"Oh, how do you say?"

Paul was surprised to hear his son's words, but he was not angry. He leaned back with great interest, and his body swayed with the carriage.

"It will take a while to get to the place, you can tell me first."

"Father," Gary saluted, "you often say that in order to defeat the enemy, you must first understand the enemy. I spent two years at Elena, and although I didn't have much access to their core secrets, I did have an in-depth understanding of "On Capital" and the whole set of communist theories. Leaving aside the rights and wrongs of this set of theories, the dialectics and class theories they use to analyze objective reality are very useful. If we use this set of theories to analyze, we have four major classes, one is the serf class, which is the largest number and is located at the bottom of society, and it is because of the existence of Elena that she has the consciousness of pursuing independence and human rights. The second is the feudal aristocracy and the landlord class, that is, we, the royal family, the grand dukes, and the big landlords, we are the vested interests of the serfdom system, and we are born with irreconcilable contradictions with the serf class. Before Elena, the serf class was ignorant, and although they had no rights, they did not know how to fight for them. After Elena, they learned that serfs could also have human rights, and they could also have rights. As a result, the contradiction between them and us has intensified. As for the third class, there is the new industrial bourgeoisie, including the factory owners of our own country, and the new Rams who have become rich by selling Elena products on their behalf. Their factories needed workers, their shops needed employees, and they wanted to give the serfs a free identity, so they had the same position as the serf class when it came to giving the serfs a free identity. And the last class is the working class. You may have also read "On Capital", the working class has always been the main force of the communist movement, and although the working class in our country is not as powerful as the Negro and the Third Republic, it already has a certain influence. And, with the popularity of Elena's powered equipment, the number of small factories and the number of hired workers is increasing rapidly, and the working class will have more of a voice. The object of contradiction of the working class is the emerging bourgeoisie, which was previously in a relationship of exploitation and exploitation. Therefore, if we use the communist theory of contradiction to analyze, the main contradiction in our country is the contradiction between the serf class and the feudal class, the contradiction between the working class and the emerging bourgeoisie, and the contradiction between the emerging bourgeoisie and the feudal class. ”

After a long series of words in one breath, Gary paused and slowed down. He looked at his father, his eyes lit up.

"Not bad, good", Paul Gibson looked at Gary Gibson, relieved. Before going to Elena, Gary was also a bright child, but he was only a child, and now, he is clearly a lot more mature.

"Let me think about it, the four classes, the serfs and the capitalists, are all against us, and the working class does not like the capitalists and should not like us. So, you think we're at the center of the conflict? ”

"Yes, yes. Moreover, according to the inference of "On Capital" and the relationship between the evolution of the productive forces, the productive forces of the traditional small-scale peasant economy of feudalism are far inferior to those of capitalism. This is now proven by the fact that both the Neglo Republic and the Third Republic of Fern have stronger industrial capacity than we do, and their economies are recovering much better than ours. On the way here, I also saw homeless people starving to death on the side of the road, and the atmosphere in many cities was also tense, and it was not a good thing that our country was still on the track of preparing for war despite the signing of the Treaty of Fern. Maintaining a regular army of 800,000 is a great pressure on our economy, not to mention the fact that the serfs are always restless......"

Gary stopped as he spoke, his father, Emperor Paul Gibson's brow furrowed. It is not a good feeling for anyone, not even his own son, to accuse his two main policies of being wrong to his face. Paul looked at Gary, who had quieted down, and asked again.

"Abolishing serfdom can liberate the serf class, in your words, it is to liberate the productive forces, and you can create more wealth, right? But to lower the garrison, and for what? ”

"Father-"

Gary was about to continue, but the carriage had stopped, and the chamberlain, Hann Sparks, opened the door of the carriage and bowed respectfully. One of the emperor's six wives, Gary's mother, Parissa, stood outside the carriage, smiling at her husband and son.

