Fast Time Travel Novel Improver

This is a small and simple conference room, located on the top floor of the military headquarters building, the walls are made of special materials, which are completely soundproofed from the outside world.The curtains inside were tightly closed, and thick blankets were spread on the floor, only pale lights illuminated all corners.It is like an isolated island high above, too far from the ground, blocking little-known secrets.

In the conference room, there were only seven people sitting at the conference table, and all of them were serious and well-behaved, and did not act casually because of the layout of the room.On the contrary, because of their high morals and prestige, they always habitually maintain an elegant demeanor, and show a dignity different from ordinary people in their generous demeanor.

During this meeting, Song Yaze met the gauze man he met in the dressing room last time.After the introduction, I found out that his name is Wo Taifu, he is from Beimu, and he lives in Sidon as a diplomatic ambassador. He is the face of Beimu in the world and represents Beimu's national interests.

He is obviously young, at the best age, with a handsome face, but his eyebrows are always slightly upside down, looking full of pathos and pity.His sitting posture is also well-behaved, his eyes are never more than three steps away from his toes, and he walks steadily, never stepping out of a slant or arc; he even observes the road very carefully, and he will never tolerate stepping on ants to death.

Under Bei Mu's high-pressure commandments, he developed the living habits of Puritans and was a strict vegetarian; he had sympathetic eyes for everyone, sympathizing with them for not being able to enter the heaven, but suffering in this world.He yearns for the ethereal gods wholeheartedly, praying all the time.

Sitting next to him was the diplomatic ambassador of Nanluo Kingdom. His name was called Lingjiu with only a few strokes.His position is the same as that of Wo Taifu, and he is not small, but perhaps because the weak country has no diplomacy, at this conference table, he always feels that he is shorter than the round bucket of Snow.

He has a dark complexion, short hair, and two slit eyes as if he has been wronged. His appearance is very unremarkable, and he is very different from Caesar.In his native land, he is definitely considered all-powerful.But ever since he lived in Sidon as an ambassador, he never raised his head, and never straightened his back. It has become his habit to look at people's faces and fight for Nan Luo's interests.

Perhaps where there are people, there are disputes. Even if the skin color is the same, the culture is the same, and the region is the same, there are always differences between people. If it falls into the family, it will form a family dispute, and if it falls into politics, it will be divided into left and right. , Falling among nations sparked war.No, just the Sidon cabinet has three camps.

Song Yaze was naturally in the same camp as Caesar.Opposite them is the round bucket Snow and his benefactor Boyd.Boyd is nearly sixty years old, his blond hair has turned white, his face is also wrinkled, and his eyes always have to squint when looking at things, but he has never been less shrewd and wise.

He is a wealthy businessman, born to make money, and his mountain of wealth has expanded his ambitions, allowing him to cast his sights on politics.In Sidon, power and money are always intertwined.

Si Nuo is Boyd's spokesperson, just like a dog he raises, who knows his master very well. It seems that when Boyd casually casts a look, Si Nuo can understand it, and immediately act to satisfy the master.This is because he came from a humble background and relied on Boyd, an ambitious businessman, to be able to defeat all the candidates in the cabinet election by virtue of his economic advantages and become a party of the cabinet triangle.

"I propose to the prime minister and the ambassadors to immediately stop the war against Dong Xia." Si Nuo spoke first, his slightly protruding eyes were shining like glass balls.After saying that, he glanced back at Boyd again, seeing the calm and default eyes of the patron, he was secretly relieved.

The prime minister of the cabinet is Yule, who shares half of the military power with Caesar.In addition to the actual military power in his hands, he also has an additional administrative power, which is the leader of the parliament and the cabinet.And this triangular cabinet was elected from the parliament. It was the result of bloody battles between large and small interest groups, and finally put on a democratic cloak.

Yule was a little hesitant when he heard the proposal.Unlike Si Nuo's obsession with the pleasure brought by power, and Caesar's natural contempt for everything, Yule is patriotic and loves his people, and is often ridiculed by Caesar as "the left winger of the right wing".

