I, Zhu Houzhao, join the US imperialist chat group

Chapter 275 Arrangements for Wen Peng! Wilson: It's not a big deal for a president to skip work and travel through time and space!
“Lincoln Civil War!”

"Your Majesty, can you still go to the Civil War?"

Qian Erqiang's pupils shrank. From this question, he could guess how much power Zhu Houzhao could display.

This energy is greater than he imagined.

"Your Majesty, can you travel through time and space at any time? Then can you travel to the end of the Ming Dynasty and use the weapons of the American Civil War to wipe out all those Tartars!"

Wen Peng's eyes lit up and he looked very radiant.

"This...traveled back to the end of the Ming Dynasty..."

Feng Bao glanced at Wen Peng and Qian Erqiang carefully. Do these two also know the ending of the Ming Dynasty?
"Wen Peng, we'll talk about destroying the Tartars later!"

"Now, I want to go to the American Civil War, during the Lincoln era, December 1864!"

Zhu Houzhao looked at Wen Peng in surprise. He did not expect that Wen Peng still loved the Ming Dynasty so much. He then added: "The only place I can go now is probably France around 1784..."

"Then, even if we were to face off against someone from the time of Emperor Qianlong, the Qing Dynasty at that time was not weak."

After knowing the history of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Houzhao naturally thought about such things.

And... he even thought that American history began in 1620. If he had the chance to wait until the people of the Mayflower came to America in 1620, he would have the opportunity to return to Ming Dynasty.

Unfortunately, America had not yet been established and had no emperor at that time.

This idea can only be put aside temporarily.

"This... During the Qianlong period, during the Qianlong period... the strength of the countries in the world..."

Wen Peng immediately fell into some kind of deduction.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing in the Lincoln period? What is your purpose?"

Qian Erqiang quickly calmed down and asked Zhu Houzhao instead.

"The purpose was simple, which was to get up close and personal with what Grant said about hot weapons warfare, and to help Lincoln vote for the South."

Zhu Houzhao did not hide anything from Qian Erqiang.

"Ah? Help Lincoln to join the South?" Wen Peng came back to his senses and looked at Zhu Houzhao in astonishment.

"This, is this helping Lincoln to join the Confederacy? This, is this also possible? This is equivalent to helping Chen Youliang establish a country..."

Qian Erqiang's mouth twitched. Having stayed in America for a long time, they naturally knew Lincoln's position in the entire American history.

"Why not?"

Zhu Houzhao smiled and said, "We have finally persuaded him to make this decision... Of course, not only I will go, but also Napoleon during the reign of Louis XVI, Washington, Jefferson, Jackson during the founding of the United States, as well as Cleveland, Roosevelt... and even Wilson..."

There was no choice to conceal this fact. The only people who could keep up with Zhu Houzhao's thinking at the moment were Wen Peng and Qian Erqiang.

Even Xu Yunmiao can't do it.

Therefore, Zhu Houzhao did not mind releasing the pressure. In addition to testing Wen Peng and Qian Erqiang, he also wanted more people to help him broaden his thinking.

"Your Majesty, this amazing machine you have..."

"Can it also establish anchor points in various time and space? Can it also summon presidents from various time and space?"

Qian Erqiang, who had always been baptized by scientific thinking and scientific fantasy, quickly realized that Zhu Houzhao had a magical item and instantly understood its function.

"This is too sci-fi."

Wen Peng's eyes were filled with awe and excitement: "Our Ming Dynasty is about to take off completely!"

"I'm afraid it won't be that easy to take off..."

Qian Erqiang directly and calmly poured cold water on him: "Wen Peng, you have met Cixi and others. Can they accept new things? If our Ming Dynasty wants to develop to the time of President Jackson, it will take at least 1900 years, and I don’t know how many people will be killed. If we want to reach the America of Lincoln’s time, it will take at least years... If we want to develop to the period, it will take at least another years, years. It’s already fast to complete the world process of more than years."

These words reflect Qian Erqiang's professional vision.

“It’s really hard to take off…”

Zhu Houzhao glanced at Qian Erqiang with appreciation: "However, you cannot imagine my power. What is troubling my Ming Dynasty now is actually the human factor. Under the current situation of my Ming Dynasty, there are simply not that many people, and human growth takes time. All of these require your growth experience and insights in America to guide and cultivate, especially Wen Peng, you have to think carefully about where the gap between our Ming Dynasty and America lies."

