Matsuoka tried his best to suppress the anger in his chest, he had fallen into a trap, and struggling to resist would only add to the shame he had endured.

The only thing he can be sure of at present is that this should be a joint operation of the two concessions, but he does not understand the purpose of Britain and France to take such pains to come up with such a thing that may seriously damage diplomatic relations.

Is there anything more humiliating for the Japanese Empire than for a foreign minister to be excluded from the high-level welcome procession? But what can he do now, with so many reporters and people from all over the world around him, does he have to turn his face against Britain and France for this matter in front of the tens of thousands of people present?

In this way, everyone will know that the foreign minister of the Japanese empire has fallen into someone else's trap, and then he will not be able to reap anything except to bring shame to the empire.

Britain and France may make concessions in person, and the empire may have saved some face, but international public opinion will definitely not be on the side of the Japanese empire afterwards, and the Japanese empire has no say in the world at this moment. The countries that dominate world opinion are now all standing on the viewing platform, Germany controls the whole of Europe, and the influence of Britain and France has long spread throughout the world.

Japan tried hard to break away from Asia and join Europe, trying to learn to imitate Western society, but in the end it turned out that this was just wishful thinking, because the other side did not think that the Eastern races were qualified to be equal to them. "Uncivilized barbarians", "sick men of East Asia", "yellow-skinned monkeys", in the eyes of mainstream Western society at that time, the image of Asians has always been obscene, evil and stupid, even if you are fluent in French and wear a neat dress, it will not change the prejudice in their hearts.

In the early twentieth century, racism was the main theme in the Western world, and the United States, like the suppression of Jews in Europe, also enacted a bunch of racist regulations and laws, and not only for blacks, but for all people of color in the United States, including Japanese living in the United States.

Matsuoka didn't want to be the object of ridicule from the foreign media, he was already in a rather embarrassing situation, and now he regretted the most why he was there. If it's just Horiuchi Kanjo and Sawada Shigeru, it doesn't matter how much they are left out, and the big deal is that the British and French settle accounts.

But the problem is that he is now standing here, and a group of Japanese businessmen and Wang pseudo-officials are arranged next to the stands, surrounded by a circle of tall Sikh soldiers, which makes people look like fools no matter how they look.

The weather in Shanghai in November has turned cooler, but Sawada Shigeru is still sweating hotly, and the lieutenant general has finally figured out the taste at this moment, and the face of Foreign Minister Matsuoka next to him is as black as an iron plate. What made the lieutenant general angry was that the cameraman sent by [Toho] was obviously missing a string in his head, and he even turned the camera to shoot at himself, the Japanese Empire was played as a monkey, can't this red deer still see it, be ashamed, you know, shame, this bastard must have been sent by the navy.

"It can't be like this anymore, we have to get to the stage, Your Excellency." Horiuchi Kanjo's voice was a little crying.

Several times he couldn't resist jumping out to protest against the shameless British, but like Matsuoka, he feared that he would mess up the welcome. It's okay if you have a conflict with Britain and France, but don't forget that the protagonist who is welcomed is the German envoy, and it is a pleasure to smash the British field, and the Germans ask how to explain the reason.

Perhaps from the Japanese point of view, this treatment is extremely humiliating and neglectful at present, but from the German point of view, such a trivial matter is not worth talking about at all, and even if you really feel humiliated, you cannot protest to the other party after the ceremony, why should you jump out and disturb the ceremony, are you dissatisfied with the Great German Empire, do you not see the infinite beauty of His Excellency the Field Marshal.

More importantly, at this moment, they must not only take into account the reaction of the Germans, but also the bunch of puppet officials around them, who must not lose their bearings in front of this group of people under any circumstances, and must also make them feel that everything is under the control of the Empire.

At this time, some Wang puppet officials have begun to talk to each other, and they also feel that the situation is a little different from what they began to think, even if their identity is not enough, they are not qualified to stand on the podium, but the identity of the Japanese foreign minister should be enough, how can they stand in the corner with themselves and drink the wind.

"Well, send someone to contact the German side at once, Takahashi, you and the marshal's adjutant Colonel Anderson will be handed over to you, be sure to tell the marshal that I want to see him." Matsuoka whispered to his assistant.

"Hah, I'll go right away." Takahashi nodded, squeezing towards the back of the line.

At the front of the procession was a row of Sikh men, who seemed to understand any human language, and no matter what the Japanese said to them, they would just nod their heads coldly, but they would always stop the Japanese and not let them approach the stage.

