Seeing that the situation was getting more and more critical, Ju Chang suddenly came up with an idea. He walked over to the foreigner and negotiated with the foreign inspector for a few words.
While making gestures, it was obvious that Ju Chang understood the purpose of coming and did not want any bloodshed to occur.
Ju Chang gestured to the foreign inspector to follow him into the alley. The foreign inspector looked at the angry people and nodded in agreement. Ju Chang took the lead and led the foreign inspector to He Qi's house.
He Qi got up early in the morning and read the morning newspaper. Now in the courtyard, listening to the deafening shouts outside, she felt so panicked that she couldn't sit down at all. Qian Xuan didn't come in the morning either.
There was no one to talk to, so he had to pace around the courtyard.
Ju Chang knocked on the big red door, but when he saw He Qi, he didn't even enter. He stepped on the threshold and said anxiously: "There are a lot of people blocking the outside. Maybe something will happen. If you translate the words of labor and management to this foreigner, it will be helpful."
It’s a big favor for labor management. If you encounter trouble in the future, just come to labor management.”
He Qi understood immediately and nodded.
Ju Chang said: "The people of our country are protesting against the Dongyi people. You are from Yingguo. This matter has nothing to do with you. If you withdraw the gun, if it goes off, they will find trouble with you."
He Qi translated according to Ju Chang's words.
The foreign inspector said: "The guns have been withdrawn. What if they rush in?"
Ju Chang patted his chest and promised: "My people can't come in from here. You are somewhere else. Let my people come in. I promise not to let anyone in."
The foreign inspector agreed to Ju Chang's proposal without much thought. He wished that the matter could be dropped as soon as possible.
Since Chief Ju had to negotiate with the foreign inspector next, He Qi temporarily acted as an interpreter. As the foreign inspector withdrew his guns, two more pairs of police patrols joined in, and the situation at the scene finally stabilized.
Xiyuan in September has a unique style. Yingtai is the place where Emperor Guangxu was imprisoned. There is a fish pavilion with colorful glazed tiles on the bridge. The top of the pavilion is yellow and green glazed tiles. Under the pavilion is the Nanhai Lake. In summer,
It was a lotus pond.
In late autumn, when all things are withered, only the broken stems and branches of the lotus pond are left above the water. The vegetation on the shore is all lonely and yellow, and the Fish Pavilion looks like a touch of green among the withered yellow. Yang Shiqi likes this place very much, with waves coming slowly and waves blowing in the autumn wind.
Once upon a time, I was stuck in Yingtai where the dragon was trapped, but when I looked at Nanhai Lake from a distance, I saw everything in the world, and what I did was even more important things in the world.
There is a table facing the lake. There is a stack of paper on a square ruler on the table. A steady stream of latest information from the front will be gathered under this square ruler. Standing in front of the table is a man with his hands behind his hands looking at the lake. He is talking to the Dongyi people.
Yang Shiqi was full of confidence in this game of chess.
"Brother Xingcheng" someone came from the trestle and shouted from a distance.
Yang Shiqi turned around and saw that the person coming was Wang Daxie, the Minister-General of Foreign Affairs. He already understood why he was here.
"Brother Xingcheng, you think the burden on my shoulders is too light, so you deliberately add weight. But even if you want to add weight, you have to tell me in advance so that I can make preparations. How can you let others know everything about it?
?" Wang Daxie complained as soon as he arrived.
"Brother Botang, unless I didn't want to tell you in advance, there is really something hidden." Yang Shiqi looked at the lake with a solemn look on his face, "Mr. Yuan left this matter to me, so I have to think about it everywhere. Dongyi people
The ambition of a wolf is obvious, and if one less person knows about it, there will be more certainty."
"You don't trust me?" Wang Daxie's expression changed, and he stood up immediately, staring at Yang Shiqi.
