Law of the Devil
Chapter 589: The Sick Duke of Tulip (Today! Make up your debts!)
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(Replenishing chapter two!
Chapter 572: The Sick Duke of Tulip
“Every time the Empire holds an expedition to the South Ocean, the ‘cost’, as I said earlier, was probably more than a million and a half million gold coins at a time. Gentlemen, the soldiers in front are brave, but after all, your boat has to be built for money, and once you go out to sea, the ships have to be repaired, the weapons are especially rusty at sea, and they also need to be repaired and replaced frequently, the clothes the soldiers wear, the food they eat —— oh, the boats that go out to sea have to be equipped with enough vegetables and fruit, which can be much more expensive than regular army rations. And all of this, it costs money! ”
Saying, he sighed deeply: “What I want to say is that, just in terms of cost, if according to the generals, 'we take our own battleships, where they are needed’, it is true, but, in fact, it is not a loss. Moreover, it takes an average of more than 18 months, if not more, to make an expedition. And it turns out, there are only a dozen or two million gold coins in that area. ”
And he came up with the list of Southern messengers, and he said softly, "But now? Every year, we don't have to let the generals bleed, we don't have to let them go out to sea, we don't have to spend half a coin of copper, we sit at home, they send three million coins! And I think, even if you're a kid, you can figure out which one is the bigger one. ”
Finally, the old man took a deep look at all his colleagues and slowed down: “Of course, I also understand… this is not just a matter of money, it is more about the face of the Empire, it is about the dignity of the nation. If we let former slaves, now high seated guests in our palace, be our guests… in any case, it is disgraceful. Even make people watch jokes... What are we Roland people after, even Nanyang slaves can be eligible to sit on par with us? I think that's what you're trying to say. ”
The old man's words made a lot of people nod softly, but at this time, the old man's words suddenly turned: “But, gentlemen, I'm afraid this is not the time to worry about face! Ahead, the Kabaski Line is at war... The sergeant is bleeding, and at the cost of sacrifice, we spend a lot of money and supplies every month to replenish it! Signs and training of recruits, as well as the pensions of casualty soldiers, the rewards of General Likung... these are also expensive!
And, as a matter of courtesy, we have no possibility of any more southern expeditions right now! In other words, if we don't accept this offering, we don't even have a chance to sail the boat to the South! So we accept this offering, and we get three million gold dollars a year in fiscal revenue. If you refuse... it's... zero! ”
His last few words gradually smelled a little generous and exhilarating, and the old man looked around him with his head up.
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Pfft! Pfft!
Suddenly the applause goes off!
The crowd looked, but saw the silence, half-closed eyes, leaning against the chair, as if the old Chancellor Robustschel had fallen asleep, but at this moment he had straightened his waistplate, his face was calm, in the surprise of the crowd, he did not hide, clapping his hands at once!
This old fox… Everyone has some doubts.
The old prime minister, Robustschel, had recently become more and more depressed, and he became ill in the first half of the year, and later became even more abysmal. He used to occasionally come out to make shelves, but now he doesn't even do shelves. He simply has set up his horses and retired from his own home.
Had it not been for the King Regent's nomination to invite him to the meeting today, the Old Chancellor would not have appeared before the crowd for months.
At this moment, the old man, who has recently been basically retired and is resolutely implementing Ming Cheol's strategy of preservation, suddenly becomes paranormal and stands up!
In the presence of many ministers, the oldest veteran of the empire, has straightened out his already somewhat curved spine, his face of old and weak is determined, with the most direct action, to show his attitude!
He hasn't “spoken" for a very, very long time - for anything!
“Ladies and gentlemen, if I may.” The old Chancellor stood reluctantly, somewhat trembling, and the major illness of the previous few months, he did not pretend, but really nearly died, after all, he was too old.
When the oldest man in the empire is about to speak, everyone calms down immediately - that's seniority! You may not support him, you may not like him, but at his age and experience, you have to respect him - even if it's only superficial! But you have to!
