546. The Queen's Will
People in high positions always like to think from their own point of view, and the higher the position, the longer they last, the more so.
Elizabeth I expressed "considerable anger and displeasure" at what I had recently done, and hoped that I would "correct this infuriating mistake as soon as possible." β
These words came from Isabella in front of me. At this time, this noble lady was wandering around my room, and seemed to be particularly interested in the few lamps I had lit on the table and on the cabinet, studying back and forth.
At this time, my mood was still resting on the joy of the birth of my child, and I did not take her words too seriously. After all, we are not a traditional monarch and courtier, and I have no obligation to report to Elizabeth I and follow everything.
"Oh? What exactly did Her Majesty mean in her words? β
I actually deliberately wanted to slow down the conversation, so I started to pretend to be confused.
Fools know that the queen is not happy that I would actually help France with the naval upgrade plan - this matter is not enough to contain the fire in the first place, and I have no intention of hiding it from anyone.
From my point of view, however, from the very beginning of my contact with Elizabeth I, I made it clear that I was only a guest who helped her against Spain, and that I did not mean to swear allegiance to her.
So I can actually be seen as a mercenary or a contractor to a certain extent, and I don't have to work for anyone or be loyal to anyone.
Isabella obviously didn't think so, and the expression on her face was first stagnant, and then there was an angry emotion!
"You're kidding me, aren't you, Your Excellency." Isabella gritted her teeth lightly, with an indescribable smile on her face: "Although I can't characterize your behavior as treason, Her Majesty is indeed quite annoyed by this. β
As she spoke, she lowered her voice, pressed her entire upper body on the table, leaned over to me and said, "Even if you are as wise as you, you are afraid that you can't tolerate your own people frowning at others and making peace with others, right?" β
Her expression was quite serious, and it was clear that she had put herself on the moral high ground. She no longer meant to question me, but to rebuke me.
"Peace?" I gently lay my body on the chair, leaned back comfortably, and asked very casually, "Please explain, who am I with?" Where is it? In what way did they reconcile? β
Isabella was astonished to be so ignorant. In her impression, I, Sun Qilan, am a very shrewd and knowledgeable person.
"Can I understand this as a provocation to the Queen?" Isabella bared her fangs in front of me for the first time, she didn't want to lose anything in momentum, or maybe she was just trying to hide something, something she didn't want me to find out.
I stood up, walked to the wine cabinet, took out two wine glasses from it, and took out a bottle of French red wine, and with a slight force, twisted the cork with a "boom", and poured a glass for each of us.
Pushing one of the cups in front of her, he picked it up and took a sip of it. Seeing that I didn't want to answer her immediately, Isabella sat down across from me very gracefully, picked up her glass and took a sip as well.
"How? Is it okay? I asked Isabella with a smile.
This royal lady is naturally knowledgeable, and put the wine glass in front of her nose and sniffed it lightly before saying: "More than fifteen years old, of course, it is a rare boutique!" β
I listened to her words and said with a smile: "Look, you are knowledgeable, just like me, I am also knowledgeable." I mean, we all have the right to choose, right? The honorable queen can choose, and the humble me can choose the same, but my choice is a little less, that's all. β
Isabella put down her glass, she was discerning what I meant. But apparently, she knew what I already knew, and some of her words were definitely not untargeted.
"What the hell are you trying to say?" Isabella tried to get by: "I'm not here to discuss these philosophical issues with you, you know what I mean. β
"Of course I do!" I picked up the glass and put it down with a slight force, and the glass made a muffled "bang" on the table: "Believe me, I know more than you think." β
Isabella was silent, she didn't know what information I had at hand. So she stopped talking, but stared at me quietly, trying to find some clues in my eyes.
I looked into her eyes, pouted and smiled: "Actually, you don't have to guess, I can tell you clearly, show sincerity!" Don't take other people for idiots, what you have done and what you will do to others, you know for yourself. Do you need me to teach you how to do it? β
At the end of the sentence, my expression was as cold as frost, I squinted at Isabella, took another sip of my glass, and was equally silent.
