Chapter 6 What Do They Think in Their Heads?

PS:I'm going out with a few friends tonight.,So there's only one chapter today.,Sorry...... I really want to burst the liver update

After inspecting the storage of silk and other inventory goods, Sinan Pei rushed to his office without stopping. Since the town hall had been borrowed by the king, he and the mayor of the town of Aliai, Mr. Bernard, rented a separate building for official business. Don't ask why Sinampe's office is with the local mayor's office, it's because almost all the affairs handled by Sinampe are inseparable from Aliai Town. It is impossible for Sinampe to build all the factories he planned in the countryside, and it is impossible for Theresa's castle to become a distribution center for commodity circulation. In that case, it was most convenient for him to stay with the mayor of Aliai.

As for the king, it's better not to see it. Since sleeping in the same bed with Theresa unconsciously, Sinampei has become more and more weak in the face of the king, and the town hall where the king currently lives is not so much the center of power in a country as the general headquarters and general logistics department of this country, the king leads the nobles who are loyal to him, and all day long is concerned about how to raise troops to counterattack the north.

The victory on the western coastline had already raised the confidence of the people, and the nobles had begun to calculate in their hearts how to fight back to the north and reclaim their own fiefdoms.

The king did not give the fiefdoms of the south to anyone, but sent envoys everywhere, recognizing the autonomy of the towns and providing them with the necessary protection in exchange for their loyalty to him, which almost cheerfully accepted the king's terms compared to the oppression of the nobles in the past. The nobles who saw this were also completely dead to their desire to gain new territories in the south - even if they did, the people would not welcome them - but the king had to agree to ensure that the nobles were loyal to him, and after taking back the north, he would share more benefits with the nobles.

It was a complete empty check, but the king's skill was still outstanding, and he managed to exchange some of the lands along the coast for the trust of the nobles, and maintained his credibility, so that these guys had to pinch their noses and agree with the king's plan. Anyway, in their eyes, Cape's south is still a barren and barren land, and the north is the core of Cape.

When it came to their own vital interests, the nobles became the most urgent demands for the Northern Expedition.

Sinampei was very worried about this, which was almost like the government planning a counteroffensive against the Japanese in 1942 when the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression was at its worst. But in fact, even the discerning people are firmly believing in their own victory, but this time cannot be regarded as the right time.

Since some people can't help but want to make waves, Si Nanpei has to bite the bullet and hurry up to get his big construction plan.

"We have to expand cement production even further, not only by expanding the warehouses, but also by the few munitions factories that are still on paper. ”

"If there is not enough space in the city, then go to the suburbs, don't be afraid of trouble, recruit refugees nearby, and it is also good to work for relief." Don't worry about leaks! The manufacture of this cement is not a secret at all, listen to me!"

"The guild doesn't agree, hmph, give them a little more dry shares, we are not short of money now, what we lack is strength! We can't let anyone hinder our construction plan, even His Majesty the King!"

In this way, Sinampei ran back and forth, talked with the mayor and the landlord, talked with the landlord, and finally talked with the refugees, and it took almost a month before he finally got the big frame of another cement factory.

Then, when he pulled out a sum of money from Theresa's warehouse to start construction in earnest, the door to his office was kicked open.

"Who? Who! I don't know how to be polite!" Si Nanpei didn't raise his head, so he scolded loudly, "No matter how urgent the matter is, you have to knock on the door first, I don't know if I've been annoyed lately!"

"Hmph. The person who came didn't speak, but just this soft hum, which made Sinampei's hairs stand upside down.

The person who came was Theresa.

Sinan Pei wiped his cold sweat, got up from his seat, and smiled cautiously at Theresa: "Your Highness, what kind of wind blew you here?"

It's not Sinan Pei who is afraid of guilt, but the most recent ...... He seems to be a little too cold about Theresa for work, and it is not uncommon for him not to see each other for days, let alone do something shameful.

"His Majesty the Pope has sent an envoy to summon you. Theresa spoke succinctly, but with a hint of resentment on her face—and it seemed that it could be understood as resentment......

"His Majesty the Pope, envoy?" Si Nanpei was a little unresponsive. Pope, who is that? That is the supreme of the entire Litian Sect world! How could such a big man who has nothing to do with himself suddenly summon himself?

Theresa put her arms around Sinampei's neck, "Kiss me." ”

"Yes, dear. Sinampei smiled and pecked at Theresa's little face.

"His Majesty the Pope...... It seems that he has accepted Father Clément's offer, and it seems that he wants to hire you, the Count from Seris, as an advisor. Theresa kissed Sinampei again, then looked him in the eye and said.

"I still can't believe that the Pope would send an envoy for a little person like me. Sinampei shook his head.

"Nor is it an envoy sent specifically for you. Theresa paused, then added, "It's a cardinal...... He, well, he also intends to reconcile the feud between Caledonia and us, at the very least, before defeating the Tuks who invaded westward, hoping that both of us will be able to exercise restraint and devote as much force as possible to the battlefield of jihad......"

"I heard you right!" Sinampe plucked his ears in disbelief, "The war has been fought to the point where it is so endless, and His Majesty the Pope still expects us to compromise with the Caledonians?"

This is as ludicrous as counting on a post-World War I rapprochement between France and Germany.

Is there anyone who can't tell the difference between the ethereal religious righteousness and one's own life and death and which is more important? Sinampei felt that this pope's holy oracle might ......

His Majesty had agreed in principle to the ten-year armistice. Theresa looked struggling to speak, "because...... Edward of Caledonia had also agreed to the agreement. The envoy arrived first in Boulogne, then to the city of Pali, and finally turned back south to the town of Aliai. ”

"I can't figure it out. Sinampei shook his head.

"I can't figure it out either. Theresa lowered her voice, "Edward seems to have stated that he will return the territories that he has usurped by the various families......"

Sinampei was completely silent.

What's going on in their heads?