"You need to think about this carefully."

"I hope that in the next period of time, you will walk around Daming more and see more..."

"Use your own eyes to find out what is wrong with our Ming Dynasty..."

"Then the next step is to go back to America with this question and look for the answer."

Zhu Houzhao had high hopes for Wen Peng, because Wen Peng showed a scholar's unique concern for the country and the people both in his life simulation and after his return.

On the contrary, Qian Erqiang, Feng Bao and others are a bit cunning.

Of course, their fields and expertise are not here. Zhu Houzhao can use them of great use, but not in determining the future development direction of the Ming Dynasty.

He wanted Wen Peng to become like Jefferson, designing political talents for the Ming Dynasty from the top-level system.

Possessing the vision of a true national teacher.

"Your Majesty, this... this topic is too big." Wen Peng felt the pressure.

"It doesn't matter, you're only eight years old..."

Zhu Houzhao said patiently: "In the next year, I hope you can follow Li Dongyang and travel all over the Ming Dynasty."

"At the age of nine, I went to America for the second time."

"Use almost ten years of life simulation to find the answer for me."

Facing Zhu Houzhao's trust, Wen Peng took a deep breath and said, "Your Majesty, I need to think about it carefully...think about it carefully."

He naturally felt the pressure, but he did not take on the task rashly.

From this point of view, Wen Peng is already stronger than many people in the Ming Dynasty today.

They had to wait for Zhu Houzhao to decide on everything and had no subjective initiative.

"Okay, Erqiang... you need to analyze with me what I need to do to maximize the effectiveness of this time-space journey during the Lincoln War."

"By the way, let me tell you something. I plan to bring Wang Shouren with me this time."

"Wang Shouren, you should know his value."

Feng Bao, Wen Peng, and Qian Erqiang's faces were all moved. They naturally knew the value of Wang Shouren.

"Okay, Your Majesty... Then I'm going to analyze it for you... First of all, I think Your Majesty should bring the talents trained by the military academy you set up for this war, and secondly, find some Xiaoling Guards..."

"The main purpose is to let these people see the changes in war concepts brought about by the transformation of weapons..."

"This will be of great help in reshaping our Ming Dynasty's war system..."

Zhu Houzhao trusted them so much, so Qian Erqiang naturally did not dare to hold back and began to give Zhu Houzhao advice from the professional perspective of an intelligence chief.

Feng Bao was watching from the side, but in order to perform well, he also gave Zhu Houzhao advice based on the military concepts he learned at the French Military Academy and from Napoleon.

……

America, 1916.

"The Germans have gone completely crazy!"

"Are they trying to wipe Verdun off the face of the earth?"

"Yesterday, news came that the Galvitz Group, which had regrouped, launched an attack on Hill 304. More than 500 heavy artillery pieces bombed the French positions that were nearly 2 kilometers wide for 36 hours, making it difficult for the French to raise their heads..." "Also, according to news from the CIA, the Germans have even prepared tens of thousands of poison gas bombs..."

The White House, a meeting room.

America's war advisers are informing everyone of the latest developments on the European battlefield.

The conference room was filled with smoke. Wilson looked up from time to time and then wrote something in his notebook.

However, Wilson soon discovered that his notebooks were filled with disorganized drawings and did not contain any useful information.

Because he had already been lost in thought.

More attention, on the chat group in the mind.

【Meishezu Lincoln: Ladies and Gentlemen, President Cleveland's 1,000-man squad is already in place. Now, I have specially placed them at Fort Harrison in Richmond. Everyone, please teleport directly here. Now, these 1,000 men have already set up 10,000 military tents...】

Chat group within the group.

Lincoln sent out a stream of photos.

Through the photograph, Wilson was able to see that Lincoln and his men were already in position.

[American Emperor Washington: Lincoln, wait a moment, we still have three hours to gather our troops. Once the troops are gathered, I will set out immediately.]

[Louis XVI: We will be ready to arrive tomorrow. Napoleon is already prepared. Even now, our team of 1,000 people still has some minor problems.]

[Mercester Roosevelt: Taft still has some things to prepare, so I'll have to trouble you, President Lincoln, and President Cleveland's army to prepare first.]

