"Dear Prince! I formally apply for political asylum to you!! As far as I know, our city defense forces are on the verge of collapse, and even our guard generals are meeting with these chaotic leaders. They are going to surrender!! They are going to betray us to these rebels!! These shameless bastards!!"
Jason Paro cursed endlessly, took out his handkerchief and wiped away the sweat from his forehead. Obviously, he was not only full of anger... but also fear that was beyond words.
Wang Tongyi slowly raised his right hand, interrupted his indignant "speech", and replied with a smile: "But our two countries have not established diplomatic relations. Jason Paro, my friend, have you forgotten? In this case, even if you propose political asylum to me, I can only help you in my personal name, and I have no right to represent my country..."
"That's enough!! That's enough for my friend!!" Jason Paro wiped his sweat while folding his hands together, posing in a "prayer" manner, and continued in a flattering tone: "Their chaotic troops are afraid of being beaten by Liang State! As long as these timid cowards heard that you are the prince of Liang State, they will definitely not dare to make things difficult for you anymore. I can save my life and not have to be hanged by them in the square! Oh! My friend, you don't want to see the cold body of your former friend in the square and play on a swing..."
"Haha... I don't think you are very 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 Paro immediately stood up and said, "I'm not afraid because of you! My friend! I'm not so scared if you are there! Is this tea? Can you... give me a cup too... Thank you..."
"Pour him a cup of tea..."
"Oh! OK!" Guangmu responded, then poured a cup of hot tea with thick hands and feet, and handed it to the white man.
Jason Paro didn't care about the hotness at this time, and took the cup and took a big sip. It seemed that the stinging pain could bring him a sense of security, and a look of peace appeared on his face...
"God... I feel much more at ease, this is simply heaven! And you! My friend, you are my angel!"
"Save love words to your wife, I can't stand it..." King Chu smiled, put the teacup on the table, looked up and ordered to Jiguo: "Go and open two more rooms for them, and keep the account in my name."
"yes!"
He received the order from the country. After half a year, he was able to communicate with the store owners simply. Of course... he still relies on "sign language"...⑧①ZW.????m
“Double ding”
Chi Guo gently knocked on the shop owner's door. When the shop owner came out, he smiled at him, stretched out two fingers, and then gestured to push the door...
The shop owner raised his eyebrows and immediately said "Oh~~" in a sense, then walked to the counter and took out two keys, handed them to Chi Guo, and raised his hand to compare five and six in the air, meaning to tell him the fifth and sixth rooms on the second floor.
look……
Communication is sometimes that simple...
Chiguo picked up the key and went upstairs.
The store owner opened the drawer at the counter and recorded the date and room number.
After a brief comfort and placement, I had just sent Jason Paro and his party away, and before I could lie down... I heard another series of rapid knocks from the door downstairs...
"Does Jason Paro live here?! I'm looking for Mr. Jason Paro!! I'm his friend!!"
"Click!!"
The door of the King of Chu was pushed open again, Jason Paro looked at the King of Chu with a embarrassed look and said hesitantly: "You don't mind... do me another favor...my good friend..."
King Chu: “…………………”
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Until dawn the next day
The small inn, which is only four floors in total, is almost filled with Jason Paro's congressmen's friends, and the King of Chu almost didn't meet his eyes all night... It's basically the frequency of people coming to visit him for about half an hour. Some of them took their wives with their little family, and some even bowed. Fortunately, someone paid for Jason Paro's house, which is also the only good news among the many bad news...
The King of Chu opened his blood-stained eyes and looked at Jason Paro who was smiling and asked in a low voice: "How many people have you told you!!"
"It's gone!! It's really gone!! At most... there are two more..." Jason Paro blushed and lowered his head. Some of these people, some of whom are his friends, some are his relatives, and some have business dealings with him. Although they may not all need the so-called "political refuge", they unanimously felt that following the King of Chu was obviously safer than living at home. So those who received the news rushed to this small inn...
The owner, Mr. Geer, was the first time to meet so many guests. At this time, there was only one attic left in his room. Logically speaking, he should be happy to make a fortune this time, but he is not a fool. Seeing the dress and dress of these people, the owner also felt a stir in his heart, and he took the initiative to find the King of Chu and asked politely.
"Dignity Mr. Wang, or... I should call you Your Excellency. I just learned that you are the Prince of Liang. Please forgive my previous ignorance and unintentional offense...Dear Prince..."
"You don't have 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, are you here this time..."
Facing the long voice raised by the King of Chu, the shop owner who was already ready to speak immediately said, "Prince, I just want to ask... are these people... your relatives? Or... your friends...?"
"They... are all my friends..." After saying that, King Chu smiled bitterly. Obviously, judging from his current situation, these friends... he had no choice but to refuse...
"Oh! That's good! That's good! I'm just worried that most of them are in high positions like your MP friends. After all, the Prince you know, rebelled... Cough! The People's Liberation Army is about to completely occupy the entire Amsterdam, and is now checking all the houses and inns from door to door... I'm afraid..."
"I understand...Mr. Geer, I know what you are afraid of, please wait for me..." King Chu said, standing up, walking to the bed, turning out a suitcase from the bottom of the bed, and after opening it, he took out a cloth bag from it, holding the cloth bag with both hands and walking back to the sofa, slowly opening it...
"Please hang this flag in front of your hotel door. I believe... no one will easily break in when you see this flag..."
Geer stared at the flag in the hands of the King of Chu and saw the god. It was a red temperament. It was outlined with golden lines, and on the right side of the dragon, there were four bright and blooming lotus flowers...
This was specially handed over to him before leaving...
According to Yan Bing's statement... this is the national flag she designed with her own hands...