187. The Constituent Assembly
Double-Ridge Building, inside the VIP lounge.
"Father, your face looks a little bad." Natasha placed the brewed tea in front of Garcy, a worried expression on her face. Garcy's complexion was indeed a little bad, his skin was a little yellow, and there was a tired breath lingering between his eyebrows.
Garcy rubbed his eyebrows, he was really not in good spirits these days, and he always dreamed of many things from the past. There's about He Jingshan, there's about Dean, and there's more about Mullin.
People tend to be sentimental when they get older, especially during such an exciting time.
"Why don't you have Dr. Desel come and have a look." Natasha said.
Garcy waved his hand and refused, but looking at Natasha's concerned eyes, there was a rare warmth in his heart, "Okay, wait until the meeting is over." β
At this time, the waiter knocked on the door and came in, and Qin Zheng stood at the door and saluted, "Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness the Princess, the meeting will start soon, please move." β
Hearing this, Natasha took Garthie's hand and helped him to his feet, his eyes complex and deep. Walking through the long corridor, the moment the door opened, Natasha's heart flashed a sentence: it is finally about to begin.
I'm afraid that no one's heart is more complicated than her at this moment, she has hidden the matter of that forum, and at this moment, she still has the invisible headset that Joey gave her in her ears. What exactly does she want? Perhaps even she herself was confused, and begged Carcy to bring her with her, perhaps, just to find a possible answer.
What about that horrific murderous plan? Natasha stood in the box on the second floor, lifted the curtain and looked down, in the dense crowd - who was it, holding the scythe of death in his hand?
A secret communication channel dedicated to killing people has been established, and in the footsteps of countless assassination veterans, this group of newcomers who debuted halfway through the industry have given themselves a name - Tea Guest. The people who come out of the tea party are, of course, tea guests, but tea customers who hide knives in their hands and poison in their tea.
At 1:25 p.m., there were five minutes left before the meeting. In the tea guest channel, everyone is making the final confirmation.
"Is everyone in place?"
"Here we are."
"Standby all the time."
"Here."
At 1:27, Evans took his seat in the first row. He was the initiator of the proposal, and he was the first person to speak later, and at this moment sitting around him were either the nobles invited by the council, or the people at the top of the council.
So what? Being looked at a few times won't drop a piece of meat. He silently told himself in his heart: Now they are afraid of you, not you are afraid of them, Evans.
Looking around, none of the high-level members of the council, Dean and Qin Zheng, were all there, and He Jingshan and Song Qiao also came, but I don't know what identity they used to come, representatives of the military department? Or aristocrats? There are many other Evans who can't be named, and there are even several gray-haired ones, one of them is the old speaker of Qin, and one Evans feels familiar, is it the old general of the military department?
Eyes moved up to the box on the second floor, behind the curtain blocked, it was the emperor who sat down, Evans frowned and thought.
At half past one, the bell rang and the meeting began on time.
Evans took a deep breath, straightened his tie, and strode onto the podium.
Song Qiao sat in the front row, leaning against He Jingshan, sweeping everyone on and off the stage with a pair of beautiful eyes, and his tone was soft, "You say, there will be something big happening today?" β
Tang Chuan's answer rang in her earrings, "I contacted Joey, and he only said let's get ready. Of course, my instinct also told me that something big was going to happen today. So far, Dean has only made contact with some of the big nobles and met some people secretly, but these are not enough, so he must have prepared something else, but we didn't find out. It's also possible that he laid the groundwork early on, so we don't know, and I personally prefer the latter. β
"Then wait and see." After speaking, Song Qiao turned his head to Yu He Jingshan and said a whisper with a smile, and the two were next to each other, as always.
Tang Chuan and Helan are also very affectionate. After Helan relaxed his control, Tang Chuan was like a shadow that kept wrapping around him, and others always saw Helan as if he was talking to someone, his eyes were generally gentle, and the corners of his mouth sometimes had a hint of a smile, and sometimes he was very stern.
Everyone unanimously agreed - this must be talking to Tang Chuan, showing affection, if not, everyone will jump into the interstellar sea to commit suicide. What about war? Is it okay to pay attention to the impact of the point?
Also, Helan was always talking softly one second, and the next second, the conversation turned sharp, and a chill suddenly appeared, "Take a detour, kill that frigate." β
Everyone felt cold behind them.
"The meeting has begun?" Helan asked.
"Well, now Evans is speaking up there." Tang Chuan said: "It is estimated that there will be at least half an hour, and this half hour should still be safe, our side."
