On October 18, 2103, the three-party talks concluded successfully.
At 10 o'clock in the morning, Zhang Yi, Premier Chiang, and Vice President He respectively signed the "China Peaceful Development Treaty" on behalf of the three countries, which is known as the Mopan City Treaty.
There was warm applause in the venue, which lasted for several minutes.
Many people had tears in their eyes, including Zhang Yi.
The three countries have been fighting for more than ten years. No one obeys the other and no one looks down on the other. But today they have reached an understanding. It is not easy.
The good news spread quickly, and the people of Mopan City beat gongs and drums, performed dragon dances, and set off a grand celebration.
In the tenth month of golden autumn, there are many fruits and everyone is overjoyed.
"This is all thanks to my sworn brother!"
"Without Yi Ge taking the lead, there would be no Mopan City Treaty!"
"Yi Ge is the Lord of Mopan City, the King of the Kingdom of China, the Commander-in-Chief of the Chinese United Navy, and the Chairman of the Chinese Alliance, haha!"
"I see, Yi Ge will become the master of China sooner or later!"
"Hush, keep low profile!"
Zhang Yi has more and more titles, but the title that people like the most is Yi Ge, a kind and natural man who is smart, handsome and sunny.
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After the signing of the treaty, today is a day off, and the leaders also need to relax.
The big stage outside the castle has not yet been dismantled, and people gathered together to sing and dance.
In the joyful atmosphere, even the young people from the two delegations could not restrain their joy and came to the stage to dance with the people.
Under the stage, a banquet was held. Instead of delicacies, there was a more down-to-earth barbecue, grilled fish, grilled vegetables. Mr. and Mrs. Zhang Yi accompanied Premier Chiang, Vice President He and the two marshals, and had a great time drinking and talking.
Happy.
This feeling was much more comfortable than a formal banquet. The leaders laughed heartily and the atmosphere was really great.
The happiest person is Song Laohei. There are not many people of the older generation who are looking forward to the reunification of China. Today they have seen a bright future!
He was sitting next to Zhang Yi.
"Master Song, you'd better drink less and I'll pour you some juice." Xiao Liu smiled and took the wine glass from his hand, fearing that the old man would get drunk.
"This?" Mr. Song opened his eyes wide and protested, "Liu'er, just let me have a few more drinks on the big day, it doesn't hurt!"
"You have to take care of yourself, good days are still coming!" Xiao Liu said with a smile, not allowing for negotiation, and poured a glass of juice for the old man.
Master Song looked at Zhang Yi for help, but Zhang Yi just smiled and said nothing.
"Mr. Song, it's useless. No matter how big Chairman Zhang is, he is still afraid of his wife!" Governor Lu said a joke, making everyone laugh.
Song Laohei smiled helplessly, it was a blessing to have someone taking care of him.
As for the young people, Xiaoliu didn't care.
The young generals of the Three Kingdoms sat together and drank with each other. Niu Ben and Shi Gandang took the lead, drinking from large bowls and eating large pieces of meat, looking very generous.
The two brothers were able to eat and drink, and in the end they drank all the generals from the other two countries.
This is also a skill.
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The celebration lasted until nightfall, and then came to an end.
Zhang Yi used a small cup and drank a lot. While he was drinking with the leaders of the two countries, many people came to toast. It would be okay if he didn't drink.
In the end, it was Xiaolong and Xiao Han who helped him back to the bedroom. These two brothers didn't drink. They drank juice from the beginning. Someone had to stay awake.
Anu and Yue Yaer brought sobering soup, and Xiao Liu fed Zhang Yi to drink it.
"Sister-in-law, I have to restrict my sworn brother from drinking from now on." Anu said distressedly.
"Hey, it's not okay for my sworn brother not to socialize with the situation!" Yue Ya'er felt confused.
Before Xiaoliu could speak, Zhang Yi said in a daze.
"Don't worry, I'm not drunk, I... I know how much I drink."
Xiao Liu snorted and said.
"Okay, you can drink as much as you can. From now on, I will drink as much as you drink!"
Good guy, when he said this, Zhang Yi became anxious and quickly took Xiao Liu's hand to laugh with him.
When the brothers and sisters saw this, they ran out of the bedroom with a smile and closed the door.
"Yi Ge, it's not my fault," Xiao Liu suddenly said sadly, "The injury on your shoulder has not fully healed yet. I'm afraid you will suffer internal injuries!"
In this era, medical conditions were backward, and internal injuries were difficult to see. King Liu Kai was injured by his overlord, General Cao, and even died young.
Xiao Liusheng was afraid that Zhang Yi would be like this, so she started crying as she talked.
In the eyes of outsiders, Zhang Yi has countless auras and is an omnipotent hero. But in Xiao Liu's view, Zhang Yi paid for all of this with his life.
"Don't cry, Liu'er," Zhang Yi kissed her jade hand and comforted, "I have no internal injuries, I know. We will grow old together, and I will take you all over the world..."
"By the way, Brother Yi," at this point, Xiaoliu demanded, "Whether you go on an expedition to Japan or to the Tsarist Empire, you must take me with you!"
"I'm going to take care of my wife, haha, what about the others?" Zhang Yi said with a smile.
"I think you are drunk. You clearly promised me that you would take me to enjoy the scenery in the North. Have you forgotten?" Xiao Liu pouted and said, "I also want to see the sea! In addition, anyone who wants to take me with me can take my wife.
We can organize a team of ladies to beat drums to help the battle and rescue the wounded!"
This is equivalent to a cultural troupe and a medical team, which are necessary.
"I think it will work," Zhang Yi laughed, "Madam, you will be responsible for organizing the cultural troupe and the medical team. This task will be left to you, hahaha!"
Xiaoliu was extremely happy now. No matter success or failure, life or death, the two of them would be together.
"Hahaha, leave this task to me, you can rest assured."
"Well," Zhang Yi suddenly said worriedly and whispered, "Liu'er, to be honest, I'm under a lot of pressure right now."
"Brother Yi, what are you worried about? Are you worried that you can't build steel-armored battleships? Are you worried that you can't build artillery?"
"Yes……"
Speaking of confidence, Zhang Yi has it, and he has collected a lot of relevant information. But when it comes to implementing it, he can't help but feel a little uneasy. How long will it take to produce it?
Wanting to build a battleship was a complex subject involving many technical issues. Zhang Yi couldn't help but think hard, one problem after another circling in his mind.
He had a headache, so he rubbed his temples with his hands.
"Okay, Brother Yi, if you drank too much today, don't think too much about it." Xiaoliu gently advised, "You need to relax and have a good sleep. Maybe when you wake up tomorrow, you will get
inspiration!"
"You're right, Liu'er, a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold," Zhang Yi said with a smile, "We can take a hot bath together, and then..."
It seemed that Yi Ge was still not drunk enough. Xiao Liu smiled shyly, kissed him affectionately on the face, and then stood up to get ready.