blackstone code

Chapter 738

"Your Majesty, Lynch revealed at the salon some army equipment that we haven't found out yet, as well as some related parameters..."

Watching an opera brought back from the Commonwealth, on tape, playing in the auditorium.

There is a small broadcast hall in the palace, which is dedicated to His Majesty the Emperor, for example, when he wants to take a little rest to relieve fatigue.

At this time, he was very excited. This time, Gefra's cultural visit and exchange group showed enough contempt for everything in the Federation. In the words of the head of the group, "The culture of the Baylor Federation is as unreliable as cow dung." stand up".

For the leader with more cultural background, he really can't understand the inferior people in the cultural world of the federation.

Except for a very few artists who can be praised by people, there is not much artistic content in the works of others, either inexplicable self-indulgence, or vulgar shit.

Among the many works that he felt were really unbearable, he randomly selected some works, bought the copyright and released them, and vowed never to visit the Federation again.

There is simply a desert of art!
In fact, what he said was not wrong. How could a group of exiles, fugitives, and descendants of criminals have the "artistic atmosphere" that Gefra called?
They are too far away from art, and this is precisely the biggest difference in the social forms of the two countries, and even the difference in the national form.

However, these imported works, which were looked down upon by the group leader, are showing their power.

For example, His Majesty the Emperor likes the opera being played very much.

He didn't have the nerve to directly say that he wanted to watch movies. Before that, his attitude and position were very firm, and he would never watch the film and television works of the Federation. He believed that those things would make people corrupt.

So he chose an opera. The script of this opera was written by the great playwright of Gefra, called "The Revenge of Hein" or "The Revenge of Earl Hein". It tells the story of an earl who was murdered but escaped , The story of finally realizing revenge.

In Guafra's version, the core of the opera lies in the earl's wisdom. He uses his own wisdom to deal with many enemies, and finally makes his enemies attack each other by means of provocation, and they are defeated one after another. This regained power.

Many people think that this is a very classic opera. The image of the aristocrats in the opera is full, cunning, treacherous, and full of wisdom. Even the villains are full of personality charm. It is a rare masterpiece.

As for the federation's version... it's much more unrestrained.

In the federal version of "Hyne's Revenge", Count Hein doesn't use wisdom like Gafla's Count Hein, he uses a muscle stick.

Since he escaped from the dungeon, he has shown unparalleled personal ability and bravery. Of course, he also has a bit of wisdom, but more of it is bravery.

There is no thrilling thrill of dancing on a wire rope, and the whole process is an alternative heroism of using violence to control violence.

In fact, some people in the Federation complained about this. If Earl Hayne was so powerful, he wouldn't be subdued by a few bad guys who didn't even have weapons and took away his title.

But this can't stop people's enthusiasm for it, just like His Majesty the Emperor at this time, seeing it with enthusiasm.

Whenever Earl Hein defeated his enemy cleanly and took a step towards victory, he felt a burst of satisfaction from the bottom of his heart.

You don't need to use your brain, just keep being happy like this. The script is well revised, and it will be even better if no one bothers him.

The player stopped just right, and dim lights came on in the auditorium, so that it would not be possible to see anything, but it would not hurt His Majesty's eyes that had adapted to the darkness.

"The things he said may just be his big talk. Lynch is an excellent businessman, and big talk is the nature of a businessman."

When His Majesty the Emperor said this, there was some disdain in his tone. In fact, this was not his original intention, but the content of the opera affected him.

He quickly calmed down and asked, "Get a professional to record it, and ask those military workers, whether these data are fabricated or have a certain basis."

The visitor bowed again, "It has been reviewed, and most of them are in line with the inferences of the engineers. They think that these data are very likely to be true."

His Majesty's eyes flashed, he stood up, and took a few steps back and forth, "Insert some people in, and remember every word."

"In addition, contact the lurkers on Bailer's side and ask them to move a little bit. You don't need to move all of them. Choose a few of them. I want to know the authenticity of these data!"

His Majesty the Emperor did not choose to believe or not to believe so blindly, he needed verification.

Mr. Truman's strategy has succeeded, and Gefra's biggest problem at present is not their navy, but the army.

In every war, because the army is unreliable, it has to give up the advantages obtained through the navy. The country has unified its thinking and must let the navy have combat effectiveness as soon as possible.

If it weren't for Amelia's motherland, it was a coastal country, and they might not even be able to take Amelia down.

