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Chapter 103 Chapter 100

Chapter 103 Chapter [-]
Zhu Lingjing thought she had a clear understanding of Daming's current state.

She felt that her elder brother, the current prince Zhu Liqie, was a bit cautious. Such a person would undoubtedly be an excellent ruler, but it was out of date in this turbulent time.

Today's radicals have an argument that the biggest potential opponent, the United States, lacks war preparations, with only 10 soldiers in the army, and it will take at least a year for the United States, which is prevalent in isolationism, to complete its military preparations.

If Ming can seize the Dutch East Indo in a short period of time, stabilize the front and occupy the area, and only need to fight against Britain and the Netherlands during this period, the feasibility is very high.

Once the raw rice is cooked, it will be a big deal. Even if the United States is determined to meddle, when she completes the war preparations, Ming will have a firm foothold in the Nanyang region, and it will not be driven away.

"Nanyang should be China's backyard pond, and it is at your fingertips, and it is only to restore the sphere of influence since ancient times, which is reasonable and reasonable", this is the rhetoric advocated by radicals.

Zhu Lingjing basically agrees with this idea, but the key lies in how to end the war in a decent and controllable way, which is exactly what those guys don't think deeply about.

Or... intentionally and selectively ignoring it.

With regard to the current trend of right-wing forces growing day by day, she has a bad premonition—maybe her father can still calm down at the moment, but she thinks that Zhu Liqie may not be able to stabilize the situation.

Whether it's worrying or planning for a rainy day, in any case, make preparations first.

After her husband died of illness, Zhu Lingjing felt that her heart was cold in terms of tenderness and sweetness, but there must be some pursuits in life, right?money?that power?
Everything points to a core question-should I devote myself to politics?
Holding the small teacup, she looked at the ups and downs of Xinyang Maojian in it, and once again fell into deep thought.

"...The Dutch and Indian authorities submitted a statement to the Chinese embassy in Batavia, solemnly protesting our country's sabotage activities..."

At this time, the sound of news reports on the radio brought her back to reality.

Batavia?Sabotage?
Her thoughts diverged in an instant, and she immediately connected with what she learned about Zhou Changfeng leading people to Batavia to kill the traitors.

aha?Just assassinate a thief, won't the Dutch protest in the open?Isn't it the same thing?

"Come on, let's inquire about this matter."

"Your Highness, this is a secret operation, isn't it convenient?"

"Don't worry, the Dutch have protested. Even if it's really relevant, what's there to worry about?"

"Yes."

So a car went to the Governor's Mansion, and after negotiation, a copy of the action report was obtained in the evening of the same day.

After returning to the Princess Mansion, Zhu Lingjing was told by an accompanying agent that she must read it and burn it immediately.

She calmly opened the special document envelope with the word "Confidential" printed on it, then took out the report and quickly browsed it.

Half a minute later, she looked at the agent who came to supervise with a "you're kidding me" expression.

"You guys... Is this a misleading version?"

The latter arched his hands and said seriously: "Don't dare, the truth is like this."

"..." She stared down at the report in her hand, thinking.

After several seconds, she handed the report to the female attendant beside her.

The report was inserted into the paper shredder, and the pressure handle was pressed one after another, and the two sheets of paper were cut into thin strips.

This group of shredded paper was also thrown into the brazier and turned into ashes in the flames.

After the supervision documents were destroyed, the agent left.

Even though the report was so clear in black and white, Zhu Lingjing still couldn't believe that someone would be so bold, it was outrageous.

But after thinking about it, if you can come back safely after making a fuss in the heart of the Dutch East Indochina, who is a talent?
Hiss... no, this kind of person has to be managed.

She suddenly thought of something, she turned her head and asked, "Yiyi, was the navy discussing the matter of the marines a few days ago?"

The attendant named Su Yiyi nodded slightly, and replied: "Yes, this matter has been drafted."

"So, you write it down, and send someone to tell you tomorrow..."

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On the first day in mid-August, in the afternoon, the temperature in Nanjing was still as high as 36°C in mid-summer. As soon as the plane door was opened, Zhou Changfeng felt a heat wave blowing towards his face.

Shen Yu covered her forehead with her hand, and shouted, "It's obviously thousands of miles away, but Yingtian is as hot as Guangzhou."

Zhou Changfeng, who was walking in front of him, said with a smile: "You can go to Wuhan next time to experience what a furnace is."

"Come on, if it wasn't for this incident, I should have stayed in the house to enjoy the cool these months."

"Is it going to be all right after you go to the debriefing?"

"That's not certain. The Ministry of War has probably finished the military merit evaluation. I'm afraid you will be preparing to be promoted and awarded in the next few days." Shen Yu shrugged.

To be honest, Zhou Changfeng was full of expectations for this. He asked Shen Yu about it before, and the answer was that the military rank may not be promoted directly, but officers and medals are indispensable.

It is not difficult for the officer to understand that this is something that has existed since ancient times, and it has been used until now after a little modification.

As for the typical Western items such as medals, the officials of the Ministry of War believed that "it can boost morale at a very low cost", so they introduced them, but they were not paid much attention, so there were not many types.

After all, medals are not real enough, they are just icing on the cake in people's eyes.

It was similar to what Shen Yu said, after Zhou Changfeng returned to the station after going to report on his work, a phone call came from the Military Division.

"What? Tomorrow? Am I going alone? Okay, I understand."

After briefly dealing with the military affairs to be determined in the past few days, he settled the dinner in threes and fives, and then wrote a letter to Xia Xiaoshi.

That day was really embarrassing, the meal was interrupted by that guy Shen Yu, and I was still a little depressed in retrospect.

After sending the letter to be delivered, he felt a little tired and went to sleep. Tomorrow he was going to be promoted and awarded an honor, so naturally he had to treat it with the best mental outlook.

In the early morning of the next day, just after dawn, Zhou Changfeng, dressed neatly, drove to the gate of the official office of the Ministry of War.

The guards on guard had already turned a blind eye to this—officers who were notified to come to participate in promotions and honors were usually so eager, and they often came early in the morning.

The specific ceremony is not a big scene, standing on a high platform and waiting for a general to come and bow in person to award the honor?nonexistent.

In a room of no more than a few tens of square meters, an army lieutenant colonel came in with two civil servants, a man and a woman, and read out an official article.

Or... imperial decree?
"All the people ordered the emperor, and the imperial edict said:...the ancient saying is to govern the world with literature, and to fight chaos with military... Zier has extraordinary talents, has a heart for the country, and has the way to lead the army... Qinzai."

Why is it a bit of a violation?Isn't it Fengtian Chengyun Emperor?

Oh no, after all, at least in name, the source of power for the rulers of a constitutional empire is no longer God but the people.

As for specific promotions and honors...

Jin "Tong Lieutenant Colonel"?
Awarded "Yun Qiwei"?
To the "Second Class Eagle Medal" and "Third Class Qili Medal"?
(End of this chapter)

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