Day 2

On August 30, 1735, the upheaval came, known as the "next day". Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

During the day, everything is still calm. More and more people went to church, and the streets were thriving. Frederick took advantage of the sunny day and quietly went to the War Department.

The War Department has become a mess of ants, handsome officers with straight faces can trot when they walk, and secretaries who hold documents to convey military orders are constantly shuttling, they speak quickly and concisely, often leaving down an order and turning their heads to leave. Phrases like "count the roster", "recall all", "reschedule" replace sentences, all for the sake of efficiency.

Frederick felt that the military department must have smelled something, so he was nervous as if he was about to go to war. It made him more sure.

Then, led by a staff officer, he knocked on the door of Admiral Farina's office.

"Come in. The old dragoon quickly closed all the folders, held his hands on the table, and looked up at Frederick. Admiral Farina accepted the appointment and waited for him in his office.

Admiral Farina strictly forbade Filia to associate with Frederick, and this was the first time he had seen Frederick himself. To the admiral's astonishment, Frederick was not as impulsive as he had imagined, and his eyes were no longer as spewing with contempt as before. Frederick, who walked in, was just a relaxed young man, like a nephew visiting his elders.

"Is it soundproof?" asked Frederick as the other staff officers withdrew.

Admiral Farina nodded, and he stared into Frederick's eyes, trying to dig into the young man's heart, but the young man didn't mind at all, because Frederick glanced at the admiral, smiled, and walked straight to the rattan chair in front of the pear wood table.

"St. Peter's failure to kill Ferdinand must have disappointed you. As soon as Frederick sat down in his chair, his head was raised, his fingers crossed on his chest, and he looked at the Admiral in the most comfortable position.

The admiral did not speak, staring at Frederick in silence.

This cold scene makes people's hearts furious.

Frederick was suddenly under a lot of pressure, and there was an embarrassment that he was bored. In the predicament, he was a little flustered, and countless thoughts ran through his mind: "The general doesn't want to be open and honest with me?" "Actually, the military department doesn't need me that much?" "Or am I speaking too bluntly and offending the majesty of the general?"

For a moment, Frederick was eager to pour out all his heartfelt words, praying that he would impress the admiral with sincerity, or at least ease the atmosphere. But in that case, he couldn't test what the admiral was thinking.

So Frederick was stunned. He decided to try again.

"Looks like I'm bored with myself. Frederick honestly said, "If the military department is not in the slightest dissatisfied with the king's edict, then it is time for me to leave." ”

He nodded politely, then stood up with his buttons pressed and ready to go.

"You know very well that the edict is betraying the country. Admiral Farina struck the finger and finally spoke.

Frederick stood with his back to the admiral, raised his head, closed his eyes and smiled, and thought, "Damn, old fox, you are also in a hurry." ”

Then Frederick turned his head, slightly moved, and showed sincere concern: "Do you think so?"

Admiral Farina felt like a ship, being carried round and round into a huge whirlpool of the sea.

"Yes. The expansion of the National Guard is the next resort, and there are at least three inexpensive alternatives to it. The sale of treasury bonds, which seems to be a last resort, is actually killing chickens and taking eggs. The admiral said as he stared at Frederick as he slowly sat back in the circle chair: "The finances of the empire are still supportive, and it is not yet embarrassed to the point of selling 20 million national bonds to save the emergency. Taking the initiative to take on a huge debt is no different from kicking a stool and hanging yourself. ”

"Oh. Frederick nodded thoughtfully, frowned, and said, "The king may have been confused for a moment, and we should remind him that it is wrong." ”

"The Minister of War has made many efforts, but the king has made up his mind, and the army is powerless. The edict has been sent to the Chief Secretary for Administration for enforcement. Admiral Farina opened the conversation, and the more speculative the two talked, the more the Admiral could not understand what Frederick was thinking, but became more open and honest: "If the Empress Regent was in power, she would never be so closed-minded." ”

"Oh, that won't. Frederick raised his head and firmly agreed: "Never!"

