Blackstone Code

In the luxurious palace, a royal steward wearing a wig walked solemnly in the corridor leading to the emperor's bedroom.

Behind him were some people, some with equally serious faces, and everyone had a solemn look on their unsmiling faces.

The soldiers in the corridor wanted to stop the royal steward, but he glared back.

In Gaevra, the status of the royal steward is very high. He cannot touch matters related to politics, but he has power over the internal affairs of the palace second only to the emperor.

This is also some of the experience accumulated by the Gaevra royal family during their long reign. For a period of time in the past, several emperors have been ignored by the royal steward to a certain extent, and it was even reported that the queen was pregnant with the steward's child. The throne was almost stolen by a bastard.

Collusions between internal and external parties happened many times, so later, after the royal family regained power, they changed some rules to limit the potential of the royal manager to the minimum, and at the same time, in order to avoid the possibility of something happening that was too late to deal with. With irreversible consequences, all candidates for royal stewards must be chosen from among the royal family members.

In other words, the royal steward is probably a relative of the emperor, such as an uncle or brother. Even if one day comes, 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 stewards he personally appointed, and the feelings and relationships between them will be better and more stable.

At the end of the corridor, the royal steward opened the door to the emperor's bedroom. In the huge bedroom, the emperor was lying on a velvet bed and sleeping soundly. The room was very warm.

In order to provide the emperor with a comfortable environment, there are many pure copper pipes on the walls and floor of this room. High-temperature steam will constantly flow through the copper pipes, making the entire room as warm as spring.

The emperor was covered with a thin quilt, and the slow and rhythmic rise and fall of his chest showed that he was still asleep.

The soldier outside the door wanted to say something, but was speechless by the steward standing by the door. In the end, he could only remain silent.

The steward slowly closed the door of the dormitory. The heavy and soundproof door completely isolated the dormitory from 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 within the royal family that were dissatisfied with the emperor. They spent too much wealth during the war, but did not receive enough returns. Many members of the royal family, as well as princes and ministers, had their fortunes emptied out. Most of it.

Coupled with the adjustment of the country's development direction after the war, Amelia has become a rapidly developing area, and domestic development has begun to slow down. This has also made those members of the royal family, including noble ministers, whose interests are basically domestic, very dissatisfied.

They believe that the emperor's purpose in building Amelia, an overseas enclave, is not to get rid of the current "isolated island dilemma" of Gefra. This is a theory put forward by a domestic scholar, who believes that the biggest problem with Gefra is that this place is As an isolated and helpless island country, once the war fails and the war burns to the mainland of Gafula, then Gafula may be subjugated.

When the war develops to that stage, it can actually explain the problem. The Gefra people are no match for the opponent, and the only thing waiting for them is destruction.

But some people think that these are decisions made by the emperor for a certain purpose, and they don't really...want to do that.

All kinds of dissatisfaction unexpectedly subsided after the defeat of the naval battle between Gaevra and the Federation. It was not that these people began to understand the emperor's previous thoughts and practices, but that the contradictions began to deepen and accumulate from relatively superficial and simple contradictions, and even Some people believe that the current difficulties and challenges faced by Gaevra stem from the emperor's arrogance.

This sharp contradiction will not be reflected, but everyone can feel its existence. This year, the emperor will roar at the ministers in the ruler's hall almost every three or five times. A few years ago, he would not roar for almost a year. several times.

He was also very anxious, but there was no good solution, and all the troubles were not solved.

Sometimes people don't care about what you can do, they only care about whether you have done it or not. But now in people's eyes, the emperor seems to have done nothing!

In the room, the steward walked to the bedside. The emperor was still sleeping, seemingly unaware of the surrounding situation at all.

The steward 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 strong liquor. In addition to the cup, there was also a bottle of pills, which were drugs to help sleep.

It can be seen that the emperor of Gefra is suffering from insomnia...probably.

Those who came in with the general manager put their belongings on the table. Someone took out a tarpaulin and spread it on the ground. Someone else took out a foot-long rope from the box they brought with them. round tube, screwed it onto a larger machine, and turned on a flippable switch a few times.

After they completed all the preparations, the butler had a successful and happy smile on his face. He raised his wrist and glanced at his watch.

