Make France Great Again

For Rifat Pasha, France's attitude towards the delegation could indirectly reflect the French Empire's attitude towards the Ottoman Empire.

No matter how many good things the previous Ambassador Walewski said about the French Empire, they were not as true as what Rifat Pasha felt now!

After listening to Rifat Pasha's speech, Fleury, who was standing next to Rifat Pasha, immediately smiled and said to Rifat Pasha: "Your Majesty once told me that France and Osman are a pair. Close partners! Although our two countries are not allies yet, we have a closer relationship than ordinary allies!

In the future, the French Empire and the Ottoman Empire will need to work together so that they can jointly maintain peace and tranquility in the Mediterranean! "

"That's right! That's right!" Rifat Pasha nodded slightly and said: "France and the Ottoman Empire must unite to maintain peace in the Mediterranean!"

After the brief greetings ended, time gradually reached dusk. The originally light blue sky had gradually become dim, as if it had been coated with a layer of gray paint by the Creator. The fiery round that originally hung in the southwest sky I don’t know when the “disk” “slipped” to the west. This round ball, whose surface emits light and heat to nourish all things, is slowly “sneaking” into the seabed of the Mediterranean Sea. The entire western sky has been filled with fiery red. Covered, the cunning moonlight looks particularly soft and weak under the fiery red halo.

Fleury looked at the scene of the sun and moon alternating in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: "Sunset is a law of nature, just like the sun rises!"

"Yes!" Although Rifat Pasha didn't understand why Fleury said such inconsistent words, it did not prevent Rifat Pasha from echoing.

Since it was already getting late, it was inconvenient to hurry. Fleury arranged the Ottoman Empire mission to a luxury hotel near the port of Marseille and sent a team of National Guard soldiers to protect the mission's safety and prevent emergencies.

After the Ottoman delegation was completely settled, Fleury walked out of the hotel alone.

Fleury, who was walking as fast as he could, walked along the streets filled with gas lamps and soon arrived at the gate of the official telegraph office closest to the hotel.

Looking at the brightly lit telegraph office in front of him, Fleury stood at the door and gently knocked on the carved wooden door of the telegraph office.

"Who is it?" After a while, an impatient voice came from the telegraph office room. The door opened slowly, and a drunken man appeared at the door. He looked at Fleury impatiently and said, "It's so late! What's the matter?"

Immediately, he picked up the wine in his hand and drank it hard, and burped at Fleury. The smell of mixed alcohol and garlic made Fleury feel uncomfortable. He frowned and looked at the guy in front of him and said : "I want to send a report!"

"Send a report? Hehe!" The big man under the influence of alcohol waved his hands unsteadily and responded: "Then you can come back during the day!"

"I have something urgent to report to Paris!" Fleury emphasized again.

"I don't care! I said it's daytime!" The drunken man said unreasonably, pointing his finger behind him and saying: "I have the final say here! Whatever I say is what I say!"

Facing the big man in front of him who didn't know his priorities, Fleury couldn't bear it anymore. He flew directly and kicked the big man.

The big man was kicked into the room by Fleury, who also stepped into the telegraph office unhurriedly.

At this time, in addition to the drunken strong man, there were four other people in the telegraph office who seemed to be members of the telegraph office.

The group of telegraph office members first looked at the uninvited guest who had "intruded" in shock, and then looked at the strong man lying on the ground.

The strong man sitting on the ground who was kicked also reacted. He roared at Fleury with a look of disbelief: "You actually dare to kick me! Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are! I don't want to know who is behind you!" Fleury pointed at the strong man in front of him and pronounced his judgment word for word: "From now on, you are no longer from here! "

Fleury then pointed to a member sitting in the corner of the transmitter and said: "Send a telegram to Paris immediately. The content of the telegram is as follows: The Ottoman Empire delegation has successfully arrived at the port of Marseille and is expected to arrive in Paris tomorrow. ! I hope the Ministry of Foreign Affairs can take countermeasures well!"

"Yes! Yes!" After hearing the words "Paris", "Ottoman delegation", "Ministry of Foreign Affairs" and other key words, the operator immediately realized that the guy in front of him was probably someone from Paris, and he hurriedly agreed. One sentence.

On the other side, the half-drunk and half-awake drunk also heard the "keyword" from Fleury's mouth. He realized that the collapse of the iron plate was mentioned and looked at Fleury with a trembling mouth: "I...I... "

"Idiot! Just wait to be summoned by the judicial authorities!" Fleury couldn't help but cursed. He really didn't want to waste his energy on an idiot. However, some idiots just don't know how much they weigh. Hit the muzzle of his gun.

