Fang Zheng looked at Mojilian and blinked: "Are you sure you don't want me to use a metaphor? This metaphor is very appropriate."

Mojilian shook his head firmly: "Master Fang said it just right, I can understand it."

Fang Zheng curled his lips: "You Turks often say something like the sun in the sky, and what is like a goshawk, and say something like a metaphor for flying all over the sky. Why can't you use it when you get to me? You're really at a disadvantage in negotiating with you..."

Moji almost vomited blood when he heard this. You are still at a disadvantage. So wouldn’t I have to use a knife to wipe my neck?

Fang Zheng continued, "Master National Master, you pay 3 million taels of silver to ask my Huachao to send troops. I'm sorry, it's not very appropriate? Even if you help you destroy Mochu Khan, you will fight me again when you turn around. Then you have to snatch this money from you? Besides, does my Huachao need military expenses? Three million taels and one hundred thousand soldiers, each person can only get thirty taels of silver, horses, weapons, military pay, medicine, death-death pensions, and support the orphans...Master National Master, have you calculated this account? Do you think three million taels are enough? With the help of my Huachao, I won't get any benefits, and we have to pay for it myself. No fool will do this."

Mojilian's eyes were straight and his mouth was full of bitterness. He did not expect that he would discuss with Turkic officials in the inn for a whole night before the four conditions proposed were overturned by the young man under twenty years old in front of him in a few words. Moreover, from his tone, these four conditions seemed worthless, which made Mojilian feel deeply frustrated.

Licking his dry lips, Moji said, "Mr. Fang, I think, please ask your country to propose conditions. Otherwise, if this continues, I will deny it, and our negotiations will be deadlocked."

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Mr. National Normal University must consider it well. If I make the conditions, it will be a one-time deal and I will not bargain."

Mojilian gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Fang, please tell me if it is appropriate. Let's talk about it later if you propose it."

Fang Zheng glanced at Wei Chengde and Feng Qiudao. Old Man Wei closed his eyes and said nothing, and entered into a state of meditation like an old monk. Feng Qiudao had no expression on his face, with a cool face, looking straight ahead with his eyes, not knowing whether he was in a daze or thinking about something.

These two people are too inattentive in negotiations, right? They completely treat themselves as decorations and don’t know how to make a fuss for this young master. Fang Zheng muttered dissatisfiedly.

Fang Zheng changed into a smile and said to Mojilian: "Sir, I, Huachao, were unwilling to form alliances with others and live our own lives well. Who likes to fight for wars? It's bleeding and dead. After a war, I don't know how many families will be destroyed. Especially if I go to a country that often invades us, it's even more unreliable. Therefore, we will never agree to send troops. You can give up this heart."

Seeing Mojilian's expression of anger, he wanted to open his mouth to speak, Fang Zheng stopped him and said with a smile: "Don't be anxious, I haven't finished it yet. Although our country is unwilling to send troops, we can still provide you with other help. Are you short of food? Are you short of weapons? Are you short of weapons? Are you short of grass? You said, we can give you whatever you want. You Turks are so rich, how great is it to exchange money for what you need. Everyone is happy."

Mojilian couldn't help but stand up and said angrily: "Mr. Fang, I have come to your country from thousands of miles to form an alliance with you sincerely. How can you tease me like this? Your country is unwilling to send troops, so this negotiation has no meaning at all. Humph! It seems that I have been in vain and say goodbye!"

After saying that, Moji bowed to Fang Zheng, turned around and led the officials of the Turkic mission out.

Fang Zheng was stunned, stood up and waved to Mojilian's back, shouting: "Let's go slowly, welcome to visit Huachao next time, I invite you to Qinhuai River to take a sauna..."

After a while, Mojilian ran back angrily and stared at Fang Zheng hard and said, "This is the residence provided by the emperor of your country to me by the Turkic mission. You should say goodbye, right?"

Fang Zheng was stunned, and then laughed out loud, even Wei Chengde and Feng Qiudao on the side were full of smiles on their faces.

Fang Zheng was so angry that he was almost breathless that he said, "Master National Master, you are really... Oh, so you can't be angry. You'll be confused when you're angry. Come on, Lord Wei, General Feng, it's time to say goodbye. Let's go and talk to Datata."

As he said that, Fang Zheng walked out and muttered: "Datta should be happy to do this business with me. In a few months, the grassland will be winter. Alas, the soldiers have no food, the war horses have no grass, the war is fighting, fighting a bird fight..."

"Slow down! Lord Fang, please stay!" Mo Jilian's voice came from behind.

A successful smirk flashed across Fang Zheng's face, and then he turned his head with a stern face and said seriously: "Is there anything wrong with Master National?"

Mo Jilian looked hesitant, and his eyes were unstable. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Fang, I was too impulsive just now, I apologize to you."

Fang Zheng smiled politely at him: "Don't say that, everyone is so familiar with each other. I don't take the little things from a few words to heart. It's okay, right? I'll leave."

Mojilian hurriedly reached out to stop Fang Zheng, and forced himself to squeeze out a smile: "Sir Fang, I think we should sit down and continue to talk."

