I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

Nikolay Navic was overjoyed and happily asked the attendant to put the wine away.

The best Eugenie wine, and it is still 68 years old, there will be huge room for appreciation in the future.

Xia Zhixin smiled and said, "I never thought that Pushkin was your classmate. I always feel that he is a character who lives in the history books, and you are standing in front of me."

Nikolaevitch also said with emotion: "At that time, we were not only classmates, but also best friends. His death made me depressed for a long time. You don't know, in that era, French men were women in our country. The stars we chase, they represent elegance and romance..."

None of the diplomats' words were nonsense, and Xia Zhixin immediately understood the meaning of the words.

Chapter 806 I Have Talked With Your Governor

Nikolai Navich was just now delighted to have a collection of chewing wines made by the former French queen, and Pushkin himself was admired for being able to write poetry in both Russian and French...

For these Russian post-00s, Meifa is almost engraved in their genes.

But times have changed.

Xia Zhixin said: "In the eyes of us Ming people, France, which relies on usury to obtain influence that does not match its national strength, is nothing more than a group of parasites."

"But compared to the Germans, we have at least a mature history of cooperation with France." Nikolay Navic took a sip of the coffee served by the waiter and said seemingly casually.

"Are you referring to the story about Napoleon forcing Tsar Alexander I to sign the Treaty of Tilsit on a raft after killing 2.5 Russian troops with cannons?" Xia Zhixin laughed.

Nicholas Navich did not feel ashamed at all, but raised his eyebrows and said: "At least, our Tsar and Napoleon are sitting on the bamboo raft, while the King of Prussia can only wander anxiously on the river bank, waiting for the fate."

"However, the French proved not to be a reliable ally."

Xia Zhixin said, "As far as I know, Napoleon's plan to invade India via Persia and Afghanistan, and join forces with you in India, ended without a problem. Then, they fell into the arms of the British and beat Russia in Crimea... ... beat up your Rakshasa nation."

Speaking of this period of history, Nikolai Navic closed his eyes in pain: "There are no permanent friends between countries..."

He was serving as ambassador in Vienna when the Crimean War broke out.

He still remembers the time when he was surrounded by enemies.

"But there are no permanent enemies, are there?"

Xia Zhixin smiled.

“A country does not have permanent friends, only permanent interests”

The guy who said this famous remark was one of the masterminds of the Crimean War, the British Prime Minister at the time, and the British Foreign Secretary Henry John Temple Palmerston who launched the Opium War twice at the same time.

Admittedly, an overly flexible foreign policy is not advisable for a country, especially a big country that aims to maintain regional hegemony.

But in terms of a longer space-time dimension, what he said is not wrong.

Nikolaevich stood up abruptly, looking at Xia Zhixin with burning eyes, "You Khitan..."

"It's Daming, Daming!" Xia Zhixin corrected.

"Yes, it's Daming!"

Nikolay Navic nodded, "How big is your Ming's appetite? Is Eurasia enough to accommodate us, Rome, and your Ming?"

"First of all, Mr. Grand Duke, you made a mistake."

Xia Zhixin turned a blind eye to Nikolay Navic's sudden and aggressive leaning forward, and still sat on the chair leisurely.

"Our Chinese nation is a peace-loving nation, and the Fourth Ming Empire is a peace-loving empire."

"Since Emperor Dewu raised the banner of righteousness in the Northern Yin Dynasty, my Ming Dynasty has only done righteous things, only fought righteous wars, punished the people and punished crimes, and upheld justice."

"The way of heaven is good, and China has principles that must be extended. People follow suit, and everyone will take revenge."

"If it is said that you are famous for wielding Master Junbao, then every inch of land I have acquired since Ming Dynasty is reasonable and legal, in line with morality and right of claim, you can check it out!"

"In short, there is no such thing as what you said, what appetite does Ming have for the territory!"

"Our Daming doesn't love land, and His Majesty Zhu Fugui has no interest in land! He often said that his happiest time was when he was in the Prada Coal Mine and carried out the organic fuel space transfer project with his friends!"

……

Listening to the sentence that the translator was trying to translate while wiping his sweat with an expression of [Sa Beining.jpg], Nikolay Navic rolled his eyes.

