"If possible, I suggest that Comrade Wei Kun be appointed as the military governor of the East Africa Administrative Region." Wang Mingshan reported to the Central Committee on September 6, 1905. At that time, his financial review had already ended, and Wang Mingshan was no longer worried that others would say that he wanted to fish in troubled waters by stirring up the topic of justice.
This topic was extremely controversial because Wang Mingshan's reason was that 'the economy, culture, and politics of the East Africa Administrative Region continued to develop, and the black people gradually began to determine their position. Comrade Wei Kun's background would help to stabilize the people of the East Africa Administrative Region.'
The last time Wei Kun went to East Africa, one of the main tasks was to stabilize the people of the East Africa Administrative Region. Not to stabilize the people of the black brothers, but to stabilize the people of the Chinese people in the East Africa Administrative Region. At that time, Wang Mingshan and his group wanted to carry out a system reform in East Africa, which touched a wide range of interests, so the Military Governor Vaize agreed to let his son go to the East Africa Administrative Region to be a symbolic figure.
Among the members of the Central Committee and the Politburo, those who had more seniority than Wang Mingshan could be counted on one hand. Those 'juniors' could only describe Wang Mingshan's approach as' worrying about the country '. Mentioning Comrade Wei Kun's background could easily be used to insinuate that the Military Governor Vaize wanted to establish an empire. But using Comrade Wei Kun's background was likely to be accused of meddling in the affairs of the imperial family. These two were probably close to the scope of the death penalty.
The Standing Committee did not discuss Wang Mingshan himself. On September 19, Wei Kun received an interview from the Organization Department. On September 20, Wei Kun could not help but talk to his wife about going to East Africa again. Wei Kun's wife angrily said, 'If you dare to go to East Africa, we will divorce!'
Now as the Deputy Secretary of the Nanjing Municipal Party Committee, Wei Kun could understand his wife's anger. The foundation of marriage was the family, and a family was everyone living together. Wei Kun's wife was the descendant of an ordinary founding hero. She was born in Nanjing and grew up in Nanjing. After a trip to East Africa in the last century, when she heard people advocating pastoral songs, Wei Kun's wife would bluntly comment, 'Life in the big city makes me a lot of dissatisfaction, life in the countryside only makes me feel pain.'
However, on January 24, 1906, Wei Kun, his wife, and three children spent New Year's Eve in the official residence of the East Africa Administrative Region, Nanzhan City. It was the first time that the little ones wore short-sleeved shirts for the New Year, so they were very active.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Wei Kun said, "I'm going to work" and left. His wife snorted and said, "You're quite diligent!"
Wei Kun knew that his wife was unhappy, so he replied, "It's been almost ten years, and East Africa has become a lot better." After saying that, he strode out of the door. He knew that his wife was unhappy, so he replied, "It's been almost ten years. East Africa has become a lot better." After that, he strode out.
The driver was already waiting outside. When Wei Kun got in the car, he immediately went to the East Africa Administrative Region Office Building. The driver didn't drive fast, but Wei Kun still felt a little bumpy. Thinking of his wife's unhappiness, Wei Kun also felt unhappy. However, there were some things that he couldn't tell others. On September 21, 1905, just when Wei Kun had decided not to go to East Africa, Wei Kun's eldest brother, Wei Changrong, happened to arrive in Nanjing. After the two met, Wei Kun couldn't help but mention this matter. As a result, Wei Changrong said, "Wei Kun, for foreigners, unless they can directly enter the central government after a few years of delay, no one is willing to go out."
Wei Kun nodded after listening. The competition among the officials was getting more and more intense. There were many ways to climb up, but the most important thing was not to fall behind. Everyone was running on the same track, and it was not enough to do their best. When they were suddenly called away, they would be far away by the time they came back. The mayor of Nanjing was just a deputy secretary. As long as the deputy secretary did not have any problems, he could enter the provincial party committee in the next round. After five or six years, he could become a member of the provincial party committee, and then enter the central government. Suddenly going to East Africa meant that all the previous efforts were wasted.
Wei Changrong looked at Wei Kun and understood the key point. He smiled and said, "But you have to be qualified to enter the central government."
The words were like a bolt from the blue. Wei Kun was shocked at first. After thinking for a while with a pale face, Wei Kun said in a dry voice, "Brother, is it true that under a certain level, father and son are not allowed to be at the same level?"
"It's true," Wei Changrong replied straightforwardly.