[Meilizong Grant: I will leave in an hour! ]

The presidents from all time and space were obviously very enthusiastic about this gathering, and basically updated their preparations in real time.

Wilson took it all in, and also noticed that the countdown for the group mission had started, and he still had ten hours to prepare.

He has been hesitating these past two days about whether to go to Lincoln Time and Space, so he has not started any preparations.

However, he couldn't calm down as Lincoln was about to make a big move.

"president……"

"president……"

Suddenly, Wilson felt his arm move. When he came to his senses, he found that everyone in the conference room was looking at him in astonishment.

"Huh? What were you talking about?" Wilson quickly came back to his senses and asked again without changing his expression.

"Mr. President, the intelligence department just said that they have intercepted a telegram from Germany. The result of decrypting the telegram is that Germany is now planning an operation involving submarines. We analyze that they may use new tactics. What if their submarines attack our merchant ships..."

"You said, should we take some precautions against this..."

"In addition, the British side wants to borrow another war loan of more than 80 million US dollars..."

Everyone helplessly repeated what they had just said.

"This... these things, let me think about them carefully, can you give me two days?"

Wilson has discovered that in his current state, he can't seem to handle both ends well.

"President, are you feeling unwell?" Vice President Marshall couldn't help but ask with concern.

"I've been feeling a little uncomfortable these past two days..."

Wilson simply stood up and looked around at everyone: "I think I'm going to take a three-day leave, no, two days... Let's talk to Marshall about these two days. Marshall will handle these two days first."

He decided to stay away for a while. After all, America was busy right now, but not too busy.

No matter how imminent the war is in Europe, they are just playing a supporting role in the background.

The war has not spread to their side, so they can take it easy.

"President...this?" Vice President Marshall and everyone else watched Wilson leave in surprise.

It was the first time they had seen such a strange Wilson, but Wilson's abnormality did not affect the meeting after all.

Because, this world will continue to turn no matter who is missing.

After Wilson left the meeting room, he went straight back to the Oval Office.

"House, come to my office for a moment."

He called House immediately.

Edward House was Wilson's think tank. The two were good friends and political comrades.

In the future, Edward House would work with Wilson to perfect the Sixteen Points policy after World War I and help draft the Treaty of Versailles and the Covenant of the League of Nations.

He also has extensive connections and deep ties with the Morgan and Rockefeller families. His father, Thomas, was the agent of the Rothschild family in Europe during the Civil War and came from a prominent family.

After hanging up the phone, Wilson had almost made up his mind.

"President, I'm here. The one hundred mercenaries you asked me to prepare are all in place."

As soon as House arrived, he directly reported what Wilson had instructed.

Wilson naturally didn't want to miss this rare journey through time and space.

But he also did not want to make a big move, mobilize the current American military, or rely on presidential privileges to call up the army.

Because, to put it bluntly, these all belong to the country and he cannot use them privately.

Therefore, he took a different approach and thought of using mercenaries.

"Where are they now? Are you sure they are from Europe?"

Wilson wanted to be more certain.

"They are on standby at my manor. Besides... they are deserters from Britain and France. They have a clean record in America." House did not ask any further questions. The two of them had a political understanding.

"House, I'm going to take them to a place, you..."

House didn't ask, but Wilson wanted to say it.

"If you need me, President, I will follow you." That's how House understood Wilson.

"Well, I may have to do something very personal tomorrow, so I will temporarily hand over the matter to Marshall. This matter may take two to three days. Do you think I have any reason to ask for leave from Congress now..."

It is impossible for the President of the United States to disappear for two or three days without any reason.

Therefore, Wilson had to come up with a reasonable excuse.

"I can announce to the public that the President is not feeling well... You can also ask your family doctor to come to my house."

This problem is naturally not a problem for House.

"Okay! Let's go... Let's go to your house first. I want to meet this group of mercenaries in person."

Wilson and House simply left the office and became a president who skipped work.

Of course, skipping work anytime and anywhere is not a problem for Wilson...or for House.

However, several hours later, when House saw the time and space gate opened in his bedroom, he realized that Wilson had skipped work to travel through time. At this moment, House and the hundred mercenaries all suffered cerebellar atrophy.

They looked at Wilson as if they were looking at God.

(End of this chapter)