1890 King of Southeast Asia

"Tell me slowly, don't rush." ​​Listening to the girl's hoarse cry, Zhao Dabao wanted to understand the situation, but he couldn't force her to speak.

"We were all captured. They kept us to vent their desires or give us to copper smelters.

Her sister was sent away this morning. If nothing unexpected happens, we will be sent there too." Another slightly older girl sat on the ground, looking at Zhao Dabao expressionlessly.

Zhao Dabao was stunned, then turned his head to look at the carriage.

The door of the carriage had been opened by the soldiers, who asked the children to get off, but they all looked at the soldiers numbly without moving.

He hadn't noticed it before, but now he found that these children all had one characteristic, they were cute, dressed beautifully, and even the boys had delicate makeup.

The clothes were bright, but too mature and slightly exposed - for adults.

There is no doubt that this should not be children's clothes, even in Europe and the United States.

"Are you serious?" Zhao Dabao had already believed it in his heart, but he still asked one more question.

"You don't believe it? You can ask the people in the car. It's not their first time there. They have experienced it themselves." The older girl glanced at the carriage.

"Hey! If you want revenge, tell us what happened to you." The older girl shouted at the carriage.

There was silence, and only a few older boys looked at each other.

"Sister Qiqi... Aren't they officials? Will they help us?" A boy asked tremblingly.

Zhao Dabao looked at this scene and felt his blood rushing up, his face flushed.

"Notify the General Staff and immediately send troops to blockade and control the concession area. The gunboats will patrol along the river and control the entry and exit of people!"

"Investigate all churches one by one... Go to the military camp and find those hooligans. It is impossible that no one will investigate the missing child. I want to know who did it and how big the scale is! Where did the child go!"

"Control this church. No one is allowed to leave. The machine guns occupy the commanding heights."

"Let the chief of staff report this matter to His Majesty immediately!"

"Also, notify the docks and artillery positions to blockade them completely from now on. All ships will be thoroughly checked and those with unknown identities will be immediately detained."

Zhao Dabao took off his coat, wrapped the girl up and put her on the carriage.

The guard wanted to follow suit, but he was covered with parts and belts, and it was troublesome to take them off, so he stripped the priest's clothes and threw him into the carriage.

"General, this is the French Concession..." The priest was still arguing.

Snap!

Puff…

Zhao Dabao slapped the priest in the face with anger. The priest tilted his body and spat out a mouthful of old blood, with two teeth in the blood.

Dang!

The bell rang again, and Zhao Dabao subconsciously looked up at the hanging clock on the roof.

That was the commanding height. Three guards had already controlled it and set up the machine gun unloaded from the car.

"Where do you want to send them?" Zhao Dabao looked at the priest.

"I'm French, this is a French lease, you have no right to arrest me..." The priest shrank into a ball and leaned against the wheel of the carriage.

At this time, a lot of people who were busy with trouble had already surrounded them. Several white people were filled with righteous indignation and wanted to rush up. After the guards knocked out several teeth with the butt of a gun, most of them stood around honestly.

Some Chinese people in bright clothes looked ugly, and their eyes were changing between the child and Zhao Dabao.

The ragged Chinese applauded, looking proud, some spitting on the ground, looking at the people around them (everyone) with disdain.

Hmm...

The British lieutenant hid behind the car, clenching his fist with excitement, thinking for a while, took a penny, and asked a rickshaw driver to pass him a message, promising to give him another pound after the message was delivered.

"These stinking French guys are going to have a good show... But, the British nobles are not clean either, right?" The lieutenant thought about it and felt more and more reasonable.

"Who cares? I have already passed the message to them. If they are discovered, it can't be blamed on me. At most, I can change a colony to serve."

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On the afternoon of the 23rd, the two regiments entered the concession area, and the first to bear the brunt was the British and French concessions, and there was no resistance.

Germany and Austria-Hungary did not react, and Nanhua rushed into the concession area.

Belgium was the same, but they had time to react, but chose not to make trouble.

Russia chose to confront Nanhua, and Nanhua beat them up with superior forces and threw them back to the barracks.

Japan was the most stubborn, and the soldiers did not move, but a large group of ronin holding samurai swords tried to stop Nanhua's actions. After being injured by trucks, seven or eight of them dispersed.

The American Concession was incorporated into the British Concession, retaining only a little management power, which had little to do with them.

Italy first acted as a guide, led the Nanhua soldiers to search the church in the concession, and then warmly entertained the Nanhua soldiers.

Well, Italy is not clean either. More than 30 priests were arrested and guarded by soldiers from both countries. The remaining priests are under investigation.

On the 25th, Liu Yiming got more comprehensive news.

"Missionaries, businessmen, managers, and even ordinary speculators and soldiers..."

"There are also compradors, gentry, ruffians, and yamen runners in the Qing Empire, all of whom have participated in this incident to a greater or lesser extent."

