Zhao Dongting patted his shoulder and said, "You only need to master Western languages, and it is okay to go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to do an interpreter."

Wang Wu nodded vigorously.

On the other end, Li Yannan had just walked to the entrance of the inn, and the general also brought his soldiers to the entrance.

As soon as he arrived, he waved his hand and signaled the soldiers to surround the inn.

The white-robed monk stood beside him.

When Li Yannan walked out the door, the white-robed monk pointed at him and hurriedly said to the general: "It's him, it's him who captured all of us bishops."

The general's eyes instantly became sharp, and the commanders rushed to Li Yannan.

Li Yannan whispered: "Is there anyone who understands what I say?"

This general was obviously prepared for it.

A soldier came out from behind him and shouted, "We are the New Guardian Legion. You are committing crimes in our city and quickly surrender, otherwise you will be killed on the spot!"

"Are you sure you want to kill me?"

Li Yannan took out the gold medal from his arms with a cold face and said, "We are the envoys of the Song Dynasty! If you dare to take action, do you believe it or not, my Song Dynasty imperial guards will kill you Malay soon?"

The soldier had no right to make a decision, his face changed slightly, and he quickly translated the words to the generals around him.

The general's face also changed instantly.

At this moment, he felt like he was unable to get off the ground.

Kicked to the iron plate.

He knew that these Westerners were envoys from the West who came to Malay and had to go to the capital to talk to the king. Protecting is inevitable.

But I didn't expect that these Song people would have such a big origin.

If he was just a martial artist in the world, he would not be afraid. Although he heard that these Song people were powerful, he believed that no matter how powerful they were, they would not be able to stop the siege of the army.

The bad thing is that these Song people were messengers of the Song Dynasty.

He did not doubt that the Song Dynasty had the ability to send troops to attack Malay, and the Song Dynasty, the "ally" was also extremely important to the Malay. He really did not dare to be rude to the envoys of the Song Dynasty.

Whether these envoys passed by Malay or were ordered to come to Malay for business.

Sitting on the horse, the general felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

After a while, he dismounted with a bitter face and had to ask politely: "Do you dare to ask the envoy of the Great Song Kingdom what is important if you come to Xinjia?"

Li Yannan put on a paralyzed face and said straight: "Nothing can be told."

The general dared not do anything, so he had to bite the bullet and said, "Then... I wonder if the envoy can release Bishop Babos? Bishop Babos is an envoy who sent us to Malay in the West. If an accident occurs in our new addition, we...we really cannot explain to the lord. I also ask the envoy to add this thin face to us and turn swords into jade. We will thank you very much."

The white-robed monk suddenly turned his face down.

Although he does not understand Chinese, he understands the language of Malay. Because he is the translator around Babos.

He heard everything that the general had just said.

Turn swords into jade?

Their Crusaders were bullied so badly, and even Bishop Babos was caught, so they turned swords into pleasant things?

Where do they put their faces? Where do they put their faces? Where do they put their faces?

You know, the Holy See is superior in the West.

He hurriedly said to the general: "How can we just forget it? Where can we put the face of our Holy See?"

But the general was not as polite as before, and said lightly: "Do you want to watch our Malay Kingdom be pushed into the border by the Song army?"

The white-robed monk said, "Then will you Malay sacrifice the face of our Holy See for this?"

He didn't feel anything in his heart.

First of all, he thought that the West was the most powerful. Secondly, the Song Dynasty would not attack their Holy See.

He just wants to save his face and not care about the outcome of the Malay Parliament.

The general felt uncomfortable when he heard this and said, "Then you, go and save Bishop Babos by yourself. I can't control this matter."

He had heard of the powerful Song Dynasty. In the surrounding waters, who didn’t know that the Song Dynasty was invincible?

The white-robed monk was blushed by this sentence and his neck was thick, and he was panting like a cow, unable to speak. If he had the ability, he would not have let Bishop Babos be captured.

When the general saw him shut up, he bowed to Li Yannan again and said, "I would like to ask the envoy of the Song Dynasty to give us this thin face in Malay."

The Holy See also had a lot of contact with Malay, and he really didn't dare to watch it on the wall.

Li Yannan's eyes drooped slightly and said, "Then I'll go up and ask for instructions."

Then he walked straight upstairs.

The general hurriedly gathered all the soldiers back, and then arranged for people to go to the city lord's mansion to report the news, and asked all the soldiers in the brigade to go back.

The sweet potato is too hot, and he thinks it is better for the city lord to deal with it. This is no longer something he can handle.

Li Yannan returned to the room and told Zhao Dongting what the general meant, "Young Master, they want us to release this guy and turn it into jade and silk."

"Let it go?"

Zhao Dongting laughed in a low voice and said, "They have made a good plan. After they let go, they will be able to get along with each other and have a good relationship with the West and our Song Dynasty?"

It is good to enjoy the cool air with a big tree on your back. Small countries like Malay have many benefits when interacting with the Holy See and the Song Dynasty.

But now, Zhao Dongting doesn't want to help them get benefits anymore, although this will have some impact on the Song Dynasty.
Chapter completed!