A clean place, a place to talk about, a talk about life, a dream, well, that's what sweethearts do......

This evil Oriental!," Giryev thought inexplicably. He was a baron of the Grand Duchy of Moscow, a descendant of the noble Nicholas family, who could accept defeat and a huge ransom, but chastity and glory would not allow to be defiled!

"Filthy devil, don't you think! I will never compromise with you. Behold, our great majesty, the God-blessed monarch of all Russia, and the Grand Duke of Moscow, will bring down his wrath. You will all tremble under his wrath, and you will not be completely destroyed......" Giryev exclaimed with a blushing face.

"The Perfection of God's Gifts...... All Russia or something, I'll go!" Su Mo plucked his ears and shook his head with disdain, "I said, Lao Ji, you don't panic, such a long prefix, isn't it Ivan." Well, timid Ivan, am I right?" he said with a smile.

Giryev was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red and he was furious: "You, you are so bold! You dare to slander Your Majesty! You will be burned at the stake......

"Come on. Su Mo looked impatient, waved his hand to interrupt him, and pouted: "What's the matter, it's still slanderous." What is there to dare to admit this, they are all mortals, and they are not gods, and everyone has times when they are afraid, right? I said Lao Ji, ......."

Giryev said angrily: "My name is not Lao Ji, my name is Giryev Nikolai! The successor of the Nikolai family and the Baron Ziguang of the Grand Duchy of Moscow!"

Giryev felt like he was going crazy, this guy in front of him was so hateful. It is too much to dare to talk about the Grand Duke's troubles and change his name. Oh, well, this disgusting guy covets his beauty more maddening than that.

Obviously, someone's nonsense has been deeply branded on their backs. Garyev swore that if this bastard really dared to touch his asshole, he would rather die than suffer that kind of shame.

Also, wait, when you return to Rus, you must report this guy's offensive words to the Grand Duke, and you must let the Grand Duke send a military force to crush them!

How dare he, the cowardly Ivan? Moreover, seeing that he was only about twenty years old, or even twenty, how did he know about it? After all, that was eighteen years ago, and not many people in Moscow remembered it. In the court, this matter was a great taboo, but most of those who knew about it, except for the cronies of the Grand Duke, had already been secretly executed. This guy seems to have a very unusual identity. Could it be that he had some collusion with that person......

Giryev thought secretly, his eyes flickering.

The so-called cowardly Ivan was actually talking about the war that took place in 1480 with the Golden Dome Khanate: the Battle of the Ugra River.

At that time, Muscovy, which was still a titular vassal state of the Golden Dome Khanate, Ivan III took the initiative to cut off the tribute and insulted the envoys of the Golden Dome Khanate. So much so that in the second year after his conquest of Novgorod in the east, the army of the Golden Dome Khanate was overwhelmed.

And because of the fear of Genghis Khan in the past, the arrogant and ambitious Grand Duke Ivan at that time, when he really faced the army of the Golden Dome Khanate established by the descendants of the god of war, he unexpectedly did something that shocked everyone's jaws: escape.

The Grand Duke threw his troops directly at the front, but he himself ran back to Moscow overnight, so much so that the whole country was in an uproar. If it weren't for the encouragement and persuasion of Bishop Vasian of Rostov-on-Don, and the high morale of the Rus' army at that time because of successive victories, I am afraid that Russia would not have appeared in the future at all.

Ivan III's escape was described with contempt by even Marx: during the third Mongol-Tatar invasion, Ivan III, who "trembled at the sight of the slightest scene of armed conflict," "fled with 200,000 troops and became a shameful deserter."

One can imagine how much of a stir this incident caused at the time. And how could Ivan III, who was determined to unify all of Russia and vow to establish a unified Great Russian Empire, allow such rumors to spread? Therefore, the subsequent bloody purges are also the meaning of the topic.

Eighteen years later, as Giryev thought, this kind of thing would have been almost forgotten, and who remembered it, except for Princess Sophia, who was bent on usurping the throne, and her son Vasily III?

But Giryev never imagined that the boy in front of him, who was not born even when that period of history took place, could say it thousands of miles away, which made him inevitably suspicious.

Su Mo didn't know that his inadvertent display actually caused Giryev to have more associations, so that after returning later, Muscovy once again set off a dark tide, which not only made the exiled princess Sophia suffer a lot, but also accelerated Ivan IV's ascension. Of course, these are all digressions.

"Okay, okay, got it. Su Mo nodded with a smile: "Lao Ji, ......"

Giryev: "......"

