The aristocracy of the alliance has a fine tradition of boiling, at least until the royal family is not strong enough to swallow the eighteen principalities in one gulp. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

So, Angelina, Marquis of Violet, although she is a royal party, and even if she has a child, she has to give priority to marriage with the royal family, but she also has to respect the traditions of the alliance.

Therefore, Angelina said that she was very supportive of His Royal Highness Chamberlain's freedom of speech and personal freedom, and carried forward the fine tradition of cooking, and then, the medical dog who wanted to be quiet really went to Jingjing, and the location was in the study he longed for.

"My heart is so tired, I don't feel like I can love anymore. ”

After pretending to write a few pharmacy formulas, the medical dog made such an exclamation, as the so-called from thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift, during the previous period, every night there was a charming marquis in his arms, which is a medical dog, it is simply extravagant to the extreme, but tonight it has become a luxury to even keep the empty room alone, he wants to keep the study alone.

What do people do?!

Chamberlain really wanted to question Angelina, but considering that the Alliance was a cooking country, and the Marquis was also very cooking, he still coaxed, after all, there are many ways to reflect the cooking of dishes, and it is not in his interests to reflect the cooking by choosing the way of being beaten.

So the medical dog gritted his teeth and picked up his pen again, he planned to write an article about democracy, let the Viscount of the Viscount of the propaganda officer run to the parliament to talk about it, and then increase the propaganda efforts, let the newspapers such as US and others publicize this article, so that more people can enjoy the glory of cooking.

"Of course, I'm here to save the otherworld, and there is no personal subjective feeling. While writing the spirit of the Magna Carta on the paper, the medical dog gritted his teeth and thought, "Making dishes, publicizing dishes, selling dishes, and promoting dishes, so that all nobles can bathe in the glory of dishes, this is what I, the prince of the alliance, should do!"

After about half an hour, the medical dog finally wrote down the relevant parts about the aristocratic republican spirit embodied in the Magna Carta and the protection of the autonomy of the aristocracy, and the next thing he had to do was to weaken these things to a certain extent under the premise of applying the political system of the alliance aristocracy, and strive to promote the superiority of the alliance political system under the premise of ensuring the absolute ruling power of the alliance royal family.

In the end, as long as the medical dog strings these spirits together with beautiful words and makes a reportage, then he is Benjamin Franklin of the other world, and it is an enhanced version, his own historical status and evaluation, he himself has completely thought about it, "He caught thunder and lightning from the sky, and regained power from the hands of the autocratic ruler", without adding a sentence "He took back the power of noble blood reproduction from the hands of the god of fertility", he will really send down divine punishment from the heavenly realm at that time.

Thinking of this, the medical dog couldn't help but feel a little proud, and even began to hum a song with his feet crossed, while humming the song, while summarizing and deleting the relevant spirit on the scratch paper, and even Avril was holding a tea tray and bringing him snacks and tea without noticing.

"Your Highness, it's not too early, it's time to rest. Avril put down the tea tray lightly and said softly, "Your Highness has also worked very hard these days, and everyone has lost weight, but you can't be foolish anymore." ”

Hearing Avril speak, Chamberlain came back to his senses, he looked up at the delicate face of his first political marriage partner, and couldn't help sighing: "It's okay, I can hold on, it's just that I have suffered you in the days when I am away." ”

As he spoke, the medical dog, who had grown from a boy to a man, reached out and hugged Avril directly, letting her sit on his lap.

Avril was startled, then her face turned red, and she turned her head directly, not daring to look at the medical dog, and even her voice became like a mosquito: "Your Highness, why are you ......?"

The medical dog laughed a few times, licking his face and wanting to say something, but Avril, who had a glimpse of what Chamberlain had written, was shocked, and couldn't even care about embarrassment, picked up a piece of paper, turned his head and asked, "Your Highness, you wrote all this?"

Chamberlain nodded, and didn't care about continuing to tease the fiancée and add a little fun to his boring night: "Yes, I wrote it, and I'm changing it." ”

Avril's face instantly became very panicked, and she had learned about some medical dogs and the parliamentary party's behind-the-scenes deals, and her voice was a little trembling: "Your Highness, is this going to completely throw herself into the parliamentary party?"

The daughters of the feudal elite families are really not vegetarians, and the impact of the growth environment on people is really not ordinary.

Chamberlain looked at Avril's expression and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, just from a draft, you can see many ways, and think of its terrible consequences, this is definitely not something that can be learned in some place like the League School of Political Science and Economics, but more of a kind of thinking that can only be cultivated by hearing and seeing.

"Why, I'm the prince. Chamberlain patted Avril Lavigne lightly on the back and reached out to grab the manuscript that was being revised, "This is what will be used in the Council of Nobles in a few days, and it will not be me who reads this document." ”

Looking at the contents of this paper, Avril finally breathed a sigh of relief, the attitude of the royal family towards the other imperial nobles in the alliance, especially the principality, since Frederick IV, has evolved into a coexistence of struggle and compromise, if Chamberlain really fell to the parliamentary party, then his position within the royal family is also in jeopardy, even if Charles III values him again, no matter how strong his own strength is, the royal presbyterian council will not let a guy with "dangerous thinking" inherit the throne.

And what Chamberlain will face is either to be imprisoned and prepare potions, or to be distributed to the abyss battlefield or the plane battlefield, until she dies in battle or is canonized as a god or sanctified, and she, as a wife, will naturally not be treated well.

This is an ideological struggle between autocracy and democracy, and it is also a struggle of the most fundamental interests, and there is no room for compromise between the two.

"Your Highness, what are you writing this for?" Avril asked, turning her head after letting out a sigh of relief, a pair of big beautiful eyes blinking.

Chamberlain smiled evilly, his eyes shining with the unique brilliance of gold coins: "Of course it's a trade, this is a deal that costs more money than any potion." ”

The ideological output is successful, and the plane itself will be chaotic, and when the time comes, for Chamberlain, whether it is the sale of potions, or the integration of the plane's forces by taking advantage of the chaos, it is a godsend...... Fart doesn't count.

As soon as she heard about the sale of money, Avril's eyes, who were well-managed, gentle and virtuous, immediately lit up: "Do you need me to mention it to my father and make a decision in the council?"