Chapter 587: Conquer Mike, Chaozhou Gunsmoke

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Not long after, the food came, and Mike devoured it, while Qin Yun sat on the chair, tapping his fingers on the table, thinking about how to deal with the person in front of him.

Although he had knowledge of the West in his previous life, it was obvious that the two worlds were very different, and Qin Yun could not rely entirely on his knowledge of the West in his previous life to deal with subsequent matters.

He needed someone, someone who knew the West, and now he clearly didn't have time to go there.

Qin Yun suddenly stopped tapping, with a smile on his face, but Mike was choked by food and coughed several times before he recovered.

"Mr. Mike, I wonder what your plans are in the future?"

Mike paused as soon as he said this: "If the prince is willing to let me write a letter to my family, I think they will come to save me with a ransom."

Qin Yun smiled and said, "Really?"

Mike was a little unsure. He lowered his head and grabbed the food with his hands. He couldn't use chopsticks.

Qin Yun smiled and said: "Mike, have you ever thought about settling down in the East?"

Mike was stunned. He had come all the way, didn't he just hope to get ahead in his pioneering career?

Qin Yun seemed to see through what he was thinking.

"Actually, you and I don't need to be enemies. I know the political system over there. You pioneers say you represent the empire, but in fact you are just the bottom of the empire. Most of the interests are monopolized by the high-ranking nobles."

"But if you follow me, I will not only give you a decent identity, but I will also help you find a territory along the Garo coast in the future."

Mike was stunned. He was just a young knight. Although he maintained his aristocratic status, he knew that he was not welcomed by the family at all. It was even more difficult for a knight to survive in the territory.

Mike was thinking over and over again, but he prostrated on the ground: "I am willing to offer my loyalty!"

"Very well, come forward!"

When Mike stepped forward, Qin Yun suddenly let out a loud roar, and then began to hypnotize him.

"your name?"

"Mike Doug Jones..."

Mike mouthed a long list of family suffixes.

Qin Yun waved his hand to interrupt: "From now on, your name will be Mike. Let me ask you, who is your allegiance to?"

"My allegiance is to His Majesty the Emperor of France and the Grand Duke Eiffel. I..."

Qin Yun then instilled: "There is only one person you are loyal to now, and that is the Ninth Prince of Daxia and the Lord of Qin, Qin Yun, who is the person in front of you. Do you remember?"

"Here, tell me again."

"The person I am loyal to is Qin Yun, the ninth prince of Great Xia..."

Qin Yun snapped his fingers, and Mike was instantly sweating. He collapsed on the ground, knowing nothing about what just happened.

He only knew that when he looked at Qin Yun again, he found that he was so tall.

Of course, Qin Yun also knew that controlling a person through hypnosis would cause problems later on, but Qin Yun did not expect him to truly surrender. It was enough to have such a spy in a short period of time.

Qin Yun waved his hand: "Okay, let's go back!"

Mike looked at the remaining food: "Your Majesty, I want to bring it to other knights!"

Qin Yun smiled and said: "No need, starting from tomorrow, they can also eat normal meals."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"This is all your fault."

Mike immediately started to shudder. Look, the King of the East is so difficult to defeat. I, Mike, took action and won it directly.

Qin Yun asked with a smile: "By the way, you haven't finished talking about the follow-up of Franji Kingdom just now."

Mike, who was under the influence of hypnosis at this time, had long forgotten the ban on core intelligence.

He talked boastfully and introduced Qin Yun as if he were a tour guide.

"Flanji Country has three major colonies in Luzon, with a huge army of 100,000 people, and countless Jia Luo's servants."

"There are three major ports in Luzon, where the three most powerful ocean-going fleets of Franchi Country are docked."

"Previously, a missionary named James brought back information about Qiongzhou. Now Franji State has also begun to try to install improved steam engines on iron ships as power."

Qin Yun frowned. According to the historical era of the previous life, it would take at least a century before the steam engine appeared in the West.

But Qin Yun also knows that this world is not the other world, and it is already remarkable that he can take the lead. But they have huge colonies and huge resources.

In another ten years, I am afraid it will be difficult to withstand Qiongzhou’s family wealth.

Qin Yun knew that it was imperative to integrate Daxia!

Qin Yun paused and asked, "What about the Sitani you're talking about?"

Mike: "The two countries signed a peace agreement and divided their spheres of influence. They will not meet again for a hundred years."

Qin Yun nodded: "Okay, last question, how deep is the cooperation between Fuso and Franji Country?"

Mike: "Fuso sent international students to study in Europe twenty years ago, and now Fuso society has also undergone tremendous changes."

Qin Yun's heart sank, as only Daxia in the world was still busy fighting among itself, while other countries in the world had begun to get involved.

Fairy Leaf, this is a vicious thing. Once the vast majority of people in Daxia are infected with this thing, the young generation of Daxia will be doomed!

At that time, it will not be as simple as changing dynasties, but it will become a colony or semi-colony.

The humiliating years in his previous life are still vivid in his mind, and now Qin Yun is standing at the juncture of the wheel of history. He will never let the tragedy happen again!

Qin Yun waved his hand to send Mike away, and then he said to the guard.

"Let Yang Gong come!"

"promise!"

Not long after, Yang Gong bowed in.

Qin Yun put his hands behind his hands and asked coldly: "Where are Franji and Qin Zheng?"

Yang Gong paused and said, "Back to my lord, they are gathering troops from all over Chaozhou, but the good news is that Qin Zheng's men are not ready to take action."

Qin Yun frowned: "Why?"

Yang Gong: "Maybe they were afraid of leaving a mouth to help outsiders bully the prince, but they sent people everywhere to spread the news that the prince was about to massacre the city again."

Qin Yun chuckled: "Playing a public opinion war?"

Yang Gong paused: "A war of public opinion?"

Qin Yun: "Yes, the people's hearts are like water, which can carry or capsize a boat. Qin Zheng wants to isolate me, but he has forgotten that the people are not fools. If he goes to post notices, he will say that the reason why I, Qin Yun The purpose of occupying Chaozhou is to wipe out the fairy grass!"

"By the way, a newspaper in Qiongzhou has also been opened in Chaozhou. In the future, we will also have our own channels to express our opinions. If there is nothing wrong, we can publish some gossip news in the newspaper."

Yang Gong understood: "No!"



In Chaozhou City, a group of black-armored sergeants posted a notice on the city wall.

All the people gathered around him.

"I would like to tell the people of Chaozhou that for many years, various places in Chaozhou have been invaded by Japanese pirates. Now the Westerners have invaded again, and they have caused harm to the people with their name of 'Shenxian Ye', which has led to many families in Chaozhou and many people have died. But now the imperial court ignores it and wants to deal with it." In terms of trade, the ninth prince of Daxia, Qin Yun, feels the suffering of the people and especially carries the banner of anti-tobacco!"

"Within three days, anyone who possesses fairy grass in Chaozhou City and turns it over will be exempted from punishment. If the seller is found after three days, he will be punished by Ling Chi!"

As soon as this announcement came out, it caused thousands of waves.

Some people who don't eat fairy grass applauded, but for those who stocked up and wanted to make a lot of money, it was a bolt from the blue.

In the crowd, a middle-aged man wearing a bamboo hat snorted coldly when he saw this. He crossed the crowd and led the white horse slowly towards the city.