The War Court and Lap Pillow, Austria's Mandate of Heaven

Chapter 1470 A Telegram (Part )
This line was not actually prepared for Cuba. Instead, the US military spent a huge amount of money to build a telegraph line from New Orleans to Washington in order to prevent invasion from Mexico or other countries.

It unexpectedly came in handy at this time, but this was beyond Zachary Taylor's understanding.

"This is fake! This is a trap! Don't fall for it."

"Mr. President, you are wrong! You have failed to keep up with the times. You are no longer qualified to lead America. I am going to impeach you now!"

Everyone had expected Millard Fillmore to take the opportunity to force abdication, and everyone was waiting to see Zachary Taylor make a fool of himself.

The latter also realized that he was the abandoned one, and his stomachache came back again. This time it was really painful, but no one cared, and many people thought he was pretending to gain sympathy.

Zachary Taylor was soon in so much pain that he couldn't speak, but no one cared.

By the time someone found him, Zachary Taylor had already lost consciousness. Although Millard Fillmore personally sent him to the hospital immediately afterwards, the split within the Whig Party was inevitable.

This telegram indirectly helped Millard Fillmore gain power, but the vote in Congress was very unsatisfactory, with most members of Congress opposing the war.

Not only the Southern Democrats were opposed, but even many people within the Whig Party opposed Millard Fillmore's proposal.

In the end, 295 of the 266 seats in the U.S. Congress voted against it, 15 abstained, and ultimately only 14 voted in favor.

This made Millard Fillmore doubt for a moment whether he had heard it wrong. There were at least two hundred people attending the banquet, and every time he gave a speech he received applause from the whole audience. How come they all became traitors at the most critical moment?

Millard Fillmore left Congress in a trance. He didn't even take a carriage, but chose to walk home. He was almost hit by the carriage several times on the way because of his distraction. Fortunately, his bodyguards were very responsible and conscientious.

Millard Fillmore walked into his house and sat down in his chair like a lost soul. He was deeply in self-doubt.
"Did I do something wrong? Am I being taken advantage of? Why is this happening?!"

However, Millard Fillmore was not the kind of person who would easily deny himself. He felt that those congressmen had been living in comfort for too long and their bones had become soft.

After realizing this, Millard Fillmore felt much better and said to his wife who was worried about him.

"Abigail! You would never have thought that the guys who were drinking with me and denouncing the Austrian Empire a few days ago would retreat into the cotton fields in the South today!
266 votes against! 14 in favor! America is doomed if it falls into the hands of these people!"

"14? Not bad. You have two more disciples than Jesus."

Millard Fillmore's wife joked, but it made Millard Fillmore even angrier.

"There was only one traitor among Jesus' disciples, but I have more than two hundred Judases here! Every one of them wants to stab me in the back!"

Abigail could only smile awkwardly and then spoke.

"Honey, you have to watch your blood pressure. The doctor said you can't get angry anymore. For the future of America, you have to take care of yourself."

Millard Fillmore could only sigh, and Abigail blamed him again when she saw this.

"You are such an old man, how can you trust everything he says at the dinner table? You are the vice president now and hold great power, so they will naturally curry favor with you.

Whatever you say is what it is.

But people will die in the battlefield, so they certainly won’t agree. They are not traitors, they are just politicians.”

Millard Fillmore's suppressed anger broke out again when he heard this.

"A bunch of weak speculators! They are not politicians, they are speculators! The tree of freedom must be watered with the blood of patriots from time to time! But look at what kind of people are sitting in Congress! 266 votes against! And 15 cowards abstained! Conquering America is America's destiny! It is God's will!

I have to do something to correct this mistake!"

Abigail looked at her husband helplessly. Although this was not good for his health and might not be good for his career, she knew that Millard Fillmore was a persistent man and would never change his decision easily.

In fact, Millard Fillmore and his wife Abigail were teacher and student. Female teachers were quite rare even in the United States at that time. In addition, she was born with red hair and was always regarded as a witch and kept away from her.

(Red hair has always been at the bottom of the hair color discrimination chain in Europe. If it were in the Middle Ages, it would most likely be burned at the stake.)
Millard Fillmore fell in love with Abigail at first sight, and later married the red-haired teacher despite the opposition of his family.

Whitehall, London.

John Russell was having his afternoon tea with his favorite celadon teacup. Although Europeans had mastered the technology of casting porcelain at that time, the real upper class still preferred porcelain from the Qing Dynasty. After all, this could reflect their identity and status.

John Russell casually took the latest information from the other side of the ocean and was immediately choked.

"Ahem, have the Americans gone crazy? A bunch of country bumpkins, do they dare to covet the Holy Alliance?"

At this time, most people in the British upper class looked down on Americans, and Home Secretary Spencer Walpole had some doubts.

"Aren't the Americans planning to take over Cuba? Even if it's not Austria, it should be Spain. Why is it related to the Holy Alliance?"

John Russell smiled.

"Over the years, the influence of the Holy Alliance has grown. Do you know why? It's because this alliance always acts together.

Austria had previously sided with Russia, so Russia would side with Austria on the New Granada issue. Now that the Americans want to take action against Cuba, there is a high probability that Russia and Spain will side with Austria.

After all, this is beneficial to all countries.”

After hearing this, Spencer Walpole suddenly realized what was going on, but he also felt disgusted in his heart.

"If the influence of the Holy Alliance continues to expand, it will be very disadvantageous to us in Britain. Should we help the Americans?"

John Russell said somewhat helplessly.

"Mr. Walpole, have you forgotten what made Britain what it is now?"

Spencer Walpole said excitedly after hearing this.

"Of course I know! It's the Austrians and the Russians! It's the Holy Alliance!"

"No! It's the war and blindness! We just escaped from the war, are we going to go back into that vortex again?"

Faced with John Russell's question, Spencer Walpole was very unconvinced.

"Prime Minister, last time it was on land, this time it's on sea! Our Royal Navy is not afraid of any strong enemy! Fight every enemy!"

(Fight every enemy! The motto of the British Royal Navy.)