Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

"Tell me how you feel! What do you think about me capturing you two times in a row? " Xiao Letian asked with a mischievous smile.

Molière's face slightly changed. He did not try to take advantage of Xiao Letian's words, but instead pointed to the thick soup in front of him and said, "Don't say that you don't have privileges, there should be fresh oysters in this thick soup right? "Dry abalone, scallop, and a small amount of shark fin..."

The French were truly worthy of being called the European food experts. He had actually said 90% of the ingredients in this thick soup all the way to the spices.

"With such abundant ingredients, most of them are expensive seafood. Even in Ba City, ordinary citizens would not be able to afford it. This is war!" "If you can cook such a luxurious soup, what else could it be if it's not a privilege?"

"Hehe, you and me are essentially the same kind of people, yet you always want to pretend to love your people as equal and have such a disgusting face! Xiao Letian, you might as well be more honest, exposing your ambitions under the sun! You are not some savior, but actually, you are an ambitious person! "

"Do you know what I can't accept about you? The thing that I am most unconvinced with is that Xiao Letian, you are a hypocrite, and even created yourself as a saint. You are actually just a despicable villain … " Molière roared hysterically, not caring about the gazes from the surroundings that looked like they were spitting fire.

At this moment, even Lei Meng and the others were stunned, they did not understand why Molière would still anger Xiao Letian at this moment! Was he really not afraid of death? Or it could be said that Molière was just as everyone had guessed, he was already a complete madman.

Xiao Letian patiently waited for Molière's emotions to calm down a little before sighing and saying, "Once the human heart has become narrower, his horizons will also narrow down along with it. When he analyzes the problems, he will only be able to hide himself in the trap of making his judgement beforehand!"

"This is assuming that I'm guilty, and then desperately looking for evidence to prove that hypothesis of yours! It's so funny from beginning to end, but you don't know it? "

Xiao Letian pointed to the leftover thick soup in the army pot and snorted, "Beef is the food of our troops, we can eat it for breakfast like the soldiers. Oyster was dug out by my bodyguard when they went to the seaside in the morning, if you send it to that tyrant's seafood market, a basket of it would sell for at least a silver coin, but what I picked myself, costs nothing at all!"

"I didn't spend any money on dried abalones, dried sea prawns, or the top tier of dried sea prawns, but this was all thanks to you guys. It was you, the invaders, who had destroyed countless of villages in the Amami Oshima, that allowed these civilians to exchange their precious sea products for money, becoming trash that no one wanted!"

"I was just using trash to make a pot of thick soup. This has nothing to do with the privilege that you mentioned. On the contrary, the one who caused all this wasn't you! It's not like we invited you to come to the Chinese land! You are just a bunch of invaders, a bunch of hungry wolves that barge into someone else's house! "

Xiao Letian looked at Molière with incomparable contempt, "I have never underestimated any enemy, especially a life and death enemy like you, who is even more important to me. I had wanted to hear some valuable things from your mouth, but I didn't expect that other than narrow hatred, you didn't have anything meaningful.

"The wealth of China's land is something you simply can't imagine. Just the wealth created by the Amami Oshima's annual seafood and sugar wine is enough to scare you to death! For such a rich piece of land, don't even mention eating a bowl of seafood soup, even if I accept the citizens' support every day, do you think they would complain? "

"Forget it, I've really overestimated you. Disappointment is really disappointing. I thought you were a hero too, but in the end, you're just a bug!"

"No!" Molière roared and pounced over, "Who do you think you are!? What right do you have to question me! "

Luo Huo, who had been holding back his anger for a long time, walked forward and kicked Molière, who had charged up to him, back to where he came from. Don't waste time talking to him, this kind of madman can just be shot to death! Push him to the center of the battlefield, and shoot him in front of the Russian! "

"Hahaha …" Molière laughed madly, "Do you dare to kill me? Do you really dare to kill me? You don't dare, you never will! You couldn't kill me last time, and now you can't kill me either! "

"I understand you, I understand you very well, you have to carefully balance everything, you have to find time to grow in the gaps between the strong countries of Europe, especially the English and French. You have to fight against the English and French, but you never dared to pick an all-out war, because you know you are not our match!"

"All that you have done is to make the gap between our two countries grow bigger so that the Chinese seedlings can grow stronger and taller!"

"You fight against them instead of choosing to fight. You start a small conflict but you don't dare to launch a big counterattack. You always ally with two families and sneak attack one family … Your Great Power Strategy is nothing more than a thief's act! Hahaha, you are just a thief who stole the luck of the country! "

"You took advantage of English and French's gaze to focus on the situation in Europe and started to secretly accumulate your strength. You simply do not dare to face us head-on! Do you dare to kill me? You simply do not dare, if you dare to kill me, that will be challenging the dignity of the entire France, and French Emperor will not let you off! "

"Don't think that you are an invincible god of war just because you defeated a small French punishment fleet. You don't mean anything to me, all you do is shake a few leaves, the power of France is beyond your imagination, why would a towering tree care about those leaves, hahaha …"

Molière was a madman, but he had to admit that whatever this madman said had hit the nail on the head. He had indeed pointed out Xiao Letian's diplomatic strategy for the past few years.

Survival through the cracks between the lines would always be a matter of carefully managing one's strength, always finding opponents that one could defeat and never challenging their strongest enemies.

This was a very calm strategy of a large country, or it could be said that a large country would never panic, would never be controlled by fanaticism, and would always move closer to its goal.

Molière had seen through Xiao Letian's strategy and hence he was fearless. "I am a confidante of His Majesty the French Emperor, I have a noble family as my backing, I have served as the special envoy for military operations overseas in the France twice, I have served as a colonial governor in Africa and as a military officer in the Egyptian Embassy …"

"To tell you the truth, my future career and development will be the Empire's Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and all my accumulated resources will eventually push me to the position of ambassador. As long as I have been the ambassador of three or four countries, then the future Ministry of Foreign Affairs will be under my control!"