Chapter 423 A Photo (4400 Words)

1495, end of June.

The weather is not as hot as in the past, the thick clouds cover the sky, and the white clouds make it impossible to see anything clearly, and it makes people feel thick for no reason.

The capital of Baia, Göttinghagen.

A grand signing ceremony was held in Hill Palace, and the visiting group this time was the overlord of the Far East, the Saloron Empire.

A group of well-dressed messengers arrived as scheduled.

The big difference between them and the people of the big country in the western part of the Northern Continent is that their hair is particularly lush, their noses are slightly narrow but high and raised, their hair color is mainly light yellow and wavy, and their pupils are lighter in color than the natives.

From the first moment they stepped into the land of Baia, this group of Saloren ambassadors has attracted the attention and attention of countless people.

Even ordinary people in Göttinghagen know that the kingdom's peace over the years is inseparable from the relationship with its allies in the North Continent, and the government has shown 120% sincerity.

From the reception attitude to the living environment, the highest-end etiquette is arranged for the embassy.

This national event, which has been discussed in the cabinet for several months, has progressed particularly smoothly in the past few days.

There was no major conflict in the warm welcome of the Baia citizens, the courteous treatment by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and the terms and conditions of the new contract, and there were no surprises during the entire negotiation process.

The entire negotiation took three days. During the day, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs came forward, and at night, ballroom dancing to promote the friendship between the two countries was indispensable.

That night.

In the foreign guest event hall of the Hill Palace, the members of the Saloren Diplomatic Corps had a great time. There are famous princes and nobles in Göttinghagen,

All of them brought their own family members to the stage to show off the face of the foreign guests.

At the lively dance party, handsome men and women wore bright and beautiful suits and dresses, and danced the old-fashioned international dance with the conservatively dressed Sa Loren.

Not far away was a quiet and well-behaved young lady who stopped to watch. Even in such a scene, there was no ripple on her soft face.

That white and flawless face was like creamy skin, and a pair of delicate flat mirrors were clamped on the bridge of the raised nose.

There is also a pair of night-like black pearls inlaid on the face without a smile, and with the soft blond hair, it looks like a finely carved jade doll.

It was Elena, the young lady of the Weimar family, subconsciously shaking a glass of champagne in her hand, examining the many "big shots" chatting happily in front of her.

He speaks hypocritical polite words, talks about doctrine, but thinks about business with his stomach full.

"The prom is like this every year, it's so boring!" Elena sighed feeling bored, if her father didn't want her to attend such proms often, she would rather read at home.

"Beautiful lady, may I have the honor to invite you to dance with me?"

A man in a Saroren costume had a false smile on his face, and his eyes rolled maliciously on her body. What's worse, the strong body odor on his body made Elena feel uncomfortable all over.

Elena instinctively wanted to refuse, but it was difficult to speak because of the identity of the other party.

Fortunately, I only heard a hearty laughter coming from my ear: "Sorry sir, I have already asked Ms. Weimar just now, it seems that you can only wait for the next time."

The speaker was a young man in a tuxedo who offered his business card to the other party.

When the envoy of Sa Luolun was robbed of his dance partner, he was unhappy at first, but when he saw the surname on the business card——"Klan Thorens".

The man's original displeasure immediately turned into a magnanimous smile, he took off his hat and saluted,

"It's okay, a small thing."

At this critical time, no one in the two cooperating countries would dare to make trouble, for fear of messing up the contract and becoming a national criminal.

"Oh, Kelan, it's a good thing you're here, otherwise I'd be stunned."

Elena let out a sigh of relief, and slapped her white palm lightly in front of her face several times. The smell of body, armpit and strong perfume was mixed together, almost sending her away directly.

"If my father knew that Miss Weimar was forced to dance with the Saloren who smelled like bacon, and I was doing nothing beside him, he would definitely not let me go lightly."

Crane shrugged his shoulders, bringing his sense of humor to the limit.

"You are really hurt."

Elena couldn't help covering her mouth, and tried her best to restrain her smile, "Mr. Sollens, why didn't you see him?"

"It's not that you don't know. Dad has always hated such boring activities, so I have always been there for him." Kelan felt like a son of resentment.

He took a glass of orange juice casually, his eyes dimmed inadvertently, and he murmured: "Besides, for such a big matter, I think I have to talk to His Majesty, the gentlemen of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Cabinet."

"Well, I shouldn't have asked you about that."

Elena didn't notice the sadness in his eyes, looked around, and said mysteriously: "By the way, Kelan, I heard from Bella that after they went to the Southern Continent, they seem to have found out about the his news.

