bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 293 The Emperor's Ocean Current

The withdrawal of the mission will mainly release two signals.

First, the mission judged that Simeng had fallen into war. Although it was a business mission and not serious diplomacy, it still had a certain influence.

The second is a guess that Han Dongwen is not sure about.

Will the withdrawal of business groups, expatriates, etc. be for the next military operation?

If Xuegang has some plot against Simeng, so he first encourages other countries' business envoys to withdraw, so as not to be tied up when the war starts, is there such a possibility?

Han Dongwen thought for a moment, then shook his head to himself.

The possibility is very low, the national strength of Blood Harbor is not at its peak, and the diplomatic strategy focuses on a mad dog hedgehog, which belongs to the faction that whoever eats it must save some blood.

If not, it is impossible for this former pirate gathering place to exist so safely. It is true that the surrounding countries feel that the cost of eliminating it is higher than the benefit. Besides, a commercial route has a starting point and an ending point. Why do I have to pay for the starting point of the route? Sending troops to let you enjoy the benefits at the end?
The consequence of failing to reach an agreement no matter how much they talked about it was the formation of Blood Harbor.

In such a country, the possibility of suddenly taking the initiative to attack is not high. In order to protect themselves, it is more likely that they should be determined not to go to war with other countries. While doing this, they justify their own business and income transformation. .

"If there is any action, it must be supported by some kind of external force, maybe it is the eldest prince, maybe..."

Han Dongwen didn't forget that the Catholic Church, which was equally weak but equally rampant, attacked the Grand Duke and Simeng.

Perhaps, the fall also affected Blood Harbor in some way.

"In any case, we should be able to find out tonight."

Thinking of this, he stood up, stretched, and walked out of the study.

Whether the mission will leave or not, preparations must be made for both situations.

The preparation for the mission to leave Simeng requires the participation of players.

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Later that day, Siyang, Flower Street.

Feasting, bustling.

The usual flower street is already very lively, and today it is even more crowded and very popular.

His Highness had a big banquet, and the frontier was victorious. In such an atmosphere, even the children running around on the street seemed to have redder faces and laugh louder than before.

A group of people and horses looked particularly eye-catching on this flower street, and the pedestrians who passed by all turned their heads and stopped to look.

It turned out to be an officer and soldier wearing a silver dragon helmet that is rarely seen on weekdays.

They were not blue uniforms, nor black and red armor, but officers and soldiers of the National Finance Department in brown armor and silver helmets.

If it wasn't for doing business and running big business, you wouldn't see them several times throughout the year.

And at this moment, they are actually escorting a group of sedan horses, which is really rare.

Could it be that what is hidden in the sedan chair is not a person, but gold and silver ingots?

The people retreating on both sides guessed, looked curiously, and watched the group of people march towards the palace.

However, there were no gold or silver ingots in the sedan chair, but real people.

But as foreign missions, they may be more valuable than gold equivalent.

In one of the sedan chairs sat a young man with black hair and black eyes.

His hair is slightly long, but it is not tied in the crown, but simply tied up and hanging down from the left shoulder.

He clearly has the appearance of a Simeng man, but the clothes he is wearing are a set of clothes without any Simeng point. The bow tie like a lotus leaf falls from the center of the collarbone, and a leather waistband is tied around his waist. The outside is dark. His long robe has no sleeves, exposing his delicate white inner shirt like a mandarin jacket.

Stepping on the wooden boards in the sedan chair were a pair of below-the-knee leather boots sewn with gold thread, the boots were opened exaggeratedly, looking flamboyant and domineering.

He leaned on the sedan chair boredly, turned his head slightly, and raised his hands—on his five pale fingers, he wore three jeweled rings, which looked very rich.

But the strange thing is that even such a graceful attire did not make this man look noble and peaceful. On the contrary, that kind of faintly fierce temperament paired with these jewelry that should be enjoyed quietly makes him look more like It's like a dragon entrenched on its own treasure.

This hand raised the side curtain, the man looked out and smiled disdainfully:
"Very happy, Simeng people."

The person sitting opposite him seemed to be his servant. It was a girl who looked like a West Asian, but there was a scar across the bridge of the nose on her originally handsome face. Her light-colored blond hair was somewhat withered, and she did not look like a servant from a rich family. People are so decent.

But the material of her clothes is also very good, which is really contradictory.

"Lieutenant General Taiyi, you are from Simeng, do you know what they are celebrating?" the girl asked.

The man called Tai Yi is the representative of the official business group of Blood Harbor, the representative of Mianjiang Merchant Group, and the official worships the vice general of Blood Harbor, Zhan Taiyi.

Mianjiang Merchant Group is the name of Simeng, just like Bailan Mountain is called Morn Mountain in West Asia, the original meaning of the word Mianjiang, which is the real way of calling the merchant group in Xuegang, is slightly longer than this.

Representing the organization that legalized the gradual transformation of smuggling in Bloodport, "Emperor's Ocean Current".

A fierce light flashed in Zhantai's eyes, but the corners of his mouth were still raised, showing a half-smile expression:
"There is nothing better than winning a distant war. The people living in Siyang don't need to worry about their own safety, but they can also enjoy the joy of victory. Of course they are so happy."

"Could the Church of West Asia just let it go?"

The blond girl asked immediately.

Zhan Taiyi put down the hand supporting the side curtain, and groped for the handle of a short knife at his waist. The handle and scabbard of the short knife were also full of pearls and jade, but it looked like Taka style.

It was probably a trophy, like everything else he had.

"It's impossible to give up. Simeng claimed to have rescued the Grand Duke, but he has not let the Grand Duke come forward. Instead, he used the name of the Grand Duke of West Asia to attack the five cities. I think that Tilda is probably gone, but the body has left Si Meng. Grasp it, and then use it to bite Xiya back."

Zhan Taiyi smiled confidently, and put his right leg on the knee of his left leg:
"And, Gu Ya, taking a step back, even if the Catholic Church really gives up, it will only be good for us, not bad."

The blond woman named Gu Ya laughed, and the smiling face matched the knife marks on her face, but it looked a bit ferocious:

"Tilda... that woman's death is indeed a piece of good news."

Zhan Tai took a look at his entourage in front of him. He knew that Gu Ya had suffered a lot in West Asia since he was a child, but he was not interested in delving into the mortal hatred between her and the Grand Duke of West Asia.

Enmity is enough.

"However, Lieutenant General, Simeng, the Plague Lord, invited us to a banquet, why?" Gu Ya asked again.

The slight jolt of the sedan chair stopped at this moment, Zhan Taiyi grinned, showing his sharp canine teeth:
"We'll find out soon, won't we? Although there are no good people in Simeng's palace, I've always been interested in good wine and good food. Today is a state banquet, so you're lucky."

(End of this chapter)