Chapter 554: Thirsty for Talent

The great powers are the existence that Jia Liu longs for and welcomes, and wants to surpass.

Now that the representatives of the great powers are in front of him, can they not rush to the top?

A while ago, he also wrote a special letter to President Li Shijie, asking him to send more people to Macao to recruit foreign technicians, so that the guns and cannons of the Communist Association could get up and open the eyes of the old four devils.

He is also the top expert and scholar in the East in this era.

Because, if you don't have the top, you can't serve the old four devils.

Of course, all in the garb of a clergyman.

It is to put on the cloak of God.

This is very similar to Jia Liu's anti-Qing Dynasty wearing the skin of the Eight Banners.

After Jia Liu took office in Zhili, he will vigorously develop Beiyang trade, build a new army of modern Jia's family, and set up industries in Zhili, so Zhili will usher in the tide of reform and opening up in the 41st year of Qianlong.

In this context, Jia Liu's thirst for talents is far greater than his desire for money.

When the money runs out, it's gone, but the talent can keep the money coming.

Which is more important, Jia Liu can handle it.

All in all, as long as you can help him become full-fledged and let him successfully live in the Palace of Heart Cultivation, whether it is a Chinese or a foreigner, they are all the pillars of China and the benefactors of the Jia family.

Therefore, the sudden appearance of foreign experts made Jia Liu excited.

As for what happened, I knew what was going on.

Foreigners are also people, and they have worked hard to come to the Qing Dynasty, and normal leisure and entertainment after work is definitely not a big deal.

Just pay and don't be a white prostitute like a leopard's head.

After all, God did not stipulate that foreign monks were not allowed to be hiat.

Honestly, foreign monks are more wild than anyone else.

"What's going on?"

Jia Liu came to the front of the building, revealed his identity, and the officers and soldiers who were on duty on the rectification task immediately knelt down and shouted: "See the president!" ”

Calling the president not the admiral is Jia Liu's special requirement for the army, because the highest commander of the army camp is called the president's minister.

"Horn!"

Wang Wen, the former commander of the Green Battalion of the Beijing Division, is now the leader of the third battalion of the left wing of the guard, Ma San, who is the deputy commander of the fifth grade, because he was too excited, he failed to finish the standard thousand, but his sleeves were thrown quite loudly.

"My lord, these foreigners dare to stay as prostitutes during my Qing Dynasty national funeral, and regard my Qing Dynasty etiquette as nothing, and the last general will ask them according to your orders, so as to educate and fine!"

"Get up and speak,"

Jia Liu was very satisfied with the love of the guards for him, "Have you asked about the identity of these foreigners?" ”

As a result, Ma San hadn't had time to register, so he didn't know the identities of the seven foreign devils who were arrested.

Jia Liu thought about it, it is impossible for the foreign priests who can be in the capital to be unlearned, and they should all have specialties, so he waved his hand and said: "The foreigners are not my Qing people, and they may not be very clear about my Qing customs. So be it,"

Jia Liuzheng said, the bolt pillar appeared out of nowhere, and his face was angry: "Young master, foreigners should obey the laws of my Qing Dynasty in my Qing Dynasty land, and treat them equally, how can they be open to them because they are afraid of ruining their reputation, according to me, not only can they not be spared, but they must be dealt with more severely, so that they can know that they are powerful." ”

Zhu Sang: This is a bit of a Ming ethnicity.

Jia Liu wondered.

But he couldn't let Zhu Sang's inexplicable emotions spoil his plans.

"You know what, go aside."

Jia Liu ignored the bolt.

was so angry that he muttered that his treatment of foreigners like this was simply a loss of power and humiliation of the country.

"Which sect is the right to lose, which sect is humiliated, what does the Qing Dynasty have to do with the young master?"

Jia Liu glanced at the pillar, and enthusiastically stepped forward to greet the seven stunned foreign priests, and then invited a few foreigners to sit in the building with a smile on his face.

That look was like an ass on a foreigner's face.

To say that Qianlong Chaoyang devils are not arrogant, Jia Liu will not be so pleasing to others, but he thinks about other people's principal technology.

Seeking talents, not just this hanging.

Liu Bei looked at the thatched house three times, and when was it not a smile on his face.

"This"

Not to mention, it was the first time that the seven foreign priests had been in Beijing for so many years, and they had met a Tatar official who was so enthusiastic about them.

That is, the Tatar official's English was quite authentic, but most of them came from France and Belgium.

A bit of a donkey's head is not in the horse's mouth.

The overall response was good, not to mention flattered, at least it was like a spring breeze.

The guest and the host stepped into the building.

The frightened bustard was forced to open his business and personally brought a bowl of good tea to Lord Jia, the commander of the Nine Gates.

Zhu Zhu took a sip first, and after a while, Jia Liu picked up a fine taste.

After drinking the tea, he smiled and said to the seven foreign monks standing in front of him: "So that you can know that this official is Jia Jia Shikai, the commander of the Nine Gates and the right attendant of the military department." ”

It's a self-introduction to let people know what he's doing.

He lowered his head and continued to drink tea, and the corner of his eyes swept down with satisfaction, because the seven foreign monks all showed surprised faces.

As it should be.

I don't know the inside story of the Qing Dynasty, but what happened recently must have conveyed a great signal to the foreign monks.

Putting down the tea bowl, in order to make a good impression on the foreign monks, Jia Liu said that he had long admired Western culture, and he knew everything about Romeo Pig Liet and Galileo, and he also knew that the door of the Holy See was facing east.

The response is still good.

Although Galileo was an enemy of the Church, that was the last century after all.

The self-introduction is basically over, and then it is the turn of the foreign monks to report to the door.

"Hello, sir!"

