Sakamoto Ryoma's brows suddenly knitted into a frown. He never expected that the news of his coming to Hong Kong would be exposed so quickly, and that the hunting dog that bit him would be so powerful, that he could represent the Qing Dynasty and the British at the same time?
The Hakka woman seemed to have guessed Mr. Longma's question. She gently covered her mouth with the back of her hand and said with a smile, "Don't think wrongly. I don't sell one slave to two families! I am just a pawn under the imperial court. As for the British, they are just a pawn." It's just a temporary sharing of information... Who let a big fish like you sneak into the British territory?"
Sakamoto Ryoma sneered and said, "It makes sense. On the surface, the British want to maintain friendly relations with Ryukyu, but secretly they also want to get information about Ryukyu, so they let the Qing government play bad guy. Are they just covering up from the outside?"
"What a shrewd calculation. No wonder the people who came to see me were the Hunters of the Qing Dynasty, and the people blocking the street were actually British soldiers... Let me guess, you seem to not only represent the British and the Manchus, right?"
The Hakka woman shrugged, "I'm obsessed... Master Longma is really obsessed with the phase. According to Buddhism, all appearances are false! How can there be so many factions in this world that can be clearly distinguished? In fact, it's just two sides, black and white... …”
"Now everyone's attention in East Asia is focused on the war between Ryukyu and Russia that is about to break out. Each country chooses a stool to sit on according to its own interests... And how many stools are there? It's just two!"
"Those who chose Russia's victory sat on one chair, and those who chose Ryukyu's victory sat on another chair... Obviously there are many people betting on Russia's victory! So these people are all crowded into one chair. That’s it!”
Hahaha... Sakamoto Ryoma laughed, "Okay, okay, I didn't expect that I asked a little girl to teach me a lesson today. It is indeed my fault. The heroes in this world only care about interests and enemies. As long as they make immediate judgments, If you decide the outcome of the bet and participate in it, then even if Russia, Britain and France have killed everyone, they will naturally be comrades in the trenches!"
The Hakka woman smiled and clapped her hands, "That's right! Now everyone is waiting for the dice cup to be opened. As long as you win, you will get a huge sum of money, so why do you care so much about the little hatred in the past?"
Ryoma-kun clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, after the gambling game between Ryukyu and Russia is over, everyone will go back to their homes, find their mothers, and continue fighting until the sky is dark and the sun and the moon are dim. That will be a story for another page." ...Okay, little girl, you can tell me your name. Based on what you said, I recognize your right to talk to me as an equal!"
The little Hakka girl bowed her hands and saluted, "Kuju... A small hunting country unknown in the Qing Dynasty, with a low life and a low reputation that can't be mentioned!"
Putting aside the opening remarks of mutual testing, the negotiations between the two parties quickly got down to business. Sakamoto Ryoma sighed, "You have created such a big publicity for me, I'm afraid you won't be able to get your money back... You should know that I have now I was expelled from Ryukyu by Xiao Letian, and I can't even return to my home country. What information can I give you?"
"Now in Xiao Letian's eyes, I am a traitor. The CIA has countless informants staring at me. The subordinates I led before are no longer able to contact me. I don't know the latest thing at all... As for the information that happened in the past, I think you can actually find it here, I’m afraid you already know what I know!”
"No matter what price you offer, I'm afraid I can only look at it but not eat it..."
Kuju smiled and shook her head, "Why don't you listen to the price we proposed first? Lord Ryoma Sakamoto, as one of the pioneers of Japan's Restoration, has a high reputation in Japan. After a series of cooperation with Ryukyu, you have laid the foundation for your Japan's Restoration." The status of one person..."
"In fact, with your strength, you can completely stand on your own! If you choose to cooperate with us, the Qing Dynasty, Britain, France and Russia can join forces to support you. We will put pressure on the emperor to promote you to a high noble, and even allow you to inherit An ancient Japanese surname, the most noble one!"
"Subsequently, we will also help you form an army and recognize the legal status of the area you occupy on the Japanese archipelago. Of course, we will also support you with military expenses..."
"We can even consider canonizing the current Ryukyu to you... What about the position of King Shangtai? Believe in our strength, we can do it!"
There was a buzz, and there was an uproar in the living room. Sakamoto Ryoma could no longer calm down. He stood up and roared, "Baga! That's pure nonsense... I won't tell you whether you have such ability. Let me ask you first." , Why are you helping me like this? A huge reward must be a huge reward. Please forgive me for not giving you such valuable information..."
"Goodbye, help me see off the guests...be polite!" After saying that, Ryoma-kun turned and left. He sighed to himself that this was a waste of time. If he had known better, he wouldn't have gone downstairs, and he could have just kicked her away.
How can there be such a negotiation in the world? It has to be similar. Once this condition comes out, it is a pure scam.
Politicians who can reach the level of Sakamoto Ryoma are all elite people who are well versed in the exchange of interests. They know how much they pay in return, and they are not like ordinary people who think about pie in the sky every day. You can change the emperor Dangdang.
Not having sweet dreams or unrealistic fantasies are the basic qualities that a good politician must have. Whatever a woman like Kuju said, even a trafficker and a lackey could not be deceived, let alone Sakamoto Ryoma.
The housekeeper shook his head and went to attack Kuju, "Let's go, let's go, you are such a lunatic at such a young age... Let's go quickly!" At this moment, when everyone in the room was relaxing their vigilance, suddenly Kuju's figure suddenly changed. Flash, cold light radiated from his left wrist. Before the guards could react, the butler suddenly covered his throat and made a popping sound of bubbles bursting in his mouth.
"Nani? You madman..." The Japanese swordsman drew his sword and was about to rush forward to chop him. In front of him, the housekeeper fell to the ground, his throat was cut open, and blood poured out like a fountain.
Just as the sword was slashing in the air, Ku Ju did not avoid her at all. She just looked at Sakamoto Ryoma's back and shouted, "Yutou, the fourth-ranked spy leader in the CIA branch in Hong Kong. This is the elite that Xiao Letian specially activated for you." Spies are here to monitor you, haven’t you woke up yet?”
The blade stopped close to Kuju's forehead, and a few broken hairs fell into the air. Sakamoto Ryoma's figure standing on the stairs was obviously a little trembling. It took him a long time before he spoke.
"I didn't expect that those cowards from the Manchu Qing Dynasty would actually be able to find out so much information... It seems that you are not completely unfamiliar with the CIA, right?"
