Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

The cold wind is like a knife.

The snow flakes, like flickering silver blades, draw a patchwork of broken light in the airflow. The horses came running cold, and the dark horseshoes split a narrow path in the snow. Horsebacks of young men's clothes hunting and flying, eyes slightly squeezed against the ice, pupils soaked with chill.

Strong, steady and powerful over the reins.

“Here.” The man muted.

The horse was tight, the horse stood on its feet and hissed, and the witch held the horse's neck tightly. The old man leaped behind him and sank the snow from the dark grey Baron's cloak.

Witch Jane, that's what scared me.

The boss seems to have been dressed up pretty by the show team all the time. In most composite arts, this is the treatment that has to be paid for the show team...

Rich Enemy Defense: “Hmm? ”

Witch Jane shook her head quickly and enthusiastically went to help the big man ride the snow and snow. The horse was very lively. She came to Witch Jane and caught up with the pony.

Witch Jane suddenly remembered: "Chu Chu! …… ”

Chu Chu got off his horse angrily: "How dare you leave me alone! ”

“You have to ride yourself," he said calmly. ”

Chu Chu stressed: "I'm going to have the little witch * ride with me, not move the little witch out and let me ride alone - never mind straight guys like you! ”

As soon as the little colt saw the witch Jane, he gathered up and swayed his tail to the arch. Previously, the horse turned around and rubbed the pony. Look at that momentum is a stallion...

Witch Jane looked up and looked away in the snowstorm.

There are two houses, like the “mini-station” of Louis XVI between the Palace of Versailles and another courtyard. To the north there is a hillside a few meters high, and the terrain goes up. Beyond the bush, you can see the scene of the Little Trier Farm Palace.

At this time, the distant Little Trianon Palace returned to silence, and the naked eye in the wind and snow was less than 2 km away. Witchcraft could only see someone walking out of Little Trianon.

Rather than an "alliance of agreements”, the three Veras are more likely to be abducted by “civilian class” players. Witch Jane was about to open her mouth, and suddenly she was hit by a jumping pony...

Witch Jane rocked hard: “!!! ”

Bang - As he fell into the snow, the pony stood in shock and regained his good, wet eyes.

The guard took the hot witch Jane out of the snow as if she were digging up a shovel tip in the ground.

While focusing on the kung fu of reshaping the snow, Witch Jane briefly describes the story of the Little Terrier Farm Palace.

“Is Vera Queen Mary?” Chu Chu: “Shall we wait for someone to go to the Versailles halfway? ”

Witch Jane shook her head: "We wait for the council to begin. There are too few people, and the Imperial Party is nestled in the Versailles Palace. Only parliament can bring them forward. ”

The Royal Party is reluctant to show its face. It seems that history is also linked to the situation at this time, when the interests of the French aristocracy are only effectively violated before they become truly active. They are not defending the royal family, not the monarchy. Anyone on the board of this French change will only defend themselves.

The look on his face was cold and he was skilled in zipping his uniform for Witch Jane, like unwrapping the shoots and wrapping them one lap at a time.

Witch Jane wonders, once the council starts, they'll kill back from here...

Witch Jane was handed a glass of warm water.

Wait, where's the warm water from, boss?

Witch Jane grunted and drank, exhaling warm white air, her little round face returned red again.

Satisfied, he continued to water the shoots with no expression.

At this point in time, far away from the Little Trianon Palace, a huge team of players finally began to move.

“We're ready too!” Chu Chu shouted immediately.

The guard turned his back on his horse and drew a strong wind. At this time, many cameras were flying around. Witch Jane was timid as a rabbit. She didn't look at the old man again. She rode the original pony with straight legs.

Chu Chu quickly sat behind the witch Jane.

The bodyguard blurred his eyes.

Witch Jane stumbled on a spiritual note: "Chu, Chu, why don't you sit in front...”

Chu Chu waved his big hand and was proud to say, “No, you keep out the wind! ”

Witch Jane and Guardian held horseback at the same time.

Horseshoe burst.

Chu Chu sat steadily, and the little witch in front was blocking the wind, like a hot little barbecue. Chu Chulton was delighted. In his mind, the nourishment was to frame himself with the little witch. At the end of the game, he painted a wave of "Golden Boy Jade Brothers and Sisters in Love”...

Suddenly a cold breeze flew by.

The two horses suddenly approached each other, their noses snorted together, and the cord relaxed. The horse slowed down and even the pony jogged along.

