The analysis report that Chamberlain was going to write, to put it bluntly, was still used to remind the upper echelons of the League, and the language should be much more subtle, at least there would be no brain-dead clauses such as "safeguarding the rights and interests of the small nobles and restricting the exploitation of the big nobles". Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Leaning on the example of Kyushu, that is, listening to a program like "Voice of America" in the lighthouse country is the same crime as listening to the enemy station, and it is also necessary to be checked by the FBI......

Wasn't Chamberlain planning to stab the little nobles in the written law of the League on the Bauhinia family's bad things recently?

So naturally, Chamberlain, who had written an application for joining the party in his previous life, fell into a brain-burning state again.

Even if this is an internal reference, even if those little nobles can't see this thing at all, who knows if there will be those who are undisciplined and will shake this thing out? In those days, the Führer made a speech in front of the big capitalists, and he wanted to expand the German army to tens of thousands, and in the end, everyone knew about it?

Therefore, the rhetoric must be gorgeous, the feelings must be compassionate, the writing must be smooth, and most importantly, the butt must not be crooked, which has high requirements for writing skills.

"Why didn't you go to study literature back then?" the medical dog grabbed his hair and asked himself like this, he had asked this before, but it had nothing to do with the number of sisters, and there were a lot of nurse sisters and doctors in the medical department.

It's better to be someone else's house, it's an unsolvable question.

The marquis, who had not used the potions, did not sleep, sat behind Chamberlain, and saw him tugging at his hair with a look of annoyance, and couldn't help but stretch out her hand to pinch his temple: "If the text is not handled well, you can find a few decent literati, you just need to explain your meaning, and leave the rest to them." ”

Chamberlain shook his head, turned his head to look at the marquis, and showed a helpless expression: "This thing...... There's no way to fake someone else's hands, otherwise it will be a big disaster to leak out, even if the person we use is absolutely reliable, there is no way to make him not make any memoirs when he is there. ”

"It's good to be confined and confined again, and then sign a contract, and if you say a word, it will be blown to pieces, and even the soul will be left, isn't this the end?" the marquis said very blandly, "It's really not good, just find someone, write an article, and kill him on the spot, it's a big deal to give his family a sufficient compensation." ”

The breath of a precious person came to his face, and the body of the medical dog was shocked, and he suddenly figured it out.

In the eyes of the magnates, those who sell their pens are a fart! Just Kyushu, isn't there a fool who muttered "Mao Runzhi's article is well written" when Kai Shengong complained that "Mao Runzhi's article is well written", and was played to suicide?

It's too scientific, it's too reasonable, find a batch of royal pens, use the spells of the master to trap them, and spit out a word to make his soul fly......

Then the marquis put her arms around him from behind: "I don't have much time, come quickly." ”

So the sudden realization on the face of the medical dog instantly turned into unyielding: "No, this article is in a hurry, I have to finish it overnight, and then I will find a professional writer to write an article later." ”

No matter how injured the immortal is, he can't catch up with swallowing that kind of tiger and wolf medicine, and the trade secrets of this level must also be kept secret when facing Angelina, otherwise what do you let the medical dog say?

The medical dog also has no desire to be abused, and Angelina's kind of flame that can burn the Earl of Upton, the Slayer of the Abyss, has no desire to experience it.

Angelina glanced at him, pushed him away from the chair, and sat down on herself: "Say, what do you want? I didn't expect that you, who only nest in the laboratory on weekdays, are even so poor in writing that the experimental reports on weekdays are all caught by others, right?"

The medical dog smiled awkwardly, and did not answer the question at all, but began to state his own thoughts, or to make an unprecedented copyist: "First of all, we should confirm that in the process of promoting the advanced political system of the alliance and effectively protecting the legitimate rights and interests of all the nobles in the pan-continent, who are our friends and who are our enemies, and then we can analyze the strata of all the nobles in the pan-continent, and then judge whether they are our friends or our enemies, or the grass that can be fought for... …”

In terms of terminology, the medical dog is still very cautious, and the reason why he uses classes instead of classes is because the aristocracy, no matter how big or small, is in the final analysis an exploiting class, at best it is the difference between big capitalists and small capitalists, and there is a group of commoners in the original or external planes for them to exploit.

Seeing Angelina follow his statement, the pen was flying on the manuscript paper, and the medical dog had mixed feelings for a while, and said that his posture level was really not enough, and he also needed to increase his efforts and speed up his improvement, otherwise there would be nothing left except for his vision, philosophical thinking, and pharmacy knowledge to find confidence.

"It would be nice if they were all fools here...... Well, no, if they were all fools, they wouldn't need me to save them......" The medical dog thought to himself, but he didn't stop.

The length of this article is not long, so soon, Angelina wrote the whole article according to Chamberlain's intentions, Chamberlain took it and took a look, and sure enough, it was the hand of everyone, the handwriting was neat, the writing was smooth, the rhetoric was gorgeous, and there was no slightest sense of sluggishness in the whole reading, and it was full of care and love for the oppressed little nobles.

Of course, this is only the literal meaning, the real meaning, with the IQ of those little nobles, it is impossible to understand, as for the understanding...... Chamberlain didn't even have to make a move, naturally their suzerain would destroy them for him.

"Strictly guarding the internal system and exporting the external system, this is the only secret to the eternal prosperity of an empire. The medical dog said confidently, picked up Angelina and turned around three times, and then kissed her, "Marry a wife and marry a virtuous man!"

Angelina smiled coquettishly, and at some point there was an extra potion bottle in her hand: "Now that the article has been written, isn't it time for us to get down to business?"

The medical dog let out an "ah", and before he could say anything later, he felt a cool breath enter his throat, he wailed, put Angelina down, and took out a bottle of endurance potion from the space ring......