Chapter 916 I Am the Far East Butcher

[Under the cloak of shadow, I hold the Lugang M1907 tightly in my hand, ready for battle. 】

[At this moment, not far behind me, a young man in black robes emerged from the corner. He was dressed the same as the Desert Ranger, but he did not have the badge that symbolized the Desert Ranger. Even among bandits, wearing a false badge is a felony. 】

[The young man walked out of the shadows and stepped into the red light of the giant beetle oil wind lamp, and I was in the shadow very close to him. 】

[The Mechanical Eye Ranger asked him: What are you doing hiding there? 】

[The young man scratches his head: I just want to feel what it’s like to be a ranger. 】

[The young man said, shyly walking towards the ranger guarding the mine. 】

[He asked: Why should we guard here? Why don't we go in and mine the sound-absorbing cold iron ore? 】

[The Mechanical Eye Ranger said: A long time ago, when we were not Sand Bandits, this place was not called the Land of Bandits, but the Land of Fallen Angels. The sound-absorbing cold iron ore makes the Land of the Fallen Angels extremely rich. Residents never worry about the lack of mushroom slime to build their houses. Various materials from the Brilliant Oasis are continuously transported here by traveling merchants, and various machines and puppets from the City of Rune As if it was built just for us, those who master the Singularity Axiom will also rely on us to make a fortune. Until one day, evil creatures appeared in the sound-absorbing cold iron mine cave. They took up residence here as their lair, and those who entered were either dead or alive...]

[The young man's eyes widened. Not only was he not afraid, but he said excitedly: If a young hero enters the mine and kills the monster, will this young hero be named a ranger, or even be given territory by the head of state to establish a tribe? Black Dragon Knight? Will the land of thieves rise again in the Cursed Desert? 】

[When the mechanical eye ranger smiled, the mechanical eyes made him look ferocious: My child, being able to become a ranger requires not only extraordinary courage, but more importantly, brains and extraordinary fighting skills. You only possess one of the three qualities. 】

[The young man didn't seem to be discouraged. He rolled his eyes and said: But we haven't entered the mine for many years. How do you know the monster is still there? Someone has to go in and find out, and I think I'm the warrior destined to take on this important task. 】

[The mechanical-eyed ranger shakes his head: Obviously, you are not. When one day you truly become a ranger, you will know the secrets in the mines. Believe me, there was nothing there but now there is only endless pain and suffering. Now, you should get out of here. 】

[I was relieved. I thought the mechanical eye ranger had seen through my hiding place. 】

[At this moment, the young man suddenly rushed into the mine. 】

[The ranger guarding the entrance to the mine was caught off guard. After reacting, the young man had disappeared into the dark entrance of the cave. They were shocked and hurried in. 】

[I took advantage of the chaos to follow up. 】

[The mine is not as filthy as I imagined. The surrounding cave walls are supported by bone pillars, and a large amount of mushroom slime is used to make the sand walls smooth. There are also steps extending downward on the ground, leaving a gap in the middle. A ribbed channel specially prepared for transporting ore carts. 】

[The young man is extremely fast, faster than many rangers. 】

[The mechanical eye ranger shouted: Don't go in, wake up the evil, and the land of thieves will be destroyed. 】

[His voice echoes in the mine. 】

[The mine is unfathomably deep. 】

[I ran with the rangers for a long time, and a group of rangers suddenly stopped in front of a sign. The sign said - Evil Land, Stop Immediately. 】

[The mechanical eye ranger said angrily: Damn it, we can only catch up here, otherwise the whole army may be annihilated. Report the matter immediately. 】

[They looked at it hatefully for a long time, then turned and returned. And I was hiding in the shadows, clinging to a bone pillar, waiting for them to file out from me. 】

[I waited until they all left before continuing deeper. 】

[Soon, I caught up with the young man in front of me. 】

[The boy is rubbing his chin and thinking near the abandoned mine cart. 】

[I sneaked closer and found a pile of messy human bones next to the mine cart. Their flesh and blood had disappeared, and their bones were covered with fine tooth marks. 】

[Xingyue said: I have seen this kind of tooth mark, and it seems to be exactly the same as the tooth mark of the Red Island Spirit Tribulation. 】

[The young man got into a minecart, seemingly ready to rest and wait for action tomorrow. 】

[I was also exhausted physically and mentally, so I followed his example and found a safe place to sleep in a minecart. 】

Zhao Chuanxin closed the "Code of the Old Gods", put on his glasses, and said to Xingyue: "Give me the structure diagram of the freighter."