The two distant knights pulled together.

Weisheng slight side head.

In the snow, the light leaps like a sardine.

The snow splashed out of the debris and the whole of Versailles sparkled in the morning light as the two rode shoulder to shoulder.

“…” Chu Chu is completely reduced to a background plate.

The cameras are fast tracking. Witch Jane just reacted, hurry up an acceleration, and the pony rushed out. The horse followed closely, and the pedestrian eventually flashed slightly by the bush, disappearing into the path to the Palace of Versailles.

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Versailles Parliament Hall.

The bell rang at 9: 00 and the silent players sat under the painted glass - all the players still alive in the third round.

Civilians 41, priests 14, nobles 12.

The watch shows the survival number 69.

“Wei Yan is not here..." Chuchu counted, whispering. And of course, the god of guardianship is not here.

Heavy cold makes the survival of athletes highly dependent on heating equipment, with eliminated life-classes everywhere outside the Parliament Hall door and even a few kilometres away in the snow. Heating equipment was robbed by the perpetrator.

The minute needle is aligned to the whole point.

Red and white roses of royal stature pushed in, followed by a long line of waiters, carrying hemp woven bags found all over Paris in the 18th century.

is the second batch of heating equipment.

All players are instantly noticed.

Ning Fengbei was slightly picky and read the parliamentary regulations: “… the conference will decide on the distribution of the second batch of heating facilities… each class holds 1 vote, for a total of 3 votes…"

On the stage, Vera's gaze swept through Witch Jane and Chu Chu's expression finally faded.

And when the tiny stain came up with a crisp line, “9 hours for the noblemen, 8 hours for the civilians, 4 hours for the priests”, the scene was suddenly loud.

Zoe, who was also a nobleman, frowned slightly and Ming Yao fried his hair for a second. Even though Ming Yao was an aristocrat, captain Zuo Potang chose a priest. The polls began in chaos, with the civilian class handing over the polls almost in seconds, while the remaining two classes were overwhelmed.

“Organizational.” Witch Jane whispered: “They - there should be a commander in the civilian class. ”

The conductor first caged the vast majority of civilian cards in the shortest period of time, then plotted the "League of the Coerced Kings” of the Little Trianon Palace, and then proceeded to the parliamentary layout -

“If not commanders, civilians would kill each other extensively for four hours in the opening session. The conductor can communicate with each other in cages and coordinate the distribution of benefits," Suddenly a fragmented book memory flashed through the mind of Witchcraft.

- Gathering coalitions with common political positions and objectives to coordinate the distribution of interests.

“Party. ”

The conductor is the party leader.

At this point, it is a complete reproduction of the parliamentary landscape of the end of Louis XVI's administration. Nobility lacks control over current affairs and public opinion, and power is in the hands of civil political parties. Civilian camp commanders, in turn, are shaping the "Jacobins" who violently oppose the monarchy and advocate for equal rights with their sophisticated cohesion.

“The conductor… is Lan?” Chu Chu speculated.

Witch Jane was not convinced: "Lan walked the path of hidden assassinations. Historically, only Jing Jing stabbed King Qin, and no Prince Dan stabbed King Qin. ”

“Dye? ”

Witch Jane: “Little dyed in the light... if I were the conductor, I would be in the dark. ”

Chu Chu asked quickly: "This, the redistribution of resources to the detriment of the clergy… can Parliament pass? ”

Witch Jane thought about it and eventually gave it a “yes”.

“This round consists of the last round, with the vast majority of players in teams of four, who have too little chance of getting advanced heating equipment at the same time. That is, 2 nobles +2 civilians are more common than 2 nobles +2 priests. Noble players consider themselves allies and vote for the civilian class. ”

“Moreover, the relative strength of the civilian class is worse than that of priests, who are more willing to give eight hours of heating equipment to weaker enemies if they must be given it. ”

He can imagine that the other commander can certainly imagine.

At this time, six of the 12 nobles had voted in favour, and Ming Yao was still yelling for votes, trying to obtain heating resources for the captain of his clergy, but the votes were in a reverse position -

Ming Yao: “It's not fair! ”

Eight nobles voted in favour.

Ming Yao: “…”

Nine.

Ming Yao shrugged for a second and quickly wiped out the heating equipment on his body. He froze and shivered: “I need to save some use before I can leave a set for the captain...”

