"When I'm from the aristocratic point of view, I don't want anyone to share the power in my hands, no matter who that person is. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info", three days ago, Wren and Twright had a private meeting, and he told Twright at the time that it was completely different from Twright's thoughts, "but there is one way for me to let go, and that is pain, and death." ”

When a spike touches the skin, the instinct causes part of the limb or tissue that touches the spike to retreat. It is not excluded that there are people who like pain, but definitely not nobles.

It was difficult for the nobles to accept the representatives of the people to enter the Imperial Diet and sit with them, so they had to give the nobles a reason to accept this, and this way was pain. Pain has physical pain and soul pain. Physical pain can be daunting, but it will never make people cringe, and if necessary, you can still stare at the pain. But the pain in the soul is different, directly destroying the body and tearing the soul, even the gods have to choose to avoid it.

The calm crowd outside the Imperial Parliament Hall suddenly turned like a rough sea, and the commotion radiated rapidly from a few points to the surroundings, and people's doubts turned into angry roars. What happened in the halls of the Imperial Diet has been spread through a number of channels. When people heard that the nobles had rejected their hopes very decisively, this group of people, infected by the mood of the group, began to become blindly resentful.

They shouted loud slogans and held banners aloft like a tidal wave that never stopped, and their roars even affected the Congress that was being convened.

The aristocrats laughed arrogantly and contemptuously, and spat out two words, either soundly or silently—untouchables.

Yes, how can these untouchables sit on the same stage as the nobles in the decision-making of the supreme ruler like the Imperial Parliament?

The aristocrats were exhausted from the nearly two-hour meeting, and sitting for a long time was not necessarily a pleasure, but also an ordeal. Ganwen rang the golden bell and announced a break, and Congress usually meets until about 3 to 4 p.m., and rarely ends before noon, so Congress often meets only three times a month, and it often stops for various reasons. Sitting for a day, even a physically strong person can't stand it, let alone these nobles who are not strong?

The royal band walked into the recital hall with their instruments, and the curtain slowly opened, as a band specially provided by the royal family, the only task of these musicians was to keep themselves from being eliminated. In this day and age, it is very difficult to support a good musician, and the high cost of musical instruments and teacher lessons is an unbearable burden for ordinary people. The Royal Imperial Academy of Music, the Orlando Sound School of Music, and the Orlando College of Music and Arts may be the only ones that can really train musicians.

Of course, tuition is not cheap, and there are not many students accepted.

Or that there are not many people who can be admitted, as I said earlier, many people have not received music studies before, and the college is not willing to recruit students who do not know anything. If you want to become a musician or a singer, you have to start learning from a young age, and many of these professionals are musicians for generations. Only then can they learn music theory from an early age and have their own instruments.

The soothing music slowly sounded, and the maids began to push the dining cart into the dining room on the left side of the hall, and the smell of food hooked the nobles who had been sitting all morning, and they left their seats in groups and entered the dining room.

As the parliament of the same name as the Imperial Diet, the food here is also perfect, and the food cooked by the chefs of the royal family is not only very delicious, but also very beautiful. Gerbil liver, endemic to the deserts of the Empire's Western Front, is the main dish today, and the unique features and climate of the desert have allowed the animals of the desert to evolve in a unique way. As a relatively rare and difficult gerbil to catch in the desert, its liver resembles a blister the size of an egg.

The membrane on the surface locks the water tightly in the liver, protecting the important liver, which makes the gerbil's liver very delicate and melts in the mouth. In order to ensure that this main dish does not lose its character, all the cooking processes are made using magic cooking techniques. First, the chefs will marinate the gerbil livers for more than 48 hours with a special marinade to make sure that the flavor has completely entered the liver, and then the gerbil livers will float in the air through a suspension pedestal, which will be processed with a weakened flamejet base so that the membrane on the outside of the gerbil liver is slightly crispy, but it does not affect the inside of the liver. Then carefully placed on the plate, with some processed cane sugar and other side sauces that have retained a little of the original color, the whole plate completely restores the unique shape of the desert.

Sprinkled with filtered vegetables in the cane sugar, like desert gravel, it's like an oasis, and under a "tree" in the oasis is the gerbil liver smeared with sauce. To make such a main dish, the price is more than two gold coins.

