Chapter 588
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In the luxurious palace, a royal manager with a wig walked seriously in the corridor leading to the emperor's bedroom.
He was followed by some people, some people with the same serious complexion. Everyone's unsmiling face had a smell of awe.
The soldiers in the corridor wanted to stop the Royal manager, but he glared back.
In gavra, the position of Royal manager is very high. He can't touch anything related to politics, but he has the power second only to the emperor in the internal affairs of the palace.
This is also some experience accumulated by the gavra royal family in the long years of rule. In the past, for a period of time, several emperors had been elevated by the Royal manager in a sense, and the queen was pregnant with the child of the manager, which almost stole the throne by a bastard.
For example, collusion between inside and outside also happened many times, so later, after the royal family regained power, it changed some rules to minimize the potential of the Royal manager. At the same time, in order to avoid irreparable consequences in case of something too late to deal with, all candidates for the Royal manager must be selected from the royal family members.
In other words, most of the Royal managers are relatives such as the emperor's uncles or brothers. Even if there is such a day, the throne and power of the royal family will not fall into the hands of outsiders.
At the same time, the emperor will have more trust in the managers appointed by himself, and their feelings and relations will be better and more stable.
At the end of the corridor, the Royal manager opened the door of the emperor's bedroom. In the huge bedroom, the emperor was sleeping soundly on the velvet bed. The room was very warm.
In order to provide a comfortable environment for the emperor, there are many pure copper tubes on the wall and ground of the room. High temperature steam will shuttle through the copper tubes, making the whole room warm as spring.
The emperor was covered with a thin quilt, and the slow and rhythmic fluctuation of his chest showed that he was still sleeping.
The soldiers outside the door wanted to say something, but the manager standing by the door couldn't say anything. Finally, he had to keep silent.
The manager slowly closed the bedroom door. The heavy and sound insulation door completely isolated the connection between the bedroom and the outside world. The soldiers standing outside the door looked at each other and sighed silently. They knew what was going to happen.
Since the end of the war, there have been some voices of dissatisfaction with the emperor within the royal family. In the war, they spent too much wealth, but did not get enough return. Most of the royal family members and princes and ministers have been hollowed out.
In addition to the adjustment of the national development direction after the war, Amelia became a high-speed development area, and the domestic development began to slow down, which also made the royal family members whose interests were basically in the country, including noble ministers, very dissatisfied.
They believe that the purpose of the emperor to build ammeria, an overseas enclave, is not to get rid of the current "island dilemma" of gavra. This is a theory put forward by domestic scholars. They believe that gavra's biggest problem is that it is an isolated island country. Once the war is lost and the fire burns to gavra, gavra may subjugate the country.
When the war develops to that stage, it can already explain the problem. The gavra are not the opponent of the other party, and all they have to wait for is destruction.
But some people think these are the decisions made by the emperor for some purpose, not really... Want to do that.
After the defeat of the naval battle between gavra and the Federation, all kinds of discontent subsided unexpectedly. It was not these people who began to understand the emperor's previous ideas and practices, but the contradictions deepened and accumulated from the relatively simple contradictions. Even some people believe that the difficulties and challenges faced by gavra at present stem from the emperor's arrogance.
This sharp contradiction will not be reflected, but everyone can feel its existence. The emperor will roar at the rulers' hall almost every three times this year. A few years ago, he would not roar several times a year.
He was also very anxious, but there was no good solution. All the troubles had not been solved.
Sometimes people don't care what you can do, just whether you do it or not, and the emperor is like doing nothing in people's eyes now!
In the room, the manager went to the bedside, and the emperor was still sleeping. He didn't seem to feel the surrounding situation at all.
The manager picked up the cup on the bedside table. There was some unfinished wine in it. He sniffed at the mouth of the cup. It was a high spirit. In addition to this cup, there was a bottle of pills to help sleep.
It can be seen that the emperor of gavra is suffering from insomnia... Probably.
As the manager came in, the people put their belongings on the table. Some took out a waterproof cloth and laid it on the ground. Others took out a one foot long round pipe from the box they carried, screwed it onto a larger machine, and pressed a switch that could be pulled several times.
