When Liu Jintang's sword was unsheathed, and Nikolanavich on the other side was panicked and frightened, Xia Zhixin even had a sense of déjà vu that the young Yuan Benchu drew his sword in front of Dong Zhuo and shouted "My sword is not disadvantageous".

Although this example is not quite right, but such a young hero, no wonder the king of Chu loves it so much!

Liu Jintang's meaning of the sword is very clear, what is already in Daming's hands, don't talk about it, any meat in Daming's mouth is not a bargaining chip.

Of course, Liu Jintang followed the route of the axiom of cannons and came to the conclusion that the Yenisei was the homeland of China.

But even if you take the cultural route, it is not a problem to say that the Yenisei is the homeland of the Ming Dynasty.

Let's not talk about the legal system on the side of the Mengyuan Dynasty, just the Yenisei language used in the Yenisei region is considered to be an intermediate branch of North American Indian and Chinese in linguistics.

The Yin people are the relics of China, and the Yin soil is the ancient territory of China, which is one of the foundations of the Ming Dynasty, and the legal basis for ruling the Northern Yin is also the political correctness of the Ming version, which cannot be doubted.

If we want to completely form a logical closed loop on this point in academics, Yenisei language, an intermediate language with the characteristics of both Chinese and Indian languages, is naturally the best evidence.

Through the study of the Yenisei language, it is natural to conclude that the Huaxia and Yin people must have a common ancestor.

As for who that ancestor is, there is a lot of room to play.

Therefore, for this fast place, Xia Zhixin, as an academic bureaucrat, is also determined to win.

At this time, the two sides are tense, and there seems to be sparks in the air that are also erupting.

It is as if a negotiation is about to evolve into a fire.

Fortunately, at this time, Queen Elizabeth, who had never had a sense of existence, became a peacemaker and spoke out to help.

"Dear guests, it's not too early, I have prepared a sumptuous dinner for everyone, let's talk after you have enjoyed it!"

Ming and Russia also took this opportunity to put their swords into the sheath, and each snorted coldly, indicating that they would give the hostess a face.

The level of the Hungarian chef is not bad, and he barely fell into the name of Zhuxia's distant family.

In particular, the Hungarian beef broth and the most prestigious goulash with potatoes make people feel extremely satisfied in the cold autumn.

After eating and drinking, both the Ming delegation and the Russian delegation obviously had no intention of relaxing, and they all gathered at the negotiating table again and started a new round of verbal swords.

Arduous negotiations, especially those involving the core interests of each other, are never achieved overnight, and it is the norm to last for several days.

If one party agrees to all the conditions by dividing it by two, the other party will doubt the sincerity of the other side.

The treaty obtained in that way is no different from the waste paper in the pit, which is used to tear up.

Instead, cigarette butts all over the floor, smoke in the room, long silences, or incessant shouting, slapping the table, glaring.

Even uneducated guys like the US imperialists like to fold paper airplanes or crumple paper balls to smash the other party's negotiators when the negotiations are at an impasse.

These are the norm for good faith negotiations.

And this time, whether it is Ming or Russia, both sides really don't want to fight anymore, and both sides are sincere.

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At that time, Zhu Fugui, Abdul and William I held negotiations with the three emperors in Xinhu, and the consensus of the three parties far outweighed the differences, so the whole negotiation process was quite pleasant and efficient.

Even if it is a part like the division of Indian interests, because it is simply a discussion of interests that have no shadow at all, everyone can be regarded as humbling to each other, and they quickly signed their names.

Overall, the negotiations lasted only four hours, and there was not much of a war of words, but all three monarchs were already exhausted.

In contrast, this time the negotiations between the Ming and the Rakshasa Kingdom obviously had nothing to do with the Friendship Alliance.

This is destined to be a contest of brainpower, willpower, and physical strength.

For the next five whole days, the Daming-Western Chu delegation and the Rakshasa delegation conducted marathon-like negotiations one river after another, mountain by mountain, and canyon by canyon.

The negotiating line is also speeding towards Moscow.

Negotiating this kind of thing is essentially the same as haggling the price of a vendor.

Pay attention to a sky-high asking price, and pay back the money on the ground.

When Grand Duke Nikolanavich threw out the first border between the two countries was the Yenisei River, not Lake Baikal, let alone the so-called "Amur River", that is, the Heilongjiang River, in fact, it had already exposed the intemperance of Tsarist Russia.

They don't even have the guts to ask for sky-high prices, so how can they take the initiative in negotiations?

