Siheyuan: Happy life of the son-in-law of a founding general

As the five warships sailed slowly in the sea not far from Tsukishima, the residents of the island looked up at the spectacular scene, wondering in their hearts the identities and purposes of these uninvited guests.

At this time, Wang Zhian was standing on the deck of the flagship with a firm gaze. He was wearing a traditional summer suit.

He was surrounded by a hundred carefully selected elite soldiers, all of whom were well-equipped and their eyes revealed an aura that should not be underestimated.

This is the elite among the elites, and they will follow Wang Zhian to land on Moon Island. Beside Wang Zhian is Mr. Meng.

Mr. Meng was also wearing traditional summer clothes.

Summer clothes are the traditional clothing of Daxia.

At the north end of the island, a spacious pier is ready to welcome guests from afar.

At the dock, Mr. Hong personally led the crowd to wait. He was dressed in a black summer suit, looking particularly solemn. When he saw Mr. Meng and his party, Mr. Hong quickly stepped forward with a smile on his face, his eyes showing sincerity and expectation.

"Mr. Meng, you're here! Welcome to Tsukishima."

Mr. Meng smiled and replied, "Mr. Hong, thank you for your invitation. I hope our meeting today can bring substantial progress to both sides."

When the two men shook hands, Wang Zhian stood on Mr. Meng's side and appeared very peaceful.

After Mr. Meng and Mr. Hong exchanged greetings, they began to introduce Wang Zhian.

Mr. Hong looked at Wang Zhian and expressed his praise for this hero and brave general who has made a great name for himself and brought glory to the Daxia nation in recent times.

Wang Zhian still appeared very modest. People who did not know his true identity thought that he was a handsome young man in troubled times.

Led by Mr. Hong, the group got into the car. Mr. Meng and Mr. Hong were in the same car, while Wang Zhian followed Mr. Zhang Guizhen and sat in the same car.

As for the one hundred elite warriors of Daxia, they got on the trucks.

In the car, Mr. Zhang looked at Wang Zhian and chatted with him about Wang Zhian's negotiations with John Bull, asking why John Bull agreed to let Hong Kong return.

Wang Zhian answered one by one, saying his attitude towards John Bull's plenipotentiary representative, saying that he would only give the other party one day to choose. Otherwise, he would threaten him that Daxia would attack John Bull's homeland.

Mr. Zhang was speechless after hearing this, but he couldn't help but sigh that Mr. Hong was right, Wang Zhian's chat would make people angry. But he also knew that Daxia was truly powerful.

Otherwise, Wang Zhian would not have spoken so forcefully. And John Niuguo would not have been so scared that he had to agree with frustration.

This Wang Zhian is the national hero of Daxia.

Mr. Zhang shook his head slightly, but there was a barely perceptible smile on the corner of his mouth. "Brother Wang, you are really good at using force to subdue people, but it is also frightening. If we in Daxia did not have this confidence, I am afraid no one would dare to say this easily."

There was a hint of joking in his words, as well as pride in Da Xia's growing strength.

Wang Zhian smiled when he heard this, and there was a bit of open-mindedness and confidence in that smile. "Mr. Zhang, times have changed. Daxia is no longer a weak country that can only be bullied. We have the ability to protect our territorial integrity, and we also have the responsibility to let those countries that try to continue to bully us know that those who offend Daxia will be punished no matter how far away they are."

His tone was firm, and there was an unquestionable light in his eyes.

The atmosphere in the car became more serious as the topic deepened, but there was also an inspiring force flowing. At least for Mr. Zhang, he recognized his identity as a Daxia person.

The scenery outside the window quickly receded, and the sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground seemed to be the rhythm of the country's progress, steady and firm.

Mr. Zhang was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about what Wang Zhian said. Then he coughed and changed the subject: "However, Brother Wang, I have seen some of your negotiations. You are not just tough at the negotiation table. You are also very wise and strategic. Only in this way can you make the Gallic rooster willing to return the national treasures that it robbed from our Great Xia."

Wang Zhian nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Zhang. Negotiation is not only a display of strength, but also a contest of minds. Generally speaking, a certain degree of concession is necessary. As long as it can bring more benefits to Daxia. We should look at it from a distance and from the overall situation."

After hearing this, Mr. Zhang couldn't help but burst out laughing and said, "Brother Wang, this is a brilliant move of yours. It's really brilliant! This way you can achieve your goal without completely breaking up the relationship. You are both wise and brave. You are worthy of being a master negotiator."

Wang Zhian nodded and said, "Mr. Zhang, in fact, negotiations ultimately depend on strength. Strategy can only be icing on the cake. We fought with Eagle Sauce in the first island-island battle. The two sides fought bloody battles in the Shangling Battle for more than two months, all in order to gain the initiative at the negotiation table."

Mr. Zhang nodded. He also knew this history. He just didn't know it very clearly. But he also knew that Wang Zhian and his elder brother Wang Zhiyong had made super invincible achievements in the Shangling Battle and won the only two special merits in Daxia.

They are truly a pair of invincible brothers, brothers who fight tigers together.

The car continued to drive smoothly on the road. The conversation and laughter of the two people in the car and the occasional bird calls outside the car intertwined together, forming a peculiar harmony.

Mr. Zhang's impression of Wang Zhian has changed greatly.

After experiencing it myself, I realized how pure Wang Zhian was. In comparison, my side, including Mr. Hong, was inferior.

This is also the reason why Mr. Gao, Mr. Meng and others were able to achieve victory.

It's not just a matter of luck.

Wang Zhian looked at the buildings on Yuedao Island he saw along the way, pointed out the window, and said, "All the efforts of our generation and generations of Daxia people are to defend the territory and to protect these ordinary but real happy lives."

Mr. Zhang looked in the direction of Wang Zhian's finger, with a gentle light in his eyes: "Yes, peace and prosperity for the country and the people, this is our real responsibility. The revival of Daxia is inseparable from the efforts and sacrifices of every Daxia citizen. Brother Wang, although you and I have different lineups, we are both working for the same goal - to make this land more prosperous."

Wang Zhian did not respond to this statement.

As the conversation ended, the car fell into a brief silence. It seemed that everyone was in deep thought, perhaps reflecting on the past, or perhaps looking forward to the future.

The small car continued to carry them steadily forward.

Half an hour later, the vehicle arrived at the residence where Mr. Hong was staying for Mr. Meng and his party. It was a small villa backed by a mountain.

At this time, Mr. Meng had already arrived, and the one hundred elite warriors of Daxia behind him had also arrived.

In this way, Mr. Meng and Wang Zhian settled down.