Then they finished all the preparations. With a successful and happy smile on his face, the housekeeper raised his wrist and looked at his watch.
It was 4:45 in the morning, and it was also the quietest time in gavradi. Even the girls selling happiness outside had almost rested.
This is also the darkest moment of the day, but the manager believes that as long as this moment passes, dawn will come soon.
"Let's start!" he ordered and stepped aside to avoid splashing something on himself. His suit was not cheap and he liked it very much.
An ordinary looking guy in his thirties, who followed the manager into the emperor's bedroom, raised the guy in his hand and aimed at the sleeping emperor. There was darkness in the long dark pipe, as if there was something terrible hidden.
The next second, a voice that absolutely didn't belong here and shouldn't have appeared here rang out - merrisco's Fourth Symphony, a section called struggle.
Music is full of struggling and shouting in the face of oppression, anger and resistance in the face of fate. The rhythm is fast and full of power!
At the moment of the sound, the emperor's chest began to fluctuate violently. The manager looked at him with a proud smile on his face. He knew that the emperor was awake and pretending to sleep, so he raised his hand and the band played harder.
Finally, the emperor couldn't make it. It was definitely not comfortable to play this symphony in a place much larger than the ordinary bedroom, but countless times smaller than the Opera Hall.
He can't pretend to sleep!
He was angry and irritable. Before dawn, he was strongly awakened from his dream. He picked up half a bottle of wine left at the head of the bed and threw it away in the direction of the sound.
Fortunately, the manager had already prepared, and two musicians blocked the wine bottle with vigorous skills.
The wine in the wine bottle that fell on the ground flows wantonly, but don't worry. It's covered with waterproof cloth before, so it won't hurt the carpet.
"I'll kill you!" the emperor sat up suddenly, grabbed his hair and roared, "Damn, it's not five o'clock!"
He got up a little hysterical and pounded the surrounding air, but he was still playing for those bands. At first, they were a little scared, but now they were paralyzed. Anyway, it was just talking.
Even because the emperor said he would kill them, they worked harder than just now!
"Ah... Can you... Let me sleep a little longer?", seeing that it was useless to be cruel, the emperor began to be soft, "half an hour, dear brother, only half an hour!"
The manager shook his head. He was the emperor's brother. From the beginning, he knew he was not expected to be an emperor, and he was not dissatisfied with it. At least he would not be killed by his brother like other brothers and sisters.
At least he still has a good job and can be respected by people.
Perhaps it was one of his pleasures to make the emperor unhappy.
"No, your majesty!"
"You must go to the fitness room to exercise for 30 minutes before five o'clock, and then deal with the documents sent in the middle of the night yesterday. At six twenty in the morning, you will wake up the prince, daughter and queen. At six forty-five, you will have breakfast in the restaurant. At seven thirty, the foreign minister will talk to you about work. At eight thirty, you will appear on the wall of the palace , salute back to the ordinary people who visit... "
The emperor sitting on the bed sighed and accepted his life.
When the manager saw this, he knew that the wake-up service was over. He made a stop gesture. The band stopped, and then disassembled the instrument. Later, they were going to leave.
The emperor sitting on the bed began to get used to it. He complained, "why didn't I be a faint king?" he looked at his brother, "or be a tyrant, so that at least you won't wake me up at 4:45!"
The housekeeper went to another door, pressed a button on it, then looked at the emperor, "you can do that, but will you?"
The next second, the door opened, and two... Well, at least two hundred catties of servants squeezed out of the door. They held a brush in their hands and bared their teeth and said to the emperor, "Your Majesty, please take a bath!"
It was definitely not a pleasant morning. The emperor felt like a boat that would capsize at any time in a storm.
When he first ascended the throne, in order not to turn himself into a tyrant, he replaced all the beautiful maids in the palace with such large tonnage ones.
To this end, the subjects all over the country also warmly praised him as the most outstanding Ming Jun in history, but now he thought, he is really a fucking silly beep. He doesn't mess with others, but does his best to mess with himself.