He is now in the Southern Continent, and he is still teaching in a school. "

"Congratulations, ma'am, it looks like you're the last of us to know about this." Crane blinked.

Everything is expressed without words.

"What's the meaning?"

"I've received definite news that it won't be long before he's coming back,

Back to Göttinghagen where he was needed. "

...

Hill Palace, where ballroom parties are in full swing.

In the conference hall at the other end, the atmosphere was particularly dignified.

As Crane said.

The important matter of signing the covenant with the Sa Loren Empire concerns the whole kingdom.

Headed by King William II, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, members of the cabinet, the heads of various political agencies in the kingdom, the leaders of the Conservative Party and the Labor Party, all gathered at this moment to discuss the grand ceremony.

"Your Majesty, these are the basic conditions for the current negotiations between the two countries, but it is not too much compared with two and a half years ago, and it is a sufficiently equal agreement."

The Foreign Secretary handed over to Wilhelm II the preliminary contract drawn up by both parties.

The gorgeously dressed His Majesty the King impatiently flipped through the content of the diplomatic agreement, obviously not interested in reading it.

"Let's just leave it at that. Since the Prime Minister has tirelessly told me about his willingness to cooperate with Sa Luolun, there must be his deep meaning. I absolutely believe in him."

The king's meaningful words immediately embarrassed the ministers participating in the discussion.

Sitting on the left side of the table was Thilo Sollens, the leader of the Conservative Party, the prime minister of the cabinet, and the commander-in-chief of the army. He sat in the chair quite calmly and gave an answer:

"Your Majesty knows."

The foreign minister next to him whispered: "Your Majesty, the envoy of Landis has been waiting at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs for two days. Are you sure you are missing?"

"I have no opinion about people from that country. Those despicable, disgusting guys who only know how to take advantage of the fire are not qualified to enter my palace."

William II narrowed his eyes, really a little angry this time.

At this time, it was Tilo Thorens who spoke again, "But I think it's better for you to meet, Your Majesty. Lantis already knows about our alliance with Sa Loren, and it may be necessary to reconsider the relationship between the two countries. , This battle with Landis may not be possible.

If it is reported that King Baia humiliated the envoy of Lantis, everyone will not look very good. "

Mr. Prime Minister blurted out these words, which immediately caused many ministers in the hall to bow their heads.

He didn't even dare to let out the air.

These remarks have already violated His Majesty's rebellion, and they are also the main contradiction in the dispute between kings and princes in recent years, although Prime Minister Sorens' "Continental Policy" has indeed allowed the Kingdom of Baia to temporarily breathe a sigh of relief from the "perpetual motion machine" incident.

But such a foreign policy has its own limitations.

For Baia, a country with a vast territory and powerful forces, leading any national alliance will have a huge impact on the northern continent and cause an imbalance of power.

As long as Prime Minister Sorens is still alive,

Relying on his personal charm and diplomatic means are enough to keep the alliance relationship going.

But for the successors, maintaining the current system is extremely difficult.

For William II, if he wanted to surpass the Great Emperor, he had to double the size of the country. Unfortunately, the territories of the surrounding small countries were either destroyed,

Either they are all blessed by a big country like Lantis, and have lost potential expansion opportunities.

Another way is to expand the rights and interests of overseas markets, which was also stopped by Prime Minister Thilo, ruining the direction of His Majesty's future big fights.

Only the war with Landis is the only achievement William II can achieve.

Sorens's proposals, how could he not be hated by others.

Sure enough, when he saw William II, he squinted maliciously: "Prime Minister, your request is too much."

"It's a matter of business, and I hope His Majesty will consider it."

"consider?

The suspension of the Hill Palace project was done according to your opinion, and the signing of the alliance agreement with Sa Loren was also done according to your opinion. Now even whether I want to see the envoy of a certain country depends on your wink?

Could it be that one day, I will listen to your advice even before intercourse. "

William II sat upright on the throne, his kingly demeanor erupted without anger and self-importance. These thunderous words shocked the hearts of the ministers even more.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Sollens did not mean that."

"Your Majesty has his own opinion on such a trivial matter, so why bother talking about it."

"Prime Minister Sollens, you seem to have gone too far this time, so please apologize to His Majesty first."

Several officials in the cabinet felt that something was wrong and rushed to defend Prime Minister Thilo Sollens.

You justified him with every word and every word.

On the other hand, the leaders of the Liberal Party and the Labor Party squinted their eyes meaningfully, keeping the silence that spectators should have.