"I originally thought that the Tianjin Incident was only due to conflicts of faith and cultural differences. Now it seems that I was negligent."

"Next, your job is to investigate this matter, not only Tianjin, but the entire Qing Empire, as long as there are foreign churches... there are also human traffickers."

"Find out about this matter, we are powerless now, but it doesn't take much effort to keep accounts."

Liu Yiming took the interrogation results sent back by Zhao Dabao, and his breathing was a little rapid.

Among these people, the French and Japanese are the most arrogant.

Most French churches are full of filth, and people from ordinary businessmen to officers to consulates are involved in it. I don't know how many people have been persecuted.

Japan is engaged in human trafficking. It should be said that Japan not only trades in some Chinese, but also Japanese women, and the scale is not small.

"Yes!" Jiang Wang just nodded.

"Are there enough manpower and funds?" Liu Yiming picked up the lighter and asked.

"If we start now, there will be a shortage of funds, but we can move from other directions." Jiang Wang recalled the remaining funds.

"I will give you another two million from the royal family. Check it out. If the money is not enough, just tell me. When we settle the accounts, I hope to solve most of the problems cleanly and neatly." Liu Yiming exhaled a cigarette.

This is no longer the job of the intelligence department, but Liu Yiming can only do so. After all, Nanhua has no reason to directly manage the vast areas of the Qing Empire.

Moreover, in Liu Yiming's plan, the relationship between the two sides will be "unharmonious" in the next few years, and there is no reason to intervene.

"Yes!" Jiang Wang nodded.

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"Your Majesty, Zhao Dabao handled this matter a little rashly." Xu Hui was a little angry, but this anger was not enough to overwhelm his reason.

"Soldiers must be brave. We can't control the Qing Empire, but we have taken Tianjin Wei, so Tianjin Wei must follow our rules."

"It just so happens that I was thinking about how to take back the concession without paying a price, and I can do it with this opportunity."

"Notify the ambassadors of various countries and tell them that I will question the kings or emperors of various countries about this matter."

Liu Yiming was very satisfied with Xu Hui's calmness.

As the prime minister, the core of a government, he must always remain calm and weigh the pros and cons.

After all, he is not a person, but represents the government and influences the government.

Of course, as the founding emperor, Liu Yiming's influence and power must be greater, so Xu Hui's role is more important, at least he can restrain Liu Yiming's irrational behavior at critical moments.

If everyone is irrational or even fanatical, the result will be a Japan where the whole nation is fanatical, and finally they are swept into the abyss by this emotion.

It's not that Japan doesn't have strategists, but most of the strategies are long-term, and the benefits cannot be seen for a while. Under the fanatical mood, Japan cannot accept this strategy.

On the contrary, the gains of military expansion are very intuitive and can cater to the fanatical mood.

ps: Many things need to be constantly thought about and changed when writing, so that intuitive words cannot be used...

"This is indeed a good opportunity. First, put them on the pillar of shame. I believe they will make the right choice." Xu Hui nodded.

He did not object to pursuing this matter, but his idea was to investigate secretly and initiate negotiations to recover the concession after obtaining evidence.

This is more secure, but the price is that some people can be removed from this matter, and these people may be the initiators or protectors of this matter.

"Has any ambassador come to you?" After reaching an agreement, Liu Yiming considered other things.

The impact of this incident is very large, and there will definitely be protests, but it will not develop to the stage of fighting.

After all, the concession is not a colony, but the Qing Empire has very stupidly ceded all rights. This matter can be seen as a fight for concession rights.

Moreover, the American concession was voluntarily assigned to the Americans by the Qing Empire for "fairness".

The Americans never cared about it at all. In 1880, they announced that they would give up the concession in Tianjin, but the Qing Empire did not accept it. In 1902, the American concession was merged into the British concession.

"I found it, but Cyril was very abnormal. He just complained and then emphasized the treaty signed with the Qing Empire. I said that this matter could not be put on the agenda, and he didn't say anything." Xu Hui looked a little unnatural.

"Where are the French?" Liu Yiming extinguished his cigarette.

"Although Bi Sheng pretended to be sorry, he kept defending this matter. I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I can't understand their ideas and moral values." Xu Hui's face became a little interesting.

"Don't worry about them for now. Find a way to put pressure on the Qing Empire. We can also make certain concessions to let them sign the contract as soon as possible and get Tianjin from the legal point of view."

"Then, talk to them about canceling the concession. By the way, quietly count their official assets and don't let them take advantage of the loopholes."

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister, Foreign Minister is here." Secretary Wang knocked on the door.

"Let him in..."

[Author's digression]: This series was renamed Recovery, but I didn't change the chapter name of the first chapter. I was afraid that if something went wrong, I would have to change the content. Brothers, please forgive me.

In addition, Europeans and Americans are really stinky!

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