C1225 Dragon Horse! Dragon Horse!

Xiao Letian said in a slightly mysterious tone, "Second question, please forgive me for putting on a show. Please believe me, this battle plan has already been carefully considered from the beginning to the end.

"Alright, next, Xiao Hexin will distribute the details of the mission. The details of what everyone here will be responsible for in this battle will be written very clearly in this detail …"

The imperial guards beside Xiao Letian were pushing the locked chests, Wang Huaiyuan and Xiao Hexin both opened a key at the same time, revealing a thick stack of documents inside.

The high-ranking officer whose name had been called walked up to the front desk and received his top secret folder. He then quickly walked to a corner of the hall, where there was no one else, and tore open the envelope to look through the details of the mission.

Everyone's expression was so wonderful. There was shock, there was loss, there was ecstasy, there was excitement … However, there was nothing to be afraid of!

Xiao Letian took this opportunity to kneel in front of Mr. Ryoma and softly say, "Mr. Ryoma, I want to curse at you, but at the same time, I want to thank you! "You are being scolded because you are an arbitrary person, while I am thanking you because you have truly done me a great favor …"

Xiao Letian let out a long sigh as his expression became somewhat lonely, "The Chinese citizens of the Belait did indeed die miserably, but their deaths really helped me to realize my strategy of deceiving others … I'm really too contradictory, I don't even know how to punish you! "

Sakamoto Ryoma was more open-minded than Xiao Letian had imagined. "Doing good and doing evil all comes from the heart, my evil deeds can open the netherworld's Yellow Springs, but I also believe that my good deeds can fly above the ninth heaven.

When Xiao Letian heard this, he relaxed a lot: "I won't hide it from you, after this matter, your career has come to an end, because you helped me complete my strategy to deceive others, and created the conditions for my final victory, so you don't have to dig into your stomach, no one will take your life, and of course there won't be a prison sentence …"

"But... "I must take away your title and title. I must give those who have died wrongly and those who are still alive an explanation. If I don't punish you, then I'm afraid there will be more madmen like you in the future …"

Sakamoto Ryoma went silent. For a warrior who came from a Japanese samurai family, even if she lost all her credits, it was even more painful than killing him. However, he actually saw a hint of pleading in Xiao Letian's eyes.

Mr. Ryoma knew that Xiao Letian was begging him to accept this punishment and not commit suicide. This was because Xiao Letian was in a dilemma right now.

If Sakamoto Ryoma withdrew and committed suicide, then Xiao Letian would have to bear the reputation of being ungrateful, and it would be very disadvantageous for him to rule over the samurai.

But if they did not deal with the Mr. Ryoma, he would still hold the title. That way, the officials who knew him would complain to the Prime Minister, and at the same time, they would feel relieved. It would also set a very bad precedent for future generations.

The punishment that Xiao Letian gave could be said to be the best solution right now. Taking away the official position and title, the punishment was not just a little, but the Mr. Ryoma was still alive, making the Fu Sang's powers speechless.

The only thing to consider was whether or not Sakamoto Ryoma would accept this condition. After all, Japanese samurai had a habit of committing suicide for thousands of years, and if they were to be slightly unhappy, they would cut their own stomach.

Sigh … Sakamoto Ryoma gave a long sigh and nodded, "I can live on, but I have nothing to live for. I have a condition …"

"Speak!" Xiao Letian hurriedly replied.

"May I ask if I can use my status as an advisor to advise you?"

"Of course! "After all, you are a talent that is rarely seen in Japan in a thousand years, and also a brother who shares my bloodline. Of course you can be my aide, but you don't have an official position or a noble title …"

"Then that's good, I will announce my family to be a monk three days from now. The Earth Treasury Temple built by the Ryukyu years ago, where I will convert to Buddha. From now on, I will be a monk facing the people of the world …"

"Hiss …" Xiao Letian inhaled a breath of cold air, thinking how could I have forgotten about this, since ancient Japan, I have had the habit of becoming a political politician.

He really didn't want to agree, because Xiao Letian was afraid that if this example was used, then in the future, there would be even more Buddhist officials among the Chinese officials.

After thinking about it for a long time, Xiao Letian steeled his heart, and secretly made up his mind. 'In any case, in the future, the Chinese will need to borrow the power of the Buddhist and Buddhist Sects. It's not bad to establish a good relationship with the Buddhist Sangha and the Buddhist Sangha! '

"Let's do it this way. After three days, I will give you a thousand taels of gold in my own name for your shaving awareness …" I'll give you a new magic number when the time comes! I know that this may not conform to the rules, but I think that with my status, the Buddhist Sangha will still give me face! "

Sakamoto Ryoma's problem had finally been solved perfectly, and this was actually a happy ending. Xiao Letian definitely wanted to protect Mr. Ryoma, and for no other reason than the release of the《 Secrets Law》 and the《 Underworld》, Mr. Ryoma had contributed greatly.

There were many times when a law and thought came into being that had a reason, which was commonly known as a gimmick, and Sakamoto Ryoma had played such a role in this war, resulting in the introduction of the "Secrets Act" and "On the Bottom". In a sense, the value of these two sets of intangible wealth was still far above the value of the counter-plot.

Mr. Ryoma was tired, he needed to rest due to the excessive bleeding on his abdomen. When the guards carried the stretcher out of the palace, the sun had already shone down on his head, half a day had already passed.

Sakamoto Ryoma looked at the bonfire that was about to be extinguished and laughed, "Prime minister, this fire is really good. Before the great battle, you burnt all the fear and worry in everyone's hearts.

"I hope you can understand my painstaking efforts. I hope that in the future, you can investigate people's hearts and kill off all those feelings of dissatisfaction in the bud …" Do not let him continue to expand with these small cracks, they must be eliminated as soon as possible! "

At this moment, the main door of the hall creaked, and the generals who had received the mission began to leave the main hall. The moment they stepped out of the hall, they automatically went into battle mode.

Behind each of the officers were two guards and two CIA s. The four of them clustered around the commanders and started to walk towards their positions.

No matter who it was, be it the Four Heavenly Kings or the ordinary Battalion Commander, all those who walked past Sakamoto Ryoma's stretcher would stop in their tracks in silence, and look at the embers of the bonfire, and then look at the pale Mr. Ryoma.

With a "pa" sound, he stood at attention and saluted! Everyone only said one sentence, "Take care!" Mr. Ryoma! Only those who could endure humiliation were the true heroes! Waiting for our good news … "