"Let's start too." Helan glanced at the electronic map. The direction they are in now is still a few hours away from Tanding's Celestial Fortress, once this space fortress is laid, then they can directly land on Tanding's side star and officially start the counterattack. And this bait plan is set before landing.
"Sir, enemy reconnaissance aircraft detected!" One of the electronic soldiers in front stood up and shouted loudly.
Helan immediately looked over, "Don't pay attention to it, go straight over." β
Immediately after that, he pressed a button on the command platform, "Su Feng Squad, are you ready?" β
"Ready!" The answer was sonorous and powerful.
Helan's eyes froze, "Let's go." β
The launch channels on the side of the warship were all opened, and nearly thirty deep passages lit up with the light of Youlan, and the system prompt sound followed, "Prepare for launch." β
The mechs are ready to go, and the young faces are full of perseverance.
"Five, four, three, two, one! Launch! β
Under the powerful thrust, the mecha was catapulted into the vast universe, falling like raindrops into the boundless ocean. Tang Chuan quickly stabilized his rotating perspective, and when he caught a glimpse of the huge group of warships behind him, a majestic spirit arose.
"Attention, all of you start stealth mode, follow me." Tang Chuan said, all the mecha suddenly extinguished all the lights, the same color as the sea of stars, and under his leadership, quietly disappeared in the boundless universe.
Fighting side by side with the captain again, Bo Yan was so excited that he wanted to sing, "I'll sing for everyone!" β
And then without waiting for others to refuse, the melodious singing has echoed in the team's internal channel.
"Do you remember the boy under the stars, my comrade-in-arms?
We have nothing to fear,
We are invincible,
Ah~ dear boy, you have a sea of stars in your eyes"
At this moment, in the Shuangleng Building, Evans's impassioned speech was about to come to an end, he propped his hands on the rostrum, his eyes swept over everyone present excitedly and sharply, and his tone seemed to have an overwhelming momentum, "It is difficult for us to achieve that all men are created equal, in fact, each of us is born unequal." Our origins, our looks, our genders, none of them are free for us to choose. But it is precisely because of this that we struggle, we strive to change, and we hope that we can live better! β
"However, this society says no to us. Is it wrong to say that all men are created equal? No. This is not to say that everyone must be equal from birth, but that we have equal rights to live, and that everyone's life is equal and unique. No one can trample on the existence of others at will, and no one can deprive others of their power at will! The nobility can enjoy the glory of their ancestors, but the opportunities for the future should be open to everyone! If this society says no to you, why not say no to this society?! Right here, in the double-edged edifice of democracy, just say this one word. If you don't work hard yourself, then no one can save you anymore! β
A loud sound echoed through the rotunda, making everyone's eardrums tremble. They all looked at Evans in a little consternation, and the whole room was silent.
Song Qiao said to He Jingshan leisurely: "This Evans really dares." β
"yes." He Jingshan looked at Evans solemnly.
History, always inadvertently, is changed by a little person who seems to care indifferently.
Evans looked at the audience, took a deep breath, and finally said: "However, no matter what kind of shortcomings this society has, and how many hardships we have encountered, I still love this great empire deeply. β
After speaking, Evans bowed deeply to the audience. Every time you go to power, it's like going to the battlefield. He didn't have sophisticated weapons, and he didn't have extraordinary strength, so every time, he was determined to die on the battlefield.
But he believed that few people would have the courage to stand in front of the entire empire and say such a thing. He did it, and at the moment his chest was full of excitement, and he did it.
And die without regrets.
The venue was silent for more than ten seconds, and the high-level people representing the entire empire were silent for more than ten seconds, and a fierce dispute suddenly broke out. Some people cheered for Evans, some were silent, and some people loudly refuted Evans's arguments, because these words can be interpreted as a provocation to the imperial power!
All are created equal, so isn't it necessary for the royal family to exist?
"Ridiculous! Absurd! I don't know which old nobleman angrily struck the ground with his cane, bringing a wave of verbal criticism.
It was only at this time that the Constituent Assembly officially sounded the clarion call for war.
Dean came to the stage, Qin Zheng also came to the stage, and the two sides were on one side of the rostrum, and as soon as they opened their mouths, it was a scene of bayonets seeing red. Natasha watched worriedly at the scene below, sometimes noticing Gassy's expressionβhe was like a spectator at the theater, smiling and intoxicated.
Tea Guest Channel.
"The gaffer is in place."
"Scientists in place."
"Tea Guest No. 1 is in place."
"Tea Guest No. 2 is in place."
"Tea Guest No. 3 is in place."
ββ
"The victims are in place and ready to start."