Isn’t the person who can serve as the royal translator for the king a stable person chosen from thousands of people? To make such a person lose his composure, he must have discovered something extraordinary.
The other translators took the page and could barely decipher the scrawled words. Their faces turned purple under the explanation on the left.
This is angry, very angry!
"Shameless! You will lose your virtue! You and Samuel's whole family will be wiped out!" A translator punched the straw mat, directly punching through the straw mat and splashing out a pile of sand.
The left person scratched his head anxiously, "Translate! Please translate quickly! I can't understand this, please translate quickly..."
When the translation result was translated into Chinese characters, Zuo Zuo was also dumbfounded. Only then did he realize what he had dug up!
"Your grandma's... I released the water to clear out the silt. I thought it would be over if there was a black fish at the bottom of the pond... I didn't expect that there was such a poisonous dragon hiding!"
"This is a desperate plan! This is a desperate plan! This bastard can't live anymore, he must be killed!"
That page weighs a thousand pounds, and the British conspiracy is clearly revealed!
"First, if you want to destroy a country, you must first destroy its history, and to destroy its history, you must first abolish their historical heroes! From now on, there must be a long-term plan..."
"Using two hundred years to continue to blackmail the emperors, generals, ministers and various heroes in Chinese history, we used the form of academic research to first generate doubts and create oppositional emotions among the Chinese people..."
"Doubt is the foundation of all strategies!"
"Second, continue cultural investment, support the scholar-espionage system close to the West, and continue to deny their own country's history for two hundred years..."
"Third, increase support for the Qing government and never allow this Manchu regime to fall!"
"Fourth, increase support for other East Asian countries, such as Fusang, North Korea, Annan, Tibet... and other subsidiary civilizations under the influence of Chinese culture!"
"Abolish and win over the allies of Chinese civilization one by one..."
"Fifth, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely! The Chinese cannot be allowed to control the power of industry. From this moment on, all technological imports to China will be stopped immediately..."
"Sixth, continue to create small-scale military conflicts around the Chinese, use small-scale wars to interfere with the economic construction of the Chinese, and stimulate Chinese populism when necessary!"
"Seventh, if the above plans are unable to achieve results, then you can consider large-scale war as the last option!"
One by one, Samuel's vicious tactics against China were completely exposed, and several people present were completely furious!
"Not only is he a cultural relic thief, but he is also a British spy... Not only is he a spy, he is also a national thief who wants to destroy the roots of our culture!"
"What a vicious strategy, look at the end...see for yourselves..."
In the end, Samuel's poisonous plan even included assassinating Chinese scientific researchers, arresting and shooting diplomats, and even creating rape and murder cases to stimulate the nerves of the Chinese people.
The purpose of all this is to use the anger of the people to force the Chinese leader to make a wrong decision when Xiao Letian is not prepared, that is war!
Before the Chinese had the strength to win, they were forced to declare war due to public opinion. Such a war would only bring disaster to the newly rising Chinese!
The left person suppressed his anger, carefully folded the pages of translation papers, and said fiercely, "Brothers all understand the rules, and you are all registered with the CIA... remember, keep it secret!"
After saying that, he opened the straw mat on his left and rushed into the northwest wind, bracing himself against the yellow sand to find King Shang Tai and the higher-level heads of the CIA.
That night, no one knew that King Shang Tai broke several tea bowls. Anyway, the King didn't eat a single bite of the carefully prepared mutton fried rice.
The cook looked at the fried rice that had cooled down and the mutton fat was white and frozen. He felt really bad. Then he looked at the strong liquor being poured into it like running water to burn the knife. The doctor next to him was also sweating.
"What's going on? How can the prince not eat but drink?"
"Stop asking, don't ask anything, I guess something big is going to happen..."
King Shangtai was the most noble person in Dunhuang at the moment. There were many overt and covert service personnel working around him. It was a busy night, and it seemed very peaceful on the surface, but no one fell asleep.
The brazier in the tent was burning brightly, and the tin wine pot was placed on the edge of the brazier. Then the temperature of the flames roasted the strong wine, and the aroma of the wine filled the tent.
King Shang Tai, Zuo Zuo and some high-ranking officials all blushed. Among them, Zuo Zuo said fiercely, "Make a decision! This thing can't be kept, this hungry wolf must be eliminated!"
But King Shangtai was very hesitant: "Wait a moment, I have already sent someone to send a telegram about this matter. We have to wait for the order from the head of state!"
"The head of state has already issued an order, saying that we can kill him. Did you also see it?"
King Shang Tai drank a glass of wine and shook his head and said, "I know, of course I saw it... But Samuel's identity is too sensitive. He is a British knight. He died here for no apparent reason. How can you tell clearly?"
"You can't cause trouble for the head of state. You have to consider the overall situation! And I know that the head of state's previous telegram was actually about feeling sorry for the treasure in the scripture cave. He was afraid that the treasure would be lost overseas..."
"I don't understand why the head of state knows the secret of this scripture cave. I have never heard that the master has been to the northwest!"
Looking at it from the left, it's already this time. King Shangtai is actually still standing crookedly. "Okay, my good prince! Why are you talking about this? How did the head of state know the secret? That is not something we can find out. Now we have to figure out how to deal with this matter. …”
"You are currently the highest-level Chinese power in the northwest region. You have to make a decision!"
After all, King Shang Tai has a soft character, and there is nothing that can be done about it. After all, he had been suppressed by the Japanese for more than ten years before Xiao Letian appeared.
Historically, the last king of the ancient Ryukyu Kingdom would naturally not go anywhere strong!
This means that with the support of the Chinese, he has become more proud in recent years, but if his opponent becomes the British, which even the Chinese dare not provoke, his old habits will happen again!
After discussing for half the night, King Shangtai only agreed to report to the head of state again. Xiao Letian still had to make the decision whether to kill Samuel Baker or not.
When the sky got dark in the morning, the meeting was over. Zuo Zuo walked out of the tent, blowing the cold wind of minus 30 degrees, and his mind suddenly became clear.
He decided not to ask King Shangtai for instructions. He wanted to discuss with others to do it alone!
Looking at the British camp fiercely, he spat on the sand on the left, "Bah... I let you steal our murals... I will kill you!"
