My future is invincible?

Chapter 10 Urgent
The Governor-General of Liangjiang was the highest-ranking official in the country.

As a Han minister, Zhang Ji was able to sit in this position. In addition to being able to do practical things and to patch up the declining imperial court, more importantly, he was always upright and strict, and the evil and wicked were afraid of him. Even in the atmosphere of the imperial court where xenophobia was prevalent, he could still remain neither humble nor arrogant and argue with reason.

To win the respect of others, you must first respect yourself.

The foreign governor once made a special trip from Hong Kong to pay a visit to Zhang Ji, and his wife also paid a visit to Mrs. Zhang at the same time. Such a respectable diplomacy was absolutely unimaginable at the time.

Well, since you are so capable.

Foreigners treat you with great courtesy.

The Governor-General of Liangjiang has frequent dealings with foreigners and often has to be treated like a grandson. It is very likely that the position of a frontier official who is not popular with both inside and outside will be handed over to you!
In the position of Governor-General of Liangjiang.

Zhang Ji worked diligently and never slacked off. He had to take care of the face of the court and defend its dignity. He also had to be careful not to provoke border conflicts. Although it was difficult, he was lucky. He did a lot of practical things for the country and the people, and did not provoke the foreigners to start a war. He was fair to everyone.

Just do it this well.

If I do better...

As a Han official, maybe one day the court will think you have a foot disease and send you back to your hometown to recuperate. The glass ceiling is invisible, but it is always there, above all officials.

Zhang Ji's good luck ended today.

When the news that many foreign ironclad ships were sunk on the Yangtze River was urgently transmitted to the Governor-General's Office, Zhang Ji, who suddenly stood up, felt a black screen in front of his eyes, a tightness in his chest, and he sat back down.

The foreigners' ironclad ship was sunk?

Who did it!?

What? Not the navy. The navy of Liangjiang and Guangdong and Guangxi did not move. Just those few broken ships. If they really fought against the foreign ironclad ships, the urgent news that would be sent in would be that the navy was completely annihilated. The murderous foreigners would come over to talk about the treaty and security.

What? It wasn't done by the imperial navy? Could it be an internal conflict among the foreigners?
Zhang Ji's deathly pale face recovered a little.

In addition to being frightened, he sent people to inquire and wait for news. He couldn't help but sigh. Two years ago in Liaodong, two tigers fought each other. As the host, he was forced to remain neutral in the face of the brutal bloody mouth. How powerless and incompetent he was. Could it be that such a thing would happen again here today?

Zhang Ji originally wanted to leave the Governor's Office and investigate it himself.

But people are in panic at this moment.

I’m afraid that as soon as he leaves the Governor’s Office, the Governor’s Office will suffer from xenophobia.

Zhang Ji soon received another good news.

The murderer who sank the foreign ironclad ship was an immortal. The immortal flew towards the city, so the foreigners can't blame us!

"absurd!!"

"Do you take me for a fool?"

"Fairy?"

"I think you are bewitched and want to hook up with the remnants of the Red Lotus again."

Faced with the roar of the Governor-General of Liangjiang, all the officials trembled in fear, especially their superior who put a huge hat on them. No one dared to say a word, and they were as silent as a cicada.

Zhang Ji's anger was mostly vented, and after calming down, he waved his hand and continued to investigate. He planned to call the foreign ministers and the governor in the concession to feel out the situation, and then think about how to report this disaster today. Could it be that he, the governor of Liangjiang, was so incompetent that he had to use the words of an immortal?

Two hours later.

Looking at the telegram in his hand that was ready to be sent to Tianjing, which clearly stated words like "the white-haired immortal took action, controlled thunder, and sank foreign warships", Zhang Ji could not help but fall into deep silence.

"Sir, please send it out." An aide next to him advised.

"But..." Zhang Ji was extremely conflicted.

"Sir, the foreigners said it's none of our business, it was done by the immortal, and we are not crows that make noises randomly." The staff persuaded again. As long as the foreigners don't go crazy and use military force against the court, even if this telegram is a bit absurd, it won't be regarded as a crow that reveals the disaster.

Zhang Ji still shook his head, the telegram in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

"Rui Sheng, I am now at the age of knowing my destiny. I don't think I will live for many more years. What I want to do now is to be worthy of the heavens above me and the earth below me."

As a clan member, Zhang Ruisheng nodded in approval, his expression serious and respectful.

This cousin of his is a true gentleman.

"After I send this telegram, I'm afraid I'll be criticized for being powerless and incompetent. If that's all, it'll be fine. But I'm afraid the court will think I'm hysterical and won't listen or believe it, missing this only good opportunity and even aiding and abetting the evil. When the immortal gets angry, how many people in our country can put their heads against an ironclad ship?" This is what Zhang Ji was worried about.

Eat the emperor's salary and be loyal to him.

After multiple verifications, arriving at the scene, on-site investigation, and personal visits, Zhang Ji had to admit that the immortal was real.

The people of the city and the foreigners in the concession saw it.

It can't be faked.

If it is true, and this immortal is so powerful, then this is a godsend opportunity! If the immortal can enter the court as a national teacher, with his power, he will surely be able to wipe out the decline, revive the prestige of the country, and deter the barbarians!
"In that case, then we can withhold this telegram for the time being," Zhang Ruisheng suggested with a turn of his eyes.

"Oh?" Zhang Ji raised his eyes.

"Do you think the foreigners can win?"

"Difficult." If the foreigners were sure, they would not have allowed Zhang Ji to fully assist in capturing the attackers.

"Do you think the immortal can win?"

"Well, that's difficult." Xenophobia cannot be cured in a short period of time. The power of foreigners has been deeply rooted in people's minds.

Zhang Ruisheng spread his hands.

"No matter who wins, the imperial court will definitely not win. If an immortal cannot win, then he is not an immortal. If he is truly an immortal, then a word from him will be much more effective than the telegram in our hands."

It is also more useful than the imperial seal.

Even from a legal point of view, immortals are equivalent to heaven, and the emperor is the son of God. It is better for a father to educate his son than for foreigners to harm his son, right?

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ji looked at his cousin deeply. His cousin had always had a close private relationship with people like Nong Jinsun, and now he was too lazy to hide his intentions.

The immortal finally landed at the International Press Club, and today happened to be the day when the Jingwu Gymnastics Association was established.

Just when Zhang Ji was thinking.

A phone call came into the Governor General's office.

Zhang Ruisheng waited for a while before going up to answer the phone.

After a while.

Zhang Ruisheng hung up the phone, and a hint of excitement appeared in the voice of this usually humble and reserved aide.

"They are getting anxious! It's no use moving the guns! Guns! No use! Next they are going to move the artillery! Move the boats!"

"Okay, stop talking. I'm not feeling well and need to stay in bed to recuperate. Don't let anyone disturb me." Zhang Ji decisively interrupted Zhang Ruisheng, then stood up and walked towards the back hall with a somewhat desolate figure.

It is not known whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the seal representing the identity of the Governor-General of Liangjiang was left on the desk by Zhang Ji. Zhang Ruisheng put the seal into his sleeve without changing his expression, then quickly left the Governor-General's Office and rushed towards the Yangtze River Navy's base.

(End of this chapter)