"But when Prince Ferdinand marries the Regent, the Empress's reign will be far away. The Admiral couldn't hold it back.

"Then it's not a matter for the military department to worry about," Frederick suddenly turned against the guest and solved the problem for the general: "What can the military department do? You can't disobey the king's orders, right? The king has Prince Ferdinand in his hands, and the military department can't do the following things, right? What's more, the more disgruntled the military department is, the more respectful and obedient it must be, and it must clear itself of the suspicion of supporting the army and respecting itself? The military department has a very high reputation and is very afraid of being labeled as a rebel, and this has always been the case. In fact, the military department is very constrained and embarrassed. ”

Admiral Farina froze for a moment. These words were all official words and clichés that he had brewed in his stomach, and they were all drafts that he was prepared to use against Frederick. Unexpectedly, Frederick said it all, but the admiral had nothing to say.

"I'm glad you can see the peak...... Admiral Farina said mechanically.

"But Ferdinand must die. Frederick pressed his five fingers on the table, stood up, and was silently pushed away by an inch: "I kill him, you can arrest me." Don't worry about feelings, I'm willing to be cannon fodder. ”

Admiral Farina was completely stunned. He raised his head in embarrassment, looked up at Frederick with his mouth open, his white beard trembling twice on his face, and he couldn't get used to this straightforward gift for a while, and he didn't know whether to honestly say "thank you" or politely say "I didn't hear such words".

Frederick stared sternly at the old admiral, waiting for him to reply.

Admiral Farina was so surprised that his mouth opened and his mouth was dry with embarrassment, and his pale lips twitched twice, and he actually asked a sincere question: "Did you find that you had no chance of winning, so you broke the jar?"

"I'm going to win. But we hillbillies all believe in a principle of struggle: only by losing everything can we win more. Frederick looked down at the stunned admiral, and with a condescending attitude, he completely grasped the initiative of the conversation, and his Sven momentum crushed the office: "The assassination of Ferdinand was the act of the Bafarian military, and it has nothing to do with you. The dragoons and the Wehrmacht can stay out of the way, and when I kill Ferdinand, you will arrest me and deal with the endgame in a rescue posture, and then you can set up a regency council to assist Elena in ruling and claim to have no knowledge of my treachery, and I will not confess a word, and the conversation we have here has never happened in history. The military is innocent, that's what you want. ”

"You've given us so much, and what have you got?" Admiral Farina, who no longer played those negotiation skills, was anxious to know Frederick's plan.

"I want to win, and I trust your patriotism - because the capitalists can transfer their assets, they can abandon the country without any nostalgia, unlike you, as soon as you lose your empire, you will be penniless. So I believe in your patriotic fervor. Frederick fluttered away this explanation, answered all the Admiral's questions, and bewildered the Admiral: "In the end, I just want to win." ”

Then Frederick took off his count's hat, held it across his chest, bowed gently, put it on, and opened the door without hesitation.

In the corridor, the staff officer sat at a desk ten meters away, and when he saw Frederick passing by, he stood up and saluted.

Frederick nodded slightly and walked away.

Admiral Farina sat fluttering in his office, like a confessed woman, thinking about what he had just heard, but unable to figure out what Frederick was planning. For the first time, he was so confused, like he was stuck in a thick fog, and he could only see a part of it, but he could not see the whole picture. This made him feel frustrated, and he gradually felt that Frederick had become terrible.

If Frederick had died in a coup d'état, it would have made it easier for the admiral, because Frederick's tricks were nothing more than that, and there was no need to delve into them.

If Frederick really fought against the odds and won a big victory, it would make the admiral feel terrified. Because the admiral had witnessed Frederick's growth, he had no idea when Frederick had become so stoic and so calm and mysterious. He will feel the urgency of the "terrible afterlife", and he will understand why Filia is stubbornly in love with him.

If Frederick wins. (To be continued.) )