It is not this empire that is sick, but some people. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Since December, the temperature has plummeted, and pedestrians on the road have armed themselves with thick clothes to avoid the erosion of the cold snap, and it seems that there are not many days before the new year, but there is not much atmosphere for the New Year.

Prince Kant unexpectedly did not continue to bounce at this time, and Pilagos proposed a new plan, but it was still not in tune with the previous one, he hoped that Empress Pars would recognize the status of Prince Kant, and allocate the two provinces west of Hagrid and north of the border to Prince Kant to establish a principality. For such a request that did not make any sense at all, Empress Pars directly refused. She would rather continue the war with Pilagos than let this guy take possession of the territory that belongs to the Orlando family.

On the other hand, under the premise of relative restraint on both sides, the unrest gradually began to subside, and except for the occasional scattered fighting in remote places, the entire empire began to calm down. Some of the nobles took advantage of the chaos and conquered a lot of territory, and they sent their own envoys to the imperial capital, hoping to get the approval of their territory by the Empress Pars, and it would be better if they could canonize a nobleman with a higher title.

For these people, Empress Pars has only one sentence, and that is wishful thinking.

She is not a qualified emperor, and at the same time she is a qualified emperor, at least in the current situation, it is far more in the interests of the majority to compromise than to continue to resist the royal family and the political situation. However, Empress Pars, who personally opened the prelude to the civil war, seems to be intent on this time, completely solving the trend of the nobles.

It's very difficult to do this, the nobles are shrewd like monkeys, you want to use the nobles to fight the nobles and then watch both sides go to ruin, and take the interests yourself?

Dream.

According to the inertia of history, at this time, the Empress Pars should canonize these nobles who had already taken the lead in the turmoil, use them as the basis to launch a general attack on Pilagos, and then reward the nobles for their meritorious deeds. Immediately after that, the new nobles who rose in the turmoil rose to the top, successfully replacing Isaac and Pilagos as the leaders of the new aristocratic group, and continued to lead the nobles against the royal family.

It's a pity, it's also a dream.

I don't know how many nobles secretly scolded the Empress Pars for being a female psychopath, and she had to toss this empire to pieces to be satisfied? In fact, the nobles didn't want to fight, and fighting had to pay a price. If you pay the price and don't get it in return, then all the effort will seem meaningless!

In short, in such a cold season, the empire calmed down a little.

As always, Gan Wen left his house before dawn and walked to the palace not far away, and in five minutes at most he would enter through the palace gate, and then through the vestibule and into his own office environment. Deal with a lot of papers from all over the country that need to be approved, and take some of the papers he can't decide on for the Empress of Pars.

On this short, less than five hundred meters of road, Gan Wen suddenly frowned and glanced back at the dark street behind him. The sound of horses' hooves and the crash of the wheels against the ground as they rolled was too harsh on this quiet morning. This is the Golden Ring District, and behind the high walls is the Imperial Palace, and it is simply stupid to gallop in such a place.

I don't know which aristocratic family's children are, but now the education of the descendants of the nobility is also a thing that needs to be changed urgently in Ganwen's opinion. The old-fashioned aristocratic education can no longer cope with the changing times, many things have become obsolete, but the aristocracy still believes in that set of backward things.

A black silhouette rushed out of the inky background, and the coachman who sat in the driver's seat was dressed in a dark robe and a certain felt hat, and did not even look at the road. The carriage was not small, and it was indeed in the style of an aristocratic carriage from the decorative point of view, and Gan Wen took the initiative to stand on the edge of the road, waiting for the carriage to speed past him. He wouldn't be as stupid as a young man to stop the carriage and rebuke anything.

It was a relatively naïve practice, he would memorize the family crest on the carriage, and then let the patriarch of the nobility go back and teach this fellow who did not know how to be polite and polite.

The carriage got closer and closer, and the calmer Ganwen became, but just as the two sides were about to approach, the groom suddenly raised his head. The sun came very late in the winter morning, and although it was early in the morning, the sky was still dark, but in this dark environment, Gan Wen saw a luster that made his heart palpitate. He turned and threw himself into the green belt around him, but he was late.

His body was not like his mind and consciousness, and his reaction was a little slow, and he had obviously responded accordingly, but his body was running at a slow speed.

With a bang, the carriage crashed into him, and he was knocked out of the way!

There was no heart-rending pain, he didn't even feel like he was being hit, he just flew in the air. The wind seemed to have become tangible and qualitative, and he could clearly feel the winds flowing past him, and these mischievous winds were joking with him, and they were burrowing into his clothes along his neckline.