This time, Wei Kun's face was not pale, but a little gray. It was not a secret that his father, Vézé, insisted on the republic system. It was fine for a small country to have a republic, but it was impossible for the father to give the highest position to the son. Wei Kun heard that there were some rules in the higher-ups that the top positions were not allowed to be inherited. Even if the son was extraordinary, it was not allowed. The son's position was a few levels lower than the father's. This was their ceiling.
Wei Changrong looked at Wei Kun with a sympathetic expression and said, "Wei Kun, Wang Mingshan is a smart man. He recommended you because you are capable. Also, if you are the provincial governor of the East Africa administrative district, the black people who know the chief will naturally recognize you as a descendant of the royal family. Also, you can't even be promoted to the central committee member, so it's meaningless. "
What happened after that was torture for Wei Kun. He went to Beijing to see his father, Vézé, and got the same answer. Wei Kun would at most be the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee in his life. No official could accept the end of their career, and it was the same for Wei Kun. The deputy secretary of the provincial party committee was already an incredible position for many people, but Wei Kun never thought that this position would be the end of his career. Therefore, Wei Kun finally chose to come to East Africa. Although it was not a particularly pleasant place, it was a place where Wei Kun could show off his abilities.
The administrative district of East Africa was, after all, an entity that was millions of square kilometers large. The central office building of the capital was built in an imposing manner, similar to the Min dynasty's system of ruling by the party. There were two signs hanging at the entrance of the building. One was the Restoration Party's East Africa Administrative Committee, and the other was the East Africa Administrative Council. Under the new system, the provincial governor was the head of government, similar to the Premier of the State Council. The provincial governor was also a member of the Standing Committee.
After the meeting began, the head of the military said, "France and Italy are preparing to join forces. We will not allow these people to come to East Africa and cause trouble. The central government's intention is that regardless of whether Ethiopia can hold on or not, we must let them hold on. "
After that, the head of the military looked at Wei Kun. There was respect and envy in his eyes.
Looking at these enthusiastic comrades, Wei Kun couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. Back then, Wei Kun also had experience in East Africa. At that time, for the first time, he understood that he was just a person who was coerced by those forces. However, Wei Kun still obtained a lot in East Africa, including rapid promotion. Now, this group of energetic young comrades was the same. They could return to Asia after they had enough experience at a young age. Although compared to the comrades who grew up in Asia, their foundation was slightly less solid, they still had priority rights after all. It was difficult to say whether it was good or bad.
Those young comrades were probably envious of Wei Kun's ability to climb to the peak of power without being old, but they didn't know that this position was the end of Wei Kun's power. If it was envy, Wei Kun was actually envious of these young comrades.
Although there was something on his mind, Wei Kun didn't affect his work. He said, "The central government suggested that we use as many black troops as possible. If we use the minimum number of black troops, how many troops can we mobilize? "
The comrades in the military looked at each other. The central government's order was very strange. The combat power of the black troops was not weak, but the problem of the black troops was the lack of experienced middle and lower level commanders. If it was the Min dynasty troops with officers as the core, everyone knew what the outcome would be. What could the middle and lower level commanders of the black troops do? This was a mystery that had never been tested before.
After a whisper of discussion, the comrades in the military gave the result. "We can gather thirty thousand people. According to the intelligence, including the Ethiopian troops that have been trained for a few months, the total number is about fifty thousand. "
"Can fifty thousand people take down Asmara?" Wei Kun asked.
"Yes," the comrades in the military answered very quickly.
"Then let's set off now and take down Asmara," Wei Kun gave the order.
The comrades in the military were shocked. "What do we do after taking down Asmara? Are we still going to be stationed in Eritrea? I'm afraid the French and Italians will not give up. "
"The order we received was for Ethiopia to hold on. I think Eritrea must be taken down. You can ask the military commission again. Or the military commission's order will arrive soon, "Wei Kun replied calmly. He was a little surprised at his own calmness. The Wei Kun in the past was not like this. But on second thought, Wei Kun also found an answer. People say that sorrow is greater than a dead heart. If Wei Kun's heart lost its passion, wouldn't he be able to calm down?
Before the troops set off, they had to first convince the Ethiopian emperor. The emperor said, "I believe we can defeat the Italian invaders, but aren't you worried that the French and Italians will do their best to retaliate?"
