Proof of the Sun King

PS: I did write a bit too much to rewrite the stalk and not the plot recently. I was criticized for this, and I realized the problem. I corrected it. Today, I will add a new chapter. I hope everyone will continue to support the emperor! Pressure Massenet!

That night, Beria entertained several mid-level officers from Kislev on the Ice Street, and also managed to entertain Joseph Bruz, the warden of the Cheka prison. Want-free-free-see-complete-full-version please Baidu search-

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Beria quietly handed a small packet to several officers and prison warden Joseph Brutz present, the sound of metal collision and the smile on the inside The weight reassured Joseph Brutz.

After the dinner was over, the warden of Cheka Prison, Josep, took the opportunity to stay and had another meal with Beria in the bar.

"General Beria, I really envy you." Joseph said in a low voice, and while he was drunk, he pretended to be joking: "I can... get the appreciation of His Majesty Ryan, become... become a general."

"This is because His Majesty Ryan is a hero." Beria also pretended to be drunk: "Mr. Joseph, the first time I met you, I felt that I was in love with you, but unfortunately, my task is almost completed. Now, I'm going back to Brittany. I don't know if I will have a chance to meet you again in this life. If there is a chance, our brothers will have a good drink at that time."

"Ah? General Beria, are you going back?" Joseph burped his wine with a pity on his face: "Hey, what a pity, the wine you brought is really good, I don't know if I still have a chance. Drink such a good wine again."

"As long as you want, there will be, and there will be good wine." Beria said meaningfully: "The key is, how to drink good wine?"

"Wine is good, drinking is good, drinking is good." Josep's eyes lit up, he shuddered, and he was half sober.

"Good drink, good drink." Beria nodded with a smile.

"Oh oh oh! Understood!" The warden immediately understood what Beria meant, he nodded: "It seems, Your Excellency General Beria, you are not drinking with me, you are looking at my goods. Then I have to tell you that my goods are not ordinary goods, and ordinary people are not qualified to see them, nor can they afford them!"

"Good goods naturally have a price. Ordinary people are not qualified to see it, so I don't have one? As for if you can't afford it, you always have to give a price. If you don't have a price, it's not a good thing. Am I right, my friend?" Leah smiled genuinely.

"Ha! I know, you have a lot of friends, General. Now many Boyers and court generals are your friends. You still can't get enough of their goods. Now you're eyeing mine!" Nodding, he thought about it carefully, and then asked: "There are goods and prices. I also believe that the general is sincere, but there are two problems that I need the general to help me solve."

"Say." Beria nodded, and the show was coming.

"The goods are there, how are you going to pick them up?" Joseph thought for a long time before he said, "Also, after picking up the goods, you can pat your **** and leave, but what should I do? But look at the goods for others, if there is a problem, I can't explain it!"

"I have a way." Beria whispered: "I will leave in a few days, when you send your people to the Gulag, we will take them with you, and you will become a hero, we will After the script is arranged, His Majesty Ryan's court will add a new knight title and a bounty of three hundred gold crowns."

"Keep the title of jazz first, and the money should be at least five hundred." Joseph said immediately: "Let's not talk about it."

"Five hundred is five hundred, no problem." Beria agreed simply.

"How to do it?" Josep's eyes lit up, but he quickly realized: "We don't provide delivery service here, you have to pick up the goods in person! I'll put up a closed sign for you at best."

"Shelepin!" Beria clapped his hands, his deputy dragged a middle-aged Kesa officer from outside the bar and barged in. The middle-aged Kesa officer was obviously beaten, his nose was bruised, and he saw Bailey Ya and Joseph were together, snorted coldly, and said nothing.

"Who is this?" Joseph asked curiously.

"This is Mr. Kolchak, he wants to assassinate me." Beria smiled and nodded again and again: "As one of the officers who participated in the mutiny, he escaped the pursuit and hid, he just hid in the winery Nei wanted to find an opportunity to assassinate him, but my men caught him, and he is now willing to trade his life for the life of a repeat offender, do you know Marshal Bliucher?"

"Oh, this is a wanted criminal!" Joseph understood completely: "Very good, very good! This is a great achievement! But is he willing to cooperate?"

"Of course, Mr. Kolchak, I'll leave it to you in the future!" Beria patted the middle-aged officer on the shoulder: "You will die honorably."

