the mainland of the Ming Dynasty!
Of course it was impossible for Ming Dynasty to accept this suggestion:
"Now the British also have government agencies in America and Tianzhu. Are America and Tianzhu also part of the UK?"
To be honest, when the British Prime Minister saw this rhetorical question, he actually agreed very much in his heart.
Many insightful people in the UK believe that the UK's biggest disadvantage compared to the Ming Dynasty is its "ruling foundation."
The UK itself is too small and its population is relatively limited.
Leaving aside those in Tianzhu, the vast space of British America and the white population that is basically equivalent to that of the mainland are the best sources to expand the basis of rule.
However, turning the United States into the mainland is not possible for the time being, because it would harm the interests of the local ruling class in the British Isles, unless the British King moves the capital to the United States.
So the two sides started a new round of wrangling.
Although Zhu Jianyan had prepared a compromise plan, it was impossible to propose it directly.
The compromise plan becomes a roof-lifting plan, and the other party will make further compromises on this basis before mutual acceptance is possible.
Therefore, first of all, I showed that I was completely unable to accept other options and always insisted on going to many very far places.
Including several islands around Tiannan, as well as Yingzhou (Hawaii) in the middle of the Great Ocean, and there have been several rounds of wrangling here in Yingzhou.
Prime Minister Peter felt that the Ming Dynasty was too domineering. Where was Yingzhou? It was in the middle of the Ming Dynasty.
Since that place is called Da Mingyang, is this a place like the "Heart of Da Mingyang" where we Westerners dare to go?
The British instead proposed negotiating in Yinzhou, such as Panama, or even on the coast of the Daming Ocean.
But the Ming Dynasty believed that it was too close to the West and too far from the Ming Dynasty, and Panama was the territory of the Spanish.
Discussions between the two sides came to a standstill.
As it approached noon, Zhu Jianyan pretended to be a little bored and casually mentioned going to Madagascar.
The reason is that the straight-line distance from the capital of the Ming Dynasty is about the same as the straight-line distance to London, England.
After British Prime Minister Pitt saw the news, he couldn't help complaining to his cabinet colleagues:
"Well, the straight-line distance is about the same. Can the British fleet fly directly over the Mozhou continent?
"The flight distance from Mazhou to the capitals of both countries is thousands of kilometers closer to the capital than to London!
"If we start from Qiongzhou Prefecture, the southernmost part of the Ming Dynasty, the distance is two-thirds!
"The key is that whether it is Nanmozhou or Mazhou, it is the complete sphere of influence of the Ming Dynasty."
Secretary of State for American Affairs, James Monroe, took the telegram from Pitt and said with some uncertainty after reading it:
"Actually, here in Mazhou...compared to the previous proposals of Honglu Temple, they are already more reasonable, at least they are not on the horizon.
"The key is that our combined fleet with the French is now operating in the Little Western Ocean..."
Peter also reacted and said after drinking the lipstick tea:
"Do you mean we should accept it? But it's really not safe here..."
After reading the telegram, Monroe handed it to others, then shook his head and said:
“It’s not that I accept this place, I just found that Honglu Temple’s attitude has finally relaxed.
"In other words, we have finally reached the substantive 'bargaining' stage.
"We can try to find a more suitable place around Maryland..."
Peter understood instantly, immediately put down the tea cup, and went to look at the world map on the next table.
His eyes searched around Mazhou Island, and finally landed on the southernmost tip of Mozhou Island. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly and he murmured to himself:
"South Africa, our South Africa, the Cape of Good Hope for our Europeans... Now people in the Ming Dynasty call her... South Mozhou-Western Cape..."
After mumbling for a while, Peter sighed and said:
"Send a message to the people of Ming Dynasty and suggest going to Namibia next to South Africa for negotiations."
"The other party will probably not accept it..."
Monroe shook his head subconsciously, but after a pause, he grinned again:
"But if Mingren makes a compromise, he should be able to reach the Cape of Good Hope in South Africa..."
Peter nodded slightly and said:
"Yes, the Cape of Good Hope, the Western Cape, is slightly closer to mainland Europe, but it is an overseas estate belonging to the Ming Dynasty royal family. The environment and facilities are said to be very good.
“That location is at the midpoint of our two sides’ maritime spheres of influence, and there is also our European colony next to it. It can be said to be a quite reasonable location.
"We will stick to this from now on, and Akito should be able to accept this location."