Wren cut open the gerbil's liver very roughly, revealing the pink and delicate tissue inside, and there was a trace of blood in the middle. He scooped one of the petals with a spoon and put it in his mouth, pressed his tongue against it and squeezed it into the upper jaw, and in an instant the liver turned into a pulp, fresh, tender, delicious, no blood, but a strong "desert" smell, and a little bit of the rich aroma unique to meat food.

"I love this dish. The soothing sound of music in his ears put everyone at ease, and Tria sat across from Wren, who was more of a foodie than Wren's rough way of eating. He used a silver needle to break through the membrane that protected the gerbil's liver, and the juice poured out of the gap, and then he used his knife and fork to divide the gerbil's liver into several parts. After putting one in his mouth, he would close his eyes and show a satisfied expression, as if he was lying on a soft bed after venting too much energy, caressing the beauty around him.

"Do you think we're going to win?", Tria very gracefully finished eating all the gerbil livers and picked up a meal bag, took a bite of a sauce, his mouth bulging, chewed hard a few bites, and swallowed, "I'm worried, the nobles reacted more than I expected, it was completely different from what I expected, their reaction was too violent. ”

Wren pushed away the plate in front of him and ordered a grilled steak, the egg-sized gerbil liver couldn't fill his stomach at all, he cut off a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, nodded, and said vaguely: "Who knows, but I always feel that no one can change or stop the evolution of history, and the winner will win in the end." ”

I don't know if it was the food in his mouth that made him unable to speak, or if he didn't want to say too much, but this answer didn't satisfy Tria. In order to climb up, in order to gain the approval and acceptance of Her Majesty the Empress, he has already let himself go. After this Congress, he will inevitably be ostracized by the mainstream aristocratic circles, and what he has done is like a betrayer, betraying the interests of all the nobles, and actually wanting to let the commoners also intervene in their private land, which is simply an unforgivable fact.

If he can't win, his future is bleak.

But if he can win, even if he is ostracized by the aristocracy, he will win the acceptance and respect of the common class and the elite class, which is a big gamble, just like Twright.

"I heard that Count Twright gave a speech, and you mean that?", Tria asked again reluctantly.

The question wasn't a smart one, and Wren glanced up at him and smiled, "I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're saying." He took off the napkin, dipped it on his lips, and then stood up, "It's rude, I'm full." After that, he pulled out his chair and left the table.

Tria looked at Wren's back with a wry brow, and then shifted his gaze to Empress Pars at the table in the middle of the dining room, and he could only pray now, hoping that the god of light would hear his prayers and help him realize his dream.

The rhythm of the music was still so soothing, and at this time in the Golden Ring District, the striking people were shouting and cursing outside the manors of the opposing aristocracy. The guards in the manor were waiting for each other, and the two sides faced each other through a not-so-sturdy iron gate.

Suddenly, a stone was thrown from the crowd at the guards, and the fist-sized stone slammed into the foreheads of the guards, who had no idea that there would be such a thing. The blood bloomed instantly, and the bloody stone rolled on the ground, detonating the anger of the guards.

A crossbow arrow pierced through the gap between the iron gates and shot into the crowd, and the powder keg was instantly detonated!

The angry people rushed to the Iron Gate, the guards turned pale, and the guards who had drawn their crossbow arrows and shot them with hatred were also blinded, and the Iron Gate collapsed in their desperate eyes, and the angry people rushed forward with their fists and clubs.

People are always selfish animals, and if you see a selfless character, then he is not really selfless, but you can't find his selfishness.

If the guard, armed with a crossbow bolt, had not resisted or fled, and had stood there to accept the beating of the civilians, perhaps the matter would have ended there. But he didn't just dodge, he fought back again.

Another ordinary person fell in a pool of blood, and the angry people instantly drowned these guards.

Something like this happens in many places, there is always someone throwing something, or a nervous guard missing, and in short, many people make a lot of fatal mistakes on this day.

When the first man died completely, this riot was inevitable!

Blood, food, rage, soothing music.

This is the day of the imperial capital, the day that will be remembered by history!