Sitting on the king's side, Tilo's facial nerves twitched a little when he heard these vulgar words, and the scar on his face moved accordingly.

"I just follow the duty of a courtier and provide some worthwhile directions. No matter what opinions you have, the decision-making power has always been in your Majesty's hands."

These words not only did not play the role of alleviating the conflict, but more like adding fuel to the fire, which made William II's expression a little more sullen, and he did not hesitate to slap the table, tearing his face and growling:

"Tillo! Sometimes I don't understand who is the king in this country. It's up to you to tell me the answer."

As soon as this remark came out, it directly pointed out the contradiction between the two for many years.

It has reached the point where the bayonet is red.

"Your Majesty, you will always be the king of the Baia Kingdom. There is no doubt about this, and no one should question it." Tilo put his palms on his chest and lowered his posture very low:

"If you really don't want to see me again, you might as well remove me now and replace me with a prime minister who will listen to you.

If you feel that the reputation of doing this is not good, why not let me take the initiative to submit my resignation to you, and take all the faults on me, and you will always be the most glamorous His Majesty the King in everyone's eyes. "

These seemingly low-profile words, but every sentence contains a threat.

With Tilo Thorens' fame and status in the political arena, if he hadn't submitted his resignation on his own initiative, he would definitely attract criticism, which is a good idea.

What William II really has to consider is whether he has to bear the loss of the most savvy and capable people, and whether he can afford the price.

In fact,

It's really not the first time that Prime Minister Thilo Sollens has submitted his resignation.

During the reign of William the Great, the two yelled at each other in the palace in front of the officials because of their political differences.

Many times, if the ministers hadn't stopped them, the two hot-tempered people would have fought.

Even so, after every quarrel, Emperor William the Great would always adopt Prime Minister Sollens's proposal, especially when he knew that he had made the right choice, he would apologize to him privately without hesitation.

Not to mention agreeing to his resignation, in the past 20 years as the prime minister of the cabinet, even if countless ministers and citizens under him proposed to the emperor countless times because they were worried that the prime minister's power would be too great, they never shook Thilo Thorens' status in the slightest.

Now, when Prime Minister Sorens once again submitted his resignation.

Sitting on the throne, the new King William II, with indifference in his eyes, gave the answer lightly:

"If you really want to do this, Prime Minister, I will give it to you."

boom!

This answer is like a powerful bomb, shaking people's three views to collapse and shatter.

It seemed that he felt the determination of the king. At this moment, none of the ministers participating in the meeting dared to stand up again.

"I see. So this is your final answer."

Although Thilo was mentally prepared, but faced with such a situation, not even a single person was willing to speak, silently waiting for him to step down.

The elderly prime minister still couldn't help but sighed softly, and got up slowly in front of the crowd.

After bowing deeply to William II, he walked out of the palace alone.

At that moment, the officials present suddenly realized.

Sorens's always straight waist,

collapsed.

...

When many ministers outside the palace retired, the same lonely king was left alone in the huge palace.

The robe, which has always been cherished, was dragged on the ground and covered with a lot of dust, but he didn't realize it.

He clenched his fists tightly, his whole body couldn't help shaking with excitement, and the corners of his eyes sparkled with crystals, as if he had won a big victory.

William II looked up into the distance, and his eyes inadvertently stayed on a portrait in the hall.

It is hung in the most conspicuous position, as long as you look up, you can see it.

It was a photo taken on the day of his enthronement ceremony, symbolizing the highlight moment of his supreme glory.

Dozens of soldiers holding military flags, hundreds of generals and dozens of civil servants, led by Weimar, the oldest duke family in the country, followed into the Hill Palace in unison.

The high-spirited self ascended the throne in such an atmosphere.

Walking slowly under the eyes of everyone, he stepped onto the throne to hand over the crown of the deceased emperor.

Tilo Thorens stood upright under the throne and read the "Declaration of Enthronement" seriously, while all the officials beside him looked around.

Speaking of which, he and Sorens have various disagreements in many aspects, such as the opposition between the diplomatic concepts of "continental policy" and "world policy",

The opposition of geographical concepts of expansion and abandonment of overseas colonies.

With the development of the kingdom in recent years, the urgency of food imports eventually led to the opposition of economic concepts.

In the final analysis,

After taking the enthronement photo, William II suddenly realized that everyone was wearing black clothes.

Only Thilo Sollens, dressed in a white general uniform, was at the center of the photo, proudly, accustomed to it, and sincerely reading out the proclamation.

That little white in the crowd is so dazzling.

PS: I don't know if I can write another chapter tonight, I will try my best.

well, it seems not