Xiang Xiaoqiang thought it right. After reciting this poem, there was silence in the room.
The father and daughter of the Zheng family looked at each other and looked at Zhu Yourong carefully.
Zhu Yourong held her chin in one hand and played with her official kiln teacup unconsciously with the other, as if immersed in the words of this poem. After a while, she sighed and asked softly:
"A few words were changed in Li Zhiyi's "Business Master" from the Song Dynasty... Mr. Xiang, you said this poem was written on the cigarette box inside the cannonball?"
"Exactly."
Zheng Gongyin also sighed softly:
"There are still people in the arsenal who are so obsessed with the Ming Dynasty. This shows that not all the people in the north do not agree with us... After three hundred years of enslavement education in the Qing Dynasty, I heard that the people north of the Huaihe River, adults and children, don't even know about Yue Fei.
Who is it? They don’t know who Wen Tianxiang is. They only know that the Ming Dynasty liked to eat human flesh and drink human blood, and specialized in digging out the hearts and livers of boys and girls to make elixirs... It was they who entered the pass in time in the Qing Dynasty, and did not commit any crimes, and saved the people. However,
When I heard this poem today, I realized that there are still people in the North who are eagerly waiting for Master Wang..."
"I only hope that the king's heart is like that of his ministers, and he will live up to his loyalty..." Zhu Yourong listened to Zheng Gongyin's emotion, and silently recited the last two sentences as if possessed by a demon, "I only hope that the king's heart is like that of his ministers..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang looked on coldly, not disturbing her, and let her express her feelings.
Zhu Yourong suddenly said:
"What about the cigarette case? Where is it now?"
Zheng Gongyin hurriedly said:
"It should still be at Jin Yiwei's place."
"I want it, bring it to me," Zhu You said without any doubt, "I want it now."
Zheng Yucong hurriedly rang the bell and ordered people to do it.
"I only hope that the king's heart is as good as the minister's heart..."
Zhu Yourong buried his face in his hands and muttered. After a while, he raised his face, and there were tears on his face.
The Zheng family father and daughter were shocked and quickly came forward:
"cousin……"
"Rongrong..."
Zheng Yucong handed over a towel and said quietly:
"Cousin, don't think so much..."
Zhu Yourong waved his hand, took the towel, wiped it twice, and said softly with a nasal stop:
"Okay, I'm fine."
Xiang Xiaoqiang was surprised to see all this. He was delighted to find that this poem played a powerful role in Miss Zhu, far beyond his expectation.
He didn't know what exactly touched Miss Zhu. It seems that girls in the Ming Dynasty cried when they heard this poem?
Maybe it was because she was from the Ming Dynasty royal family and was particularly touched by it.
Although Zhu Yourong said that she was not a princess, Xiang Xiaoqiang did not believe it so simply. Seeing Miss Zhu's reaction, he increasingly concluded that Miss Zhu was an important member of the royal family, maybe a princess or a princess.
These few words should remind her of the unfinished work of her father and brother, and her ancestors from generation to generation.
Xiang Xiaoqiang also tried hard to be infected by this emotion. Not only did he want to share this emotion, but he also wanted to seize the rare opportunity at the moment. He must let these royal dignitaries bypass the cabinet and directly intervene to send troops to rescue.
As for whether this would trigger a war, Xiang Xiaoqiang didn't intend to care. He came to this time and space and had already made great contributions to the Ming Dynasty and was worthy of them. Now he wants to get back the share he deserves.
"Miss Zhu," he said, "In tonight's meeting, as an outsider, I think what moved me the most was the words of the commander of the submarine force. I remember that we were debating whether submarine rescue was feasible. At that time, the deputy secretary of the navy...
…”
"Wait a minute," Zhu Yourong said after wiping his eyes and putting down the towel, "Commander of the Submarine Force, is that Qi... what is Qi?"
Zheng Gongyin interjected:
"Qi Xiwen."
"By the way, Qi Xiwen. My uncle just told me what he said. He said it was very wonderful. Is he the one?"
When Zheng Gongyin heard that Xiang Xiaoqiang was asking him to tell this paragraph, he got what he wanted and said with a smile:
"Yes, that's him. Xiao Xiang, I just... told it to my niece. My brain is not very good, and I can't remember the original words. You young man's brain is very good, so you can learn it again."
Xiang Xiaoqiang was startled, and then thought that when he was eating supper in the side hall, Zheng Gongyin must have told Miss Zhu what happened tonight. But he didn't know why Zheng Gongyin wanted him to tell it again.
