The royal carriage stopped in front of Prince Singh, and Prince Singh smiled at the corner of his mouth with a slightly flirtatious expression, "So, now can we start lobbying?" ”

Tang Tu bent down and nodded, "At your service, Your Highness the Prince." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Now where is our destination? ”

Prince Singh got on the train and sat in the carriage, and through the window of the carriage instructed Tang Tu and Van Gogh, "First stop, Belgrave Square." ”

Van Gogh returned to the horsewhip, because he was in a hurry, the carriage was very fast, driving a little rampage in the streets, and in addition to the fact that it was a royal carriage, pedestrians and carriages on the road avoided it.

There were people waiting on the side of the road ahead, and Prince Singh knocked on the window of the carriage, and Van Gogh willingly parked the carriage next to passer-by.

Passerby A seemed a little unhappy, "You're late, please go to Victoria Station, hurry up!" My son is waiting for me there. ”

Passerby A got into the carriage, Van Gogh waved his whip again, and there was a sound of talking in the carriage.

"Finally see you, sir." This is the voice of Prince Singh.

"Your Royal Highness?! What a surprise to meet you. The voice of passerby A.

"Ha, isn't life made up of surprises? I'm just taking a little time on your side, and there are some important things that I have to discuss with you in person. When the British Empire seized Punjab from my people..."

"That's not a seizure, it's a legitimate deal." Passerby A interrupted Prince Singh.

"Britain promised to protect my security, and after Congress snatched me out of my country, it violated the contract between Britain and my family. Come, please take a look at this contract. ”

“... I, I don't know. ”

"Please read it, I only ask for this, you are one of the few people who can help."

"I'll do my best."

"Thank you, sir, and I'm sure you and your son will enjoy tonight's ball."

“... My son has just returned from Delhi and I will share what we just discussed. It's very disturbing. ”

When the carriage arrived at Victoria Station, Prince Singh knocked on the carriage, the carriage slowly stopped, and passer-by A got off at the station.

The carriage moved slowly again, and Prince Singh said through the window, "That's a good idea, I think I should have impressed the lord just now." ”

Tang Tu was noncommittal and asked, "Where are we going next?" ”

Prince Singh said, "Next stop, St. James's Park. ”

The carriage galloped all the way to St. James's Park, where someone was waiting under the street lamp by the lake, and after hearing Prince Singer knocking on the carriage, Van Gogh stopped the carriage in front of the man.

Passerby B came up and said, "Please come to Congress." ”

Van Gogh nodded, "Yes, sir, please get in the car." ”

Passerby B got into the car, and the carriage ran again, and the sound of talking came from the carriage again.

"Hello, sir." Prince Singh said.

"Hey, Your Royal Highness, what are you doing here?" Passerby B looked surprised.

"I know you've been busy every day lately, and I'm just going to delay you a little bit."

"It's not an informal conversation, but please keep talking."

"According to the contract between the British and my family, my safety must be protected, and the British can occupy my land. But now that I have heard that Britain intends to strengthen relations with India, perhaps it is time to give Punjab back to the people. ”

"The queen gives you an endless stream of income every year, and now you are going to bite the hand that feeds you?"

"It's not about money. Under the rule of outsiders, I saw that the country was in chains, and I could not stay out of it. My people are treated as slaves, and I am willing to see them free, even if they die in poverty thousands of times. ”

"I am touched by your enthusiasm, Your Highness, what do you want me to do?"

"Use this illegal treaty to defend me in Parliament and help Punjab break the rule of the British Empire."

"I can say something, but I only have one voice. I can't guarantee anything but open support. ”

"That's enough, thank you, sir."

"Goodbye, Your Highness."

"God bless you."

The carriage arrives at the entrance of the Capitol building, and passerby B gets out of the car.

"There's only one left, to Gladstone's quarters." Prince Singh's voice sounded much lighter, and it seemed that he thought his negotiations had come out well.

The carriage ran again, probably because he was in a good mood, and Prince Singh took the initiative to talk to Tang Tu and the two.