"We've known each other for so long, why don't we trust you? If we really didn't trust you, how could you still come here?" Yang Shiqi invited Wang Daxie to sit down, poured tea, and said with a smile: "Brother Botang, you
I don’t know, your reaction now is what I need. Think about it, if you don’t even know, how can others know?”
Wang Daxie figured it out, clapped his thighs and laughed loudly: "Brother Xingcheng, you have plotted against me!"
Yang Shiqi: "If it's not true, it's not enough to deal with it. If it's not false, it's enough. Only if it's true and not false, you can't deal with it." He put down the tea and said: "Brother Botang, I'm afraid the Dongyi people are relying on you now. Why do you have so much trouble?"
Did you come here for nothing?"
Wang Daxie put the tea away, spread his hands, and said: "It rained last night, so I got wet when I went back. I felt dizzy this morning, so I simply called in sick. I heard you have good tea here, so I followed the smell and came here."
"Puch~~" Yang Shiqi was amused and laughed.
Wang Daxie took out a bag of tea leaves from under the coffee table, opened it and smelled it, his eyes lit up, and he praised repeatedly: "Good tea, as soon as I smelled it, I knew it was given to you by Lao Wu. I ordered it from him last time, and it's the same as cutting."
He is like a fleshy person. If you call him a big fat man, if this good tea is left in his place, the pearl will be covered in dust. I feel wronged for this good tea."
"Take it and recuperate for a few days," Yang Shiqi said.
Wang Daxie asked with his eyes: "How many days?"
Yang Shiqi: "If you wait for two days, you go back to the people of the country first. When the people of the country get involved, you can go back to the people of Dongyi. That's it."
The Chinese Minister Wang Daxie suddenly fell ill, and there was a backlog of letters from all parties.
After hearing the reply from his subordinates, Dongyi Minister Riki Yi was furious and cursed shamelessly. As expected, Hua Fang used the ancestral trick of "drag" again. It was still a familiar recipe and a familiar taste.
For this "drag trick", Hikiichi has long been taught.
At the time of Article 21, the Chinese negotiators were Mr. Lu Zhengxiang, the deputy minister Cao Rulin, and the minister in Japan Lu Zongyu. These three people knew the secret of "dragging", and they delayed the negotiation from January to May.
This is what Mr. Lu Zhengxiang did at that time.
First, reduce the number of negotiations.
"I hope to negotiate every day with the principle of resolving matters as soon as possible," Hikihi said.
Lu Zhengxiang said: "We talk once a week, and the negotiation can only be in the afternoon, because I have other things to deal with in the morning."
Hiki Masaki said: "Don't you care about efficiency?"
Lu Zhengxiang spread his hands and said: "This is how we handle things. If you don't believe me, just ask. It will take at least half a month to go through the process. I am a professional, so I am pretty quick."
Hizuki was speechless.
The final result of the bargaining was to negotiate three times a week, in the afternoon, for two hours each time.
Second, shorten the negotiation time.
Every time he negotiates, Mr. Lu Zhengxiang will start with some false official remarks. After finishing his opening remarks, he will ask the waiter for a big tea cup. The bigger the better, drink tea while talking, and speak slowly, politely, and look anxious.
If you ask about bad Rizhiyi, it means we all talk like this. This is called self-restraint.
As a result, we didn't talk about the main business for a while, and the two hours were completely consumed by Mr. Lu Zhengxiang's opening remarks, his slow speaking and always going to the toilet.
It is said that Mr. Lu Zhengxiang was in so much pain that he really couldn't think of the opening line, so he asked someone to write it for him, and even drank tea and felt like vomiting.
This time it was Wang Daxie who simply stopped talking and pretended to be sick, which was even worse than what Mr. Lu Zhengxiang did.
"Shameless! Shameless!" Hioki Masu got angrier as he thought about it, and ordered: "Take someone to the police station and ask them to hand over Kawamoto Ichiro on the grounds of protecting overseas Chinese, otherwise you will bear the consequences."