He knew that attacking Dongxia was beneficial to Sidon, and he supported Caesar from the bottom of his heart, but he was concerned about Boyd's financial strength.At this moment, he intends to be a fool and a good old man, just like the tumbler, who pushes and moves, but still stays in place, neither side can offend.

Since he came to power, because he was afraid of half of Caesar's military power and the money power behind Si Nuo, Yule was often caught between the two, so it was difficult.With the iceberg to his left and the sea of ​​fire to his right, he had to carve out a suitable place between the two so that he would neither freeze from the cold nor sweat from the heat.

Seeing the hesitation on Yule's face, Sino spoke eloquently with his three-inch tongue: "Sending troops to Dongxia will cost us a lot of material and manpower, and it will also be detrimental to our international image. General Caesar wants to expand his strength. There is no need to sacrifice the national interest."

This kind of verbal tension has become the norm in the cabinet triangle.Caesar still looked leisurely, and said slowly: "Dongxia is fertile and rich in natural resources. We in Sidon have always relied on imports of mineral resources. If we win Dongxia, we can save a lot of money. Don't you want to give up long-term interests? , only look at such a small amount of money?"

Sino glared fiercely at the calm Caesar, a little depressed, and he stole a glance at Boyd, and it turned out that the benefactor had a bad look on his face.After all, Boyd has been very troubled recently. He was joined by other interest groups to fight against him. He suffered a lot and couldn't afford the money to support the cost of the war.

He also wanted to take advantage of the war and settle in the Dongxia market to make a fortune.But the temporary predicament made him feel helpless.He is really like an explorer who has found an underground treasure. He is just about to dig a hole to grab it, but he finds that the shovel for digging is missing!

"Eastern Xia has a vast territory, and it will not take a while to go to war. Besides, even if you take Dongxia by forceful means, it will take a long time to calm people down." Boyd himself spoke, and he sent Bai raised his eyebrows, as if in denial or regret.

"It doesn't matter if it takes longer, the key is long-term benefits. This is a win-win situation. Even if the Dongxia people are reluctant now, after a long time and enjoy material progress, their complaints will naturally subside. As long as their material desires are met, They'll keep their mouths shut!"

Caesar argued hard, he was rich and powerful, and at the top of his game, he was well aware of Boyd's plight, and even dismissed it.

Boyd was silent. He was not a good debater.Once he loses out on his lips, he will always stare at his opponent angrily, pursing his lips tightly, as if he is restraining the anger that surges to his mouth.He gave Si Nuo a wink, and Si Nuo knew it immediately, and said:

"There are benefits, but the international image is not good. We in Sidon must maintain a peace-loving image in order to have better diplomatic relations with Beimu and Nanluo and achieve a win-win situation! If General Caesar insists on going his own way and insists on attacking Dongxia , this does not clearly mean that Bei Mu and Nan Luo will also be in Sidon's pocket sooner or later?"

Si Nuo's words were intended to draw Wo Taifu and Ling Jiu into his camp. His glass eyes were black and bright, and they were the most keen, the most discerning, and the most able to see the direction of the situation.It's a pity that he lost in his personality, and he lost in nodding and bowing to money!

Beimu's Wo Taifu is still pure, but slightly frowns, seemingly unmoved.

But Ling Jiu felt flustered, his heart seemed to be stuffed with a mess of cotton.If Sidon was in a fight, he would be more upset than the person involved. He was afraid that if he was not careful, he would offend one party, and Nan Luo would become a funeral object.Now, he's like a kid watching his parents fight, not knowing which one to help.

If you want to be unfettered, you must be financially independent, so that you don't have to look at people's faces.But Nanluo counted on Sidon for relief economically, and relied on Sidon for aid militarily.What Lingjiu was most worried about happened, bright sweat broke out on his dark skin, and his heart seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.Like Yule, he seemed to be riding on a fence, sometimes looking into the courtyard and sometimes looking out of the wall, it was really difficult for him.

He coughed nervously, and the eyes of Caesar and Sino immediately shot towards laser guns, making him tremblingly say: "I believe... Sidon will not attack Nanluo..."

