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3261 Big Blackmail

The sound of the guqin from China sounded in the Palace of Versailles, and Fang Guan, who had handled the mission from the Netherlands, also came to the head of state. Practicing the piano and playing the music made Xiao Letian's spirit greatly relax.

Beismai was dragged by Xiao Letian to play several Chinese Go games. The Iron-blooded Prime Minister was indeed very intelligent. He learned the rules of Go in a few days. Gradually, he also fell in love with this oriental game game.

Light a stove of incense, listen to a piano music, and the black and white tricks are silently strangled... Beismai and Xiao Letian's big dragon intertwined each other, and the chess game was unpredictable in their hands!

With a click, Xiao Letian fell down and smiled faintly. "The iron net has been surrounded, and the prey may never be able to escape!"

Beismai spread his hands, "This game can be said to have exhausted all our efforts. I really didn't expect it to be done. I never expected it..."

The sound of the piano came to an abrupt end, and Fangguan stood up with a smile, "This game is really a big story that has been recorded in history... Later generations still don't know how to express this story when they see this history!"

Xiao Letian looked up at the window and said, "Here you come!"

"Come? So fast..." Beis turned his head and looked over.

"He dared not not come. If he was a few days later, his wife would probably lose all..." Fangguan began to prepare kung fu tea, and a team of French cavalry outside the window protected Tier's entrance to the Palace of Versailles.

Xiao Letian looked up at the gorgeous palace. "After closing the net, we may not be able to live here. The object will return to the original owner!"

But Besme shook his head, "There is nothing to be left for this kind of palace. Although it is gorgeous, it is a prison of desire! It takes a lot of money to maintain such a life!"

"Is this the reason why you reject the marquis and want the Count?" Xiao Letian asked a question that many people in Europe were also a question that was surprised by.

After William I ascended the throne, he would reward all the ministers. Among them, the people of Bisme said that they would give a marquis, but Bisme wanted to live or die, just one count.

Everyone was puzzled, but Bisme did not explain. Today, Xiao Letian asked him and gave an answer, "My dear friend, the Marquis needs to support the scene, and he spends too much money..."

"The Count is much more relaxed in comparison, and there will be no too much cumbersome and meaningless social interaction... After this war, I should enjoy it..."

There is a lot of things between him and Xiao Letian, without saying it. This is why Beismai is afraid that his achievements will shock the master. Although it is not popular in Europe to kill heroes, powerful officials are also very taboo!

"Hey... it seems that you are determined not to follow the route of the Iron Blood Empire in the future. You are a smart person!"

"Haha, my good friend, as long as we can get this compensation this time, my Germany can maintain a stable national destiny for at least a hundred years. What's more than that? Why do you have to start a war again?"

"If you don't fight, Germany really can't fight anymore. We must stabilize the national destiny for hundreds of years!"

While talking, the secretary of the Bsmes knocked on the door and walked in, "His Excellency Thiers, President of France, asked for a visit!"

"Here, we're finally here... Let's go and greet them. After all, they are people who are about to bleed heavily, so we should give them more face!"

The main entrance of Versailles was wide open, and Besmai and Xiao Lotte personally welcomed Thier's convoy. Before the carriage was parked in front of the main entrance, the two prime ministers were already waiting on the left and right.

When Tiyeer got off the carriage, he felt his old face blushing a little. He forced himself to walk down, took off his hat and nodded politely to the people around him.

"Dear Prime Minister, the Head of State... we met again!"

"Welcome, Your Excellency the President...what would you like to have a drink at noon today? How about Erguotou?"

"Oh... no no no... that's too scary, my throat is burning... But the hot pot last time was still very good!"

"No problem, I'll treat you to Sichuan hot pot today..."

The meaningless opening remark eased Tier's embarrassment. The three of them came to the study and accepted the tea from Fangguan. The top-notch Dahongpao in Wuyi Mountain was filled with fragrance that was not something Europeans had ever seen.

But today's Tiye'er doesn't have the appetite for tea tasting, and everything he eats is bitter!

"I'm here this time... I want to admit that I have lost... I did lose the bet between my head and I!"

"Here, I beg you two... please return the 300,000 French prisoners... to us! We are willing to pay the ransom!"

After saying that, Tier stood up and bowed deeply to Bismai and Xiao Letian, "Please forgive my previous arrogance!"

Xiao Letian and the other two looked at each other, "Well... so, has the President accepted our terms?"

"Sir..." Tier suddenly looked up, tears in his eyes. "Gentlemen, can you lose a little... France has squeezed out the last coin, and this country really has no money!"

"Can it be reduced by 40%... no, no, no... 30% is OK..."

"Hahaha..." Hearing such ridiculous words, Besmai stood up. "His Excellency President, do you think diplomatic negotiations are a vegetable market? Our time is precious and we have no time to waste!"

"The price code I negotiated before cannot be missing a coin!"

Bisme stared at Thier fiercely, "Cece the two provinces of Alsace and Lorraine to me for the German Empire! Cede all French colonies in Annan, Asia to the Chinese!"

"You have no choice not to give. Alsace and Lorraine are already in our hands. The French army left behind in Annan is simply vulnerable. If you don't give it, please ask the head of state to lead the troops to get it yourself!"

"Prime Minister!" Thiers screamed as miserable as the rooster who was about to behead his head. "Are you going to be untied of the hatred with France that you will never be able to resolve? If the two provinces are ceded, I am the sinner of the whole France!"

"Hmph! None of these makes sense. Please don't forget that Alsace and Lorraine, the number of German-speaking people is far greater than that of French!"

"Their main nation is Germans, not you French! We have ruled that land long ago, and now we are taking back our own inherent territory!"

"This is a fact that cannot be changed! Do you disagree? Then send troops to get it..."

Every word of the words of Bisme hit the ground like a steel bean, and sparks were rising!

Tier almost spit out an old blood, and this humiliation was speechless!

Xiao Letian finally gave a killing blow. "President, I still have 100,000 troops to mobilize in the South China Sea, and the troops you left in Annan are only more than 10,000..."

"If you don't agree, I'll get it myself!"

"Hahaha... By then, I will have another 10,000 prisoners in my hands! The ransom will still increase when I look back!"

With a bang, Thierre collapsed on the sofa as if there was an invisible bullet in his heart!
Chapter completed!
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