In a secluded Japanese garden

"Mr. Sato, I am afraid that I have to remind you out of good intentions that the cost of our main fleet stranded in the port of Nagasaki is extremely expensive, and you will be responsible for all expenses incurred during the negotiations, presumably ...... More than 16,000 pounds a day. ”

He Fang thought for a moment and said an astonishing number.

When Sato Right Guard was taken aback, he bowed and saluted with a humble expression, and said; "Your Excellency Commander, the country is very poor, and it really can't afford such a high garrison fee, no matter what, please raise your hand, we are willing to make up for your losses from other aspects, please!"

"I can't help it, I can't take this money out of my own pocket and give it to you." He Fang pretended to be helpless and spread his hands, he was a lion with a big mouth, and wanted to make more benefits for the Borneo fleet, even if it was good to build two more cruisers; "In fact, after the attack on the sailors, we have repeatedly reminded you to be cautious in your words and deeds, and to do your best to get the government to ratify the treaty, so that the situation does not deteriorate to the point of no return, and the Nagasaki incident is a disaster that neither side wants to see."

Speaking of which

He let out a long sigh, his expression turned stern, and continued; "Hmm...... The new peace treaty must be signed unconditionally as soon as possible, there are only two ways in front of you, accept it or not, everyone does not want to see the worst happen, in the international mediation, the British diplomatic minister Sir Henry has issued a threat to bombard Tokyo, I think you also understand the serious consequences of not signing the peace treaty, I do not want the thousand-year-old capital to be destroyed in the flames of war, but this requires us both to move in the same direction and make wise decisions, leaving you with little time. ”

This is a naked threat!

Sato's right guard was full of humiliation and powerlessness in his heart, and he could only bend down deeply again and bow, and spoke; "I'm sorry for the inconvenience, but I would like to convey my most sincere greetings to you through myself, and in view of the huge differences in disputes, the relevant peace treaty needs to be submitted to the Imperial Council of His Majesty the Emperor, and I would appreciate your time to ......."

"No, you don't have time, international mediation has a clear stipulation on the time of the ceasefire, you only have 15 days to choose to accept or refuse, and now it has been several days, I can't say, I can only take the combined fleet to Tokyo Bay for a trip, then it will not be the current situation, the amount of war compensation is often tens of millions of yen, if the situation continues to deteriorate, we will not rule out the option of including civilian targets in the scope of attack, please attach great importance to this, and all the consequences will be borne by yourself."

"Your Excellency, Commander, please put out the fury of the thunder for the time being, and I will report to Tokyo immediately, and request that a decision be made as soon as possible." Sato Right Guard bowed deeply again, he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said flatteringly; "I'm really ashamed, I've ordered Nagasaki Prefecture Governor Kobayashi Shoji to select 1,000 innocent and good-looking women from the surrounding area, and send them to the army for fun, and specially prepared 50 ladies for His Excellency the Commander, please be forgiving."

"How can 1,000 women be enough? At least 3,000 people, is there anything wrong with that? "He Fang is angry, if it is an innocent woman, he doesn't mind giving his officers and soldiers a benefit, one for each person.

Anyway, I don't need money, Fusang is a place with poor resources and a large population, and the men don't look good, but the women are really good.

Gentle and considerate personality, let the scolding be obedient, everything in life is centered on men, do things diligently, hard work, simply the best female treatment or inner family, don't be in vain.

"Hmm......" Sato Youbei just had a look of embarrassment on his face, and when he saw that His Excellency the Commander's face was gloomy again, he was so frightened that a spirit in his heart hurriedly agreed;" This subordinate can do it, and from now on, he will order all counties and prefectures to select 3,000 innocent women to dedicate to the army, and 100 beauties for the commander alone, hoping that the two sides will be good for Qin and Jin. ”

"Yes......" He Fang nodded with satisfaction.

He is already 40 years old, and the black hair under his chin looks elegant and moderate, and his demand for beautiful women is very small, most of these 100 beauties have to be brought back, and the best of the best are dedicated to the Red Fort, and the rest are distributed to colleagues in the army and politics, after all, it is also a specialty of Fuso, isn't it?

In today's era, there is no concept of equality between men and women, and in Fusang country, the status of women is also extremely low.

If not

There will also be tens of millions of Nanyang sisters who have crossed the sea to go to other places and use their bodies to earn wealth for Fuso, which is unimaginable in Europe and Australia.

In front of Commander He, Sato Right Guard behaved extremely humblely, nodded his head and did his best to flatter, and finally won the commander's net and promised to help him say a few more kind words in front of the British Minister Sir Henry.

When leaving the estate

Sato Youbei got into the carriage with complicated eyes, looked back at the quaint overhanging eaves building and sighed lightly, he knew that it was not a question of whether to sign a treaty, but when to sign it.

In the face of the threat of the bombardment of Tokyo by the British Minister Sir Henry, His Majesty the Emperor, who had a tough attitude, was silent, the cabinet was collectively dumbfounded, the tone of public opinion was lowered a lot, and the wind quietly changed.

The government has been singing the praises of the British, and has strongly criticized the reckless behavior of the Tsang, arguing that this is the source of all trouble, and that not killing is not enough to anger the people.

Fusang is a little daughter-in-law whose heart is higher than the sky and whose life is thinner than paper, who flatters and laughs in the cracks of the great powers, just to obtain a limited space for survival and development.

Whenever he thinks of this, Sato Right Guard always feels tears flowing down his pocket......