The parliamentary vote is coming to an end. Both the aristocratic and civilian classes vote "yes” at the same time. No effort by the clergy who were robbed of their resources at this time could save their fate. The waiter sang the ticket to the Reverend Witch Jane.

“Abstaining. ”

The whole scene was so loud that even Witch Jane gave up her resistance. Zuo Potang twisted his eyebrows, and Ming Yao hated that iron was not steel. Lan Rao was interested in watching the witch Jane.

Witch Jane stalls: “No need to struggle. ”

Juveniles did not move in myriad sights, Chu Chu was extremely nervous: “When the polls are over, Lan they get the heating equipment, they must unload and kill the donkey! To you and Sister Vera. Where's the Imperial Party? Where's the Imperial Party? ”

Witch Jane whispered: “No rush, we wait for the Imperial Party to come forward.” The fingertips next to the uniform snap silently toward the waist bayonet.

On the stage, it seems that King Ning Fengbei will have to sign the bill because of the coercion of the civilian class--

Gunshots accompanied by a whistle!

The bullet spinned north of Ning Feng on the high platform, but it rushed off at an exciting moment. Vera's elbow took Ning Feng Bei, who was still beeping with the thin fire, to the bunker, and coldly raised his gun to protect the king.

The gunpoint of the black hole locked the attacker.

Once the attacker had eaten, Zuo Potang protected the attacker during a 0.1-second rapid reaction time. The line of fire was tight on Vera, but her eyes were constantly on Witch Jane.

A bayonet was inserted under Left Potong's feet.

Ming Yao's muzzle is still burning.

Neither did anyone think that it was Jing Yi Mingyao who shot King Ning Fengbei.

But Witch Jane moved faster than he did, and the bayonet broke through half the chamber. Hard students disrupted Ming Yao's projectile prediction, giving the red and white roses time to react.

One second silence, two seconds, three seconds...

In a stunned glance, Chu Chuqiu inhaled: “Xiao, Xiaoming attacked the king, want to rebel?! ”

The parliament room was full of smoke and all I could hear was staring: “This, this is the well double C paired scarf? Peak CP battle? Why did Ming shoot..."

“What scarf? Guardians don't even see a shadow! Stakeholder, once the red rose signs, the left team has to be cut off for heating. Sniper ambushes for long periods of time depend on constant body temperature and heating equipment is more important to the well than any team! Ming Yao must never let this bill pass, okay? ”

Ming Yao turned the gun and pointed directly at Jin Jin. He kept yelling: “I don't want to do this! Witch, how can you collude with civilians? You are at least a priest..."

Witch Jane finishes her breath slightly.

The entire parliament hall is noisy. Similar to Louis XIV and XV, the Parliament Hall witnessed the splendour of the Sun King and was overturned by Mrs. Pompadou. The show crew seemed to keep the plot under control throughout “real history”, including the rise and fall of France, including turmoil.

Including at this time.

The timeline was moved by the program group to 1789.

The revolution divided Catholic power, shifting interests significantly to the remaining two classes, and the three levels of parliament fuelled popular resentment towards Catholicism. Churches, priests whose interests were shaken at a time when they were a royal alliance - like Ming Yao and Zuo Po Tang - began to vehemently oppose the electoral voting system, which represented "a free, revolutionary”.

And against the royal family signing the bill.

Only eternal interests, no eternal allies.

Witch Jane dropped her gun and headed straight for Ming Yao. Ming Yao cautioned looking at the witch Jane, but did not expect the witch Jane to rub her shoulders past him. She gently lost a few words on the ear, crossing the well double C to rendezvous with the red and white roses.

Under the stage, Lan Rao is interested in seeing what happens.

Zuo Potang whispered, “What did he say?” Captain Jing's gaze swept unconsciously towards Mingyao, his eyes were suddenly complicated, and he was able to jump out to defend himself for the first time.

Ming Yao was confused: “He said... protect and protect the king..."

Witch Jane finally walked to the red and white rose.

Ning Fengbei spoke to him in a low voice, nodded and stood in front of him again: “Well, because of the strong opposition of the Duke of Ming Yao. Unfortunately, we will eventually reject this proposal… Heating equipment will remain distributed according to the opening ratio for nobility for nine hours, priests for eight hours and civilians for four hours. No modifications. ”

The bill was rejected.

Under the stage, the civilian face suddenly changed, Ming Yao Xishaitonsheng, Lan and Xiao Dynasty simultaneously chilled. The two did not expect Ning Fengbei to defy the Jacobin faction openly. It seems that the deterrence of the Little Trianon Palace is still insufficient.

