In 851, two years after the signing of the Treaty of Moon, Anken Rein, Roseville.

Anken Rein's ninth son, Gary Gibson, sat on the sudden sound of the Cow steam locomotive, leaned limply to the side, and looked out the window at the street. It's been two years since I left Roseville, but the city doesn't seem to have changed much. The houses lining the cobblestone road seemed to be the same as when he left, and the expressions of the people walking the streets didn't seem to be much different from those of two years ago.

"Your Royal Highness, there are still about twenty minutes to arrive at Homesick Spring, His Majesty's carriage is waiting for you there, do you want to prepare?"

Sitting across from Gary Gibson was a young and beautiful young girl with big eyes and white skin, and her long oily brown-black hair was combed into two long braids that fell from her shoulders. She was dressed in a delicate and noble gown, with translucent silk mesh gloves, pyroxene jewelry on her wrists and neck, which reflected a glimmer of light from time to time in the shaking of this car. Her name was Minronia Owen, fifteen years old, one of the granddaughters of Prime Minister Emile Owen, an attendant to Gary Gibson, and the daughter of the First Night, approved by His Majesty the Emperor.

"What do I have to prepare?" After two years at Elena, Gary Gibson seems to have forgotten the complicated aristocratic etiquette, using the wrong noun when addressing himself, and not adding honorific titles to his little partner. However, Minronia didn't care, since she was confirmed by His Majesty the Emperor a year ago as the retinue of Gary Gibson's prince, she had been looking forward to today's meeting, and she was mentally prepared for Gary Gibson to be raised by Elena to be a rude, incomprehensible and reckless man. However, judging from the contact just now, Prince Gary seems to have retained the basic royal qualities. Therefore, for his little impoliteness, Ming Ronia didn't particularly care.

"Change your clothes, you ......"

Gary Gibson looked down, he was wearing the same labor shirt that almost everyone else would wear, the fabric was thick, the style was simple, and it was durable. Although the color is monotonous, that doesn't stop Gary Gibson from liking it. He felt the button of his shirt and hesitated.

"Did you bring any clothes?"

"Hmm."

Minronia nodded obediently, took out a package from the box in the middle of the carriage, opened it, and inside was a bright yellow dress, which was Gary Gibson's favorite dress.

Gary took the clothes and was about to change, but found that Minronia had no intention of avoiding them. Her little face swayed slightly with the shaking of the carriage, and gradually turned pink.

"Turn your head away," Gary Gibson hesitated and offered his own advice. The little girl turned her head obediently, and did not forget to ask.

"You're over there, won't they let you get dressed?"

"Not really," replied Gary Gibson as he changed his clothes, "and most of the clothes I brought with me were dresses and riding clothes, and it was not appropriate to work there, whether it was farming or a factory. After I wore a few pieces, I changed their clothes, although it didn't look good, but don't say it, it's quite durable. ”

"That'...... Does Gastens wear this kind of clothing too? They all said that in Elena, the officials dressed the same as the common people, even Gastens too, is it true? ”

Although she read poetry and books and received an aristocratic education from an early age, the girl's curiosity still made Minronia ask the questions she had always cared about. As the granddaughter of Emile Owen in Roseville, her understanding of Elena can only come from hearsay and word of mouth. She naturally has a strong curiosity about the man who single-handedly changed the situation in the world.

"Well, indeed," Gary Gibson nodded, "there are people over there who are well dressed, but most of those people are model workers, pacesetters in farming, etc., and the factory and village committees will reward those who contribute a lot and do a lot of work, both in cash and in kind." These people can afford to buy better clothes and can also wear them. As for the officials, their officials are interesting, and the vast majority of them don't seem to have too strong personal desires. Elena has a saying, "Hardship comes first, pleasure comes last", which was originally a request from Gastens to the Communist Movement, but because the local government officials were all party members, it became a requirement for officials. The vast majority of their officials are different from our counterparts, they work very hard, do not seek personal gain, they are all devoted to their work, and they always remember to lead by example. It seems to me that if it weren't for Elena's lack of religion, I would have thought that these people were fanatics in some sense. ”

"Hey, you can't make money, you can't make profits, and you don't have an emperor to be loyal to, so why be an official? Loyal to Gastens? Minronia was puzzled by Gary's description, and in her opinion, officials should be better dressed, better fed, and earn more than ordinary people, otherwise, who would be an official?

I have also pondered this question, what is driving those people to put aside their personal interests, work hard, and dedicate themselves selflessly? I still have only one approximate answer, and that is faith. They may really believe in communism, which is why they have such a firm confidence and force field, probably. ”

As he spoke, Gary Gibson had already changed his clothes, and he reached out and touched Minronia's knee, attracting her attention.

"How?"

Minronia looked at Gary Gibson, who was changing into a dress, and her eyes were a little surprised. Unlike her vague memories of two years ago, Gary Gibson is now taller and thicker. His skin had also darkened, his face was tinged with a healthy redness, and the newly made dress made her a little dizzy for a while.

"Looks pretty good."

Gary found the answer in Minronia's eyes, and he chuckled and looked out the window. Two years later, steam cars are still a rarity on Roseville's roads, with many people taking an interest in his Elena's internal calf, and some even chasing it for a while. The guards who were assigned to defend Gary did not interfere too much with these people according to the instructions of His Royal Highness, which allowed Gary to intuitively see the scene outside and everyone's reaction. His gaze slid over a passer-by holding a wooden sign that read "Peace Not War" and looked at Minronia, who was sitting across from him.

"I've heard that there are more troops on the border with Elena, how many are there now?"

"It should be about 800,000, I heard that there are a total of fourteen legions over there, and many of them are new to the city, and they can't even hold their guns."

