"Haha~~" Wang Feng laughed: "This is another important reason why I insist on exiling the Manchu and Mongolian tribes to Australia, although a strong Jin country may not pose a threat to China, it is likely to give birth to two hearts and move closer to Europe and the United States."

After all, whether it is Mongolia or Manchuria, they are all tiger and wolf nature, humble and docile when weak, and will become unruly when strong, so if China wants to maintain influence on the Jin State, it must always make the Jin State in a semi-divided state, who is weak, we will support whom, when the two sides are in danger of losing both, we must come forward to mediate in time, of course, the premise is not to allow the intervention of third forces. ”

Zhou Xiuying reminded: "Isn't this too obvious? Will it be seen through by Manmeng and provoke their resentment? ”

Wang Feng said disapprovingly: "We will have democracy in the future, the government will take turns to govern, this government will support Mongolia, the next government will support Manchuria, and the policies of the two governments will go against each other, isn't it normal?" Who dares to say that the Chinese government is uneasy and well-intentioned? ”

Why, is U.S. foreign policy volatile but rarely resentful? Because his government takes turns to sit in the bank, the change of foreign policy that comes from the change of government is a matter of course, and the interests are written on his face, if you are beneficial to me, I will support you, and if you are not beneficial to me, why should I stick it upside down?

Wang Feng's direction for China's diplomacy is precisely this path, in the international arena, all benevolence, righteousness and morality are disguised, only interests are the focus, and regime change can effectively defuse the negative impact of foreign policy changes.

"Oh!" Yang Shuijiao nodded thoughtfully, but suddenly pointed forward: "Why is he?" ”

Wang Feng looked in the direction pointed by Yang Shuijiao, and his eyes suddenly lit up, isn't this Hu Xueyan? Beside Hu Xueyan, there is also a middle-aged man in his forties with a strange face.

"It turned out to be Boss Hu!" Wang Feng stood on the corner of the street, smiling and arching his hand.

Hu Xueyan's complexion changed in an instant. Since the huge loss of real estate speculation in Shanghai, he went north to the capital and started again, but the economic tolerance of the north is far less than that of the south, and without a strong backstage, it is impossible to do big business. And he disdained small business, so Hu Xueyan attached himself to the Qiao family in Shanxi.

Although Qiao's family treats him well, but in the final analysis, he is still under the fence, and every time he thinks of the money bank bosses who were also in Hangzhou, all turned into bankers, and his close friend Wang Youling is the prime minister of the Chinese government, and he is a wanderer, half a life, and he owes Wang Feng a huge debt of one million taels of silver. It is inevitable that I will feel unfair, and I will regret it.

If you want to say who Hu Xueyan is most afraid of meeting, it must be Wang Feng, but he was caught on the street, and he couldn't run if he wanted to, so he had to grit his teeth and walk over, and with a long cannon, it was obvious that he wanted to kneel. Wang Feng hurriedly stopped and said, "You and I have known each other for many years, so there is no need to be polite." ”

Hu Xueyan immediately understood that Wang Feng did not want to reveal his identity. So he stood aside, but he didn't know what to say, his face turned blue and pale, and he was very embarrassed.

The middle-aged man was secretly puzzled, pulled Hu Xueyan, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Xueyan." This is the one who is."

Hu Xueyan glanced at Wang Feng and said in a very low voice: "This is today!" ”

"Boom!" The middle-aged man's mind was shocked, and standing across the street, he saw that Wang Feng was not an ordinary person, but the truth was far beyond his expectations. This turned out to be the emperor of the new dynasty.

He felt that he was smoking from the ancestral tomb, and when he went to the street to do something, he could meet the emperor for a private visit, and at the moment, out of instinct, he knelt down with a plop and said in a trembling voice: "Cao Min Qiao Zhiyong knocks on the emperor, long live the emperor, long live long live!" ”

Wang Feng showed a hint of unhappiness, and quickly swept left and right, fortunately no one noticed, a few people looked at it twice and moved back to their gaze, immediately helped Qiao Zhiyong up, and shook his head: "Our New China doesn't pay attention to this set, people don't need to kowtow and shout long live, just call me Commander Wang in private." ”

"Yes, yes!" Qiao Zhiyong stood up in fear.

Wang Feng looked left and right again, and just saw a big banner fluttering in the wind, with three big characters full of pot incense on it, so he beckoned: "This is not the place to speak, come, let's go in and drink a bowl of tea to warm up." ”

"Commander of the Emperor, please!" Qiao Zhiyong leaned over and let Wang Feng go first.

Wang Feng knew that he didn't dare to go in front of him when he gave Qiao Zhiyong a hundred dares, so he simply walked across the street.

As soon as I entered the door, a hot coaxing breath rushed to my face, many old Beijing wearing green robes held a big bowl, blowing nonsense, and there were bursts of applause from time to time, it turned out that on the small stage, an old gentleman was foaming at the mouth and talking about the storytelling, speaking of excitement, knocking a few small drums, exciting, Wang Feng heard the name Zhao Bi, obviously talking about "Shi Gong Case".

The teahouse was full of people, Yang Shuijiao, Su Sanniang and Zhou Xiuying felt this strong Beijing flavor for the first time, and they all looked around with interest.

Wang Feng was the first to enter the door, and a guy with a white towel on his shoulder had very poisonous eyes, and immediately stepped forward and asked with a smile: "Distinguished guests, how many?" ”

Hu Xueyan replied: "Six, come to the room." ”

"Okay, six distinguished guests, No. 6 of Room A on the second floor, six please!"

The guy led the six people up to the second floor and entered a small private room, which could be seen clearly from the front of the stage, there were just two eight immortal tables in the private room, Su Sanniang, Yang Shuijiao and Zhou Xiuying occupied one, and left the other one for the three big men to speak.

The gang made a large teapot, poured a large bowl of tea for each person, and served a few small snacks with Beijing specialties such as pot cakes, fried pork forks, sugar ears, honey twist flowers, yellow and white bee cakes, and horn cakes, and then left with a confession.

Maybe it was the climax of the storytelling, Su Sanniang and the three women were quickly attracted, eating small snacks and listening with relish, Hu Xueyan was caught by Wang Feng on the spot, and the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, sitting in a precarious position, and sipping tea.

Qiao Zhiyong secretly rolled his eyes and observed Wang Feng by tasting tea, after all, it is impossible for a businessman not to care about the political situation, so he naturally has to pay more attention to Wang Feng, he also learned that Wang Feng does not have the emperor's shelf, after sitting down, his mood gradually calmed down, but he thought about how to make use of this chance encounter?

Unconsciously, after a storytelling, in the hall, the old tea guests commented one after another, Wang Feng also looked at Hu Xueyan and sighed: "Boss Hu, I found you so hard, where are you in these days?" ”

Hu Xueyan only felt that beads of sweat were oozing from his forehead, so he quickly wiped it, and said half-yawning: "Commander Wang, since the villain failed to speculate in Shanghai, he has come to Beijing to ask for a living, and he is currently working as a shopkeeper under Boss Qiao, please rest assured that the silver owed by the villain will definitely be repaid, please only give a few more years." ”

Qiao Zhiyong shot a sympathetic gaze, Hu Xueyan was not incapable, he could only say that he hit Wang Feng's muzzle, and he deserved to be unlucky. ”

Wang Feng waved his hand: "One million taels of silver is a huge debt to others, but with Boss Hu's ability, as long as there is a suitable stage, it is not difficult to earn it back, I can arrange such a stage for you, but before that, I want to ask Boss Qiao for you first." (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you Niu Niu Ge 111 and the big cat cat's eye for the tip~~~~