MTL - Restart Spain-Chapter 1 return home
December 29, 1874, Royal Military Academy Sandhurst, England
As one of the "four major military academies" in the world, Sandhurst Royal Military Academy continuously provides a large number of low-level officers for the British Army every year, and many of them are gilded by the children of senior executives.
The more famous British Prime Ministers Churchill, Montgomery, etc. in history all came from this university, and in the 19th century, this school was even more crouching tiger, hidden dragon.
And Alfonso in military uniform was saying goodbye to his classmates.
Just yesterday, the Spanish royalist general Arsenio Martínez de Campos staged a coup and declared Alfonso XII the king of Spain.
From a deceased prince to one of the few supreme rulers in Europe, the sky-high contrast seems to have no effect on the 17-year-old boy this year.
"The wheel of history is really unstoppable. I didn't expect that the day of becoming a king would not be bad every day."
The young Alfonso smiled heartily. Since his last life choked with water and passed through Spain for more than 150 years, he has become the newly born Alfonso XII.
Alfonso, who is familiar with this history, knows that as long as he doesn't change anything, he will become the supreme ruler of this empire at a weak age.
Spain in the 1870s could really be described as having internal and external troubles. The domestic Carlist rebellion had swept through half of the country.
The country is still unstable, not to mention the development of the country. The backward economy has made the people in the country impoverished, anarchism and socialism are prevalent, and the investment in education has made most of the Spaniards illiterate.
Industrialization and social inequality also led to frequent labor movements in Madrid, Barcelona and other places, and the rural areas represented by Andalusia were also annexed by the land of the great aristocracy, and many seasonal workers who had no land even tried to use violence. revolution.
In addition to the mainland, Spain's two richest colonies, Cuba fought a war of independence in 1868, while the Philippines also launched an uprising in 1873. The insurgents demanded that Spain implement a federal system and give the Philippines and Spain equal status.
"Since I am here, then I am Alfonso XII, the Spanish king of the Bourbon family. From this moment on, I will let history remember my name." Alfonso's eyes are firm, maybe no Chinese man will Reject the four words of Qing Shi's name.
"Howard, pack up, we're going back to Spain, remember to bring my black suitcase."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The boss of his family has become the lord of a country, and Howard, who is Alfonso's butler, naturally knows it.
Wearing a black suit, her meticulously combed back is mixed with all-matches, and her face with no emotions and sorrows seems to be frozen.
As the housekeeper appointed by Queen Elizabeth II for Alfonso, Alfonso began to take care of some trivial matters in the family since he was young. Although Howard did not have a proud education and command, he could keep the house in good order. .
The black box is a record of some of Alfonso's previous technologies. People are animals after all, and there will always be times when they forget. Good memories are not as good as bad writing, but most of them are just concepts and ideas, and they have to rely on a lot of financial resources to implement them. and manpower.
Everything was well prepared, and there was no attachment, and took Alfonso's golden finger in a carriage from Surrey, England to London.
Surrey is about 30 miles from London. Converted to kilometers, it is about 50 kilometers. It only takes a day to ride a horse-drawn carriage.
And Alfonso's first trip was to meet with British Prime Minister Gladstone at a mansion on the outskirts of the British Empire.
"Hello, Your Majesty Alfonso, you are welcome." Gladstone was a fat old man, and his smooth Mediterranean and serious expression made him not seem to be very easy to get along with.
"Hello, Prime Minister Gladstone." Alfonso smiled. In fact, he had a good feeling for this fat old man, although the relationship between Spain and the United Kingdom as an old colonial empire was not good.
However, the person in front of him, who was strongly opposed in the tragic British invasion of China in 1840, no matter what the purpose was, made him a Chinese person in his previous life.
"Congratulations to His Majesty's return to power. In order to show our support for His Majesty, our country will send a warship to **** His Majesty back to our country." Grayston said with a smile, and at this time, he was already pouring himself into the topic.
"Thank you for your support for me. I believe that our cooperation will continue to deepen after I return to China," said Alfonso.
In the past, Gladstone was called "the people's William" by the people to express their respect for this man who dared to speak out against the tyranny of foreign governments.
But now the prestige of the Liberal Party he leads has dropped to the lowest level among the British people. In fact, in this year's general election, Gladstone and the Liberal Party he represents were defeated by their enemy, Disraeli, who pursues imperialism.
"Thank you for your kind words." Gladstone didn't say much. Although it didn't seem to mean anything on the surface, it already revealed that he didn't want to talk more.
...the next day
Early in the morning, Alfonso boarded the British warship "Royal Oak" under the leadership of a British officer and a translator. Although she was over ten years old when she was launched in 1862, UU read www.uukanshu. com but is still the main force of the Royal Navy.
And today it is it that leads Alfonso back to Spain.
Speaking of the navy, the Spanish navy gradually declined due to Napoleon's destruction of the Spanish port in the early 19th century, but the foundation of the naval power for hundreds of years is still there, and it still maintains the ability to build.
But the lack of engineers is still the fundamental reason why the Spanish shipbuilding industry is struggling.
"Howard, do you think I can govern this country well." Alfonso put his hands on the plywood. Staring at the calm sea with no gods, even if there are prophets and golden fingers of the future world, Alfonso, who has never experienced a high position, still has a trace of unspeakable pressure.
Howard turned his head slightly to look at Alfonso and said, "Your Majesty can definitely do it. Spain is in dire straits. They need you to lead them out of the predicament."
Nodding his head, he suddenly understood the meaning of his trip to the peninsula. From the moment he stepped on it, he was the ruler of this ancient country. Thousands of people's hopes were pinned on him...
"Drip, drip—"
The whistle of the battleship sounded, announcing the arrival of Alfonso.
On the shore, Arsenio led a guard of several hundred people to meet the new King of Spain, Alfonso XII.
"Your Majesty the King!"
The guard soldiers on the shore shouted in unison.
"Congratulations to His Majesty the King!"
Arsenio knelt down on one knee, his head lowered.
Alfonso stretched out his hand to help the sturdy general, "No need to be polite, Arsenio, you are my hero."
"It's Your Majesty! Please, Your Majesty, go back to the palace!" Arsenio stood up and made a military rationale. As a hero and a royalist who helped Alfonso ascend to the throne in a coup d'etat, his loyalty does not need to be said.
