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"Your Majesty," said an official dressed in what seemed to be a rather noble looking robe, standing at his desk, cautiously reporting to the large rocking chair facing away from him, "under the leadership of Her Royal Highness the Princess, we have signed a peace agreement with the Chinese. ”

"Well," the large rocking chair was shaking slowly and rhythmically, obviously very leisurely, this person had long blond hair, but it was fluffy and curly, and several attendants next to him were helping him carefully pick up his hair and roll it on a metal hair curl, and the people around him carefully pulled out a red-hot iron core from the stove with tongs, and carefully stuffed it into a small basin of water next to it, and the white water vapor immediately rose into the air, and the room was suddenly filled with the smell of red-hot metal being rapidly cooled by water, at the same time, The waiter next to him carefully pinched out the iron core from the basin with another clip, and then poked it into the curly hair that had been curled before. The man who was called the king was none other than the leader of Mederor, Conrad Belwood, who was now fifty-six years old, and for whom he was in the prime of life, he had faced many campaigns against him, and had led the fleet to deal with enemies who were enemies of Medenor, and the pirates were a sparse and ordinary dessert. Compared with his father and grandparents, although it is not as heroic as the one hundred years ago when he and Zheng He's fleet competed for maritime supremacy, it also allowed Medeno to still be able to run rampant on the earth, not to mention expanding the territory and sealing the territory, but it can be regarded as a meritorious defense of the territory. Conrad didn't move his head, just said slowly, "We should have suffered a lot in negotiating the agreement, right?" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." The official sniffed a little and said, "We must now recognize the status of the Chinese and compensate them for the losses they suffered in the war." ”

"These are all trivial matters, have our people found any information in Dongfang Harbor?" Conrad still said quietly and slowly, and the official nodded, "Yes, Your Majesty, they got some tips for weapons production from Orient Harbor......

"Weapons?" Conrad snorted in displeasure, "Didn't we already get their sample guns?" I heard that there was no problem with the manufacture of that kind of gun, but the loading of the propellant always made the Yaning people puzzled. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty, the information from this inquiry is their propellant filling technology, they encapsulated the propellant in metal pellets, sealed very tightly, so they shot very far......" The official's words were interrupted before he finished speaking, "The propellant is encapsulated in metal pellets?" How can it be? Once ignited, wouldn't it explode directly? Besides, how can the sealed metal pellet ignite the propellant inside? What do the Yaning people say? "Conrad is not a corrupt king with a big belly who knows only pleasure, but he knows a lot about hot weapons anyway.

"Yaning's chief craftsman is the same as you said, Your Majesty," the official said quickly, "but they have obtained some metal shells from the Chinese before, as well as live ammunition, and it seems that they really don't need to ignite the propellant inside." ”

"Then let our people go and find out more about the tricks inside, I am not interested in how Chinese make perfume at all!" As he spoke, Conrad shook the thick stack of papers in his hand with a little rise, and suddenly the room was full of parchment. "We are so far away from the technology of the Chinese that we don't even know how to chase it, what is the use of asking these money-making technologies every day?" Even if you really learn it, how will it help the military? Could it be that when the Chinese point their muskets at our heads, can we still spray them with perfume? ”

A few waiters couldn't help but laugh, but they didn't dare to laugh out loud, and hurriedly covered their mouths one by one and twitched their shoulders there. However, the official obviously couldn't laugh, and hurriedly defended, "Your Majesty, although it is said that these technologies cannot protect national defense, they can make a lot of money!" As long as we earn money, we will be able to buy more ships, recruit more troops, and equip better muskets! ”

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"Money, money, money!" Conrad waved his hand impatiently, and the attendant next to him quickly took the soldering iron from his hair roll and threw it back into the stove, and then helped him stand up. Conrad nodded, then walked straight to the window, and vigorously pushed open the window in front of him, which was now inlaid with several sides of glass imported from the Wu Dynasty, shining pale yellow in the sunlight. As the window was pushed open with force, more than a dozen super-large Medeno transport ships appeared outside the window. "Come here!" Conrad said in a somewhat unkind tone, and the official hurriedly walked to the window, and Conrad pointed to the transports and said loudly, "Look, those are our treasure ships!" All of them! What's inside? ”

Another trouble caused by the domestic sewage is the reproduction of marine organisms - marine microorganisms like these "sewage", for them, these are extremely delicious, followed by huge schools of fish in the ocean that feed on these microorganisms, and the back of the fish is rising step by step according to the biological chain, so whether it is whales or sharks near the sea city, it is commonplace to visit. If you go out to dry your clothes and immediately be drenched in soup, if you are blown directly into the sea by the wind, you don't even need to fish, just do a quick funeral, and bury it is saved. It is for this reason that even if the people of Medno have adapted to life in the city on the sea, they still hope to seize any opportunity to wash their feet ashore, and in any case, the solid ground is the most reliable.

