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"So, the Elven Kingdom and Frederick have worked closely together. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I have investigated, the population of the elven country is very small, from the foothills of the Alps to the polar plateau, the total number of elves is less than a million, and the proportion of military service is only a few thousand. Therefore, the main force of the battle was still Frederick's Wehrmacht. Elves will only play as support units. "Xiaoqian finished reporting. She played a trick, taking advantage of the ancient gods to take a break, she only chose other things to say, but kept the secret of the tower of holy relics like a bottle.

Anyway, she thought, Frederick would not have been able to dig up the tower of the Holy Remains in Berlin, London, Paris, and it would be harmless to hide the secret for him.

But even so, Fran the Great was still amazed by the amount of information Xiao Qian confided. He slipped down from behind his desk and pinched his chin in a circle in the study, the emperor's robe rustling on the carpet.

"The battle for the land of black and gold must be won. Only then will more armored units be supported. Fran the Great seemed to have made a difficult decision: "I'd better approve the tax increase decree and put the money into the first batch of tanks." ”

It was as if he had been struggling with this decision for a long time.

The dwarf curled up in the shadows suddenly moved, as if the Buddha statue in the shrine had opened its eyes.

"Then the residence income tax will rise to 54 per cent, Your Majesty the Emperor," said Isaac, Minister of Entertainment, slowly, "and the workers who have been appeased are about to climax again." ”

Xiao Qian frowned and stared at Isaac. She couldn't see the demigod clearly, and Isaac had been curled up in a cloak like a gypsy witch.

She knew that Isaac had recovered, but he seemed to be accustomed to the altitude of the hunched back, so he became obscene, accustomed to hiding in the shadow of the light, without showing his expression, and the whole person was left with the outline of a cloak, and his tone was as soft as a sinuous snake in a bamboo basket.

"That's not my fault!!The finance department is bloated, and the taxes are collected from the people, and I don't know how much has been embezzled by the goose layer by layer! I'm also desperate! But the new suspension system has been tested, so we can't stop production, right?!" the emperor roared suddenly.

"I mean," the dwarf explained sweetly, "I will do my duty and try to maintain stability in the country." Your Majesty, ”

"Oh, that's good. The emperor pressed his temper and looked back at the dwarf with a little apology: "Then please." ”

"But I need greater rights to advance the entertainment business. You know, our civil service is bloated, and if I don't have enough power, I'm going to run into walls everywhere and be much less efficient. Maintaining stability will become a dead letter. The dwarf added cautiously.

"Oh, that makes sense, too. The Emperor was distraught and walked back to his desk: "I will give you more power." Come on, go and do things, it feels like the whole empire, only your department is left to work hard. ”

Fran the Great relied more and more on Isaac's execution. After all, he has the Amaterasu system and manages the entertainment department in an orderly manner. If it weren't for Isaac's fantastic entertainment for the people, the working class would have been unable to stand the exorbitant taxes.

Fran the Great also had weaknesses, he was in dire need of money.

Isaac did what he liked, prodding the emperor to raise taxes, and then wiping the emperor's ass himself.

The emperor knew that the virtual happiness provided by the Amaterasu system was nothing more than morphine injected into cancer patients, treating the symptoms but not the root cause.

But he had to fight for time with the war. In his mind, seizing the land of black gold was the top priority.

As a result, he and Isaac became mutually beneficial and symbiotic, and just like a cancer patient who is dependent on morphine, Fran the Great is no longer inseparable from Isaac.

Xiao Qian was indifferent to the imperial finances. She felt guilty about the gentle old gods, and felt that she had always broken the things of the old gods, and she had to make up for it.

"I heard that you make movies to maintain stability, and I might be able to contribute. Xiaoqian is willing to volunteer: "I don't want to be paid, just as a public welfare performance." The emperor's finances are tight enough. ”

Fran the Great was overjoyed, and his first reaction was, "Damn, I could actually charge a little more tax."

"It's great that Xiao Qianken helps. I know her, I can handle any script. "The emperor is a great joy.

The dwarf has no excuse for refusing. Isaac turned into a statue under a cloak and stopped squeaking.

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The "Amaterasu" system makes it easy to produce programs, with one-stop services for production, editing, post-production, and beautification, and only the script needs to be written manually.

"One, two, three, let's shoot!" Isaac took the lead and filmed himself.

Xiao Qian got off the carriage, dressed in white shoulders, dignified and gentle, graceful and Huatai. As she passed a beggar, an Assassin suddenly lunged at her.

"Protect the Mayor's Wife!" the servant rushed to fight the assassin. When the "mayor's wife" panicked, her high heels fell in front of the beggar.

The beggar quickly lifted her up, and asked gentlemanly, "Are you alright?"

"Mrs. Mayor" looked up at the beggar.

When the Assassin killed the servant and rushed towards the "Mayor's Wife", the beggar expertly grabbed the disgraced "Mayor's Lady" and turned around and kicked the Assassin. But the beggar also had his calf cut.

The mayor's wife screamed. But the beggar was unfazed, and skillfully subdued the Assassin with one hand, waiting for the patrol to arrive.

During the whole process of the fight, the beggars all hugged the waist of the first beauty in Paris. Then, when asked about his identity, the beggar took the mayor's wife's hand offended and playfully and replied, "I'm just an inconspicuous veteran grenadier." ”

"Stop! perfect. Isaac shouted to stop.

The beggar immediately let go of Xiao Qian's hand and respectfully accompanied the smile: "It didn't hurt you, did it?"

Xiao Qian shook his head, fanned the wind with his little hand, and returned to the pergola to read the script. The venue staff is in full swing preparing the set for the next scene.

"Isaac. Xiao Qian walked up to the dwarf with the script, frowned and flipped through the script: "What kind of script are you? The mayor's wife fell in love with a beggar? Washed and cleaned him, and actually took him home to be a tutor? and introduced him to the upper circle, let him hook up with the wives of other celebrities one by one, and then became the next Minister of War?

Xiao Qian dropped the script: "The emperor told you to maintain stability, if you shoot such a nonsense plot, aren't you afraid that the audience won't buy it?"

"Look closely," Isaac pointed to the beggar who was removing his makeup in the distance, "the actor is the little handsome guy I was looking for, pure Saxon blood, with his toned body, with those blue eyes, it is still a little convincing to conquer a few mayor's wives and marshal wives at will." ”

"Ignoring all social problems, relying on the output of appearance? You use this script to maintain social stability?" Xiao Qian couldn't accept it. She used to make films that were shortlisted for the annual awards, and she cultivated her taste, so she rarely tried this kind of script.

"Of course. Isaac said casually.

"And then after watching your film, those beggars just lay down on the street all day long, waiting for the mayor's wife to wrestle in front of him?" Xiao Qian scoffed.

"Look, wouldn't that be stable? "Isaac doesn't even bother to bother with the hairy heroine.

Xiao Qian thought about it carefully, but couldn't refute it, and left in a reluctant.

Isaac turned his head and spat on the ground. He really hates Xiao Qian, especially when this actress is bullying.

"Where were you when my father died in Wiener? As a demigod, he couldn't even protect the banker he was sheltering, and a waste came to teach me?" Isaac sneered as he thought, bowed his head to work, and buried his hatred in his heart: "Go die, you two." ”