The first thousand two hundred and sixty-three chapters are good fortune (seeking a monthly ticket)
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of the rain is loud, blocking out all nearby sounds. Looking from a distance, all the scenery is hazy, as if there is a thick layer of bowl between them.
There was not a single person to be seen on the originally noisy street at this time. It had already been completely silent.
But a carriage came slowly from the city gate, trudging along the muddy streets.
Although the horse is nailed with iron paws, it still slips from time to time when walking on the streets that have been in disrepair for a long time. It can only stagger forward. The smallest said "novel"
And every time this time, the car is also swaying, and the passengers sitting in the car are suffering.
The male reporter of "Red Maple Leaf" in Maple Leaf Danlin and the female reporter of "Economic Observer" in Nai'an had to hold on to the car window tightly to avoid hitting the car and then hurriedly retracted their bodies to avoid those who came through the gaps in the car.
rainwater seeping in
However, due to the poor condition of the car, more and more rainwater seeped in, gradually getting the clothes of the two people wet.
If it weren't for the last bit of rationality that was struggling to support it, the female reporter would almost have to go outside to take shelter from the rain and at least say "novel"
"This damn weather and roads are even worse in the capital." The female reporter wiped the rain off her clothes vigorously, looked at her soaked shoulders, and couldn't help complaining: "These guys can't repair the streets."
Is it better?"
Although she kept complaining, the male reporter next to her was secretly thanking the great God of Light.
That bitch has been peeking at the female reporter's chest that was wet by the rain. Through the thin layer of clothes, you can clearly see the white and pink flesh underneath.
This allowed him to fully appreciate the beautiful scenery of the beautiful reporter’s breasts and the mountains.
The female reporter just looked out the window and didn't pay attention to the pervert beside her. She just waited for a while and found that the other party still didn't answer. She felt a little strange and then said: "Hey, did you hear what I said?"
As he spoke, he turned his head
The male reporter couldn't help but be startled, and immediately turned his eyes away, and happened to meet the female reporter's eyes.
Looking at the other party's beautiful and bright eyes, he couldn't help coughing a few times, forced himself to cover it up, and then said with a smile: "This is neither Maple Leaf Danlin nor the Naian Renren you are familiar with, junior sister."
The conditions in this place are difficult and transportation is inconvenient.
By the way, junior sister, do you know how much it costs to repair a road?"
The female reporter shook her head honestly, and her plump breasts jumped playfully. She pursed her lips and guessed: "It probably won't take much. In Nai'an, the road hardening project was completed very quickly."
The male reporter smiled and shook his head and said: "It's at least hundreds of thousands of gold coins.
For a small and poor country like Leiria, if you have this money, you will definitely spend it on the army. Using money to build roads is not as effective as using money to expand the army and scare the people.
Besides, the worse the road is, the better it is for them.”
"Huh?"
The male reporter smiled and said: "The road is poor and the traffic capacity is also different. If the army of another country wants to attack, it is naturally not that convenient."
"Uh..." The female reporter was stunned for a moment, then she laughed dumbly, shook her head and said, "That's really the truth."
"If you have traveled on the mainland a lot, you will know that this is actually the norm in the mainland." The male reporter said with a smile: "On the contrary, the Nai'an that Junior Sister is familiar with is a unique exception. Local rules and Junior Sister Nai'an
The rules are quite different
Not everyone is as enlightened as Lord Lorraine
Scarlet Blood Dragon Rider, this is not something that just anyone can be.
Behind this glorious name is not only martial arts that others cannot match, but also a far-sighted vision, concern for the people, and noble moral character."
The female reporter was silent for a moment, probably because she thought about what she had experienced on the mainland along the way and couldn't help but feel that the male reporter's words were correct.
They don't know that the reason why Sir Luo built roads vigorously was just because of a slogan from his time: "If you want to be rich, build roads first, have more children and plant more trees."
And because all road construction is contracted by various engineering teams under the Flying Eagle Company, regardless of the slogan "If you want to be rich, build roads first", it is true for the common people, but it is not true for Sir Alex.