Although there are no detailed statistics, the current territory of Ming Dynasty is at least more than 3000 million square kilometers, approaching or even surpassing the territory of the British Empire in its heyday. It can be called the largest empire in human history.

Then you told me that Zhu Fugui, the tyrant who killed a thousand swords, didn't love the land?

If possible, Grand Duke Nikolai Navic really wanted to kill the academic bureaucrat in front of him with a sip of espresso.

Do not!

It should be called a school stick!

He finally realized that if he still wanted to negotiate on the sidelines, he would definitely not be able to take advantage of it.

Of course, all of this is also because of the current comparison of the strengths of the two countries.

In terms of strategic needs, because Ming is more eager to restore the land trade route to Europe, so to a certain extent, Ming is indeed the party that hopes to end the confrontation as soon as possible.

As for Tsarist Russia, the place that should be lost is actually almost lost.

It's like retail investors who are more than 40% deeply trapped. In fact, they usually choose to lie down and stay still, and they are determined not to cut their flesh.

The driving force behind their peace talks with Daming was that they actually acquired a big bull stock called East Rome with the remaining idle funds.

Seeing the unlimited potential of this stock, Tsarist Russia naturally moved to cut meat and adjust positions, making up for losses in the east, stud Roman's mind.

If a real peace treaty can be signed with the Ming people, Tsarist Russia will be able to withdraw at least 150 million troops from Central Asia, Transcaucasus, and the Ural Mountains.

With these 150 million troops, whether it is defending Germany's eastward advance, suppressing the imminent movement of the Poles, or quelling domestic dissatisfaction, or even occupying Asia Minor, entering the Balkans, and then annexing Greece, the Tsarist Russian government will be able to handle it with ease. much.

"According to tradition, you Khitan...you Ming are the successors of the territory of the Mongolian Yuan Empire, and we Luo...our Kievan Rus is the successor of the territory of the Golden Horde, so the natural border between our two countries is on the line of the Yenisei River !"

Nikolai Navic quoted himself and Alexander II's psychological price.

Seeing this Grand Duke Maozi skillfully jumping back and forth between Dongluo Zhengtong and the Mongolian successor of the Golden Tent, Xia Zhixin laughed, and Zhao Xizhu and Liu Jintang beside him also laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

Nikolai Navic spread his hands, "What's wrong, we can talk slowly!"

Clang!

Liu Jintang suddenly pulled out his saber, and the Russian guards in shorts also quickly pulled out their Roman daggers.

Immediately afterwards, the military officers of Daming Honglu Temple also drew out their ritual knives one after another.

The scene where they were chatting happily a second ago suddenly became tense.

The instigator, Liu Jintang, didn't care about the tense atmosphere at all. He raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at the uncertain fire.

Under the illumination of the flames, everyone clearly found that it was a Slavic officer's saber with a distinctive style.

Liu Jintang read the inscription on it in jerky Russian: "The Saber of the Governor of Irkutsk, Great Russian Empire - Cast in Minsk in 1833."

"Mr. Grand Duke, if my understanding of your Mao ... and your Luo Ziguo system is not wrong, the Yenisei Province where the Yenisei River is located in your mouth is under the jurisdiction of the Governor of Irkutsk, right? "

Liu Jintang sneered and inserted the saber back into his waist.

"If it's the Yenisei River, about a year and a half ago, I had already talked with the governor in my own way. Before he died, he said that the Yenisei River and the Yenisei tribes are An undisputed part of the Ming Empire, so we don't need to talk about it today!"

Chapter 807

At the moment when Liu Jintang drew his sword out of its sheath, and the opposite bear-like Nikolai Navic was panic-stricken, Xia Zhixin even had a sense of seeing Yuan Benchu, a young man, drawing his sword in front of Dong Zhuo and shouting "My sword is not bad".

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

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

Of course, Liu Jintang took the route of cannon axiom and came to the conclusion that Yenisei is the homeland of China.

But even if you take the cultural route, saying that Yenisei is the hometown of Ming Dynasty is not a problem at all.

Leaving aside the legal system of the Mongolian Yuan side, the Yenisei language used in the Yenisei region is considered linguistically as an intermediate branch between North American Indian and Chinese.

