In Pan Yiping's huge office, Donne's foreign minister sat across from Pan Yiping with a look of embarrassment on his face, and begged Pan Yiping: "Mr. Pan, please help me, please help me."
He really had no other choice when he came this time. Dorn I hoped that he could resolve the war and peace talks with the Tang Empire, but he couldn't even get an entry permit from the Tang Empire.
There is no way, the Tang Empire did not agree, and the Foreign Minister of the Dorne Empire would never dare to board the ship to go to the Western Continent. If it is really regarded as an enemy and sunk, who will it cry to?
The envoys sent before were either reporting for other purposes, or they sent death squads to secretly go there, so there was no way to meet important Tang figures in the Tang Empire.
They don't know you are coming at all, and they don't agree to your coming, so if you don't receive them, you don't receive them. This is not considered rude in diplomacy. The diplomatic department of the Tang Empire is very particular about it.
Dorn really had no other option, so the Foreign Minister bit the bullet and found Pan Yiping, a businessman who seemed to have a lot of connections in the Tang Empire. He wanted to ask him to come out and exert influence to get the Tang Empire to agree to open the two countries.
peace negotiations between countries.
After all, Dorne can't afford much. The Tang Empire is booming, but Dorne is declining... Comparing these two, Dorne is even more miserable.
If the Tang Empire really attacks at an extremely fast speed, the Dorne Empire can share the same hatred with the enemy and resist with all their might.
But now the Tang Empire didn't come at all. This suddenly made many people in Dorne start to have other thoughts: Isn't it possible to negotiate peace? It's better to pay compensation than to waste so much, isn't it?
As time goes by, more and more people support peace talks, and the merchants and nobles who undertook the construction of the coastal defense line are crazy about advocating the value of peace.
Who told them to cut corners and build a defense line that was not as strong as it looked on paper? If a fight really broke out, or if the Tang Empire was ready to fight, wouldn't those paper defense lines they built?
Revealed?
What if something really goes wrong and Dorne I investigates and kills a few chickens to scare the monkeys? No one wants to be the chicken to scare the monkeys, right?
"Sir, you are really forcing yourself to do something difficult. The people who have contact with me are just some technical staff. What kind of influence can they have..." Pan Yiping smiled and waved his hand, refusing.
Not to mention that he does not have this authority at all, even if he does, he must contact his superiors and confirm the countermeasures before agreeing to the other party's request. He came to Dorne only to be responsible for developing the intelligence system, and he has no control over diplomatic matters.
ah.
"We really have no other choice. As long as you can help us find someone we can talk to, I owe you a favor." When the Foreign Secretary said this, he was sincere.
Almost wiped away tears.
But Pan Yiping, a veteran who has been in the business circle for a long time and has also worked in the intelligence field for several years, naturally cannot be easily impressed. Are you kidding, what is a favor? Your favor is too valuable, right?
Not to mention that the Minister of Foreign Affairs does not have much real power in Dorne's senior leadership. Even if a minister with real power comes and does not offer honest conditions and simply says that he owes a favor, Pan Yiping will not pay attention to him.
Dorn's foreign minister was not surprised when he heard Pan Yiping's refusal. He came here with no other options, and in fact he didn't have much hope.
Of course, he really didn't have any good conditions for Pan Yiping. The big businessman in front of him who relied on radar technology to thrive in Dorne was a truly hot man.
A poor foreign minister like him couldn't afford the conditions that the great man in front of him would like: you know, the military now regards Pan Yiping as a treasure, and the conditions Pan Yiping proposed are really one-of-a-kind.
Even Dorne I gave Pan Yiping a medal in recognition of his outstanding contributions to the Dorne Empire. How could such a person take a foreign minister with little real power in his eyes? If the person here today is from Dorne
Prime Minister, maybe more or less...
And just when the Foreign Minister of Dorne was destined to return without success, in the office of the imperial diplomatic department in the capital of the Lions Empire, the Foreign Minister of the Lions Empire was meeting with the ambassador of Dorne, Paul.
They were old acquaintances. Paul, Dorne's ambassador to the Lions Empire, cried sadly and begged Suomi, the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Lions Empire: "All our attempts to negotiate peace with the Tang Empire have failed."
"What a pity." Although Suomi said he was sorry, everyone knew that he, like those in power in other countries, was secretly smiling in his heart.
As long as Dorne is at the front, they can reduce a lot of pressure. As long as Dorne continues to maintain a state of war with the Tang Empire, these countries can safely import all kinds of products from the Tang Empire.
equipment and supplies.
"We need more aid. If we keep the current situation, our economy will completely collapse in a few months at most!" Paul told the situation in Dorne in a depressed voice: "At least 300,000 tons more food must be provided.
200,000 barrels of oil..."
"This is impossible! You are an oil-producing country yourself!" Suomi frowned, shook his head and retorted: "It makes no sense for you to ask for high prices here. Please give me a more realistic number."
"This is already very little, Master Misuo. We are fighting against the Tang Empire alone. The pressure is really too great." Ambassador Paul pleaded: "We need more weapons, more
Equipment, more food, more fuel..."
"If our economy collapses, then the Tang Empire can land on any beach in Dorne. By then... they have established a foothold in Dorne, and you will only die a few days later than us." With a trace of
With a hint of threat, Paul looked at Suomi and assumed a future that no one wanted to see.
"Are you planning to blackmail us?" Suomi reminded with some dissatisfaction: "In the past few months, we have provided you with 100,000 tons of food! 100,000 tons! Some of our people are still hungry!
Under such circumstances, we still provide you with great help!”
"I understand! I understand everything! Master Kesuomi! We really need more help." Paul said with difficulty: "Please, for the sake of God..."
"Damn it...I can't promise you anything. I will convey your request to His Majesty. I will also fight for you at the court meeting...but I don't guarantee that Your Majesty will agree to your request." Suomi was silent for a few seconds.