C455 Gong Banlun's sharp mouth

No one had expected that Gong Cheng would actually use such an opening statement to carry out such an important negotiation.

"Who cultivated the Yuan Ming Yuan? It was cultivated using the blood and sweat of all the Han people in the world, do you really think burning Qing Dynasty would hurt your heart? What is a courtyard worth compared to their own? "

"What's a few million in war reparations? Who was the last to pay? Isn't it the Chinese tax? Does the ancestors of the Manchu have a tax? "

"I, Gong Cheng, am now a traitor that people criticize, but think about it, even if I don't sell this country, do you think the Manchu won't sell it? Who is managing the Great Clear Customs? That's under the control of the Irish He De. They have sold all the important customs lands to the foreigners, do you think they care about a crappy courtyard? "

"Why should I, Gong Cheng, carry this shit? In the war six years ago, even if I, Gong Cheng, didn't appear, there would still be Wang Chen and Li Chen … Come out, if it doesn't work, can't the Manchu's old men stroke their sleeves and personally come up to sell? "

"What bullsh * t national justice, my ass!" That was all just to scare people off. What was a country? The nation was just a group of people using righteousness to oppress another group of people. The people were like cattle, while the emperor was like a bandit! The war six years ago had long made Manchu understand … "

"Before, it was Manchu who dragged the Meng people, the Tibetan people, and a large group of foreign invaders to eat our Han Chinese. Now, there is a large number of Western bandits that want to share a piece of the cake. At the beginning, the Manchu was unwilling, but in the end, the Western bandits punched them.

"Sigh …" Gong Cheng sighed: Look, this group of Manchu s finally understood, there's no way they can win against the foreign invaders, they can only move chairs around the table and eat together, what they are begging for is for the Master Yang s to have some face, but don't push them all under the table!

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty … This Manchu's government has already started to sell it, and my second-rate peddler is not worth much, the British already have the intention of abandoning me, I have to find a way out for myself to live in retirement! "

"I can't count on the foreigners. These bastards only care about benefits. If there's a need for it, you're a VIP. If there's no need for you, you're a stray dog …" Your Majesty, I am willing to offer up all the secrets of the French to bring peace to the Ryukyu. I only hope that this old trash, who is at the end of his years, can have a place for him to live in the Overlord City! "

When he said that, Gong Cheng fell on his knees, and couldn't help but cry miserably, causing everyone's heart to palpitate.

"Please rise, please rise!" Shang Tai was still young, seeing the elder in front of him cry so miserably, his heart immediately softened. However, the young king did not notice that when Gong Cheng was lifted up, his eyes shone with the light of a hungry wolf.

Both sides continued to flirt with each other and started to smooth out the rules one by one. Taro Shimadzu, the Japanese foreign warrior at the side, was already dumbfounded when she saw this. This was the first time he realized that these high ranking figures were bargaining like those in the market.

"The French really can't fight anymore. It's not that they suffered too many casualties, but that something went wrong with the rear. In India, where the ancient name is Tian Zhu, the British are currently fighting with the French. Today, the fleet that attacked the Ryukyu were all sent by the French from India …"

"That's right, that's right. His Majesty is right. The French rear are already empty. Although they look aggressive on the surface, their fear is that the British will rob their homes …"

"The French really don't have time to waste. They are extremely anxious to get back, so this is the best time for negotiations …"

"One hundred thousand!" I've decided to beat my chest. How about we make a hundred thousand taels of war reparations? "Not much, not much at all. Even the French want to go down the stairs. They want face too. Even the dead soldiers need to be compensated!"

"What?" Tell me, why don't the French compensate the Ryukyu? If you have this kind of attitude, the French will not leave even more if they cause trouble. When the time comes, they will fight to the death with us Ryukyu, and the one who will suffer in the end would be us! "

"Weak nations have no diplomacy. Isn't this the bloody reality? Forget about Ryukyu, how about Da Qing? I still have to pinch my nose and admit it … How about this, I'll give you a hundred thousand taels to discuss the composition period? "It's been three years and it's been paid off. This is the lowest of the conditions …"

Taro Shimadzu was stupefied when he saw this. He realized that this old man Gong Cheng was quite eloquent, speaking one sentence after another in an organized manner. Furthermore, his words and words were all analyzed from your point of view, causing you to not feel any opposing emotions at all.

The current Taro Shimadzu had saved his life due to his backwater, so he was naturally qualified to listen to the negotiations at a close distance. He stood upright behind Shang Tai like a steel spear, and even though the surrounding imperial guards had complicated looks in their eyes, there was not the slightest change in his expression.

"I know what you guys are thinking, and I know what you guys are cursing in your hearts. Isn't that just a traitor? For the sake of the faith in my heart, I will be considered as this traitor today! "

Time passed second by second, as both sides continued their war of words, the Ryukyu's compensation to the French decreased to 100,000 Mexican eagle s, and they had to pay it back after three years.