He chose to side with Caesar, which meant that Nanluo would lose many opportunities to build factories and invest, but at the very least, Caesar could provide military assistance, so that his own regime could be guaranteed.From the bottom of his heart, he hopes that the country can be richer, but he also hopes to keep the power in his hands and be undefeated forever.

Si Nuo and Boyd were annoyed, cursing Ling Jiu in their hearts for dragging their feet, and then turned their eyes to the seemingly leisurely Wo Taifu, their eyes were full of pleas, this is their last hope.

Wo Taifu was silent, he was not like a politician at the conference table, but a traveler floating in the galaxy.Everyone kept their mouths tightly shut, quietly waiting for his answer.The meeting room was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be clearly heard, the air seemed to be stagnant in place, not even able to flow.

"The battle of Sidon was not in line with God's will, and it posed a threat to our country, because Beimu is also very close to Sidon." His voice was like the breeze of a mountain stream, without any stale air, it sounded very clear and clean Extremely.

Yuan Shuitong and his benefactor breathed a sigh of relief. After all, national strength is the last word, and Wo Taifu's right to speak is much stronger than Lingjiu's.Their hearts were much lighter, and the long-term worries were blown away by the sound of the breeze.

"God said, 'If you take care of yourself, you can take care of others'. Beimu doesn't ask Sidon to withdraw his troops from Dongxia. But he also wants Sidon to make a guarantee that he will never invade the border. He also wants to send a peace ambassador to stay in Beimu for life. Beimu determined, as a symbol of peace between the two countries. Otherwise, Beimu will always oppose this war."

Wo Taifu's political talent is outstanding, and under his pious appearance of looking up to the gods, he is careful planning and uncompromising.Under the body that remains static because of the rules, the game theory of diplomacy is running at high speed.

The hearts of Snow and Boyd, who had finally sunk, were lifted up again. After the surprise, it was a huge disappointment.This kind of gap is like a person who is about to be drowned, and suddenly he is dragged ashore. When he is thankful, he finds that the benefactor is a life-threatening black and white impermanence!Thinking of the shortage of funds, Boyd frowns while being angry, and Si Nuo is even more anxious.

Caesar was victorious, and he was in a good mood: "Since Ambassador Wo Taifu said so, and Ambassador Ling Jiu has no objection, the armistice agreement will be put aside for the time being. As for the candidate for the peace ambassador, I hope you can finalize it as soon as possible."

"It's been finalized." Wo Taifu looked at Song Yaze and said, "It's the Dongxia man behind you."

His voice was extremely clear, but bursts of surprise exploded like thunder.Everyone's eyes widened, especially Song Yaze.He was originally here to take notes, but he did not expect to become an ambassador for no reason.

Caesar was very reluctant, he didn't want Song Yaze to leave him, so he said awkwardly: "...Sidon attacked Dongxia, but let the Dongxia people be peace ambassadors, it's too ridiculous!"

"It is precisely because of the attack on Dongxia that we need to beautify it so that we can quell public anger as soon as possible." Wo Taifu said lightly, "This is the best way, which is beneficial to Sidon and Beimu."

The meeting was deadlocked for a while.Caesar was silent, he couldn't find a strong reason to refute, and he didn't want Song Yaze to leave.

"I'll go." Song Yaze thought for a while, and finally decided to take a gamble and go to Beimu to make Caesar reconsider withdrawing troops.

Just two words, but like a sharp sword, it pierced Caesar's heart fiercely.Caesar raised his head in a daze, and looked at Song Yaze dully.Shock seemed to be the masking tape, sealing his mouth so tightly that he couldn't even utter a rebuttal.

There was a strong sadness in his heart, and it burned his heart. He couldn't accept that Song Yaze actually turned his back on him.Thinking of this, he was struck by frustration again, just like General Changsheng was defeated for the first time, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, he became dejected.At this time, he realized that the self who was rampant in the world still had such a failed and humble appearance.

"Very well, this matter is settled." Wo Taifu nodded, still sitting in the posture of a messenger of God.