The words of the Prime Minister Lord Salisbury made Chamberlain a little unhappy. Who doesn't want to end the war quickly, but it is obviously impossible now (the full text of the charming president's Poppy Lover). Welcome to read
Chamberlain was about to speak, and the British commander-in-chief Marshal Roberts and Army Secretary Broderick also came to hear the news.
Not long after Douglas went from South Africa to Canada, Roberts, the commander of the South African Expeditionary Force, returned to London, took over the position of commander-in-chief of the British army, and was promoted to marshal, which was proud.
However, the death of the love general Douglas made the British commander-in-chief furious and rushed over as soon as he got the news.
"Your Majesty, please appoint me as commander of the Canadian Expeditionary Force. I want those rioters to die at the gun of the British Empire (Read full text of the Demon President Kissing Addicted)." As soon as Roberts entered the hall, he ignored what others said, and immediately shouted and asked for his life.
"My Marshal, why don't you take a breath and listen to other people's opinions?" Edward VII glanced over everyone and said lightly.
Roberts was stunned, and Edward VII's words made him feel a little bad.
"Your Majesty, the leader of the Chinese riot, Zhenming. Liu has died in a sneak attack. We have every reason to end the war. I believe that as long as diplomats are sent, we can convince the Chinese army to surrender to us without any effort." Prime Minister Salisbury mainly considers the war from the gains and losses and interests. He feels that this war is completely unworthy and completely unnecessary. Now that Liu Zhenming's death has come, he takes the opportunity to propose to end the war.
As long as the Chinese army can surrender, it doesn't matter whether Liu Zhenming really dies.
"Your Excellency, this is a shame for our British team. We cannot negotiate with them. We must eliminate the Chinese with guns." Roberts quit. He was in sorrow. When he heard the Prime Minister's words, he glared at him.
"Marson Roberts! How many more soldiers are there for you? You can solve the Chinese rioters. You once told us that 20,000 soldiers can completely destroy all Chinese in Canada. But now? I only saw a series of failures." Salisbury sneered: "I cannot let the people know that we are sending our soldiers to places without any value, even if we finally eliminate the rioters through war. What have we got? We only get countless cold corpses."
"But your Excellency, the dignity of the British Empire cannot be challenged!" Roberts and Chamberlain exchanged glances, and the latter winked at him, indicating that he would stand on his side.
"Dignity!" Salisbury said unhappily: "If the army cannot obtain the dignity, we can only solve it with diplomatic personnel. How to end the war decently, so as to win dignity for the British Empire. Marshal, I think the soldiers should strengthen their training. The 20,000 army cannot solve a group of riot Chinese."
Edward VII's eyes lit up, thinking. Of course, if this matter can be resolved peacefully, why do you need to make a big fuss? (If you want to love the boss: The CEO's brother is a bit bad for the latest chapter). The most important thing is that Edward VII didn't know how many troops would be sent to defeat the rioters of the Chinese. He was completely disappointed with the British Empire's army.
"Do you think those Chinese will surrender to us? After all, they just won." Chamberlain looked at Salisbury calmly, his eyes flashing with a flash, trying to catch some loopholes in his words.
"I haven't contacted them yet. How did we know that they would not surrender? And the Chinese leader Zhenming and Liu were just killed? It was a good time for us to resolve this matter peacefully. Those Chinese were just trying to survive. As long as Columbia was still in the hands of the Dominion of Canada, we can give those Chinese a certain right to survive, just like the Indian reservation." Salisbury obviously had already considered the solution before coming. At this time, he said everything, laughed at everyone, and said: "Some things do not have to be resolved through war. As long as we besiege the Chinese reservation economically and open the door to convenience for them to return to China, I believe that the Chinese on the reservation will run completely."
Edward VII was revived and obviously was very interested in the words of the Prime Minister. Being able to solve this matter without bloodshed is exactly his goal. He did not want to fight once he came to power.
When Edward VII saw Prime Minister Lord Salisbury, he even thought about the subsequent solution. He immediately looked at Chamberlain and said in a deep voice: "Joseph, we have begun to discuss and negotiate with the Canadian colonies and sent people to start contacting those Chinese. I don't want to hear the request for a new army!"
Chamberlain had no choice but to accept the order, while Roberts silently said that compared with the interests of the British Empire, Douglas's and others' lives were obviously insignificant.
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"Captain, we are about to return to Chinese City."
Kuscart secretly glanced at Liu Zhenming with a gloomy face and reported the report softly.
He felt that after Liu Zhenming came back this time, he had changed a lot, no longer had the cheerfulness of the past, nor the smile of the past, and his whole body was like a piece of ice, so cold that it made people want to stay away from him (read the full text of the president and me).
"Is it here so soon?" Liu Zhenming said in a hoarse voice and ordered in a deep voice: "You go back to your own tribe first, and don't spread the news of my return."
For several days, the heart-wrenching pain and guilt eroded Liu Zhenming's heart. He once hoped that Ye Geyin would escape, but in the end he received the news that they jumped over the cliff.
