Chapter 1223 The Jewish banker's wishful thinking

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Chapter 1223 The wishful thinking of the Jewish banker (first update, please subscribe)

Author: Xiaoyu’s Destiny

Chapter 1223 The wishful thinking of the Jewish banker (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 without smoke.

On the smoke-filled battlefield, only soldiers were killed or injured. 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 smoke can destroy a country. It can even plunder all the national wealth.

Dinner was held in an Indian restaurant near Hyde Park. On the rare fog-free weather in London in winter, the pale and yellow sun shone on the restaurant. There were not many guests in the restaurant. After all, there were not many in London. Brits adapt to Indian curry flavor.

In the eyes of the British of this era, Indian food was barbaric and dirty... The former is doubtful and the latter is undoubtedly. After all, the nine-turn large intestine is just unwashed, while Indian restaurants are absolutely authentic.

However, even so, some people will take risks and try new things.

James Bond, who was sitting in a secluded seat on the second floor, looked at the Indian girl who was leaving after pouring the tea. The girl's complexion was very white and she looked like a high caste, mysterious and sexy. As his eyes followed the Indian girl While moving, a person walked in.

It was a European. After that man saw James and saw "La Traviata" on his table, his brows raised slightly.

Then he said.

"Excuse me, did we meet in Paris last summer?"

"No, I think we met at Southampton."

"Did we meet in Paris in 1883?"

"We may have met, but I think it was in Lyons."

After a simple exchange, the person sat in front of him and spoke directly.

"Are you exposed? I have brought the things you need, prepare to evacuate!..."

The visitor kicked the thing in his hand to his feet.

"You can take a boat to France tonight, and then there will be a boat to take you home..."

The contact person's words made James Bond sigh. Once upon a time, he even doubted whether his family would take him home in the event of an accident. Now he no longer had to doubt it.

Of course, this was just an emergency that forced him to activate the emergency contact plan.

"Something happened today." James Bond, who had recovered his mind, saw the puzzled expression on the other party's face and said with a smile, then took a sip of coffee and continued.

"Something happened today, Mr. L. This requires me to make a decision. I must contact my family and send the news back as soon as possible."

Bond, who seemed calm, can still recall his heartbeat when he came into contact with that document even now.

The war that that document will start is unfamiliar, but if it succeeds, the blow to the empire will be unprecedented.

What!

Mr. L looked at the other party in surprise, his eyes full of confusion. His responsibility was to serve as the emergency contact person and help them evacuate the UK in the event of an emergency.

"This matter is related to the life and death of my family. If it were not important, I would not make this decision."

After putting down the newspaper, James Bond grabbed another coffee and took a sip:

"Okay, I can leave. Do you want to bring the news home as soon as possible?"

Before leaving, James Bond emphasized again.

"The shortest time!"



What is the secret that makes a "submarine" contact home in the shortest possible time, even if it exposes its own existence?

In less than two hours, a confidential telegram was delivered to Qian Zizhuang. When he received the telegram, the director of imperial intelligence suddenly frowned when he picked up the telegram and looked through it carefully.

Got some information.

He immediately understood why "007" would not hesitate to expose himself and seize the time 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. When leaving the office, he gave another order 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 many years, "007" has sent a large amount of information, and that information is undoubtedly extremely important.

The reason why the empire is able to make many military and diplomatic decisions is directly related to the intelligence it provides.

It is precisely because of this unilateral transparency in intelligence that the empire has never made any mistakes in decision-making. No matter what, the safety of 007 must be guaranteed.

Dozens of minutes later, Qian Zizhuang arrived at the emperor. It was already midnight. When the car drove into the palace and parked in front of the palace, an attendant came to open the door.

"Minister Qian, Your Majesty is awake and waiting for you in the study."

Under the guidance of the attendant, Qian Zizhuang came to the study. Emperor Zhu Da, who had just fallen asleep and got up again, saw him and said seriously.

"If you come here at this time, there must be something important! Tell me what it is!"

If nothing important happened, no minister would wake up the emperor at midnight.

"Your Majesty, I have received a piece of information from London."

Emperor Zhu Da said suspiciously:

"From London? Is it related to the war? Information sent by 007?"

Unless it was related to the war, how could Qian Zizhuang disturb people's dreams? And... 007, that latent agent was really successful!

007, this code name is quite auspicious. Among so many submarines, he has achieved far more success than others.

"Your Majesty, war has broken out!"

Emperor Zhu Da raised his brows slightly, and then looked at Qian Zizhuang with a serious expression:

"The war you're talking about shouldn't be a direct declaration of war, right?"

Now Britain has no reason or confidence to declare war on the Ming Dynasty. When war breaks out... it must be a battlefield on another level.

"Your Majesty, Britain has decided to open another battlefield."

While speaking, Qian Zizhuang placed the confidential telegram in front of Emperor Zhu Da.

"This is the intelligence sent back by "007". The British plan 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 does not prepare early, the losses may be inestimable.

"

Looking at the newspaper delivered by Qian Zizhuang, he only briefly glanced at the content. One can imagine the surprise in Emperor Zhu Da's heart.

"Currency war! This Edward Elias Sassoon is quite good. He can see the weakness of the empire at a glance. Indeed, to a certain extent, this is indeed the weakness of the empire. Hum..."

While sneering, Emperor Zhu asked again as if he had thought of something.

"Sassoon, Sassoon... What is the relationship between this Edward Elias Sassoon and that Jacob Elias Sassoon?"

"Your Majesty, he is his younger brother, and his wife is Irene Caroline Rothschild of the Rothschild family. This is why he can influence the top British officials."

"Sassoon, Rothschild...it's really a currency war! These Jewish bankers are quite good at doing this kind of thing, but..."

Emperor Zhu Da leaned his body against the back of the chair as he spoke, and then said:

"They forgot one thing, who they are facing!"

What do those Jewish bankers think the Ming Empire is? Is it a weakling who can be exploited by mermaids? They take it for granted that they can use their financial attire at will to harvest the wealth of the Ming Empire.

They are simply dreaming!

They simply don’t know what choices they will make in order to safeguard the interests of the empire. In other words, they have never dealt with the Chinese people at all, and they don’t know what the Chinese people will do when faced with a choice.

What a choice!

Emperor Zhu Da leaned back in his chair and sneered:

"Sometimes, some people always like to have wishful thinking!"

(End of chapter)


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