Chapter Eighty-Eight: Soya's Choice Is ......
"I ...... I need to think about it. Soya replied.
"Of course, of course! You can think about it slowly, with us, you have absolute freedom to accept and reject! Davis said quickly.
"Is there really $100 a month's salary?" Soya hesitated for a moment and asked.
"Of course!" Steve couldn't help but steal the conversation and said, "You can actually get more." The Federation will give you a big house in the center of Virginia City, where you can own 3 slaves, a 10-acre farmland, and you will even have a horse pen where you can keep horses! ”
"Imagine that on a spring day like this, you are wandering around your manor on horseback with a shotgun in your hand, and you meet a little rabbit or a little squirrel running in front of you...... Your wife makes coffee for you at home, she is dressed in beautiful clothes from Richmond, and she is happily humming a beautiful little tune...... Your child attends the best schools in Virginia, he learns advanced knowledge like the Bible and Science, and he will become a priest or even a politician in the future......" Davis struggled to paint a happy picture.
According to his past experience, there is not a single Indian who would not be moved by such a good life.
In fact, this is the picture that President Andrew Jackson once painted to the Seminole chiefs, the same content, the same rhetoric.
It sounds simple, but it works wonders for the Indians.
At that time, Tecumseh was as hard as a stinky stone in a pit, but in the face of such rhetoric, he still laid down his arms and decided to make peace with the white army.
For the Indians, such a rhetoric is like an old man in his last years who is peddling 'electrotherapy holy water' in front of a Pfizer salesman, and the old guy hates to sell all his belongings to buy this thing.
- MD, Davis felt depressed when he thought of this, he also bought this thing for his old father back then, and later figured out that this so-called 'electrotherapy holy water' is to put an electrified wire next to the faucet, and Pfizer hired a priest to pray next to it, working 12 hours a day, and the holy water can produce 10 tons a day!
- Poor Davis would have been even more depressed if he had known that Pfizer had replaced the priest with a gramophone decades later in order to engage in VAVE!
“…… There are a lot of Indian colleagues in Washington, and you will never feel alone there. Do you know John Ross? He's the chief of the Eastern Cherokee Nation, and a wise, funny, venerable old Indian, and he's a regular guest at Mr. President's table, and you've never met him, have you? When we get to Washington, you can have a good chat about ......," and Steve helped out.
Steve's words weren't without purpose.
The Federal Foreign Office has a special institute that supports a large number of scholars in psychology and political science, whose main focus is on influencing others.
In the late 19th century, a functionalist school of psychology was born in the United States, which was cultivated under the soil of this institution. Just like the Starlink company born in another time and space, it seems to be free capital, but in fact, it all comes from the same hotbed.
In the sociological, ideological and political spheres, the American Federation is no less invested than it is in the military. University professors in Chicago and Columbia, whose salaries are no lower than those of colonels in the federal army. The equipment and various seminars in the academy are much more expensive than guns and military training.
Davis and Steve, who were originally intended to be sent to the political elite in the Far East, are now being used to deal with the unstable foothold of White Rock City, which is actually really overkill.
Such a few simple sentences may seem like simple language to ordinary people, but every word in them has been refined by at least three professionals and reviewed by a review committee before being written into the "Manual of Speech" of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
In other words, it seems that Sawyer is facing two people, Davis and Steve, but behind Davis and Steve, there is a complete ideological industrial system that supports their diplomatic career.
Although this system was somewhat crude in the mid-19th century, it was by no means easily resisted by the Native Americans of the stonepunk.
Davis and Steve are just two terminal actuators, the machine tools, mining, operation logic, control center, and logistics system behind the terminal actuator...... That's what's really powerful.
……
"So what can I do for you?" Soya asked.
"Well, the Federation never asks us to do anything for it, we only ask what the Federation can do for us!" "That's what this country is about!" Are you still happy with our conditions? ”
Soya bit her lip and nodded.
What's not to like? It seems that everything is all at once......
"Then I'm relieved!" Stephen said, "Welcome to join us! Next, we will meet with Ikaruga and hope that we will work together to achieve this goal! ”
"Come on!" Davis reached out, holding Steve in one hand and Soya in the other, and waved their hands to complete a simple ritual. "When we get back to Washington, we'll celebrate this great moment together!"
Soya frowned and said, "It's hard to meet with Ikaruga, but you can try to meet the high priest first." ”
"You mean beavers?" Davis asked.
Soya nodded.
"Beavers are beavers!" Davis said, "It's okay to see the beaver before you see it!" ”
Davis's original plan was to have a direct conversation with Turtledove. But after being held here for three days, he lowered his requirements and planned to meet the beavers first.
The White House did not give him much time, but the goal was daunting.
At the very least, he had to get a promise from White Rock that White Rock would not send troops south before Christmas. As for after Christmas, maybe the US-Mexico coalition will go north.
"Then I'll try it!" Soya said.
……
After Soya left the embassy area, she went directly to the beaver's office.
In the "Internal Affairs Reference" that night, the news appeared that the beaver had been invited to meet with John Davis, the consul of the United States of America.
At this time, the turtledove was anxiously waiting for the news of the blood wolf's surprise attack on Fort Bent, while flipping through the report on the special operation of the water truck in Texas.
As for the 'poison pill plan' that was submitted to the "Internal Affairs Reference" and drawn up by the beaver himself, he only skimmed it roughly, and wrote on it the words "agree in principle, please review it again".
It's not that the 'poison pill program' is not important, but the success or failure of Operation Blood Wolf, as well as the special operation in Texas in the south, is far more important than a verbal battle with two Americans.
What you can't get on the battlefield, you can't get in negotiations......