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Great powers are the existence that Jia Liu desires and welcomes, and even wants to surpass.

Now that the representatives of the great powers are right in front of him, why not hurry up and lean on them?

A while ago, I wrote a letter to the chairman Li Shijie, asking him to send more people to Macau to recruit foreign technicians with a lot of money, so that the guns and cannons of the Gongjin Association will be fired up, and the eyes of the fourth devil will be opened. There are foreign experts in the capital.

He is also the top expert and scholar in the East in this era.

Because, if you are not top-level, you can't serve the fourth devil.

Of course, they all wore priestly clothes.

It is wearing the mantle of God.

This is very similar to Jia Liu's anti-Qing campaign under the Eight Banners.

After Jia Liu took office in Zhili, he will vigorously develop Beiyang trade, build a new modern Jia family army, and set up industries in Zhili. Therefore, Zhili will surely usher in a wave of reform and opening up in the 41st year of Qianlong.

In this context, Jia Liu's desire for talents is far more than his desire for money.

Once money is used up, it will be gone, but talents can make money flow in a steady stream.

Which is more important and which is less, Jia Liu can decide.

All in all, as long as it can help him to grow his wings and let him successfully enter the Hall of Mental Cultivation, no matter if he is a Chinese or a foreigner, they are all the pillars of China and the benefactors of the Jia family.

Therefore, the sudden appearance of foreign experts made Jia Liu very excited.

As for what happened, I know it well.

Foreigners are also human beings, and they have worked so hard to come to Daqing. It is definitely not a big deal to have normal leisure and entertainment after work.

Just pay and don't go whoring like a leopard head.

After all, God did not stipulate that foreign monks are not allowed to have fun.

In truth, foreign monks play wilder than anyone else.

"what's going on?"

Jia Liu came to the front of the building, revealed his identity, and the officers and soldiers of the guards who were on duty for rectification immediately knelt down and said, "See Mr. President!"

Calling the president and not the admiral is Jia Liu's special request for the guards, because the highest officer of the guards is called the president.

"Bah!"

Ma San, the former commander of the Green Battalion of the capital, Wang Wen, who is now the fifth-rank deputy guard of the third battalion on the left wing of the guard army, was too excited to finish the thousand fights, but he swayed his sleeves quite loudly.

"My lord, how dare these foreigners stay with prostitutes during my national funeral in the Qing Dynasty, and treat my Qing etiquette as nothing. I will interrogate them according to my lord's order, so that they can be educated and fined!"

"Get up and talk,"

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, Ma San hadn't had time to register, so he didn't know the identities of the seven foreign devils who were arrested.

Jia Liu thought for a while, and the foreign priests in Beijing could not be unlearned and incompetent, and they should all have special skills, so he waved his hands and said: "Foreigners are not my people in the Qing Dynasty, and they may not be very clear about our customs in the Qing Dynasty. , so as not to surprise the Western countries and ruin my reputation of etiquette and hospitality in the Qing Dynasty, I think this matter can be lenient. Let’s do this.”

Just as Jia Liu was talking, Shuan Zhu appeared out of nowhere, with an angry expression on his face: "Master, foreigners in my land of the Qing Dynasty should abide by the laws of the Qing Dynasty and treat them equally with the people of the Qing Dynasty. How can they be spoiled because of fear?" Fame is a way to spare them, in my opinion, not only can they not be spared lightly, but they must be dealt with more severely, so that they can know how serious they are."

Zhu Sang is a bit Ming clanist.

Jia Liu wondered.

But he couldn't let Zhusang's inexplicable emotions ruin his plan.

"What do you know, go aside."

Jia Liu ignored Shuan Zhu.

Angrily, Shuanzhu muttered that he treated foreigners like this, it was a loss of power and humiliation to the country.

"What kind of power is lost, what kind of country is humiliated, what does the Qing Dynasty have to do with me, young master?"

Jia Liu gave Shuanzhu a white look, and enthusiastically went up to greet the seven dazed foreign priests with a "Hello, hello", and then invited them to sit in the building with smiles all over his face.

That look is like putting your butt on a foreigner's face.

If the foreign devils in Qianlong Dynasty were not yet arrogant and domineering, Jia Liu would not be so flattering to them, but he missed their capital and skills.

Seeking talents, don't just hang around like this.

Liu Bei looked at the thatched cottage three times, always with a smile on his face.

"This"

Needless to say, the seven foreign priests had stayed in the capital for so many years, and it was the first time they met Tatar officials who were so enthusiastic about them.

That is, the English of the Tatar officials is quite authentic, but most of them are from France and Belgium.

It's a bit of a donkey's head and a horse's mouth.

The overall reaction is good, not to mention flattered, at least it is like a spring breeze.

The host and guest entered the building.

The frightened old bustard was forced to open the shop, and personally brought a bowl of good tea to Mr. Jia, the admiral of the Nine Gates.

Shuan Zhu took a sip first, and after a while, Jia Liu picked up the fine drink.

After drinking tea, he smiled and said to the seven foreign monks standing in front of him, "I want everyone to know that I am the admiral of the Nine Gates and the right servant of the Ministry of War, Jia Jiashikai."

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 faces at the same time.

As it should be.

No longer knowing the inside story of the Qing Dynasty, what happened recently must have sent a great signal to the foreign monks, Master Jia Jia.

Putting down the tea bowl, in order to make a good impression on the foreign monks, Jia Liu said that he had long admired Western culture, that he knew all about Romeo, Liye, and Galileo, and that the gate of the Holy See faced east.

Response is still good.

