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Chapter 366 The marriage of His Royal Highness the Princess of Spain!

Chapter 366 The marriage of His Highness the Spanish Princess!

"You...you..." His Excellency Macartney, an excellent diplomat who is known for his wisdom and intelligence in the Western diplomacy, had trembling fingers, straight eyes, trembling mouth, and legs like leaves falling in the wind. Now it is like an old hen with a hungry weasel that has appeared at the exit of his chicken coop halfway through the eggs.

"Can't you recognize me?" Liang Pengfei's smile gradually faded away, and instead he looked sad. "I really didn't expect that you couldn't remember who I am."

"Liang Pengfei!" Next to him, Sidangdong's voice was like the rooster whose throat had just been cut off, hoarse and sad.

"That's right, Mr. Sidangdong, it's hard for you to call my name. It seems that our friendship is indeed long-lasting." Liang Pengfei looked happy and stepped forward and held Sidangdong's hand and shook it up and down. Although Sidangdong was so scared by his actions that he retreated repeatedly, the problem was that his hand strength was not the same level as Liang Pengfei.

"When will the sir have friendship with this British? And it's still a long and profound..." Sun Shijie, who was standing not far behind, had the urge to hit the mast with his head.

"Van Persie, Villa, you two liars, bastards. I swear, even if I go to hell, I will never let you go! May the evil ghosts of hell be entangled in your dreams forever." Major General Ford seemed a little uneasy after awakening from the shock, and used vicious words to swear an extremely resentful curse at the two Westerners who led him to this warship.

"Enough!" At this time, Monk Chen, who followed Liang Pengfei forward, shouted angrily, and the shouting of a lion and tiger instantly stuffed Macartney and others' anger and curse back into their throats.

"Your Highness, the Head of State, will represent the Chinese Federation and accept your surrender. Your Ambassador, and you, dear general, please pay attention to your demeanor." Van Persie was not filled with anger or dissatisfaction, and the expression on her face was not moved at all, as if she had expected such a result.

Next to him, Villa looked resentful, waved his arms, and retorted angrily: "You idiots, why bother with you if we want to hand you over to the Qing people? You must know that the respected head of state is not only the supreme commander of our coalition, but his generosity and generosity have won the friendship and respect of all of us. Please do not anger him. Otherwise, you will be the fruits that the head of state can easily pick from in the pitiful colonies in the East."

Villa's words calmed down the British and all of them fell on Liang Pengfei's body.

Liang Pengfei smiled and looked at Villa meaningfully, which made Villa's heart pound. He quickly looked away. Liang Pengfei then retracted his sharp gaze and turned to face the British people who represented the British colonial fleet of the East India Company. "Mr. Villa was wrong. I have always been very peaceful. Just like now, I would rather accept your surrender than see someone continue to bleed. This is a good proof." Liang Pengfei raised his arm and waved it, his expression seemed solemn and solemn, and his eyes were so sad and pity, just as if he was the saint Moses who protected and looked for paradise for the Lambs.

What was received was the eyeballs of the ground and countless rolls of eyes, many of which came from his subordinates. "This is really too hypocritical. May God forgive the lying sinners, Amen..." Sister Maria expressed her opinion in a low voice to Pan Bingjie beside her. This time, Pan Bingjie did not fold the table with her as usual, and nodded in agreement. Indeed, this sentence was like a beast that had just swallowed a prey's thigh, and after satisfyingly filling her, she wiped the blood from her mouth and told the other prey that it was actually a vegetarian.

Macartney looked at the general of the Guangdong Navy Humen Town, Liang Pengfei, the head of the Chinese Federation. After several contacts with the young Chinese general, the group of British men had already learned how blood-devouring and cruel and cunning General Liang was.

However, they really did not expect that Liang Pengfei would come together with the Western colonists and plot against the British, not only embezzling the richest and most vast colonies in the East, but also swallowing the entire British East India Company colonial fleet.

