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Chapter 185(2/3)

Don't know exactly what happened.

"My sister may not have guessed that she is here to ask for my help and hopes that I will buy her."

Baochai smiled slightly when he heard this and didn't hide anything from Daiyu.

Tell the story directly.

Daiyu was surprised when she heard this and asked in disbelief:

"She... wants to marry into the Feng family?"

Baochai saw that she was showing off at first sight, so he smiled and nodded and said:

"I think so, so I don't dare to let her get involved."

Speaking of this, Baochai couldn't help but think of the recent chaos in Rong Mansion.

These days, you can see it if you pay a little attention.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Rongfu is full of traitors and slaves, bullying both internally and externally.

Some trivial matters can cause a commotion.

Thinking of these unruly slaves, Baochai couldn't help but look serious, and reminded Daiyu and Miaoyu, saying:

"You should also be careful, the servants in Rong Mansion are not simple!"

He sighed and said:

"Alas! Xiren is doing well, but his mind is a little loose."

Daiyu also noticed it and sighed after hearing this:

"Yes! These lively people are starting to look for a new home."

Speaking of this, it is inevitable to sigh: "I don't dare to use such a girl!"

As he spoke, he looked at Qingwen beside him and said with a smile:

"Girl, it's better to use something dumber."

???

Qingwen had a question mark on her face, and she didn't know why she kept talking about her.

She didn't mess with anyone!

"Grrrr!"

Looking at Qingwen's appearance, the three sisters all laughed.

Even Ying'er couldn't help but smile and said:

"It doesn't matter if you're clumsy. You look good and your hands are clever. Any girl will like it!"

In Lixiangyuan, the little tricks used to attack people are easily seen through.

It became a private joke among the sisters.

Above the court, the etiquette department is rarely busy several times a year.

Suddenly two big jobs came up.

To be precise, they were envoys from two vassal states.

Their requests were also very similar, they both sought military assistance from the Wei Dynasty.

Ask the sovereign country to send troops and make decisions for them.

One group was naturally the Franciscan envoy, that is, George Stark and his entourage.

They went all the way from Guangzhou to Nanjing.

Next, it’s still a familiar process.

When the Nanjing Ministry of Rites heard this: Do you want Wei to send troops?

Transfer directly to the Ministry of War.

The Ministry of War stated:

Sorry, when it comes to the use of foreign troops, military orders from the capital must be issued.

You said those people may be from the Wei Dynasty, so there are no foreign countries involved?

Sorry, you French people are just foreigners.

All in all, it's the same as last time.

A ball was kicked into the center with just a few kicks.

At least George Stark had been here once, and found Honglu Temple and the Ministry of Rites with familiarity.

In this era, everyone emphasizes "not worrying about two things".

What's more, the matter involves overseas matters, which is Feng Yibo's responsibility.

So it is logical that Feng Yibo is responsible for this matter.

In fact, even if this job is not assigned to Feng Yibo.

He also had to recommend himself.

There is no way, whoever allowed this to happen was the fault of him.

If someone else handles it, maybe it will be handled by him.

"Dear Feng, my old friend, we meet again!"

In just six months, George Stark can already speak Chinese.

Although the accent is a bit weird, it doesn't hinder communication.

This made Feng Yibo a little surprised, but he quickly greeted with a smile:

"Dear Mr. Stark, it's nice to see you again, but you seem to have lost your energy as last time."

This is typical, which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted.

Feng Yibo was afraid that he wouldn't understand, so he tried to speak in simple terms.

When George Stark heard this, he immediately thought of his own experience and felt a little downcast.

Then, with a flattering look on his face, he said: "Dear Feng, you can call me George."

"Okay, Mr. George."

Feng Yibo nodded and asked proactively:

"So Mr. George, what is the purpose of coming back this time?"

Just now I poked at the opponent's sore spot, now I'm asking questions knowingly.

These are common tricks used in negotiations, but other Wei officials didn't think much of them.

However, this is not the end.

Before George Stark could reply, Feng Yibo said deliberately:

"But don't say you want Wei to send troops!"

This is another little trick to block out what the other party wants to say.

Other Wei officials, especially some veteran officials, smiled knowingly when they heard this.

"There is nothing we can do about this for the time being. You must know that the envoys who came with you also said so."

Seeing that George Stark's face was red from holding back, Feng Yibo shrugged and said:

"Until now, I have not received permission from Da Wei."

George Stark knew that he could no longer let Feng Yibo talk.

Otherwise, this trip will be in vain.

He really didn't expect that this young official was even more slippery than those old guys in Nanjing.

"Dear Feng, on behalf of the Falang Siya official, I would like to ask for help from Da Wei."

George Stark stood up, took off his hat and saluted like a gentleman, and then continued:

"Our goods were robbed by a group of pirates, our people were killed by them, and the ship was also robbed by them."

Having said this, George Stark looked sad and said sincerely:

"We have nothing and can't even return to our country."

This is a trick used by Sifan, or in other words, it is used by George Stark.

This is how he obtained the land use rights in Hao Jing Ao.

"Since Mr. George mentioned it, I want to ask."

Feng Yibo completely ignored the other party's misfortune and said with a smile:
To be continued...
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