Lu Chen and An Jie quietly slipped out of the restaurant and walked along the corridor for a long time, until they turned the corner and stopped.

Lu Chen leaned against the wall and lowered his head to gasp twice, raised his head, and bumped into An Jie's smiling eyes.

Then the divine envoy himself couldn't help but smile.

Although it was a little embarrassing to be surrounded by the priests just now, this feeling of crowding still made the power-hungry Lu Daguan a little fluttery-

Although the divine envoy has no real power, when this gold-lettered signboard is put in front of the believers, the appeal is really not to be underestimated.

Thinking about it carefully, Lu Chen was a little pity: it would be nice if he had traveled to the heyday of the Holy Church......

At that time, he, a divine envoy, will definitely be able to make a lot of money by opening up the bracelet ornaments.

"Lord Elliot, you should be walking around like you did today!" An Jie nodded and smiled, "Everyone in the church, it's been a long time since you've been so excited!"

The maid's words suddenly brought Lu Chen back to reality.

"Long time no one" - this word made Lu Chen's mood suddenly a little heavy.

Yes, the four-month siege of the city, the life of these ordinary cultists, must have been very difficult......

Lu Chen smiled bitterly and waved his hand, and sighed softly: "That's it today, I'm a little too tired, I'll stay in the house and read in the afternoon." You go to the library and help me find some...... Hmmm......"

He pondered for a moment, then looked up and said, "Help me find some books related to the politics of the Empire." ”

The little maid had long been accustomed to the job of helping the gods and adults find books. She nodded obediently, tilted her head and asked, "Okay, books related to imperial politics." Do you want anything else?"

"Help me find something to eat. Lu Chen remembered the lunch just now, and felt a chill in his heart, "Remember, it's the kind that can be swallowed." ”

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The Imperial Parliament building, the Parliamentarians' Lounge.

It is a place for members to take a break during the intermission of the regular meeting of the Parliament. However, as it is still in the midst of the Christmas holidays and the parliamentarians are still on vacation at home, the lounge is also quiet. The crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling was not lit, just a few old-fashioned candlesticks lit in the corner of the lounge.

A man in a gray tweed coat stood in front of the window of the lounge, with his back to the lounge, looking out at the world outside the window.

He stood still, silent and serene, reminiscent of the marble sculptures in the central square.

It wasn't until a sound of footsteps came from the door of the lounge that the man's figure trembled.

It was a short, fat middle-aged man. Due to the dim light in the room, it was impossible to see the faces of the visitors, and only vaguely noticed the golden-red brocade robe he was wearing.

Even with the Industrial Revolution in full swing and the empire's textile industry booming, the brocade robe was not affordable for the common people: productivity was not an issue, but the animal hair fibers used to make the brocade robe were produced in very limited quantities throughout the empire.

The price of this brocade robe is enough to provide for the living expenses of an ordinary family of three for a year.

Wearing such a suit, Humpty Dumpty's noble identity is already obvious.

"Do you love this Houses of Parliament so much, my dear Lord Dandelane?" the man asked, his hands in his pockets, making his already stocky figure look even more comical, "it's Christmas, and you should go home with your family." ”

"I don't have a family. Hearing Humpty Dumpty's words, the man did not look back, still looking out the window, and replied coldly, "If there is, then my family is this parliament building—I call her 'Sansa'." I built her, I raised her, and she is my ...... to this day."

"Alright, well, who in the Imperial Capital can forget your years as a passionate architect?" Humpty Dumpty waved his hand, but there was no boredom in his tone, "I'm here to get down to business with you today, Lord Dandelane. ”

"Okay, down to business. Lord Dandeleen sighed softly, and pulled out a stout cigar from his bosom, and a delicate silver carved cigar cutter. He looked down at the cigar for a moment, then put the cigar clipper on one end of the cigar.

Click, click. The sound of shearing cigars is particularly crisp in the empty lounge.