While he was thinking about these things, a servant woman smiled and looked at him, "Your Majesty, do you want to take out the bird's nest?"
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In the luxurious palace, a royal manager with a wig walked seriously in the corridor leading to the emperor's bedroom.
He was followed by some people, some people with the same serious complexion. Everyone's unsmiling face had a smell of awe.
The soldiers in the corridor wanted to stop the Royal manager, but he glared back.
In gavra, the position of Royal manager is very high. He can't touch anything related to politics, but he has the power second only to the emperor in the internal affairs of the palace.
This is also some experience accumulated by the gavra royal family in the long years of rule. In the past, for a period of time, several emperors had been elevated by the Royal manager in a sense, and the queen was pregnant with the child of the manager, which almost stole the throne by a bastard.
For example, collusion between inside and outside also happened many times, so later, after the royal family regained power, it changed some rules to minimize the potential of the Royal manager. At the same time, in order to avoid irreparable consequences in case of something too late to deal with, all candidates for the Royal manager must be selected from the royal family members.
In other words, most of the Royal managers are relatives such as the emperor's uncles or brothers. Even if there is such a day, the throne and power of the royal family will not fall into the hands of outsiders.
At the same time, the emperor will have more trust in the managers appointed by himself, and their feelings and relations will be better and more stable.
At the end of the corridor, the Royal manager opened the door of the emperor's bedroom. In the huge bedroom, the emperor was sleeping soundly on the velvet bed. The room was very warm.
In order to provide a comfortable environment for the emperor, there are many pure copper tubes on the wall and ground of the room. High temperature steam will shuttle through the copper tubes, making the whole room warm as spring.
The emperor was covered with a thin quilt, and the slow and rhythmic fluctuation of his chest showed that he was still sleeping.
The soldiers outside the door wanted to say something, but the manager standing by the door couldn't say anything. Finally, he had to keep silent.
The manager slowly closed the bedroom door. The heavy and sound insulation door completely isolated the connection between the bedroom and the outside world. The soldiers standing outside the door looked at each other and sighed silently. They knew what was going to happen.
Since the end of the war, there have been some voices of dissatisfaction with the emperor within the royal family. In the war, they spent too much wealth, but did not get enough return. Most of the royal family members and princes and ministers have been hollowed out.
In addition to the adjustment of the national development direction after the war, Amelia became a high-speed development area, and the domestic development began to slow down, which also made the royal family members whose interests were basically in the country, including noble ministers, very dissatisfied.
They believe that the purpose of the emperor to build ammeria, an overseas enclave, is not to get rid of the current "island dilemma" of gavra. This is a theory put forward by domestic scholars. They believe that gavra's biggest problem is that it is an isolated island country. Once the war is lost and the fire burns to gavra, gavra may subjugate the country.
When the war develops to that stage, it can already explain the problem. The gavra are not the opponent of the other party, and all they have to wait for is destruction.
But some people think these are the decisions made by the emperor for some purpose, not really... Want to do that.
After the defeat of the naval battle between gavra and the Federation, all kinds of discontent subsided unexpectedly. It was not these people who began to understand the emperor's previous ideas and practices, but the contradictions deepened and accumulated from the relatively simple contradictions. Even some people believe that the difficulties and challenges faced by gavra at present stem from the emperor's arrogance.
This sharp contradiction will not be reflected, but everyone can feel its existence. The emperor will roar at the rulers' hall almost every three times this year. A few years ago, he would not roar several times a year.
He was also very anxious, but there was no good solution. All the troubles had not been solved.
Sometimes people don't care what you can do, just whether you do it or not, and the emperor is like doing nothing in people's eyes now!
In the room, the manager went to the bedside, and the emperor was still sleeping. He didn't seem to feel the surrounding situation at all.
The manager picked up the cup on the bedside table. There was some unfinished wine in it. He sniffed at the mouth of the cup. It was a high spirit. In addition to this cup, there was a bottle of pills to help sleep.
It can be seen that the emperor of gavra is suffering from insomnia... Probably.
As the manager came in, the people put their belongings on the table. Some took out a waterproof cloth and laid it on the ground. Others took out a one foot long round pipe from the box they carried, screwed it onto a larger machine, and pressed a switch that could be pulled several times.