"I know, you must have a lot of doubts and conjectures in your heart. However, Dear Ambassador, now is not the time to say these things. Don't forget that you are coming with the fate of more than 10,000 outstanding British soldiers. Of course, I can assure you one thing that I will not hand over you and any British prisoners of war trapped in Kowloon Bay to the Qing government for handling. I can swear to God about this!" Liang Pengfei cleared his throat, raised his left hand seriously, and saw that the eyes of those British people were a little wrong. Oh, wrong, Liang Pengfei quickly changed to his right hand. He smiled embarrassedly: "Apologize, because I have always kept my oaths very much, so I don't swear often."

Wu Qianjin, whose face was as thick as pig liver, held his head and hit the ship's side upstairs. Because Liang Pengfei's current performance reminded him of Major General Liang's first battle. When he persuaded the Spaniards to surrender, he was also talking nonsense like he is now.

"General Liang, oh no, Master, you are actually a Catholic." Macartney looked disbelieving.

"Of course, he is a devout believer, and I can testify for this." A crisp and pleasant female voice rang in everyone's ears, attracting everyone's eyes. Sister Maria, who had been covering her face with the cap cover, finally lifted the black cap cover.

The beautiful and pure face like an angel almost made almost all men who saw her appearance clearly for the first time feel dizzy. Her temperament was as noble and graceful as a princess, as if she was not stepping on the deck of a hideous giant ship, but the tall hall covered with long Persian carpets. She was not a testimony for someone, but a fact to declare to her subjects.

It seemed that even the sun in the world was shining for her at this moment. In short, this perfect appearance shocked everyone present. Villa and a group of Spanish men humbly took off their hats and bent down, and extended their most devout greetings to His Royal Highness, the eldest princess of the Spanish king.

"Your Highness, Princess." Macartney covered his face in disbelief, his eyes widened like the blistered goldfish, his mouth was so wide that it could be stuffed into a pair of broken shoes.

"That's right, this is the treasure of His Majesty Carlos IV, the most respected and noble king of our Kingdom of Spain. His Highness Carlotta Joaquina, the most beautiful princess in the Kingdom of Spain." Villa was like a broadcaster standing on the stage, with a long and fancy tone, reminding people of the noise seabird.

"British envoy George Macartney greets you, His Highness, the noble Princess." Macartney was the first British man to wake up and salute Maria.

"You know me." A faint dizzy appeared on Maria's pretty face, but this could not hide her surprise.

"Of course, a few years ago, I met the respected King of Spain and was invited to attend the birthday party held by His Majesty the King, the noble and beautiful eldest princess. I still remember that when you appeared on the balcony on the second floor in a beautiful water blue silk dress, all the gentlemen and ladies who participated in the banquet were fascinated by your beauty and charm."

"Thank you for your praise. I really didn't expect that you still remember the color of the long skirt I wore at my 14th birthday party. Oh, I myself feel that it seems like centuries have passed. My dear father introduced me to countless guests that day, but failed to recognize you as soon as possible. This is really an embarrassing thing..." When Maria faced these British people, she seemed to have changed.

The young nun who was always fighting with Pan Bingjie and was always fascinated by Liang Pengfei's sweet words disappeared. He was replaced by His Royal Highness, a noble princess with a noble birth and elegant manners. Although she was still wearing an ordinary nun's robe, she was all impressed by her temperament.

"How come this girl looks like this? Humph, she pretends to be quite capable." Pan Bingjie curled her lips disdainfully and whispered to Shi Xianggu beside her.

"Little girl, what are you jealous? You have to know that she is a princess after all. I heard her say that those court etiquette trainings are enough to drive people crazy. Why, you want to learn too." Shi Xianggu turned her face and saw Pan Bingjie's eyes that almost spit out the fire, and couldn't help but smile.

"Tsk, I won't learn it. My husband once said that our Chinese etiquette is more profound and profound. It would be great if we can learn it well. Western etiquette is just for that little girl to learn it..."

Just as the two were whispering, Maria walked to Liang Pengfei, and her beautiful eyes, which seemed to be as blue as the clearest sea water, looked at Liang Pengfei. The sweetness and love that was revealed from it could be felt even by a blind man.
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