Humpty Dumpty cleared his throat and said solemnly, "Your Majesty's will has come down - he vetoed your proposal. ”

Lord Dandelane snorted softly, but not so much anger as playfulness and curiosity. He put away the cigar cutter, put the cigar in his mouth, and said indistinctly:

"I'm not surprised. What is the attitude of the parliamentarians?"

"Parliamentarians......" Humpty Dumpty said with a wry smile, "of course the industrialists are supportive, the liberals and royalists were ambiguous before—now that His Majesty's opinion has come out, they should vote against it." Lord Dandelane, your proposal is unlikely to pass, the customary law is there, and the influence of the church on the people is simply too great - even today, it is completely impossible to try to invade the central cathedral......"

Lord Dandeleen took out his lighter, polished the flame, and delicately grilled the cigar.

It wasn't until the thick smoke began to fill the lounge that he turned off his lighter and turned around the window.

Humpty Dumpty shuddered. Even though the two of them were already quite familiar, the sudden sight of the Lord's face still made him involuntarily feel frightened.

"I think you've mistaken one thing, dear George......" Lord Dandeleine's lips curled as he crumbled his cigar, "I never wanted this proposal to pass—all I wanted was a statement from His Majesty. What did the Wehrmacht say?"

"Everything was as usual inside the central cathedral. Humpty Dumpty replied dryly.

"George, there are many kinds of normal, some normal are just normal, and some normal hide abnormality. Lord Dandeleine chuckled, "I know you have Wellington's report for today, read it to me. ”

Humpty Dumpty was silent for a moment, then honestly pulled out a piece of letter paper and a monocle from his bosom.

He put on his monocle, held up the letter, cleared his throat and read:

"On December 26, 566 AH, Major General Wellington, Commander of the Third Army of the Wehrmacht, reported - Today's Situation: The Clergy Straightens the Grape Trellis...... Paladin Running Training ...... Paladin Fencing Training ...... Florist pruning shrub ...... Guards Training ...... The Divine Envoy inspects the Guards...... Servants clean septic tanks...... Florist arranging the soil of the flower bed...... Servant Sweep—"

"Wait. Lord Dandleine interrupted Humpty Dumpty's remarks and frowned, "'Divine Envoy Inspects the Guards'?

"Gregory old fellow instructed me. These guards haven't been in a good mood lately, maybe he's trying to boost their morale. Humpty Dumpty shrugged his shoulders and said, "You know, the oracle is a useless title of waste, and this generation of oracles is just a stinky child......

"I don't care what God does. Lord Dandeleine snorted, "But you are right about one thing, the envoy must have been instructed by the Pope behind the inspection! This may be an important signal - will there be any change in the attitude of His Majesty Gregory?"

Humpty Dumpty looked at the Lord dumbfoundedly and shrugged.

"Whatever. They are already turtles in the urn. Lord Dandeleen leaned back sullenly and leaned against the windowpane, "The Central Cathedral can't let go of its way, let Wellington lift his spirits." A month, just a month, I can make those crooks and hooligans pay......"

The fire of hatred burned in Dandelane's light gray eyes. Humpty Dumpty has seen this flame countless times, and I'm afraid he will continue to see it in the future......

"What do you say about the tournament?" Humpty Dumpty tried to divert the subject, "His Majesty the Emperor is very interested in this matter. ”

"Since he's interested, let's do it as usual...... I don't know what the use of this old-time activity is. Dandleine snorted, "The Heart of the Empire is also nearing completion, and it will be unveiled just after the jousting tournament - it can be considered to give a little value to this boring activity." ”

Humpty Dumpty looked at the Lord helplessly, and bowed shallowly:

"Okay. Then I'll go first, dear Dandelane. If you need anything, we're here to help. ”

"Don't forget your words, George. ”

- Watching Humpty Dumpty leave the common room, Lord Dandelane muttered, then smiled like a jackal.