Chapter 1006: Anglo-French messenger

Out of the palace, Zhu Sansi looked up at the blue sky.
To him, everything that is happening now is like a dream. Although he is the commander of the Eastern Military Region is equivalent to a polished commander, and his subordinates are just the foundation of the Northern March, he is already grateful to the emperor.
In the imperial study room, the emperor had already made it very clear. It was up to him whether he, the commander of the eastern region, could finally be equal to the other five military regions.
Outside the palace gate, Gao Yingfeng and a group of generals were waiting for him. Seeing him coming out, all of them looked excited. Gao Yingfeng shouted excitedly: "Your Excellency Commander, congratulations! Congratulations!"
"Congratulations, congratulations!" The other generals were equally excited.
Zhu Sansi gave a wry smile. The imperial decree has been issued. This military area appointment is no secret. It is not surprising that Gao Yingfeng and others learned of this from the collars of other generals.
He said: "Don’t be happy one by one. The hard days are still to come. Now you go back and prepare to receive a batch of machine guns. Before long, we will go to Alaska. Whether our Eastern Military District can grow bigger depends on whether it can be in North America. Take root."
"North America!" Gao Yingfeng and others looked dumbfounded.
Zhu Sansi nodded, and told his subordinates what Xiao Ming had said to him. These people are his family and will be the backbone of the Eastern Military Region.
When he finished speaking, everyone was relieved.
Gao Yingfeng said: "It's so strange that the commander of the Eastern Military District can fall on the head of the division commander. This is a chore, but this Yaxa is gone, we don't care what Alaska is going to."
"That is, we all crawled out of the same pile of dead people. We have to eat with the sufferings, and we share the blessings."
"Master, wherever you go, we will go with you."
"..."
The generals yelled one by one, and the battle of Yaxa made their relationship closer.
Zhu Sansi nodded moved. With such a group of brothers, he is not afraid of anything.
Everyone was talking. At this time, a luxurious carriage slowly approached, and a person with similar eyebrows and eyes like Zhu Sansi jumped from the carriage.
Zhu Sansi smiled at the people who came, who was his brother Zhu Wuliu.
"Brother, I've been waiting for you for a while, and my father and mother are waiting for you to go back to eat at home." Zhu Wuliu said, he now reminds that he is slightly fat, which has not changed much from his previous skinny appearance.
Zhu Sansi hasn't returned home for more than a year, and he misses his home very much. He said to Gao Yingfeng; "You will also go back and gather with your family this time. We will gather in the army in two days."
Gao Yingfeng glanced at Zhu Wuliu. This Zhu Wuliu is now famous in Qingzhou. From building roads in Qingzhou City to establishing his own Zhu Family Chamber of Commerce, Zhu Wuliu is now one of the top businessmen.
Looking enviously at the two brothers Zhu Sansi, Gao Yingfeng led a group of generals to leave.
Zhu Wuliu smiled at this moment and said: "Brother, congratulations on your promotion to the commander of the Eastern Military Region. It seems that I can't match you in my life."
"You know that." Zhu Sansi was taken aback, frowning.
"Hahaha... There is a saying that being rich can make ghosts grind, let’s not hide it from you, my chamber of commerce has a military food factory, and many of the canned foods of the Northern Expedition are produced by this military food factory. Naturally, your brother and the quartermaster of the general staff also had a bit of contact. He just came out of the palace and told me this good news when he passed by. "Zhu Wuliu looked smug.
Zhu Sansi's brows deepened. He looked at his younger brother and felt that the person in front of him was suddenly a little strange. He who was once unpretentious and unpretentious now looked sophisticated and thoughtful.
"Fifty-six, you forgot what I said to you, the bigger your business now, the more you have to constrain, why are you not obedient at all." Zhu Sansi rebuked.
Zhu Wuliu laughed, and he said, "Brother, why are you nervous? We are just a business relationship. We just talked casually. And you are the commander now. He took the initiative to curry favor with our Zhu family, and it was not me. Asked."
Zhu Sansi's expression eased a little, and now he couldn't see that Zhu Wuliu's words were true or those words were false.
Sighing, he got into the carriage and went home with Zhu Wuliu.
After two days of rest at home, Zhu Sansi returned to the army to formally set up the Eastern Military Region, and at the same time vigorous military reforms were also implemented.
On the third day of the military reform meeting, the commander of the military region and Chang Shi returned to their respective military regions to reform their troops in accordance with the regulations.
At the same time, the military industry system was gradually improved under the supervision of Yang Chengye, and the military factories worked overtime to produce weapons for the major military regions.
In half a year, three thousand machine guns and two thousand guard artillery were assigned to the six military regions. At the same time, Qi Guangyi's Lancers also completed the equipment update.
With such results, Xiao Ming is naturally very satisfied. For him, the advancement of the military reform is perfect. The next step for the empire is to expand abroad.
But just as he was about to beat the drums of war, news came from Dengzhou that the British and French missions had arrived in Dengzhou, and they requested to enter Qingzhou for a visit.
"They still have the face to come to Qingzhou to meet them. They are so shameless. The emperor, in the opinion of the old officials, it is better not to see." Pang Yukun blows his beard and stares.
The combined fleet was wiped out for more than a year, but the effects of the war remained in the hearts of every empire.
Xiao Ming shook his head.
It’s easy to get rid of the missions between countries, but some problems can’t be resolved at the negotiating table, and wars hurt people and money and slow down economic development.
After the three major tribes of the barbarians were destroyed ~EbookFREE.me~, the ministers’ great power mentality swelled a lot, and they frequently clamored for war. They were quite a model of contemporary American emperors, but he was not at least confused.
Although the country is big, he always keeps in mind the truth that belligerent will die.
"Is the emperor going to talk to them?"
Pang Yukun was a little surprised. Sometimes he couldn't understand Xiao Ming's thoughts. After all, sometimes Xiao Ming was like a war mad, and sometimes he was strangely calm, and he became more unable to guess his thoughts.
Ten years ago, he still had some contempt for Xiao Ming, always thinking that his talents and learning could hold him in his hands, but now he is often afraid of Xiao Ming.
"Talk, it won't be too late if we can't agree, and I want to take this opportunity to let the enter Europe and obtain real information. We can't believe what the Dutch said." Xiao Ming said.
Pang Yukun nodded, "If so, the old minister will ask the Foreign Affairs Department to prepare and take them to Qingzhou."
Xiao Ming nodded, his eyes rolled, and he continued: "Also, let Lu Fei dispatch a thousand elite from the Central Army to line up at the gate of the city tomorrow, demonstrating the mighty military power of the empire!" 8)