"I miss India so much... I remember... My mother always had a cinnamon smell on her body, and when I was still a swaddling baby, she nervously held me in her arms even though she was asleep.

When I lost my kingdom, when they took away my mother... I didn't see her again until the last two years of her life, and the summer days after her death became very long. I miss her, I miss India, and I love India precisely because I love my mother's heart. ”

Tang Tu and Van Gogh glanced at each other, both of them knew the fate of India later, but at this moment they did not intend to ruin the prince's beautiful dream.

Tang Tu just asked lightly, "Are you going to go back?" ”

"I once applied to the UK government but they refused to approve it. Don't be fooled by appearances, I'm a prisoner in every way. ”

It seems that His Royal Highness is still self-aware, although what he does and what he expects is too idealistic.

Van Gogh tweeted on the team's channel: "This guy reminds me of the last emperor in Chinese history. ”

Tang Tu: "This kind of aristocratic figure in the old imperial era is always pitiful, hateful and pathetic. Although the prince said that he wanted to return to India, he knew in his heart that he was nothing without the protection of the British. ”

Van Gogh: "But he tossed so much, won't he arouse the disgust of the British, and is he not afraid of being abandoned by the British?" ”

Tang Tu: "Do you know why the Buddha didn't kill Sun Wukong?" Because the Buddha knew that Sun Monkey would never be able to jump out of his Five Finger Mountain. ”

The carriage reached the door of Gladstone's quarters, where Gladstone was already waiting.

"Go to the Schnopyan Club." Gladstone said, then boarded the carriage.

The carriage moved again, and the conversation between Prince Singer and Gladstone came out of the carriage.

"Hello, Lord Gladstone."

"Your Highness?" Gladstone was no less surprised than the passerby B in front of him.

"You're such a hard person to convince..."

"I know what's going on, your tricks are useless, Her Majesty is tired of you, that's why you're begging now."

"You have broken my heart deeply, sir, my people deserve to be free, and I am fighting for them here."

"Haha, have you forgotten that it was you who betrayed your land and people? Why did you lose Punjab? Let me tell you, 'Your Highness the Prince,' for you were defeated by force, deceived by trickery, and surrendered with your hands raised.

But yes, the Sikhs deserve to be free, and I hope that with the help of the British, they can achieve their goals. ”

"Why?"

"Britain has an obligation to keep the peace, and that's an important responsibility for Britain. I value your and the Parliament's opinions and suggestions, but it is our responsibility to rule India, not a forgotten aristocrat who has not returned to the country for twenty years.

I apologize to you for my outspokenness, but to set the people of India free is not to put them back in your hands, and you are really not a good king. ”

“... Lord Gladstone..."

"Well, I wish you success in your lobbying, and I hope you understand what I mean."

"Your policies are still far from successful, but I hope you will improve, and my people depend on you."

"Oh no, Your Highness, the fate of the people of India depends on them, neither me, nor you. Pray, in the future the interests of the people of India will no longer be relevant to you. ”

The carriage arrives at the station and Gladstone gets off. This negotiation made Prince Singh's interest even lower.

"Take me back to my lodgings." Prince Singh said, knocking on the carriage.

Tang Tu posted a message on the team channel: "This Gladstone seems to be good, he has pointed to Singh's sore spot. Singh's so-called campaign for the people of Punjabi is actually just to get more benefits for himself. ”

Van Gogh: "How can I feel like I'm gloating. ”

The carriage arrived at Prince Singh's mansion, and Singh got out of the car with some disappointment.

"Either way, thank you both for running so far for my ambitions." Prince Singh said in a strong spirit.

"You're welcome, Your Highness." Tang Tu said with a smile.

"It's time to return the carriage and get the floor plans, all at Buckingham Palace, and the Queen has kept them in the stack of personal papers in the white drawing-room. Have a great night, goodbye, gentlemen. ”

"Have a great evening, Your Highness."