“When it comes to face, it's natural to talk about face.” The voice of the old prime minister is no longer as stable as it used to be, even with the tremors that some old people used to tremble: "But sometimes the real Libya matters… especially now, I think, the empire has no capital to pursue ‘the face’ alone. ”
He said here, because of his weakness, he gasped for two breaths, and then, in his cloudy old eyes, he suddenly burst into a glimpse, like looking at an aging lion, but suddenly revealed his claw teeth and a male wind!
“If!” the old Chancellor's voice sounded at this moment, retreating the entire palace: "If any of you here have a good idea of earning the empire three million gold dollars a year, then I would agree with you, kicking the Nanyang messengers back into the sea! If you guys don't have any good ideas, then... cough! I agree with the Minister of Finance. ”
Buzz!!
In the palace, more than twenty high-ranking officials from all walks of life couldn't help but whisper!
The old prime minister... he actually made a statement!
Is that a signal?
The so-called "tiger elder male wind in”, the old prime minister who has recently not revealed the mountain and does not reveal the water, suddenly “come to one hand” at this time, still revealing his unparalleled political influence!
After all, decades of seniority are not a joke. Even the minister of etiquette who still wants to argue, there are some military generals whose faces are silent but whose hearts are uncomfortable, can only at this moment quietly close their mouths in front of the old Chancellor.
Anyway, this face is always given.
Soon, the Regent stood up and he made the final “verdict”.
“Tomorrow at noon, I will meet the Nanyang Messenger here… all the rules of reception, according to the example of the Prairie - the National Salute! ”
When the real boss of the Empire spoke, everyone bowed down and answered.
At this moment, when Prince Chen stood up, the little Charlie around him also stood up, but neither the ministers who answered overhead nor the prince who was frowning next to him showed a slight discomfort in the eyes of the little emperor!
That's it?
So that's it?
What about me? I... I'm an emperor now! No one asked me from the beginning to the end?
Father... didn't even look at me before he made his decision?
Yeah, I'm a little girl, I'm not a kid! But anyway, I have a crown on my head!! Even nominally, I'm the emperor of this empire!
Even… Father, you should speak to me nominally!!
And now... he made the decision directly, even if he didn't do it to me! I... what's my name “emperor”?
What's the difference with "Prince"?!
His hands were hidden in the sleeve and he couldn't help squeezing them into fists.
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There are two very ancient topics:
What's the fastest growing thing in the world?
Ambition!
What in this world, when it breeds and develops, is often out of control?
Desire!
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After the adjournment of the meeting, the Old Chancellor slowly walked out of the hall with the help of court attendants - a privilege only he could enjoy.
At this time, the Minister of Finance deliberately landed at the end, following the elder minister.
Robustschel looked at the court attendant around him and smiled: "Okay, thank you. I can go myself. ”
The court waiter looked at the next finance minister and bowed down.
The old prime minister barely stood on his cane, and the finance minister next to him hurried to the first two steps to help him.
Robustschel looked at this old colleague around him and suddenly sighed, showing his aging tone: “Interesting, interesting! You came to help me. Don't forget, you're not much younger than me. ”
He looked at the Minister of Finance and laughed bitterly: "You're old, we're all old. Look at me now, I can't walk anymore. ”
The finance minister's face was full, his eyes flashed with suspicion, whispering: “My old friend, I really didn't expect today that you... you would...”
“How dare I speak?” The old prime minister laughed, smiling naughty as a child, blinking, whispering: “You, and them... are you used to it already, I have become a set in a chair? Oh, I'm so outspoken, a lot of people aren't used to it. ”
“Actually... why don't you?” The finance minister sighed: “I am ready to fight with others in the palace today, even if there is a big fight on the sleeves and even more offense, I am already ready! But you, you're out of the vortex. Why do you have to stand up and help me today? ”
“I... am not helping you. ”
The old Chancellor looked around, lowered his voice, and lowered his voice: “I promised a man, just last night. He came to my house and asked me face to face, and I must be present in this matter. ”
“Who? Could it be...”
“That's the kid. Hey, hey, our Tulip Duchess. ”
“Dewey?” The finance minister frowned: “He... Didn't he say he was seriously ill the other day? I hear he can't even get out of bed. We sent someone to visit him. He can't even see us...”