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

In order to completely form a logical closed loop on this point academically, the Yenisei language, an intermediate language with the characteristics of both Chinese and Indian languages, is naturally the best evidence.

By studying the Yenisei language, it is natural to draw the conclusion that the Huaxia and Yin people must have a common ancestor.

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

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

At this moment, the two sides were at war, and sparks seemed to be erupting in the air.

As if a careless, a negotiation will turn into a firefight.

Fortunately, at this time, Queen Elizabeth, who had never had a sense of presence, acted as a peacemaker and spoke out.

"Dear guests, it's getting late. I have prepared a sumptuous dinner for you all. Let's talk after you enjoy it!"

The Ming and Russian parties also took advantage of this opportunity to put their swords into their sheaths, and each snorted coldly to show the hostess a face.

The level of the Hungarian cook is not bad, barely falling into the name of Zhu Xia Yuanfang.

Especially the Hungarian beef soup and the most famous potato goulash, which make people feel extremely satisfied in the cold autumn.

After eating and drinking enough, neither the Ming delegation nor the Russian delegation had any intention of relaxing. They all gathered at the negotiating table again and started a new round of verbal confrontation.

Difficult negotiations, especially those involving their respective core interests, are never completed overnight, and it is normal for them to last for several days.

If one party agrees to all the conditions after three times, five times and two divisions, the other party will doubt the sincerity of the other party.

The treaty obtained in that way is no different from the waste paper in the latrine, which is to be torn up.

On the contrary, the floor is full of cigarette butts, the room is smoky, there is a long silence, or constant noise, slapping the table, staring.

Even an uneducated guy like the U.S. emperor likes to origami airplanes or balls of paper to hit the other party's negotiators when the negotiations are at an impasse.

These are the norms of good faith negotiations.

And this time, whether it's Ming Dynasty or Russia, neither side really wants to fight anymore, and both sides are sincere.

……

Back then, Zhu Fugui, Abdullah and King William I conducted the Three Emperors negotiations in Xinhu. 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 that has its own calculations like the division of interests in India, because it is basically discussing interests that have no shadow at all, everyone has made room for each other and signed their names quickly.

All in all, the negotiation lasted only four hours, and there was not much verbal battle, but the three monarchs were exhausted.

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

This is doomed, this negotiation is a contest of brainpower, willpower, and physical strength.

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

The negotiating line is also rapidly rushing away to Moscow.

Negotiating this kind of thing is essentially the same as bargaining with street vendors.

Pay attention to a wild asking price, and pay back the money when you land.

When Grand Duke Nikolai Navich proposed that the first border between the two countries was the Yenisei River, not Lake Baikal, let alone the so-called "Amur River" that is Heilongjiang, it has actually exposed the cruelty of Tsarist Russia. .

They don't even have the guts to ask for prices, so why can they take the initiative in negotiating?

According to the "Moscow News" afterwards:

On the first day, the smug Grand Duke Nicholas Navic was discussing the ownership of the Yenisei River Basin with the despicable Khitans;

On the second day, Grand Duke Nicholas Navic, who was in his hands, was discussing with the greedy Khitans the feasibility of using the Ob River as the border between the two countries;

On the third day, the exhausted Grand Duke Nikolai Navic was negotiating with the domineering Ming people about the possibility of building the Great Wall on the Ural Mountains;

On the fourth day, the shameless and incompetent traitor Nikolai Navich 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 on the Don River Plain!

……

Of course, the actual negotiation will not be so smooth.

"No, absolutely not!"

Grand Duke Nicholas Navic was angry, but growled wearily: "Whether it is the Volga River or the Don River, it is our Rome... It is the traditional territory of our Slavs. How could it be possible to delineate half or 1/3 for you? Khitan people! You know, it’s only 950 kilometers from Volgograd to Moscow!”

"It is only over 1000 kilometers from Samarkand, the capital of Western Chu, to the Volga River!"

Xia Zhixin did not show any weakness, "The 7th Mixed Brigade of the King of Chu, and the 75th and 77th Armored Divisions of the Daming Shenzhou Commander Division, can use the water of the Volga River to clean the tracks of the tanks in just half a month!"