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3357 What a big deal

Gladstone is indeed not a good diplomat, nor is he an excellent conspirator. He is more likely to deal with Xiao Letian because he can't withstand the pressure from the queen.

With his original intention, he should devote his energy to developing his internal affairs well at this moment. The damaged infrastructure in the UK and the scarce schools and hospitals are the key points he should pay attention to.

Because of neglect, this threatening negotiation seems aggressive on the surface, but it is very superficial!

Xiao Letian had already found a countermeasure against Gladstone's routine, but in fact he was ready when he was in Switzerland.

Just as the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was verbalizing, Luo Huo, who was left behind in the Chinese Embassy, ​​was pacing back and forth anxiously. Next door was the telegraph room. Four telegraphers were staring at the quiet telegraph machine like they were guarding their own son.

"Why haven't you called yet? Damn it, have you changed your mind? Why haven't you called yet..."

"These European big noses are so unreliable to do things, they are all a group of stupid pigs..."

Luo Huo's scolding almost overturned the roof of the embassy, ​​and the guards and the servants did not dare to say anything.

Just when Luo Huo had drunk three cups of green tea and couldn't suppress his anger, a sudden burst of exclamation came from the telegraph room next door, "There is a signal...there is a signal..."

The crowd suddenly surrounded him, and the ticking telegraph machine spit out the code notes, and the translators quickly began to translate into English, Chinese, French, Spanish...

Luo Huo was holding the original telegram with different words and suddenly laughed wildly, "Coward... Hahaha... What a coward... But I just like you, coward!"

"Prepare the carriage and go to the British Foreign Office..."

The carriage with Chinese flags has the privilege of rushing around the streets. When the London police, who were maintaining public order, saw the crazy embassy carriage, quickly blew the sirens to maintain order in advance.

When Luo Huo rushed to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Luo Jiano Hall was already tense and the talks were about to collapse. With the support of the British, the Spanish representative was indeed poor and poor. He did not choose either of the two paths of the head of state, but he was tough and asked the Chinese to withdraw their troops and pay compensation.

If you don’t accept the conditions, then start a war. What else is there to say, but these Spanish people are still alive and do not say anything about going to war. They just want to scold the Chinese people by spitting on the stars.

The old duke was as excited as smoking opium. With the support of Britain, he was like accepting a new father. The representative of Queen Isabella, the goatee, kept silent and watched coldly.

The scene was already in a difficult situation. The Duke of Newcastle, who had a good personal relationship with Xiao Letian, lowered his head and said nothing. He couldn't bear to see his business partner suffer such a great crime.

Just when the scene was unsuccessful, the door of the hall was suddenly knocked open, and General Luo Huo, dressed in military uniform, rushed in, and was so murderous that he was stunned.

"You...what do you want to do...This is London, not Paris..." The Spanish old duke's legs became weak, and he wanted to stand up but had no strength at all.

"What are you looking at? I don't bring any weapons. We Chinese are not as savage as you..." Luo Huo stuffed him and stood attentively in front of Xiao Letian.

"Report to the Head of State, Spain calls, His Majesty Amadio I sent you a telegram..."

"Remember!" Xiao Letian said with a gloomy face.

"Yes!" Luo Huo glanced at the clowns coldly and began to recite loudly. "Dear Chinese head of state, Mr. Xiao Letian, personally started. After a long and careful consideration, I think it is a tragedy to break out in war between our two countries..."

"God doesn't want to see the blood continue to shed in the world, so I carefully considered your suggestions... In the name of the King of Spain, I formally decided to transfer the sovereignty of the main island of Luzon to you personally for 10 million pounds..."

"This is my lowest price, please don't bargain anymore..."

Almost no one wants to listen to the diplomatic rhetoric of Rory. When everyone heard the news that the main island of Luzon was sold for 10 million pounds, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs burst into anger.

"O God! This is false, this is impossible..." The Spanish delegation was the first to jump out to protest.

Gladston was also stunned, "Sell...selled? The Philippines' main island lets...selled this new king? How is this possible!"

The Duke of Newcastle was also stupid. No one expected that just when the diplomats were still working hard, the Spanish king of Madrid actually sold the Philippines privately!

"Fake it must be fake!"

Xiao Letian curled his lips and smiled at these furious European politicians. He didn't refute them when he heard their scolding. The remaining Chinese officials all crossed their hands on their chests happily and watched the excitement.

Gladstone's face turned red. He didn't say he was alive, but his subordinates were helping him confirm all this, and someone even sent a confirmation telegram directly to Madrid.

But they didn't have to work hard. Half an hour later, the British Foreign Office received a royal telegram from Madrid, indicating that it was transferred to the delegation of Spain.

Everything was exactly the same as the first telegram, where Amadio I ordered the delegation to reach an agreement with the Chinese to sell the main island of Luzon to Xiao Lotte for 10 million pounds.

Here Amadio changed the concept. The main island of Luzon was not sold directly to the Chinese people. The king did not want the parliament of both sides to intervene, but to Xiao Lotte.

Since the European colonial era was the most prosperous period of monarchy and divine power, the new continent developed by Europeans at that time belonged to God, and the second was the king's personal.

In the early days of Spanish rule over the Philippines, the European parliamentary system had not yet been fully unfolded, which created a legal loophole that could be exploited.

When the king handles domestic affairs, he must obtain the consent of the parliament. This is a rule that only appeared after the Great Revolution.

When the king handled colonial affairs, he had privileges because of his historical origins!

In fact, this tradition can be seen from the titles of kings of various countries. For example, the predecessor of Amadio I was the sow who took refuge in France politically.

Her title during her reign was the 'God of Isabella II, who was blessed by the grace of God, Castilla, Leon, Aragon, Two Sicily, Jerusalem, Navarra, Granada, Toledo, Valencia, Galicia, Majorca, Seville, Sardinia, Cordoba, Corsica, Murcia, Mennocca, Jaen, Los Algavez, Algeciras, Gibraltar, Canary Islands, East and West India, Queen of continents and islands in the ocean; Grand Duke of Austria; Duke of Burgundy, Brabant and Milan; Earl of Asperg, Flanders, Tyrol and Barcelona; Lords of Biscay and Morina...etc.'

Among these series of titles, East India refers to the Indian Ocean and Southeast Asia! The Philippines is included!

Someone said, what if the Queen of War lost part of the territory? In fact, it is very simple, and it doesn't matter if you take one from this string of titles.

If Amadio I sold Luzon Island to Xiao Letian, then he would take away East India, among the string of titles, and this title would be placed on Xiao Letian's head.

The king was able to bypass the parliament and privately sell off the colony, which should be said to be a big loophole in the European system at that time!

Xiao Letian looked at Gladstone and smiled faintly, "Prime Minister, it seems that Amadio I and I are both pacifists, and we are willing to use money to solve the problem!"

"Do you have any objections?"

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