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Chapter 43 The reception situation

Stewang could fully understand the meaning of Wang Hengyue's words. He nodded slightly: "In my opinion, what China lacks most is orators, and what it lacks most is doers. But Rong County is too small. You need

A larger environment.”

"A bigger environment?" Wang Hengyue smiled: "What is a bigger environment? Is Chengdu big? Is Sichuan big? But that's not a place I can get involved in. I need arms, but the superiors won't give me money.

"I need soldiers, but I can only rely on my own strength to recruit them; I need an arsenal, but for me now, it's just a pipe dream."

"So, you have to be in a certain position to achieve this." Si Wang raised the wine glass in his hand and touched it lightly with Wang Hengyue: "You have already seen the consuls of various countries, but now they also include

I, among others, will not give you any substantial help because your official position is too small. However, when one day you sit in a certain position in the future, we will take the initiative to consider working with you without even having to ask.

The possibility of your cooperation.”

Wang Hengyue took a sip of wine silently. What Wang said was the truth.

For a person with a humble official position, the consuls may chat with you for a while out of politeness, but they will never give you any help. Unless you can become a strong man.

The only advantage I have now is that I recognized these consuls through Clayman. Maybe this is a good platform...

"Sichuan Admiral Ma Weiqi's horse army has arrived!"

Following the sound, Ma Weiqi and his granddaughter Ma Yunxin walked in together.

This was a respected official, and consuls from various countries came up to shake hands with him and exchange greetings. Zhao Erxun then came over and had a conversation with Ma Weiqi.

Wang Hengyue was not qualified to step forward. He stood there boredly for a while, but saw Ma Weiqi walking towards him, and quickly stepped forward: "Ma Junmen."

"Wang Hengyue, Wang Shuzhi!" Ma Weiqi didn't have Zhao Erxun's airs at all. When he saw Wang Hengyue, he looked very interested and pointed to his granddaughter: "Yesterday they came back and talked about you to me. I had some complaints at the time.

, why don’t you invite such a young hero to your home? Later I found out that you were also coming to the reception, so I wanted to come and meet you no matter what."

"The army is full of praise. Heng Yue only succeeded twice by chance."

"It's not a fluke, it's not a fluke." Ma Weiqi smiled and waved his hand. Just as he was about to talk to him in detail, the reception started.

Kleiman stood in the middle, raised a glass of wine and made a speech. He simply said that Fan Lixi Company's Chengdu office would be officially upgraded to the Chengdu branch from now on.

After talking there for a quarter of an hour, it ended. There was applause all around. After a while, the dance music started, and those foreigners walked into the dance floor in twos and threes. As soon as Pete heard the dance music, he became interested and invited a foreign woman nearby to join him.

dance floor.

"How decent is it to hug someone?" Ma Weiqi frowned.

Ma Weiqi once served as an official in Guangdong and was in an open place. When he saw him now, he was still unhappy. Ma Yunxin asked quietly: "Officer Wang, can you dance?"

"How can I dance?" Wang Hengyue rubbed his nose and smiled bitterly.

Ma Yunxin was very surprised: "Captain Wang, I heard that you came back from the United States. Have you never learned to dance?"

"Foreigners are shameless people, hugging men and women, showing their chests and shoulders, and cannot be educated." Ma Weiqi heard her granddaughter's words and was very disdainful: "Although I have lived overseas for a long time, I am a Chinese citizen after all. How can I imitate foreigners?"

Those things?”

Ma Yunxin stuck out her tongue and did not dare to openly argue with her grandfather.

Ma Weiqi then asked: "Shuzhi has been overseas for a long time. Dare I ask Shuzhi, if war breaks out again between the imperial court and foreign barbarians, what are the chances of winning?"

This is too much praise for Wang Hengyue. Ma Weiqi, the dignified admiral, discussed this matter with a small team officer.

Wang Hengyue was not mentally prepared and thought about it for a long time: "There is no chance of winning."

"No chance of winning?" Ma Weiqi did not expect Wang Hengyue to say this: "I have also fought with the French, but that's it. Moreover, the court now pays so much attention to the new army, purchasing weapons in large quantities, hiring foreign instructors, and all provinces are thriving.

Why is there no chance of winning?"

"You may be able to win one or two local battles, but overall you will definitely lose." Wang Hengyue also did not hide his inner thoughts: "Winning a war does not mean just having a few new-style armies. What we are fighting is the overall national strength. Our national strength is not as good as that of others.

, the imperial court... this military sect knows what it is. Although the army has changed, and new armies are being organized and trained in various places, and it has improved greatly, we are making progress, and other countries are also making progress, and the pace is faster than

We are big.”

"Don't be good at talking about the court." Ma Weiqi sighed: "You have lived abroad for a long time, and you have come into contact with a lot of ideas of the revolutionary party. Do you also think that only the revolutionary party can save the overall situation?"

"Not even the Revolutionary Party!"

Wang Hengyue's words surprised Ma Weiqi. Wang Hengyue said calmly: "The Revolutionary Party encourages uprisings here and there, but it does not have any regular military power in its hands. It is nothing more than inciting young students and sympathizers in the New Army. Even in the future

We can succeed by luck, but the officials in various places have their own plans, so how can they listen to them?"

Ma Weiqi nodded slightly while listening: "Where is Sun Wen? I heard that this person is making a big fuss now."

"Sun Wen?" Wang Hengyue curled his lips: "He is a typical representative who has no military power in his hands."

Ma Weiqi smiled and said: "In your opinion, what should our country do?"

"This is not what Hengyue can say." Although Wang Hengyue had something in his heart, it was too shocking to say it in front of a Manchu official.

While he was talking there, he suddenly saw Zhao Erxun's entourage hurried in, holding a telegram in his hand, and whispered a few words in Zhao Erxun's ear. Zhao Erxun's face suddenly changed, and he was stunned. After a while,

Wiping his eyes with his sleeve, Ma Weiqi came over. He was walking in a hurry, staggered and almost fell. He stood up quickly and walked faster.

Pulling Ma Weiqi aside, Wang Hengyue noticed in particular that Ma Weiqi's expression also changed suddenly, and he burst into tears.

Wang Hengyue was overjoyed in his heart. Just looking at the expressions of these two people and counting the time, he couldn't understand what happened. He had done enough to wait for this day!

Zhao Erxun and Ma Weiqi cried at each other for a while, then walked to Kleiman. Kleiman was stunned and hurriedly asked the band to stop.

No one knew what happened, but Zhao Erxun was crying bitterly, with tears streaming down his face, and his voice trembled as he said:

"I, the Queen Mother and the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, have arrived!"


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