For a whole afternoon, Lu Chen locked himself in his room and plunged headlong into the dense imperial classics.

Lu Daguan first briefly glanced at the information related to the imperial form of government: in line with Eliot's rough impression, the empire adopted a system similar to a representative monarchy, and while the emperor held great power, the upper and lower houses would also organize regular meetings to supplement the monarch's decision-making.

Since the Holy Church was gradually expelled from the decision-making hierarchy of the Empire, the entire empire has taken on the characteristics of a triumph of powers: the Prime Minister and his cabinet representing the government, the House of Lords representing the nobility, and the House of Commons representing the common people, and the Emperor is above the three and becomes the supernatural center of power - according to the Imperial Constitution, unless the three major powers of the Cabinet, the House of Lords and the House of Commons are jointly opposed, the Emperor's decrees will be fully implemented.

After the Industrial Revolution, the politics of the empire also took on a new look: three major factions emerged in parliament: the "royalists" representing the interests of the old aristocracy, the "liberals" representing the intellectuals and the middle class, and the "industrialists" representing the industrial capitalists. These three factions have been vying for seats in parliament for years and are trying to elect their own members as prime minister and cabinet members.

According to the current state of affairs in the empire, the royalists and industrialists are roughly evenly matched, and the liberals are at the bottom - of the seven seats in the cabinet, Prime Minister Orwell has no political leanings, and the remaining six are divided between royalists and industrialists. Because of this stalemate, it seems that both factions are trying to win the support of liberals and the prime minister......

Seeing that you are fighting for a good time, in the end, you still don't let the emperor make a decision? Lu Chen snorted disdainfully: Coming from modern society, he is not interested in this backward system.

Later, he put aside his books on politics and picked up the Imperial Code and delved into it.

Experience on Earth shows that there are only two kinds of people who study the law carefully: either as a lawyer, or as a lawyer, or as someone who is ready to break the law......

Lu Daguan is definitely not the former.

After reading this painstakingly, Lu Chen was certainly dizzy by the complicated and complicated laws, but he also really gained a lot - the biggest gain was that he felt the great malice of the council towards the Holy Church.

A large part of the new laws introduced in recent years are aimed at the church: some laws restrict the church's right to conscription, some require the church to report regularly to parliament, and some regulate the scope of the church's mission, not to mention the infamous June Act......

Basically, the Holy Church, which was once a great cause, has been firmly bound by these laws. Even if this catastrophe is not dissolved, the Holy Church can only be a loyal dog of the imperial government as long as it is still governed by the laws of the Empire.

Lu Chen smacked his lips and threw the frighteningly thick code onto the desk, which immediately stirred up a layer of dust.

The oil lamp, a souvenir he had brought from the Pope yesterday, was also on the side, and it fluttered with it.

It's been a whole day since he crossed over to the new world, and Lu Chen thinks that his mobility is amazing enough to quickly adapt to his new identity, only to find that he is facing more and more problems......

Not to mention the long-term matters such as the political situation and the law of the empire, speaking of which, just how to get the Central Cathedral out of the encirclement and how to find a way to get a little real power from the Pope, Lu Daguan is at a loss.

That is, today in the training ground and the restaurant, there was a wave of people's hearts, and Lu Chen thought that it had a little effect.

At the very least, they can make these subordinates realize that Elliot Saville is an aspiring leader, not a bookworm who doesn't care about the world.

Subordinate...... Alexander's energetic face suddenly appeared in Lu Chen's mind.

Hell, at the same time, there was also the slick smile of Yunston.

"Fuck it. Lu Chen muttered, raised his head and shouted, "Anjie, come over for me!"

Soon, the maid walked briskly into the bedroom of the Divine Messenger.

"Any orders, Lord Eliot?" said Anjie with a smile, her cheeks flushed.

"Help me deliver a letter. Lu Chen picked up a piece of letter paper that had already been written on the table, stuffed it into the envelope, sealed it with fire paint, and then grabbed a quill and scribbled the recipient on the envelope.