Then they finished all the preparations. With a successful and happy smile on his face, the housekeeper raised his wrist and looked at his watch.
It was 4:45 in the morning, and it was also the quietest time in gavradi. Even the girls selling happiness outside had almost rested.
This is also the darkest moment of the day, but the manager believes that as long as this moment passes, dawn will come soon.
"Let's start!" he ordered and stepped aside to avoid splashing something on himself. His suit was not cheap and he liked it very much.
An ordinary looking guy in his thirties, who followed the manager into the emperor's bedroom, raised the guy in his hand and aimed at the sleeping emperor. There was darkness in the long dark pipe, as if there was something terrible hidden.
The next second, a voice that absolutely didn't belong here and shouldn't have appeared here rang out - merrisco's Fourth Symphony, a section called struggle.
Music is full of struggling and shouting in the face of oppression, anger and resistance in the face of fate. The rhythm is fast and full of power!
At the moment of the sound, the emperor's chest began to fluctuate violently. The manager looked at him with a proud smile on his face. He knew that the emperor was awake and pretending to sleep, so he raised his hand and the band played harder.
Finally, the emperor couldn't make it. It was definitely not comfortable to play this symphony in a place much larger than the ordinary bedroom, but countless times smaller than the Opera Hall.
He can't pretend to sleep!
He was angry and irritable. Before dawn, he was strongly awakened from his dream. He picked up half a bottle of wine left at the head of the bed and threw it away in the direction of the sound.
Fortunately, the manager had already prepared, and two musicians blocked the wine bottle with vigorous skills.
The wine in the wine bottle that fell on the ground flows wantonly, but don't worry. It's covered with waterproof cloth before, so it won't hurt the carpet.
"I'll kill you!" the emperor sat up suddenly, grabbed his hair and roared, "Damn, it's not five o'clock!"
He got up a little hysterical and pounded the surrounding air, but he was still playing for those bands. At first, they were a little scared, but now they were paralyzed. Anyway, it was just talking.
Even because the emperor said he would kill them, they worked harder than just now!
"Ah... Can you... Let me sleep a little longer?", seeing that it was useless to be cruel, the emperor began to be soft, "half an hour, dear brother, only half an hour!"
The manager shook his head. He was the emperor's brother. From the beginning, he knew he was not expected to be an emperor, and he was not dissatisfied with it. At least he would not be killed by his brother like other brothers and sisters.
At least he still has a good job and can be respected by people.
Perhaps it was one of his pleasures to make the emperor unhappy.
"No, your majesty!"
"You must go to the fitness room to exercise for 30 minutes before five o'clock, and then deal with the documents sent in the middle of the night yesterday. At six twenty in the morning, you will wake up the prince, daughter and queen. At six forty-five, you will have breakfast in the restaurant. At seven thirty, the foreign minister will talk to you about work. At eight thirty, you will appear on the wall of the palace , salute back to the ordinary people who visit... "
The emperor sitting on the bed sighed and accepted his life.
When the manager saw this, he knew that the wake-up service was over. He made a stop gesture. The band stopped, and then disassembled the instrument. Later, they were going to leave.
The emperor sitting on the bed began to get used to it. He complained, "why didn't I be a faint king?" he looked at his brother, "or be a tyrant, so that at least you won't wake me up at 4:45!"
The housekeeper went to another door, pressed a button on it, then looked at the emperor, "you can do that, but will you?"
The next second, the door opened, and two... Well, at least two hundred catties of servants squeezed out of the door. They held a brush in their hands and bared their teeth and said to the emperor, "Your Majesty, please take a bath!"
It was definitely not a pleasant morning. The emperor felt like a boat that would capsize at any time in a storm.
When he first ascended the throne, in order not to turn himself into a tyrant, he replaced all the beautiful maids in the palace with such large tonnage ones.
To this end, the subjects all over the country also warmly praised him as the most outstanding Ming Jun in history, but now he thought, he is really a fucking silly beep. He doesn't mess with others, but does his best to mess with himself.
