Chapter 563 Shao Quanzhong hits a wall

At Windsor Castle, Emperor Alfonso I of France met with Karl Victoria Lafayette who had returned from Ottawa.

Logically, Alfonso I was Shao Quanzhong's brother-in-law, and Shao Quanzhong also made great contributions to the revival of the Bourbon monarchy.

But he intuitively realized that his brother-in-law was not the same kind of person as him, and if he had something to say, he would rather talk to Victoria Lafayette, the "Grandmother of Europe."

This 23-year-old boy didn't understand that this was called "class difference."

Although Shao Quanzhong is extremely powerful, he has always kept his original heart as a gangster and essentially belongs to the working class.

Shao Quanzhong was busy working for the country almost every day. He was still concerned about the international situation while lying on the beach of Cocos Island. He was incompatible with these elegant royal families who did not work...

Alfonso had a sad face, showing no excitement at all about the restoration of France and his return to Paris to restore his throne.

"Grand Empress Dowager, after another European war, France is no longer the same France, and Britain is no longer the same Britain. How did the world become like this?"

The old man had regained his composure. "Alfonso, France has actually changed after the Franco-Prussian War, but you haven't noticed it yet. Britain has indeed become different because of this European war."

"Is there no way back? Those peasants I dislike have all gotten promoted, but I can't do anything about it..."

The old man's voice was calm. "In fact, this may not be a bad thing for us. After all, the Windsor family and the Bourbon family still rule Britain and France, right?"

"This time when Britain was fighting against the German invasion, the Irish who organized the guerrillas divided up the land of the nobles in order to boost the morale of the guerrillas."

"Now the title of nobility has become an empty title. There are no more vassal kings who can challenge the royal power. The thrones of our two families have become more stable. This is the foundation of the thousand-year dynasty. It is something that previous kings wanted to do but could not do."

"Britain has long been a constitutional monarchy, and the officials who have the final say have changed from a bunch of ambitious nobles to red-haired peasants. What does it matter?"

The old Buddha gently patted Alfonso I's shoulder and said, "Young man, don't fight with Blanqui for government affairs when you go back. If you don't have the ruthlessness of little Wilhelmina, just be a good emperor who loves the people and get closer to the people, and the Bourbon royal family will be able to rule forever."

"After all, a country always needs a spiritual symbol, so that our descendants can still enjoy the blessings from generation to generation, right?"

"We are different from those noble ministers. Our losses are not great. They should be the ones who are anxious, not us."

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The old Buddha predicted the situation as if it were a god. At 10 Downing Street, Duke Randolph Churchill, who had just signed the Eight-Power Allied Forces with Blanqui and Jacob, was furious with his son with his mustache sticking up.

"What are you doing? It's fine that you led the people to fight against the German invasion, but why did you divide up the land of the nobles? Isn't this digging up our own roots?"

Young Churchill was very dissatisfied. "Dad, don't you think about it? If it weren't for my contribution, would you have been able to turn over a new leaf and become prime minister? Now you blame me."

Churchill rolled his eyes and said, "Dad, you guys fled to Ottawa. If I hadn't led the Irish to fight guerrillas, would you have come back? If you don't have a country anymore, what's the point of talking about land?"

"Don't I know how to protect our interests? But the red-haired people want land, and Waldersee wants his life."

Old Churchill spread his hands and said, "Now my colleagues are telling me to form a Homecoming Corps to take back the land. The military power is in the hands of those red-haired people. What can I do? Isn't this difficult for me?"

Little Churchill said, "It's been more than a hundred years since industrialization began. The world has entered the electronic age, and you old fogies are still staring at that little piece of land."

"Those red-haired people have military power, but unfortunately they don't have economic experts like Zhang Siwen. They still have to rely on us to handle government affairs, right?"

"What does it matter if we become a Finnish country? Let's learn from Daxia. The country pays to compensate the nobles who lost their land. How much money can you make from land? Aren't the factories still theirs? Isn't it better for them to just sit back and enjoy the dividends?"

"The red-haired people are asking to learn from Daxia's experience. The country's economy needs to be managed in a unified way. Wouldn't that mean you will have more power?"

"Unfortunately, I am too young and can do very little. Now is a time of great change, but it is time for heroes to show their talents. If I had the power that my father has, I would make Britain great again."

"Okay, I'm not going to talk to you, you old stubborn guy. The war is over and I have to go back to school."

Huh? Thinking about it this way, it seems not bad. The brat has some brains, but——

"Come back, you bastard boy. How can Daying afford to compensate the nobles now?"

Young Churchill turned around and sneered, "Dad, you've been the Chancellor for so many years in vain. If you don't have money, just go to the Federation to borrow more. Don't worry about the debt. You can just go back to Germany to ask for compensation to fill the hole."

Old Churchill sighed, "My family has produced a talented person." "My boy, when you graduate from university, I will arrange for you to enter the House of Commons."

"Dad, with my reputation for leading people to fight against German aggression, I can be elected as a member of parliament without your arrangement. You should think more about it. It is serious to go to Cairo for a meeting and ask Germany for war reparations."

