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Bismarck likes you.

This gay-sounding sentence made Garion feel creepy, and he glared at the middle-aged man in the carriage with fearful eyes.

It's not a wonderful thing to be remembered by a scheming old man, and what makes Garion feel even more awkward is that this old man in his fifties also has a nickname: Iron Prime Minister. And the Prussian king Wilhelm I he served was once known as the "Prince of the Shotgun Butcher", a brutal prime minister with a brutal king, two madmen ready to pull the North German Confederation into the right track of the empire, and any enemy in their way would be crushed by the German chariot.

So no matter how you look at it, Garion feels like he can't get out of Berlin alive.

"Is it a blessing to be remembered by demons?"

He leaned back against the carriage of the carriage, fantasizing about what might happen next, and said with a helpless wry smile, "But Prime Minister Bismarck's belly is too small, don't I offend him because of this incident, and I have to kill them all in this way?" ”

The middle-aged man sighed, no matter how he explained, Garion always had a trace of hostility towards Prime Minister Bismarck, and he was not ready to explain more, and the misunderstanding would not disappear until he met Bismarck.

Eventually, the carriage stopped at the gate of a manor, and Garion found the middle-aged man beside him heading with him to enter the manor.

"This is the Val Ching Manor of His Excellency Bismarck, where he usually rests."

A rustic, low-key building, without the grandeur of the Hohenzollern family's grandiose castle, its mediocre appearance does not hide the dignity of the owner of the house.

Garion walked into the manor and saw a table and chair on the manicured lawn, and a gray-haired Bismarck sat on a chair, holding a book in his hand and reading it.

The copy he held in his hand was "1984", which he had released privately without going through official procedures, and he did not know how Bismarck had obtained this secretly distributed book.

It seems that the other party has put a lot of effort into this meeting. Perhaps from the time the article was first published, his every move was under the surveillance of the Prussians.

Thinking of this, Garion couldn't help but feel a little afraid, the Prussians regarded themselves as a thorn in the side, a thorn in the flesh?

The middle-aged man beside him didn't know that Gary was in peace of mind and the battle between heaven and man, so he made a gesture of please, "Your Excellency Bismarck is waiting for you." ”

Garion turned his heart and walked in the direction of Bismarck. I haven't experienced any big winds and waves, and I've already experienced two or three assassinations alone, and Garion doesn't care about one more time like this.

"Well, has Lord Garion arrived?"

Bismarck saw the figure coming towards him, put down the book in his hand, smiled and stood up to greet him. With the same height of 1.8 meters and strong shoulders, standing in front of Garion looks no less impressive, and as a soldier, he even has a sense of strength in his aura.

He looked at the other party's slightly angry expression, and explained with a smile, "I'm sorry, we had to do this by inviting His Excellency Garion to Berlin by such a ridiculous means, after all, we have to avoid the eyes and ears of other people and arrange this meeting in private." ”

"So that's why I was so scared to travel from London to Berlin?"

Garion gave him a blank look and said in a cold voice, "I hope this meeting will bring an interesting experience to His Excellency Bismarck, we are all busy, time is limited, you are still busy conquering your North German Confederation, and France is still trying to prevent your unification." I'm just a small fish and shrimp trying to survive in the cracks. ”

Bismarck couldn't help but smile as he tugged at the cover of the book, "Hahahaha, Your Excellency Garion is really humorous, I have never seen a small fish and shrimp that can stir up the world in Europe with their own strength." You instigated the revolutionary party of the proletariat to convene a congress and establish a broad international workers' organisation, and you instigated Napoleon III to abandon his diplomatic tactics in favour of Prussia and to reconcile to Vienna. Your presence is a great headache for Prussia. I have had a nervous breakdown this month thanks to you. ”

Although his tone was relaxed and ordinary, Garion heard another meaning in Bismarck's words.

He is warning Garian that Berlin knows all his secrets.

In the face of the iron-blooded Prime Minister, Garion was not in a hurry, anyway, he had put life and death on the line. Continuing to mock, he said, "I hope that Your Excellency Bismarck can go straight to the point and directly pick out the topic. At least today you can behave like a politician, not a politician. A tyrannical monarch and an equally brutal prime minister do not know whether it is the luck of the German nation or the misfortune of the German nation. ”

Bismarck's eyes narrowed, he stretched out an index finger, and whispered, "Your Excellency Galian, I have to remind you that this is Berlin, and you had better think before you speak." ”

"No, I didn't bend my back in the face of the butcher's knife of the French Empire."

Garion waved his hand, grinning on an equal footing in front of the Imperial Prime Minister, he looked at the powerful imperial ministers opposite, and said word by word, "Besides, the French have no reason to bow their noble heads to their enemies, do they?" If Your Excellency Bismarck had murderous intentions, he would have sunk me in the Rhine by three indiscriminate means, and would he sit together to discuss the coup d'état in Europe? ”

The middle-aged man standing on the side listened to the conversation between the two of them and felt frightened. There are no more than a few people who dare to provoke the imperial prime minister in this way, looking at the whole of Europe, and Garion, an ordinary writer, actually dared to directly refute Bismarck's coercion, and while sweating for Garion, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up in his heart for his tough attitude.

For the first time, Bismarck found that his position of power was ineffective, and his diplomatic rhetoric could not be used in the face of a fearless writer, and he had to switch to a direct strategy.

"Good."

Bismarck looked at the young man in front of him with admiration, and said bluntly, "I will go straight to the point today and talk to His Excellency Garion about Berlin and Paris. As an ordinary writer who has never experienced diplomatic politics and has never been active in the diplomatic arena, how did you write those two thoroughly analyzed articles? In other words, how did you see through my hole cards? ”