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- Zhao Hongyu had come up with this idea for more than a day or two. Lisbon already had a concessionaire, so how could there not be one in France?
He wants to create ten or eight concessions in Europe.
Mary was also moved when she heard this.
She has heard about the combat effectiveness of the American Song Empire.
Although she hasn¡¯t seen it with her own eyes, it¡¯s not too bad to think about from people¡¯s word of mouth.
¡°Besides, today¡¯s European musket tactics were passed over from the Americas.
The inventor of this tactic was the Song Empire, wasn't it?
With their help, it will not be difficult to deal with the Holy Roman Empire. After all, the soldiers of the Song Empire can fight enemies several times their own. This is not news.
As for the concession, of course Mary would not refuse.
Zhao Hongyu¡¯s concession will give him money, but all he wants is some wasteland. What¡¯s the problem?
"The wasteland is left there, it's better to get some money back."
You know, the royal family¡¯s finances are also very tight these days.
Therefore, Mary immediately agreed to the concession matter without any hesitation.
This made Zhao Hongyu a little dizzy.
But think about it, no matter how smart people of this era are, she would never have thought of the real purpose of the concession.
As long as the agreement is signed, it will be useless even if they regret it in the future.
The 99-year contract is written in black and white, even if you want to default on it, you can't.
If it is true that he defaulted on his debt, then he is still plotting against Zhao Hongyu.
By then he will have an excuse, right?
"There is no problem with the concession at all. I will set aside a piece of wasteland according to the scale of Lisbon and give it to you. You can give me as much as the rent for the concession in Lisbon. But I hope that the conditions for your cooperation with me can be improved. .¡±
After happily agreeing to Zhao Hongyu¡¯s concession proposal, Mary returned to the issue of cooperation.
"So how much do you want?" Zhao Hongyu asked.
"One and a half million silver livres a year, rations for 50,000 people for three years, and I hope the number of soldiers you send will be more than 5,000." Mary stated her conditions.
"The standing army of the Holy Roman Empire has 80,000 people. If I want to go to war with Spain and also resist the Holy Roman Empire, then our France must have a military force of 150,000 people. But even with the funds you provide For assistance, I can only stop the 80,000-strong army, and use 50,000 against Spain, leaving three men to defend the Holy Roman Empire.¡±
Mary talked about some of her difficulties here and analyzed the situation to Zhao Hongyu. At the same time, she also made Zhao Hongyu understand why she asked Zhao Hongyu to send more soldiers.
It¡¯s just that Mary didn¡¯t know that she wanted Zhao Hongyu to send more troops. This request played into Zhao Hongyu¡¯s wishes.
Originally, Zhao Hongyu wanted to send more soldiers, but considering that Mary might refuse, he said there were only 2,000 soldiers.
But what he didn¡¯t expect was that Mary actually asked herself to send more than 5,000 troops to help France defend the Holy Roman Empire.
Zhao Hongyu sneered in his heart, fearing that it would be easier for Mary to ask God to send him away than to send him away.
However, Zhao Hongyu would not say these words, and he even looked a little embarrassed on his face.
"The funding issue is easy to talk about, but it's a bit difficult with so many troops. There are not many armies in my territory, and if my father finds out about this, he will definitely blame me."
He did not say that the Song Empire had no soldiers, but that there were not so many soldiers in his territory.
Hearing this, Mary looked at Zhao Hongyu curiously and said, "Why, isn't what you are planning now the decision of the Song Empire?"
Zhao Hongyu smiled bitterly and replied: "Of course not, my father is a peace-loving person, he would not do such a thing, these are my personal decisions, I want to expand my territory. "
Zhao Hongyu doesn¡¯t even blush when he lies.
"Then how many soldiers can you send?"
Hearing what Zhao Hongyu said, Mary was somewhat disappointed.
But being able to provide so much financial assistance just by relying on his own decision shows that the crown prince of the American Song Empire is still very powerful.
At the very least, Mary thought that she would not be able to come up with such a large amount of money.
Zhao Hongyu thought for a while, what about Quebec?There are almost 30,000 people in the Mali Army and the Gurkha Army. If these people are sent to Europe, it should reduce the pressure on the Chinese genetic people in the Americas.
Thinking of this, Zhao Hongyu pretended to be embarrassed and said: "Thirty thousand people, I can only send 30,000 people to assist you. Any more will exceed my personal endurance limit. After all, I still have to leave some soldiers to protect the territory. , so they can¡¯t all be dispatched.¡±
Mary took a breath of air and thought to herself: My mother, is this embarrassing for 30,000 people? With these 30,000 people, my pressure can be greatly reduced.
