Italian cuisine has been inherited from the Roman Empire, so much so that the Apennine Peninsula is known as the birthplace of Western food culture, and Italians are more affordable and tasteful than French food. When it comes to diet, the Germans are much rougher, with potatoes, peas and pork being everything, and at most a few boiled eggs sprinkled with salt.

Italian chefs put their skills to work, and the dishes at luncheon were hearty and delicious, and the unique charm of the Mediterranean diet was brought to life in the here and now. But for the guests who came to the banquet, the German Führer was clearly more attractive than the food in front of him.

Xu Jun was still wearing his famous German field marshal uniform, holding a marshal's cane with a platinum scepter in his hand, and the Knight's Cross between his collar sparkled under the crystal lamp. Hand-sewn uniforms by Berlin masters perfectly show the tall posture of the young apostle, and the red general's welt on the iron-gray breeches is as brilliant as a flame. Tall riding boots made of lambskin were painted black and shiny, and the heels were fitted with silver-plated steel soles, and the Reich Führer walked on the marble floor of the court aisles, his footsteps ticking with a pleasant ticking sound.

Guests stood quietly in the aisles of the restaurant, and as Xu Jun walked past a guest, he bowed or raised his hand in salute, just as they had ever seen the King of Italy.

It was a grand welcome banquet, attended by more than 200 officials and nobles, all of whom were the remaining stalwarts of Italy, and without any status and connections, they were not qualified to appear at this banquet.

Around the time of the Nine-Day War, the aristocracy of northern Italy suffered heavy losses, some of them heroically fighting against the invaders, others being attacked by mobs in their respective territories after the war. The perpetrators were brutal, often killing their families and looting their property.

Many of them were privately armed wealthy families, who took up arms and put up a stubborn resistance, but their opponents were clearly stronger, and the resistance ended up in a terrible situation that occurred frequently in the two weeks after the end of the war, causing a serious panic in the aristocratic circles of northern Italy, many of whom abandoned their luxury villas and farmsteads in the countryside and fled to nearby cities with their possessions and wives.

Regarding these bloody cases, the official Roman investigation report is that these people have unfortunately encountered "scattered fugitive soldiers", and the government has said that it is mobilizing troops to encircle and suppress these stragglers.

These nobles were not stupid, and after one or two they all understood what was happening, so in order to save their lives, wives and children, and property, the nobles of northern Italy enthusiastically threw themselves into the camp of the Germans. After being protected by the Germans, the "stragglers" that had been rampant in northern Italy soon disappeared.

The Italian aristocracy was well aware of who was behind the scenes, and this was Mussolini's means of revenge against the royal family of Savoy. The prime minister of the kingdom, a farmer, was bent on becoming a member of the aristocracy, and had maintained a good relationship with the old aristocracy in the past, even marrying his daughter to the Count of Ziano. This relationship of good cooperation lasted until the day of the coup d'état of Emanuele III.

The northern Italian aristocracy was the largest and most loyal supporter of the Savoy royal family, and although most of the old families had gradually declined, they still had a lot of contacts and resources in and out of the Italian government. Mussolini believed that it was with the backing of these nobles that Emmanuele III had the confidence to launch this stupid coup d'état.

When the armistice with Germany was signed, Mussolini couldn't wait to do it, and of course it was his most loyal lackeys, the officers and soldiers of the Italian Black Shirts, who did not perform well on the regular battlefield, but they were very talented as bandits. It turned out to be too big, provoking the German troops stationed in the north, who were almost sent to prisoner of war camps again by unsuspecting German soldiers if they had not communicated with the Germans in time.

The atrocities of these men did the Germans a great favor, and succeeded in making the traditional aristocracy of northern Italy put aside their traditional prejudices against the Germans and began to cooperate willingly with the invaders.

More than half of the guests at the banquet were from the northern Italian provinces, and many of them were aristocrats who had a cooperative relationship with Germany. Compared to southern Italy, which is still controlled by Mussolini's National Fascist Party, Xu Jun also trusts these northerners more.