According to the Moscow Izvestia newspaper afterwards:

On the first day, the ambitious Grand Justice Nikolanavich was discussing the ownership of the Yenisei River valley with the vile and ridiculous Khitans;

The next day, the Great Justice Nikolanavich, who was in the hands of Zhizhu, was discussing with the insatiable Khitans the feasibility of using the Ob River as a border between the two countries;

On the third day, the exhausted Grand Duke Nikolanavich and the domineering Ming were negotiating the possibility of building a Great Wall in the Ural Mountains;

On the fourth day, the impudent and incompetent traitor Nikolanavich was considering retreating to the west of the Volga;

On the fifth day, the great Ming Empire will establish a green and environmentally friendly animal husbandry special zone in the Don River Plain!

……

Of course, the actual negotiations will not go so smoothly.

"No, absolutely not!"

Grand Duke Nikolanavich was angry, but roared tiredly: "Whether it is the Volga or the Don, it is our Roman ...... It's all the traditional territory of our Slavs, how can it be possible to set aside half or 1/3 of it to you Khitans! You know, it's only 950 km from Volgograd to Moscow! ”

"From Samarkand, the capital of the king of Western Chu, to the Volga River is only more than 1,000 kilometers!"

Xia Zhixin did not show weakness either, "The 7th Mixed Brigade of the King of Chu, as well as the 75th and 77th Armored Divisions of the Great Ming Shenzhou Commander, can clean the tracks of the tank with the water of the Volga River in just half a month!" ”

"You're bragging! It is a strategic blackmail against the great Russia, ah no, the great Roman Empire! ”

Grand Duke Nikolanavich shouted, "Siberia in winter will not be able to march at all, and by next spring your tanks will all be sunk in the muddy mire of the Eastern European Plain!" ”

Liu Jintang took off his liberation shoes and put his stinky feet directly in front of the Russians:

"You see, we Hunan people relied on such iron feet to go from Zhejiang to the Western Regions, and from the Western Regions to Khorasan.

General Ben doesn't believe it, even without tanks, we won't be able to go to Volgograd, we won't be able to go to Moscow and St. Petersburg! ”

In front of Xia Zhixin, Nikolanavich can still babble, but on the other side of Liu Jintang, he has been tortured by this bold young man in the past few days.

He sat down weakly, his mouth opening and closing, closing and opening, and finally in a voice that was almost desperate: "We can ......discuss the Perm Territory, the Udmurt Region, and Tatarstan in the Volga Territory."

The capital of Tatarstan is the famous Kazan.

The city was built by Duke Volga as a fortress to defend against the Mongols.

After the division of the Golden Horde, it became the territory of the Tatars and became the capital of the Kazan Khanate.

It was not until the Jiajing period that the Russians occupied it.

It is well known that the Tatars were slaves of the Mongols, and the Mongols, such as Sotna, were loyal dancers and old artists of both virtue and art.

Therefore, it is of course reasonable and in line with international practice for the Ming Dynasty to cross the Ural Mountains and recover Tatarstan.

Of course, more importantly, Xia Zhixin once heard Long Live Lord say that there is oil in Tatarstan!

Oil!

That is the lifeblood of the Ming Empire for the next hundred years!

For the past two days, Xia Zhixin has been trying to force the Russians to back down and cede the land.

But in the end, the distance between Kazan and Moscow is only more than 700 kilometers.

This distance is short, it is indeed not so short that it makes people feel that Moscow will plant the sun and moon flag overnight, but to say that it is long, it is indeed too short for an intercontinental power of the size of Ming and Russia.

700 km corresponds to the distance from the westernmost point of NATO to Moscow.

It is no wonder that later generations of Russians had to react so violently to NATO's further eastward expansion.

Fortunately, there were no short-range missiles in this era, and Nikolanavich was still within the acceptable range for a distance of 700 km.

At least compared to the Don Plain, the ancient pastures of the Mongols and Huns that the Ming side advocated at the beginning, the loss of Tatarstan is a slightly more acceptable fact for the Russians.

Nikolanavich pinched the root of his nose painfully and slowly stood up: "I need to send a telegram to His Majesty the Tsar...... I hope I can convince Your Majesty......

In short, Volgograd, the northwestern shore of the Caspian Sea and Transcaucasia are the core interests of our Russians, we will definitely not negotiate, you guys don't push me anymore! ”

After five days of marathon negotiations, Grand Duke Nikolanavich really didn't have the energy to worry about whether Alexander II's honorific title was Augustus or Caesar.

