The happiness index is the premise of a country's stability. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The happy population will live and work in peace, and the unhappy population will rebel with arms. But when happiness reaches a certain level, the population will become stupid, so the peace and contentment here refers to the kind of flock of people who live and work in peace and contentment, and are regularly sheared without realizing it. Isaac is a shepherd and knows what he has to do.

In Paris, where the labor tide is raging and the uprisings are continuous, what is most needed is stability and happiness. Otherwise, it will go from bad day to day, and sooner or later it will be swallowed up by the triumphant German Third Republic.

The fateful conversation of Paris was taking place in the secret room of the Imperial Library—and ended in a hurry, perhaps less than five minutes.

"Your Majesty, do you have the slightest apology for me?" a clumped mass of gnomes asked the Emperor. Its whole body was hidden in a gray cloak, and it was so hunched that it looked like a shrimp walking upright.

The Emperor stood up.

"Do you have the slightest apology for me?" asked the dwarf stubbornly, his hood covered in pitch-black shadows, and only his eyes shone like two flickering fires.

"Angel Pupil, wow. Fran the Great pushed away his pencil and ruler, circled around the dwarf, and bowed his waist: "A knight with angelic eyes, with a French army twice as large as the enemy, armed with a breech-loading gun of the latest design, after three months of thorough preparation, finally suddenly declared war under the most favorable conditions, attacked Munich, sat on the right time and place, and then was killed and discarded, and gave away the supremacy of Paris. ”

The dwarf stamped his cane restlessly, and glared at the Emperor with great difficulty, but the Emperor laughed around it, tempting the dwarf to spin awkwardly in circles, and even if it looked around in annoyance, it could not glare at the Emperor.

The Emperor continued to ridicule: "You ruined my imperial hegemony, burned me into an African dwarf, and then ran back to demand an apology?

"My command is flawless!" the dwarf shouted hoarsely, blood streaked between his mouths, "And you, using me as an excuse to declare war, you let all nine of my clansmen hang on the tower, and your war plot killed my whole family!"

The dwarf struggled to spin in circles on crutches, glaring at the emperor who circled around him like a trapped beast.

"Oh, Isaac, I'm sorry to see you as black as an overfried shrimp," Fran the Great stopped spinning. He bent down coldly, supported his knees, and looked down at the gnome with angry eyes: "You come to borrow troops, and I will give you troops." You lead the most elite expeditionary force in Paris to your own homeland - which is basically treason. And as a traitor, you must be looking forward to something, such as conquest, such as victory. So don't pretend to be a virgin here, you're a homeless vampire, forever. ”

The Emperor froze Isaac with a soul-piercing sight. Then he straightened up and walked out, his luxurious imperial robe dragging on the floor tiles, sweeping inch by inch: "After all, activating the 'Eye of Truth' is also good for you, isn't it." Since you were born a vampire, don't be like humans and cry. I don't owe you anything. ”

The Emperor threw down his merciless words and walked towards the gate. As soon as the door opened, the room was filled with bright candlelight, and the chattering engineers outside stared at the rickety gnomes.

"I allow you to continue to serve the Empire, which is the most merciful forgiveness. If you want to squander my tolerance, then please. The Emperor exposed the dwarf to the public eye, then turned to look at it.

Isaac raised his sleeves in embarrassment to block out the light—the engineers saw the dwarf as hideous and vicious, with features like burnt sweet potatoes, pieces of charred skin forming cracked puzzles, and bright red connective tissue like magma beneath the earth's crust.

"He's Isaac?" the scholars argued.

"He was the one who buried the Imperial Expeditionary Force. "Everyone whispered.

And the emperor looked down indifferently on this dwarf, waiting for its reply. According to the emperor's speculation, it is estimated that this angry little monster will break the jar and leave angrily.

Step by step, the frail little monster moved into the light, like a lizard on crutches, staggering past the Emperor's robes, through the gate, trying to exit through the main entrance.

"Leave Paris with dignity and don't come back. "The emperor sent off guests.

"As you wish, my majesty. The charred dwarf rubbed his head high with the emperor and bowed politely.

