Chapter 273 The Epic of Tunisia

Chapter 274 The Epic of Tunisia

Joseph waved the booklet at Joey: "Don't worry about this. I believe the rumors will soon die down.

"By the way, did you mention something about the Tunisian tribes in your report?"

"Yes, Your Highness." Joey looked depressed when he heard the word "tribe". "During the last uprising, the tribes of Tunisia sent some warriors, so they all claimed that they had contributed to driving away the guards, and therefore believed that the government should give them preferential treatment...

"In short, those big tribes are not very active in implementing government orders, and even taxes are in arrears."

Joseph knew that he was speaking more tactfully, in fact, the indigenous tribes were disobedient and did not pay taxes.

This is not surprising. Not to mention the 18th century, even in Africa in the 21st century, there are still a large number of tribes that are independent and the government is completely unable to manage them.

He asked Joey, "How many tribes are there like this?"

"Well, there are at least hundreds of tribes..." He hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth, "In fact, only those small tribes with a few hundred people are very cooperative with the government."

Joseph couldn't help but frown. It seems that this is still a common phenomenon. This trend must be stopped as soon as possible, otherwise the longer it is delayed, the more these tribes will develop habits and the more difficult it will be to get rid of them.

Ishaq suggested on the side: "Your Highness, maybe we can pick a few tribes that owe the most taxes and send troops to punish them."

Joseph shook his head. Someone is currently engaged in a cognitive war against France. If we send troops to attack the indigenous tribes at this time, wouldn't it be helping the enemy?

And his big goal is to assimilate Tunisia, not simply treat it as a colony, so it is better to minimize conflicts.

He thought for a while, but he couldn't think of any good solution for the time being. He sighed and said that he had to eat one bite at a time. He should solve the easier cognitive war first.

He immediately looked at Joey: "Please help me find the best writers in Tunisia, um, find a few more."

"Okay, Your Highness. In fact, Mr. Giralda is a very good writer."

Joseph nodded. The last "Analysis of the Origin of Tunisia" was written by this person, so he is an old acquaintance.

He then instructed: "In addition, please start preparing for the Tunisian competition of the Star of France. Oh, you should have heard about the Star of France, right?"

"I have heard of it, Your Highness. I read the newspapers sent from Paris carefully every week. In fact, I am very concerned about this event. My two sons also participated in the competition. The eldest son also advanced to two rounds in the Berry area."

"That's great. If you have any questions about the details of the preparation, feel free to ask me."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The next day at noon, Giralda, who served as the internal affairs official of Tunisia City, and two other writers came to the villa where Joseph lived.

Giralda had been to the Palace of Versailles. When he saw that the man in front of him was the Crown Prince, he excitedly stepped forward and saluted respectfully, saying in standard French: "Your Highness, your presence has really filled the entire city of Tunisia with glory, and the ears of everyone in the city are filled with the singing of angels..."

Joseph thought that he was worthy of being a writer, and this flattery was as smooth as flowing water. He smiled and interrupted him, motioning to the carpet: "Please sit down."

After several people sat down on the wool carpet, Joseph asked someone to bring coffee and then talked about business: "Actually, I asked you to come here because I need you to help me put a A great legendary story written as a novel, well... or a historical paper. "

Hilada took out a pen and paper very skillfully, and nodded seriously: "Please tell us the general content of this legend."

Joseph had sorted out his thoughts last night, and now he talked eloquently: "A long time ago, there were various ethnic groups on the vast Eurasian continent, including the French, Tunisian Arabs, Tunisian Berbers, as well as the evil Ottomans and the cunning British...

"At that time, the Ottoman Grand Master Sofang forged a magical bracelet, called the 'Magic Ring', which was used to conquer the rich Roman Empire. However, because the power of the magic ring was too strong, Sofang was also swallowed by it, and the magic ring was lost in a corner of the continent...

"Until many years later, a Berber named Freu accidentally got the magic ring, and learned that he had to go to Constantinople and throw the magic ring into the volcano there to destroy it in order to save the Roman Empire...

"The magic ring has the magic of temptation, and only Freu can resist this power. With the help of countless brave Frenchmen and Tunisian Arabs who were good at archery, he repeatedly resolved the sieges of the Ottomans and their British helpers..."

This story is extremely magnificent and full of heroic romanticism. Hiralda and others forgot to record it.

Until dusk, when Joseph finally talked about Floy's successful destruction of the magic ring and his friends became the greatest heroes of the Roman Empire, several Tunisian writers burst into tears: "Praise our great Rome!"

"As long as the Roman compatriots unite together, they can defeat all evil!"

"It turns out that our ancestors had such a legendary experience..."

Hiralda touched Joseph's chest very seriously and said: "Your Highness, I will definitely let this history shine again! Let the world sing praises to this moving epic!"

He defined the story told by Joseph as history without hesitation, regardless of the magic flying in it. Perhaps this is the legendary convert frenzy.

Several writers did not even have dinner, and started writing furiously on the second floor of the villa. In just three days, they wrote a masterpiece of nearly 20,000 words, "The Lord of the Rings: The Roman Warriors".

Joseph roughly read the manuscript and basically wrote half of the first part, so he asked Eman to send someone to Joey and print it immediately.

Joey's action was also very fast. After only a day and a half, the first batch of manuscripts were sent to various parts of Tunisia. At the same time, in order to facilitate the spread of the "epic" to illiterate Tunisians, he also ordered local officials to send people to recite the manuscript on the streets.

Public opinion was almost unified instantly.

Almost everyone in Tunisia was discussing the adventures of Floy and his companions, proudly talking about the glory of their ancestors, citing the thrilling battles on the battlefield, and even began to dress themselves up according to the characters in the book.

Anyone who dares to say something like "Tunisians have nothing to do with Rome" will be immediately beaten up by passers-by - dare you deny that my ancestor was a hero who escorted the bracelet? Dare to deny that I am a descendant of the great Rome? If not you, who will I beat!

With the continuous publication of the subsequent "Lord of the Bracelet", the Tunisian people have once again launched a lashing and cursing of the villains Ottoman and British.

Subsequently, two British spies who fabricated the rumor that "Tunisia has nothing to do with Rome" were caught. The Tunisian spies who were hired by these two to spread the rumor were inspired by their ancestor Floyd, and even refused to ask for their wages, ran to the police to surrender, and reported the two people.