"Gold, Your Majesty." The official said weakly, and Conrad slapped the windowsill and said loudly, "Yes! The first ship is full of ordinary gold coins, the second ship is full of Kharyat at the beginning, and the next six ships are all Piast, do you know how much money there is? ”

"I don't know, Your Majesty." Conrad stomped heavily and continued, "I don't blame you, because even I don't know how much money is in it, and I'll have to ask the treasurer." As he walked back to the chart table, on which was a large map of the world, and he pointed to the location of the Old World Americas, saying, "Remember our Western Continent homeland?" ”

The official nodded and whispered, "May we be able to return to our homeland." Conrad snorted and continued, "Yes, as you know, our homeland has been overrun by the Clay Statues, and my father, my grandfather, have organized expeditionary forces to try to retake the Western Continent, but after spending a lot of money and the lives of a large number of officers and soldiers, nothing has been achieved, and until now, we have made no progress. Conrad pointed to Asia and continued, "My father has told me many times that the operation of a country depends on money, and as long as you fill your money bag, you can conquer the world!" So I kept this in mind, and devoted all my energies to encouraging everyone to do business and monopolize, and I now have far more gold in my treasury than all the previous kings of Medeno had accumulated, but what is the use? Look here, this small, inconspicuous Oriental Port, just a few years ago, a group of Wuguo people who came out of nowhere suddenly came to land here, and today's Oriental Port was built. Do they have money? Yes! But can it have more money than mine? Can it be more than Mednor's money? When pigs fly! ”

Conrad angrily picked up a quill on the table and poked it desperately on the map towards the location of the Eastern Harbor, poking three or four times, but all of them poked on a piece of plate glass, leaving a small pool of ink. "If you want to get rich, you must first have enough strength, you see, there are only tens of thousands of Chinese, by the way, there are not tens of thousands at all, they are only a thousand elders when they come."

"It's five hundred." The attendant standing next to him quickly added weakly, and Conrad glared at him, "Okay, thank you for correcting me," and then turned to the official and continued, "Look! Just five hundred Chinese have built such a big city and built an army! After a few months of construction, the Eastern Fleet defeated our six sharp ships, and then routed the army of tens of thousands of people in the southern barbarians under the port of Zhancheng, where did this group of people come from? How can they have such a skill? And how did they do it? Now, judging from the information sent back from the Oriental Port, they can not only build ships that can move freely on the sea without relying on the wind, but also ships that can fly in the sky......" As he spoke, he couldn't help but look towards the ceiling, and the official quickly followed and weakly glanced at the ceiling. "This Oriental Port is now only a few tens of thousands of people, and it has already occupied the nearby seas, enclosing them for their territorial waters, and not allowing our ships to enter and leave at will - when have we ever been so angry?" As he spoke, Conrad poked hard at the location of the Oriental Harbor a few more times.

"Strength! Weapons! Training! Conrad threw the quill into the inkwell and gritted his teeth, "They train their army like us, unlike other peoples, they are all professional armies, their army does not need to participate in production, as long as it is trained, it only needs to be able to fight." It's incredible that such a strong army combined with excellent muskets and a navy with flowering shells that can explode after hitting is simply incredible! We must know their military intelligence, no matter what, at all costs! As he spoke, Conrad poked his finger twice at the officer's chest, "Remember! At all costs, you must find a way to break into their interior, learn the secrets of their weapon production, know how they produced such advanced weapons, and of course the way the ships propulsion, but most importantly, it must be the weapons! I must know how they produced muskets and medicines, as well as cannons and those flowering shells! If there's any possibility, you'll have to get it all! ”

"But Colonel Ston has refused to give us any more information," said the officer, and Conrad's eyes widened, "how is that possible?" How could Ston refuse to provide information now, though he had been captured and had been an active collector for us, though he had always been very loyal to Meednor? ”

"We don't know, Your Majesty, that since our negotiating team went to Oriental Harbor, Ston has provided us with information many times, but suddenly he changed his attitude and refused to provide information." The officer said, and Conrad slapped the glass a few times in annoyance, "What's going on?" What's going on? I want a detailed report, you can contact Milo for me, and let me know what is going on in the port of the East? Actually made Ston turn against the water? How can it be? Just go! With that, he waved his hand at the official, who immediately ran out of the room, relieved.

The king's office is located in the heart of the maritime city of Ocean City and is on the highest floor, among the many large ships that are guarded. Ocean City is located in the northern part of the South Pacific Ocean, and it's winter in the Northern Hemisphere and summer in the Southern Hemisphere, but neither winter nor summer is a particularly good experience for people living at sea. However, since the sea cities themselves are giant multihulls composed of many ships, they can move on the surface of the sea, and a special tug fleet can directly tow these giant sea cities to various locations above the ocean and anchor them. As a result, ships sailing across the ocean can often see tugboat fleets dragging huge maritime cities around, following the pace of autumn and spring.

At this time, a warm sea breeze blew from the window that had just been opened, and it blew on Conrad's face, making him feel quite comfortable, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath, but the air was not only filled with the smell of the ocean, but also the smell of various domestic sewage nearby. There is a sewage belt floating near Ocean City, which is nearly two miles wide, and the sea city cannot count on the sewerage system, and the domestic sewage is discharged directly into the sea without treatment - anyway, even on the mainland, the sewage is discharged directly into the sea, and now that the sea is at the foot, of course, it is even more careless.

The consequence of this direct sewage discharge is that the lower floors of the city on the sea are absolutely stinking, and the higher the status, the more able people to live in the upper floors of the city, as the king of Mederno, Conrad's palace is naturally placed on the top of the ocean city. In addition, due to the frequent outbreak of infectious diseases at sea, it is not allowed to visit the bottom, low, middle and upper floors of the city at will, and people on the next floor are absolutely not allowed to enter the upper floor without permission.

Another problem caused by domestic sewage is the proliferation of marine life - marine microorganisms love these "sewage", for them, these are extremely delicious, followed by huge schools of fish in the ocean that feed on these microorganisms, and behind the fish schools are gradually rising according to the biological chain, so whether it is whales or sharks in the vicinity of the sea city, it is commonplace to visit. If you go out to dry your clothes and immediately be drenched in soup, if you are blown directly into the sea by the wind, you don't even need to fish, just do a quick funeral, and bury it is saved. It is for this reason that even if the people of Medno have adapted to life in the city on the sea, they still hope to seize any opportunity to wash their feet ashore, and in any case, the solid ground is the most reliable.

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