Bidding farewell to Prince Singh, Tang Tu and Van Gogh returned to Bertha on the train. They plan to continue stealing copies of the floor plan, but Buckingham Palace is not something that can be entered if you want to, and you must plan ahead before you can act.

"You're back, great, I was going to look for you." Greene said.

"What's wrong? Is the wound on your head all right? Tang Tu asked.

"My head is fine. My informant has just broken the word that Starley intends to steal the Pieces of Eden during tonight's prom and wipe out the entire church and the nation's higher-ups. Greene said anxiously.

Van Gogh raised his eyebrows, "Why do I suddenly think that Starley may be a good person, and the elimination of the church and the state hierarchy is not a victory for the people in disguise?" ”

Tang Tu glanced at Van Gogh, "Don't make trouble, tonight's ball will be held at Buckingham Palace, the Pieces of Eden are also in Buckingham Palace, and the floor plan we are looking for is also there, it seems that the finale will be held at Buckingham Palace." ”

"Don't make any noise, we have to stop Starry." Greene said.

"Yes, then we're going to the prom too." Tang Tu said.

"The ball at Buckingham Palace, the inspection and guards will be doubled, and it is impossible to get in secretly, first we have to get an invitation and enter in the open." Greene said.

"Invitation?" Tang Tu was silent for a while and said, "Maybe there is a friend who can help us..."

"Who?" Van Gogh asked.

"Mrs. Disraeli," said Tang Tu, "remember that she said that we must visit her..."

So, Tang Tu and Van Gogh came to Downing Street and met Mrs. Disraeli.

"It's an unexpected joy to see both of you again. Come, tell me what's happening on the streets. Mrs. Disraeli took Tang Tu and the two by the hand and pressed them to sit on the sofa.

"Mrs. Disraeli, we have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, and we want to ask you for help with something." Tang Tu said straight to the point.

"Oh? What's the matter? If I can do it, I'll help you. Mrs. Disraeli said with a smile.

"We found out that Starley was plotting to wreak havoc at tonight's ball, and we wanted to stop him, so we need to see tonight's ball at Buckingham Palace. I wonder if you can help us get an invitation? ”

"I could get an invitation, but... Let's put it this way, you two can't enter Buckingham Palace. In other words, if you want to go in, you have to use another identity, and I can't get such an invitation. Mrs. Disraeli said apologetically.

"You mean let's use someone else's invitation, well, that's a good idea, we can go steal one and go to the ball instead of the owner of the invitation." Van Gogh looked suddenly enlightened.

"Oh, are you going to steal one?" Mrs. Disraeli suddenly became interested, "I recommend someone, if you can steal Gladstone's invitation and keep the couple from attending tonight's ball, Lao Di and I can have a better evening." ”

"Lord Gladstone? It's not a bad choice either..."

Mrs. Disraeli gave Tang Tu and the two of them the address of Gladstone's house, in fact, Tang Tu and Van Gogh had been here before, but they only confirmed this place again.

"Are we really going to steal the invitation from the Gladstone family? I have a good impression of the Lord Gladstone, at least he is not as hypocritical as the other politicians. Van Gogh said.

"Starley will kill someone at the prom tonight, and those who don't attend the prom will be safer, and we're protecting the Gladstone family in disguise." Tang Tu said.

The windows of Gladstone's house were open, and Tang Tu and Van Gogh sneaked in against the walls. With Hawkeye's help, they soon find the invitation in Gladstone's study.

After getting the invitation, Tang Tu and Van Gogh stood at the side door of Gladstone's house, and Gladstone's carriage was parked not far in front, so they stole the carriage as well.

"What's this called... The play has to be performed in full, and of course you have to take the Gladstone family's carriage with the invitation letter from the Gladstone family. Van Gogh said with a smile.

Tang Tu looked at the invitation in his hand, and suddenly frowned, "What is this...'Note: Under the order of the Queen, the sword must be left at the entrance." 'Can't bring weapons in?' How can we fight Starley without weapons? (To be continued.) )