One Hundred Routes of Counterattack

"I wonder if Your Majesty has heard of the name Oscar Dua?" Hoffman said seriously.

"Who is he?"

Hoffman blinked, and began to explain to Han Xiu slowly: "He is an army officer, 24 years old this year, and he defeated Suriti's [-] troops in the Battle of Nova River not long ago. Demonstrated excellent combat talent in battle."

"Before he became famous, he was a student from Conero Island who came to San Betty Military Academy. I checked his information and found that he had excellent grades in school. Not only was he at the top of the command department, but he also minored Artillery department. After he became famous overnight, he was quickly welcomed by San Betty City by virtue of his outstanding military exploits, handsome and tall appearance, and good conversation."

At the beginning, Han Xiu raised his eyebrows to express his surprise—in addition to Oscar's success, he was more concerned about Hoffman's ability to notice his sensitivity so quickly.

Then he quickly returned to his calm state: "Oh, then, this wonderful young man, you mentioned him to me, did he have anything to do with this matter?"

"In fact, not long ago, with his excellent judgment, this young man decisively helped the Imperial City Army maintain the order in San Betty City, and at the same time talked with the rebels to stabilize their emotions. Because of his behavior, he protected many The aristocratic women in the Grand Plaza of Drades today, and many people in the current aristocrats have a very good impression of him, and at the same time, they have personally felt the young man's military talent and psychological quality in the face of danger."

"It sounds like this person is perfect. It seems that we are about to witness a rising star." Han Xiu said casually.

"But in fact, I received news not long ago that it is said that several friends and subordinates of this young officer had appeared in the process of organizing the uprising masses. Very sincerely, I appreciate him very much.”

"In addition, although he is favored by the high-class ladies in San Betty, but unless necessary, he is not keen to participate in the salon activities in the city. Instead, he prefers to run various industries with his girlfriend. However, I happened to find out that Although his girlfriend is just a daughter of a little nobleman from Conero Island, she has accumulated a lot of wealth in just a few years after she fell in love with him. The skill of a little girl who dresses up."

Hoffman narrated, his body leaned forward slightly, showing his focus and confidence, and at the same time expressed his respect for the listener. When he asked the last question, he leaned back and shrugged his shoulders, making the original a little stagnant. The atmosphere instantly became relaxed.

Han Xiu was silent for a while, chewed and swallowed the food in his mouth, then took a sip of red wine to moisten his dry mouth, feeling satisfied that his empty stomach was gradually being filled, he smiled and said: "Very good idea."

He admired Hoffman's powerful intelligence system very much, and caught Oscar and Zhou Tiantian's fluffy little problem in such a short period of time.

They had never personally appeared in the coup. Even if they were in the middle of the match, they had to make several detours and hide behind the barrier of clouds and mountains, but Hoffman still keenly grasped some clues.

Although Hoffman still underestimated Zhou Tiantian's role, Han Xiu can fully understand it. After all, there are too few outstanding female characters in this era, and women's wrists are more reflected in how to make themselves the most dazzling in the prom salon. In terms of the power of that pearl, how to win over his natal family, husband's family, and lover, Hoffman ignores Zhou Tiantian's role in it, and it is understandable.

But... "Well, my archbishop, what do you think we should do now? Oscar Dewar, or his little girlfriend, what do they want? Those who rebel are businessmen, they What else do you want? Also, those old friends of you and me, the nobles who are guarding me now, what do they want?" He threw a small muffin into his mouth, narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, and even felt quite He handed a piece to Hoffman in his spare time.

"A generous and merciful king should know what his subjects need before he knows how to control them. Hofer, if you allow me to call you that, after all we are standing in a trench now, aren't we?"

"Hofer, if you can come here, it means that the people who can control the situation now have the element of calmness. Maybe you are among these people. I don't mind. But I have to say, if there is no king, if the king can be killed by the mob at will. Dethrone harms without inflicting dreadful punishment on the mob, and the kingship is in jeopardy, and finally disappears."

"So, tell those nobles for me, including the owner of the guy who was watching me outside, that without me, these nobles would lose their meaning of existence. The current situation is not that I want them to let me out, but that the nobles , including you priests, I need to deal with future changes." Han Xiu finally concluded.