Paul and Gary looked at each other, ending the conversation. They got out of the car, kissed Parissa, and hugged each other as they walked to the restaurant at the end of the red carpet. There, Parissa prepares a very sumptuous dinner for them, which is used to entertain her son, who has just returned from Elena. At this time, neither Paul nor Gary was in the mood to discuss politics for the time being. Their identities became simpler at this moment.

Father, and son.

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While the Emperor Paul Gibson was dining with his family, Constachet Sergeant Filas Navlay was in a basement of the Royal Police Headquarters in the northwest corner of the Palace, frowning at a dying prisoner, frowning and thinking about something. His subordinate, Will Beeck, the Royal Police's most senior torture expert, took a basin of ice water, glanced at Firas, and fell on the prisoner's head. The chill in the near-freezing water made the prisoner tremble slightly.

"Say, what the hell is Project Thermidori?!"

"Heh, hehe, hehe-"

At the sound of Vic's question, the prisoner chuckled softly, and at first he laughed incoherently, but gradually became more coherent and louder. He even raised his head and looked at Filas in front of him with a happy expression.

"Ask me, I know, I just won't say! Why, in a hurry! Yes? Hurry! Yes? It's useless, if you want to know, find ten women for Lao Tzu, ten of the most tender and delicious women, hahahaha-"

"Shhhh

A red-hot soldering iron was pressed against the prisoner as he yelled. Will Vic pushed hard against the long wood-handled iron chisel in his hand until the faint smell of roasting meat appeared in the air, and then he let go. The prisoner, who had been burned so badly, howled twice and collapsed to the ground. Long chains run backwards from his wrists and ankles, eventually attaching to the wall. Red-black blood stains rippled across the walls, witnessing the latest of countless inquiries.

"Alright."

Filas Navre frowned, "It's okay, it's useless to torture this kind of person. Shut him up in the bright room, don't let him sleep, and see if he can ask anything. ”

"You ...... It's better to ...... Kill me......"

The prisoner gasped heavily, his tone choppy. Continuous days of torture and wounds on his body were hollowing out his anger, but even so, he did not think of confessing. The secret on his body is too important, and if he confesses, then his result will be a hundred times worse than death, so his only choice is to bite the bullet and die.

"Don't worry, I'll kill you sooner or later."

Filas Navre dropped a sentence and turned to leave. He passed through the rows of iron gates under the Royal Police Headquarters and came to the steam elevator that had just been installed. Just pressed the button lightly, and after a while, the iron ladder cage descended in front of him. Filas Navle stepped in and pressed the button on the third floor. The steam elevator, powered by two Chaoyang 1 steam engines, vibrated and ascended smoothly, sending Navre to his office.

"You're here? The result? ”

Royal Police Deputy Sergeant, Daya Carroll, was standing by the window, looking out the window at Anken Rein. Hearing the sound of a steam elevator, he turned around and asked softly.

"It's the same with this, if you don't open your mouth, it is estimated that it won't last for three days. These people were already difficult to find and catch, and it was not easy to catch a few, and most of them died. One of the dozen people survived, and his mouth was very hard, and it was not easy to do without opening his mouth. ”

Firas took off his coat and threw it on the couch, throwing himself on the cot on the south side of the room. The work of the Royal Police is not easy to do, and there is always a bed in his room to facilitate overtime.

"It's the first time I've met these people, and they're almost like those Elena spies, and they don't say anything, they're very determined. Have you ever wondered if these people have anything to do with Elena? ”

Daya Carroll walked across from the cot and sat down on the floor. He is a confidant of Firas and has had a working relationship with Firas for many years.

"Not really, they don't smell like communists, I don't think so."

