The Crescent of the Sultan

Chapter 63 Strong Backing

Selim suddenly realized that he had lost his temper. He hurriedly asked the other party to sit down without being formal.

Mrs. Mishu Delpa on the side seemed to think that the scene was not lively enough, so she asked another girl to introduce the Sultan.

"Your Majesty, I am Chili-Kara Osman."

The girl bowed to the Sultan and then sat down gracefully.

Mrs. Mishu Delpa said with a smile: "Son, which one do you like, or both are fine. How about just arranging the wedding for tomorrow?"

Selim looked at the two girls. None of them felt embarrassed. When he noticed the Sultan's gaze, he immediately laughed.

Sultan, who had already been beaten by his mother with a combination of punches, couldn't help but complain crazily in his heart.

"What kind of auntie on the street can be so good at pulling strings, and you can have two of them at once? Your son is very innocent, right?"

Considering his mother's character, Sudan wisely did not answer.

Seeing her son's appearance, Mrs. Mishu Delpa became more and more interesting.

"Why, I didn't even take a fancy to it.

Or are you not ready yet? Your father is not like this.

Already when he was still in the gold cage"

Mrs. Mishu Delpa quipped, only lowering her voice when she mentioned Mustafa III.

At this point Selim didn't know what to do.

Just when the Sudan was at a loss what to do, there was a cry from outside the door.

Selim didn't bother to consider whether Paul was helping. He stood up and said nothing.

"Mother, Sipaxi is causing trouble and needs to be dealt with. I'll come back later." The Sudan then rushed towards the maze-like corridor and wanted to leave this place.

However, when he arrived at the door of the hall, he found that his mother was already standing at the door, holding his coat in her hand, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Mother, why are you here?"

Selim was already a little stupid. His brain was in a state of lag after being forced to have a blind date, making it difficult for him to think.

"Silly son, it's not very common for my own design to have several paths."

Mrs. Mishu Delpa came over, gently put her coat on Selim, straightened his collar, and then said gently.

"Mom knows who you like, silly son, let's not talk about Anna, you have no problem marrying her home.

But the British princess is not something we can reach high.

Even in the era of Suleiman the Magnificent, when French King Francois I was almost completely surrounded by the Austrians and was defeated and captured alive, he did not dare to marry a French princess to form an alliance.

This is certainly due to the excessive power of religious power, but it is also true that the empire is not popular in Europe.

So what if the British converted to Protestantism? You know what kind of temper George III was, and he loved his daughters very much.

Not to mention marrying you, he would not be willing to marry those British Dukes.

If the royal family won't agree, will the British government agree?

You should know better than me what they are. "

Selim didn't say anything. He actually knew how difficult this matter was, but he didn't have a chance.

First, George III was a perverted daughter slave, and his love for his daughter reached an absurd level. Of the six princesses in the original time and space, only the eldest princess was married, and the eldest princess was already forty-two years old at the time, so Selim was not worried about anyone poaching him. Apart from anything else, he had to get rid of George III first. Just pass it.

Second, in this case, Selim did not have no chance. A Napoleon who joined the Girondin line was destined to be more mature than the original time and space.

A political infantile disease like "Family World" is probably much better. After all, there are no good people in the Girondins, they are all shady people.

Such Napoleon is fully capable of starting a real struggle for hegemony with Britain in the future, and then it will be Selim's opportunity to show off his operations.

Sudan did not explain anything to his mother, as he knew that she had not yet finished speaking.

Seeing her son's silence, Mrs. Mishu Delpa continued:

"Son, my idea is that by June, Anna will also be returning from school.

At that time, you can marry her into the palace first. Nicholas will be very happy and he will personally solemnize the wedding for you.

As for the two in the palace, you yourself know that the support of Chapan and Kara Osman comes at a price for you.

The former is okay, Suleiman is a smart man, and he supports you because he really believes that you can turn the tide and revive the empire.

For Suleiman, whether he can marry his daughter to you is not a very important thing. With your current relationship, this can only be the icing on the cake. After all, since the killing of the Janikli family, the Chapan family I am destined to stand on the same line as you.

But Manuk Kara Osman was not easy to deal with. When the Guards teamed up with the Fanar people to start a rebellion, he led the troops directly to the city of Baghdad and personally shocked those idiots.

At the last conference, he also stood up and supported you in abolishing slavery even if his own interests were harmed.

That's why Manuk Kara Osman came to me and asked me to help recommend his daughter to the palace. After all, he is not as bound to you as Suleiman.

Besides, Manuk Kara Osman hasn’t asked you for the reward you promised until now.

You need to do it quickly before handing over your territory. "

Selim said nothing, just staring at the floor.

"Okay, go, son, don't stand here stupidly.

I believe in you, you have your own ideas since you were young, this is not a problem for you."

Mrs. Michodelpa gently comforted the Sultan.

Hearing his mother's words, Selim nodded, he called Paul, but no one answered.

Mrs. Michodelpa slapped her head and said.

"Oh, it was me who arranged for someone to call you just now, Paul was thrown out by me a long time ago.

By the way, son, you have a bad taste, a servant's name is exactly the same as the son of that bitch Catherine II."

Selim smiled twice and replied.

"Mother, I have always remembered the humiliation that Catherine II, the despicable and lowly usurper, brought to my father.

Please wait. As long as the Russian Tsar dares to lead the army in person in the future, I will do my best to capture him back to Constantinie and let the Russian Tsar dance in front of the Golden Gate."

Mrs. Michoudelpa smiled while covering her mouth.

"Okay, okay, you should be careful in the future and don't be captured by the Russians.

Especially last time, you dared to confront the cavalry of the Marquis Derek.

You are so old, but you are still so impulsive as a Sultan."

Selim laughed twice.

"I'm leaving first, mother."

"Go ahead, go, and solve the government affairs well. I'll help you drag Manuk here.

Come here to rest when you are tired. Mother will always be your backer."

Mrs. Michoudelpa looked at her son's back and waved.

Please read it again. Yesterday, a book friend said that I updated too little.

I will try to update three times today. Just a try, not a guarantee.

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