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Chapter 117 Difficult?I think don't do it

Moren Mountain—that is, Bailan Mountain, as the border area between West Asia and Simeng, has always been coveted by West Asia.

At the foot of Bailan Mountain, Liangzhou, where Skyhawk City is located, used to be more than just Skyhawk City.

Reluctantly, under the concession of Han Dongwen's father, the first emperor Jingzong, five of the six cities in Liangzhou have now been given up, and many traffic roads that were repaired in the past have been forced to fall into disuse.

If it weren't for this, his Yihong Building wouldn't have been so hard to build—all the building materials would have to go around a big bend and walk across the foot of Bailan Mountain to be escorted into Skyhawk City. But it was because they couldn't use the route to cross Bailan Mountain.

"Mount Morne."

As if to show her determination not to back down, Tilda emphasized her tone:

"The five cities beside Morn Mountain belong to West Asia. This is the consensus reached by the previous king of Simeng, Mr. Han, your father and our country. Since they were under the jurisdiction of West Asia, we gave the local people what they could not get in Simeng. High quality of life and freedom, which is the embodiment of our superior management in West Asia.”

Han Dongwen smiled without saying a word and tapped the table lightly, waiting for Tilda to continue speaking.

Seeing that Han Dongwen didn't respond, Tilda slandered the puppet king with some disdain in her heart, and continued: "However, when the five cities were handed over between Simeng and West Asia, due to the poor management of Simeng, there was Many refugees and many families have been separated because of this, and they are still unable to reunite. I am very sad to see these families, what do you think?"

She paused and leaned back: "Therefore, in order to take care of these families whose relatives are still in Aquila City opposite Morne Mountain, West Asia hopes to cooperate deeply with Simeng, be more flexible in border management, and allow West Asia to support The construction of Tianying City in Simeng will also fulfill the wish of these families to reunite."

West Asia supports Simeng to build Tianying City?
If he let go, it would not only be the Skyhawk City that would be let out, but the last piece of Liangzhou would be let out, and the entire Bailan Mountain would be lost in Simeng!
The turquoise precious mines, medicinal materials, beasts and large areas on the mountain will fall into the hands of the Principality of West Asia?
Ten thousand steps back, this large treasure-like map will be the back garden of West Asian players, and Simeng players can only stare at it?
How many people will leave Simeng and go to West Asia like Han Dongwen back then?
Han Dongwen narrowed his eyes slightly, and waited for about two or three seconds before opening his mouth.

"Grand Duke, I thought you would talk about other matters first, like a well-behaved person, and then move on to the main topic."

Tilda frowned: "What do you mean?"

Han Dongwen turned his head to look at the prince Gao who was sitting in the upper seat, seeing that he didn't respond, he said leisurely: "There is an idiom in Simeng, you can understand it as a common saying, it's called Tuqiongdaggerjian, it's about a man who assassinates a man at the moment. A king, in the name of offering a map, hid the dagger used for assassination at the end of the map, and when the map was displayed, he took out the dagger to assassinate."

"I know the saying."

Tilda's voice was a little cold: "What do you want to say?"

Han Dongwen sighed: "Acquaintance, what matters is that you come and go. Even if the Grand Duke does have plans for me on Bailan Mountain, at least you should see the picture first, and then see the picture. Right now, you are just throwing the dagger at me." Come up, even if the widow is dizzy, I can't turn a blind eye."

He raised his hand and tapped the table lightly: "The families of Simeng refugees in the five cities can't be reunited? I think it's very simple. The Grand Duke is so sympathetic to the people. As long as the five cities are brought back to Simeng, thousands of families can be settled down." , isn't it?"

As soon as Han Dongwen's voice fell, the entire meeting room fell silent.

Tilda's eyes widened, and she looked at Han Dongwen in disbelief, and then turned her head to look at the prince Gao who was seated above. The group of people behind her, whether they belonged to the church or the ecumenical faction, were clearly stunned. up.

Turn the table over as soon as you come up?
Also dumbfounded were Li Jae, Liu Cheng and others behind Han Dongwen. Even though they had West Asia's pigtails now, they never thought that Han Dongwen would be so sharp as soon as he came up.

Gao, who was in the seat, seemed to wake up all of a sudden. He stretched his waist and turned his head to Han Dongwen's side: "I never expected to see such a drama today. Han Dongwen, it's been a while since I haven't seen you."

His words seemed to echo faintly in the quiet conference hall. As the prince of "Shangguo" Taka, no one dared to say anything even if he called Han Dongwen by his name so directly.

Behind the entire row of empty seats, unlike Simeng and Xiya, it is actually empty. Prince Gao is sitting here alone, without any close attendants to protect him, but he seems quite at ease.

Han Dongwen nodded with a smile: "Don't dare, Your Royal Highness, it's just that the little king's mind is all about the trade tribute. The Grand Duke made this statement, and he became more anxious for a while."

Through the mask of the white cat, he couldn't see what Gao's expression looked like, and only after the other party was silent for a long while, did he hear Gao speak again: "Tell me the truth."

"Thank you, Prince."

Han Dongwen nodded slightly, and turned to look at Grand Duke Tilda: "The Grand Duke said earlier that Simeng's border management was too strict, causing the families of the people in the five cities to be ruined, so the border should be exchanged. Am I right?"

Tilda took a deep breath, her chest rose and fell, and she looked at Han Dongwen with anger: "That's right! I didn't expect the king of Simeng to not care about the well-being of the people."

Han Dongwen smiled: "That's not the case. The people's livelihood in Simeng is the foundation of Simeng. The reason why I don't agree with what the Grand Duke said is that the border control is not strict at all, and Simeng has never actively prevented the people from returning home for reunion, so , the development of my Skyhawk City is better to be self-reliant."

"Never blocked? Is it not strictly controlled?"

Tilda chuckled with some disdain. She was about to say something more when suddenly a man wearing a church black priest robe came up behind her and whispered something in her ear.

Han Dongwen took a closer look and recognized that this person was the priest Alexander who accused the Grand Duke of not following the teachings in the PV, and even confronted her with swords.

It seems that although they are incompatible in private, they will not get angry in front of outsiders now.

Not knowing what Father Alexander said, Archduke Tilda waved his hand impatiently, Alexander had no choice but to back away with a livid face, and stood back to his original position.

The super powerful Bingshan girl who is extremely powerful but disdains to do face-saving projects.

Han Dongwen made a position for Tilda in his heart. From the fact that she was aggressive when she came up, and she didn't want to hide her plans, it can be seen that people like Tilda may not have deep plans, but she can overwhelm her with her own strength. His strength is still at the peak of the Principality of West Asia.

"It's not strict at all, and many friends from West Asia can come and go freely, and they are in my Skyhawk City like their own!"

The corner of Han Dongwen's mouth curled up, and he tapped the table lightly: "Lieutenant of the Third Division, bring people and things up together!"

"Yes!"

Under everyone's puzzled gaze, Liu Cheng and Li Zai bravely opened the door of the meeting room. A team of Xiubu's guards were outside the door, but in the middle of the crowd was a prisoner wearing a hood and a mask. Flat things with red cloth.

(End of this chapter)