"Oh, hey, look at what you said, the old man is not a strong man!"

Xia Zhixin smiled and handed over the drafted contract,

"Mr. Grand Duke, please don't be so discouraged, think about the good, your country is the orthodoxy of Eastern Rome, Moscow, St. Petersburg, but it is just a place of foreign bondage, don't take it so seriously!"

"I hope that you will speak your word and recognize the legitimate identity of our Eastern Roman Empire, and at the same time support the righteous act of recovering the core territory of Greece and the holy city of Antioch in the process of rebuilding the Eastern Roman Empire."

"Of course we will recognize you, the great Eastern Roman Empire...... and will not hinder you from restoring the glory of your fathers......"

Xia Zhixin smiled and said, "As for the culprit of the two defeats of Rome, the nomads from the east, you can rest assured, our Ming Dynasty will garrison Kazan, and the eastern border of Rome will be worry-free!" ”

Nikolanavich's footsteps were noticeably stunned.

He was clearly thinking of the time sixteen years earlier, when he had just become Russian Foreign Minister and presided over the signing of the Treaty of Aihui between Tsarist Russia and the Manchu government.

"With our Russian Empire garrisoning the Amur Primorsky region, you Daqing will no longer have to worry about the landing of Anglo-French troops from the Sea of Japan......"

The words of the past are still in my ears.

When I heard it again today, my heart was so bitter.

Nikolanavich hunched over and slowly walked to the telegraph room.

In order to ensure that the top-secret talks went smoothly, the Gloria Hotel laid two lines independent of the Budapest telegraph network for the exclusive use of the negotiating parties.

As soon as Nikolanavich and the others left, Xia Zhixin, Liu Jintang, and Zhao Xizhu glanced at each other, and they all laughed!

"We've won!"

Liu Jintang was barefoot and smiled like a child, "We have overfulfilled the task instructed by His Majesty, and Lao Maozi has finally succumbed!" ”

"Yi Zhai, you should be the first to take the lead in this negotiation!"

Xia Zhixin patted him on the shoulder, "If it weren't for you, that big bear would definitely have to die and struggle." ”

Zhao Xizhu also said happily: "Long live just hope to be bounded by the Ural Mountains, but we have at least won an additional 200,000 square kilometers, which is the area of Hunan!" ”

Although the Ming Dynasty is large enough, 30 million square kilometers is just not counting the serious underestimation of Siberia and other places, if you count the various vassal states, the total number of Lin Lin is likely to have exceeded 50 million, rushing to 60 million.

But who would be afraid of having more territory?

Is it true that His Majesty Zhu Fugui doesn't love land, and Boss Ma doesn't love money?

Boss Ma doesn't love money, that is, he has more "high" ambitions.

What lofty ambitions can my Ming Emperor Zhu Fugui have?

Isn't it just to fight for a little more living space for the descendants of China......

50 million increases by 200,000, which is also an increase of 0.4% of the country's land!

However, just when Xia Zhixin and the others were happily about to open a bottle of Nirvana Coke to celebrate, Nikolanavich suddenly sprinted and ran back to the negotiation room with his hands dancing.

"The Tsar replied to the telegram so soon?"

Xia Zhixin frowned, feeling that it was not quite reasonable.

"No, my Khitan...... Ah no, it's my Daming friend! ”

Nikolanavich was visibly relaxed, he sat down on the sofa gracefully, and asked the waiter to light a cigar, "Professor Xia, General Liu, Zhao Dudu, I think we need to renegotiate the border issue between our two countries......"

"What's going on? Is it the tsar who does not agree? Does he want to bear the wrath of our Ming on the battlefield? Liu Jintang asked.

Nikolanavich put down his cigar and said seriously: "We don't want to have a war with the Ming Kingdom, General Liu, I admit that you Hunan people are very good at fighting, even the best Cossacks are not your opponents, but ......"

"Report!"

At this moment, the messenger from the Ming side also ran over.

Obviously, there was some important news, and the Tsarist side got the news a few minutes earlier.

Xia Zhixin hurriedly took the telegram, which was only a few words, but after he read it, he sighed: "The old man is still a loser after all...... Your Majesty often says that it is better to fight a strong enemy than to ally with a friend, and this is ......"

"Sacrificial wine, what's going on?"

Zhao Xizhu and Liu Jintang hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"See for yourselves......"

Xia Zhixin shook his head and spread the newspaper on the table.

I saw six big words written on it: "Italy jumped backwards!" ”