"You'd better keep your promise!" Officer Kesa snorted coldly.

"Of course, I will keep my promise." Beria stood up: "Then, please leave everything."

So, after a specious conversation in the bar, everything was settled.

A few days later, Beria, who was almost ready, left Kislev with someone on the way home.

A week later, there was a riot in the city of Kislev.

A group of traitors, led by Kolchak, a Ksa officer, sparked a riot, and they rushed into the Cheka prison to try to rescue those imprisoned accomplices. They succeeded. The rebels invaded the prison and started a war with the prison guards. The entire prison was caught in the fire. They even captured the prison director's family members and forced the prison director to release the mutiny officers and many felons.

Warden Josep Bruz reportedly took the lead in grief and indignation after his decisive refusal to lead to the killing of his entire family, fighting rebel officer Kolchak himself in a **** battle within the narrow and filthy prison corridors, according to reports. Brave and fearless, Thurp, shouting the names of the Tsar and Erson, kills the rebel officer and notorious General Kolchak.

Seeing that the situation was over, the rebels chose to set themselves on fire. The entire Cheka prison was set ablaze, and more than a dozen felons below the felons of former Keslev chief engineer Shergo and former Keslev Marshal Bliuch were burned to death by the fire. , even many prison guards were buried in the fire. Most of the prison guards were killed. It was not until the ice witches followed the Kerim guards and the bear troopers that the fire was put out, but the entire Cheka prison It was a mess, and some of the corpses were burned beyond recognition, turned into charcoal, beyond recognition.

Tsar Catalin expressed her condolences for this. She came to the scene in person, condoled the wounded, and comforted the victims, especially the warden Josep himself, who fought bravely and whose whole family was killed by the rebels except him. , The Tsar named him Count Volkonsky, awarded him the First Class Order of the Golden Bear, and presided over a grand funeral for his family.

This incident is also known as the "March Incident", and the warden Joseph himself became a hero of the kingdom. Of course, this is another story.

Just when the tsar gave Joseph a knighthood, on the Poseidon fleet in the Sea of ​​​​Claws.

Shergo, the great engineer who was imprisoned for several years, with messy hair and an unpleasant smell, was disguised as cargo and stuffed into the crate, took two showers to clean himself, drank vodka, With help, he changed into a set of clean clothes and lay in the VIP room of the cabin. The big engineer looked very comfortable. He was holding a chicken leg in one hand and vodka in the other, and he ate desperately without caring. It was his last meal.

After he was full, Shergo burped, grabbed a bottle of Imperial Stout and blew it clean, then shouted at the servant: "Okay, tell that stinky boy from Beria to get in for me, Lao Tzu. When he was the chief engineer, he was nothing!"

"Who's calling me?" Beria walked in from the outside, and he nodded calmly to the big engineer Shergo. The engineer was tall and thin, and Beria watched him eat slowly. He said slowly: "I am under the order of His Majesty Ryan to invite you to go to Britannia to help us build a gun workshop. Master Shergo, please be sure to agree to His Majesty Ryan's warm invitation."

"Invitation? Do you look like an invitation? You are kidnapping!" Shergo said impatiently, he spat out a chicken bone from his mouth, and said dissatisfiedly: "Can I refuse? What will happen if I refuse? Sample?"

"It doesn't matter if you refuse, we will only let you go with the deep-sea fish." Beria raised her chest and pointed at the window: "Master Shergo, your old bones don't taste very good. , died in the belly of the fish and served as the chief engineer of Brittany, choose one, I know you are a smart person, you know how to choose."

"Humph! Deep-sea fish don't like to eat my old bones! It's hard to chew!" Master Shergo took a comb and took care of his thinning hair: "Lane? Who is he? I remember Brittany. Isn't King Ya Richard? And the place that despises gunpowder and long-range weapons, why does it need me as a great engineer? Aren't they afraid of insulting their rotten chivalry?"

"Times have changed, Master Shergo, that was decades ago." Beria sat down, took the vodka from the attendant, and poured himself a glass first: "If you can, we hope you can personally Look, look, what's changed there, and you're behind, Richard has abdicated, and now the king is Ryan Macado, who reunites Brittany and completes the Eight Peaks His Majesty Ryan Malcador of the Great Crusade."

