"In fact, it's not that I can't do anything. In fact, even if the top scholars in Europe get together at this moment, they may not be able to refute Xiao Letian's theory!"

"It's so scary, it's so scary... I'm not afraid of Chinese cannons and foreign guns, nor their airships and warships. What I'm afraid of is what's in their minds!"

"Xiao Letian has a complete set of ideas that arm the brains of the Chinese people, and everyone is no longer confused under his command!"

"Whether it is technical improvement or the formulation of international strategies, he can always succeed. This is no longer the word luck can explain!"

"It was not until this trip to Naha that I heard his analysis of the economy of the Far East with my own ears that I realized that the so-called good luck is just a little bit of waves driven by his profound thoughts like the sea!"

"He has figured out the population issues, commercial operations issues, industrial resources and market issues...even the issue of logistics costs for us!"

"I don't know how to refute him. He was very calm and calm. He just told us the cruel facts like introducing how many dishes there were at lunchtime!"

"God! I really don't know what to do. I don't know how to increase the population of the Far East, and I don't know how to get cheaper resources..."

"I have no solution to the problem of high logistics costs. I don't even know how to develop agriculture in the Far East and how to support the increased population with my own strength!"

When Ulangeli wrote this, he was almost broken. He threw down his pen and smoked irritably in the room, his eyes rosy.

He grabbed his hair like crazy, stamped his feet and pounded his chest, but after releasing his emotions, he still sat back on the chair helplessly.

"I cannot solve these terminal illnesses, and I don't believe that the fanatical nobles who have never been to the Far East in Moscow can solve them!"

"Who can come up with some useful suggestions besides venting their anger? Which of them can solve these problems?"

"Your Majesty... I can only say to you with great regret... accept the Chinese's conditions. Xiao Letian's offer is the last bottom line. The Chinese will not give in any further..."

"Sign up! Cut the mess quickly and solve this problem of being too big, and re-formulate our Far East strategy..."

Ulangeli threw down his pen again. This time he unscrewed a bottle of vodka and raised his head and drank it. There were sour cucumbers and pickled raw lard on the table, which were his favorite dishes to serve.

The greasy, bitter and salty raw lard, combined with the greasy sour cucumber, formed a very exciting taste. Then a large mouthful of vodka was added, and the hot feeling of the spirits in his throat were mixed together, which immediately made him feel excited.

"I risk my life to advise Your Majesty... The future Imperial East Asia guarantees the interests of the future empire, and we can only choose to cooperate with the Chinese. We must let go of our arrogance from the past and contact the Chinese carefully!"

"We are already behind. The Chinese have new technologies that we do not have, the funds we are most in a hurry, and the huge market to do business... At this moment, our empire cannot do without China, not China cannot do without us!"

"Integrate into the Chinese business circle, make money, and find ways to cooperate... This is the only way to enhance our national strength in the future!"

"I say something rebellious... Your Majesty, you must change your past concept of blindly expanding your territory! I vaguely discovered that the future world territory is only part of the national strength, and his weight is constantly decreasing!"

"Other things that are not very intuitive are the real manifestations of the strength of an empire!"

"How many college students do we Tsarist Russia have? How many technology patents do we have? How much large population market does it have?"

"How many strategic resources can we control... Finally, what height can our productivity reach!"

"These factors combined with a territory area are the real national strength of an empire!"

"Your Majesty, please listen to the old minister's crying and loyal advice. Please look up and see the future of the human world! You must learn from Peter the Great, and for the sake of being able to condescend to be a soldier in the new world, hide in the envoy to learn from the new world!"

"Let go of all the contempt for the Chinese people! We must admit that now facing the Chinese people, we are primary school students!"

Having written this, the excited Ulan Geli even poked the tip of the pen with a fountain pen, and the ink was soaked on the manuscript paper, like a piece of black blood!

Ulan Geli looked up and put half a bottle of strong liquor again, then ate a few pieces of raw lard and a sour cucumber. At this moment, his eyes were red, and his heart was about to make a difficult decision!

He changed a pen again, but this time his hands holding the pen were already trembling, and he mustered up the courage to start writing again.

"Great Your Majesty! I know the great pressure your Majesty is facing... If you nodded and promised this treaty, those conspiring nobles will definitely take the opportunity to provoke you!"

"I... I have nothing else to help Your Majesty!"

"I here assure Your Majesty... When the new treaty will come into effect next year, I..."

"I will commit suicide in Beijing! I am willing to die here... the corpse will be buried outside Beijing... I can resist all responsibilities!"

"Your Majesty can attribute all the blame to me, and my life will be exchanged for the future stability of the empire!"

"I have no other request... I just hope that Your Majesty can treat me well... I... my relatives who stay in my hometown..."

"Ulan Grie...the last work!"

It was written that Ulangeli threw the pen to the corner of the wall, and then suddenly opened the window, allowing the northwest wind of the capital to blow directly in at the winter night.

"I won't leave! Just bury it here...ah!" The screams were like a wolf howling.

Tsarist Russia, Qing Dynasty and Chinese, the Three Kingdoms, which lasted for many years, came to an end. When the Tsar of Moscow received a secret telegram from Ulangeli, the Tsar himself confines himself for one day, and no one knows what the Tsar was doing.

On April 10, 1874, Ulangeli signed the "The Final Treaty of the Qing and Russia's Border Exploration" on behalf of the Tsar at the Zongli Yamen, which determined all the land that Xiao Letian wanted in this treaty.

At the same time, Ulangeli and King Xiang Shaolong of the Far East signed the Treaty of Vladivostok. Tsarist Russia finally recognized the Far East as a legal country, and Tsarist Russia gave up all territorial demands.

Finally, the war between Tsarist Russia and Xiao Lotte signed the "China-Russia Peace Treaty" and finally ended, and Xiao Lotte began to send Tsarist Russian prisoners in batches.

At this moment, the "Naha Secret Treaty" that laid the foundation for these three treaties was not made public. This is the secret ace that Xiao Letian held in his hands in the future.

On May 5, 1874, the Chinese Dragon Boat Festival, Wulan Geli visited Wanshou Mountain in Kunming Lake!

On the dragon boat, Ulan Geli ate three of his favorite meat dumplings. After that, when no one could react, he resolutely jumped into the lake and committed suicide!

After learning the news, Xiao Letian lamented, "This is Qu Yuan of Tsarist Russia! Our opponent, but he is the loyal minister of the Tsar!"

Note: I have updated, and I have updated today! Brothers and sisters, smash me to death with rice dumplings!
Chapter completed!