Chapter 71: Tomorrow ......

Is there really a coincidence?

Everyone has their own answers, but if you look closely at the history of bōs, you will find that there are many wonders. At the end of the 19th century, the Kagal dynasty, which ruled Bōs, was carved out of the same mold as the Manchu Qing dynasty at the same time. It also belongs to the ancient civilization of the alien race. They were all bombarded by the European powers with gunboats, they all lost their traditional vassals and key islands, they also experienced a large-scale onslaught of alternative religious forces in the country, and they also experienced an unsuccessful change within the system, which ended with the reformists finally going to the execution ground. At the beginning of the 20th century, it was also facing the fate of being partitioned, with Tsarist Russia in the north and Britain in the south.

There are many times

The country is in danger

Naturally, we have to find a way out. 1905 was a pivotal year for Bōs, the Qing Dynasty, and the ancient nations of Asia looking to find a way to survive. In the same year, Japan defeated Tsarist Russia, which seemed invincible at the time, as a small country. This has had a huge impact on other countries in the East.

"The constitution defeats the first country, the constitution is better than the first, and the constitution is the road to a strong country" became the consensus of people with lofty ideals at that time. The constitutionalist movement gained momentum in all countries for a while. As for the Manchus, they were already in the midst of the Russo-Japanese War, with a great national uprising.

"What if there had been no uprising, if the Manchus had also implemented a constitution?" Some exiled people who do not approve of violent revolution always like to study this classic proposition. Of course, this is all off-topic, but what will be the fate of Bōs, who insists on following this constitutional path?

In China, on the one hand, the constitutionalists were supported by the British, and on the other hand, the court had just come to a watershed, the old king was old, the crown prince was ambitious and ready to succeed, and the crown prince's biggest opponent was the old prime minister who belonged to the old school, and in order to successfully ascend to the throne, the crown prince naturally got close to the opposite of the prime minister - the constitutionalists.

As for the old king, who was riddled with illness, he really had no intention of bothering about the route disputes in the court, and just wanted to be able to finish his last life with peace of mind, even if it was complete. After a battle, in the final ending, the old king signed the constitution, and then traveled west in a few days. The crown prince joined forces with the National Assembly, defeated the old prime minister, and succeeded to the throne.

At this point, even Kang Youwei, who was in Hawaii, was very happy, and he even reported the good news of the constitution from Bōs one after another, with the purpose of nothing more than one thing, that is, to push himself by others, and look forward to a "future" in which the Manchu Qing Dynasty would not perish.

But the reality is cruel, and Bōs, who embarked on the path of constitutionalism, did not live the legendary happy life from then on. As soon as the old opponent is gone, new problems come. After the honeymoon period of the initial cooperation, it was natural for the king and the parliament to be at odds over the redistribution of power. In the end, the development of contradictions is nothing more than a dagger of exhaustion. The king called on the princes and khans who supported the royal family from all over the country to enter the king, and the parliament also raised the banner of protecting the law, recruited militia, and the constitutional revolution broke out!

After a few years of war, the king was defeated and forced to abdicate, and the parliament supported the minor crown prince as a puppet and implemented a hypocritical republic. During this period, the deposed king returned to his hometown in Turkmenistan to recruit soldiers of his own clan, tried to rise again, and was defeated again, so that the Kagal Turkic forces had effectively been eliminated from Bōs, and the remaining minor kings were nothing more than subservient to the parliament.

The Diet is the only one, and it should be happy to carry out modernization reforms, right? But the sky is biased. Based on the nationalist position, it was inherently difficult for the Bōsi Diet to work with Britain and Russia, so the introduction of third-party forces was put on the agenda, and at this time, China, a country that had just achieved national independence, entered the vision of the Bōsi people because of the question of the ownership of the British Bō Oil Company. …,

The Chinese Union was invited to set up an assistant bōsi treasurer, and a new army, the Financial Gendarmerie with Chinese as instructors, was established to distinguish it from the Cossack divisions trained by the Russians and the Southern Bōs infantry corps trained by the British. Britain and Russia are old rivers and lakes, how can the bōsi people sit on their own, so they joined forces to intervene, although under the toughness of the Chinese, not taken away by the two countries, but had to withdraw from the bōsi political arena in exchange for oil interests in bōs, and the small king was pro-government with the support of the two major powers, and the political situation changed to a dual pattern of royal family and parliamentary co-governance.

In the First World War, the German minister jumped out again, he was a man with a great sense of humor, and the Bōsi people learned from him that all the Germans had joined Islam en masse under the leadership of Kaiser Wilhelm II, and were willing to help the Bōsi people against Anglo-Russian oppression. In this way, the Bōs Congress naturally sided with Germany, whether out of ethno-religious sentiment or practical interests, and the name of "Haj-Wilhelm" (Haj-Wilhelm) spread throughout the land of Bōs, and in all the mosques, máo-las prayed for German victory.