"Recruits are also soldiers, 800,000 front-line preparations, this is not counting the army in other directions, and our economic pressure is definitely not small."

Gary muttered to himself that he knew about the garrisons when he was in Elena. After the signing of the Treaty of Moon, although Elena's trade with several neighboring countries progressed rapidly, the armaments of the neighboring countries did not take down. On the Eastern Front of Elena, Anken Rein's National Salvation Army did not disband after resolving the Roninger rebellion, but transformed into a Protectorate Army and stationed on the border of the Eastern Front of Elena. And after that, more troops began to move in, building barracks in large numbers, and seemed ready to live forever. On the western front of Elena, the Republic of Negro has also successively stationed more than 20 armies on the border, and also regards Elena as the number one enemy.

"Those people are protesting against the garrison, and now there are many people in the cabinet who believe that ordinary people can't fight against the Great Magister, and sending so many troops on the border, in addition to increasing the cost, fighting is not the same as being slaughtered. More than once it has been proposed to reduce the border garrison, and my grandfather is now under great pressure. ”

Although she is a girl, Minronia is not a girl who doesn't know anything, and as the first female attendant of His Royal Highness, she must have knowledge and abilities commensurate with His Majesty's Majesty. Therefore, although she did not prepare in advance, Ming Luonia is still relatively clear about the recent dynamics of the government and the opposition.

"So these people won't be expelled? I'll just say, when will Roswell be free to hold up signs on the street to protest against his father, and the emotional cabinet is not unified. ”

Gary nodded, changing to a more comfortable position. The man holding the sign had disappeared from the window, and he could already see the splash of the homesick spring, and it wouldn't be long before he could see his father.

"Your Majesty's work is not easy either, and there are people in the cabinet who have been calling for the abolition of serfdom, or at least equal human rights for serfs, also in response to the long-standing trend of fugitive slavery. Moreover, in order to prevent the serfs from escaping, landlords in many localities have begun to sign long-term contracts, pay some wages, and even give certain human rights. In fact, our serfdom system has almost ceased to exist in name only. It is no longer so easy to buy and sell and kill serfs at will like before Elena was founded. ”

"Forced reform."

Gary muttered a word, but didn't explain much. He didn't suffer much in Elena, and was even taken to class by Gastens himself. The book "On Capital", he knows it even better. Therefore, he also has an understanding of the problems that Anken Rein is facing now.

"Your Highness, it's here."

The chick stopped, the carriage shook slightly, and someone opened the door. Gary Gibson opened the door and got out of the car and saw his father at a glance. The gray-haired old man, dressed in a fine suit, stood next to the homesick spring, smiling at him.

"Father!"

After all, he is still a teenager, no matter how strong and intelligent he is, Gary is still a little choked up when he sees his father, whom he has not met for a long time. He took a few quick steps forward, grabbed his father's hand, held it tightly, and then took a step back, got down on one knee, and bowed his head.

"Son-in-law, see father."

"Get up."

Paul Gibson picked up his little son and looked at it carefully. Elena's two years had changed him, and the white and pure boy when he left had become a swarthy and sturdy young man. The young man was smiling at Paul Gibson, tears swaying slightly from the corners of his eyes.

"Let's go, come, we'll talk as we go, we've ordered you to cook, and your mother is also in a hurry, get in the car."

Pulling Gary two steps, Paul took him into the carriage engraved with the royal coat of arms. The high carriage and soft spring shock absorption gave the two men a noticeable wobble when they boarded the carriage. Accustomed to the hard shock absorption of the chicks, Gary was a little uncomfortable, and he stroked the back of the carriage and sat next to his father.

"How about it, you were wronged over there, right? What does Gastens think, dare to let you back? ”

As soon as he sat down, Paul couldn't wait to ask. In front of his son, he didn't hide his emotions too much.

"It's okay, I'm a little uncomfortable just going, but Gastens treats me well, no special care, but no special embarrassment, just an ordinary person who treats me as Elena. It's a novel and fun feeling. Moreover, they really treated me like a normal person. ”

"It's good that you haven't been wronged, how did I put you back? What did Gastens say? What do you mean? ”

"It's been two years since I've passed, and I should be allowed to go home and see, it doesn't seem to mean anything else," Gary thought with a frown, "I'm not sure." Actually, when I was in Elena, I spent most of my time outside of the Plains of Elena, and I didn't have access to their core secrets. Judging from the situation on the outside, Elena doesn't seem to have made a big move lately. ”

"He has such a good heart?" Paul, apparently not believing it, picked up the two moon plums in the middle of the carriage, ate one himself, and handed one to Gary.

"I'm not sure, but it's certainly not a bad thing to be back, so I'll be back."

Gary took Yuemei and put it into his mouth with some nostalgia. This fruit, which comes from the Third Republic of Fern, is very damaged and expensive, and is not a fruit that can be eaten regularly.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back," Paul relaxed, "I've had a hard time lately, the cabinet has always had a problem with the garrison, the nouveau riche who got rich on Elena's trade, and the big aristocrats who started a few industries, don't like my serfdom and want to reform. Emile Owen is not bad, he has been on my side, but I don't think he will last long. You've been in Elena for so long, and you've seen their mode of production, and what communism it is. Tell me, if it were you, what would Anken Rein do next? ”

Hearing his father's question, Gary was stunned. He looked at his father carefully, but he didn't see any banter on his face, on the contrary, he saw more wrinkles and a slightly furrowed brow. Even if it's an emperor, it doesn't seem like everything will go well. Thinking of this, Gary no longer hesitated and gave his own answer.

"Father, let's not talk about the garrison, serfdom must be changed."