Old Churchill rolled his eyes when his son choked him, but he was in a good mood.

Twenty minutes later, the supplementary clauses of the Atlantic Charter were sent to Bryan, who was left behind in the Federation, via telegram. Britain continued to borrow $78 billion from the Federation for post-war recovery and social reform. As soon as Shao Jizeng and Louise came to power in Britain, they were burdened with another huge debt.

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On June 1890, 6, the Cairo Peace Conference was held.

The specific terms for the aftermath of the European war were debated in the conference room by Wu Ziyi, Blanqui, British Foreign Secretary Cecil, Jacob, and Russian Foreign Minister Chernyshevsky.

In theory, Shao Quanzhong came to Cairo to meet old friends and chat, which is why Shao Jiming did not come.

However, the casual conversations among the bigwigs on the grass where they held the buffet actually determined the future direction of the world.

Shao Quanzhong saw Garfield in a wheelchair again. The Federation had given up war reparations, had no territorial claims in Europe, and had not sent anyone to the meeting. The two seemed to have come from afar to chat here.

"Shao, I heard that after the German-Austrian Alliance and the Eight-Power Alliance of Western and Northern Europe, Potowski brought in Piłsudski and the Finns to form an 'Eastern European Alliance'."

"Now that Europe is divided into three parts, there will be no more hegemons with ambitions to unify Europe. You and I can rest assured."

"Among the three alliances, the Deonan Alliance is in the middle and is guided by Daxia economically. The balance of Europe is left to you, Shao."

Shao Quanzhong shook his head. "You are too polite, Lao Jia. Xia and the United States are working together to maintain world peace. The Federation cannot stand aside and still needs to demonstrate its strength in Europe."

Garfield waved his hand. "I can't stop the domestic demands for glorious isolation. We only need the interests of America. In this European war, although Daxia has advanced weapons and has shown a combat capability that exceeds that of the Federation, it can't take care of America, right?"

Shao Quanzhong rolled his eyes and said, "This is not good. The world is connected, and only by communicating with each other can we make progress. You can do business in Eurasia, and we can also go to America."

"We in Daxia can prepare to build a cluster of ten aircraft carriers to protect our commercial interests around the world."

"Look, we lost Eagle Castle in Daxia due to a magnetic storm. This world is too small. We should not form our own small circles. It would be great if we could all be closely connected, right?"

Garfield smiled but said nothing. He waved his hand and his men brought over some faxed photos.

"Shao, your emphasis on science is an example for us to learn from. Although the Federation is not talented, it still has elite scientists."

"The destruction of Eagle Castle demonstrates the advanced technology of Daxia. When I came here, I asked our scientists to learn from Daxia. Unexpectedly, their performance exceeded my expectations. In just a few days, they have figured out the magnetic storm."

"Look, Shao, this is the long-distance telegraph receiving system that our country has established in major cities. Should we conduct a trans-Pacific telegraph test to demonstrate the sincere cooperation between the scientific communities of our two countries?"

Shao Quanzhong was stunned when he saw the many iron tower antennas suddenly appearing in New York in the photo.

After a long silence, he said, "Lao Jia, I am a rough man and don't understand science. I don't know what this thing is. I will ask Tesla when I get back."

Seeing Shao Quanzhong playing dumb, Garfield smiled and said, "It's okay, there's no rush. Brian is preparing to hold a Pan-American Leaders' Conference, and both the Bau Heavenly Kingdom Federation and Cuba will participate. When the time comes, we will invite Daxia to send observers to attend the meeting."

"sure."

Shao Quanzhong perfunctorily replied with a very bad look on his face, "Well, Lao Jia, I ate too much cold food and my stomach is not feeling well. I'm going back first."

Seeing that Shao Quanzhong had hit a wall with him, Garfield looked at the back of his "old friend", gently patted the wheelchair with his right hand, laughed, and was in a very good mood.

After returning to his room and closing the door, Shao Quanzhong slammed the table and said, "Fuck it, there really are no permanent allies in this world."

"Old Jia is really starting to steal my little brother. He doesn't even think about whether the King of England will vote for him?"

Yali looked at Shao Quanzhong blankly, "Your Majesty, Cuba is too close to the Federation. We don't have the power to protect them."

Shao Quanzhong's beard puffed up, "I don't care. The territory conquered by my people must not be handed over to others without any reason."

Shao Quanzhong stood up and said, "All under heaven belongs to the king, and all the people are his subjects. If I can't even protect King Yi, who the hell is willing to continue to be my little brother?"

"I'd rather fight them than swallow this humiliation."

Yali was very worried. "We have to travel thousands of miles to fight a war at someone's doorstep. How can we win?"

Shao Quanzhong suddenly sat down dejectedly and scratched his bald head. Am I really going to swallow this humiliation?

"Report to the commander-in-chief, the Queen Regent of the Netherlands, Emma, requests an audience."

(End of this chapter)

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