Chapter 409： dismount

For Rifat Pasha, France's attitude towards the delegation could indirectly reflect the attitude of the French Empire towards the Ottoman Empire.

Even if the former Ambassador Wallevsky said a lot of good things about the French Empire, it was not as real as Rifat Pasha felt personally!

After listening to Rifat Pasha's speech, Fleury, who was standing beside Rifat Pasha, immediately smiled and said to Rifat Pasha: "Your Majesty once told me that France and Ottoman are a pair. Close partners! Although our two countries are not allies yet, they have a closer relationship than normal allies!

In the future, the French Empire and the Ottoman Empire will need to work together to maintain the peace and tranquility of the Mediterranean together! "

"That's right! That's right!" Rifat Pasha nodded slightly: "France and the Ottoman Empire must be united in order to maintain peace in the Mediterranean!"

After the brief greeting was over, time gradually arrived at dusk, and the originally pale blue sky had gradually become bleak, as if it had been painted with a layer of gray paint by the Creator, which originally hung in the southwest sky. I do not know when the "disk" "slipped" to the west. This round sphere with light and heat nourishing all things on its surface is slowly "dive" into the seabed of the Mediterranean Sea. The entire western sky has been covered with fiery red. Covered, the cunning moonlight looks extraordinarily soft and powerless under the fiery red halo.

Fleury looked at the scene of the alternating sun and moon in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh: "Sunset is a law of nature, just like the rising of the sun!"

"Yeah!" Although Rifat Pasha didn't understand why Fleury would say such inappropriate words, it didn't prevent Rifat Pasha from agreeing.

As it was getting late, it was inconvenient to travel. Fleury arranged the Ottoman mission to a luxury hotel near the port of Marseille, and dispatched a team of National Guard soldiers to protect the mission and prevent emergencies.

After the Ottoman delegation was completely settled, Fleury walked out of the hotel alone.

Fast-paced Fleury walked through the streets filled with gas lamps and soon arrived at the gate of the official telegraph office closest to the hotel.

Looking at the brightly lit telegraph office in front of him, Fleury, who was standing at the door, gently knocked on the wooden carved wooden door of the telegraph office.

"Who is it!" After a while, an impatient voice came from the room of the telegraph office. The door opened slowly, and a big drunk man appeared at the gate. He looked at Fleury impatiently and said, "It's so late! What's the matter?"

Immediately, he took a sip of the wine in his hand, and burped Fleury by the way. The smell mixed with alcohol and garlic made Fleury feel uncomfortable. He frowned at the guy in front of him and said. : "I want to send a report!"

"Send a report? Hehe!" The big man under the influence of alcohol waved his hand staggeringly and responded, "Then you can come back during the day!"

"I have something urgent to report to Paris!" Fleury emphasized again.

"I don't care! I said that the day is the day!" The drunk man said unreasonably, and pointed his finger behind him at the same time: "I'll say what I say here! What I say is what I say!"

Facing this big man who didn't know the priorities, Fleury couldn't bear it any longer, he flew directly and kicked the big man.

The big man was kicked into the house by Fleury, and Fleury also stepped into the telegraph office unhurriedly.

At this time, in addition to the drunk strong man, there were four other people in the telegraph office. It seemed that they should also be members of the telegraph office.

The members of the telegraph office first looked at the "break-in" uninvited guest in shock, and then looked at the strong man lying on the ground.

The strong man who was kicked on the ground also reacted, and he growled at Fleury in disbelief: "You dare to kick me! Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are! I don't want to know, who is behind you!" Fleury pointed to the strong man in front of him and said word by word: "From now on, you are no longer from here! "

Immediately, Fleury pointed to a member who was sitting on the transmitter and said: "You immediately send a telegram to Paris. The content of the telegram is as follows: The Ottoman Empire delegation has successfully arrived at the Port of Marseille and is expected to arrive in Paris tomorrow. I hope the Ministry of Foreign Affairs can take good measures!"

"Yes! Yes!" After hearing the key words such as "Paris", "Ottoman delegation" and "Ministry of Foreign Affairs", the sender immediately realized that the guy in front of him was probably from Paris, and he hurriedly agreed. one sentence.

On the other side, the drunk man who was half-drunk and half-awake also heard the "keyword" in Fleury's mouth, and realized that the collapse of the iron plate looked at Fleury with a trembling mouth: "I...I... "

"Idiot! Just wait to be summoned by the judiciary!" Fleury couldn't help but scolded, he really didn't want to waste his energy on an idiot, but some idiots just didn't know how much they weighed, so they insisted Hit his gun.