A small wave of dyeing, several lengths/guns mounted simultaneously against the King's Queen. She obviously wasn't worried about the power gap, and Jacobin had nearly 20 athletes, and there were only three of them at the top of the list.

Chu Chu asked Witch Jane nervously: "Is this going to happen? Wait, the papal pie hasn't...”

Witch Jane: “The papal pie has come forward. ”

Chu Chudong Zhang Xiwang: “Where?! Who!”

Witch Jane reinserted the bayonet into her waist and rubbed her fingertips against the barrel: “Well.” And all the priests.

The inherent distribution of resources symbolizes “order”. Whether the order is good or bad, one side will eventually be “oppressed” by the order, with only four hours of heating available, and the other two will “benefit” from the order.

When civilian resources are minimal, the Jacobin faction represented by Xiao Dynasty and Lan is averse to order and attempts to reform. When the clergy has minimal resources, replace it with the well double C to initiate violent change at all costs.

In the race, order was transformed into a person - the only king who could sign an act of Parliament.

The proposal to “redistribute heating resources" exacerbates conflicts of interest between priests and Jacobis, and similar to history - only when there is a conflict of interest will the papalis emerge.

It is not the royal family that the papals protect, but the "inherent order” that receives royal support.

There was no papal party before the council.

After the contradiction intensified, the papal pie was born “made”.

Once Ning Fengbei reverses to the clergy class again, Jing Yi will surely defend Ning Fengbei.

The shadow flashed beneath the stage, and Lan suddenly rushed to Ning Feng Bei!

The red rose grinned and the bayonet lit up in diameter. Witch Jin single-handedly supported the table, a man walked in and shot down Qin Jinbao with the Lan Alliance, the tiny dye was unobstructed, and was more than a dozen meters outside the hall while the Emperor's Shelf gun ——

Twice.

The two bullets soared off an almost identical ballistic trajectory, violently attacking the perimeter of the small stain, followed by the third and fourth shots.

- Four arrows for the well.

The tiny dye flanked her, if Caesar didn't stand next to Wenlin, suddenly pushed her away, afraid that the tiny dye was an instant incarnation lifestyle cabin.

“Hide, don't just face it.” Caesar spoke unequivocally. The same white moonlight raid, also in the civilian class, frowned at the left-potan and turned to a beast far from confronting the strong enemy: “The well is a bit troublesome. ”

Xiao Dye looked at Caesar, who was blocking himself with 300 kg of flesh in front of him, and rarely revealed a slightly admirable look of worship...

Caesar: "Hey, when I go into the council room, my mind doesn't turn. You can still shoot! ”

Small dye: "…”

A riot is triggered.

Chu Chu, because the wells support the overjoyed, almost all the civilians under the platform were angry to pick up their weapons and rush towards the king. At stake, the priests did not hesitate to stand on the king's side, and the nobles, even if they could avoid fighting in their positions, had to join the two factions because of the alliance -

The watch jumped.

Survival figures are then reduced.

Fireline pressure surged and the well retreated, quickly rendezvous with Witchcraft, Thin Fire Transmission and Red and White Roses.

Zuo Potang killed a bloody road with a bullet in his head. Ming Yao shouted and asked the witch Jane: “Where's your guard?! Why is your scarf missing? ”

Witch Jane winks: “What! I can't hear you! ”

Mingyao: “You're not going to get in the hole, are you? One less can't beat--”

Across the street, Caesar and Zoe attacked simultaneously.

Witch Jane noticed that Wenlin was also in the civilian camp. Zoe's alliance with Wenlin, coupled with an angry slot full of individual reasons, called it a pleasure to point the gun at the king. Ming Yao was shouted at by Zoe's sniper: “Captain, come up with a plan! ”

Zuo Potang: “Stay back. ”

The position of the two men changed dramatically. Witch Jane swept her eyes in a hurry, and suddenly a sentence was drawn in her memory.

- Gentleman Five Shots, White Arrow, Join Company, Fountain, Xiangru, Jingyi. Xiangyu as a stepping stone, Shen and Gunshot, do not stand side by side with Gunshot, Xiangjun step back...

Mingyao is half a step back from Zuo Potang, Zuo Potang stands for the throne, Mingyao is complemented by Mingyao, the two hearts are rhino like shooting guns simultaneously--

Zoetton was forced to separate from Caesar from the battlefield.