While he was thinking about these things, a servant woman smiled and looked at him, "Your Majesty, do you want to take out the bird's nest?"
In the luxurious palace, a royal manager with a wig walked seriously in the corridor leading to the emperor's bedroom.He was followed by some people, some people with the same serious complexion. Everyone's unsmiling face had a smell of awe.The soldiers in the corridor wanted to stop the Royal manager, but he glared back.In gavra, the position of Royal manager is very high. He can't touch anything related to politics, but he has the power second only to the emperor in the internal affairs of the palace.This is also some experience accumulated by the gavra royal family in the long years of rule. In the past, for a period of time, several emperors had been elevated by the Royal manager in a sense, and the queen was pregnant with the child of the manager, which almost stole the throne by a bastard.For example, collusion between inside and outside also happened many times, so later, after the royal family regained power, it changed some rules to minimize the potential of the Royal manager. At the same time, in order to avoid irreparable consequences in case of something too late to deal with, all candidates for the Royal manager must be selected from the royal family members.In other words, most of the Royal managers are relatives such as the emperor's uncles or brothers. Even if there is such a day, the throne and power of the royal family will not fall into the hands of outsiders.At the same time, the emperor will have more trust in the managers appointed by himself, and their feelings and relations will be better and more stable.At the end of the corridor, the Royal manager opened the door of the emperor's bedroom. In the huge bedroom, the emperor was sleeping soundly on the velvet bed. The room was very warm.In order to provide a comfortable environment for the emperor, there are many pure copper tubes on the wall and ground of the room. High temperature steam will shuttle through the copper tubes, making the whole room warm as spring.The emperor was covered with a thin quilt, and the slow and rhythmic fluctuation of his chest showed that he was still sleeping.The soldiers outside the door wanted to say something, but the manager standing by the door couldn't say anything. Finally, he had to keep silent.The manager slowly closed the bedroom door. The heavy and sound insulation door completely isolated the connection between the bedroom and the outside world. The soldiers standing outside the door looked at each other and sighed silently. They knew what was going to happen.Since the end of the war, there have been some voices of dissatisfaction with the emperor within the royal family. In the war, they spent too much wealth, but did not get enough return. Most of the royal family members and princes and ministers have been hollowed out.In addition to the adjustment of the national development direction after the war, Amelia became a high-speed development area, and the domestic development began to slow down, which also made the royal family members whose interests were basically in the country, including noble ministers, very dissatisfied.They believe that the purpose of the emperor to build ammeria, an overseas enclave, is not to get rid of the current "island dilemma" of gavra. This is a theory put forward by domestic scholars. They believe that gavra's biggest problem is that it is an isolated island country. Once the war is lost and the fire burns to gavra, gavra may subjugate the country.When the war develops to that stage, it can already explain the problem. The gavra are not the opponent of the other party, and all they have to wait for is destruction.But some people think these are the decisions made by the emperor for some purpose, not really... Want to do that.After the defeat of the naval battle between gavra and the Federation, all kinds of discontent subsided unexpectedly. It was not these people who began to understand the emperor's previous ideas and practices, but the contradictions deepened and accumulated from the relatively simple contradictions. Even some people believe that the difficulties and challenges faced by gavra at present stem from the emperor's arrogance.This sharp contradiction will not be reflected, but everyone can feel its existence. The emperor will roar at the rulers' hall almost every three times this year. A few years ago, he would not roar several times a year.He was also very anxious, but there was no good solution. All the troubles had not been solved.Sometimes people don't care what you can do, just whether you do it or not, and the emperor is like doing nothing in people's eyes now!In the room, the manager went to the bedside, and the emperor was still sleeping. He didn't seem to feel the surrounding situation at all.The manager picked up the cup on the bedside table. There was some unfinished wine in it. He sniffed at the mouth of the cup. It was a high spirit. In addition to this cup, there was a bottle of pills to help sleep.It can be seen that the emperor of gavra is suffering from