But his pocket is really bulging a lot.
Although Sir Alex Ferguson was building roads for himself, there was no mischief in this, but the popular saying in the construction industry that "gold bridges, silver roads, and grass buildings" is not for nothing.
And thanks to Sir Alex's technological knowledge that transcends the times, even if it is just repaired casually, the quality of the road is completely sufficient. After all, the largest load-carrying vehicle in this era is just a carriage, which is not powerful enough to run.
A heavy-duty coal-pulling truck with a load of one hundred tons
The two were silent for a while. The female reporter suddenly thought of something, and then asked: "Brother, is the person we are going to interview...reliable?"
"Oh, him," the male reporter patted the car door and laughed, and introduced: "He is also an alumnus of ours. He graduated from Maple Leaf Danlin. He is one year below me. We had a good relationship in school. It is said that he is doing well in China.
"
At this point, he thought of something, was stunned for a while, and then sighed: That guy wasn't as good at studying as he was, he wasn't as good at fighting, and he wasn't as handsome as he was when he was in the academy. He was just a complete loser.
Bag
But after leaving the academy, I have been working for so many years, and now I am just a reporter, with just enough food and clothing.
But because he has a good father, that guy suddenly joined the government of the kingdom. After so many years, he is now prosperous and very proud.
There’s really no comparison between people’s experiences~
The so-called fate plays tricks on people, but it’s just like this
He couldn't help but laugh at himself. After a while, the female reporter next to him showed a look of concern, and then he came back to his senses and continued: "For this mission to Leiria, I have this relationship with the editor-in-chief.
Only then did I agree to come
You should also pay attention in the future, our alumni are all over the world, this is a precious resource that can be put to great use at critical moments."
The female reporter accepted the instruction humbly, nodded repeatedly, and said, "Thank you, senior brother, for your guidance."
"But for you, you don't need to care too much." The male reporter suddenly remembered something and said: "Your Flying Eagle Group's power is also spread across the mainland, and it is much more convenient to use than alumni.
At least it’s not necessary for accommodation and finding someone”
The female reporter of the "Economic Observer" only relied on a press card. The Eagle Group's office in Leiria immediately arranged food and accommodation, helped deliver letters and contact locals, saving a lot of trouble.
This kind of treatment made the reporters of "Red Maple Leaf" very envious. When they went out for sniffing, they always had a blank look in their eyes. They were unfamiliar with the place and suffered a lot.
Sometimes I am not familiar with the terrain and even have to sleep in the wilderness. Most of the time I have gained nothing after running for a month or two.
It's not like the Nai'an-based news agencies directly have the local branch of the Flying Eagle Group to act as a local snake.
No wonder some people say that the branches of the Flying Eagle Group are actually intelligence agencies. Their tentacles are too wide.
The carriage drove into a forest and followed the forest road to a courtyard gate.
The coachman shouted outside: "Sir, we are here"
The two people pushed open the car door and jumped out. Thousands of people knocked on the door.
Soon a servant in livery opened the door and said respectfully: "Hello, sir, our master is not at home."
The reporter from "Red Maple Leaf" laughed and said: "We have made an appointment and said that an old friend of Maple Leaf Danlin No. 12 is coming to visit."
When he heard that he was from Maple Leaf Danlin, the servant did not dare to neglect and said: "Please wait a moment."
He turned around and reported inside.
A few minutes later, the door creaked open and the servant pointed to the house behind and said: "Sir, please come in, sir."
The two people walked quickly into the courtyard despite the rain. A man in his thirties walked up to the door and shouted excitedly: "Brother Ernst, why are you here?"
The reporter stepped forward to hug "Red Maple Leaf" and patted it with his hands, his joy was beyond words.
Reporter Ernst said: "Although I am from the government, I just came to see you when I have the opportunity."
Then he pointed at the female reporter next to him and said: "Julie, the first editor of Naian's "Economic Observer" magazine is the right-hand man under Lord Lorraine, and the elementary school girl of our Maple Leaf Danlin."
