"Dear Prince! I formally apply for political asylum from you! As far as I know, our city defense force is on the verge of collapse. Even our guard general is meeting with the leaders of this group of rebels. They are about to surrender!! They
Selling us out to these rebels!! These shameless bastards!!”
While Jason Parro was cursing incessantly, he took out his handkerchief and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead. It was obvious that in addition to being filled with anger... he was also filled with overflowing fear.
Wang Tongyi slowly raised his right hand, interrupting his indignant "speech", and retorted with a smile: "But our two countries have not established diplomatic relations, my friend Jason Paro, have you forgotten this situation?"
Next, even if you ask me for political asylum, I can only help you in my own name. I have no right to represent my country..."
"That's enough!! That's enough my friend!!" Jason Parro wiped his sweat, clasped his hands together in a "praying" posture, and continued in a flattering tone: "They
This group of rebels was frightened by Liang Guo! This group of cowardly
As long as the coward hears that you are the prince of the Liang Kingdom, they will definitely not dare to embarrass you anymore, and I can save my life without being hanged in the square by them! Oh! My friend, you don’t want to see me in the square either.
Let’s play with the cold corpse of our former friend on the swing..."
"Haha... I see that you are not too scared. You are still in the mood to joke with me..." Wang Tongyi smiled slightly, picked up the tea bowl in front of him, and took a sip.
Jason Parro immediately stood up and said: "I am not afraid because of you! My friend! I am not so afraid when you are here! Is this tea? Can... give me a cup too...
Thanks……"
"Pour him a cup of tea too..."
"Oh! Okay!" Guangmu responded, then poured a cup of hot tea with a rough hand and handed it to the white man.
Jason Parro didn't care about the burn at this time. He took the cup and took a big sip, as if the stinging pain could bring him a sense of security, and a look of comfort appeared on his face...
"God... I feel so much more at ease. This is heaven! And you! My friend, you are simply my angel!"
"It's better to save your love words for your wife. I can't bear it..." King Chu smiled and put the tea cup on the table. He raised his head and told Chi Guo: "Go and open two more rooms for them.
The accounts will be kept in my name."
"yes!"
Chiguo took the order and went out. After half a year, he was able to communicate simply with the store owner. Of course... he still relied on "sign language"... ⑧①ZW.????m
"Dang Dang Dang"
Chiguo gently knocked on the shopkeeper's door. When the shopkeeper came out, he smiled at him, stretched out two fingers, and then made a gesture of pushing the door...
The shopkeeper raised his eyebrows and immediately said "Oh~~" knowingly, then walked to the counter and took out two keys, handed them to Chiguo, and raised his hand in the air to sign a five and a six, which meant to tell
He, the fifth and sixth rooms on the second floor.
look……
Communication is sometimes that simple...
Chikuo picked up the key and went upstairs.
The store owner opened the drawer on the counter and wrote down the date and room number.
After a brief comfort and settlement, Jason Parro and his party had just been sent away. Before they could even lie down... they heard another series of rapid knocks on the door downstairs...
"Does Jason Paro live here?! I'm looking for Mr. Jason Paro!! I'm his friend!!"
"Click!!"
King Chu's door was pushed open again. Jason Paro looked at King Chu with an embarrassed look on his face and said hesitantly: "You don't mind...do me one more favor...my good friend..."
King Chu: “………………”
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Until dawn the next day
The small inn with only four floors in total was almost crowded with Jason Parro's congressman friends, and the King of Chu almost didn't sleep a wink all night... Basically, someone would come to the door in about half an hour, and some of them brought their wives.
The family is small, and some people even mentioned it as a salute, but fortunately, someone paid for the rent for Jason Parro, which can be regarded as the only good news among many bad news...
King Chu opened his bloodshot eyes, looked at Jason Paro with an awkward smile on his face and asked in a low voice: "How many people have you told!!"
"No more!! Really no more!! At most... there are two more..." Jason Parro blushed and lowered his head. Some of these people are his friends, some are his relatives, and some
Some of them had business dealings with him. Although they may not all need the so-called "political asylum," they all felt that it was obviously safer to stay with the King of Chu than to live at home, so people who received the news came one after another.
Came to this small inn...
This is the first time Mr. Geer, the shop owner, has met so many customers. At this time, his room only has an attic. It stands to reason that he should be happy that he can earn a lot of money this time, but he is not
He was a fool. Seeing that this group of people were dressed in either rich or expensive clothes, the shop owner also felt a drum in his heart and took the initiative to find the King of Chu and inquire politely.
"Dear Mr. Wang, or... I should call you Your Excellency. I just learned that you are the prince of the Liang Kingdom. Please forgive me for my previous ignorance and unintentional offense... Your Excellency, the distinguished Prince..."
"
"You don't need to be so polite, Mr. Geer, and you and your wife have taken good care of us during this period. I should thank you. May I ask...Mr. Geer, why are you here this time...
…?”
Facing the long voice drawn by the King of Chu, the shopkeeper who had already prepared his words immediately answered: "Your Excellency, I just want to ask...are these people...your relatives? Or...yours"
friend……?"
"They... are all my friends..." After King Chu finished speaking, he showed a wry smile. Obviously, judging from his current situation, there was nothing he could do if he refused to recognize these friends...
"Oh! That's good! That's good! I'm just worried that most of them are in high positions like your congressman friends. After all, you also know that His Excellency, the rebel... ahem! The People's Liberation Army will completely occupy the entire Amsterdam.
Now, we are checking all the houses and inns door to door...I'm afraid..."
"I understand... Mr. Geer, I know what you are afraid of. Please wait for me..." King Chu stood up as he spoke, walked to the bed and pulled out a suitcase from under the bed.
, after opening it, he took out a cloth bag from inside, held the cloth bag with both hands, walked back to the sofa, and opened it slowly...
"Please hang this flag in front of your hotel. I believe... no one will break in easily after seeing this flag..."
Geer stared at the flag in King Chu's hand and saw something strange. It was a crimson flag with a lifelike flying dragon outlined with gold lines. To the right of the flying dragon... were four brightly blooming flowers.
lotus……
This was specially given to him by Yan Bing before he left...
According to Yan Bing...this is the national flag she designed herself...