But before he had taken two steps, the dwarf suddenly broke down and screamed, "Don't abandon me!" It turned and bowed hard, only to cry and pounce on the Emperor's feet, and wept bitterly: "I was almost burned to death by the Germans, and the fire stuck to me like tar, and burned for an hour, and even if I survived, my epidermis would be largely necrotic, and my muscles would be dehydrated and atrophied, and the loss of calcium would lead to rickets, and I would not even be able to straighten my waist. That's it, let me crawl at your feet from now on, even if I can't do the glamorous position in front of the stage, I can go behind the scenes to serve you. Let me appease the over-energized populace, and perhaps I can divert the attention of the restless workers to a safe place. ”

"Can you appease those twittering fellows?" said Frank the Great, feeling compassion and becoming intrigued.

"Yes, I can appease the revolting peasants, the disgruntled workers, the complaining barefoot, the scheming revolutionaries. I will build you the perfect entertainment system to please your people. "Really, Your Majesty, when I found out that the Eye of Truth was an entertainment broadcasting system, I thought fate was a - but I've come to terms with reality, Your Majesty, I'll just do what I can." Please let me build you an entertainment system that will please the common people, even if they are not well fed and clothed, it will keep the country and the people safe, so that you can rest easy. ”

The ups and downs of the labor tide in Paris and the constant strife in the suburbs made Frank the Great anxious. If Isaac could calm the people's emotions, it would be a good thing that Fran the Great would be happy to accept.

"How would you build this entertainment system?" said Fran the Great, helping the dwarf to his feet.

The dwarf looked up excitedly, and the swaying fire pupils were full of whimsy: "Because the Eye of Truth is an entertainment broadcasting system composed of one billion nanometer units, I can build a giant screen with simultaneous sound and picture on any terrain, and deliver performances synchronously, without technical support or public construction, in one step, at zero cost." For the bored humans of the Middle Ages, the audio-visual stimulation of sound and picture synchronization was the top entertainment! it was enough to divert their attention from their salary, right?"

Fran the Great thought for a moment, this plan was indeed tempting. The military and police can only attack the fortifications, but entertainment can attack the heart. Reassuring citizens with light and shadow entertainment that would not appear until 200 years later could have a wonderful effect. It's free anyway.

"How can I trust you? How can you guarantee that you will not use this broadcast system to plot a coup d'état?" the emperor was wary.

"I can sign a contract that I will never broadcast military-related content, and I vow to focus on entertainment, dedicate myself to entertainment, and entertain to death. "The dwarf longs for the emperor's support, and he swears.

The emperor was tempted.

"When the people are exposed to new audiovisual entertainment, they are surprised, then curious, then fascinated, and finally dependent - we can even charge them for tickets, and even for shows," the dwarf seduced the emperor hoarsely: "Come to think of it, that's a lot of taxes." Think about Xiaoqian's income when she was a star. She alone can feed a small country. ”

The establishment of an entertainment delivery system can not only calm labor disputes, land enclosure conflicts, and labor movements, but also bring additional economic income.

Emperor Fran was itching and felt that there was a feather in his heart.

"I canonize you as the Minister of Imperial Entertainment. Fran the Great agreed: "Put aside for a moment the mistakes you made at the front." The letter of appointment will arrive in a week, so take your sin and make meritorious deeds. ”

"Minister of Entertainment! I will not live up to this ancient title. The dwarf swore sweetly and hoarsely, rubbing his paws and slowly retreating: "At your service, my majesty." ”

"You go, the Imperial Library doesn't need you. Fran the Great chased away the guests and turned back to his private library.

The dwarf turned his head without hesitation, hunched into his cloak, and staggered out, the sound of "knock, knock, knock" crutches sped through the crowd of engineers to the lonely gate, and wanted to open the door and go out, but he couldn't reach the doorknob on tiptoe.

"Do me a favor?" the gnome asked the sentry sweetly.

The sentry walked over and opened the door for it.

"Walk slowly, Sir Isaac. The sentry said.

"Thank you. The dwarf bowed his head and replied sweetly, and the soldier could only see its rickety body and huge hood, and he watched the dwarf go away in the night.