The contradictions between the north and the south of Italy are so deeply entrenched that they will not be able to be reconciled for another century. Although Mussolini is dead, his henchmen and power still exist, and once the fascists want to inherit the "legacy" of the leader, the north, which has been devastated in the war, has no power to stop it, and only the Germans can protect them at that time.

These nobles were meeting the German Führer for the first time, and although they had seen the apostle's picture countless times in newspapers and magazines before, when they saw the young leader with their own eyes, they were all impressed by the temperament and demeanor of the other party, the ruler of Europe was more handsome and handsome than in the photo, and the military uniform added a military majesty, but did not detract from his elegance, standing in the middle of a group of richly dressed dignitaries, but dazzling as the sun god Apollo.

The ladies of Italy were already known for their amorous feelings, and the ladies and ladies present at the moment all looked at the handsome Führer with obsessive eyes, and if it were not for the occasion at that time, they would have rushed forward now and threw themselves into each other's arms.

The appearance of the Führer is so flattering, every European girl once had the image of a prince in her heart, blonde hair and blue eyes riding a snow-white war horse, isn't it like the appearance in front of her.

Xu Jun felt the blazing gaze shooting from all around, but he had long been accustomed to this, compared to what happened to him in Paris, France, the Italian ladies at this moment showed considerable restraint.

Xu Jun is well aware of how powerful his charisma is, and in Germany he receives several sacks of love letters every day, many of which are famous nobles and celebrities in Europe, and some of them have real princess titles.

Being able to marry the most powerful ruler in Europe has become the dream of countless European families, and countless school-age girls in various European countries dream of being the bride of this apostle of God.

In fact, it was not only the young girl who was fascinated by this senator, but also the handsome and handsome head of the empire, who also had a terrible lethality to those housewives, and every day in addition to love letters, the Chancellery would also receive mail packets of various specifications, which were all gifts made by the German dragoons for the Führer, most of which were sausages, bacon and roasted snacks of various flavors, as well as some knitted embroidery and simple handicrafts.

However, Xu Jun did not have the idea of falling in love at this time, he had only been in this time and space for half a year, although he had already gained supreme authority, he still did not have much security in his heart.

Before coming to this time and space, he was a history student, he liked to drill old papers, and his strict family education made him very self-controlled in dealing with emotional issues, and he never had a formal girlfriend until he studied in Germany. To put it bluntly, he is a scholar and a technical nerd, and he doesn't know how to face a love at all.

After arriving in this time and space, Xu Jun has no intention of changing this situation, although he is loved and adored by many beauties, which makes his vanity very satisfied, but when he needs to really face emotional problems, Xu Jun usually chooses to run away.

His Excellency the Führer gave a very justified reason, that he wanted to devote all his energies to the sacred cause of guiding the rise of Germany, and that his personal feelings were insignificant compared to this great goal.

The welcome banquet went very smoothly, during which Badoglio, on behalf of the Government of the Kingdom of Italy, presented the German Führer with a Knight's Grand Cross of Merit in appreciation of his outstanding contribution to the stability of the Italian state as a foreign leader.

No matter how lively a banquet is, there is always an end to it, and finally, under the mournful gaze of the Italian ladies, the Führer bids farewell to the guests who welcome him.

As he walked out of the banquet hall, Xu Jun found Ribbentrop standing in the doorway with an ensign officer waiting.

"Ribbentrop? Why are you here? When did you come out? The Führer asked in surprise.

"Just five minutes ago, my Führer." The vice minister of foreign affairs replied respectfully, and then took out a telegram from his pocket and handed it to Xu Jun.

"This is the telegram that has just been received, and there is a new change on the Shanghai side, a Japanese army unit has forcibly entered the public concession and exchanged fire with the guard brigade guarding the mission." The Deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs reported.

"Wait a minute, don't discuss this here, you come with me!" Xu Jun took the telegram, then turned around and strode away.

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