Traveling from The Deer and Ding Tale

Chapter 95 Did I win the mating right? (seeking subscription)
"Mr. King, even if you and I write a joint letter now and send people to deliver the letter by water to the Qing Dynasty, it will probably be too late for the Qing Dynasty to send troops to attack the Rakshasa Kingdom. This road is really too far."

Zhou Pingan first laid out the actual problems.

"Did the Duke have any other good plans that week?" Louis XIV smiled wryly, apparently he didn't have much hope for this either.

"As far as I know, your country still has a lot of territory in the African continent, which is not far from your country's mainland. The population is also quite large." Zhou Ping'an smiled slightly.

"The problem is that those black slaves are too lazy. They can't even whip them slowly. They can't fight in the front. We have to supervise the battle in the back. It's no different from fighting by ourselves. Maybe we will be dragged back .”

Louis XIV said helplessly, "If it weren't for the gold, iron ore, and ivory there, I wouldn't want those places. Thinking of them being so dark makes my skin crawl."

"We have a famous saying in the East, that there must be brave men under great rewards."

Zhou Pingan smiled slightly, "As long as Mr. King gives enough benefits and policies to the African black men, Mr. King, I think you should be able to organize an army of several million immediately. At that time, even if you want to unify the Western continent, or even It is not impossible to destroy the Raksha country."

"That's right." Louis XIV patted his thigh, "Mr. Duke, I really have you. Otherwise, you can also serve as an advisor to our country. On behalf of the country, I will award you the Order of Knights and make you the Duke of Orleans."

"This time I come to the West, although your country is the first stop, but there are still many countries to go to. I may not be able to stay in your country for too long." Zhou Pingan said politely.

"It doesn't matter. As long as Duke Zhou is willing to serve as our country's advisor and Duke."

Louis XIV was overjoyed, and immediately issued an order that as long as the black Africans in the territory were willing to join the war, they could also enjoy the benefits of the nationals of the Bourbon dynasty.

"Then you just wait to be blackened. Their reproductive ability and living habits, tsk tsk, will refresh your three views." Zhou Ping'an secretly laughed.

After walking a few steps from the Palace of Versailles, Zhou Ping'an heard a delicate voice, "Handsome, I'm here."

Zhou Ping'an was slightly startled, and after looking around, it turned out to be the Ninth Princess Louisa who had danced with him just now.

"His Royal Highness Ninth Princess, what are you doing here if you don't go back to sleep so late?"

"I want you to dance. Come with me." Louisiana pursed her lips and smiled, holding Zhou Ping'an's hand and was about to leave.

"Is it so open here? Let's get started." Zhou Pingan followed Louisana and walked over.

Unexpectedly, just after passing through three intersections, he was surrounded by dozens of musketeers.

"En? Your Highness Ninth Princess, what's the situation?" Zhou Pingan was slightly taken aback, but he was not empty.

"Trio, what do you want?" Louisiana's expression changed.

"Duke Zhou, don't you want to hide behind the woman?"

The young man standing in front of the strongest musketeer said arrogantly, as if in his eyes, Zhou Ping'an was already a dead man.

"So many, do you want to duel with me?" Zhou Ping'an shrugged indifferently.

This Trio, whom Zhou Ping'an had heard from Louis XIV before, is the only son of Prince Auguste, the proper second generation.

"Wow, a duel? For me? You two are awesome!" Louisiana said with bright eyes.

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Zhou Ping'an was speechless. He never expected that the women here would be so excited to see two men fighting for them.

"Aren't you afraid that I will be beaten to death?" Zhou Pingan looked at Louisiana dumbfounded.

"Don't be afraid, only a man who has fought a duel is a real knight." Louisiana said with a serious face.

"How? If you don't dare, then you can get under my crotch." Trio said arrogantly.

"If you want to die, I will help you." Zhou Pingan replied indifferently.

"Then you pick a gun."

As Trio spoke, a sneer flashed across his mouth, and then he asked his men to bring up a box of pistols.

Looking at Trio's confident eyes, Zhou Pingan guessed that these pistols were probably tampered with by him, and said with a smile: "You Westerners are used to using guns as an external force, and we Chinese are all skilled in martial arts. Let us compare and see whether your western muskets are better or our Chinese martial arts are better."

"What! You mean, you're going to duel me with nothing?" Terrio was shocked.

"That's right." Zhou Pingan spread his hands.

"Wow, wow, I like watching oriental martial arts the most." Louisiana continued to clap and applaud with an expression that didn't think it was a big deal.

This made Zhou Ping'an suddenly think of Mao Dongzhu's daughter, Princess Jianning, "Could it be that this guy is also a wild species?"

"I won't be polite to you." Trio snorted coldly, reached out, drew his gun, and fired almost in one go.

Obviously, although this guy is a second-generation guy, his marksmanship is really good.

However, the moment Trio pulled the trigger, he found a shadow flashing in front of him, and Zhou Ping'an's people disappeared unexpectedly.

"It's on the left," Louisana exclaimed excitedly.

Trio quickly turned his head, and with a bang, he fired another shot at the figure on the left.

"It's on the right." Louisa clapped her palms and laughed, "Oriental martial arts are really amazing, and they can fly, even more powerful than spells."

"It's in heaven"

Trio fired three shots, but missed.

"It's not rude to come and go, now I will let you see what is the palm technique that descends from the sky."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Ping'an jumped into the air, and from a height of more than ten meters, he suddenly struck out with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

"what!"

Trio only uttered a scream, and his seven orifices bled from the blow.

After that, the whole person was blown to pieces.

Zhou Ping'an intended to show the power of Eastern martial arts, so this palm condensed his near-peak strength.

"Oriental martial arts, it's really amazing." Louisiana looked at everything in front of her with a face full of horror, "It's as powerful as shooting a cannon."

"Is this Eastern Immortal Art, Claude?"

"Maybe it's magic, Beauvoir"

Seeing that Trio was dead, the rest of the musketeers trembled with fright, for fear that Zhou Ping'an would blow them to death again.

"Get out of here." Louisiana said angrily.

"Congratulations on winning the duel, Mr. Zhou." Louisiana said with great joy, not affected by Trio's death at all.

"Have I won the right to mate?" Zhou Ping'an chuckled.

"Yes, Mr. Zhou, are you free now?" Louisiana pursed her lips and smiled, and pulled Zhou Pingan away.

Originally, Zhou Ping'an wanted to sow seeds, and Zhou Ping'an accepted all the invitations from Louisiana and the princesses.

Coupled with the fact that Zhou Ping'an was rich and noble, and he was His Majesty's celebrity and distinguished guest, for a while, celebrities, ladies, and actresses in Paris' upper class circles were all proud to be associated with Zhou Ping'an.

Even the harem of the Palace of Versailles, Zhou Ping'an secretly entered and exited countless times, and the densely packed guards of Louis XIV were just like decorations.

Zhou Ping lived among thousands of flowers, and he didn't bother to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all. He was even complacent. Old Du dreamed of Yangzhou once in ten years and won the reputation of a brothel.

On this day, as soon as Zhou Ping'an entered the Palace of Versailles, Louis XIV said with a complicated expression: "Mr. Duke, I have two news, good and bad. Which one do you want to hear first?"

(End of this chapter)