228 Ambition is something that everyone has
"Arriving in a week at most by fast boat down the Danno River. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ info "The housekeeper was very attentive.
Oppenheimer hugged a reef after falling into the sea, a little more steady, but still had no appetite, hugged his clothes in horror, called three people to follow him to bathe and change clothes, and poked the butler's forehead with his index finger all the way: "The speaker is about to step down, today is the last round of proposals and resolutions in the House of Nobles, and the four successor candidates will speak and canvass for votes." Frederick, as the representative of the Bafarian constituency, was invited to attend, and you should contact Fran's embassy and tell them the time and place of Frederick's appearanceβit should be ten o'clock, and give me some time to brew public indignation. β
"Yes. The butler took note diligently, struggling to please his master, and pretended to be smart and asked, "The House of Nobles enters at half past nine." Would you like to have a carriage for you at 9 o'clock?"
Oppenheimer glared at the butler impatiently: "Prepare for me the carriage at half past seven! Fool! The vote is just a scripted cutscene, and morning tea is the main drama that decides the plot! Can you be smart?"
The housekeeper silently remembered. He is inspired to become the right-hand man of his master, so he is willing to be scolded.
Oppenheimer took a fresh bath, sat in front of the mirror and put on makeup for a long time, carefully used foundation to cover the dark circles under his eyes that he had not slept well, and he wanted to be flawless, more grinding than a woman going out, which made his wife breathtaking.
He had already bought more than a hundred votes, was elected as a noble councillor representing his hometown, and infiltrated the noble council to seek the opportunity to be knighted. As a banker with a lot of money, there is a chance to turn over from the commoner status and become a hereditary baron.
At the Capitol, Oppenheimer showed his credential card, and the carriage was cleared by the Janissaries. When he got off the carriage, the prime minister's eight-wheeled carriage stopped just one block in front of him, and Oppenheimer went up to take off his hat and greet him with courtesy.
Suddenly, the curtain of the prime minister's carriage was lifted, and a beautiful young girl who was old and old looked at the prime minister and said angrily: "You said you would accompany me to the park today!"
Oppenheimer saw Clemson's embarrassed face, and was overjoyed to smell the fragrance of opportunity, and hurriedly took out a lollipop, and coaxed the prime minister's granddaughter with a smile: "This candy has three flavors, if they are all right, I will give you a whole box." Okay, okay?"
The little girl endured her greed, drooled solemnly with an old face, and did not squeak reservedly, let alone reach out to take it. Oppenheimer knew at a glance that the little girl had been taken the bait and captured, and he tried to persuade her to eat candy even more freely, as if he was close to the prime minister, and even he was proud of this harmonious atmosphere.
Unexpectedly, the prime minister rushed over, stretched out his hand to knock the candy to the ground, squeezed his granddaughter's little hand, and reprimanded kindly: "How can I teach you? ββ
When nobles and commoners speak, they will not add the ceremonial suffix "Your Highness", "Your Excellency" and "you".
The little girl remembered her family's upbringing, suddenly became arrogant, and withdrew her hand in an old-fashioned manner, looking down at the stunned Oppenheimer, and refused ruthlessly: "Thank you, but I don't need it." β
The tricolor candy shatters under the wheels inlaid with gold spikes. Oppenheimer's stomach was swollen with anger, and his fingers trembled and he thought, "I am already a baron, why do you still treat me as a pariah? These nobles have a great memory when they only look at their faces, and if you are humble, they will always look down on you." β
"You go in to see the Speaker. The prime minister ordered Oppenheimer, and then concentrated on coaxing his granddaughter.
Oppenheimer's heart was scratching like a fingernail, scratching ten blood marks, and he gritted his teeth and trembled: "Even though he relied on me to raise military salaries, he still regarded me as inferior! Sooner or later, I will let you old-fashioned knights know that your self-esteemed vanity is nothing but a clump of self-pitying flowers!" He was so angry with hatred that his eyes erupted with fire, and he left silently with low self-esteem.
Clemenson ignored the departing banker, but concentrated on holding his granddaughter, frowning and admonishing: "Remember the story of Snow White told you? What happened to the princess who ate a stranger's apple? β
"I see. The little girl bowed her head aggrievedly, and then asked timidly, "Can't you really accompany me to the park?
Clemson knew that his granddaughter would not understand, but he still tried to explain: "This country, like a little girl of your age, does not know what is wrong and right when faced with lollipops. So I'm going to discipline her. β
"How are you going to discipline her?" asked the granddaughter curiously.
"I don't dare to fight. The prime minister laughed, turned his head to stare at the white and magnificent domed building, frowned and muttered, "But I will resolutely reject its unreasonable demands." Today's resolution is a crucial part. β
When he walked into the Capitol with determination, he walked with certainty and without the slightest hesitation.
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Oppenheimer hurried into the Speaker's lounge and saw the aged Speaker lying on the sofa reading the morning newspaper, and a delicate and restrained candidate for Speaker was cutting a cigar with all his might, holding it in both hands, and striking a match to light a cigarette for him.
The speaker has short snow-white hair, a clear hairline, wide catfish-like lips but a confident grin, and a strategic smile at any time.
The lounge was littered with familiar legislators and important officials, the highest of whom was the Secretary of the Department of Justice.
"Here you are, sit. Seeing Oppenheimer's sweating profusely, the Speaker stood up and invited him to sit down, introduced the people in the room one by one, and shook hands with Oppenheimer one by one, and then the Speaker sat down with a slight sweat, fell comfortably on the sofa, bit his cigar and said: "The resolution discussed today has been submitted three times, and all of them have been rejected. In accordance with the Shinra Imperial House Charter, decrees passed four times in a row will be enforced. As for me, my term of office has expired, and I guess I won't be able to witness the legislative process with my own eyes, so I would like to introduce you to a meeting. In any case, the next Speaker must not allow conservatives to sit down, and it must be our own. β
Oppenheimer listened with horror and vaguely sensed that the long-awaited era of happiness was finally coming.
The Secretary for Justice's name is Glitter, and he is a childish old man who doesn't need to wear a wig and has dignified snow-white curly hair. He pushed down his gold-rimmed glasses and smiled deservedly at Oppenheimer: "The assets that Justice Francis invested in you are basically my savings, and he is just acting on my behalf." After so many years of investment, I have brought rich dividends. (To be continued.) )