"If only it would make you feel better...... I want to tell you that my father is used to trampling on other people's self-esteem, that is his nature, please don't blame him. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" When inviting Frederick to board the royal carriage, Elena looked at him pleadingly: "Even I dare not disobey him, because that will only make him more out of control." You are a brave and noble man, almost everyone agrees with this, and I hope that you will not come to the palace because he rebuked you. ”

"Does he do the same to you?" Frederick asked Elena, frowning at the old king's hysterical rage, "are we talking about the same picture? ”

After Elena boarded the car, she invited him to come up, and then ordered Lily to pump her horse lightly and drive away: "I am familiar with his angry appearance, so I am in a hurry to apologize...... I hope that this small heart will quench your anger. ”

Frederick nodded silently. The king was indeed a wayward man, who could start with a trivial matter, quarrel until his face was torn, then unabashedly reveal his disgust for Frederick, his disdain for the meager taxes of Mingxing City, and finally trample on Frederick's self-esteem with childish caustic, and put an end to the quarrel. This is not good for either side, and it shows that the king is a man who is controlled by emotion.

The king's warm image at first sight had been exhausted, and he made Frederick aware of the essence of the last ruling class: controlling, naïve and selfish, arbitrary and arbitrary. Frederick even felt that a child of pure blood could replace him as long as he had diplomatic recognition and the support of the majority aristocracy.

The feeling that he had to obey orders made Frederick want to slam the door and leave. As he left, he saw the Prince and Oppenheimer standing on the edge of the corridor laughing, which made him even more annoyed, and he felt furious at being defeated by the monkeys.

Elena's hasty apology caused Frederick to temporarily suppress his anger at the old king and begin to focus on Oppenheimer, who was justified in determining that most of the king's anger was caused by Oppenheimer's instigation. A king who can be manipulated by emotions is an easy king to control in his own right. Oppenheimer must have learned to ride the king's master's license long ago, so he was able to control the king with ease, and he could drive it perfectly, so that the king could simply come forward and scold him, and kill people with a sword.

So the first thing to deal with is Oppenheimer. Frederick already had a plan in mind, and decided to make Oppenheimer's head fall to the ground in ten days, so that the Imperial City would have one more big news and one less banker.

The cool breeze lifted the light curtains, and the slightest chill of a midsummer night diluted the hatred in Frederick's heart, and made him wonder where Elena was going to take him.

The two were silent in the carriage, each thinking about their own thoughts. After a long time of jolting, Lily stopped and smiled, "Look, now is the time to be lively." ”

Frederick lifted the curtain and saw that the carriage had been parked by Lily beside the hillside, and below was the brightly lit dock. Because ships are always coming into the port to unload their cargo, the wharf is bustling with countless kerosene lamps. At night, there is also a line of orange lights and shadows on the dark river, as if there are countless little suns soaking in the water.

The Wharf of Viña became more and more lively at night, with the trumpets of the workers shouting and unloading, the merchants who bargained for the goods, and the buyers of the privileged restaurant guarding the wharf, intercepting the baskets of crabs that had just been brought ashore and picking the fattest ones first. The hottest shops are located near the pier, connecting the busiest restaurants and inns, and the thriving lights of the night market have baked this area into a city that never sleeps.

Elena leaned her face next to Frederick's shoulder and asked triumphantly, "Did the fawn crash?"

Frederick expected something, and muttered, "Do you want to keep me?" ”

Elena chuckled, expecting that he was no longer angry, and became naughty proudly, squeezing his chin willfully, and asked solemnly, "So how much does an earl cost?"

Outside the carriage, Lily shouted dissatisfiedly, "It's almost there, the mosquito bite is dead." No comment, I'll go down the hill and head to the docks. ”

Elena snorted. The carriage moved again. Frederick was still in a daze, he provoked Elena for several days, but he didn't expect to be molested today, there was a kind of surprise and surprise, until the carriage shook, he came back to his senses, and when he wanted to make an offer, Elena was already concentrating on opening the curtain to see the road. Obviously, letting Lily pull the horse down the mountain made her a hundred uneasy.

When the royal carriage passed by the night market, the tax collector of the dock management office heard the news and stood on the tall building to observe. It was not until the carriage stopped in front of the dock and the next lady walked down that the tax collector really believed that the Empress was coming, she was really coming!

The detached tax collector, dragging his huge two-hundred-pound belly, ran faster than a squirrel down a tree, as agile as a phantom, and nearly lifted the railing off the stairs as he flew down the stairs. Then there was a violent sound of brakes, and the tax collector, who was so fat that he was only left with his stomach, stopped firmly in front of the empress and saluted vigorously: "For the glory of the Shinra! Your Majesty, it is an honor for you to be here at the Venia Tax Office!"

Suddenly, the entire dock fell silent. For the 24-hour by 7-day non-stop hustle and bustle of Viña's wharf, it is as strange as time standing still.

The workers put down their goods and looked at them with sweat, the merchants stopped arguing and peeped on tiptoe, and only the guys in the restaurant were still seriously picking crabs, picking fat and thin, and completely forgetful.

Then, the crowd gathered cautiously and automatically formed a hollow circle with a radius of ten meters, looking at the empress from awe from afar.

Turning a blind eye to the crowd of onlookers, even to the courteous tax officer, Elena stretched out her hand arrogantly and indifferently, her red lips burst, and she spat out simple words: "Import and export account books." ”

The tax collector is a giant crocodile in the Wharf of Venya, who is revered to the point of being fat, but is ignored like a worm in the eyes of the Empress. When the noble empress and the greedy tax collector spoke, she even disdained to use articles and verbs, and only used nouns to communicate, and her condescending bearing was immediately incomparably prominent, and the high standard and arrogance of disdain and defilement could be seen.

The tax officer hurriedly turned around and whispered to the stunned tax collector: "Import and export account books!"

The empress was as cold as ice, and the tax collector was more attentive, and the difference between the two was suddenly revealed.

The high-ranking tax officer was so frightened that he was sweating profusely, and the perennial lazy tax collector was also in a panic. This kind of eyebrow-raising show can't be seen once a year.

The crowd of onlookers immediately stood in awe of the empress.