In December 1914, British troops entered Bōs through the Anglo-Indian border, and in early 1915, a large number of Russian troops landed at the port of Nzeli on the southern shore of the Caspian Sea and threatened Tehran.

When the first rays of sunlight shone into Tehran, the capital of Bōs, although it was early in the morning, Tehran was not calm all night yesterday, and even explosions were heard in the early hours of the morning. Whether it was the defenders of Tehran or the Russian invading army, the people who were busy evacuating did not care much about this.

Zhao Pengjia looked at his watch: it stopped at 7:40. He looked up and saw the clock on the wall in the corridor of the embassy office building, the time was 7 o'clock, and it was stopped by the soldiers of the Legation Marines after he ordered the evacuation of Tehran.

He paused, recalling that absurd moment, when a telegram from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs reads: "In view of the tense situation in Bōs, and the threat of war in Tehran, the legation should be withdrawn into the Abadan region under our control."

Abadan!

It was home to the largest oil field of the Chinese oil company, and in 1907 under a memorandum of understanding with the British, China had acquired a "small pitiful" sphere of influence, just to secure oil extraction. After the outbreak of the war in Europe, in view of the threat of Turkish forces to the Abadan region, in December, a detachment of marines originally intended to be sent to reinforce Central Africa landed in the Abadan region and subsequently repelled the Turkish attack at the Shatt al-Arab.

However, Zhao Pengjia knew that the reason why the army was urgently dispatched at that time was because the British sent troops, and in order to prevent the British from getting involved in the oil fields owned by the Zhongbō Oil Company, the navy would urgently dispatch troops.

Looking from the window in the corridor facing the Legation Square, Zhao Pengjia saw that Shahta had arrived.

Shahta was one of the few Bōsi officers to study in China, and he was one of the officers selected to study military affairs in China when he was training the financial gendarmerie as a Chinese instructor, and he was only thirteen years old at the time, and after returning to China two years earlier, he served in the financial gendarmerie like the remaining officers who returned to China at the same time.

In Tehran, the major-officer from a poor family is known to be a pro-Chinese faction, just as he still wears the sword of the Whampoa Army Military Academy, although for the most part in the past five years, apart from the preservation of the oil fields, Chinese power has somehow withdrawn from the bōs.

The Wind Knows the Grass!

There is a saying in China, and it is precisely because of this that the people in the legation will be very fond of him, and last year, when Shahta stopped in the rank of captain, it was the legation and the Chung Bō oil company that stepped in and promoted him to the rank of major through a bribe. …,

On Monday mornings, everyone was in the office dealing with the huge backlog of business for the weekend, and as a minister, Ma Pengjia was also accustomed to wandering around, greeting people, and feeling the rhythm of the work of this huge organization.

But this morning, because the legation is about to be evacuated, there is no backlog to deal with, for everyone, they have to pack up their things and burn all those top-secret reports, for the legation, keeping top-secret documents in the process of retreat will only add unnecessary insecurity.

In the distance, the call of the mueinth could be heard from the top of the tower of the Great Mosque, almost lost in the hustle and bustle of the city, sounding faintly ethereal. For the first time, believers are called to worship five times a day. However, it is difficult for Shahta to maintain the same habits, he went to China at the age of thirteen to study in the military, and returned to China at the age of twenty, and his seven-year study abroad career has already changed his habits, not to mention, he was not keen on religion in the first place.

At the entrance of the legation, when he saw those Marines in familiar Chinese ** uniforms saluting him, after returning the salute, he smiled, in many cases, compared to others, he felt that the Chinese were closer, and the seven years of studying in China, despite the hard training, seemed to him to be the most memorable memory of his life.

But if he saw himself in the mirror, he would be shocked. That little face, like the faces of his comrades-in-arms, was sepiated by the desert sun, and it looked quite loyal.

As the morning wore on, the city grew noisier and noisier, as if swallowed up by the loud sound of a few whales. As he was about to enter the legation, Shahta blinked, and all sorts of memories of China swirled in his mind.

He remembered the streets of Nanjing, and the peaceful-looking people, and the bustling streets, and he also remembered the beautiful scenery of the Purple Mountain Royal Villa, and even his first love there, even though the NV man was just a prostitute.

He blinked again. The unsolicited hallucinations, words, and scenarios churned in his mind. He thought so cranky, perhaps because this place, which he regarded as his home in a way, was about to leave Tehran, and he would also withdraw from Tehran along with the parliament and the Germans.

The whole legation was full of busyness, and the staff were either burning documents or sorting luggage, and the scene made Shahta understand that they really wanted to evacuate Tehran, but why did they evacuate? Both the Russians and the British are allies of China.

At this time, the words of the instructor in the military academy once again came to his mind: "China treats all countries as equals, but all countries do not treat China as equals!" Perhaps, the current withdrawal is precisely this contradiction between these great powers.