He found the kitchen, slipped in, and stole coconut sandwiches and plum pudding, picking out things he didn't have.

After taking it, continue on your way.

At noon, we happened to arrive at a Jiao Island. Zhao Chuanxin stood on the Jiao Island, which was about 3 meters in diameter and just emerged from the sea. He had a meal in the roaring sea breeze and grilled a cod fish with stolen spicy soy sauce and barbecue ingredients. with a sandwich.

He was pushed forward by the ocean current, with favorable wind and smooth path, and boarded another freighter to rest in the middle of the night.

…

The Hague, outside Noordeenburg.

Wilhelmina and the maid each had a bicycle. They had just returned from riding outside and placed the bicycles next to the doorpost outside the Noordenburg Gate.

They even had only two guards, also following on bicycles.

The guard at the door saluted Wilhelmina, and Wilhelmina smiled and nodded. She was an amiable king who would rarely act like a king in front of soldiers and people.

Noordeinde is where the king works on weekdays. The stables here have the only golden carriage in the Netherlands, as well as many beautiful stallions, but Wilhelmina never travels in a golden carriage.

Unless there are major celebrations and festivals.

As soon as she entered the house, a maid hurried over and said to Wilhelmina, "Your Majesty, lawyer Paul is here and is waiting for you in the office. The Prime Minister will come soon."

Wilhelmina nodded and went upstairs.

Since she practiced balancing skills, she has maintained an excellent figure, and she is strong and energetic. She does a lot of outdoor sports every day.

When she arrived at the office, lawyer Paul stood up to greet her.

Wilhelmina got straight to the point: "Mr. Paul, you are our royal lawyer, I know your ability. As I said, can I get a solution that has the best of both worlds?"

Paul looked embarrassed: "Your Majesty, a posthumous child has the right of inheritance. You can definitely make your child the heir, but the new king's offspring will not have the right of inheritance."

"My half-brother Alexander and my great-uncle Frederick were ahead of me in the order of succession to the throne, but they both died. At that time, I was only ten years old when I was established as the crown prince." Wilhelmina pursed her lips: "And now, no one is more qualified to inherit the throne than my bloodline. Apart from my children, who else can the throne be passed on to?"

Paul shrugged: "Your Majesty, you are undoubtedly a descendant of 'Silent William'. The constitution stipulates that only the descendants of William of Orange can inherit the throne. And the descendants of your great-uncle are undoubtedly the direct descendants of William of Orange, and they are not out of the scope of the third generation of relatives of the current king."

Silent William, that is, William of Orange, led the Dutch people to oppose Spanish rule.

Although the Republic of the Netherlands has disintegrated and it is now the Dutch Dynasty, the king is still a descendant of William of Orange.

When the king dies or abdicates, his descendants inherit the throne in order of seniority. One dies, the next one, and so on. If the king has no offspring, the throne will be inherited by other children of the king's parents or grandparents according to the blood relationship, but not more than three generations.

The constitution stipulates that the king's posthumous children also have the right of inheritance, but the children born after the abdication and their descendants do not have the right of inheritance.

Wilhelmina bit her lip.

This made Paul look at His Majesty twice more. His Majesty was radiant and noble. His already beautiful face could now blind other people's dog eyes.

The beauty balance technique is not a joke.

But it was impolite to stare at the queen for a long time, so Paul quickly moved away.

Wilhelmina asked unwillingly: "What if I marry the father of the child?"

Paul sighed in his heart, His Majesty must have someone in mind.