Hoffman stared at Han Xiu steadfastly, until he passed a small muffin into his hand again as if nothing had happened, and asked him if it was delicious. Observed the young king in front of him.

Yes, of course he knew that.This seemingly flimsy reason was actually the reason why he was willing to come here to talk to the king.When the nobles were still discussing how to use this shock to divide the greatest wealth and snatch the privileges that originally belonged to the royal family, he was the only one who emphasized over and over again that they still needed a king.

Compared with those short-sighted nobles, he sees farther than them. From this coup, he clearly felt how great the power of the third estate, which was ignored by them, was. Even now they are too weak and have to Compromise with the big nobles, but how fast are they growing, how fast are they growing?Just look at the properties nominally in the name of Oscar Dewar's girlfriend, this is the result of the right investment.Even though Hoffman is sitting on the industry and wealth accumulated by the Holy See of Nora for thousands of years, he can't help but feel a little jealous of this self-made young man: this fear is not about his personal talent, he is confident that he can outmaneuver anyone in terms of tactics , but to the unknown world in the future.

That's why he came so resolutely to "save" the king, of course "save", he knew very well what kind of person their poor little king was.Maybe he didn't do anything, he just enjoyed a life of ease like any king before him, heeded the advice of his prime minister, bishop, or his wife's cronies who wanted to control him, he didn't do anything, this book There is nothing wrong, but it becomes a mistake in this era of change.See, just because of a woman's few jewelry dresses, a few ball salons, a riot broke out.In St. Betty City, there are thousands of ball salons every year. Women spend less money and energy on dressing up, which one is less than the sad queen?

He knew the king's character: stupid, weak, passionate, impatient.He's too young to be oblivious to how things happened; A ten-year-old wife who looks like a jewelry stand, but has no choice but to listen to this woman from the mighty Santan.

It can be said that the reason why Hoffman assisted him was only because of his weakness and weakness that were easy to control.To him, Narcissus I was just an eye-catching puppet. He could use the king's obedient hands to control the country and compete with the nobles. He was just a symbol of the king, just a wax stamped on documents.

He can fully imagine that the young king was pulled up from the bed of a woman and put into a prison after the resistance was invalid. He must be extremely terrified but desperate and irritable. He may be seeing them. He mainly refers to the one who is hated by the king. The queen who has to rely on, and probably the coquettish maid beside the queen, when seeing them, the poor king will break down and cry, and bury himself in the arms of "mother"?He would probably lose his temper with himself, and then beg himself to rescue him, or he would become angry after he rescued him, shouting that all those rebels should be guillotined?

Yes, crying, begging, furious, he tried every kind of situation, but to his surprise, the young king adapted unexpectedly quickly and well.He was in a dark and silent cell, and it was still unknown when he would be released, but his calm and calm posture seemed to be drinking fine wine in his own king's hall.He kept listening casually and naturally to his own words, not as amnesty, ecstasy, or anger as he expected.Such Narcissus reminded him at first that he was in front of a king.Yes, his posture is more "kingly" than ever.

Is this a sudden understanding, or was it just a way of keeping a low profile before?

Hoffman didn't know this.This is another time when he is not sure about the future. For him, does such a change in the king do more good than harm, or does the harm outweigh the good?Of course, like now, he doesn't have to try hard to explain what he did, to explain the cause, process, and result of all these things. puppet.

He stared deeply at the handsome young man in front of him.

As if feeling something, Han Xiu asked with a smile, "What else can I do?"

"...Ah, of course, can I ask His Majesty what you think of this matter? About the third-level rebellion."

"Actually, although I'm a little annoyed at them putting me in prison, I can understand." Han Yao spread his hands, "They didn't intend to oppose me. As you can see, the fuse of the matter was the queen's extravagance , you are obviously aware of the fundamental reason, it is nothing more than that as their strength grows, they cannot obtain the corresponding political status and social power. I will not allow anyone to challenge my king's authority, just like you will definitely defend your Holy See to the death Same, but I don't mind giving businessmen the right rights." He thought for a moment and added, "The country needs them."

Hoffman was silent for a moment: "I understand, I will let you out as soon as possible."

"No, Hofer," Han Xiu took the time to pack what he had eaten into the lunch box, and smiled, "I'd rather give advice in a cage than to be a marionette on the throne."