An Jie took the envelope, frowned and carefully read the handwriting on the envelope, and then looked at Lord Elliot in surprise.

"That's right, it's for him. Lu Chen knew that the recipient was ridiculous enough, so he had to smile and wave his hand.

"Good...... Target. An Jie still had a trace of confusion on her face, but she still carefully put the envelope away, "I'll go and deliver a letter to you, and you can rest early......

Seeing An Jie walk out of the room, Lu Chen couldn't help but stretch.

This afternoon's reading really tired Lu Daguan enough - he is also a leader on the earth, and his subordinates have always helped him do these paperwork. He thought about it carefully, and it seemed like he hadn't touched a book in five or six years......

"I'm tired, sleep!" he muttered, getting up from his chair, feeling his waist ach.

You can't do it if you don't exercise...... Lu Chen stood on the edge of the bed, first did a group of stretching exercises, and then a group of squats, a group of push-ups, and a group of crunches, successfully exhausting himself to the point of panting.

While stretching his legs, he suddenly noticed a black book on the shelf.

Lu Chen walked to the bookshelf, reached out and took down the book, and sure enough, he found a title on the cover that Elliot was very familiar with:

"Innocent Incense Ceremony"!.

Incense is an indispensable part of the ritual of the Holy Church: it is said that incense can not only express reverence for the Holy Spirit, but also play a role in calming the nerves and driving away evil spirits.

"Follow the local customs, don't try nothing, don't try ......"

Lu Chen opened the "Incense Dictionary", and according to the instructions of the recipe in the book, he grabbed a handful of spices from his medicine box: borneol, rose, sandalwood, mangrove branches, ligustrum seeds......

He stuffed the spices into a brass censer, took a fire from an oil lamp, and carefully lit them.

Pale pink smoke soon curls up from the incense burner, spreading a soft scent in the bedroom.

If the record of the "Incense Canon" is correct, the incense of this recipe should be able to calm the nerves and help sleep. For the exhausted and eager to sleep well, it can be said that it is very symptomatic!

Lu Chen threw himself into the bed and let his consciousness gradually blur......

......

Here is the end of time, the edge of the world.

The city and the rubble, the sea and the mulberry fields, are coupled and annihilated between countless fragments of time.

Lu Chen stared blankly at the world around him: he suddenly felt that he had been here, in the past, or in the future......

"Welcome......" the world whispered to him.

"Welcome...... countless faces whispered to him, some of them familiar, some unfamiliar, appearing and disappearing, as fast as a snap of a finger.

Lu Chen waved his arm unconsciously, but he couldn't touch anything. He wanted to shout, but couldn't.

Suddenly, everything around me changed.

What appeared in his ears was a faint thunder at first, and then the volume became louder and louder, until Lu Chen reacted, it was not thunder at all.

It was the angry roar of thousands of war horses, the roar of rows of war drums in the bow of the ship.

The invincible iron army drove from the end of the world, and the invincible warships sailed from the borders of the seas, and their splashes of smoke and waves buried everything in the world.

But their target was not Lu Chen, but the unbreakable fortified city behind him.

Gates, walls, ...... One by one, these poor fortifications fell, and the invincible besiegers drove straight in. In the deepest part of the city, in the narrow alleys, the last king faced countless enemies, his eyebrows were furious, and his sword roared—

The mournful bells of the churches in the city rang at the same moment.

......

Lu Chen woke up from the dream and felt that there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

Inside, the smell of incense still remains, and the sun shines brightly outside the window, proving that this is a new day.

I have a nightmare? Lu Chen stared blankly at the ceiling: What about the "soothing and sleeping" that he said?

"Lord Eliot, you haven't smoked incense for too long, you must have forgotten it......" A deep voice sounded with a hint of a smile, "This edition of the Incense Canon in your house is an unrevised edition, there is a typographical error, and the roses in the recipe should be replaced with lilies." ”

Lu Chen sat up from the bed abruptly.

A man in a silver bishop's robe was standing in front of his bed, smiling gracefully and kindly.

"Good morning, my dear Lord Eliot. ”