Time seemed to freeze in this instant, bright red blood spurted out of his mouth and nose, and his eyes were filled with a kind of confusion and confusion for the first time. The carriage passed him slowly, and he could see even every detail of the carriage clearly. It was indeed an aristocratic carriage, and he knew whose carriage it was, but it didn't change the fact that he had been knocked off.

The carriage came and went quickly, and Ganwen fell heavily to the ground, bounced, and finally rolled and stayed in the bushes of the green belt by the roadside.

It was only at this time that he felt pain, and there was no place in his body that was not painful. The flesh hurts, the bones hurt, and the internal organs hurt. A large amount of blood splattered from his mouth and nose as he vomited, and he knew that he might not live long. Vomiting blood is actually a manifestation of serious damage to internal organs, and if he can shout for help now, maybe he will have a chance to live.

There are long-term bishops and priests in the palace, and the Orlando family has been "suppressing" the church, but they have never rejected these clergy and their abilities.

But alas, Gan Wen tried to call for help, his lungs had just compressed, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, and he didn't even have the ability to make a sound.

The sun rose higher and higher, and the temperature began to rise, but he felt colder and colder, and the cold made him want to sleep for a while.

In the morning, the Empress of Pars awoke from her slumber. She doesn't need to get up before dawn every day to attend to official business like her ancestors did, Gan Wen will take care of everything for her, she just needs to sign a few documents. After a simple combing, eating a beautiful breakfast and drinking a light green tea is simply a human enjoyment.

Yes, green tea, recently the Queen of Pars has also begun to get used to drinking green tea, but her tea leaves are very small, only three to five pieces in a cup. Although the tea leaves are less, the fragrance will not decrease much, and the bitter taste will become a faint, indescribable mellow and fragrant.

"Hasn't my prime minister come yet?", said Empress Pars, picking up her fine napkin and dipping it in the crumbs of food and water that did not exist at the corners of her mouth, and stood up. The chief maid next to him immediately put on all kinds of ornaments for Empress Pars, "He's late today, and I can't wait to see the expression on his face now." ”

Ganwen's talent lies in his infinite energy, which is enough to keep him in a state of full energy and rejuvenation at every time of the day, and when others are resting, he still maintains sufficient physical strength and energy, which gives him a few more hours a day than others, giving him more time to think. He is very strict with himself because he understands that a person who hardly needs to sleep will cause great trouble to others if he cannot strictly restrain himself.

He maintains an almost rigid routine, rain or shine, and never says a day he's ever been late — not including today.

Therefore, Empress Pars wanted to make fun of herself, who was very serious and wise in many cases, and wanted to see his embarrassing appearance, but she did not know that she would never see the great steward of the empire again.

As the clock progressed from morning to noon, Empress Pars began to feel a little anxious, and Gampon had not yet appeared, as if a part of her life had suddenly become habitual, and she was overwhelmed and fidgeting. She ordered someone to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to get Ganwen to enter the palace immediately, but the attendant who went to give the order told the Empress Pars that Ganwen had left early in the morning.

This made her even more overwhelmed, the importance of Ganwen does not need to be repeated, at least for now, anyone in this empire can disappear, but only Ganwen cannot disappear. Empress Pars immediately mobilized all the power in her hands to find Ganwen. She knows very well that a person who lives a very regular life and strictly abides by his own work and rest habits will never disappear without saying hello, something must have happened to Ganwen.

It didn't take much time to find Ganwen, after all, it wasn't hard to spot something unusual in one of the green belts. Without the orders of Empress Pars, people may just look at it from afar and leave, but there are public officials in the Golden Circle who are responsible for maintaining greenery and street facades, and they don't need to do much. But when Empress Pars's order came down, all the abnormal phenomena were brought to people's attention.

Soon, Gampon's stiffened body was moved to the vestibule of the palace, and Empress Pars's face was as black as ink, and she trembled slightly.

The alchemist, who was adept at finding things from corpses, quickly walked up to the Empress of Pars with two small fingernail-sized pieces in a crystal vial, "This is something I found from the Prime Minister. ”

Empress Pars took the crystal bottle and looked at it, then threw it back into the alchemist's hand, resisting the urge to destroy in her heart, and asked, "What is this?"

"It was a piece of wood used for decoration, and the wood chip was painted with gold paint, and the fatal wound suffered by the Prime Minister was fatally wounded, and I think it was a fragment from the carriage of the carriage, and the Prime Minister was killed by the collision. ”