"I'm really sorry. I accidentally got drunk just now! I'm really sorry!" Upon hearing the "judicial summons", the drunken man's face immediately turned pale. He realized that he was in a bad situation and staggered to his feet. He came to Fleury's side and apologized profusely, without any of the domineering energy he had just now.

"I said! Just wait for the judicial summons! Not only you, but the idiot who recommended you in the first place must get out of here! Do you understand?" Fleury said impatiently. .

At this time, the drunken man was completely desperate. Now Te had not only cheated himself, but also cheated his brother-in-law, a civil servant who worked in the city hall.

It is conceivable that his brother-in-law would beat his brother-in-law to death if he knew that one of his drunken and crazy behaviors resulted in both the drunkard and him facing suspension.

Thinking of this, the drunken man once again felt his legs and feet were weak. With dull eyes, he once again collapsed on the ground, and tears of regret flowed down the paint.

Gu Yan/span However, Fleury didn't care whether the drunken man regretted it or not. When he heard the transmitter stop beeping, he asked again: "How is it? Has it been sent?"

"Sent it!" the reporter immediately stood up and responded.

"Very good!" Fleury nodded to the reporter, then pointed at the drunken man and said to them: "Now, throw this idiot out of here!"

"This..." They, who were usually photographed by the powerful man, hesitated for a moment.

"Don't worry! This idiot and the guy behind him will be fired directly! You don't have to worry about him retaliating against you!" Fleury said to the group of radio operators again.

Fleury's assurance encouraged the group of telegraph operators. They came to the drunken man Fei. One person grabbed his hands, another grabbed his shoulders, and another dragged his body. Lifted him up.

Today's drunken man is like a loser who lost his dreams and hopes in one day. With the statistical assistance of the radio operator, the drunken man was thrown directly on the street.

The operator returned to the telegraph office to receive compliments from Fleury.

After staying at the telegraph office and getting to know the drunken man and the forces behind him, Fleury left the telegraph office and returned to the hotel.

after an hour.

In Paris, hundreds of kilometers away from the port of Marseille, Fleury's telegram was delivered to the telegraph office in Paris.

The director of the telegraph office who received the news immediately conveyed the news to the department minister without any hesitation.

After receiving the telegram, the Minister of Railways immediately took advantage of the darkness to go to the Palace of Fontainebleau.

When Minister Baros arrived at the gate of Fontainebleau Palace, he found that Mokar had been waiting at the gate of Fontainebleau Palace.

"Come with me! His Majesty is waiting for you in the study!" Mokar said directly to Baros.

Baros followed Mokar into a study in the Palace of Fontainebleau.

Here, he not only saw the Emperor Jérôme Bonaparte, but also the Minister of Foreign Affairs De Ruys, the Minister of War Couzin Montauban, the Chief of General Staff Marshal Saint-Arnaud, and the First Division of Paris General Canrobert, the division commander.

Such descriptions of mobilizing troops and mobilizing troops made Baros wonder for a time whether His Majesty was going to send an army to the Near East.

"You're here!" Jérôme Bonaparte smiled and waved to Baros.

Baroche hurriedly came to Jérôme Bonaparte, curtsied to Jérôme Bonaparte and said, "Your Majesty!"

"Is there any news from Fleury?" Jérôme Bonaparte said to Baros with his wisdom in hand.

"That's right!" Baros nodded and responded to Jérôme Bonaparte.

Then, Baros told Jérôme Bonaparte the contents of Fleury's telegram.

"Okay!" Jérôme Bonaparte nodded, then looked at the imperial ministers present and said, "Do you think we should give this envoy from the Near East a slap in the face?"

Jérôme Bonaparte looked around, looking for the bookstore www.zhaoshuyuan. ｃｍ St. Arnaud, who was Jérôme Bonaparte's confidant, immediately expressed his position: "Your Majesty, I think it is necessary! Only in this way can the Ottoman Empire pay more attention to us! Before, the navy used naval guns to make them surrender. .This time it’s our army, so I suggest that a massive military exercise should be held to let them see our strength!”

"What do you think?" Jérôme Bonaparte turned his attention to Canrobert, commander of the 1st Division (Reorganized), and Couzin Montauban, the Minister of War.

"I agree!"

"I agree!"

Canrobert and Couzin Montauban certainly agreed with Saint Arnaud. After the reorganization was completed, the French army really needed to show off its muscles.

"What about you?" Jérôme Bonaparte looked at Foreign Minister De Ruys.

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