“…… You see, you're so dry, I don't have any ill intentions, and I'm just looking for you to talk. Now that everyone has laid down their arms, they are no longer enemies. Since you're not an enemy, of course you can try to be friends, right?"

Su Gongzi's face was sincere, and he tirelessly comforted.

Giryev's face is going to turn green, damn it! Be friends? Don't you still want to covet your own assholes, and say it so obscurely, am I really a fool? This filthy homosexual! Dirty Oriental evildoer! I ...... I ignore you!

Giryev pursed his lips tightly, closed his eyes and said nothing. In private, he clenched his fists and secretly thought that once this filthy guy really wanted to move himself, he would burst his nose fiercely, even if he was executed in the end!

In order to protect his innocence, Giryev also really fought hard.

Su Mo didn't know this, he called this Russian over, in fact, he just wanted to know more about the current situation in Russia. Others may not know, but he knows what a huge behemoth this polar bear will grow into in the future. If you can give him a few tricks at this moment, delay his growth, and come to this ancient country in vain, it will be more or less a meager contribution to the motherland for future generations.

So, in this situation, the two sides launched a big drama of chickens and ducks with different thoughts.

However, because of the different languages, most of the communication is based on gestures and guesswork, but the tone of the words is still splashed and enthusiastic.

Su Mo gestured with his hands in a circle, and bent his thumbs at each other, then pointed at himself, and then pointed at the other party, and said with a smile: "Although everyone is limited to the region, there are some disputes. But to put it mildly, as both earthlings, we should still love each other and be friends, and we are willing to make concessions first to show our sincerity. Well, how about starting with my friendship with you?"

Giryev glared angrily, panting and wide-eyed, and waved his fist and shouted, "No, never! I am the noble Baron of Purple Light, and I will never accept such an insult." ”

Su Mo sighed, shook his head and sighed: "Lao Ji, tsundere, you are so tsundere, it is difficult to have friends." Listen to me, let's talk well, okay? Hmm, in this case, let's talk casually, no matter what we say, we don't involve military secrets. Well, in this case, let me ask you first, is your country unified now?

As he spoke, he gestured with his hand. After just doing a few movements, I felt that the expression was not very clear, thought about it, stretched out an index finger, and first made a stabbing motion at Giryev horizontally, and made a vertical gesture, and stretched the tone in my mouth: "Tong-one——, well, understand?"

Giryev's face turned red in an instant, then began to turn purple again, and finally became black like a cloud.

Is it true that the Orientals are so open-minded to do such a disgusting act in public without shame? Oh my God, these heretics should all be burned to death!

Forget it, these uncivilized savages only know how to succumb to instinctive desires, and I have seen him with him, but I have not lowered my taste. Ignore him!

Thinking so, he tried to suppress his anger, glanced at Su Mo coldly, and turned his head to the side.

Su Mo was stunned, then nodded, and sighed with the fat man next to him: "Look, I still feel ashamed." Fat, this is the sorrow of the people of a divided country, it is sad and sad. ”

The fat man nodded heavily, and looked at Giryev with a little pity and admiration in his eyes.

The fat man felt that a person who could feel ashamed of his country's failure to reunify could be regarded as a patriotic person. Patriots, deserve the respect they deserve.

The corner of Garyev's eyes received the fat man's attention, and he couldn't help but turn pale. What is this for? Why does this dead fat pig look at himself so ambiguously? God, these lowly devils, could it be that they still have to come in turn? Oh, no, I would rather die! I would rather die than let them succeed!

He glared back at the fat man fiercely, gritted his teeth and secretly made up his mind.

Seeing his strong response, the fat man was not angry but happy, raised his hands at him, and gave him a thumbs up. He turned to Su Mo again and said, "Young Master, this guy is a man! Don't rush to others, just this righteous martyr, I didn't say anything! Or, let's let him go this time and don't take his ransom?"

Su Mo suddenly became serious, and said with a straight face: "What's the matter! Because of this, it is even more important to receive a large share." Otherwise, how can he be worthy of his loyalty, bravery, and martyrdom? Fat, remember, friendship is friendship, business is business, and you must not talk about it generally. This is a big no-no for merchants, remember!"

Young Master Su taught his servants earnestly, and the people next to him, Wei Er and the others, all of them had crooked eyes and slanted mouths, and their faces spasmed.

And Giryev, who has been secretly paying attention to their expressions, has a miserable face, and secretly thinks to himself, seeing that this face is clearly not the meaning of one or two people, it is clearly a 4P or even 5P posture.

Oh my God, if they swarmed up, how could they resist? Could it be that their innocence was really destined to be preserved?

At this moment, Garyev suddenly felt dead and completely desperate.