Chapter 179: Dirty

More information about Clemenceau was told to Qin Zhiyuan by Foch.

After the secret meeting in the small hall, the group walked out of the small hall.

Qin Zhiyuan, who was wearing a military uniform, was particularly conspicuous among a group of middle-aged or elderly people with big bellies.

There were still a lot of people in the hall, but when Qin Zhiyuan and the others walked out, almost no one dared to breathe, and everyone watched Qin Zhiyuan and his party leave.

"Joe, is there any update for us?" Acquaintances came to inquire.

"All I can say is, please wait." The Cremond Shuttle is very harsh.

"Please keep us informed of any news." Someone was chanting.

"Yes, please let us know."

"Joe, we've got your back!"

"Joe, France needs your ......"

The various shouts are in unison, showing the extreme popularity of Clemenceau.

"Dear gentlemen, we all want to kill the Germans, this is our common will, please rest assured, if there is any latest news, I will definitely inform you all......" There were too many people shouting, and it was not appropriate for Clemenceau to go away without saying something.

So Clemenceau gave an impromptu speech in the hall.

But as if it was fate, the most eye-catching thing tonight was not Clemenceau, but Qin Zhiyuan, who was standing behind him when Clemenceau gave a speech.

At this time, Qin Zhiyuan had already put on a windbreaker. A traditional blue-gray of the French army, a blue-gray windbreaker, a blue-gray soft-brimmed military hat, a blue-gray blouse, a blue-gray military trousers, with a black armed belt, black military boots, coupled with sharp eyes, a cold face, and an iron-blooded temperament......

It was very different from everyone present.

It's the kind of toughness that stands on the wall. It is the momentum of embracing all rivers, and it is the sharpness of the sword that is sharpened.

This is Qin Zhiyuan's first appearance in front of Parisian high society.

Perfect appearance!

Seeing off Clemenceau and Leotei, Qin Zhiyuan, Foch, and Old Renault did not return to the hall, but found a room in the front hall to sit down.

The waiter brought a variety of drinks, Foch's coffee, old Renault's champagne, and Qin Zhiyuan's tea.

"Qin, let's talk about the Knights Templar." Foch's face was calm.

Qin Zhiyuan glanced at Old Renault, and Old Renault was also expressionless. There was no surprise and no rejoicing.

"Auerbach told me it was best not to disclose my relationship with the Templar Order, but why do I feel like everyone knows!" Qin Zhiyuan shook his head and sighed.

Auerbach's telling Qin Zhiyuan to keep it secret was to prevent Qin Zhiyuan from being unanimously resisted by secular countries, which is not uncommon in history, and almost all European countries are wary of the Holy See, including France.

"Not everybody knows. But there is a lot to know, otherwise, why do you think you are here today? Old Renault remained silent.

"Obviously, you won't do anything bad for me." Qin Zhiyuan couldn't be wary.

Foch and Renault Sr. It is the most reassuring French person Qin Zhiyuan has come into contact with since he arrived in France for half a year. This is not only because of the Knights Templar, Qin Zhiyuan trusts Foch because of Julie, and trusts Old Renault because of their good relationship before.

"I'm waiting for your answer. Qin. Foch was dissatisfied.

Since Qin Zhiyuan and Julie got married, Foch's status in front of Qin Zhiyuan has been declining day by day, and Qin Zhiyuan has been much more presumptuous in front of Foch.

on this. Foch had no choice, unless Foch pursued Qin Zhiyuan again at the expense of his own image.

That doesn't necessarily work!

"Ah, yes, Knights Templar, I am now Grand Master of the Knights Templar. But it is a pity that I, the Grand Master, have no salary, and I have no soldiers under him, and I have only one commander with a light pole. "Qin Zhiyuan is not taboo.

Foch and Old Renault are not ordinary people, their own rights and social status determine that they must know a little more than ordinary civilians, so even if Qin Zhiyuan conceals it, it doesn't make any sense.

"Qin, I'm not joking with you, be serious." Foch knocked on the table dissatisfied.

On the other side, old Renault was speechless and covered his forehead with his hand.

"I'm not kidding. Well, well, I'll tell you the truth, I really don't know much about the Knights Templar, I just know that in the Christian Knights Templar is a legend, but I don't know what kind of past the Templars have, what kind of present, I don't know very well. Qin Zhiyuan told the truth.

Qin Zhiyuan himself was not a Christian, so he really didn't know enough about the Knights Templar. Regarding this issue, Qin Zhiyuan was actually happy to discuss it with Foch, Qin Zhiyuan knew Foch's Christian background, and at such a time, he needed Foch's guidance.

"As for the Knights Templar, I want to tell you that you better stay away from him, especially the fanatics, who can make you ascend to heaven or send you to hell." Foch was a bit slurching.

Strictly speaking, Foch was also a fanatic, but there was more of a calm side of his personality. To let a person with firm beliefs say this, Foch treats Qin Zhiyuan very well.

"Fanatics, I don't quite understand." Qin Zhiyuan didn't quite understand this business yet.

"It's an ascetic! It's just a different name. Old Renault commented.

"Thank you, Luis." Qin Zhiyuan changed the target in time and wanted old Renault to explain.

Compared to Foch, the elder Renault's beliefs were more complicated. The elder Renault was also a Christian, but he believed more in money than in himself.

"Qin, first of all, let me ask you something, do you know the intention of the Pope to make you the Grand Master of the Knights Templar?" Old Renault took the conversation in passing.

See, that's the difference, if it was Foch, he would never have used the third person to refer to Benedict XV.

"Knowing some, if it is bigger, is to spread the glory of Christianity, so that the light of the Lord may shine to every corner of the world. Specifically, my troops grabbed the territory in the front, and then the Pope sent people to pick peaches in the back. Qin Zhiyuan looked at Foch's increasingly ugly face, and didn't dare to say any more: "That's probably what it means." ”

"Well, it looks like you get it. Then I want to warn you, don't let those missionaries into your troops, or they will ruin you. One thing I would like to ask you is, what is the percentage of religious believers in your army? "Old Renault is more and more arrogant, he doesn't care as much about Foch as Qin Zhiyuan.

"Does this ratio matter? My troops can be faithful Christians if they need to. If they don't need to, they can always change to something else, and I don't make it mandatory. Qin Zhiyuan is still relatively confident in this.

Regarding the beliefs of the Chinese, hehe, don't mention it.

"Well, it looks like I don't have to worry about you." Old Renault is happy.

Foch snorted coldly, opened the door and walked out, he really didn't want to be in the same room with these two hypocritical blasphemers, which made him feel breathless.

It's so dirty!

(To be continued.) )