(Thanks to Super Kung Fu Tea, Night Yi, wyq968 three friends for the encouragement of the monthly pass, and also thanks to the snail who is loitering, there is a sword in the chest, the broken hammer is in the sky, my emperor is broken, Night Yi, the reward of several friends, you are so powerful, I almost forgot, and the Xiao Fei brothers on the creation side, thank you for your encouragement,)

As for Lloyd George's phrenology, this has become the laughing stock of London. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But Lloyd George himself didn't care, he was still immersed in the study of other people's heads, and he looked at the question of "round or flat" more important than the national interest.

For such a prime minister, Qin Zhiyuan really can't raise his respect.

If it weren't for being in the Italian War Department, Qin Zhiyuan would have used "dog mongrel" to refer to the person who looked like General Haig.

In this regard, Mixia did not disagree, she was just angry that Qin Zhiyuan was not enlightened.

The so-called "authorities are obsessed" is talking about this situation. If it was a British or a French who died, Qin Zhiyuan would definitely be full of wisdom, but now that it was a Chinese who died, Qin Zhiyuan would inevitably be confused.

"It's incorrigible, look what kind of place this is?" Misha tapped her toes to the ground beneath her feet.

"Italian War Department ......" Qin Zhiyuan answered the question.

"......" Misha rolled her eyes widely, sighed and shook her head speechlessly, her lips pursed tightly, as if she would curse as soon as she spoke.

"Rome, this is Rome!" Qin Zhiyuan had an idea.

"Well, what's here?" Misha is patient.

"What's here? Arena? Lazio? I think if you want to buy something, it seems that you should go to Milan......" Qin Zhiyuan is not sure, he has never been to Italy, and he has heard of Milan, the fashion capital.

It's sad to say, Rome is also a thousand-year-old city, and it is the political center of Italy, but the impression left on Qin Zhiyuan has something to do with play.

Well, this description is not appropriate, it has something to do with athletics, whether it is the ruins of the ancient arena. Or a football team.

Actually, it's still playing.

"You go to die!" Misha angrily turned and left.

This answer obviously did not satisfy Misha, perhaps in Mixia's opinion, Qin Zhiyuan's suggestion should be more suitable for Julie.

"Hahahaha......" Pierre laughed so hard that he almost rolled off the bench.

From the very beginning, Pierre watched the joke from the sidelines. What is a bad friend, Pierre is like this.

"Shut up!" Qin Zhiyuan was angry.

Qin Zhiyuan didn't have the slightest patience when he treated Pierre, he yelled when he should yell and scolded when he should scold. Anyway, with Fuch and Julie, Pierre is a weak and bitter force in front of Qin Zhiyuan.

"It's true that this is Rome, but think about it, what's here?" Pierre is meaningful.

Almost instantly, Qin Zhiyuan understood what Pierre meant.

This is Rome, not only with the arena and football team, but also with the Vatican, a country within a state.

Speaking of which, the Vatican still owes Qin Zhiyuan a promised medal.

Qin Zhiyuan has always wanted to go to the Vatican, but he has never had time, now it seems. Here's your chance.

It's so close to the Vatican, how close is it? Less than five kilometers, it is estimated that Qin Zhiyuan will not sweat if he runs.

But since he was going to see the Pope, he definitely couldn't act so hastily, just going so sloppily, Qin Zhiyuan still had to sort out his image.

Before sorting out the image, Qin Zhiyuan first sent a telegram to Notre Dame Cathedral, asking for Auerbach's location and telling him that he had arrived in Rome.

That's right. It was the famous Notre Dame Cathedral. It is the cathedral of the Catholic Archdiocese of Paris, and Auerbach, as a cardinal, uses Notre-Dame Cathedral as his base every time he visits Paris.

While waiting for a reply, Qin Zhiyuan first went to the bath where he stayed in the hotel. Go take a cozy bath and think about anything else.

Things came to an eyebrow, and Qin Zhiyuan, who was relaxed, whistled happily, not even knowing that someone was in the pool next to him.

"Hey, Qin, you seem to be in a good mood." It was Auerbach's voice.

"Ryder? It's amazing. Why did I meet you in the bathhouse? Qin Zhiyuan was curious.

"Is there a low probability that you will meet me in the bathhouse?" Auerbach was also curious.

"I beg your pardon, I always thought that you cardinals would baptize people every day, and you would wash yourself by the way." Qin Zhiyuan inadvertently exposed his ignorance of Catholicism.

"You idiot, I'm a cardinal! How can there be so many people who are worthy of me to be baptized myself? "Auerbach was disdainful.

This is a matter of equal status, if it is the son of old Renault who wants to be baptized, Auerbach may personally preside over it, as for those ordinary people, hehe.

As mentioned earlier, the hierarchy within the Holy See is even more distinct.

"Uh, your fat body disgusts me." Maybe it's easier to communicate when it's naked in the bathhouse, Qin Zhiyuan is unscrupulous.

This is the second time Qin Zhiyuan has been scolded as an idiot today, but Qin Zhiyuan didn't mean much to be angry, which shows that the threat to the channel has brought great pressure to Qin Zhiyuan.

The bathhouse is indeed a great place to mingle, but of course, only for Westerners. The magic of the Oriental people lies in "turning magic into decay", the world's first public bath was born in Rome, and the movie "Tiger's Mouth" in another time and space describes in detail the bathhouse culture of the West, in the West, bathing together can be considered a good thing to enhance friendship. Of course, in the East, too, bathing together can also be considered a good thing to enhance "friendship".

"Don't compare your 20-year-old body with my 50-year-old body, when you reach my age, you are the same as me, maybe you are not as good as me." Clean and slippery cardinals, like ordinary people, can also have low self-esteem because of their out-of-shape figure.

As Auerbach spoke, his gaze swept over Qin Zhiyuan's well-defined muscles, and the envy in his eyes flashed. Auerbach is past the age of physical competitiveness, and at this age, he is more interested in practical interests and has a more long-term vision.

"By the way, why are you here?" Qin Zhiyuan was curious.

Auerbach came faster than Qin Zhiyuan expected, which also shows how much Auerbach attaches importance to Qin Zhiyuan. Because of this, Qin Zhiyuan is a little presumptuous, and casual and harmless jokes are also a good way to quickly get closer to each other.

"Isn't that weird? You send a telegram to me, I'm not in Paris, and then Paris sends the telegram to the Vatican, and I'll come over. Auerbach said it simply, but with a strong sense of superiority.

"Yes, yes, you are a powerful cardinal." Qin Zhiyuan was insincere, folded the towel and put it on his head: "So, can I ask the wise Cardinal to give me a little hint for this lost person, how should I go to meet His Majesty the Pope." ”

Qin Zhiyuan has never believed in Catholicism, and he does not understand the taboos and rules of Catholicism, and in respect of others, Qin Zhiyuan still has to understand it in advance, so as not to be rude.

That's the Pope, Catholics all over the world have to shout "Dad" when they meet, and compared with Qin Zhiyuan's "Dad", people are justifiable.

"There's no special hint, as long as you don't go bare-bottomed." Auerbach looked at Qin Zhiyuan, who stood up from the pool, shook his head and sighed to himself, and whistled loudly.

Whistle? This cardinal is one cigar short of the NBA's one.

(To be continued.) )