Jingyi patted his hand: "Sometimes I really feel sick, I'm following you... a bastard!"
She whispered in a low voice, her eyes loving and hating.
But perhaps it was God who was attached to Qin Yun and bumped into Jingyi at the right time.
"Hahaha!" He laughed loudly, extremely proud.
“…”
Three days passed and the wind was calm.
And a piece of news suddenly exploded with storm inside the Japanese mission, making Sakura Sakai no longer able to sit still.
Last night, Miyamoto died in a fire!
The palace also informed the Japanese mission and sent a coke corpse, with almost no bones left and no discernment.
Combined with the previous series of events, the Japanese delegation was furious, especially Sakura Sakai, who felt increasingly that Qin Yun was playing tricks!
On the morning court on the fourth day, the Japanese delegation launched an attack, and a total of more than ten people entered the Tai Chi Hall, with an unexpectedly strong attitude!
"Your Majesty, please give me an explanation to the Japanese mission!"
"The court concealed the shipbuilding matter, and now Miyamoto died so bizarrely that the Daxia cabinet refused to fulfill the agreement. What does this mean?"
"Don't you kill the donkey?"
"that is!"
"It would be too much of a bully for Daxia like this."
“…”
More than a dozen Japanese ministers were drooling and their faces were red, and they were so anxious that they could not help.
More than a month later, they didn't even see the hair of the red cannon, especially the various perfunctory things that undoubtedly made them anxious.
Although there are other gains in the emperor, they are all secondary. What Japan wants is the red cannon after all!
That's the fundamental!
The cannons made by Japan themselves are simply local firecrackers, which are far inferior to those of Daxia, and many problems cannot be overcome!
On both sides of the Tai Chi Hall, wearing official uniforms, the majestic officials were all surprisingly calm and even cold.
They all watched the Japanese make noises without saying a word.
On the dragon ladder, Qin Yun lay lazily on the dragon throne, as if he had no bones all over his body.
Two beautiful palace maids beat him on both sides, and he would touch him from time to time, which made the palace maids blush. The scene did not seem to be in court.
When the Japanese were already saying that they were out of breath, Gu Chuntang stood up and smiled and said, "Dear Japanese friends."
"The court has explained that Miyamoto's death was an accident, which we don't want to see, because with his death, Daxia's shipbuilding plan will be put on hold again."
"And there is actually no progress in the shipyard this month!"
As the prime minister, he speaks very well. If you find reasons and practice Tai Chi, you can't do anything to me.
"Hmph!" An Japanese envoy stood up and said furiously: "How is that possible!"
"Miyamoto clearly said that the shipbuilding progress is very fast, and he has helped Daxia build the first ship and provided a lot of technical support."
His voice was very loud, which made Qin Yun on the dragon throne unhappy.
Scolding secretly, Japanese devils, I'll give you a way out, don't want it, hum!
He pulled his hand out of the beautiful palace maid's bellyband, leaned forward, looked down, and snorted coldly: "Who said this to you?"
All the Japanese envoys trembled and he finally spoke.
They quickly restrained and gritted their teeth and said, "Your Majesty, what Miyamoto said."
"Miyamoto said, what about the evidence? Call him up and I confront him in court!" Qin Yun started to fight, and he was completely showdown and stopped pretending.
Upon hearing this, the faces of the Japanese envoys were all shining ashen.
Didn’t Miyamoto burn it into coke? How to confront it?
The civil and military officials were stunned first, and then laughed. Your Majesty didn't plan to be perfunctory.
In the magnificent palace, there was a kind of silence, silent, and the Japanese envoys were almost choked to death by being criticized.
At this time, a crisp, nice but low and steady voice sounded, coming from Sakura Sakai, her pretty face looked like a pool of stagnant water, looking at Qin Yun faintly.
She knew that Miyamoto's death was mostly fake, and Sako's whereabouts were unknown, the envoys had lost their last support and had to take the things and leave the country as soon as possible.
"Your Majesty, even so."
"But the treaty we signed is always true, right? The jade seals of both countries are printed on it."
"The Han people respect teachers and keep their promises. Do you want to slap yourself in the face and tell the world that this dynasty in Daxia is cheating on you!"
"Who else dares to believe it after that?" She spoke sharply and kept calm.
Suddenly, the courtiers looked at each other, a little solemn.
The treaty was established and even had a jade seal. This was a treaty between countries, which was indeed a trouble!
Mu Le and other military generals, the figures who crawled out of the dead, had their eyes that were starting to be bad, and they wanted to kill or rob?
Who knows the next second.
Qin Yun frowned and his face was stunned.
"Treaty, what treaty?"
Suddenly, the audience suddenly seemed to be so silent that the needle could be heard.
Even Gu Chuntang, Guo Ziyun and Xiao Jian have been stunned these days. They feel that they are cruel enough to play Tai Chi and be foolish.
But Your Majesty really refuses to admit it, obviously he doesn’t admit it!
puff……
Someone couldn't hold it in and laughed out loud.
The Japanese people's faces were extremely wonderful, as if they had eaten a dead fly, their faces were flushed and they almost became angry.
Sakura Sakai was completely in a bad mood. She clenched her hands tightly, and she was furious and gritted her teeth and said, "Your Majesty, you have to forget things so quickly?"
"This is the original handwritten version, please take a look!"
She said coldly, taking out the handwritten version of the treaty, and the authentic one had already been sent back to Japan.
If they were given the real one, Mu Le and others would not be able to guarantee that they would play swords in the Tai Chi Hall for a while and then accidentally destroy the real one.
The eunuch presented the handwritten version.
Qin Yun took it, just glanced lightly, and then put it down again.
"Yes, that's the case, what's wrong?" He looked confused, calm, and a little sincere.
For a moment, everyone was stunned. Where did your Majesty make a fuss?
The minister looked at each other. Didn’t he admit it just now? Why did His Majesty admit it again?
Sakaiguchi's first two halves, his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Since your Majesty also admitted that you and us have signed a treaty, why not implement it?"
Qin Yun suddenly stood up, with a tall figure, and smiled and said, "Miss Sakai, I think you have misunderstood."
"What treaty did I sign?"
"I just wrote a word reading on it, but you asked me to pay two thousand red cannons. Are you blackmailing?"
He snorted, attacking first.
With a raised hand, the handwritten version was thrown down directly, and the slam hit the floor, which also represented his attitude, and it was absolutely impossible to compromise!
Suddenly, all the Japanese people's faces turned black.
Someone picked it up and looked at it tightly. Sure enough, Qin Yun only wrote the word "网"!
The man was trembling and his face turned red.
"puff!"
He was so angry that he blew his blood and fell to the ground.