What exactly is life?
Why did the brothers who were talking and laughing with him more than ten days ago never see him and can't speak anymore? More than 300 dead soldiers, he was the only one who escaped back in the end? Liu Zhenming was afraid to see He Xiaoqing, Zhang Cangzi and others, and was afraid to tell them the news.
He just wanted to find a place to cry happily.
After the Indians left, Liu Zhenming sneaked into the Chinese city while the night was dark, and then sneaked back to his mansion.
More than ten days have passed since Liu Zhenming went to carry out the beheading operation, and his "death" has been transmitted back by the British army in Keelung.
The entire Chinese city was in a state of tremor. Ji Li had no other way except to shed tears every night. She still had a hint of hope in her heart, hoping that her husband, who was full of mist on her body, could return safely.
But the news that came made her almost crazy. The unique saber, as time passed, had not yet heard any good news, made Ji Li's heart sink. Every night, she would wake up from the nightmare, and the content of the nightmare was that Liu Zhenming was shot to death by random shots.
A creaking sound came from the window. Ji Li was frightened and raised her head and opened, and saw a black shadow flashing in quickly.
"Who?" Ji Li had just asked at the time, and the person came to hugged her in her arms and kissed her on her mouth.
"Oh, oh (the latest chapter of the president's substitute lover)!" Ji Li struggled violently at first, then smelled the familiar breath, opened her eyes wide and saw the familiar figure, and finally stopped moving, allowing Liu Zhenming to move violently.
Liu Zhenming wanted to forget everything, so he roughly tore open Ji Li's clothes and lingered with Ji Li on the bed, floor, window, table, and chairs in the room, and lingered with him.
Only Ji Li's moving ** can help him find a place to hide from the world in this cruel era when power and force are everything, so that he can forget all the pain.
No matter how difficult it is, Liu Zhenming was determined to avenge Ye Geyin and others, overthrow British colonial rule, and turn this land into a real Chinese paradise.
He will no longer be impulsive. He will no longer show his sharpness. Even if he gives in for a while, even if he endures for many years, as long as he can finally achieve his goal, he will be willing to do whatever he wants. Liu Zhenming is no longer the Liu Zhenming who used to do things with only passion.
The two hugged each other, tangled with their bodies and limbs, enjoying the harmonious taste of love between men and women.
Ji Li had time to speak, and she Qi Ran said, "My lover! Sophie is really afraid that we will never have such a happy moment again."
Liu Zhenming reluctantly kept calm and said slowly: "Don't worry! The enemy has not died yet, how could I die?"
Ji Li said softly: "If my husband had something to do, Sophie would never live alone in this world."
She had seen the sadness in Liu Zhenming's eyes and felt the coldness in Liu Zhenming's body. She just wanted to use her body temperature to warm him.
Although I don’t know how Liu Zhenming escaped, Ji Li believes that some information will not be wrong, such as 300 Chinese people were sacrificed.
Ji Li hugged Liu Zhenming tightly, let him stay in her body, and said softly: "Liu! Don't be so sad, okay!"
Liu Zhenming hugged her tightly and buried her head in her soft chest, as if she had found a warm and safe harbor, and said softly: "The only difference is that the desolate soul is gone (carrying a seal book with you)! Life is separation, death is separation, and death is separation. I, Liu Zhenming, are sorry to them."
Although Ji Li couldn't understand it very much, she felt a lot of pain in her heart and she said in tears: "Liu, you and me, and there are many other people, kiss me! Love me!"
Until the two of them didn't want to move a finger, Liu Zhenming's mood improved slightly, and the pain in his heart seemed to have disappeared. His occasional sad eyes made Ji Li know that he was hiding the pain deeply in his heart.
Ji Li whispered: "There is recent news in Chinese City. Do you want to listen to me?"
Liu Zhenming cheered up and nodded gently.
Ji Li said: "The news of my husband's death came eight days ago, and it was sent by the British army in Keelung. At first, no one believed it, but until today, there is no news about you. Zhang Crazyman, He Xiaoqing and others were anxious and sent many people to investigate. As the news returned became more and more unfavorable, some people began to shake."
Liu Zhenming asked in a deep voice: "What are the reactions of He Xiaoqing, Zhang Crazy, Jin Xiaowu, Ergouzi, and Zhang Donglai?"
Ji Li hugged the man and whispered in his ear: "Zhang Crazy said she wanted to avenge you, Zhang Donglai and Ergouzi both supported her, He Xiaoqing believed you were fine, and said wait and see, Jin Xiaowu also said wait and see, the few people quarreled and no one convinced anyone."
Liu Zhenming felt relieved. Although he was quarreling, no one proposed to surrender to the British army.
"What about the British?" Liu Zhenming had already thought that the British might have regarded Ye Geyin as him.
"The British asked us to surrender! They have been sent here, but they were locked up by Zhang Qianzi. Also, we caught several Germans, and they said they wanted to see you." Ji Li said the important soft and light words that happened in more than ten days. (To be continued...)