“Pay attention to the dye, Qin Jinbao!” Ming Yao is eager to remind. Jing Yi defeated Zoe, but the pressure did not ease. The battle between the red and white roses was going on behind him. At this time, Lan and Qin Jinbao rushed in simultaneously. The Euphrian Caesar was strange enough to escape the shooting rain of the guns and forests and directly punched him in the face of the fire door.

Light fire: “Which idiot beats me! ”

Caesar: “What a coincidence. How come you get beaten up by Grandpa in every knockout round...”

Lan approached the witch Jane straight. “Little witch, you're making it worse! ”

“…” Witch Jane tried to split her mind and calculate her time. She should be quick: “Me, me, what...”

Lan's eyes turned green, like naive cat eyes: “If you let the North sign the proposal, we'll be allied, unfortunately...”

Unfortunately, the sword swept straight to Witch Jane's waist.

Witch Jane hurried away: “Alliance, alliance? ”

Lan: “Yes, now it's too late to repent. ”

Witch Jane opened her elbow and smiled bitterly at Qin Jinbao. “If the proposal passes, you will be the first to attack the king. ”

Lan was surprised: “Huh? How can that be?” The knife is as good as practice, it's not slow.

Witch Jane was in a hurry to catch her breath, her muscles tightened by the battle, and her eyes were bright: “The first bill was to exclude priests, and the second would be directed against nobility. If I'm right, for conservation reasons, you don't just snatch 9 hours of heating, but in a more gentle way. For example, amending the parliamentary system by one vote per person, rather than one vote per class. For example, abolishing the King's right to sign...”

"How are we qualified to influence the king? ”

Witch Jane's bayonet turned and suddenly retreated to the door: "Civilians don't, but the same thing works. Let me guess, the next step in subverting the parliament is to force the king to fix the constitution, didn't your conductor say that using the constitutional/constitutional proposal as a reason to restrict the king's right to sign...”

The glance changed and the lips were slightly hooked, some exclamation: "Witch, why don't you believe us? ”

Witch Jane retreated hard under the strange attack of Lan and finally hit the door to the exit of Parliament on her back.

Looks like footsteps are coming through the door.

52 survivors.

The whole parliament room burst into its eyes choking with smoky light.

Witch Jane took a deep breath.

Exclude the church, fix/constitution, overthrow the king, seize power, subvert the monarchy, kidnap the royal family, send Louis XVI to the head... he doesn't even have to guess the commander's "party leader” mind.

Everything is just a repeat of history.

In the French Revolution of the 18th century, civilians initially sought only a piece of bread, but ultimately took control of France's ambitions as a whole.

Throughout history, change has been a reversal, a rise in the ruins of man/right.

But the more France under Louis XVI - the more enlightened the monarchy - the less control it has over its citizens. Louis XVI's lifelong death has been in the service of equal rights, even if he is soft. He refused to use the army even until the monarch was sent to the head.

Louis XVI would never point a gun at his people.

Even the very existence of Louis XVI is a source of contradiction. The monarchy, the republic demanded by the people, is in stark departure.

Louis is a symbol that must be destroyed.

Qin Jinbao Shilang quickly resolved: “Witch, I'm sorry! ”

The Chelma entertainment captain raised his gun.

Lan Sighs: “Little Witch still doesn't want to alliance, we wanted to embrace His Majesty Louis...”

Witch Jane snubbed against one side of the door.

“The third class is unlikely to be allied with Louis XVI, for you…” Witch took a deep breath.

“Louis must die, because the Republic must live. ”

Rampupil contracted suddenly.

Qin Jinbao, who was about to execute the witch Jane, suddenly drank: “Careful! ”

The door to the parliament hall opens from the outside.

One person sharply fills in the tactical gap of Witch Jane's right hand under the clip.

Chu Chu's eyes lit up when he was beaten to the ground: “Defense god!!! ”

Weishi didn't say anything, and fired at Qin Jinbao.

The lifebay pops up instantly.

Thank you for the Southern Phantom Rocket ~ ~!

Thank you for holding the white moon and the rebel grenade ~ ~

Thank you Mountain, CHIA, water purification cold jade, camael, Yu Qiqiao, jade class white dew, boundary water, Galaxy Blue Hole, aiya, Brother A super tm cute, mu song, Gu Mingyan mine ~ ~

Chimi-chan! I changed my mouth!