Five hundred and fiftieth chapters are thirsty for talents
Great powers are the existences that Jia Liu longs for and welcomes, and even wants to surpass.
Now that the representatives of the great powers are right in front of him, why don't he hurry up and get closer?
A while ago, I wrote a special letter to Chairman Li Shijie, asking him to send more people to Macau to recruit foreign technicians with huge sums of money, so that the members of the association can become more powerful with guns and open the eyes of the old four devils. I didn't expect it right under my nose.
There are experts who help foreigners in the capital.
He is also the top expert and scholar in the East in this era.
Because, if you don't have top quality, you can't serve the fourth devil.
Of course, they all wear priestly garb.
It is to wear God’s coat.
This is very similar to Jia Liu's rebellion against the Qing Dynasty under the cover of the Eight Banners.
After Jia Liu took office in Zhili, he would vigorously develop Beiyang trade, build a modern Jia family's new army, and set up industry in Zhili. Therefore, Zhili will surely usher in a wave of reform and opening up in the 41st year of Qianlong's reign.
In this context, Jia Liu's desire for talents is far greater than his desire for money.
Money is gone when it is used up, but talent can keep money flowing in.
Which one is more important and which one is less important, Jia Liu can decide.
All in all, as long as they can help him mature and successfully move into the Yangxin Palace, no matter whether he is a Chinese or a foreigner, he will be the pillar of China and the benefactor of the Jia family.
Therefore, Jia Liu was extremely excited by the sudden appearance of foreign experts.
As for what happened, I knew it very well.
Foreigners are human beings too. They traveled thousands of miles to Qing Dynasty and had normal leisure and entertainment after work. It is certainly not a big deal.
Just pay and don't do it for free like a leopard.
After all, God has not stipulated that foreign monks are not allowed to have sex.
To be honest, foreign monks play more wildly than anyone else.
"What's happening here?"
Jia Liu came to the front of the building and revealed his identity. The escort officers and soldiers who were on duty for rectification immediately knelt down and shouted: "See you, Mr. President!"
Calling him president instead of admiral was Jia Liu's special request for the army guards, because the highest officer in the army guard camp was called the president.
"Baba!"
Ma San, former Qianqian Commander of the Green Camp of the Capital, Wang Wenqinbing, and now serving as the fifth-rank deputy guard staff officer of the Third Battalion of the Left Wing of the Guards, was too excited and failed to complete the Qian standard, but he shook his sleeves loudly.
"Your Majesty, these foreigners dare to stay with prostitutes during the mourning period of the Qing Dynasty. They regard our Qing Dynasty etiquette as nothing. I will follow your orders and interrogate them in order to educate and fine them!"
"Rise up and speak,"
Jia Liu was very satisfied with the love the guards had for him, "Have you asked about the identities of these foreigners?"
As a result, Masan hadn't had time to register yet, so he couldn't figure out the identities of the seven captured foreigners.
Jia Liu thought for a while and realized that the foreign priests who could be in Beijing could not be unlearned and incompetent. They should all have specialties. So he waved his hand and said: "Foreigners are not our subjects of the Qing Dynasty, and they may not be very clear about our customs of the Qing Dynasty."
, in order to prevent Western countries from being surprised and ruining the reputation of the Qing Dynasty for its etiquette and hospitality, I think this matter can be left alone. Let's do this,"
As Jia Liuzheng was talking, Shuan Zhu appeared out of nowhere with an angry look on his face: "Young Master, foreigners should abide by the laws of our Qing Dynasty in our Qing Dynasty land and treat them equally with our Qing Dynasty people. How can they be afraid of being ruined?"
Reputation means they should be lenient. In my opinion, not only should we not spare them lightly, but we should deal with them more severely, so that they can know how powerful they are."
Zhusang, this is a bit of a Ming nationalist sentiment.
Jia Liu was puzzled.
But he couldn't let Zhu Sang's inexplicable emotions ruin his plan.
"What do you know? Let's go."
Jia Liu ignored Shuan Zhu.