The Ambassador of France signed a friendly agreement with the King of the Ryukyu on behalf of His Majesty the French Emperor. France recognizes the independence and sovereignty of the Ryukyu.

The final agreement would be signed at the Ryukyu Pier in three days' time, and the negotiations had suddenly reached a stalemate.

"Your majesty, this time's signing ceremony must be grand, it must be extremely grand. This is the last request of Special Envoy Molière, if he does not reach the satisfaction of a Frenchman, then all the conditions would be for naught!"

"Magnificent? What was this grand ceremony? According to which country's standards? " Cai Mao was sensitive to the fact that there was a problem with the request, and old shopkeeper also started to squint his eyes.

The people in the business circles thought that they were very sensitive. He could feel every single change that happened at the negotiating table, and the old shopkeeper knew that the more they negotiated, the more likely it was that their last request would be a trap.

Just like climbing a mountain, they were just one step away from reaching the top. At this moment, no one was willing to give up on their previous hard work, and everyone's emotions were all relaxed and sensitive at this moment.

A true expert negotiator was adept at grasping every flaw in the opponent's mentality. The only thing he could do was shiver.

Gong Cheng casually opened the fan and fanned the hot air, "Ambassador of France has such a request, I have no choice but to do it! You have to understand that Napoleon III is a person who cares about his reputation. He is not the kind of emperor who would inherit his position through schemes and betrayals, and could be said to have stepped on countless corpses to ascend to the throne! "

"Such a person is extremely sensitive, because the opposition under his rule has always been very strong. If he wants to secure the throne, then he must win one victory at a time, because only victory is the only way for him to calm the hearts of the people!"

Gong Cheng tapped his hand with the bone fan, and said thoughtfully: "The bigger the deal, the easier it would be for the French media to come up with something, and at that time, it would not be impossible for them to make a comeback. Three days later, at the pier of the Ryukyu, the envoy Molière, admiral Bruce and a pair of ceremonial soldier s will be participating in the signing ceremony … "

"When the time comes, there will naturally be professional photographers recording the entire ceremony, and these will all become weapons used by the French to stabilize the hearts of the people in their country …" At that time, there will be a grand military parade. The two armies will perform in a formation and then have a meal together.

Saying that, Fan Lian suddenly spoke up, "Not good, not good! The French want a grand ceremony. We, the Letian Firm, have the money to send a grand ceremony, but it is not appropriate for us to bring troops to the island … "

old shopkeeper could not say what was wrong, but he was a little worried, while Gong Cheng just laughed and said, "You are overthinking things, overthinking things. There are only two hundred ceremonial soldier s on the island, if Ryukyu is willing to send twelve thousand, it would be fine.

Saying that, Gong Cheng felt that he had to use his trump card. He threw the fan onto the tea table with a "pa da" sound, and said with a cold expression: "Your Majesty! Everyone, we can't drag this on any longer, we signed the agreement long ago, not only do the Ryukyu have blessings, even the Xiao Letian have blessings! "

"What?" What did you say!? "Say it again …" The monarchs and officials of the Ryukyu all stood up and exclaimed in shock.

Gong Cheng let out a long sigh. Let me tell you the truth, the Prime Minister Xiao did not die in Europe, how can he die that easily … But, if you drag this on, Xiao Letian will die even if he doesn't die! "

"The Englishman is still telling me the truth. If my guess is correct, Xiao Letian should be on his way back home, at sea … The French are hunting him down throughout the world. The Atlantic Fleet, the Mediterranean Fleet and even the Indian Ocean Fleet are all waiting for Xiao Letian to deliver them to them … "

"Sign it, hurry up and sign the contract. As long as the contract is signed in black and white, no matter how shameless the French are, they would not dare blatantly chase after the prime minister of a country in the sea!"

This was the last straw that broke the mental defenses of the Ryukyu's officials. The news of Xiao Letian was still alive struck their hearts like a bolt of lightning.

What was even more unexpected was that Xiao Letian was also in danger, the French warships were everywhere on the sea, chasing and killing him. Even the old shopkeeper was shaken by this. It was not important if the Ryukyu died or became a country, what was important was that the Young Master had to live.

Without waiting for Shang Tai to speak, Fan Lian agreed and said, "Immediately arrange for three days. The time is set for the morning of the day after tomorrow.

"Good!" Delightful... Your Majesty, what do you think? " Gong Cheng turned and stared at Shang Tai.

The young Wang sighed slightly and said, "Men, prepare the feast. This King will reward Sir Gong!"

He had succeeded! Gong Banlun's heart was so overjoyed that he almost jumped. Although he looked calm on the surface, his heart was already on the verge of singing.