Chapter 245: Cursing in the Village
The words "polite", "courteous", and "generous" circled around Fan Xian's head for a few weeks before suddenly shattering, making him see stars.
What the hell are you doing!!!
The leader of the Northern Qi side was also thrown off guard by Xin Qiwu's sudden shout. He instantly lost his composure and roared, shaking his hands.
“That’s our territory!”
Xin Qiwu sneered, with a rich expression and exaggerated gestures, full of sarcasm.
"Your territory, return your territory? Bah! Now it's our territory! If you want it back, send troops to fight us!
How about this, I'll announce that the negotiations will be suspended and we'll continue after the fight between the two countries is over. Do you want to do it or not?"
The leader of Northern Qi was shaking with anger, and the finger he was pointing at Xin Qiwu was shaking like he had Parkinson's disease.
"You, you, you are so vulgar!!!"
The others couldn't help it either.
"It's really vulgar, what you said is really shameless!"
"That's right, it's really too much!"
"It's just nonsense!"
Mei Cheng'an slammed the table and couldn't help but yell.
"Shut up! Is it your turn to speak? What are you barking about? Do you dare to answer our Lord Xin's question? If you don't dare to answer, then shut up!"
The people of Northern Qi were scolded so harshly that they were so angry that their beards were puffed and their eyes were glaring, their faces as black as ink.
They could never have imagined that the young man who had the calmest eyes and the best appearance during the eye contact segment could speak so violently and vulgarly!
Is there no scholar in the Honglu Temple of Qing State? Why do they all have the spirit of gangsters?
What a dog barking... it's so disrespectful!!!
I may be complaining in my heart, but I dare not say anything. It is impossible to answer. If Northern Qi can still fight, why would I ask for peace?
Xin Qiwu turned sideways and silently gave Mei Chengan a thumbs up, then made a few faces and continued to scold the opposite side.
"I have seen through your faces a long time ago..."
……
After half an hour of psychological warfare in the morning, Qing State won a great victory, and directly criticized Northern Qi for being autistic, and they all left with dark faces.
At lunch time, Mei Chengan, Xin Qiwu and Fan Xian found a nearby restaurant.
I wanted to ask Wang Sicheng to join the other two, but they declined. The two of them brought their own food, and Wang Sicheng went home.
The restaurant was chosen by Xin Qiwu, who said the food was good. There were people playing music in the restaurant, and it wasn't too crowded, so it was quite quiet.
Several people walked up the stairs, and Mei Chengan flattered them casually.
"Lord Xin, you really showed your might this morning. The Northern Qi people were almost stunned."
Xin Qiwu in front of him sneered when he heard this.
"That group of people are just chickens and dogs, they are not worth a single blow. Cheng'an, I'm not bragging to you, I haven't even used 30% of my strength this morning."
As they were talking, the three of them went to the third floor and, led by the waiter, walked to a private room facing the street.
Mei Cheng'an gave Xin Qiwu a thumbs up.
"Lord Xin is mighty!"
Xin Qiwu smiled complacently.
"Hey, Cheng'an, your shout this morning was just right. The tacit understanding between us is amazing."
Mei Chengan smiled.
"They still want to use their numbers to bully the minority. How can I agree to that? We must make them shut up."
"well done!"
"Haha, I should."
Mei Cheng'an and Xin Qiwu were chatting and laughing, while Fan Xian was silent. He had not yet recovered from the shock of the morning.
After entering the box, the three of them took their seats.
Mei Chengan and Fan Xian sat on one side, and Xin Qiwu sat opposite them.
After ordering some of the restaurant's signature dishes, Xin Qiwu ordered a pot of Dongding Oolong tea. After the waiter left, he said to the two of them.
"We have to continue our conversation in the afternoon, so we won't drink. Do you two have any objections?"
Mei Chengan smiled.
"Master Xin is right. Negotiations are important. Just drink tea."
Xin Qiwu looked at Fan Xian again.