Fang Zheng widened his eyes in surprise and said, "Didn't you say that negotiations are meaningless? Why don't you talk about it if you don't make sense? Don't worry, we Chinese people are in love with each other and I am willing to discuss business. If you don't want it, naturally some people are willing. Haha, I won't force it."

A hint of anger flashed in Mojilian's eyes, but a smile on his face said, "I thought about it carefully just now, and I think the conditions you put forward by Lord Fang are not unacceptable. We should sit down and talk about this in detail. What should Lord Fang think about it?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Then the national master should pay attention to his attitude. You must know that this is not the same as before, and now it is no longer the time for you Turkic people to decide. Don't act like a little man and turn your head and leave. You are a Turkic national master and you are still acting coquettish like a little girl. Do you think it's interesting?"

Mo Jilian was so angry that he almost exploded when he heard this. He was acting cute, acting cute, and getting angry. Can't this bastard say a few nice words?

As soon as the negotiations resumed, Fang Zheng was not polite and directly put forward his own conditions.

"First, pay for the money!" When Fang Zheng said the first condition, his expression on his face was fierce, like a bandit leader who occupied the mountain and was king, extorting ransom.

Mo Ji was stunned and asked subconsciously: "How much does it pay?"

Fang Zheng gave him a finger: "Ten million taels!"

Mojilian was furious again: "Why don't you go and grab it? Where did I get so much money from the Turks?"

Fang Zheng said with ease: "I also know that 10 million taels is not a small amount. You Turks cannot afford such silver. But only by giving can you gain something. Just imagine, when the grasslands are in winter, everything will be destroyed, people have no food, and horses have no grass. What do you use to fight Mochukhan? But if I had the food, forage, weapons, your soldiers and war horses provided to you, and you had enough food and drink, holding up extremely sharp weapons and killing into Mochukhan's tent. Haha, Master of the National Master, wouldn't it be easy to wipe out Mochukhan? Ten million taels of silver can help you get rid of your big troubles. It's really a discount. Where can you find such a beautiful thing? If I were you, I would have been secretly happy."

Mojilian frowned and said, "The conditions you have raised are too high, we Turks cannot afford to leave."

Fang Zheng was unmoved at all: "If you don't have money, you can use your good horses, cattle, sheep, and leather goods instead. If it really doesn't work, you won't think of other ways? You're stupid!"

Mojilian said angrily: "What else can I do? You are like a group of blood-sucking leeches!"

Fang Zheng smiled and pointed his hand north and said, "You can go and steal others. Anyway, this is your old job, but you don't come and rob us Huachao, otherwise we will turn our backs and turn around and form an alliance with Datata."

Mojilian blurted out in anger and said, "Besides robbing you, who else can we Turks rob?"

Fang Zheng was unhappy when he heard this: "Why did you Turks use our Huachao as an ATM? If you lack money, come and get some. Our Huachao attacked you? Why don't you look far? There are many neighboring countries, right? Are you not the Uighurs, Dashi, and Tiel all ideal targets for robbery? Why are you staring at our Huachao?"

The country's negotiations were inciting Moji to rob in order to make money. Even the target of the robbery was kindly provided by him. He had to admit that this man was simply a despicable and immoral combination. Mojilian stared at Fang Zheng with gritted teeth, wishing he could split him into two pieces with one knife.

"Those countries have no money or food. What's the use of robbing?" Despite his anger, Mojilian had to continue talking to him.

Fang Zheng became energetic when he mentioned robbing money. He stood up and excitedly heard this and said, "You are stupid, lead troops to fight. Let me tell you, the treasury of those countries must be without money, but there are many rich people in the people. Have you ever heard of the saying that hiding wealth from the people? Go and loot them all, and then give me the money. I will give you the food, forage, and weapons you need. Then you continue to rob... In such a virtuous cycle, we can achieve a win-win situation. Hello, I am too..."

Mo Jilian's eyes were straightened when he heard this, and he smacked his lips. He suddenly felt something was wrong. Isn't it about an alliance with Hua Chao now? Why did he feel like he was talking to a bandit leader about robbery and dirt?

Even Wei Chengde and Feng Qiudao, who were sitting aside, couldn't help but frown. Lord Fang incited the Turks to rob other neighboring countries. This matter was about to spread. Isn't the good reputation of communion with all countries with benevolence and etiquette that the Chinese Dynasty has upheld for hundreds of years, and has been destroyed by him alone?

Wei Chengde coughed and interrupted, "Mr. Fang, this... what you mentioned just now... rob, rob..." The old man read the books of sages throughout his life, and seemed very unfamiliar with the word robbery.

"Robbery." Fang Zheng kindly said for him, "What's wrong?"

"Ahem, yes, robbery... this... seems inappropriate?" Without caring about the Turkic envoy being by his side, Wei Chengde felt that if he did not stop this unrestrained Lord Fang, he would not know what he would have negotiated about this negotiation.

Fang Zheng said stunned: "What's wrong? We don't want to grab it ourselves."

As he said that, he turned his head and smiled kindly at Mojilian, blinked and said, "Our friendly Turkic Congress helped us grab it, right?"

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