Shuan Zhu was so angry that he muttered that by treating foreigners like this, he was simply losing his power and humiliating the country.
"What kind of power has been lost, what kind of country has been humiliated, what does the Qing Dynasty have to do with me, young master?"
Jia Liu rolled his eyes at Shuan Zhu, stepped forward and greeted the seven foreign priests who were in a daze with a warm "Hello, hello", and then with a smile on his face, he invited several foreigners to sit in the building.
That look was like having your butt pressed against a foreigner's face.
To say that Qianlong's foreign devils were not yet arrogant and domineering, Jia Liu would not be so ingratiating to others, but he wanted to know their capital and skills.
Seeking talents should not be like this.
Liu Bei looked at the thatched cottage three times, and there was never a time when his face was not full of smiles.
"this"
Needless to say, this was the first time that the seven foreign priests had met Tatar officials who were so enthusiastic towards them after staying in the capital for so many years.
That is, this Tatar official's English is quite authentic, but most of them are from France and Belgium.
It's a bit misleading.
The overall response was good. Not to mention flattered, at least it felt like a breath of fresh air.
The host and guest entered the building.
The frightened old bustard was forced to go to business and personally brought a bowl of good tea to Master Jia, the nine-door admiral.
Shuan Zhu picked it up and took a sip first. After a while, Jia Liu picked it up and tasted it carefully.
After drinking tea, he smiled and said to the seven foreign monks standing in front of him: "So that everyone knows, I am the Admiral of the Nine Gates and the Right Minister of the Ministry of War, Jia Jia Shikai."
This is a self-introduction to let others know his cards.
He lowered his head and continued to drink tea. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and was quite satisfied, because the seven foreign monks all showed surprised expressions.
As it should be.
Regardless of the inside story of the Qing Dynasty, the recent events must have sent a big message to the foreign monks from Lord Jia Jia.
Putting down his tea bowl, in order to give the foreign monks a good impression, Jia Liu said that he had long admired Western culture. He knew everything about Romeo, Piglet, and Galileo, and he also knew that the gate of the Holy See faced east.
The response is still very good.
Although Galileo was an enemy of the church, that was last century after all.
The self-introduction is basically over, and now it is the turn of the foreign monks to introduce themselves.
"Hello, sir!"
The foreign priest who had been protesting just now spoke first: "My name is Wang Dahong. I came to your country to serve His Majesty the Emperor in the 32nd year of Qianlong."
Oh, it turns out his name is Wang Dahong, not Wang Dagong.
Jia Liu thought he had heard it wrong, and asked Wang Dagong with a smile: "Which unit are you from?"
"What?"
Wang Dagong didn't quite understand what the admiral meant.
Shuan Zhu explained angrily at the side: "I'm just asking you where you work in the palace."
Wang Dagong, who understood, quickly said that he worked at the bell ringing place in the palace.
"The self-ringing bell, do you know, sir?"
Wang Dagong was afraid that the Admiral would not understand it well, so he made a few strokes and said that he had designed two walking little figures for His Majesty the Emperor, who could not only move around on their own, but also ring bells.
Jia Liu nodded. The robot's ability to move was mostly due to clockwork.
Clocks are high-precision machinery in this era, and those who can make clocks are definitely top technical experts.
Let’s put it this way, clocks in this era are similar to missiles, so Expert Wang who can build missiles must be able to build guns and cannons.
This is exactly the talent he needs.
Overjoyed, he signaled Wang Dagong to take a seat, and looked at the madam who looked as sad as Zhang's mother: "Serve Master Wang some tea, some good tea."
While the madam was pouring tea, her eyes fell on the face of the second foreign monk.
The monk hurriedly said: "Dear Admiral, my name is Papua New Guinea. I come from France. I am a doctor. I was once hired as the chief physician by the King of Persia. After I came to your country, I also operated on the Fifth Prince."
Western medicine, can you perform surgery?
Jia Liuyi was excited, isn't this the best leader in surgery?
