blackstone code

Chapter 589 Another Family Sealed

Are you happy being an emperor?

Even a tyrant and a faint king are not necessarily happy, let alone an emperor who wants to be a wise king.

After the inhumane wake-up service, he could finally sit in his study and rest for a while.

After he processed the documents sent from various places in the middle of the night yesterday, the foreign minister arrived at around 40:[-], a little later than expected.

"You must have slept late!"

As soon as he saw his minister, the emperor said such a sentence in a tone that had nowhere to vent his temper.

The Minister of Foreign Affairs felt a little strange, but as a minister and a nobleman, answering the emperor's questions is also the etiquette he needs to abide by, and he thinks this is a problem.

"Your Majesty, this is the first time I've gotten up early in the past few years. I can swear to anyone that I never slept in late today."

The emperor suddenly lost interest, and he felt that he and these people had no common language on this issue.

As the emperor of this empire, I have to be woken up at 45:[-] every day, but these shitty noble ministers still "get up early" after [-] o'clock? !

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"Let's talk, what's the matter..." He put down the pen in his hand, looked at the foreign minister, and suddenly felt bored, looking out the window at the gleaming roofs of other palaces, so that he could feel better.

The Minister of Foreign Affairs didn't understand why His Majesty the Emperor seemed to be suddenly discouraged, but there was still work to be said.

"Yesterday, the customs told me that one of the people on the list of the federal diplomatic missions arrived in Gafla first, and it was the young man named Lynch."

When it came to business, the emperor quickly cleared up his emotions. He frowned slightly, "Didn't he come with the diplomatic mission?"

After receiving an affirmative answer, His Majesty felt that there might be some problems, "Then where did he go after he came?"

After a moment of silence, the foreign minister said, "He went to Baihua Street in the port city, spent 200 yuan on a dancer in a strip bar, and then returned to the hotel with his assistant."

"That bar, and that dancer, is there anyone checking?" The emperor's sense of smell is very keen, he doesn't think that there may be some problems with an identity, there is a high probability that it is a young man who is a front-stage figure introduced by a big man, One person will come two days earlier than the time mentioned in the diplomatic note.

After coming here, I will go to places like Baihua Street regardless of national and personal decency, find a strip club that has not yet officially opened, and spend 200 yuan on a dancer.

"There must be some problems here." The emperor decisively gave his opinion and conclusion, "Arrest the owner of the bar, the bartender who served him, and the dancer, and check to see if there is anything wrong with it. What's the problem, has anyone done it?"

The Foreign Secretary nodded. "I've asked the police to do it."

"No, not enough, let the special department do it, and I will call them later."

The Special Section is one of Gefra's security departments, and its full name is "Gafra Empire Secret Service Internal Service Investigation Section". "Attack" means, in order to facilitate pronunciation and improve the context, the abbreviation of this department eventually became "Special Section"

The Special Section is roughly equivalent to the National Security Council of the Federation, but unlike the Federal Security Council, which is in charge of both internal and external affairs, the Special Section of Gefra is only responsible for domestic security issues, while the Army Intelligence Bureau is responsible for foreign affairs.

The fact that the emperor wants to use the special department means that the nature of this matter will not be so simple.

The owner of the bar, including the female dancer who needed help, would not have imagined that they would almost lose their lives just by operating normally. There is a folk saying in Gefra that even if Iron Man enters the special department, he will suffer. Can't stop telling the truth.

In a monarchy country, the will of the emperor is above the law at certain times, and special agencies such as the Special Section have been ordered and approved by the emperor. They are not as gentle as the Security Committee, and they dare to use any means!

You said you don't know who Lynch is and has nothing to do with him?
You are not resisting, you are simply looking down on our special department!

After dealing with these matters, the two chatted about the mission. Gefra was responsible for going to meet the escorting fleet and sent a telegram today. They have contacted the Federation ship and are escorting the other side back, probably tomorrow afternoon. You can reach the eastern port city of Gafla, and you can reach the imperial capital in two days.

The original plan was for the Federation's fleet to escort the diplomatic mission directly to the eastern port of Gafla, but the Minister of Defense believed that the Federation could not be allowed to do so.

Once the Federation's fleet has obtained the situation in the sea area around Gefra's mainland, in case of war in the future, their fleet can directly break into Gefra's sea area without going through the investigation, and directly bombard the local area.

