Lord Moyu was forced to open

After swallowing the humiliation brought upon him by the Song Dynasty, Qiu Jier had to force a smile and continued to say to Zhao Jun:

"Your Majesty, the Emperor of Song, it is precisely because of misunderstandings that these things happened that neither country wants to happen. This time, the foreign ministers are here to resolve the misunderstandings."

"Oh, how does Prime Minister Qiujier want to resolve the misunderstanding between us? Tell me, but I want to remind Prime Minister Qiujier that because of your previous behavior, everyone in the Song Dynasty is very dissatisfied with you!
The news that the common people are willing to let the imperial court send troops to fight back against the attack on Europe has also been spreading widely recently!"

The cold sweat on Qiu Jier's forehead suddenly dripped down!
Although he knew that the Emperor of Song said this mostly to ask him to increase the amount of compensation, he had to be on guard against whether it was true!
Given the current situation in Europe, if the State of Song really sent troops to Europe with the consent of the people.

Let’s not talk about other countries for now, Great Britain is finished first!

Because other countries are all on the mainland, I cannot defeat you in a naval war, but the same may not be true in a land war.

How many soldiers can you bring? How many soldiers do I have in my own continent of Europe?
But Great Britain is an independent island outside the European continent!
By then, the State of Song would not dare to attack other countries on land, and would just stay and keep an eye on Europe. How could it possibly handle that?

He quickly took out a handkerchief from his bosom and wiped the sweat off his forehead. Qiu Jier said, "The war between the two sides is a misunderstanding. We should reconcile as soon as possible to avoid another war that would hurt civilians.

Dear Emperor Song, I am here not only on behalf of Queen Victoria of Great Britain, but also on behalf of all European countries to apologize to your country and request the signing of an armistice agreement. "

"Armistice? Apology?"

Zhao Jun sneered and waved.

Wang Huai'en hurried over.

Submitted a report.

Zhao Jun held up the report and said angrily to Qiu Jier:

"Do you know how much trouble you have caused us?
In order to deal with the European coalition forces, our entire country saved money and built a total of 800 ironclad ships!

How many people have worked so hard and how much resources have been spent on this? Do you know how much money it is?

Now you want us to sign a ceasefire agreement with you with just a simple apology! You are dreaming!"

Zhao Jun simply threw all the reports in his hand out, hitting Qiu Jier in the face.

When Qiu Jier took it and looked at it, his face suddenly changed.

This report is of course false, but who knows? Anyway, Zhao Jun had already asked Wang Huai'en to report it.

I just want to make things difficult for you by offering you a price that you, Qiu Jier, cannot afford!
And the report in Qiu Jier's hand showed that the Song Dynasty spent a full 2.8 billion taels of silver just to build 800 ironclad ships!
The moment he saw this number, Qiu Jier felt dizzy.

But he had no doubts, because the ironclad ship looked expensive!

He thought that one ship should cost about two million.

But how could they afford to pay for this? Moreover, there were other things that they could not afford even if they sold Great Britain.

Europe will definitely not agree.

So he could only force a smile and said, "Your Majesty, the Emperor of Song, we know that our previous actions have caused you great losses, so we not only want to sign a ceasefire agreement, we will also give you a certain amount of compensation!"

"Oh, compensation? How much can it be? Can it return all our losses?"

Zhao Jun asked with a sneer.

Qiu Jier choked. This was obviously not possible.

I had to continue:
"Your Majesty, although we would like to, the war has also brought great losses to Europe, so now Europe can only do its best."

"Tell me your compensation price!"

Zhao Jun stopped talking nonsense and went straight to the point. Qiu Jier also breathed a sigh of relief. If he continued talking like this, he was really afraid of being beaten by the excited Song officials around him.

He quickly told the amount of compensation he had paid.

Regarding this compensation, European countries had discussed it before coming here, but negotiation is all about asking for a high price and paying a low price.

As the party paying the compensation, he naturally couldn't reveal the truth right away, so he tentatively said:

"Your Majesty, the Emperor of Song, in order to compensate for your losses, the European countries have decided to give you a war reparation of 10 million taels of silver. What do you think?"

"What?! Ten million!"

Before Zhao Jun could say anything, Cui Wen was the first to get angry. He rushed over and grabbed Qiu Jier's neck and said angrily:

"You are treating our Song Dynasty as a beggar!
Ten million, who are you humiliating?

Do you know how much it costs to operate eight hundred ironclads in one day?

Your ten million isn't even enough to fill the gaps between your teeth!

You actually opened your mouth like that! ? "

The other officials naturally could not allow Cui Wen to strangle Qiu Jier to death, so they hurried forward to pull the two men apart, allowing some black-hearted people to take advantage of the opportunity to do something shady.

So when the two sides pulled apart, Qiu Jier, who had originally been spotless, had a lot of footprints on his body.

Qiu Jier was gasping for breath. For the first time, he realized how precious breathing was. Just now, he really thought he was going to be strangled to death by the other party.

However, no one in the court sympathized with his miserable plight.

Zhao Jun also looked at him coldly without saying a word.

Ten million? Do you really think I'm a beggar?
After catching his breath, Qiu Jier realized that his offer might be too low, which was why the other party was so excited, so he quickly said:
"Your Majesty, please forgive me!"

Zhao Jun said coldly: "Prime Minister Qiu Jier, please give a sincere price instead of the humiliating price you offered before.

Otherwise, I don't mind letting my Song Dynasty fleet go to Europe to get the compensation we deserve!"

Qiu Jier's face changed again.

At this time, he didn't dare to make an offer. What if the other party humiliated him and took the opportunity to send troops?
So he could only ask: "I wonder what kind of compensation you think should be given?"

Oh, let us make an offer? Then it's our turn!
Zhao Jun laughed in his heart, but spoke without hesitation.

"European countries must compensate the Song Dynasty with 5 billion taels of silver, cede the entire Malay Straits, send the horses to East Asia, and exile them to the mainland. In addition, for the next 50 years, the goods of the Song Dynasty will enter Europe duty-free. These are the compensation!
As long as you agree, I can sign a ceasefire agreement immediately!"

Qiu Jier's eyes widened instantly. I asked you to name a price, not to make a wish!
How dare he agree to this condition?
If he agrees, the European countries will skin him alive when he returns!

He quickly said: "Your Majesty, please be rational. Such a condition is too exaggerated. Europa will never agree to it.

How about this..."

……

Immediately afterwards, the two sides held a fierce negotiation at the court meeting.

Finally, with Qiu Jier sweating profusely and almost crying, a compensation plan was signed that both parties "reluctantly" accepted.

...(End of chapter)