Chapter 1223 The Wishful Thoughts of Jewish Bankers (First Update, Please Subscribe)
War will break out at unexpected times and in unexpected ways!
The smoke of war...
In fact, the most brutal wars in the world are never fought without the smoke of gunpowder.
On the battlefield filled with smoke, the casualties were only soldiers. Even in the massacre by the invaders, only some or most of the people were killed.
But sometimes, a war that seems to be without gunpowder can destroy a country and even plunder all the national wealth.
Dinner was held in an Indian restaurant near Hyde Park. In the rare fog-free weather in London in winter, the dim and yellow sun shone on the restaurant. There were not many guests in the restaurant. After all, not many British people in London are used to the taste of Indian curry.
In the eyes of the British at that time, Indian food was barbaric and dirty... The former was doubtful, the latter was unquestionable. After all, the nine-turn large intestine was just not cleaned, while Indian restaurants were absolutely authentic.
However, even so, there are still some people who will take the risk to try it out.
Sitting in a secluded seat on the second floor, James Bond looked at the Indian girl who was leaving after pouring tea. The girl had very fair skin and was obviously from a high caste, mysterious and sexy. Just as his eyes followed the Indian girl, a man walked in.
It was a European. When he saw James and the "Lady of the Camellias" on his desk, his brows raised slightly.
Then said.
"Excuse me, did we meet in Paris last summer?"
"No, I think we met in Southampton."
"Didn't we meet in Paris in 1883?"
"We may have met, but I think it was in Lyon."
After a brief conversation, the man sat in front of him and spoke directly.
"Have we been exposed? I have brought what you need, get ready to evacuate!"
The man kicked the thing in his hand to his feet.
"You will take a boat to France tonight, and then there will be a boat to take you home..."
The contact's words made James Bond sigh. Once upon a time, he even doubted whether his family would take him home in case of an accident. Now he no longer has to doubt it.
Of course, this was just an emergency that forced him to activate the emergency contact plan.
"Something happened today." James Bond regained his composure and saw the other party's puzzled expression. He smiled and said something, then took a sip of coffee and continued.
"Something happened today, Mr. L. I need to make a decision. I must contact my family and send the news back as quickly as possible."
Bond seems calm, but even now he can still recall the fear he felt when he came into contact with the document.
The war that the document would unleash would be unfamiliar, but if successful, the blow to the Empire would be unprecedented.
What!
Looking at the other party in surprise, Mr. L's eyes were full of confusion. His responsibility was to serve as an emergency contact and help them evacuate from the UK in the event of an emergency.
"This matter concerns the life and death of my family. If it is not important, I will not make this decision."
Putting down the newspaper, James Bond picked up the coffee and took a sip:
"Okay, I can leave now. Can you bring the news home as quickly as possible?"
Before leaving, James Bond emphasized this again.
"The shortest time!"
…
What is the secret that would make a "submarine" willing to expose its own existence in order to contact home in the shortest possible time?
In just less than two hours, a confidential telegram was delivered to Qian Zizhuang. When he received the telegram, the head of imperial intelligence frowned as he picked up the telegram and carefully read the information.
He immediately understood why "007" would not hesitate to expose himself and rush to send out the information.
He then said directly.
"Prepare the car and go to the palace!"
"Now?"
The subordinate looked out the window in confusion, it was almost midnight!
"immediately!"
After saying that, Qian Zizhuang stood up and left the office. As he left the office, he gave orders to his subordinates.
"Withdraw the Mr. L from London!"
Why should "Mr. L" be withdrawn? Because only by withdrawing him can "007" be saved. In the past few years, "007" has sent a large amount of intelligence, which is undoubtedly extremely important. The reason why the empire can make many military and diplomatic decisions is directly related to the intelligence he provides.
It is precisely because of this unilateral transparency in intelligence that the Empire has never made mistakes in decision-making. No matter what, the safety of 007 must be guaranteed.
Dozens of minutes later, Qian Zizhuang arrived at the emperor's place. It was already midnight. When the car drove into the palace and stopped in front of the hall, a servant came to open the door.
"Minister Qian, His Majesty has woken up and is waiting for you in the study."
Led by the attendant, Qian Zizhuang came to the study. When Emperor Zhu, who had just fallen asleep and woke up again, saw him, he said seriously.
"You came here at this time, there must be something important! Tell me, what is it!"
Unless something big happened, no minister would wake up the emperor at midnight.
"Your Majesty, I have received a piece of intelligence from London."
Emperor Zhu said suspiciously:
"London? Is it related to the war? Intelligence from 007?"
Unless it was related to the war, why would Qian Zizhuang disturb someone's sleep? And...007, that undercover agent was really successful!
007, this code name is quite auspicious. Among so many submarines, his success far exceeds that of others.
"Your Majesty, the war has broken out!"
Emperor Zhu raised his eyebrows slightly, and then looked at Qian Zizhuang seriously:
"The war you're talking about shouldn't mean a direct declaration of war!"
Now Britain has neither reason nor confidence to declare war on the Ming Dynasty. If war breaks out... it will definitely be a battlefield on another level.
"Your Majesty, Britain has decided to open another battlefield."
As he spoke, Qian Zizhuang placed the confidential telegram in front of Emperor Zhu.
"This is the intelligence sent back by 007. The British are planning to launch another war against the Empire. I don't know much about this kind of war, but if it is true, if the Empire doesn't prepare early, I'm afraid the losses will be incalculable."
Emperor Zhu was flipping through the newspaper handed to him by Qian Zizhuang, but after just a quick glance at the contents, one can imagine how surprised he was.
"Currency war! This Edward Elias Sassoon is quite capable. He saw the empire's weak spot at a glance. Indeed, to a certain extent, this is indeed the empire's weak spot. Humph..."
While sneering, Emperor Zhu seemed to have thought of something and asked again.
"Sassoon, Sassoon... What is the relationship between this Edward Elias Sassoon and that Jacob Elias Sassoon?"
"Your Majesty, it's his younger brother. His wife is Irene Caroline Rothschild of the Rothschild family. This is why he is able to influence the British top brass."
"Sassoon, Rothschild...it's really a war of currencies! These Jewish bankers are quite good at this kind of thing, but..."
Emperor Zhu leaned back in his chair as he spoke, and then said:
"They forgot one thing, who they are facing!"
What did those Jewish bankers think the Ming Empire was? Was it a weakling that could be bullied by anyone? They took it for granted that they could wield financial power at will and reap the wealth of the Ming Empire.
They are simply dreaming!
They have no idea at all what choices they will make in order to safeguard the interests of the empire. In other words, they have never dealt with the Chinese at all, and don't know what choice the Chinese will make when faced with a choice!
Emperor Zhu leaned back in his chair and sneered:
"Sometimes, some people always like to daydream!"
(End of this chapter)
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