The representative of the Min dynasty rolled his eyes. He had worked in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and knew the situation in Europe. "Your Majesty, when the Italian cabinet collapses, how can we expand the war?" The representative sneered. "As soon as the news of the defeat reaches Italy, the Italian prime minister will immediately resign. Then, Italy will have to elect a new prime minister. Even if a new war breaks out, it will take at least half a year. Half a year's preparation is enough for Ethiopia to be ready. "
"How to prepare?" The old emperor smiled bitterly. He had risked his life to gather so many people. If this happened once every half a year, Ethiopia would definitely not be able to hold on.
"Your Majesty, the problem with Ethiopia is that it does not have a standing army. Based on our experience, maintaining a standing army does not require a particularly large amount of expenditure. As long as you combine military service with tax payment, everything will not be a problem. Also, our country is willing to help your country solve the problem of a standing army. If you're interested, please discuss this matter after you've personally led the army into battle. "
At this point, the bodyguard walked in and said, "Your Majesty, it's time for treatment."
The representative of the Min dynasty immediately got up and left. With the help of the bodyguard, the old emperor entered the newly opened private clinic in the palace. The doctors in the clinic were all from the Min dynasty. Even though he was an emperor, the medical services that Ethiopia could provide were not as good as the ordinary officials and rich people in Nanjing during the Min dynasty.
This time, the Min dynasty had invested a lot of money. They had specially sent experts from the medical school to set up a clinic in East Africa. The first person they served was naturally the old emperor. After a few months of diagnosis and treatment, all the ailments of the old emperor, including his kidney stones, had been fully alleviated or cured. In the past, the old emperor had to eat a few pages of the Bible every time his illness flared up. Now, the old man ate well and slept well every day. The only problem was that he seemed to have a tendency to over-treat his illness. Whenever he felt something was wrong, he would ask the doctors to treat him. At this time, the Min dynasty quickly sent psychologists and Taoist priests to help him. But it was not easy for the elderly to admit that their bodies were completely weak. Everyone was still trying their best.
On February 14, 1906, the allied forces confirmed a force of 70,000. The first group consisted of 50,000 allied forces. 30,000 East African security forces and 20,000 selected Ethiopian Imperial Army. The two forces were mixed. The Ethiopian Imperial Army served as ordinary soldiers and transport troops.
Behind them were 20,000 royal guards. But this group did not set off immediately. Instead, they continued to guard Emperor Menelik II. The Min dynasty also hoped that they would not cause trouble. It was not easy for the army to set off. With such a group of people following behind, it was easy for internal problems to arise.
On February 16, the front group of 50,000 allied forces set off. The troops headed straight for Asmara, the capital of Eritrea, which was now occupied by Italy.
On February 19, Lieutenant Benlun walked past his subordinates. His gaze swept across the crowd. After making sure that everyone was resting and that there were no problems with the equipment they were carrying, Lieutenant Benlun returned to the commanding position and sat down. He had already been to the teaching unit twice for training and the mapping school once for training. The reconnaissance platoon leader, Benlun, was no longer a greenhorn. This meant that these basic inspections had become part of his instincts.
Leaning against a tree trunk, Benlun wanted to doze off for a while, but he felt that he could not sleep. He simply took out a flute from his backpack and wiped it out of habit before starting to play it. The sound of the flute was not loud, and the surrounding soldiers were very close to Benlun. The warm sound of the flute played along with a comfortable rhythm, relaxing the soldiers' tense nerves.
After the song ended, Lieutenant Benlun felt much better. He was a Besa from Khartoum and had been selected to attend school since he was young. There were many boarding schools in the East African administrative region. The children were often organized to visit various farms and factories. The school also had its own farms and livestock. Apart from these, there was also a lot of music, drawing, abacus, and the like.
Most of the students had chosen to join the production departments they were willing to join after graduation. The Besa people had been hunting slaves for a living for several generations. They were a Sudanese people who were very good at fighting. Although Lieutenant Benlun was very interested in music, he had ultimately chosen the army as his career. After graduating from primary school, he had joined the infantry school. After graduating from the infantry school, Staff Sergeant Benlun had started as a soldier. After four years, he had been promoted to lieutenant. He had become a reconnaissance platoon leader.
"Platoon leader, play another song," the soldiers requested.
"Play another song. Everyone, take a nap!" Benlun replied. Music could make him relax, but this little bit of relaxation was negligible in the midst of a war. Benlun suddenly thought that it would be great if there was no war in the future.
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