Think about it more than 20 years ago

Today's Prime Minister, Mr. Hirobumi Ito, and himself are enthusiastic young people who are hostile to everything from the West and always want to make a big difference.

On the night of December 12, 1862, the second year of Bunjiu

Ito, Sato Ubei, Genrui Kusaka, Shinsaku Takasugi and a dozen other aspirants infiltrated the area around the newly built British Legation on Shinagawa Gotenyama and set fire to the woods of the British Mansion, indulging the young people in a frenzy that now seems to be extremely naïve.

More than 20 years later, the British Empire is still a world power, and Queensland, a Dominion under its command, can defeat the Fuso Navy to the north, and the original gap has not narrowed, but has widened, which is a harsh fact.

It's not too late to be ashamed and brave.

Sato Youbei could only comfort himself with this famous Chinese saying, thinking in his heart how to write to the Tokyo Metropolitan Government, bitterly stating the benefits and disadvantages, and signing a peace treaty as soon as possible is the best policy, otherwise the consequences will easily slide into an uncontrollable state.

At that time, the anger of the population will be able to drown everything......

Horse-drawn carriages have driven along the streets, and since the initial curfew was lifted, the flow of people in the city has gradually returned to normal, but judging by the burned-out wooden shops along the streets, it will take time for the city to return to its former prosperity.

Pass by the dockside

It seems so strange to see some local people spontaneously preparing incense and candles to worship, which has become a different scenery in the city, perhaps to commemorate the heroic souls of the Fuso soldiers who died in the naval battle, or to worship the powerful exotic ironclad warships.

The huge and majestic hulls of the three heavy cruisers "Qinglong", "White Tiger" and "Xuanwu" were quietly moored at the dockside, and the sharp muzzles showed irresistible majesty, representing the powerful sea power in the era of the steam industry, which was enough to be awe-inspiring.

Dressed in Australian-style hats, neat uniforms, shiny leather boots, and Mauser 1871 mounted rifles on their backs, Queensland soldiers wore Australian-style large-brimmed hats, neatly stepped on the stone road, showing a different heroic demeanor.

The difference between these Queenslander Chinese and Qing Chinese is that they cut off their long braids, and everyone's face is full of pride and confidence, so they look extraordinarily radiant and full of spirit.

Is this the Queensland infantry who just arrived?

It's really enviable!

Through the narrow window of the carriage, Sato saw these young soldiers full of sharp spirit on duty along the street, and the people of Nagasaki around him stood far away, saluting respectfully to the armed patrol passing by, and his heart couldn't help but tingle.

As an upper-class elite figure in Fuso Country, Sato Ubei's lifelong ambition is the same as Prime Minister Ito Hirobumi, and Yama Prefecture Aritomo, a powerful figure in the military, that is, to work for the rise of Fuso State, and it seems that this road is arduous and long.

The carriage returned to the traditional Japanese-style house, Sato Ubei got out of the carriage and entered the courtyard with a cold face, and several people such as Hayashi Shoji, the governor of Nagasaki Prefecture, were waiting under the cherry blossom tree, and when they saw him fall down like wheat harvesting all the way, they bowed in unison; "I'm waiting to welcome Sato-sama back to my home, and I'm sorry for your trouble."

"Baga, you thieves who have brought disaster to the country and the people should commit suicide by cutting your stomach to thank the people."

"We know the depth of our sins, and we have come to ask for them."

At this moment, Sato Youbei was like a lion patrolling his territory, striding in front of them and examining them with a stern gaze, and the other party who was persecuting couldn't help but bow his head in shame.

"Bang bang...... Why don't you bastards die? Seeing that Nagasaki Prefecture Governor Kobayashi Shoji was hateful and angry, Sato's right guard slapped him twice with a bow left and right.

"Hay, I beg your pardon."

Kobayashi Shoji stood straight, not daring to resist at all, and two bright red palm prints appeared on his fleshy white cheeks, and he was beaten and trembled.

"Bastard, you're a damn bastard too, snap ......" Sato Ubei found the next unlucky guy again, and shook his hand and gave two loud slaps.

"Hello, I'm sorry for your trouble."

"Yaga Tooth Road! Bang bang ......"

Sato's right guard hit all the way over, and none of the bureaucrats who enjoyed the slap meal dared to hide, and took it with their cheeks.

Maybe it will make their guilty hearts feel better.

Sato Youbei hated and angered the Tibetan forces in these places, but the means that could restrain the other party were very limited, even if they were ordered to commit suicide by disembowelment to thank the countrymen, it would still be the clansmen of the Tibetan forces in these places who would come to power, and the facts did not change in the slightest.

In the country of Fuso

The long-standing power of the local feudal clan is extremely powerful, and the relationship is intertwined, and it penetrates deeply into the local political, economic, military, and police levels, and even if the emperor's imperial decree wants to be implemented, it cannot avoid the cooperation of local forces, otherwise it will be all empty talk.

More than 20 years after the fall of the Edo shogunate, His Majesty the Emperor's prestige had not yet been established throughout the country, and the Imperial Sect was now only a small sprout, and the Tokyo Metropolitan Government needed the help of local feudal lords to govern the Japanese archipelago.

Without a deep background strength, wanting to become the governor of Nagasaki Prefecture is purely a big dream of Qingqiu.

This is also the real reason why Shoji Kobayashi and others can still live a nourishing life after such a catastrophe.

The cost of trial and error is too low, and it can only be Fusang that pays heavy losses.