Matsuoka knew that if the Germans did not want to see him, then today's face would be carried on the ground, and even if he used means to retaliate against the British, it would be a meaningless afterthought.

At that time, if someone takes the opportunity to fan the flames and create influence in the country, it may even affect the domestic political situation, not everyone likes Konoe Fumiko, Japan has never lacked careerists, and I don't know how many people in Akasaka Town are staring at that position. Konoe Fumiro was pushed to power by the Japanese Army after the Japanese Army's overthrow of the Navy's Mi ** Cabinet, at least the Navy was quite dissatisfied with this, and the domestic economic situation has not improved, and many middle-level business owners and workers generally criticize him.

At this moment, Matsuoka can only protest at most that the other party has neglected him and asked for treatment consistent with his identity, and then there is no other reason to stand up, but in front of everyone, in front of a group of pseudo-lackeys, how could he say these words, which is tantamount to exposing his humiliation.

Just when Matsuoka was still thinking nonsense, there was movement on the side of the viewing platform, and the sound of loud military music suddenly sounded, and then a scene that made Matsuoka overjoyed appeared, only to see a group of people striding towards their positions, and the one who walked in front was the honorable imperial marshal.

"Quick, wave the flag!" Horiuchi Kanshiro's eyes began to pantothenic, tears gradually gathered in his eyes, and things turned out to take such a dramatic turn, it seems that Amura has not given up on himself.

Hear the instructions of His Excellency the Consul General. The traitors and Japanese businessmen, who were originally a little wilted, hurriedly waved the small Japanese and German flags in their hands.

Sawada Shigeru couldn't help but perk up at this time, he had already begun to think about where to work after retiring, and it might not be so serious if he replaced someone else, but the problem is that the current Lu Xiang is the always iron-faced and selfless Tojo, and it is Lu Xiang himself who recommended him to take this position, so in order to avoid suspicion, he will definitely be punished heavily.

Matsuoka only needs to go back and make a small report, and he can't run away with a demotion, and he is more likely to be kicked into the reserve with a fuss and make room for other generals to appear in this fat shortage.

"All the generals! Attention! Sawada straightened the wind and discipline button on the neckline and ordered loudly.

In fact, he only brought a few staff attachés with him, and there were only six Japanese officers in total. Several officers hurriedly sorted out their military appearances, stood upright, and put on a resolute face as if they were being reviewed.

Brumberg walked up to the Japanese team, put the marshal's staff under his armpit, and raised his hand to give a military salute to Yoyo Matsuoka, who was standing in the middle of the front row.

"Salute!" Sawada Shigeru took a group of adjutants and solemnly returned the military salute.

"It's been a long time, and I deserve to die again (yusuke Matsuoka)." Brumberg held out his hand to Matsuoka.

"Yes, it's been almost two years and three months, Your Excellency Marshal." Matsuoka shook Brumberg's hand with emotion, and when he met the former German field marshal, he was still the commander-in-chief of the Wehrmacht.

"Time flies so fast, it looks like you haven't changed at all, and you deserve to die."

"You haven't changed at all, no, you look younger than you did then, Marshal."

"Haha, you're still flattering like this." Blumberg let go of Songgang's hand.

"I was wondering why I didn't see you in front of me, but they told me you were here." Blumberg held a staff in his hand and tapped his palm.

"It was a misunderstanding that shouldn't have happened, our staff made a serious mistake and used expired... No, it's the wrong guest list. Sir George said, and then he held out his hand to Matsuoka.

"I'm very sorry, Your Excellency the Minister of Foreign Affairs, if I had known that you would be here today, I would not have allowed this to happen, my men found out too late, and if the marshal hadn't specifically mentioned it, I'm afraid I wouldn't have known that such a problem had occurred, and we had neglected such a foreign minister as you." George had a smirk on his face that could be seen through at a glance.

The problem is that Matsuoka can only pretend not to mind at this moment, otherwise it will seem that his strength is too narrow.

"I have to say it was a really regrettable little mistake." Matsuoka smiled hard and shook George's hand.

"Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, then come with us, and you deserve to die. The phalanx of our Waffen-SS is almost here, and I want you to accompany me in reviewing my troops. Blumberg warmly invited.

"Before that, I'd like to introduce you..."Matsuoka also wanted to introduce the group of people around him to Brumberg.

"When you come to the drinking party later, you can introduce me slowly, it's too late now." Brumberg interrupted Matsuoka's words, grabbed the diminutive Japanese foreign minister, and walked towards the viewing platform.

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