He said cautiously: "Your Majesty, the king's marriage must be reviewed by Congress and formally approved in the form of a decree before it is legal. The decree approving the king's marriage must be reviewed and passed by the joint meeting of the two houses of Congress. If a marriage contract is signed without the approval of Congress, it will be regarded as an automatic abdication. Even if the person is in the sequence of succession to the throne, the marriage must be approved by Congress, otherwise the right to inherit the throne will be deprived. The decree of deprivation of inheritance rights will be passed by the joint meeting of the two houses with a 2/3 majority. The first house will not sit idly by and watch you do this. It will only anger them and the loss will outweigh the gain. The second house is just a subordinate house. This is the price you need to pay as a king..."

"If I tell you the name of that person, Paul, will you keep it secret for me?" Wilhelmina showed the pressure of a superior and looked directly into Paul's eyes.

Paul was not afraid of the king, but Wilhelmina's face was becoming more and more evil now. Paul was a little afraid to look at her. He lowered his head and said: "Your Majesty, you know, I have always kept the royal family secret and never made a mistake."

Wilhelmina then took two steps closer and muttered in a low voice.

Paul widened his eyes and said in horror: "Your Majesty, this... they will never agree. This is not in the interests of the Netherlands, and it is also contrary to our religion..."

Why did Paul say this?

The royal marriage is usually between the royal family or aristocracy of a European power. Wilhelmina's mother is the German noble lady Emma, ​​who is the continuation of the wife of William III. Wilhelmina's husband is Duke Henry of Mecklenburg-Schwerin. Mecklenburg was under the jurisdiction of Prussia before the unification of Germany, and later became a German aristocracy.

The Netherlands is a Protestant country. If the queen of the Netherlands marries a Spanish aristocrat, and Spain is a Catholic country, it is equivalent to betraying the state religion of the Netherlands.

And the man mentioned by Wilhelmina, Paul even thinks that he has no faith. Maybe he does, then his faith should be - killing, the strong are respected, those who obey me will prosper and those who disobey me will perish, damn, go to hell... and so on.

The Netherlands used to be a powerful country, the coachman of the sea, but now it is not good, it has declined, its military strength is weak, and it is often bullied by big countries.

So either they should marry a big country, or they should choose a marriage with a noble from a country that is easy to manipulate, which is in line with the interests of the Netherlands.

The country that the man belongs to is big, but it is obviously not a strong country, and it has long been occupied by a group of tigers.

Interests?

The man is like a butcher and a robber. It is okay to let him plunder other people's interests, but want him to give up his interests? Wishful thinking.

Paul persuaded earnestly: "Your Majesty, you are a good king supported by your subjects. Undoubtedly, you will get sympathy and support from some people, but this will put us in a cabinet crisis."

Cabinet crisis, also known as minister crisis.

The Dutch cabinet is a scholastic cabinet that implements collective leadership. Any resolution must obtain the consent of all ministers.

It is well known that excessive democracy will affect the efficiency of governance.

If all ministers fail to agree on a resolution, this is called a ministerial crisis.

This can be seen from the timing of cabinet meetings. The average monthly cabinet meeting time in the UK and France is 6-9 hours, and the average monthly cabinet meeting time in the Netherlands is 20-30 hours.

The inner spirit and principles of scholastic yamen are the same as "conciliar democracy".

Paul's point is that if the Queen insists on doing what she says, the cabinet will be embroiled in a long debate, which is something that should be avoided.

Wilhelmina was helpless: "Forget it, he will be here soon. I want to ask for his advice."

At this moment, someone knocked on the door and announced: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister is here."

Paul wisely withdrew, and on his way out, he took a photo with Prime Minister Jane Simscock, and the two nodded to each other.

The Netherlands is a highly liberal country. A maid will not feel humble when facing the queen, and a wealthy businessman will not be superior to a groom. The prime minister is also a minister in theory, and governs with the ministers instead of leading the ministers, and he will not take any advantage. Nostrils view lawyer Paul.

To a certain extent, the Netherlands has truly achieved equality for everyone, and this has continued until the 21st century. The Prime Minister and the King at the time also rode bicycles to work, and also rode bicycles to pick up their children from school and buy groceries, just like ordinary people. …

Wilhelmina said: "I heard that Zhao Chuanxin is coming to The Hague, and I am going to The Hague Bay to greet him."

The door closed and Paul, who was leaving, heard this sentence and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

The Queen is really mad.