It was 4:45 in the morning, which was also the quietest time in the Gefra Imperial City. Even the girls selling happiness outside had almost rested.

And this is also the darkest moment of the day, but the manager believes that as long as this moment is passed, dawn will come soon.

"Let's start!" He ordered and stepped aside to prevent something from splattering on himself. His clothes were not cheap, and he liked them very much.

An ordinary-looking guy in his thirties followed the steward into the emperor's bedroom. He raised the thing in his hand and pointed it at the sleeping emperor. There was darkness in the long black tube, and there seemed to be something terrible hidden there. s things.

The next second, a voice sounded that definitely did not belong here and should not be here - "Merisco's Fourth Symphony", a section called "Resistance".

The music is full of the kind of struggle and shouting when facing oppression, the anger and resistance when facing fate, the rhythm is fast and full of power!

The moment the sound sounded, the emperor's chest began to rise and fall violently. The steward looked at him with a proud smile on his face. He knew that the emperor was already awake and pretending to be asleep, so he raised his hands and the band played harder. up.

In the end, the emperor couldn't hold it any longer. It was definitely not a comfortable thing to perform such a symphony in a place that was much larger than an ordinary bedroom, but countless times smaller than an opera hall.

There's no way he's pretending to be asleep!

He was angry and irritable. He was forcefully woken up from his sweet dream before dawn. He picked up the half bottle of wine still remaining on the bedside and threw it in the direction of the sound.

Fortunately, the manager had already prepared, and two musicians blocked the bottle with great skill.

The wine in the wine bottle that fell on the ground is flowing freely, but don't worry, a tarp has been laid before, it will not cause harm to the carpet.

"I'm going to kill you!" The emperor sat up suddenly, grabbed his hair and roared, "Damn it, it's not even five o'clock yet!"

He got up a little hysterically and kept beating the air around him, but those bands were still playing. They were really a little scared at first, but now they are numb. Anyway, they are just talking.

Even because the emperor said he wanted to kill them, they worked harder than before!

"Ah ah ah... can you... let me sleep for a while?" Seeing that the harshness was of no use, the emperor began to soften, "Half an hour, dear brother, only half an hour!"

The steward shook his head. He was the emperor's biological brother. He knew from the beginning that he was not the material to be the emperor, and he was not dissatisfied with it. At least he would not be like other brothers and sisters who were mostly ignored by this younger brother. Killed by hand.

At least he still has a good job and can get people's respect.

Perhaps making the emperor's life unhappy was one of his pleasures.

"No, Your Majesty!"

"You must go to the fitness room to exercise for thirty minutes before five o'clock, and then deal with the documents sent at midnight yesterday. At six twenty in the morning, you have to wake up the prince, princess and queen. At six forty-five, you have to Let's have breakfast together in the restaurant. At seven-thirty, the Foreign Secretary will talk to you about work matters. At eight-thirty, you will appear on the walls of the palace to return gifts to the ordinary people who are visiting..."

The emperor, who was sitting blankly on the bed, sighed and accepted his fate.

The steward saw this and knew that the wake-up service was over. He made a sign to stop. The band stopped and then disassembled the instruments. They would leave later.

The emperor, who was sitting on the bed, began to adapt. He complained, "Why didn't I be a foolish king?" He looked at his brother, "Or be a tyrant, so at least you wouldn't be at damn four forty-five." Wake me up!"

The butler walked to the other door, pressed a button on it, and 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 kilograms of servants squeezed out of the door. They held a brush in their hands and said to the emperor with bared teeth, "Your Majesty, please take a bath! "

This was definitely not a pleasant morning, and the Emperor felt like a boat about to capsize in a storm.

When he first came to the throne, in order to prevent himself from becoming a coward and a tyrant, he replaced all the beautiful maids in the palace with these large-tonnage ones.

For this reason, all the subjects in the country enthusiastically praised him as the most outstanding wise king in history. But now he thought about it, he was really a damn fool, and he would only torment himself instead of tormenting others.

Just when he was thinking about these trivial things, a servant girl looked at him with a smile, "Your Majesty, do you want to dig out the bird's nest?"