The fifth prince mentioned in Papua New Guinea is probably the favorite successor of the Fourth Japs, Xiao Yanzi and his husband Yongqi.
That baby died young at a young age.
"What are you still doing in a daze? Quickly serve Dr. Ba some tea, some good tea!"
Jia Liu looked happier than finding a treasure.
The next person was also a Western medicine doctor, his Chinese name was Han Guoying. He was also a talent that Jia Liu was interested in, and he was also treated with a seat and good tea.
It's the fourth's turn.
"My name is He Qingtai, I come from France. I painted portraits for His Majesty the Emperor and his ministers in your palace, Ziguang Pavilion. Do you know, sir? There are many portraits there that I painted."
"A painter?"
Jia Liu's face turned cold on the spot, and he looked at Masan without hesitation: "Take this foreign devil down and fine him five hundred taels. If you don't have the money, let him do hard labor for half a month."
"嗻!"
Masan made a sound and waved his hand, and two soldiers immediately stepped forward and dragged He Qingtai out, who was unresponsive.
"Sir, you can't do this to me. I am His Majesty the Emperor's royal painter."
Amid He Qingtai's protest, Jia Liu's smile returned to his face and he looked at the fifth one expectantly.
Unexpectedly, the guy tremblingly said that he was also a painter.
When he heard that it was a painter, Jia Liu's smile disappeared instantly, and he looked disappointed. He wanted to ask someone to drag him down and deal with him strictly and quickly.
Unexpectedly, this painter from Belgium named Chiang Friend said that he could draw maps, and two years ago he made a complete map of the Imperial Palace, which is the "Thirteen Rows of Qianlong", and worked with officials of the Qing Dynasty in China
Many topographic surveys have been carried out in various places.
"Master Jiang, please tell me earlier. Why don't you serve Master Jiang some good tea!"
Jia Liu glared at the madam who seemed to owe him money.
Painting is also divided into art and science.
Jia Liu doesn't like art.
Science, he likes it.
Isn't this friend of Chiang's the best adviser for making plans?
You can't fight without a map.
An accurate map can often determine the outcome of a battle.
Therefore, Master Jiang can drink this tea.
The sixth one is Yang Zixin, who like Wang Dagong is a watch expert.
The seventh one is Yan Shouzhi, an astronomer.
Both of them were recognized professionally by Jia Liu, so they enjoyed the treatment of sitting down and drinking tea.
After the madam served him some tea, Jia Liu asked the six foreign experts sitting there with great interest: "Everyone, does this tea taste good?"
How dare the foreign monks say it tastes bad? They were frightened when He Qingtai was dragged away just now.
"Well,"
Jia Liu stood up happily and said, "If you drink my tea, you are mine. You don't have to go back. You will all come with me later."
The six people were stunned and didn't quite understand.
"My young master means that you will be his slaves from now on."
Shuan Zhu didn't know if his explanation was correct, but this was definitely what the young master was thinking.
At the same time, I feel deeply ashamed for my recklessness and ignorance just now.
"servant?"
When the six people understood this, they immediately protested, saying that they came to the East on behalf of the church and to serve His Majesty the Emperor of China. They even had official status in the Qing Dynasty.
As a result, he was tied up and carried away by the soldiers who came up.
"They will be grateful to me in the future."
Jia Liu, who is thirsty for talents, has no time and energy to argue with these experts.
Looking at Shuan Zhu, he confessed: "Tomorrow, you will investigate how many foreign monks there are in the capital, and package up all the skilled ones and send them to the second brother-in-law."
After a pause, he added: "In addition, we can find some translators who can speak foreign languages."
Shuan Zhuji has memorized it, but he doesn’t know what the young master wants to do.
"After the establishment of the Commercial Yamen, I, the governor of Zhili, will represent the imperial court and send a delegation to Western countries to see the world and introduce some foreign machines.
I heard that foreigners have a small train that can run without relying on human or animal power. This thing is so exciting that I have to buy a few to play with and shake the Qing Dynasty's dragon veins."