¡°And this is only the military power of the Crown Prince¡¯s own territory. If he waits until he takes charge of the Song Empire, wouldn¡¯t he have more military power at his disposal?
At this point, Mary had a big cognitive bias towards the Song Empire.
Of course, these were all intentional by Zhao Hongyu.
Afterwards, Mary and Zhao Hongyu began to discuss the details in detail.
??As for cooperation, it still involves military operations and cooperation with other countries. This kind of thing always needs to be discussed carefully before an agreement can be reached.
Therefore, Zhao Hongyu is very patient.
After all, the current development is proceeding smoothly towards his goal, and what Zhao Hongyu has to do is to do it step by step.
On the other side, Sarah, Emma, ??little Louis XIII and little Gaston II were enjoying tea in the garden. They (she) did not participate in the conversation between Zhao Hongyu and Mary.
The Duke of Orleans is accompanying the women of the Samuel family.
"Is America beautiful? I really want to go to America to see it. I have heard many people talk about the American continent. They all say that the scenery there is extremely beautiful. Unfortunately, as a crown prince, I am not free at all."
Little Louis XIII asked curiously.
¡°Of course it¡¯s beautiful, that¡¯s my hometown. And now that the city is under construction, it will only become more and more beautiful. At the same time, there are a lot of delicious foods, and my favorite beef ramen, which you don¡¯t have here.¡±
Emma is still young after all, and she talks endlessly when talking about her hometown.
Fortunately, at this time, little Louis XIII simply yearned for America and had no other thoughts. Otherwise, innocent little Emma might have been tricked out of many secrets.
Fortunately, Sara was by her side to translate for her.
Therefore, it can be ensured that some confidential issues will not be leaked.
"Ramen? What kind of food is ramen? Is it delicious?"
Little Louis XIII had really never heard of ¡®ramen¡¯, so he was very curious.
"Yeah, I can't explain it, but it's delicious. Whenever I want to, my husband will always take me to eat. There is a noodle shop near the pier in Manhattan. The owner's skills are very good."
Sarah continued to translate.
"You are very beautiful, please allow me to pursue you? I think you are really wasting your beauty by being with that ugly guy with the scar on his face."
At this time, Gaston II, who was sitting next to little Louis XIII, suddenly intervened and said.
"Gaston, how can you say such a thing!"
Louis XIII scolded.
Sarah¡¯s face also turned livid. She was very clear about the virtues of Gaston II.
"Sarah, what is this fat guy talking about?"
Emma doesn¡¯t understand French, so she can only ask Sara.
"there is nothing."
Sarah didn¡¯t want to translate Gaston¡¯s words to Emma, ??otherwise something would happen.
It¡¯s intolerable to call their husbands ugly.
Especially Zhao Hongyu is a husband with a very high status in Emma's heart.
If Emma knew what Gaston was talking about, then God knows what Emma would do.
You know, Mohawk women sometimes do extreme things to protect their husband's honor.
Especially Sarah knew that underneath Emma¡¯s cute appearance, she was definitely a fierce little female leopard.
"Civil and military cultivation, that's not for nothing.
Emma¡¯s teacher was the most violent Song Hu, and Emma had learned the fighting skills that were used specifically to kill people in later generations.
"Am I wrong? That guy is just a gossip. A beautiful girl like Emma is really greedy to follow him. Only I, Gaston II, am worthy of her. Such a cute little girl should be I'm here to love you, not the native chief."
Gaston II is really spoiled. He has no idea how powerful the 'indigenous chief' he calls is.
"Gaston! I really think you are an idiot sometimes. Do you think everyone in this world should be afraid of your identity and status? In fact, you have no idea at all that your identity and status are nothing in the eyes of some people. It doesn¡¯t even count.¡±
Little Louis XIII scolded Gaston II in a very unkind tone.
Yes, he is not an idiot like Gaston II. Although he is very young, he still knows how powerful the American Song Empire is.
He is not an ignorant guy like Gaston.
If those words he just said were translated by Sarah, they might cause diplomatic disputes or even war.
It is precisely because of this that little Louis XIII did not give him a good look at all.
"Don't talk to me like this because you are the crown prince. Tell you that I also have the right to inherit the throne. As long as you don't become the king of France for a day, then you can't give me orders!"
The little fat man said to little Louis XIII with a ferocious expression.
idiot!
"Count Sarah, thank you very much for not translating his words. Thank you very much."
Little Louis XIII ignored the angry little fat man, but turned around and bowed to Sarah to thank him. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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