insomnia... Probably.As the manager came in, the people put their belongings on the table. Some took out a waterproof cloth and laid it on the ground. Others took out a one foot long round pipe from the box they carried, screwed it onto a larger machine, and pressed a switch that could be pulled several times.Then they finished all the preparations. With a successful and happy smile on his face, the housekeeper raised his wrist and looked at his watch.It was 4:45 in the morning, and it was also the quietest time in gavradi. Even the girls selling happiness outside had almost rested.This is also the darkest moment of the day, but the manager believes that as long as this moment passes, dawn will come soon."Let's start!" he ordered and stepped aside to avoid splashing something on himself. His suit was not cheap and he liked it very much.An ordinary looking guy in his thirties, who followed the manager into the emperor's bedroom, raised the guy in his hand and aimed at the sleeping emperor. There was darkness in the long dark pipe, as if there was something terrible hidden.The next second, a voice that absolutely didn't belong here and shouldn't have appeared here rang out - merrisco's Fourth Symphony, a section called struggle.Music is full of struggling and shouting in the face of oppression, anger and resistance in the face of fate. The rhythm is fast and full of power!At the moment of the sound, the emperor's chest began to fluctuate violently. The manager looked at him with a proud smile on his face. He knew that the emperor was awake and pretending to sleep, so he raised his hand and the band played harder.Finally, the emperor couldn't make it. It was definitely not comfortable to play this symphony in a place much larger than the ordinary bedroom, but countless times smaller than the Opera Hall.He can't pretend to sleep!He was angry and irritable. Before dawn, he was strongly awakened from his dream. He picked up half a bottle of wine left at the head of the bed and threw it away in the direction of the sound.Fortunately, the manager had already prepared, and two musicians blocked the wine bottle with vigorous skills.The wine in the wine bottle that fell on the ground flows wantonly, but don't worry. It's covered with waterproof cloth before, so it won't hurt the carpet."I'll kill you!" the emperor sat up suddenly, grabbed his hair and roared, "Damn, it's not five o'clock!"He got up a little hysterical and pounded the surrounding air, but he was still playing for those bands. At first, they were a little scared, but now they were paralyzed. Anyway, it was just talking.Even because the emperor said he would kill them, they worked harder than just now!"Ah... Can you... Let me sleep a little longer?", seeing that it was useless to be cruel, the emperor began to be soft, "half an hour, dear brother, only half an hour!"The manager shook his head. He was the emperor's brother. From the beginning, he knew he was not expected to be an emperor, and he was not dissatisfied with it. At least he would not be killed by his brother like other brothers and sisters.At least he still has a good job and can be respected by people.Perhaps it was one of his pleasures to make the emperor unhappy."No, your majesty!""You must go to the fitness room to exercise for 30 minutes before five o'clock, and then deal with the documents sent in the middle of the night yesterday. At six twenty in the morning, you will wake up the prince, daughter and queen. At six forty-five, you will have breakfast in the restaurant. At seven thirty, the foreign minister will talk to you about work. At eight thirty, you will appear on the wall of the palace , salute back to the ordinary people who visit... "The emperor sitting on the bed sighed and accepted his life.When the manager saw this, he knew that the wake-up service was over. He made a stop gesture. The band stopped, and then disassembled the instrument. Later, they were going to leave.The emperor sitting on the bed began to get used to it. He complained, "why didn't I be a faint king?" he looked at his brother, "or be a tyrant, so that at least you won't wake me up at 4:45!"The housekeeper went to another door, pressed a button on it, then looked at the emperor, "you can do that, but will you?"The next second, the door opened, and two... Well, at least two hundred catties of servants squeezed out of the door. They held a brush in their hands and bared their teeth and said to the emperor, "Your Majesty, please take a bath!"It was definitely not a pleasant morning. The emperor felt like a boat that would capsize at any time in a storm.When he first ascended the throne, in order not to turn himself into a tyrant, he replaced all the beautiful maids in the palace with such large tonnage ones.To this end, the subjects all over the country also warmly praised him as the most outstanding Ming Jun in history, but now he thought, he is really a fucking silly beep. He doesn't mess with others, but does his best to mess with himself.While he was thinking about these things, a servant woman smiled and looked at him, "Your Majesty, do you want to take out the bird's nest?"