“He's not the one.” The old Chancellor smiled, but then his face became more worried: "I thought he was pretending to be sick, after all, the Regent seemed intent on taking power from him the other day. He is now pretending to be ill and taking care of himself at home, although it is a little too obvious, but it is also what he should have meant in the question... However, I was wrong, Dewey, it is true that he is ill! ”
The old man's voice was deeply saddened: "You know what? Last night he came to my house, when he saw me, he sat in a wheelchair, he...”
“He's what? ”
“Our Tulip Duchess seems completely paralyzed.” The old prime minister bit his teeth: "He admitted it, too, and he swore to me that he was not lying. He really couldn't move his whole body, and in the process of talking to him, he fainted twice! He explained to himself that something had gone wrong while he was doing his magic experiment. Alas... in this situation, he is in such a state that he cannot come out to help you fight for anything in the hall, only come to me. ”
Speaking of which, the old Chancellor mocked himself: "And me? I've always thought that Dewey was the most suitable person for that ‘lower left first' position, and I'm relieved to pass it on to him. But now that he has this situation, I can only come out with a hard scalp and stand on the last shift to help him for a while. ”
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Tulip Duke's Palace.
Dewey sat in the yard and his body leaned softly against the wheelchair. His face was as usual and even hidden with a reddish glow, but... what troubled Dewey was that he had returned from overseas for many days, but his “recovery period” had not yet passed.
He was like a paralyzed person, and his brain was gradually sober as a normal person, although he was still a little weak.
However, his mental power is still insufficient to control his body.
Don't say stand up and walk away, even grabbing a pair of chopsticks now almost takes all his strength to force him to do it.
“My lord.” Little Zach came to the house early today, he stood by Dewey and whispered: “The news in the palace should be coming out soon... but I don't understand, since you did this on your own, you also made this line in the South China, why don't you go to the palace yourself? In your power, as long as you sit in the palace, those who oppose you will not dare speak up. ”
Dewey smiled softly and his tone was a little complicated: "That's why I couldn't go! Instead of being able to participate in this thing in the South China Ocean, I can't talk about it, I can't express it... on the contrary, I should hide away from this thing, the farther the better! ”
Looking at Little Zach's confused eyes, Dewey smiled: "You're smart, but you're good at business, and politics is different. These things, they don't explain to you anymore. ”
Paused, he whispered: "By the way, in the backyard... how many drinks did you send over today? ”
“Entire three cars.” Little Zach suddenly looked a little weird and smiled bitterly: “Boss, if you keep going like this, all the wine we store in all the stores in Didu is empty! It's been days, a few cars of wine every day! Don't say it's human. It's just a cow. Can't you drink it? ”
Dewey didn't speak, but she smiled helplessly: it wasn't a cow!
It's a dragon!
Most importantly, this dragon is still a prisoner held for tens of thousands of years! Haven't eaten anything in 10,000 years, haven't drunk wine... so out of jail, he doesn't get mad compensation?
Old Chris lives in the backyard because of his “dragon-shaped” state, and Dewey has given strict orders not to allow anyone near the backyard! Of course, Old Chris has become familiar with the new body, and has been able to transform itself into a human being. But... it's not to be ruled out that he's drunk, drunk, and when he gets excited, he reveals his body.
Dewey didn't want anyone to know he had a Golden Dragon in his own backyard.
Because the Empire has an iron law, published jointly by the Imperial Royal Family and the Magic Union: no magician is allowed to keep any dangerous magic pets in the Empire! This is the protection of the Emperor's capital!
And among the banned magic pets, dragons, are the first on the list!
Ridiculously, Dewey knew that Old Chris' true identity was far scarier than a dragon!
What's more, besides this 10,000-year-old prisoner, is there a witch king, the White River?
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(Well, it's 1: 30 in the morning, and this is the fourth and second chapter of today's debt.
It wasn't supposed to be written until 1: 30 a.m. today, but because the original update was delayed today, to express my personal apologies to the brothers for waiting, I wrote it all night.
Of course, the three chapters owed, that's two more chapters. I'll make it up to you tomorrow!
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