After saying this, Xuan Jing nodded. Then he asked: "So, what about the third question?" I saw the girl opened her red lips slightly, smiled slightly, and said: "This question must be answered by Mr. Yamagata." I suppressed my laughter and planned to listen. What conditions can Mr. Yamagata offer?
Can we make the Song Dynasty or Xuanjing agree to accept 20 million people? The old man took a deep breath, and then said slowly: "As for the third question, we heard that your country still lacks certain materials and craftsmanship, and I, Fuso, can just make up for this. At the same time, we have accumulated a lot of reserves over the years. I have collected a lot of gold, which can be used as a dowry for my Fusang people." Xuan Jing thought for a moment and said, "Five million, we can only accept five million." The old man smiled and said, "It's embarrassing to say that. , we stole a lot of culture from your country, such as the music we just played, flower arrangement and tea art, which are basically the intangible cultural heritage of the Song Dynasty. But over the years, your country seems to have lost this culture. "Speaking of which, the old man paused for a moment to observe Xuan Jing's reaction.
Then he added: "We also hope to return your country's culture to your country. Let your country regain its cultural heritage. And these are all based on population." Xuan Jing nodded and replied: " Okay, ten million. You should be satisfied this time. As for choosing those people, you can make your own arrangements." When I was secretly thinking about what else the other party was planning to do, the voice called Yamagata came from the headphones, He whispered to the girl who spoke before: "Ozawa, the remaining half of the people is up to you." The girl stood up and said confidently: "Your Highness, I, Fusang, still have 10 million people." If they can't be resettled, can you bear to watch them struggling on the edge of death?" Xuan Jing seemed to want to answer something, but held back.
At this time, the diplomat hurriedly said: "We, the Song Dynasty, have suffered from natural disasters for many years and have too much time to take care of ourselves. Being able to accommodate 10 million people is already our limit. Maybe in order to accommodate these ten million people, our country, the Song Dynasty, will need to spend five to ten years of energy. . It’s not that we don’t want to save anything, but that we are too willing to do anything. Or, give us more time so that we can make proper arrangements.” The other party suddenly smiled sweetly. Although he was old, his smile was not too sweet. , not very charming either.
But very tempting. At this time, I couldn't help cursing myself deep in my heart, how damn slutty I am, and how seductive I am to people who are at least ten years older.
And on this occasion. I just heard the Fusang girl say in a very standard Song pronunciation: "What if we provide the Monument of King Yu again?" I couldn't help but be stunned when I heard this, but I couldn't seem to find any clues.
So I secretly observed other people's expressions. The other party seemed confident and looked at us expectantly.
The diplomats and translators were also slightly confused. Xuan Jing, on the other hand, was very surprised. Although the expressions of the three of them were fleeting, they could not escape my already mutated eyes.
So I quickly judged that this
The "Monument of King Yu" must be a precious treasure, but the other party dared to charge a price of 10 million people. And judging from Xuan Jing's expression, it seems that it is much more than this price.
Time seemed to stand still for half a minute. There is a poem that says: Flowers fall on the still water and the wind does not move; Clouds condense on the empty mountain and the flow is still there.
At this time, Xuan Jing slammed the table and shouted: "Deal!"