Filas Navle frowned and tried to think, "But these people are so cautious and would rather die than say it, this matter is estimated to be very important, and we must not relax." ”

"That's that", Daya Loka nodded and changed the subject, "This time Prince Gary comes back, do you think Your Majesty will let him go back?" ”

"It's hard to estimate", Firas pressed his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose, "Recently, the news is not right, and the people of Elena Anti-Investigation Bureau are moving frequently. I don't understand what kind of Thermidorian plan this is. The people of Xinlam are still meeting in secret, the factory owners are not at ease, His Majesty has recruited too many soldiers, and there are not enough workers, and they have been keeping an eye on the serfs. Although it looks okay now, there are problems everywhere in the country, and if you are not careful, there may be big problems. ”

"It's strange to say, how could Gastens release His Majesty the Prince?"

"The people who come out of Elena are all monsters, if His Royal Highness the Prince-"

In the middle of speaking, Firas suddenly stopped, he sat up straight, and lowered his voice, "What if His Royal Highness the Prince also becomes a member of the Communist Party?" ”

Hearing this hypothesis, Daya Carroll looked surprised, he opened his mouth wide, and shook his head in disbelief, "Probably not...... He's a prince, how can he believe in something for a poor ghost? ”

"Anyway, I've sent someone to keep an eye on him. I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm just afraid of what happens. Now His Majesty is messing with the affairs of serfdom, and if the little prince says something nonsense in his ear and adds chaos to the chaos, he may not be able to say anything. ”

"But...... Sending someone to stare at His Royal Highness and not say a word to His Majesty, isn't it right? Daya Carroll's personality is more cautious, and she has always been less confident about spying on royals.

Firas glanced at him, thought for a moment, and revealed a little bit of information.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty won't blame."

Both of them are engaged in intelligence work, and Daya Carroll understands just one sentence. Feras sent someone to spy on Gary Gibson, most likely with His Majesty's tacit permission or authorization. He pursed his lips and let out a sigh.

"Since ancient times, the Son of Heaven has had no family affairs-"

"Alright, let's get rid of the Thermidorian plan first. If I don't understand this, I'm not at ease. ”

"Then let's dig through it again and see if there are any clues, I've got all the files."

Daya pointed to a corner of the room, where half-human tall brown boxes were piled up, and it was a little embarrassing to look at. Firas frowned and lay down again.

"Forget it, I'll take a break."

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"Doodoo-"

The shrill sound of a horn ringing through the crowded streets, and when people hear it, they know there is a unicorn car nearby. It was a trackless steam locomotive produced by The Surging Power Company with the Chaoyang Type 1 steam engine purchased from Elena, although it was not as high-end as Elena's Hongqi, but it was relatively cheap and most rich people could afford it. In just half a year of production, this kind of car has appeared in almost all large and medium-sized cities in Anken Reyne, especially the capital Roseville, and for every three carriages you see on the street, you can see almost a unicorn.

The unicorn who honked saw the pedestrians get out of the way and stopped in front of a courtyard gate on Asilis Street. Anyone familiar with the area will know who the owner of the car is when they see the name plate.

The Marquis of Titans Monte Cristo, an ancient nobleman from the First Republic of Fern, first appeared in Roseville about a year ago, claiming to have inherited his ancestral fortune. However, it is not known exactly where his property is, only that he is never short of money. He came to Roseville for three months, bought a mansion on Asilis Street, and bought a farm in Black Mountain and more than 300 slaves in it. After that, he began to gradually integrate into the upper class of Roswell, relying on the boldness and generosity of spending a lot of money to find his place. What made him famous in Roswell was his decision to execute thirty-one fugitive slaves in one fell swoop after the 82 Massacre. Since then, he has become a core figure who resolutely opposes fugitive slaves, and many large landlords and nobles with the same demands as him have gathered around him. Those big people in the upper echelons, who don't like Elena and the fugitive slaves, who don't like the new gadgets of the serf's human rights, will find him, give him some favors, and let him express his demands. He was even given the position of a cabinet supervisor of the nobility who could give advice and advice to the king. Because most of his suggestions were fiercely anti-fugitive and anti-Elena, he received a nickname.

Marquis of the Iron Hand.