Chapter 305 Talent Selection

Chapter 306 Talent Selection

Napoleon couldn't help but sigh.

He always felt that his brother shouldn't give up the law major he studied to do business - facts have proved that his brother's business ability is really not good, and he has barely broken even for so many years.

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Now that his brother has been working in the negotiation office for a short time, he can go abroad with the Minister of Commerce for negotiations. It seems that he has found a way to give full play to his strengths.

The second half of Joseph Buvanaba's letter is a message from their mother Maria Letizia.

The mother said that the government finally issued the compensation for the vineyard last month, which reduced the family's debt by half and greatly reduced the interest pressure.

In addition, the French Brewing Technology Association has decided to invest in a large winery in Ajaccio, and construction is currently underway. In order to ensure sufficient raw materials, the winery has signed supply contracts with vineyards around Ajaccio. In the future, as long as there is no natural disaster, the Buonarba family can get a stable income of nearly 2,000 livres every year.

In a word, the family's financial situation has improved a lot, and they can even take out some money to hire people to work in the vineyard.

In the end, his mother told Napoleon that he would not need to ask for leave to go home to help in the future, and he should perform well in the army and strive for promotion as soon as possible.

In fact, Napoleon's so-called "going home to help" was just to take the opportunity to participate in the activities of the Corsica Restoration Organization. But when he saw what was said in the letter, he felt relieved for some reason and shook his head and said to himself: "It seems that it will not be easy to return to Corsica before finding a new excuse to ask for leave that can hide it from my mother."

In other words, he can go to Verdun to visit the new type of horse artillery vehicle without any worries!

What he didn't know was that the affairs of his family's vineyard were all arranged by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so that he could stay in the army with peace of mind.

Of course, Joseph built a winery in Corsica to improve the living standards of the people there. Everyone saw the channel to make money, so they must be busy growing grapes. Who would want to "overthrow French rule"?

Even the winery was built by the French. If the French were driven away, who would sell the grapes to?

While Napoleon was reading the letter, in the cavalry camp not far away, a soldier of about the same age as him, with curly hair, a slightly fat face, and a slightly melancholy look, was lying on the hay cart, writing a letter quickly so that he could hand it to them before the postman left.

He bit his pencil, lowered his head and continued to write: Dear father, I have made the final decision not to go back to Fortignier Castle to learn how to sell fashion, because I have found my true life goal today, which is to join the Guards Corps and become an outstanding cavalry officer!

Yes, in the Guards Corps, no matter what your background is, you can be promoted to an officer, as long as you are brave enough and train hard enough.

Do you know what a magical army it is? Their soldiers were all very strong. With guns and blankets on their backs, they could run 5 kilometers in 20 minutes, or 1.25 leagues. They changed formations so quickly that it was as if a giant was pulling them with a string... and their shooting skills were amazing... and their handsome uniforms...

In short, I am very sure that this is where my dream will come true! Please forgive me, I really can't go back, otherwise Fort Fortinière will lose a great general...

After he finished writing, he read it again and wrote at the end of the letter: Joachim Murat, and put the letter into an envelope.

Then he took out the "Guards Corps Application Form" that he kept close to his body and began to fill it out attentively.

The cavalry company commander passed by him, glanced at the half-filled application form, but walked away with his head raised as if he had seen nothing - he also filled out the same application form and had just handed it to the postman.

In fact, almost everyone in the Champagne Corps was filling out this thing at this time.

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Bavaria.

Northwest of Munich.

A black carriage bumped past on the bumpy road. In the carriage, Joseph Buwanaba carefully checked the documents in his hand, and checked the numbers with his assistant from time to time, appearing to be extremely focused.

The pile of documents was the result of his recent business research in Württemberg, including a large number of questionnaires and data collected on the spot.

And these things are important materials that will be used in the trade negotiations the day after tomorrow.

After arriving in Munich, he first reported his work to the assistant to the Minister of Commerce, his immediate superior, and then stayed in the hotel to memorize the data until the beginning of June, when the negotiations officially began.

Outside the Munich Palace, the band and the guard of honor filled both sides of the road. The etiquette officers shuttled back and forth to the sound of music to welcome the negotiators from various countries.

Bavarian Grand Duke Karl Ottoor presided over a brief negotiation opening ceremony in the square in front of the palace, and then threw everything to State Minister Pomental, and left in a depressed mood.

It was no wonder that he was in a bad mood. Not long ago, he was still planning how to give the territory of the Southern Netherlands to his illegitimate children. As a result, he received the news of Austria's defeat, which ruined all his dreams.

Pomenthal invited all the negotiators to enter the conference hall, gave a speech, and then looked at the Austrian Foreign Minister Baron Thugut.

The latter smiled and nodded, stood up and walked to the front of the conference hall, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "I believe you all know very well how chaotic the current trade situation in the German region is.

"The changing tariffs, the sudden emergence of various fees, and various access system restrictions have greatly hindered our trade development..."

"So, under the joint initiative of His Majesty the Holy Roman Emperor," he said, signaling to Talleyrand and Bailly, "and His Majesty the King of France, we will discuss and sign an unprecedented great agreement! "

However, unlike his passion, representatives from Bavaria, Salzburg, Württemberg, Baden and other countries seemed to be not very interested.

These small countries can hardly compete with big countries like France and Austria in the fields of industry and trade, so they are all worried about the so-called "free trade".

But because they don't want to offend Joseph II, they can only go through the motions, and they don't really expect to reach any trade agreement.

After saying the polite words, Baron Turgut asked his assistant to send the trade planning documents that had been prepared to everyone: "This is the preliminary agreement plan drafted by Austria, please take a look. Of course, this is just a draft, and we still need to discuss the specific terms in detail before we can determine them. "