He told this incident because he wanted to encourage Miss Zhu to use her influence to bypass the Ming Dynasty cabinet and directly arrange a rescue by force, which was selfish. As mentioned at the meeting, rescue by force would risk triggering a war. But Xiang Xiaoqiang
They only plan to stay for five years, and there is no need for long-term plans. But as a relative of the emperor, this Marquis Zheng seems to also hope to achieve a rescue result by force. Is this of any benefit to him?
"Yes," Zhu Yourong said to Xiang Xiaoqiang, "Uncle has told it before, and he didn't explain it in detail. Mr. Xiang, please tell it again."
Xiang Xiaoqiang nodded, not thinking about this matter, all he wanted was the result.
“Commander Qi’s original words are as follows, I remember them very clearly:
"'You guys who sit in the Admiralty office and report and make plans all day long, where did the fake Qing Dynasty data on your desks come from? Where did the fake Qing Dynasty maps we hang in front of us come from?
Wasn't it obtained by those girls in the submarine force who drove submarines at night and sent agents to the other side?
"Don't forget why we are sitting here today! Those twelve girls imprisoned on the other side, don't they know that it is safe and comfortable to be ordinary people? Don't they like to stay at home and bake in the stove and knit sweaters at night? Don't they
Don't like sitting in the cinema eating rice cakes and eating melon seeds? Don't they like spending time with their lovers in the park at night? Why? Because they have to drive a submarine to the Yangtze River at night to steal chickens and dogs! ... For the sake of the Ming Dynasty and for the saints, they go up there and steal chickens and dogs!
'"
Xiang Xiaoqiang's words were as sonorous and powerful as those spoken by Commander Qi Xiwen himself.
…
"For the sake of the Ming Dynasty, for the sake of the saint, I went up to steal chickens and dogs..." Zhu Yourong muttered these words silently, pushed away the chair, stood up and walked a few steps in the room, and asked, "For the sake of the Ming Dynasty, for the sake of the saints, I went up to steal chickens and dogs... He said so,
But the final result of the discussion was still no rescue?”
Zheng Gongyin shook his head and sighed:
"Oh, yes..."
"Why? What reason?"
"It's not those two things, military, political..."
Zhu Yourong said coldly:
"Yes, I know that, militarily, it will be difficult for submarines to cross the Bohai Strait. Politically, if we intercept the train, it will trigger a war."
Xiang Xiaoqiang was worried, his mind turned a few times, and he opened his mouth and said:
"Ms. Zhu, originally this is your Ming Dynasty matter. I am an outsider and it is not convenient for me to say. But in the UK, all decisions made by the cabinet of His Majesty the King's government are for His Majesty the King and for the UK. But I am sorry to see
Come to, in Ming Dynasty, in my hometown, the ministers here first consider their own interests when making decisions. If this thing is done, they will take responsibility if it fails. If they don't do it, they can escape the responsibility.
...Of course, the risk of failure in the use of force to rescue is obviously very high. Your ministers are very smart and know that the safest thing is to do nothing. As for the Ming royal family, as the original masters of this country, their feelings
and interests were thrown aside. Seeing all this, I feel very uncomfortable. I don’t know if it is because of the cultural differences between us that the problem is too different. Ah, I may be a little presumptuous, please, Miss
forgive."
Zheng Gongyin glanced at Xiang Xiaoqiang appreciatively. Zhu Yourong walked slowly with his hands behind his back. His face was red and white, and his chest was heaving. It was obvious that he was controlling some emotions.
"Mr. Xiang," she said with an ugly face, "I went to university in the UK and I know the UK very well."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"Mr. Xiang," she asked, looking into Xiang Xiaoqiang's eyes, "I don't know if it's appropriate to ask you this, because you are the only soldier in this room..."
Xiang Xiaoqiang was startled, and then he remembered that his identity was from MI6, so of course he was a soldier.
Zhu Yourong said hesitantly:
"I don't know... In your opinion... Based on a soldier's common sense, is it really that difficult for a submarine to cross the Bohai Strait?... After listening to my uncle's account, I don't know why, but I always feel that tonight's military
The generals are in a state of being suppressed by the ministers, and many things that should be said have not been said... This is how I feel. What do you think? Mr. Xiang, if you were an officer of our Ming Dynasty, I would not ask you this
.But your status is relatively aloof now, so... I hope you don’t feel too presumptuous."
Xiang Xiaoqiang felt a burst of joy in his heart. He felt that Miss Zhu had already determined this, and now he needed a "person with a transcendent status" to tell her personally that she was right.