"I'm really sorry, I accidentally got drunk just now! I'm really sorry!" Hearing the "judicial summons", the drunk man's face immediately turned pale. He realized that he was in a bad situation now, and staggered to his feet. He came to Fleury's side and kept apologizing, completely losing the domineering energy he had just now.

"I said it! Just wait for the judicial summons! Not only you, but the idiot who recommended you in the first place has to get out of the way! Do you understand?" Fleury said impatiently. .

This time, the drunk man was completely desperate. Now Te is not only cheating himself, but also cheating his brother-in-law, a civil servant who works at the city hall.

It is conceivable that his brother-in-law would have beaten his brother-in-law to death if he knew that one of his drunken behaviors had caused both the drunkard and him to face suspension.

Thinking of this, the drunk man once again felt that his legs and feet were weak, and his dull eyes once again slumped to the ground, tears of remorse flowing down the paint non-stop.

However, Fleury didn't care whether the drunk man had any remorse or not. Hearing the transmitter stop beeping, he asked again, "How is it? Has it been sent?"

"It's over!" The reporter immediately stood up and responded.

"Very good!" Fleury nodded at the reporter, then pointed to the drunken man and said to them, "Now, throw this idiot out of me!"

"This..." They were hesitant for a moment, who were usually photographed in Dahan Yanwei.

"Don't worry! This idiot and the guy behind him will be fired directly! You don't have to worry about him taking revenge on you!" Fleury said to the group of reporters again.

Fleury's assurance made the group of reporters courageous, they came to the drunk man Fei, one grabbed his hands, another grabbed his shoulders, and another dragged his body, Lift him up.

The current drunk man is like a crippled man who lost his dream and hope one day. With the statistical assistance of the dispatcher, the drunk man was directly thrown on the street.

The telegrapher who returned to the telegraph office was praised by Fleury.

After staying at the telegraph office to learn about the drunk man and the forces behind him, Fleury left the telegraph office and returned to the hotel.

after an hour.

In Paris, a few hundred kilometers from the port of Marseille, Fleury's telegrams were passed to the telegraph office in Paris.

The chief of the telegraph bureau who received the message did not wear a hat at all, and immediately conveyed the message to the minister of the department.

After receiving the telegram, the Minister of Railways immediately went to the Palace of Fontainebleau while it was dark.

When Minister Baroche arrived at the gate of the Palace of Fontainebleau, he found that Mocar had been waiting at the gate of the Palace of Fontainebleau.

"Come with me! Your Majesty is waiting for you in the study!" Mokar said bluntly to Baros.

Baroche followed Mokar into a study at the Palace of Fontainebleau.

Here, he not only saw the Emperor Jerome Bonaparte, but also the Minister of Foreign Affairs De Ruiz, the Minister of War Cuzanne Montauban, the Chief of the General Staff Marshal Saint Arnault, and the 1st Paris Division Division Commander General Conrobel.

Such a description of the mobilization of the army made Barosh doubt for a time whether His Majesty was going to send an army to expedition to the Near East.

"You're here!" Jerome Bonaparte smiled and beckoned to Baroche.

Barroche hurriedly came to Jerome Bonaparte and bowed his knees: "Your Majesty!"

"Is there any news from Fleury!" Jerome Bonaparte said to Baroche in his hand.

"That's right!" Baroche nodded and responded to Jerome Bonaparte.

Then Baroche told Jerome Bonaparte the contents of the Fleury telegram.

"Okay!" Jerome Bonaparte nodded, then looked at the imperial officials present and said, "Do you think we should give this messenger from the Near East a disgrace?"

Jerome Bonaparte looked around for a week, and Saint Arnault, who was Jerome Bonaparte's confidant, immediately expressed his position: "Your Majesty, I think it is necessary! Only in this way can the Ottoman Empire pay more attention to us! Before, the navy used naval guns to bring them to their knees. This time it's our army, so I suggest that there should be a huge military exercise to let them see our strength!"

"What do you think?" Jerome Bonaparte turned his attention to the First Division (Reorganization) Division Commander Conrobert and the Minister of War Kuzan Montauban.

"I agree!"

"I agree!"

Conrobert and Cuzanne Montauban of course agreed with St. Arnault's words, the French army after the reorganization really needs to show off its muscles.

"What about you?" Jerome Bonaparte looked at Foreign Minister De Ruiz.