As Shahta entered the office, he was greeted by a smile on his face, half a head shorter than Shahta, a typical bōsi man. His handsome and dashing appearance always makes him eye-catching, and he can't hide from it. Perhaps the most striking feature of his face is the hooked nose, or perhaps the two well-defined, square cheekbones on his cheeks.

"I didn't expect that there would be a day when we would withdraw from Tehran?"

After a simple politeness, Ma Pengjia said self-deprecatingly.

"Yes, the only country that treats bōs as equals has to withdraw from Tehran."

Shahta's expression was also a little emotional, in his opinion, whether it was Britain, Russia or Germany, they all had ambitions for Bōs, and only China, maybe they had some interest in Bōs, but their interest was limited to oil, and then Ma Pengjia's eyes once again fell on Shahta's Whampoa short sword at his waist. …,

"My friend."

At this time, Shahta spoke in a rough, calm voice.

"My subordinates and I are willing to escort you out if you need it."

Shahta's expression was extremely serious, in fact, he was here for this very purpose.

"I want to ......"

Hesitating, Ma Pengjia voiced his worries.

"Your country needs you more! After all, now your country is ......"

"If I may, please let me give you a ride."

Shahta said with some stubbornness.

"You only have a dozen soldiers to protect you, and in this situation, no one can guarantee that nothing will happen to you along the way."

"Indeed."

Nodding his head in appreciation, Ma Pengjia said seriously.

"However, Li Enfu, you should know that in our policy, we have no intention of interfering in the affairs of Bōs."

This sentence is in fact a reminder that Shahta is unlikely to give him as much support as Britain or Russia, even if he has made a certain amount of effort. After the voice fell, the room fell silent for a long time. Both could hear the hurried footsteps of people outside the room. However, when speaking, Ma Pengjia is still accustomed to calling Shahta by his Chinese name.

"I've been studying in China for seven years."

When the jaw head agreed, Shahta said with some seriousness.

"I think I should do something for you to repay you for the help you have given me?"

His words made Ma Pengjia grin.

"You're still as stubborn as ever."

"Because you're friends! We have to reciprocate our friends. ”

Shahta said seriously, now in Bōs, there are four powers, Turks, Russians, British, they can't help but try to get involved in Bōs, although China has built oil companies in the south and made a fortune through oil extraction, but the Chinese are a little more civilized, his oil companies buy and sell publicly, although they share the privileges with the Russians and the British in Bōs, but they rarely use the privilege to protect the evil to the people, "what is not done, do not do to others" may be this truth, This only made the people of bōs full of favor for the Chinese, and in bōs, thousands of young people all took China as an example, believing that only by learning from China could the true independence of bōs be achieved.

"Okay!"

Nodding, Ma Pengjia somewhat "reluctantly" agreed to Shahta's suggestion, and then continued.

"But in return, I'll get you some ordnance when I get to Rabadan, I think you should need these!"

As Shahta left, he did not notice that by the window of the legation, there were two officers in Guards uniforms,

"Okay, we're going to put him to the test again?"

At this time, the officer's uncontoured, taut face had an expression that was just the right amount of sternness and distraction.

"Well, even if it is, if we can't pass the test, maybe we'll have to choose someone else, even if it's a little unsatisfactory."

"I don't know,"

One of the officers spat out a puff of smoke.

"Why do we take it so seriously, for the sake of one person, at the expense of the evacuation of the legation?"

While the officer spoke, the other major officer pondered, his face open with horizontal lines, he had developed the patience to wait for a long time, and he stood by the window and remained silent.

"I don't know, Captain."

Finally, the major reluctantly spoke.

"But, considering that our overseas policy is different from that of imperialists like Britain and Russia, it is very necessary to be so cautious, knowing that we must consider that in the future, if we hastily choose a person, it will be difficult to safeguard our interests in Bōs, our interests in the future—"

"But withdrawing from Tehran will reduce our influence on Bōs to the bottom."

The captain couldn't hold it anymore.

"Major, I feel that we should make a request to the country."

"Make a request? What kind of requirements? ”

The colonel's right eyelid slowly drooped.

"Ask the country to transfer two divisions from the expeditionary force, only two divisions are needed, and we can control and occupy Bōs like the Russians and the British!"

"No, in that case, what is the difference between us and the British, the Russians? You must know that we are all Asian countries, and it is our natural obligation and responsibility to devote ourselves to the liberation of Asian countries. ”

As he spoke, the major bared his teeth at the captain.

"You have to know that there are a lot of times when we have to think about our own image, and for us, what we need is not territory, nor those damn privileges, but a country, and we need not a bōs that we share control with Russia and the United Kingdom, but a bōs that is completely influenced by China?"

"Today, bōs;"

After a moment of silence, the major said, looking out the window.

"Tomorrow, the whole world."

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