Then he pointed at the owner and introduced to Julie: "Baron Munzenberg, a senior of the 818th class, was also a man of the hour back then."
Count Munzenberg grabbed Julie's little hand affectionately, kissed it, and said with a smile: "Welcome, come, coming to me is like coming home."
Julie also has a cheerful personality, and immediately smiled generously and said: "Thank you, senior"
Ernst put his arm around Count Munzenberg's shoulders intimately and said, "I said, what's going on? Your servant above actually said you were not at home."
Count Munzenberg sighed helplessly and said: "No matter who you go to these days, you will say you are not at home.
The wind has been so bad recently that we small fish and shrimps are so scared that we are hiding.”
"Oh," Ernst nodded thoughtfully and thought for a moment: "Is it related to De Rossi and his son?"
Count Munzenberg curled his lips and said angrily: "This old boy has been giving Leiria a hard time recently.
Fortunately, I am a poor man and have no money to lend him money, otherwise I would have to eat chaffy vegetables now.
I heard that the king is determined to deal with him. No, we have to hide.
The Wang family's family affairs are full of inside stories, and we can't afford to get involved.
Julie clapped her hands excitedly and said, "That's why we came here. Is the news confirmed?"
Count Munzenberg was dumbfounded in surprise. He looked at the lively Miss Julie and said, "Are you here for De Rossi?"
Ernst explained: "Who told this guy to keep his eyes open? He offended Lord Lorraine. We are here to fight the lost dog."
Count Munzenberg shook his head with a smile and said: "I'm serious this time. The old boy lost more than two million in taxes. We will have to drink from the northwest for the next half year. The Crown Prince has been working in tandem for a long time to get rid of him.
De Rossi and his son are completely defeated”
"Is there any valuable news?" Ernst stepped forward and whispered.
Count Munzenberg whispered: "Don't say it was me who said it."
"Don't worry," Ernst patted his chest hard and said firmly: "You don't know me yet, bro. The newspapers only talk about people who want to be imprisoned."
Munzenberg glanced at Julie and saw that she was listening attentively with her two crystal ears all day, and said: "The news within the palace is that it is said that De Rossi and his son will be imprisoned for life, and their family property will be sold and returned."
Creditors, however, the property of De Rossi and his son has been confiscated by the Crown Prince. Although it is said to be 'repayment', according to my estimation, it is only a verbal deal at most.
However, the father and son probably won’t live long, and they might die of a sudden illness that day.”
This was such heavyweight inside information that Ms. Julie was so shocked that she covered her mouth and quickly wrote it down.
As long as it is sent back to the headquarters, it will be news that is big enough to be on the cover.
This year’s Golden Pen Award relies on this follow-up report
"Senior, please tell me about the daily behavior of De Rossi and his son. Do they have any anecdotes?" Julie moved her buttocks to the side of Count Munzenberg and said affectionately like a coquettish person.
She planned to dig deeper into the characters of De Rossi and his son to write a final report, exploring the mental journey of De Rossi and his son on the wrong path.
"This," Count Munzenberg shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I can't finish it in three days and three nights. In short, this father and son are not good people..."
At this time, the three people in the room suddenly heard the ringing of the bell, and looked up out of the window in surprise.
The servant opened the door in a panic and ran in, shouting loudly as he ran: "Master, it's the palace's alarm bell, it's the alarm bell."
Count Munzenberg stood up suddenly with a shock.
The sound of "dang-dang-dang" drifted in from the open door.
Ernst and Julie asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Munzenberg casually grabbed his coat and said nervously: "Something happened in the palace. This is the bell that summons the courtiers urgently. I have to go and take a look."
Munzenberg put a bunch of coats on his body, hurried to the door, and shouted: "Prepare the car!"
Ernst asked in confusion: "What happened?"
Munzenberg took the cane handed over by the servant, straightened his clothes in the mirror, and said: "Maybe it's a good thing. De Rossi and his son have killed the king and want to declare victory."