The foreign priests who had been protesting just now were the first to speak: "My name is Wang Dahong, and I came to your country in the 32nd year of Qianlong to serve His Majesty the Emperor. ”

Oh, it turned out to be Wang Dahong, not Wang Dagong.

Jia Liu thought that he had listened to the fork, and asked Wang Dagong with a smile: "Which unit?" ”

"What?"

Wang Dagong didn't quite understand what the Admiral meant.

The bolt pillar explained angrily on the side: "It's to ask you where you are on an errand in the palace." ”

Wang Dagong, who understood it, hurriedly said that he was working at the palace bell ringing.

"Do you know that the bell is chiming?"

Wang Dagong was afraid that the Admiral would not understand, so he stroked it and said that he had designed two walking villains for His Majesty the Emperor, who could not only walk around by themselves, but also ring the bell.

Jia Liu nodded, most of the robots were able to move by clockwork.

Clocks and watches are high-precision machinery in this era, and they are definitely top technical experts who can make clocks and watches.

Let's put it this way, clocks and watches are similar to missiles in this era, so experts Wang who can build missiles will definitely be able to make guns and cannons.

This is exactly the talent he needs.

Overjoyed, he motioned for Wang Dagong to sit down, and glanced at the old bustard who was almost crying and mournful like Zhang's mother: "Serve tea to Master Wang, serve good tea." ”

When the old bustard poured the tea, his eyes fell on the face of the second foreign monk.

The monk hurriedly said: "Honorable Admiral, my name is PNG, from France, I am a doctor, I was once hired by the King of Persia as the chief imperial doctor, and after coming to your country, I also operated on His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince."

Western medicine, will you go under surgery?

Jia Liuyi was excited, isn't this the best leader in surgery?

Most of the five princes mentioned by PNG are the most favorite successors of the fourth devil, Xiaoyanzi and his husband Yongqi.

Nawa died early at a young age.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and serve tea to Dr. Ba, good tea!"

Jia Liu's appearance was happier than picking up a treasure.

The next one is also a Western doctor, his Han name is Han Ying, and he is also a talent that Jia Liu likes, and he is also treated as a good tea.

It was the turn of the fourth.

"My name is He Qingtai, I am from France, I am in the palace of your country to paint portraits of His Majesty the Emperor and his ministers, Ziguang Pavilion, do you know? There are a lot of portraits that I painted. ”

"Drawing?"

Jia Liu's face turned cold on the spot, and he looked at Ma San without hesitation: "Take this foreign devil down, fine him five hundred taels, and let him do hard labor for half a month if he has no money to fine." ”

"Huh!"

Ma San waved his hand, and the two soldiers immediately stepped forward and dragged He Qingtai, who had not reacted, out.

"My lord, you can't do this to me, I'm the imperial painter of His Majesty the Emperor."

In the midst of He Qingtai's protests, Jia Liu's face resurfaced with a smile and looked at the fifth one with expectation.

Unexpectedly, the guy trembled and said that he was also a painter.

As soon as he heard that he was a painter again, Jia Liu's smile disappeared instantly, and he looked discouraged, and he wanted to ask someone to drag people down and deal with them strictly and quickly.

I don't want this painter from Belgium named Jiang Youren to say that he can draw maps, and two years ago he made a fresh map of the emperor's opinion, that is, the "Thirteen Rows of Qianlong", and conducted many topographic surveys in various parts of China with Qing officials.

"Master Jiang said it earlier, why don't you serve Master Jiang good tea soon!"

Jia Liu glared at the old bustard who seemed to owe him money.

Painting is also divided into art and science.

Art, Jia Liu doesn't like it.

Science, he likes.

Isn't this Jiang friend the best staff officer for cartography?

You can't fight a war without a map.

An accurate map can often make the difference between a campaign.

Therefore, Master Jiang drank this tea.

The sixth is called Yang Zixin, and like Wang Dagong, he is an expert in watches.

The seventh is Yan Shouzhi, an astronomer.

Both of them have been affirmed by Jia Liu, so they enjoy the treatment of sitting down and drinking tea.

After the bustard added tea to himself, Jia Liurao asked the six foreign experts sitting there with interest: "Everyone, is this tea delicious?" ”

How dare the foreign monks say that it is not delicious, He Qingtai was dragged away just now, but it frightened them.

"That's good,"

Jia Liu got up happily, "If you drink my tea, you are my person, you don't have to go back, you will all follow me later." ”

The six of them were stunned, not too understanding.

"What my young master means is that you will be his slaves in the future."

Zhu Zhu didn't know if his explanation was right, but what the young master was thinking in his heart must be this meaning.

At the same time, I am deeply ashamed of my recklessness and ignorance just now.

"Slave?"

When the six people came to their senses, they immediately protested, saying that they had come to the East on behalf of the Church to serve His Majesty the Emperor of China, and that they even had official status in the Qing Dynasty or something.

As a result, he was carried away by the soldiers who rushed up.

"Later, they will be grateful to me."

Jia Liu, who is thirsty for talent, has no time and energy to argue with these experts.

looked at the bolt pillar and confessed: "Tomorrow, you will investigate how many foreign monks there are in the capital, and all those who have skills will be packed and sent to the second brother-in-law." ”

After a pause, he added, "In addition, I will find some translators who know foreign dialect." ”

I wrote it down, but I didn't know what the young master was going to do.

"After the preparation of the trade yamen, I, the governor of Zhili, had to send a delegation to Western countries to see the world on behalf of the imperial court, and introduce some foreigners' machines by the way

I heard that foreigners have a small train, which can run without relying on human and animal power, this thing is energetic, I have to buy a few to come back and play, and by the way, it will shake the dragon vein of the Qing Dynasty. ”

Jia Liu yearns for the future.