The air in the room seemed to be frozen, and it was viscous and could not be dissolved.
"Do you know what your choice represents?" Isabella asked suddenly, the expression on her face already slightly hideous.
I knew that she had reached the point where she was in a dagger, in other words, she was in a hurry.
In her cognition, I should have surrendered a long time ago, after all, I am facing the power of a country, and I should never be so calm.
But I really have no reason to be afraid of a person, a woman - especially when I have completely broken with my country, what should I not dare to face!
In other words, if I have even dumped the Ming Dynasty, which accounts for 40% of the world's GDP, will I be afraid of a small country that is on the rise and stabbed in the back?
It is true that Britain will become an empire on which the sun never sets, but what is it in front of it?
A country that survives in the gap between Spain and the Netherlands and France, nothing more.
Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize a boat. If I can help them defeat Spain, I can help France, Holland, and Spain to suppress England!
So deep down, I really don't see Britain as a high branch that must be attached to, or climbed. This is especially true after they made peace with Spain and attacked my territory and allies.
Therefore, after Isabella showed her fangs, I was more calm and calm, squinting slightly and smiling contemptuously: "Of course I know! Her Majesty the Queen will be furious and even issue a hunt for me - of course, lifting the title or something should be the first step, right? β
Isabella asked curiously, "Now that you know, why do you want to collude with Henry of France to do something harmful to the interests of the British Empire?" β
Hearing this, I slowly stood up, sat down on the table gently, hooked my right index finger slightly, picked Isabella's chin, and then pinched her chin with two fingers, brought my face close to her, and said in a very provocative tone: "If you want to say that I have chosen to represent the development of the United Kingdom, then I will tell you responsibly, it is so!" β
Isabella's face was calm, but there was a hint of panic in her eyes. Instead of breaking free from my grasp, she replied with the same expression, the same angle: "So, do you want me to bring that back to London?" β
What a stubborn woman, I said to myself. But how could someone who could stay by Elizabeth I's side for a long time be worse?
So I opened her chin lightly, lifted my face slightly, and said with a rather contemptuous smile: "You ought to have thought of this from the moment you chose to make peace with the Spaniards and condone their attacks on my territory!" All I'm doing is choosing a new partner for myself! β
Isabella's color suddenly changed, this is the bottom line that she has been sticking to and hiding, but she was suddenly exposed by me here, and she was suddenly a little flustered, and her eyes involuntarily looked down, as if she wanted to avoid my gaze.
But I didn't forgive them, and continued to press: "If we go to war, what will I lose?" A mere English market, some fame and glory, and a few more enemies. Right? β
"And you, on the other hand, have an antagonist who knows exactly what is going on in you, and I can throw myself to France, or I can throw myself to Holland, or even Spainβwhat's not to do? Whose house is monolithic? It must be fun, right? β
Isabella bit her lower lip tightly, thought for a long time, and suddenly raised her head and said: "We are also forced to do this, after all, the rise of the Netherlands is too fast, and we are allies, and the British Empire cannot afford to attack its allies, so it can only be like this!" β
When he spoke, his eyes were as firm as possible, as if he wanted to support himself.
I sat back in my seat, picked up my wine glass, and took a sip: "Whether you bear it or not is due to your own previous choices, and it has nothing to do with me." But the reality is that your actions have seriously infringed on my interests, and you dare to hold me accountable in such a blatant manner? Isabella, are you so arrogant as a relative of the Queen, or are you so arrogant as a beautiful woman? β
When Isabella heard my question, she raised her head proudly: "As a lady, do I have this privilege?" β
I smiled and looked at her face and didn't speak. Isabella suddenly felt a pang of weakness. After all, my wife is no one to lose to her, and my words have completely shattered the last trace of defense in her heart.
"You're good-looking, but I don't like Western women, so I don't have to get used to you at all, right?"
Isabella's face turned pale, but I tapped my fingers lightly on the table and said what I wanted to say most after the night's foreshadowing: "So now, tell me Elizabeth's terms!" Remember, don't go around in circles! β
Isabella swallowed hard, looked at me for a long time, sighed for a long time, and nodded heavily......