Therefore, in the previous consultations, the Federation Mission was escorted by the Federation Fleet, and it became a handover on the sea some distance away from Gefra's mainland, and then transferred to Gefra's fleet to escort back to Gefra's mainland.

During this process, they will go around twice, trying to prevent the federal people from getting the complete route as much as possible.

The imperial capital also needs to do a final check to ensure that no jokes will be made when welcoming the federal mission.

At [-]:[-], the emperor and the ministers finished their conversation. Under the supervision of the manager, he walked to the wall of the palace with a smirk and began to wave to the residents and tourists outside the city wall who came to watch the palace.

This is not done every day, but twice a month, which also caused a lot of people outside the palace during these two days.

The emperor felt that he was not only pitiful, but also wanted to be exhibited like an animal. He hated this profession to death!

When it was close to nine o'clock, Lynch got up from the bed.

"This bed is too soft, my bones hurt from sleeping on it!" He complained, twisting his waist and back, and walked into the bathroom.

Of course it was impossible for him to talk to himself, but the little assistant lying on the bed gave different opinions, "You are such a weirdo, I think this bed is very good, softer than all the beds I have ever slept on... "

Many people in the Federation, or many people in most countries, have an inexplicable soft spot for spring beds and soft beds. Their bodies don't seem to feel uncomfortable because of these soft beds.

Lynch can't do it, he's used to sleeping on a hard bed, even if he didn't feel sore when he first came to this world, but under the psychological influence, he can't sleep well and suffer from insomnia.

Later, he switched back to the hard bed, and it became much more comfortable all of a sudden, but now that Gefra came suddenly, the soft bed began to make him feel uncomfortable again.

While showering and looking at the port city outside the window, Lynch didn’t come back until after nine o’clock last night. He felt the biggest and most different place between here and the Federation in the bar, an attitude, an attitude towards outsiders.

When Lynch was helping those girls in the bar, he discovered a problem. The guests in the bar would naturally divide into three groups.

The Gefla people would gather around the best stages, and although no one said anything, generally other races, or foreigners like Lynch, would not crowd them.

The bartender will also tell the guests not to make trouble.

Those from backward and defeated countries were repelled to the worst and smallest stage, and people from other countries, such as the Allies of the Conquered Nations or people from developed countries similar to Gafla, became the middle class.

They look down on those from worse places, and they are looked down upon by Gefra, which is completely different from the more inclusive Federation, and it is also a new experience that is not very interesting.

It looks like a prosperous age, but it is actually a big hole and a small eye.

After taking a shower, Lynch enjoyed a little assistant's massage, and went to the library for a walk in the afternoon. When he was about to go to the bar in the evening, he was surprised to find that the bar he had visited yesterday had a closed sign, and the door was blocked. Put something in there to keep people out.

According to some onlookers, there was a conflict here not long ago, and then the police took away the bartender and the owner, and the shop stopped.

"It should have something to do with us." The sergeant whispered in Lynch's ear in a timely manner, "We just came yesterday, and something happened today..."

Lynch nodded, "It should be that some people want to warn us not to run around." He looked around at the places that were still open, and felt the indistinct eyes of the crowd, and a twitch appeared on the corner of his mouth With a smirk, "Our best option now is to go back to the room, but I won't be so obedient..."

He quickly entered another business premises with the sergeant, and exchanged some money. The smiling receptionist must not know what they will experience tomorrow, and is still pleasantly surprised by the arrival of a proud guest today.

Not surprisingly, the store was also closed the next day, but none of this had anything to do with Lynch. The ship of the Federation Mission arrived at the port.

The leader in charge of this diplomatic work was the second minister of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs not long ago. Because of his outstanding work, the first chief was entrusted by the president to go to the western region to develop a large-scale development. The second chief was promoted by one.

It is said that the undersecretary may be promoted to the post of Minister of Foreign Affairs next year, and is now very popular in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Arranging the first minister of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to make this state visit, in fact, to some extent, the standard is a bit low.

However, the essence of this state visit is not about issues between countries, nor about military or political issues, but more about business cooperation and development.

Whether it is the Emperor Gefla, or the Minister of Foreign Affairs, they will not directly contact the missions related to the content. Gefla is responsible for the main negotiations this time, representatives of some financial groups, and Gefra Diplomatic second seat.

Everyone actually knows that commercial cooperation and development have far greater influence on society than military and political negotiations, but people are so hypocritical that they will not take the initiative to admit that business is more important than military and political affairs.

(End of this chapter)