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Rosin charcoal fire, copper pot mountain spring.

The water boils, the pot rises, and the tea is brewed.

In the ancient stone pavilion, the fragrance of tea lingers. Light yellow tea flows out from the gap in the tureen, clear and translucent, and falls into the tea cup. The water drops splash and the aroma is overflowing.

The burnt aroma of rosin blends perfectly with the fragrance of tea leaves to form a unique charcoal roasted tea aroma.

The hand of the tea maker has clear joints, long and powerful, with wind, thunder, lightning and fire in its rise and fall, killing decisively, and in the blink of an eye it is as quiet as the sea, secretive and extremely restrained.

Looking up, the elegant eyebrows are full of majesty, and the piercing eyes are calm and majestic, as if there is the sun rising behind him, and the brilliance is so brilliant that it is difficult to look directly at him.

This handsome and elegant face, yet without losing the majesty of an emperor, is exactly what women around the world are enthusiastically seeking out for their "grand face." Its essence is just four words - domineering president.

In comparison, the young man sitting opposite seemed a bit mediocre, even vulgar.

The height of 1.7 meters is not short, but it is a bit short compared to the altitude of 1.85 meters. Although his appearance is fair, with a mouth and a nose, he is ordinary and unremarkable.

Only those eyes were bright and sharp, looking like a wolf or an eagle, and they were not inferior to the opponent at all. Even if you look closely, you can still feel that it is overpowering the opponent.

"With tea."

The middle-aged emperor put down his tea bowl and made an inviting gesture toward the young prime minister opposite the stone table.

If it were anyone else at this moment, and the world-class domineering president personally made tea and served it in front of him, he would definitely be flattered and wish he could kneel down and kowtow, weeping in gratitude.

But as a double dragon knight who has ridden a dragon and ridden a dragon, what big scene has he not seen? He had already tried the Mother of Dragons' kneeling and licking, and a rookie who was not ranked among the top ten on the heavenly list was nothing at all.

Chen Xing picked up the tea cup, hesitated for a few seconds, lowered his head, blew the hot air, took a sip, then looked at the other party and said slowly, "Your Majesty Shenshan, although I drank your tea..."

"but…"

"I will not put your princess back until the war is over." Zhao Yuankai had a vein on his forehead and an angry look on his face. He almost crushed the tea cup in his hand, but he quickly calmed down and restrained his expression. Angry, he took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and said pleasantly, "I invite you to this time."

, not for the personal love of the children, but for the future of the mainland. "

Chen Xing did not take over the topic, but said calmly, "But you don't need to worry. I, Chen Er... no, I, Chen Xing, keep my word. As long as you cooperate well, I will definitely return the treasure to Zhao."

He bit the word "perfect" very hard, as if emphasizing some of the worst possibilities.

The expression on Zhao Yuankai's face was almost unbearable. He clenched his fists tightly under the tea table, wanting to burst out on the spot and slap the opponent's head to pieces.

But his reason was telling him that he must not do this. Not only was his youngest daughter still in the hands of the other party, but the fate of the fourth prince Malan not long ago was also vivid in his mind.

His expression at this moment was like that of a mountain monkey whose **** were pinched. He was in pain but did not dare to move rashly.

He took a deep breath again, calmed down, as if he didn't understand what the other person just said, looked at the other person, and said seriously, "Well, I'll have something to say directly."

"I came today to ask your Excellency, Prime Minister..." Zhao Yuankai paused, lowered his voice, and said in a very solemn tone, "Can we spare the main force of the Saudi Kingdom in the subsequent war?"

"Let them return to the desert and maintain the military balance of the Red Earth Continent."

Chen Xing couldn't help but frown, "This doesn't seem to be within our agreement, right?"

The request made by the other party is not only excessive, it is simply wishful thinking and nonsense.

Although he wanted to ask whether the other party had water in his head, he still maintained the restraint required in a diplomatic situation and did not further expand the conflict.

Not only would he not let go of the main force of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, he would pursue them fiercely and annihilate them all in the central wilderness at all costs.

If nothing else, once the main force of the Saudi Arabian army returns to the desert, it will be like a fish in water. The mobility of camels in the desert terrain is far better than that of vehicles. It will be several times more difficult to attack again.

"It is indeed not within the scope of the agreement, but I still hope that you can take the overall situation into consideration and have more long-term considerations for the future of the Red Earth Continent." Zhao Yuankai said in a very sincere tone.

"You want me to let the tiger go home?" Chen Xing tilted his neck, with an expression on his face as if he was looking at a fool. "To be honest, if I agreed to you, I would probably have water in my head." He scolded the other person in a roundabout way.

"The Kingdom of Sha destroyed my city and slaughtered millions of my people. If these blood feuds are not avenged, where is the justice of heaven!"

"Where is the justice!"

"Where is the majesty of my kingdom!"

Chen Xing's words are sonorous, vigorous and powerful, with a righteous and awe-inspiring style.

"You are right, debts must be repaid, and murder must be repaid with life. The perpetrators should pay the corresponding price." Faced with Chen Xing's attack, Zhao Yuankai calmly stroked his neatly trimmed beard and said slowly, "But …”

"If you are working for big things, you should not give in to the small details. You should take a longer view."

"Maintaining the military balance on the mainland is conducive to the stability of the situation." Zhao Yuankai said.

"I think it's to maintain the psychological balance of your Qing country, right?" Chen Xing sneered.

Zhao Yuankai nodded in disbelief, "You should know that no country in the world wants to see an overly powerful red country."

Chen Xing shook his head and mocked, "Weak people should find the reason from themselves."

Zhao Yuankai did not pick up the topic and instead said, "I heard that you plan to run for chairman of the Human Survival Committee?"

Chen Xing frowned slightly. The person who revealed this news was probably none other than his master, Guardian Lumsden.

He looked at the other party expressionlessly, neither denying nor admitting.

"If you don't answer, I'll take it as your acquiescence." Zhao Yuankai said, and then showed a meaningful smile, "If you want to get the vote from the sacred mountain, you should do as I say."

"That's impossible!" Chen Xing shook his head and said. Qingguo's vote is of course important, but it must be based on the premise of letting the tiger return to the mountains, so it's okay not to.

"If the Prime Minister can be compassionate and spare the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, Saladin IX will definitely repay his kindness and give you his vote."

"In this way, the consensus of the three kingdoms of the Red Earth Continent is equivalent to winning half of the world's votes." Zhao Yuankai said seductively.

Chen Xing narrowed his eyes slightly. Two key votes can indeed solve many problems, but...

He hesitated for a few seconds, looked at the other party again, and said, "I advise you not to think too much."

"I'm afraid that if I agree to this condition, I, the prime minister, will be guillotined by the people of my country before the war is over."

"The people can carry the boat, but they can also capsize it. As a king, you should understand this truth."

"We can talk about everything else, but the revenge for the massacre in Baihu City..." Chen Xing put down the tea cup heavily, and the tea splashed out, "The debt must be paid with blood!" "Otherwise, I can't explain it to anyone." After saying that, Chen Xing Get up and leave.