Although Galileo was the enemy of the Church, that was, after all, a matter of the last century.

The self-introduction is basically over, and then it is the turn of the foreign monks to report.

"My lord, hello!"

The foreign priest who had been protesting just now spoke first: "My name is Wang Dahong. I came to your country in the 32nd year of Qianlong to serve His Majesty the Emperor."

Oh, so it was called Wang Dahong, not Wang Dagong.

Jia Liuxin thought he had listened, and asked Wang Dagong with a smile: "Which unit is it?"

"what?"

Wang Dagong didn't quite understand what the admiral meant.

Shuan Zhu explained angrily at the side: "It's just asking where you work in the palace."

Wang Dagong, who understood, hurriedly said that he was working at the chiming bell in the palace.

"Self-ringing bell, does your lord know?"

Wang Dagong was afraid that the admiral would not understand it, so he drew a stroke and said that he designed two walking villains for His Majesty the Emperor, who could not only walk around by themselves, but also ring the bell.

Jia Liu nodded, the robot can move around mostly by clockwork.

Clocks and watches are high-precision machinery in this era, and those who can make clocks and watches are definitely top technical experts.

Let's put it this way, clocks and watches are similar to missiles in this era, so expert Wang who can make missiles must be able to make guns and cannons.

This is exactly the talent he needs.

Overjoyed, she signaled Wang Dagong to take a seat, and glanced at the bustard who was almost as sad as Zhang's mother: "Serve Master Wang tea, good tea."

When the old bustard was pouring tea, his eyes fell on the face of the second foreign monk.

The monk hurriedly said: "Dear Admiral, my name is Paxin, and I am from France. I am a doctor. I was once hired by the King of Persia as the chief physician. After I came to your country, I also performed surgery for His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince."

Western medicine, can operate?

Jia Liuyi was excited, isn't this the best leader in surgery?

The fifth prince mentioned by Paxin is probably the most favorite successor of the fourth devil, Xiaoyanzi and his husband Yongqi.

That baby died young.

"What are you still doing in a daze, serve Dr. Ba some tea, good tea!"

Jia Liu looked happier than picking up the treasure.

The next person was also a Western doctor, Han Guoying in Chinese, who was also Jia Liu's fancy talent, and he was also treated like a table and good tea.

It's the fourth turn.

"My name is He Qingtai, and I come from France. I painted portraits for His Majesty the Emperor and ministers in the palace of your country. Ziguang Pavilion, do you know? There are many portraits there that I painted."

"Painting?"

Jia Liu's face turned cold on the spot, and he looked at Ma San without hesitation: "Take this foreign devil down and fine him five hundred taels. If there is no fine, let him do hard labor for half a month."

"Whoo!"

Ma San heyed and waved his hands, and two soldiers immediately stepped forward and dragged He Qingtai out who hadn't reacted.

"My lord, you can't treat me like this, I am the imperial painter of His Majesty the Emperor."

Amidst He Qingtai's protest, Jia Liu's face resurfaced with a smile, looking expectantly at the fifth one.

Unexpectedly, the guy said tremblingly that he was also a painter.

When he heard that he was a painter again, 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.

I don’t want this Belgian painter named Jiang Youren to say that he can draw maps. He also made a complete map of the Qing Dynasty two years ago. Many topographical surveys have been carried out in various places.

"Master Jiang, please tell me earlier, why don't you serve good tea to Master Jiang!"

Jia Liu glared at the bustard who seemed to owe him money.

Drawing is also divided into art and science.

Jia Liu doesn't like art.

Science, he likes it.

Isn't this friend Jiang the best staff member for mapping.

You can't fight without a map.

Accurate maps can often determine the outcome of a battle.

Therefore, Master Jiang can drink this tea well.

The sixth is Yang Zixin, who is an expert in watches and clocks just like Wang Dagong.

The seventh is Yan Shouzhi, an astronomer.

Both of them have been affirmed by Jia Liu professionally, so they enjoy the treatment of sitting down and drinking tea.

After the bustard refills tea for himself, Jia Liu is very interested and asks the six foreign experts sitting there: "Everyone, is this tea good?"

How could the foreign monks dare to say that it was not delicious, they were frightened when He Qingtai was dragged away just now.

"Well,"

Jia Liu got up happily, "Drink my tea and you will be my people, you don't have to go back, you will follow me later."

The six people were stunned, not quite understanding.

"My young master means that you will be his servants in the future."

Shuan Zhu didn't know if his explanation was correct, but the young master must have this meaning in his heart.

At the same time, I am deeply ashamed of my recklessness and ignorance just now.

"servant?"

The six people protested immediately after realizing it, saying that they came to the east on behalf of the church and served His Majesty the Emperor of China, and they even had official status in the Qing Dynasty.

In the end, he was tied up and carried away by the soldiers who rushed up.

"In the future, they will be grateful to me."

Jia Liu, who is eager for talents, has no time and energy to argue with these experts.

Looking at Shuan Zhu, he confessed: "Tomorrow, you will specifically investigate how many foreign monks there are in Beijing, and send all the skilled ones to the second brother-in-law."

After a pause, he added: "In addition, find some translators who can speak foreign languages."

Shuan Zhu Ji wrote it down, but he didn't know what the young master was going to do.

"After the preparation of the Commercial Yamen, I, the governor of Zhili, have to represent the imperial court and send a delegation to Western countries to meet the world, and introduce some foreign machines along the way.
I heard that foreigners have a small train that can run around without relying on human or animal power. "

Jia Liu looked forward to the future.