Chapter

"Sure enough, they are also uneasy to Crete!"

The port official Hesse was thinking about this in his mind. He only had a gentle bearded face, but he didn't dare to see any of the people in front of him. He could not afford to offend any of the people in front of him. For the Eastern Emperor Conrad IV and Zhao Fubo, none of them were over 30 years old, but he did not dare to underestimate them at all.

"No, my dear Majesty, I am worried that you will cause you unnecessary trouble if you do it yourself. And I am very willing to serve you!"

When he said these words, the port official Hesser respectfully lowered his respectfully and did not look at Zhao Fubo and the others' faces. Perhaps it was the wife of the governor who taught him a lesson, and finally gave him all his courage.

Seeing the port officer in front of him, Zhao Fubo looked at Conrad IV. Since this place was not very attractive to him, Zhao Fubo did not intend to intervene too much.

Conrad IV shrugged, and he had no concerns about seizing Crete. As long as Zhao Fubo gave him a firearm in the future, he would not be afraid of anyone. The only problem was how big the port official Joe Sir had. If he had too big an appetite, Conrad IV would not like him too much.

"I guess it's our honor to be able to get your service. Well, Mr. Port Author, what reward do you plan to get? Or, what are your plans? If possible, we want to listen carefully!"

Conrad IV was not in a hurry to make a decision. He had to figure out what he was thinking about the port official who came to be loyal to him. Seeing them talking for a long time, Zhao Fubo, as the master, turned around and snatched the identity of the Interior Supervisor, Linda, who had snatched the identity of the Interior Supervisor, gave an order.

"Linda, ask someone to get us a few chairs, and you still need..."

Although the cute Linda is only 15 years old, she only has Alisa's mouth in her heart, and the "master" who will become the greatest emperor in the world in the future. Especially when Gong Zi seems to have trained her well, Zhao Fubo's orders have not been completed, she has already patted her red and white little hands.

"Four chairs, a small medium size, a drink, but get me juice!"

The maid who followed her was originally Zhao Fubo who managed the servant, chef, and maid, but now she became Linda's deputy. As soon as she ordered, the maid took action quickly. Why did she listen to Linda so often make Zhao Fubo feel confused?

In fact, Little Linda had already taken on this position on the first day of her arrival, so she naturally borrowed Gong Zi's reputation when she seized it.

"Do you know who Mrs. Gong is? From now on, I am the general manager, and you are the deputy general manager. And you must listen to me wholeheartedly, otherwise... Otherwise, I will call Mrs. Gong and sell you to the black people in Africa as a pig!"

Gong Zi is really a beautiful snake. Look at what she taught Little Linda, the pure little girl in the past. Of course, Zhao Fubo's deputy general manager knew the origin of Little Linda and knew that he could not afford her. Although he would not take her threat seriously, if Little Linda really became the hostess one day, wouldn't he cause trouble if he didn't agree?

As a result, Linda became Zhao Fubo's personal manager. Overall, she had the final say on Zhao Fubo's daily life, food and clothing, and other matters.

"From, let's have a good chat!"

Linda's maids were quick to do things, and soon they brought a few folding chairs. These folding chairs were very simple, but they were just two square frames and a fine net. Although they were not as good as the nobles who liked by the nobles, they could lean there comfortably and cross their legs when sitting.

On the small square table in the middle, there were tobacco, Zhao Fubo and his friends, their pipes, fruits, wine and other items for chatting. Little Linda himself sat next to Zhao Fubo, as if waiting for him to give orders at any time. The seats with them also included Louis IX, who was invited.

In a sense, the purpose of Conrad IV's invitation was to ask Louis IX to know the development below this matter, so that he could gain his approval and to obtain his assistance in the future when there was a possible conflict with Venice.

"Hmph, don't think the three emperors are talking and laughing there, but I'm sure they must have their own ulterior motives."

Port official Hasse knew that it was a substantial negotiation now. However, before speaking, he still evaluated the relationship between the emperors in his heart.

"Well, Mr. Port, I am very interested in your words just now. Can you tell me your detailed plan? If you are in justice, then I am sure that my father, His Majesty Louis IX, and His Majesty the Emperor of the East will be willing to support you!"

Others may not know the power of the two emperors, the Holy Roman Emperors Frederick II and Louis IX. The Venetians knew it very clearly. The port official Joss took a moment before he started talking.

"Your Majesty, the reality of Crete is very clear. Every Cretan on the island will not like the rule of the Venetians, and this also includes me. The three fair and wise emperors came here, so that my tribe and my tribe saw hope, so we wanted to kill the Governor of Venetian, and then..."

When he said this, the clever port official played a trick. He stopped talking and quietly observed the reactions of the three emperors.

The emperor of the East had no idea of ​​hiding himself. He seemed to be satisfied with such a thing. Conrad IV had a longer-term thought. Just now, the port official Hasse had already known about this. As for Louis IX, it was obvious that he thought of it as a future change, but he was just calm at the moment.

"... Then, I will hand over the fate of our Cretans to His Majesty Conrad IV and let him decide. If His Majesty thinks we should be killed by the Venetians, then we will carry out your order without regrets!"

Louis IX was obviously surprised by the news. He looked at Conrad IV and Zhao Fubo, not knowing what the two young men were playing. At this time, Conrad IV spoke and he asked back.

"His Excellency Port Author, why is it me? His Majesty Louis IX is also here to sit. You should know..."

Conrad IV asked hypocritically and did not escape Louis IX's eyes. He also saw that Zhao Fubo seemed to have some tacit understanding with Conrad IV in this matter. The reason why he called himself when talking about this matter was just for the sake of the future. If the Venetians were in trouble, they should think more about it.
Chapter completed!