Jane Simscock was taken aback: "That's inappropriate, Your Majesty. This is a matter for the International Arms Limitation Commission. Let Bellenut and the others take over. This is their matter."

Wilhelmina blinked: "You know who he is, what if he gets into trouble in the Netherlands?"

If you are careful, you can tell that Wilhelmina is talking about causing trouble, not massacre or murder...

But Jane Simscock didn't hear it.

He frowned and said: "No, Your Majesty, don't worry. Our people are simple and pragmatic and don't pursue pomp and limelight. They are humble and treat others equally. They are not a bit better than the barbaric and vulgar Americans. As far as I know, Zhao Chuanxin He is not an unreasonable man."

Wilhelmina pretended to be worried: "But I am still worried that our people will be hurt. I am just a queen, not a god. There is nothing special. I just go to see him. If I can eliminate the violence in his heart, it will be completely worth it."

Jane Simscock admires Her Majesty's concern for her country and her people.

In fact, since William II implemented constitutional monarchy, the king's decision-making power has been very limited. This determines that there is almost no conflict between the Prime Minister and the King.

Instead, he first had conflicts with other ministers and interest parties, because for a long time there was a "pillarization phenomenon" in the Netherlands, where society was divided into several subcultural circles based on religious and political differences, and the prime minister could only be one of the "pillar" interests. representative. In the post-pillar era cabinet, although the various factions of the cabinet have reached an agreement, the interests of each faction are still very important. The prime minister must check and balance each other with the ministers of the ruling faction and coordinate the interests and needs of each faction.

Jane Simscock thought for a while and said: "Your Majesty, I still cannot agree with you to greet Zhao Chuanxin. If you must give him special attention, it is better to let me go."

When the Prime Minister goes to greet him, it is no different than when a minister from a certain department goes to greet him.

But it's different when the queen goes away. In theory, the king is the supreme being, which is of great significance.

Wilhelmina wanted to go alone.

She was calm on the outside, but actually she was so excited inside that she almost wanted to jump up on the spot.

Dear friends, who can understand the feeling of eagerly wanting to see someone?

It can be seen that the Prime Minister insisted that she should not be too explicit, so she had to agree: "Okay then."

In addition to the excitement of meeting Zhao Chuanxin, Wilhelmina has always been worried about how to let Juliana appear in the public eye, and how to explain and arrange her relationship with Zhao Chuanxin.

Maybe that man will have a solution?

…

The Hague Bay.

Jane Simscock and Belenadt stand side by side.

A cargo ship slowly entered the port to unload its cargo.

Behind them were a group of staff from the Arms Limitation Commission.

Jane Simscock pointed to some people on the periphery and asked: "Who are they?"

Bernat looked back: "They are all large, medium and small business owners. They said they are also here to welcome Zhao Chuanxin. They are all entrepreneurs from the Netherlands. I really can't understand their thoughts."

Bernat is a Belgian, but a hundred years ago, the Netherlands and Belgium were one family, and later Belgium separated and became independent.

The customs and cultures of the two countries blend with each other, and there is not much difference.

Jane Simscock wondered: "What does Zhao Chuanxin's coming have to do with them?"

"Perhaps some kind of profit drives them to do this. After all, they can't afford to do it early if they don't have any profit." Belenat said nonchalantly. "Or maybe they are just curious about what kind of man the Butcher of the Far East is."

"When will Zhao Chuanxin arrive?"

"I don't know, I just know today. I asked him which ship he was on, and his butler, Freddy Pavitt, didn't know. What a strange master and servant."

"Then how do we know he will come? Or how do we know he is coming?"

Jane Simscock had just finished speaking when someone patted her on the shoulder: "Hey, are you waiting for me?"

Jane Simscock turned around in confusion and saw a tall Asian man.

The man's hair was meticulously combed, he wore a pair of large-framed glasses, a beard, a Sterfield coat, a smoking cigar in his hand, a vertical striped suit inside, and shiny leather shoes.

"Ah?" Jane Simscock was confused: "Who are you?"

Bellenat turned around and frowned at Zhao Chuanxin.

"I am the Far East Butcher you are talking about, Zhao Chuanxin!"