Expedition to Europe

More information about Clemenceau was given by Foch to Qin Zhiyuan.

After the secret meeting in the small hall, a group of people walked out of the small hall.

Qin Zhiyuan, wearing a military uniform, was particularly conspicuous among a group of middle-aged or elderly people with big bellies.

There were still many people in the hall, but when Qin Zhiyuan and his group walked out, almost no one dared to breathe, and everyone watched Qin Zhiyuan and his group leave.

"Joe, do you have any latest news to tell us?" Someone familiar came to ask.

"I can only say, please wait." Clemenceau was very tight-lipped.

"No matter what news, please notify us in time." Someone shouted.

"Yes, please notify us."

"Joe, we support you!"

"Joe, France needs you..."

Various shouts were connected, showing Clemenceau's extremely high popularity.

"Dear gentlemen, we all hope to kill the Germans. This is our common wish. Please rest assured that if there is any latest news, I will definitely notify everyone..." There were too many people shouting, and it would be inappropriate for Clemenceau to leave without saying something.

So, Clemenceau gave an impromptu speech in the hall.

But as if it was destined, the most eye-catching person tonight was not Clemenceau, but Qin Zhiyuan who stood behind Clemenceau when he gave his speech.

At this time, Qin Zhiyuan had put on a windbreaker. He was wearing the traditional blue-gray color of the French army, a blue-gray windbreaker, a blue-gray soft-brimmed military cap, a blue-gray top, blue-gray military pants, a black armed belt, black military boots, plus sharp eyes, a cold face, and an iron-blooded temperament...

Completely different from everyone present.

It was the kind of toughness that stood thousands of feet high, the kind of momentum that embraced all rivers, and the kind of sharpness that was sharpened by the sharpening of a sword.

This was Qin Zhiyuan's first appearance in front of the Parisian upper class.

A perfect appearance!

After seeing off Clemenceau and Lyautey, Qin Zhiyuan, Foch, and old Renault did not return to the hall, but found a room in the front hall to sit down.

The waiter served various drinks, coffee for Foch, champagne for old Renault, and tea for Qin Zhiyuan.

"Qin, tell me about the Knights Templar." Foch's face was calm.

Qin Zhiyuan glanced at old Renault, who also had a blank expression, no surprise, no joy.

"Auerbach told me that it's best not to make public my relationship with the Knights Templar, but why do I feel like everyone knows it!" Qin Zhiyuan shook his head and sighed.

Auerbach told Qin Zhiyuan to keep it secret in order to prevent Qin Zhiyuan from being unanimously boycotted by secular countries. This is not uncommon in history. Almost all European countries are wary of the Holy See, including France.

"Not everyone knows, but there are many who know. Otherwise, why do you think you are here today?" Old Renault remained calm.

"Obviously, you won't do anything bad to me." Qin Zhiyuan was not wary.

Foch and old Renault were the most reassuring French people Qin Zhiyuan had come into contact with in the six months since he arrived in France. This is not just because of the Knights Templar. Qin Zhiyuan trusts Foch because of Julie, and trusts Old Renault because of their good cooperation before.

"I'm waiting for your answer, Qin." Foch was dissatisfied.

Since Qin Zhiyuan and Julie got together, Foch's status in front of Qin Zhiyuan has been declining, and Qin Zhiyuan has been more presumptuous in front of Foch.

Foch has no way to deal with this, unless Foch hunts Qin Zhiyuan again at the cost of his own image.

That may not be useful!

"Ah, yes, the Knights Templar, I am now the Grand Master of the Knights Templar. But unfortunately, as the Grand Master, I have no salary, no soldiers, and I am a commander without troops." Qin Zhiyuan is not shy about it.

Foch and Old Renault are not ordinary people. Their own rights and social status determine that they must know more than ordinary civilians, so even if Qin Zhiyuan hides it, it is meaningless.

"Qin, I'm not kidding you, be serious." Foch knocked on the table dissatisfiedly.

On the other side, Old Renault had already covered his forehead with his hand speechlessly.

"I'm not kidding. Okay, okay, I'll tell you the truth. I don't know much about the Knights Templar. I only know that the Knights Templar is a legend in Christianity, but I don't know much about the past and present of the Knights Templar." Qin Zhiyuan told the truth.

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Qin Zhiyuan himself is not a Christian believer, so he really doesn't know enough about the Knights Templar. Regarding this issue, Qin Zhiyuan is actually very happy to discuss it with Foch. Qin Zhiyuan knows Foch's Christian background. At this time, he needs Foch's guidance.

"Regarding the Knights Templar, I want to tell you that you'd better stay away from him, especially those fanatics. They can make you ascend to heaven or fall into hell." Foch hesitated a little.

Strictly speaking, Foch is also a fanatic, but he has more calm side in his character. Foch treated Qin Zhiyuan very well to let a person with firm faith say this.

"Fanatical believers, I don't quite understand." Qin Zhiyuan still doesn't quite understand this business.

"It's just an ascetic! Just a different name." Old Renault commented.

"Thank you, Louis." Qin Zhiyuan changed his target in time and wanted Old Renault to explain.

Compared with Foch, Old Renault's beliefs are more complicated. Old Renault also believes in Christianity, but he believes more in money and himself.

"Qin, first of all, let me ask you one thing. Do you know the Pope's intention for letting you serve as the Grand Master of the Knights Templar?" Old Renault took over the topic.

Look, this is the difference. If it was Foch, he would never use the third person to refer to Benedict XV.

"I know a little bit. If you put it in a broader sense, it is to spread the glory of Christianity and make the glory of the Lord shine to every corner of the world. Specifically, my troops are grabbing territory in the front, and then the Pope sends people to pick peaches in the back." Qin Zhiyuan looked at Foch's increasingly ugly face and dared not say any more: "That's probably what it means."

"Okay, it seems that you understand. Then I want to remind you that you should not let those missionaries enter your troops, otherwise they will destroy you. There is one thing I want to ask you, what is the proportion of religious believers in your troops?" Old Renault became more and more presumptuous. He didn't care about Foch as much as Qin Zhiyuan.

"Is this proportion important? If necessary, my troops can all be faithful Christians. If not, they can change to believe in something else at any time. I don't make mandatory requirements." Qin Zhiyuan is still quite confident about this.

As for the beliefs of the Chinese, haha, it's better not to mention it.

"That's good, it seems that I don't have to worry about you." Old Renault laughed.

Foch snorted coldly, opened the door and walked out. He really didn't want to be in the same room with these two hypocritical blasphemers. It made him feel suffocated.

It's too dirty!