"Eight Peaks Mountain?! He conquered Eight Peaks Mountain?! It's impossible, are you lying?" Great Engineer Shergo was surprised when he heard the name of Eight Peaks Mountain: "Cheating is not a good habit, young man."

Beria didn't answer, he just took out a dwarf rune equipment, a handful of dwarf gold coins, and showed his Eight Peaks Mountain Commemorative Medal.

This time, Master Shergo was speechless in surprise. He shook his head repeatedly and shook his head for a long time before he said: "Okay, give me another bottle of vodka, Bellia, and a roast chicken, I am hungry."

"Finish things first, and then how much roast chicken do you want to eat, I'll make sure you feel sick." Beria handed the vodka to Master Shergo: "Listen to me, you can rest when you're done."

"What's the matter?" Master Shergo took the half bottle of vodka handed over by Beria, the big engineer's brown eyes stared at the general in front of him, and said meaningfully: "This is not a coincidence, right? Me too, So does Marshal Bliuch."

"No, this is just an accident." Beria walked up to the big engineer and smiled: "Accident is an accident."

"That idiot Kolchak really has the guts and funds to do such a thing?" Master Shergo approached Beria, and he stared at General Ugor in front of him: "What a coincidence? Except me All but Bliuchel were burned to death?"

"That's right, everything is as you see it!" Beria said firmly: "After all, the truth you saw with your own eyes is like this. You don't believe what you see, how can I convince you to believe it? ?"

"Huh ~ Hum hahahaha!" Master Shelgo couldn't help but laughed suddenly, first laughed, and then laughed: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Damn, why did you come to save me now? I have long wanted to leave that hellish place, but I didn't expect that it was not the Empire, but the Bretons, Tar's teeth! What a bad joke!"

"Hahahahaha!" Bellia also laughed along with the big engineer: "Hahahaha~"

The cabin was full of happy laughter, two glasses of vodka collided in the air, and the strong smell of wine diffused.

"cheers!"

"A cup to freedom! A cup to the gods!"

The two of them drank a full glass, and then Beria continued: "From today onwards, you can no longer be called Shergo. Also, there is no Ersun belief in Brittany. You now believe in Tal. Of course, You are also a faithful believer of the Lady of the Lake, very devout."

"Okay, I'll trust Tal in the future. As for the lady in the lake, I also go to church every weekend, okay!" Shergo nodded helplessly, took the vodka bottle and filled himself with a glass. : "As for the name...you must be ready, right?"

"Very good, as you wish, let us get to know you again, immigrant, your name is Urban, a native of Ostermark, forty-eight years old this year, believe in Tar, the **** of nature, a great engineer, you I have lived in Brittany for five years, and this time I came home with my family. Your mother is Mrs. Kessler, so you have a strong Kessler appearance and accent. You are a dwarf engineer. Erhave - Gold Hunter~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Beria raised her head, took out an identity document, and threw it in front of Shergo: "Memorize all the contents above, this is for you Should be a piece of cake. "

"Half-Golden Hunter? Who is he?" Shergo had a question mark on his face.

"The chief engineer of the dwarf Angland clan." Bellia nodded: "His information file is in it. Check it out in detail. As an apprentice, you should be very clear about the master's affairs."

"Then does he know that there is an apprentice of me?" Shergo looked bewildered.

"He won't know anymore." Beria shook his head.

"Very good, very good, Urban is here to meet you, General Beria!" Shergo looked down at the stack of documents that Beria gave him. The big engineer soon found that it was full of content, and he was full of content. There are more than a dozen pages, and there are records of what he is doing every year, and many of the certificates are stamped with the seal of the province of Ostermark. This time Nur opened a new gun factory in Bato. The chief engineer who was specially hired by the king took up his duties in a new position.

His resume is impeccable.

The big engineer's face changed slightly. He glanced at Beria and scolded in his heart that it was a pity that this guy didn't take over Yezhov's place. The first thing he said was the bureaucratic smell of yin and yang!

Seeming to know what the big engineer was thinking, Beria showed a sinister smile.

"You're welcome, Chief Engineer Urban, the family leave is over, it's time to go back to work!"

"We will send you an assistant. If you encounter any problems in life and work, you can ask him to raise them, except for technical ones, understand?" Beria clapped her hands: "Tupolov!"

"In!" A young Ugor soldier walked in. "General?"

"In the future, you can follow the chief engineer of Urban."

"Yes!"

Mission accomplished!

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