Great Warlord: The Second Ancestor of the Empire

When Vladimir III heard Zydlovsky's words, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

However, in the end, nothing was said.

He wanted to refute, but his reason told him that what Zydlovsky said was right.

Seeing Vladimir hesitate to speak, Zheidlovsky nodded secretly.

"Your Majesty, do you want to say that it is precisely because of the gap between us and the Budapest Republic that we need to launch a war now?"

"Lest the Budapest Republic become more powerful in the future?" Zydlovsky continued.

Hearing this, Vladimir nodded repeatedly.

"Actually, even if we launch a war now, our chances of winning are extremely slim. So we need allies."

"This Daxia is our best choice of ally." Zheidlovsky said.

"But didn't Daxia just agree to recognize the Republic of Budapest? Can they help us?" Vladimir said with some uncertainty.

"I don't know, so we need to confirm Daxia's attitude."

"I think that our interests are actually consistent with Daxia's. Daxia will not really do anything like recognize the Bupa Republic."

"Even if they admit it, they will definitely have their own considerations."

"So, I plan to go to Daxia again to ask Daxia what he thinks." Zydlovsky said calmly.

When Vladimir heard that Zydlovsky wanted to go to Bactria, he originally wanted to refuse.

He felt that Zydlovsky was too old, and now that he was being asked to run back and forth, Vladimir was worried that his body could not bear it.

However, he also understood that the only person in the entire Rakshasa Empire who was most familiar with Daxia was Zydlovsky. After all, Zydlovsky had served as the Consul General in Daxia for more than 20 years.

Therefore, this trip to the Great Summer could only be made by Zydlovsky.

Finally, Zheidlovsky boarded the train to Bactria.

After seven days of staggering, Zydlovsky finally arrived in the capital.

As soon as he got out of the car, Gu Xianzhi came up to him.

Gu Xianzhi was a little surprised. He did not expect that Zydlovsky, an old man in his seventies, would come back again.

And Gu Xianzhi is here entirely because he and Zydlovsky have been friends for many years.

"Welcome, my friend, we meet again." Seeing Zydlovsky, Gu Xianzhi immediately greeted him.

When Zheidlovsky saw Gu Xianzhi, he also had a smile on his face.

"My friend, we meet again." Zydlovsky said tiredly with a hint of joy.

"I want to see His Excellency the Prince, my friend, you have to help me."

When he heard Zydlovsky say this when they met, Gu Xianzhi was a little bit dumbfounded.

This old man is still the same as before, doing everything in a hurry.

"My friend, don't worry, I know the purpose of your coming, so I have made an appointment for you to meet in two days."

"You should rest for the next two days and find your state." Gu Xianzhi looked at Zydlovsky with a smile on his face.

Zydlovsky nodded. He was a genuine foreign affairs officer, so he could naturally keep his composure.

Besides, it was just a matter of waiting for two days. He could just use these two days to get a better understanding of what happened at that time.

After Gu Xianzhi sent Zheidlovsky to the Rakshasa Empire embassy, ​​he left directly.

The first thing Zydlovsky did when he came to the embassy was to call Kirov to find out what happened.

When Kirov saw that Zydlovsky was here, he did not dare to hide anything and quickly told everything he knew.

After listening to Kirov's description, Zydlovsky was suddenly speechless.

Is Kirov to blame for this? Of course, Kirov wanted to flatter Lin Yi and make Lin Yi disgusted, so Lin Yi said such things to Kirov without giving Kirov an explanation.

But if you want to say that the whole thing is Kirov's responsibility, and that he provoked the conflict between the Rakshasa Empire and Daxia, then Kirov is somewhat unfairly accused.

He doesn't have that much ability.

This matter is now obvious. Daxia must be planning something and wants to talk to the Rakshasa Empire.

But because Kirov, the consul general, was unreliable, Lin Yi was worried, so he chose to say some ambiguous words to alert the senior officials of the Rakshasa Empire to send someone over.

After thinking about this clearly, Zydlovsky also relaxed a lot.

However, although he felt a lot more relaxed, he also understood one thing: some incompetent people, no matter how hard their relationship is, cannot put them in too high a position.

Just like this Kirov.

No matter how good his relationship with Vladimir is, if he wants to enjoy happiness, he can at most arrange for him to be a consul in a region, but not the consul general of a country.

Otherwise, it would be too much of a delay.

After thinking about this matter, Zheidlovsky waved to Kirov and asked him to go back and pack his things first, and then leave Daxia with him and return to Yekaterinburg.

Upon hearing that he was going back to Yekaterinburg, Kirov couldn't help but tremble.

Seemingly seeing Kirov's fear, Zydlovsky couldn't help but comfort him. Tell him that the prince of Daxia just doesn't like his ability, but there are some things that need to be discussed with the empire.

Therefore, I said some harsh words to him and asked the empire to send him over to discuss with Daxia. So this matter actually has little to do with Kirov. It's just that the position of consul general will be replaced by another person in the future.

When Kirov heard Zydlovsky's words, he almost gave him a kiss.

Now Kirov has been frightened by this incident for a long time, and he is not willing to stay in Daxia at all.

Now he would rather Vladimir give him a sum of money and let him return to the countryside to become a rich farmer, rather than continue to stay in Daxia.

After appeasing Kirov, time soon came to meet Lin Yi on the third day.

At around ten o'clock in the morning that day, Gu Xianzhi drove to the gate of the Rakshasa Empire's embassy.

Not long after, Zydlovsky and Kirov walked out of the embassy.

Like a servant, Kirov first stuffed some gifts into the trunk of the car, then opened the door for Zydlovsky and personally escorted Zydlovsky into the car.

Kirov knew that Lin Yi hated him a little, and he was a little frightened when he saw Lin Yi, so this time, he did not follow him.

After Zydlovsky got into the back seat, Gu Xianzhi asked the driver to drive.

The car started slowly and drove towards the Prince's Palace.

Zydlovsky sat in the back seat, looking at both sides of the street, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this ancient and mysterious Eastern Empire had really taken off again.

Neat streets, a dazzling array of products, and happy people with happy faces.

These all speak of the power of this empire.