late Qing Dynasty

Chapter 82
"NO! NO! NO! I don't want to listen to your poems! I just want to know how the Qing court will deal with this matter." John kept waving his hands.

"Oh, I, Tang, can't make the decision on this matter. You have to ask the emperor about this. Of course, the emperor should make the decision for such a big national matter." I shrugged and sat on the chair beside me.

This fox Yixin called me here on purpose to tell nonsense to these foreigners. I said why he was so generous today and invited me to drink tea.

"But, your emperor is only six years old, how can I talk to him?" John looked at me puzzled.

"Although the Long Live Lord is only six years old, but he promises a lot, Mr. John might as well go to the palace, maybe he will gain something."

"Do you think I'm a fool? Everyone knows that Prince Gong is the king who discusses politics, and he's the one who really talks. Why, does the Qing Dynasty want this matter to go away?" John asked sharply. I.

After he finished speaking, I immediately put on a terrified look and looked at Yixin, "My lord, this Mr. John is going to bring you death!"

"Mr. John, matters in the Qing Dynasty have always been decided by the emperor, and this king is only assisting the emperor. Please be able to distinguish clearly." Yixin explained neither humble nor overbearing.

I just said, Yixin, an old fox, entrusted me with the job of playing tricks and being cute, and he pretended to be aloof over there, which was very depressing.

"My lord, I'm here this time just to know how you guys will deal with this matter." John still held on to Yixin.

From the looks of it, it shouldn't be too easy to get away with it.

"As for the smashing of your country's consulate yesterday, our Qing Dynasty will definitely investigate thoroughly and give your country a satisfactory explanation." Yixin said politely.

John seemed very dissatisfied with Yixin's words, and kept shaking his head, "NO! This matter is very clear, there is nothing to investigate, and I hope Daqing will give us an explanation as soon as possible."

"Master John, what you said is wrong. Sometimes, if we want to see the truth clearly, we can't just rely on our eyes. Before there is no conclusive evidence, any decision is the suspect's injustice." I said The definitive answer.

John was stunned for a while, as if he didn't understand, and asked me again, "What do you mean by that?"

I was helpless, and explained to him carefully that it was all nonsense and delaying time anyway, "What I mean is, if you want to find out the truth, don't just look at it with your eyes. For example, you said that the person who smashed the consulate Who is the person?"

"Zhao Yunjin." John replied in a daze.

"That's right! You said it was Zhao Yunjin, so does Mr. John have evidence?" I asked him.

John shook his head, but after thinking about it, he said, "Everyone says it's Zhao Yunjin, how could it be wrong."

"Mr. John, everyone says it must be Zhao Yunjin if it is Zhao Yunjin?" I continued to confuse him.

With a blank face, John asked me, "Not necessarily?"

"Of course not necessarily. There are many possibilities. For example, someone who looks very similar to Zhao Yunjin, another example, someone disguised as Zhao Yunjin, or another example, those people are real criminals who paid for the navy to deliberately It is possible to pour dirty water on Zhao Yunjin's body."

I paused and said, "What's more, some people deliberately provoke the relationship between the Qing Dynasty and England, so as to take advantage of it. As for who it is, I don't need to say more."

My expression was very serious, as if it was really the same thing, this is the highest state of lying, even I think it is like this.

"Oh, my God, according to Mr. Tang, it seems that this matter is still inconclusive?" John patted his forehead in frustration.

I nodded, nodding vigorously, "Of course, we can't wrong any good person without definite evidence."

"Understood, since that's the case, when will Qing Dynasty catch the real murderer?" John had no choice but to let go.

After all, he has no evidence in his hand, even if he knows that I am talking nonsense, he has to compromise.

Moreover, he now seems to have somewhat believed my last statement. Through this matter, it is a good solution to smoothly pour dirty water on the RB people and let them go dog-eat-dog.

I suddenly admired myself a little bit, I am really a little expert who is quick to learn, haha...

"Mr. John, this matter not only involves England and the Qing Dynasty, but also other countries. It takes careful investigation before we can draw a conclusion. I hope that Mr. John can wait patiently." I turned John to the RB people more and more. Wear it on your body.

Make him think that's the way it is.

John nodded, expressing his agreement, "Master Tang, I admire your reasoning ability. The Qing Dynasty has such a minister. I think it won't take long to solve the case. I'll just wait and see."

"It's not that I have a strong reasoning ability, but I found some clues at the scene yesterday. This matter is definitely not as simple as it seems."

I am playing tricks.

"Oh? Master Tang discovered something?"

I managed to pique John's curiosity.

I waved my hand and said with a smile, "Mr. John, let's wait and see. Before there is no definite evidence, Tang is unwilling to criticize anyone."

"Okay then, I'll just wait for your evidence to be conclusive." John stood up and bid farewell to Yixin and me.

After John left, Yixin slapped me on the shoulder, "Good boy, you've got something to do!"

"Hey, Liu Ye, can you hold your hand a little lighter, my small body can't stand your slap." I complained with a bitter face.

"Tang Zhongzheng, Tang Zhongzheng, you really have a three-inch tongue, haha!" Yixin said, laughing happily.

"Sixth Master, pull me down, if you hadn't insisted on pulling me over, I wouldn't have spent so much effort!" I couldn't help complaining.

Yixin chuckled a few times, and said proudly, "Isn't it okay if I treat you to dinner! I have fine wine that has been preserved for a hundred years! Today is yours!"

As Yixin said, he had already called the housekeeper over, and ordered, "Order, let the kitchen do some good work at noon today, and this king wants to invite Mr. Tang to have dinner at the mansion!"

I looked at the sun outside, and I looked at the pocket watch in my pocket, "It's already time for lunch, so I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

I wanted to give Zai Yixin a good meal, but who knows, just sat down, before the food was served, Mei Shuang hurried over, sweating profusely, as if something serious had happened.

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(End of this chapter)