Fan Xian exclaimed.
"I can do it."
The tea was served quickly, and Xin Qiwu picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Mei Chengan and Fan Xian respectively.
Picking up the teacup and about to say a few words, Xin Qiwu suddenly tilted his ear to listen, put down the teacup and called out "waiter".
After waiting for a while without any response, Xin Qiwu sighed and smiled apologetically at the two of them. "Wait for me for a moment, I'll ask them to change the song, this one is too indecent."
Without waiting for Mei Cheng'an and Fan Xian to nod, Xin Qiwu stood up and left the box.
The "indecent" that Xin Qiwu mentioned did not mean vulgarity. At least Mei Chengan felt quite happy and festive when hearing it.
Fan Xian felt the same way as him, so he was a little confused.
"Why is this song indecent?"
Mei Chengan shrugged.
"You don't understand, the rhythm is too cheerful, and scholars like to listen to the kind of music with a very slow rhythm and the kind of music that is soft and decadent."
As he was speaking, the music in his ears changed, becoming a slow, light and melodious melody.
"Look at it."
"..."
Fan Xian rolled his eyes.
"It's worse than what happened just now. It'll make people fall asleep again."
Mei Chengan laughed.
"You are just a vulgar person, not worthy of being in a refined place."
Fan Xian snorted.
"I am a layman to begin with. Anyone who wants to go to that elegant place can go there."
The song changed, and Xin Qiwu came back soon, singing the first line as soon as he entered the room.
"This song is just right, it's most suitable for scholars like me!"
The two looked at each other, Mei Cheng'an curled the corners of his mouth, while Fan Xian's mouth twitched.
After the three of them clinked glasses and took a sip each, Fan Xian put down his cup and asked.
"Master Xin, were we too ostentatious during the negotiation just now?"
Xin Qiwu was stunned when he heard this, put down the teacup and said blankly.
"Too ostentatious? Uh... okay, Cheng'an, what do you think?"
Mei Chengan put down the teacup and said calmly.
"How can this be called being flamboyant? This is called striking first to gain the upper hand, and striking later to suffer. If you don't suppress them first, how can you ask for too much later?"
Xin Qiwu uttered a sound.
"That's right, that's the truth! When two armies are fighting, you must first seize their momentum and disrupt their morale. This is the strategy, you have to be strong!"
Fan Xian glanced at his fellow villager who had no bottom line, and looked at Xin Qiwu.
"I understand this principle, but this wording... didn't Lord Xin say that we should show the demeanor of a great country?"
Mei Chengan corrected him.
"That's called the magnanimity of a great country. Can you please stop changing the words?"
"..."
Fan Xian looked at his fellow villager speechlessly. Is this the point?
Xin Qiwu was afraid that the two would start arguing again, so he spoke quickly.
"Lord Fan, this is the case. Look, the soldiers fought bravely at the front and finally won the battle. If we don't act strong, we will be letting these soldiers down. What do you think, Lord Fan?"
"..."
Fan Xian felt that Xin Qiwu didn't understand his question at all.
"I know what Lord Xin said. It is true that we should be strong. The point is not why we should be strong.
I mean, are our words too...oh, how to describe it, it's like swearing in the streets of the village.
Of course, it's not that exaggerated, it's just... not advanced enough, don't we have any professional diplomatic rhetoric or something?"
Xin Qiwu was completely confused.
"Professional diplomatic language? Why?"
Mei Cheng'an burst into laughter. As a modern person, he has seen many high-level and impressive speeches made by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in the international arena.
It is normal to suddenly experience the world's street-scolding diplomacy and feel that it is extremely low.
However, although Qing Kingdom is indeed a big country now, it has not yet caught up in the field of culture and governance.
Seeing the two people looking at him in confusion, Mei Cheng'an stopped smiling and looked at Fan Xian.
"How do you think the diplomatic rhetoric of the Northern Qi delegation compares to ours?"
……
It’s too late, that’s all.
(End of this chapter)
