"Oh, old classmate, when you were summoned back to China by bad news, my chirping birds were watching you closely. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoDon't you know that a good web of intelligence is the key to the spider's survival?" Walter and Frederick stood side by side, overlooking the hall, and took out another cigar with their itchy hands, and fumbled for the lighter: "Breischroeder kicked away Bafaria like an abandoned mistress, but he colluded with the bankers of Paris to settle a huge amount of compensation, and he made a lot of money just by charging a 1% fee. You don't hate him? Haha, you want to skin him. ”

Ophelia turned to look at her brother, and saw Frederick's nails digging into the fir railing, and his face was furrowed expressionlessly, which was particularly shocking.

Walter smoked triumphantly, squinting at him, knowing he was right—bingo, to pull back a game.

"But I have heard that Braeschroeder, in the name of the Habs, imposed a heavy tax on the merchant ships of Watertown - a monopolistic competition with clear intentions. In the long run, even if the shipping of the water city prospered, it would be difficult for the tobacco and cotton sold back from the colonies to make inland profits, because most of the money was eaten up by Braeschroed. Frederick leaned over the railing and looked down on the nobles in the hall, threatening his close friends: "Greedy people are accustomed to hunting like wolves. You can't sell your goods in Wiener, let alone in Paris, because they can easily form a customs union privately. It is to be expected that sooner or later, the splendor of the water city will be eaten away by the inland bankers, or even swallowed up. ”

"So, what are we both talking nonsense about here?" Walter showdowned. He turned to look at Frederick, who took the cigarette but did not smoke: "Let us put our muskets into the chrysanthemum gate of Braischroed, chant the hymn, and pull the trigger." ”

"Tsk, that's disgusting. Ophelia looked disgusted and leaned against her brother.

Frederick turned to look directly at the pot-bellied Walter and stretched out his hand: "Then I'll be responsible for poking the pistol into his." It is my duty to do so. Did you bring what I wanted?"

"Ah, that's domineering. Ophelia bit her lip and stared at her brother. When he was intoxicated, he suddenly tilted his body, and was suddenly dragged aside by Otto, who was passing by in a hurry, to speak.

"Brought, a whole wagon, all sealed in the back warehouse. Walter was finally able to smoke unscrupulously, and looked down at the railing with relief, squinting and smoking: "You sister, what a tricky thing." No girl ever dared to call me disgusting. ”

"It's tricky. She saw everyone who said it was disgusting. Frederick and Walter stood side by side with a sigh of helplessness.

"Really, I'm almost disgusted by the colorful girl, but your sister, the Holy Father, is like a clear stream among women, and the moment she spits out the word 'disgusting', my whole body is refreshed. Walter expressed his thoughts vigorously, "My heart fluctuated violently just now, and I was even thinking that if our family officially married, I could safely and boldly lend you money." ”

"And you're a mudslide in the financial world. Frederick squinted his eyes and calmly refused: "If you want to marry my sister, you will dump your dozen mistresses first." ”

"Oh come on. As long as they are not too down-and-out aristocrats, who do not have a few mistresses. I'm the premier colonial merchant in Watertown, and it's basic decency to be left and right. ”

"Shut up. That's why I don't want to sell you paintings. Perverted. Frederick said unhappily.

"Oh baby, I'm going to make a decision on your drawing. No one here would dare to bid against me. Walter went downstairs with confidence.

Frederick looked back and saw Otto pinching Ophelia's thin wrist, babbling anxiously. So Frederick went over and asked, "What do you say?"

"Tsk. Otto, who seemed to have failed in his persuasion, frowned and let go of his sister, leaned against the wall with his chest folded in annoyance, and glared fiercely at the hall downstairs, where the song and dance had leveled.

Ophelia rubbed her wrist and told Frederick: "Brother Otto wants me to stop this auction - these precious collections and paintings are the inheritance of the family, and it is very distressing to sell them." ”

"What do you think?" said Frederick, looking down at his sister.

"My brother is a gentle person, and I think my brother is more distressed than us when he sells these things...... You went to Wiener to pursue art. These baroque paintings are a collection that you have sought out to collect. You can't bear to cut your love, there must be a helpless reason. Ophelia looked at Otto, who was still angry, and said in her heart, "So I will try to support Brother Frederick and not cause trouble." ”

Otto was isolated, gritted his teeth and "cut", simply silent, staring at the dancing nobles on the first floor with his eyes erupting, if he was replaced as the head of the house, it was estimated that he would have the heart to chase away the guests.

Frederick reached out and patted Otto on the shoulder, but he shook him away.

"Otto, we are short of money...... As soon as Frederick opened his mouth, Otto poked Frederick's chest with his finger in annoyance: "Are you so short of money? You still have 100 ounces of gold, enough for you to spend a month drinking! I tell you again and again that the ancestral property is the honor of the William family, and it must not be desecrated! Have you auctioned the mansion and obtained the consent of the priest!"

Duke William's identity was a family secret, and Otto was careful to replace him with a "priest" even at home.

"Agreed. Frederick whispered.

"......" Otto was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while, and he looked at Frederick sadly for two seconds, and then suddenly clenched his fists and walked out.

"Why are you going?" exclaimed Frederick softly.

"Practice swords. Otto sassed downstairs, swayed through the crowd, eliciting screams from the ladies, and then he walked into the armed showroom and disappeared.

"Brother Otto!" Ophelia felt sorry for Otto and wanted to chase after her, but was gently grabbed by Frederick and pulled into her arms.

"Let him sweat all his body, let his anger and impulsiveness run away with the sweat. Frederick bowed his head slightly, put his arms around her gently, rested his chin against his sister's slippery wig, closed his eyes and said, "In five days, my brother will take you to Wiener." There will be danger on the way, and you may not be able to come back. Will you set foot in the city of betrayal? ”

Frederick made up his mind that if Ophelia shook her head and said half a "no", he would leave her at Fort William, heavily guarded and impregnable.

"Wherever my brother goes, Ophelia goes. You are the only light in my heart, and Ophelia can't trust anyone but her brothers. Ophelia reached out and grabbed her brother's waistcoat, rubbed her face against his shirt, and buried her head in his arms: "Don't leave Ophelia alone, please." ”

Frederick gently hugged his sister and cast his eyes into the distant night. The dark future is full of known dangers, blocking the dawn of the unknown. His sister has made a brave decision, and he must move forward fearlessly.

"What follows is the most interesting battle that humanity has ever seen. Frederick agreed, lifted her chin with her index finger, and coaxed her observantly: "How to sell worthless things for a black heart, use your imagination." ”

Ophelia burst into tears and laughed, "poof" laughed and beat him: "Brother went to Wiener, did you learn to buy low and sell high?"

"Welcome to the world of capitalism. Frederick stepped back downstairs, gave the standard aristocratic salute, and invited Ophelia: "Let us begin to collect money merrily." ”

Ophelia's heart pounded, and she gently lifted her skirt reservedly, reached out to catch him, and asked him to lead her downstairs.

Walter looked up and saw Frederick politely leading the weak and polite Mademoiselle Marquis down the spiral staircase: the goose-yellow gown showed her elegant and charming shoulders and collarbones, and the blooming collar supported her young and bulging breasts, like an elf spitting out of a bud, and her skin was like snow, shy and beautiful. And as she walked downstairs, the evening breeze pushed her, so that the skirt rubbed with a moving silhouette, the slender waist loomed, and the slender thighs were youthful and charming, making people rise up with a love that could not be blasphemed.

"Oh my God, let me buy her for a thousand ships. Walter's eyes straightened, his glass of wine, and muttered in distraction.