[Infrastructure] Rose kissed Barcelona

Joey bet on the right direction and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But she was a little surprised that the killer sent by Carlos was so easy to deal with.

A roll of thin iron wire brought out of Antonio's workshop, and a scrap iron pipe picked up from the side of the road—the iron wire became a barricade, and the iron pipe disguised the barrel of a gun, and he was successfully disarmed.

After thinking for a while, she came to the conclusion that this was probably the reason why the Carlos family could not defeat Isabella II after decades of fighting.

For people like Xiu En, whose ancestors used to have some status but are now impoverished, there are about two core needs.One is money and the other is recognition.

Joey didn't want to disturb the police station in Barcelona for the time being, so he wanted to take a gamble.

money?Whatever Carlos pays you, I will double the price for you.

Approved?His Majesty Alfonso's approval is probably worth more than Carlos'.In any case, he is now the most vocal royal heir in Madrid.

Worst case, if this guy is really loyal to Carlos from the bottom of his heart—

That probably wouldn't let him live anymore.

Although Joey has never killed anyone, he probably won't be able to kill anyone himself, but if the situation is that if I don't kill someone, I will kill me, then the instinct to survive will still overcome the fear of killing.She believes she can do it.

She has always been a person who can analyze the pros and cons clearly.After two days in different time and space, she has accepted her identity and the resources and risks attached to it.

She knew that she would do everything in her power to survive.

Joey quickly extracted many of the latest developments about Carlos from Xiu En, and then paid him a week's salary in advance, and agreed with him to take a week off to settle him down before taking office.

As she wrote the numbers on the check, she felt a bit of heartache-she needed to get rich.immediately.

Xiu En was so moved that he wept bitterly, and repeatedly swore in the name of his great-grandfather, the knight Alenso de Pelisos, that he would be saddened for His Majesty Alfonso and His Royal Highness Princess Rose in the future, and expressed his heartfelt heart He will prepare all the items for the oath of allegiance ceremony in advance, and will definitely appear at the place agreed by the princess on time.

Maybe he was too excited, he didn't even realize that it was Princess Rose who spoke from the beginning to the end, and His Majesty Alfonso didn't give him any sacred instructions.

Of course, when he thought about it afterwards, he only felt that this was an expression of Princess Rose's special trust in him.What a privilege it is to serve a noble lady!

When Mr. Assassin, who was not very bright in his mind, left with gratitude, the young man who had been leaning against the brick wall and watched with interest for a long time finally spoke: "Miss Fernandez? Huh?"

Joey smiled sweetly and obsequiously: "Your Majesty Alfonso, can you come to the humble house to talk about it?"

……

Pascal went out.Ada was at home, and when she saw the princess bringing a strange man back, her eyes widened.

She brought them a pot of green tea, put mint, lemon and a small pot of sugar cubes beside them, and brought a plate of sliced ​​ham as thin as a cicada's wing, and then ran away with her skirt in her hands.

Hiding behind the door, Ada touched her chest and let out a long sigh: "...It really is the daughter of Her Majesty the Queen."

Joey watched Antonio add bright yellow lemon slices and white sugar cubes to the green and clear Biluochun, curling his lips invisibly.

Desperate things.

When she first found out that there was Biluochun treasured in Princess Rose's mansion, she was very excited. After taking a sip, she found that the fragrant Biluochun had turned into a sweet and sour lemon tea.

After her many protests, Ida finally remembered not to put the lemon and sugar cubes in the tea ahead of time, but let the guests serve themselves.

Joey didn't add anything, took a sip of the sweet Biluochun, and was about to explain his identity when he suddenly remembered something.

When they first subdued Xiu En, Xiu En swore in the name of God, and Antonio seemed to snort at that time.

At that time, she always felt that something was wrong, but she just couldn't remember it.

Now, she finally remembered.

"By the way, Antonio, aren't you a Catholic?" Joey asked casually.She remembered that the information was written like this.

Hearing this, Antonio raised his eyelids and looked at her, with a sarcasm on his lips: "My whole family is Catholic. But I believe in socialism."

Joey: "?!"

She almost spit out the tea.

Unexpected, ah, unexpected, you are such a Gaudi!She poked gossip secretly in her heart, feeling like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

But when she suddenly thought of her identity at this time, she couldn't laugh immediately.

Now she is Princess Rose of a troubled royal family, alone in a strange city.If Antonio is indeed one of those radical reformers, it is very likely that the royal family will not like it, and may even hand her over to angry people-then Queen Mary is a lesson for her.

The successors of communism became descendants of the feudal royal family, while the children of Catholic families believed in socialism.

