Chapter 2623 Who is your close friend?

Style: Historical Author: ZiweiWords: 2609Update Time: 24/01/12 04:35:49
"Yan Qi doesn't want to change? How can it be unreasonable? How can it be unreasonable?"

Anjo tore the letter into pieces.

Yan Qi said very strongly in the letter.

You release the 200,000 troops first, and then I will return the Westerners to you.

Antioch's cheeks were bulging like a big frog.

How can there be such a good thing in the world?

Anjo had a good plan.

As long as Yan Qi released the Westerners, he would immediately massacre Zhang Yongwu.

These 200,000 Chinese soldiers serve as his military medals.

However, Yan Qi unexpectedly refused to cooperate.

Can Anjo not be angry?

However, these Westerners must be snatched back.

This involves national-level strategies.

Persia was a regional power.

There is a reason why Persia has been the king and hegemon in the Middle East.

Because Persia received strong support from Europe.

Persia was Europe's agent in the Middle East.

Europe's intervention in Middle East affairs relies on Persia.

In particular, the Persian king Seleucus always obeyed Europe's advice.

If you fart in Europe, Seleucus will say it smells good.

Seleucid ordered Anjo to capture the Western heretics at all costs.

Otherwise, he has a huge responsibility.

There was nothing Anjo could do.

It is impossible to go against the king.

An Tiao finally caught the Western heretic in Yuetinborg.

In my heart, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, he was intercepted by Yan Qi.

What do you think these Westerners have to do with you?

If you want to rob the city, then rob it. Why rob the Westerners?

It doesn't matter if I robbed it, but I didn't return it.

In exchange for 200,000 Chinese soldiers, they didn't even return it.

I really admire you!

An Tiao could not do anything to Yan Qi, so he directed all his anger on Zhang Yongwu and ordered a violent attack on the city.

He could chop off Zhang Yongwu's dog head and let out a bad breath.

An Tiao also wanted to test Yan Qi.

Let's see how much Yan Qi can endure.

Don’t you want to associate with Western heretics?

good!

I'll hit you until it hurts.

It depends on whether you can make friends or not.

I don't believe in evil.

This attack lasted three days.

Zhang Yong lost his troops and generals.

Yan Qi actually had no intention of sending troops. In fact, three letters came in three days in a row, all praising An Tiao, saying that I admire you very much, I am your fan, and I want to be friends with you.

Anjo was furious.

Can you say something useful?

Who wants to be friends with you?

An Tiao had a bad temper and replied to Yan Qi in a very harsh tone.

For bad reasons.

A group of cronies also read the letter.

They also don’t understand why Yan Qi became friends with An Tiaotao.

And, very frequently.

In the next few days, Yan Qi wrote one letter to the left and the other to the right.

Endless.

An Jiao didn't want to read Yan Qi's letter and really wanted to reject it directly.

However, he was afraid that Yan Qi's letter had important content.

What if it was exchanged for Western heretics?

He must receive letters.

Moreover, Yan Qi's letters became more and more polite.

Ask for help.

Like an old friend.

More like a close friend of mountains and rivers.

Anjo was really confused.

What the hell is this?

Is Yan Qi sick?

Do I know you?

The key is that Yan Qi also discussed poetry with him.

This guy actually knows the Persian language.

He also writes Persian poetry.

Oddly enough, the writing was pretty good.

Although Anjo was a military commander, he was particularly fond of poetry.

He saw Yan Qi provoking him and showing off his knowledge.

An Tiao became competitive and responded to Yan Qi's poems.

After a lot of back and forth, the two of them did not fight on the battlefield, but began to play with poetry.

Everyone was confused.

What's going on between An Jiao and Yan Qi?

Are you fighting a war, or are you making friends through poetry?

During this period, Zhang Yongwu suffered a lot.

This old guy was thinking very hard, fearing that if something went wrong, An Tiao would grab his sore leg and behead him.

He personally defended the city every day and guarded it to the death.



In the past few days, Yan Qi chatted with Victoria and got a lot of useful things.

We have a rough idea of ​​how far Europe has developed.

Today's Europe is almost the same as Dahua in terms of technology.

However, a group of scientists have already raised their eyebrows.

That is, these Western heretics.

The upper echelons of European countries are still very rigid.

At this time, it is a good opportunity for Dahua to poach others.

Yan Qi wants to teach Victoria code writing.

Otherwise, there will be no way to pass on intelligence information in the future.

By the way, teach him some simple Chinese characters and their meanings.

Victoria is very smart and has great interest in Dahua's square characters.

After Yan Qi taught him for a few days, he was able to recognize hundreds of Chinese characters.

Victoria asked Yan Qi: "When will Master Yan plan to send me back to England?"

Yan Qidao: "When do you want to go back?"

Victoria thought for a while and said: "I want to go to Dahua first to see how prosperous Dahua is. I also want to see the Dahua Academy of Sciences and communicate with the scientists in Dahua, so that I can learn more."

knowledge. It just so happens that I can also learn Chinese characters from Master Yan. "

Mary whispered on the side: "It's fake to gain knowledge. Taking advantage of the opportunity of learning Chinese characters to get tired of being with Mr. Yan is real, right?"

Victoria pushed Mary: "Don't tell the truth."

Mary smiled: "What are you afraid of? Master Yan can't hear you."

Yan Qi said: "I can hear it, my ears are very useful."

"Huh?" Victoria blushed.

Mary's expression was stern.

Yan Qidao: "That's exactly what I meant. Before you return to England, you really want to go to Dahua."

"real?"

Victoria said: "Aren't you anxious for me to return to Europe first?"

Yan Qidao: "Some things cannot be rushed. I have carefully planned it. It is best to give you a new identity to increase your energy."

Victoria said: "Sir, do you have any good ideas?"

Yan Qidao: "If you return to England like this, you will only be able to live with your tail between your legs from now on, and you will never be able to enter the center of power in England again."

"I want to change your social status."

"My plan is that instead of escaping with the Western heretics, you will sell the Western heretics to Dahua and serve as slaves to be driven by Dahua."

"Then you started a business, trafficking many novel materials from Dahua to England for sale."

"You should learn Chinese again. I believe that soon, you might become the British Ambassador to China. In this way, your status will be legal and your status will improve naturally. What's the idea?"

Victoria jumped up happily: "Mr. Yan, you are really clever. This is a great idea, very good, very good."

Hutou hurried in: "Sir, the Director of National Intelligence is back."

Yan Qi nodded.



In the secret room.

Yan Qi asked Zhao Yulin: "How is the power struggle in Persia going?"

Zhao Yulin said: "As expected, your Excellency, according to the information I have found out, the relationship between King Seleucus of Persia and Andiao the Great is not monolithic."

Yan Qi asked: "What's the crux?"

Zhao Yulin said: "The prince of Persia is the eldest prince, but An Tiao is the uncle of the third prince. The third prince is only ten years old, but he is very smart."

"As far as I know, Anjo has the idea of ​​making the third prince the crown prince."

"Because of this matter, there were several quarrels between Seleucus and Andiao. However, Seleucus needed Andiao to fight, and Andiao needed to take advantage of the opportunity of fighting to accumulate military merit and climb up. Therefore, Seleucus and Andiao Anjou and I seem to be harmonious."

"It's another battle over the throne."

Yan Qi squinted her eyes and smiled evilly: "It seems that my Persian poems are not in vain. Keep writing poems..."