Every time the military resistance in a certain place was defeated, the army was driven back within a few days, so that fighting was tantamount to fighting in vain!

If the army can play a little role, I am afraid that Gefra's territory has expanded countless times now.

There are not many ways to change the status quo of the army. One is to completely crush the opponent in terms of armaments and reduce the proportion of personal military quality in the war.

Another way is to strengthen and train individuals, so that the army can unleash the power it should have.

The latter is difficult, but the former can be considered.

There is a secret plan in Gefra, which is a major refit of the army's armaments.

Now some armament parameters of the Federation have been revealed, giving the engineers a great reference value, especially through these parameters, the engineers can reverse the combat effectiveness of the Federation Army.

This is of great value for the next war that may break out, at least they can have a general understanding of the combat effectiveness of the Federal Army, so as not to bump into it head-on.

"Those trash are not completely useless..." There was a smile on the corner of the emperor's mouth, and he sat down again, "Pay close attention." As he spoke, he raised his hand, the lights dimmed, and the plot on the screen continued. push up.

The news that Lynch started a big discussion about the army with the nobles of the Privy Council quickly spread in the circle of nobles, and some nobles who didn't come also ran over on purpose.

Groups like the aristocrats who suck blood from the state system often appear in the minds of the public with a negative image, but sometimes, they are not all negative.

At least in terms of patriotism, they are a little more patriotic than ordinary people. If the country is not strong enough, they will not live well.

Only when the country is strong can they continue to dominate.

This incident naturally triggered some unexpected situations. For example, a federal spy lurking in the imperial capital also knew the news.

"Boss, I want to ask for leave for something..." An employee working in a cafe not far from the palace suddenly proposed the idea of ​​asking for leave.

The boss frowned, "Is there any reason why you have to leave?"

The young man's face was a little shy, "I'm going to pick up my girlfriend from get off work...", the boss's face was already a little unhappy, he didn't think coaxing his girlfriend was more important than work.

But then the young man said, "I plan to propose to her today!"

The boss's expression immediately relaxed. He looked at the young man, pursed his lips and smiled, then nodded, "Yes, by the way, do you need a salary advance?"

The young man shook his head, thanked the boss for his generosity, changed his clothes quickly and left.

From the moment he left the cafe, the expression of anticipation and anxiety on his face gradually cooled down, and there was only a deep, hidden deep anger.

Among us, a traitor has appeared!
When he was thinking about these things in his heart, he was suddenly bumped by a person, and subconsciously put his hand into his arms. This was an instinct.

He staggered a few steps forward, and turned around with some apology on his face. It was the same young man, his eyes were a little special, the proportion of pupils was wrong, and they were a little dilated.

The man subconsciously hugged the briefcase in his hand, with the label "Ledu Daily Editorial Department" written on it.

Ledu Daily is a local third-rate tabloid specializing in introducing call girls. It has a certain circulation, but its grade is very low.

"Sorry, I didn't notice you." The young man probed further to make sure that the other party didn't come to test him.

He even took a few steps forward, reaching out his hand as if to touch the young man who might be the newspaper office.

The young man who was hit took a few steps back, and the document bag in his arms was wrapped even tighter.

"No, it's okay, I didn't notice you either, are you okay?"

Very hypocritical and perfunctory, both of them seemed to want to leave quickly.

The young man nodded, turned around, focused on his surroundings, and left quickly.

And the young man from the newspaper office turned around and started running again.

If the young people pay a little attention, they will definitely find that the young man in this newspaper office has a fishy smell, the smell of blood.

The young man in the newspaper office rushed into the newspaper office panting, all eyes in the newspaper office were focused on him at this moment.

"Big... big news, shocking news, we are going to be famous!" He waved the briefcase in his hand, took a breath, and rushed into the editor's office.

The editor-in-chief is a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing round-rimmed glasses, with a moustache, and a very traditional cultural atmosphere.

He held a cup of crushed scented tea at 15 yuan a pound in his hand, and sipped it carefully.

Seeing the young man from the newspaper rushing in, he didn't show any displeasure, he just raised his eyes and asked, "Why is the good news so powerful?"

The young man from the newspaper office took a few breaths again, his face flushed with excitement, "Yuan Finance Capital is suspected of fraudulent evidence!"

Suddenly, the editor-in-chief stood up, and the scented tea wet his well-maintained beard, but at this moment he didn't care about it at all.

All he knew was that the newspaper was going to be famous!
(End of this chapter)