Really speechless.

"What did you just say?" Antonio asked.

Joey couldn't help smiling bitterly.Even if one lie had to be covered by a hundred lies, she had no choice.

She took a deep breath.

"You don't really think I'm Princess Rose, do you? I'm just saying."

The boy leaned on the back of the mahogany chair, raised half of his eyebrows when he heard this, "Oh?"

"Oh what? My name is Fernandez. Not Bourbon." Just kidding.My last name is Joe.

"So you just made up a story to make him think he was working for the Incognito Royal Family?"

"Otherwise?" Joey said nonsense seriously: "This man has been following me for a long time. At first I called the police, but the police said that he had never done any harm and could not help me investigate. Later I found out that he was a bit paranoid , always felt like I was the royal Princess Rose. Being stalked all the time is not a problem - so that's it. I told him I was Rose Princess and asked him to pledge his allegiance to me."

She tilted her head very naturally: "I don't want to cause trouble, so I pay some wages and settle troubles. It's only natural."

"Oh—" the young man was thoughtful, "Does that mean I followed you for a while and made you think I was a dangerous person, so you can pay me for the design fee for remodeling the house?"

Joey: "..." This direction was a bit caught off guard.

After she took Antonio to have a general look at the house, she made an appointment to take him to the next ball at Guell's house to introduce him to the count, and finally sent him away.

Joey slumped on the rococo velvet sofa and breathed a sigh of relief.

She actually began to be a little afraid of Antonio.

No, it should not be afraid of him.When she first learned that he might have radical tendencies, she did have a moment of fear, but she quickly convinced herself that he was not that kind of person.

People who are willing to take over the Sagrada Familia, a church built entirely by donations, probably won't do anything harmful.

She thought, what she was afraid of was actually the moment when she dropped her vest.

Joey sighed, shook his head to shake off the irritability in his heart, and tried to calm down and prepare to think about his current situation.

Just changing her posture, she crushed something that was a little bit tight.

Oh, it's her wallet.

Ah, wallets!

Joey's face suddenly collapsed.

She suddenly remembered that not only was she carrying huge debts, but she also paid more expenses in order to save her life and recruit big bosses in advance.

She needs money, really needs money.

She jumped up from the sofa suddenly: "Ada?"

Ada still hid behind the door and said to herself: "This little handsome guy looks good, but he doesn't look like an aristocrat or celebrity in his clothes. Forget it, after all, His Majesty can even talk to the chief of his own guards. It's human nature for a noble woman to always want to taste something different... Eh? Your Highness, you call me?"

With the determination to get rich soon, Joey worked for a whole noon, and came to the City Hall of Barcelona early in the afternoon with a few perfected paper clip models and a manual.

The city hall building is located in San Jome Square, and the neoclassical light beige exterior wall is very solemn and elegant.After Joey registered at the door, he explained that he wanted to apply for a patent, and then he was invited to wait on the bench next to him.

This waited for more than two hours.

During the period, she wanted to stand up countless times to ask the fat woman in a bright red flamboyant suit at the door when she would be able to queue up, but she seemed to be busy arguing with the palace sweepers at the door, arguing that the big broom would sweep along with the wind. Will it splash ash on her beautiful dress.Joey really didn't interrupt.

Finally, just as Joy was about to give up, she was brought to the table of a thin middle-aged man wearing thick glasses.

Hearing her footsteps coming in, the man didn't lift his head. "Fill out the form."

surface?Joey searched for a long time, and found a pile of forms on the right hand side.

After filling it out patiently, she handed the form back.

The middle-aged man with a pointed chin took the watch slowly, took off his glasses and frowned carefully for a long time before putting the watch aside.

Joey sat on the side, feeling a little apprehensive.

It felt like taking my son for a school selection test.

The middle-aged man picked up another paper clip, squinted his eyes for a moment, and threw it back with a "snap".He just took a piece of paper and wrote something, then stretched out his hand: "Pay the money. Fifty thousand pesetas."

"Pay more?!" Joey almost stood up.Still fifty thousand pesetas!

Why not just grab the money?

The middle-aged man finally stopped what he was doing and raised his head.

"Miss, your beautiful face does not exempt you from patent fees."

"We receive hundreds or even thousands of patent applications for such little gold content every day. We are the city hall, serving technological progress, not for the rich and powerful to satisfy their own vanity."

"It's only [-] pesetas. Even if you really have no money, I believe you can sell a few beautiful jewelry and dresses. If you feel sorry for the money, you might as well take your so-called 'invention' back and give it back in the upper class." Sell ​​it at a social dance."

"I daresay your face would be worth a lot more there."