You have nowhere to go, so just stay here for a few days and let’s catch up on old times and wait for me to come back.”
Seeing Count Munzenberg's carriage leaving the courtyard in the rain, Julie held her notebook on the table and started writing a report, muttering: "This time I finally caught a big news."
A few hours passed, and it got darker and later. The two of them waited until dinner time at Count Munzenberg's house, but Count Munzenberg still didn't come back.
This made the two reporters itchy. It was obvious that something big had happened, but they could only sit here and wait for the news. It was undoubtedly a torture.
The sky was getting dark, but there were dense footsteps on the street outside, which sounded like the sound of an army passing by in formation.
Ernst had been impatient for a long time and was pacing back and forth in the room. Hearing the sound, his heart suddenly jumped for no reason. He felt a little frightened and had a bad premonition in his heart.
Reporter Ernst couldn't help but walked out of the room, came to the door, quietly opened it a crack, and peeked out.
In the last dim light of the evening, groups of heavily armed soldiers were seen walking through the streets in the rain.
The soldiers moved quickly, walked with their heads buried in silence, and walked in a hurry, giving off a vague smell of ominousness.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Julie's surprised voice suddenly came from behind. Ernst was so frightened that he almost jumped up and hurriedly closed the door with a clang.
Turning around and seeing it was Julie, Ernst patted his chest and took a breath and said, "It's you. It scared me. There are soldiers on the street. Something doesn't seem right."
Julie opened the door again and took a peek, saying, "Didn't you say you were arresting De Rossi and his son?"
Ernst frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Catch De Rossi, we can't use such a large formation, something must have happened~"
Julie was frightened by Ernst's serious expression. She held her hands nervously on her chest and said, "What will happen?"
"At best, King Leiria is taking precautions," Ernst thought. "At worst, De Rossi is willing to tie his hands and launch a military coup. That would be terrible.
"
"Ah~" This was the first time for Julie to experience this kind of thing. When she thought of coups, wars, and dead people, she immediately panicked.
She is just a reporter for an economic magazine. She should hang out in high-class social situations such as aristocrats, officials and entrepreneurs, and listen to them criticize the situation and talk about the world.
Rather than a war correspondent risking his life with a sword.
Julie nervously grabbed Ernst's sleeve and asked in a panic: "What should we do if a fight really breaks out?"
Ernst had no choice. Munzenberg hadn't come back yet, and his mind was blank. He could only shake his head helplessly and said, "Let's wait and see. Judging from the current situation, it's still safe."
The two of them returned to the room to wait, and soon it became completely dark.
Count Munzenberg's servant served dinner at the right time, but neither of them had much appetite. They just took a few bites and went back to the living room to wait.
Gradually, the sound of horse hooves from a large group of cavalry was heard outside. The situation was unknown and the two of them did not even dare to go out.
Just when they were at a loss what to do, suddenly a soaked rain man rushed into the living room.
Julie and Ernst looked up and found that this person was Munzenberg's old housekeeper.
Water was dripping from the butler's body, soaking through the expensive carpet. His clothes were sticking to his body and his hair was messy. He looked very embarrassed.
The housekeeper walked over quickly, picked up the two people sitting on the sofa, and walked out without saying anything, saying hurriedly: "Quick, come with me."
Ernst was confused and asked: "What's wrong?"
The butler wiped the rain from his face and said quickly: "There is no time to explain, Mr. De Rossi has just ascended the throne and became the king."
This earth-shattering news stunned both of them. Even if De Rossi's coup happened, they would not be as surprised as they are now. It was completely beyond their imagination.
"He became a king?" Julie murmured with blank eyes: "How is that possible?"
The housekeeper dragged the two people out of the room, pushed them into a simple carriage parked at the door, and said: "It's too late to explain. The master just had time to sneak out and confess to me. He ordered me to send you two out of the city immediately. It's too late."
, I’m afraid you are in danger.”
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