He originally thought that Director Ino would show up at this moment, and the series of rhetoric he had prepared before could only be rearranged at this moment.
The alloy door, which seemed to Yang Ming to be as thin as paper, slowly opened, and Daphne, who was wearing a fluffy long skirt, a hat and a scarf, nodded to Yang Ming with a smile.
Two maids guarded the door, Daphne entered alone, and the alloy door slowly closed.
Yang Ming showed a tired face, fastened the top two buttons of his shirt, and looked up at the beautiful princess.
"I didn't expect to meet here."
Yang Ming shook his head and smiled.
Daphne bowed gracefully, then sat down at the corner table and said softly: "I didn't expect that Uncle Ino would specifically send me a message and ask me to come here to see you."
"Director Ino?"
Yang Ming frowned slightly: "Does he have any instructions?"
Daphne smiled sweetly: "My uncle said that he did not expect that you would reject the Sherman family's kindness in this way."
She is cheating.
Yang Ming's first reaction was to smile bitterly: "The director should know his capabilities better than anyone else. I care about this opportunity very much."
"But you were very resistant before," Daphne's ice-blue eyes seemed to be able to speak, revealing a little cunning. "It's useless to say this now. Father gave up the sharp sword You, and the Empire
The hero sadly passed away."
Yang Ming asked: "Your Highness is here just to make fun of me?"
"Of course not," Daphne said, "Uncle asked me to come over and ask you a few questions."
Yang Ming nodded: "Ask."
"These questions will affect your future. I must remind you to think carefully before answering."
Daphne's every move seemed to have been trained by the palace etiquette officer, including her raising her hands to take off her earrings.
The two light blue earrings flickered faintly after she pinched them a few times.
"From now on, our conversations will be recorded by these two devices.
"In order to prevent us from hurting each other with the rest of our conversation, please choose an earring to keep with you as our mutual secret.
"If you can't trust me, I can let them get your watch."
Yang Ming shook his head and smiled: "Your Highness, you are joking. How could I not trust you? I just...want my personal equipment more now."
Daphne nodded politely, turned around and walked out the door.
After being delayed for two minutes, Yang Ming slowly put on the watch that had been checked several times and took the earring on the left to hand.
"Your Highness, what do you want to ask?"
"It's a question from my uncle," Daphne said. "He is investigating your possible connections with foreign forces."
Yang Ming frowned slightly.
Daphne said:
"My uncle said that there were two problems that he couldn't figure out. The first problem was the timing. The timing of the kidnapping was too clever, especially when the royal family began to hype up the scandal between you and me, and a series of incidents suddenly appeared in the empire.
Public opinion against white ghosts.
"My uncle asked me, who in the current empire likes to play with public opinion the most?
"My answer is White Ghost."
"What does this mean?" Yang Ming frowned, "You mean, I sent someone to scold myself?"
"My uncle asked me the same question at the time," Daphne smiled elegantly and gently, "but my uncle told me that he couldn't find your motive for doing this. You should be extremely eager for this opportunity. This
It is a very important responsibility for you, unless..."
Yang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly.
Daphne smiled and said: "Unless, while investing in the empire, you also invest in other powerful countries, the New Federation, the Free United States, the Guel Alliance, or several other countries ranked among the top ten in terms of national power."
Yang Ming shrugged: "That's a little too high of me."
"My uncle also thinks it's unlikely. You don't have enough time. He has also researched suspicious objects in the top ten countries and found no politicians who are similar to you and have suddenly emerged."
Daphne paused for a moment, with a little doubt in her eyes:
"I don't quite understand what my uncle said, can you help me clarify it?"
Yang Ming muttered for a few times: "This is confidential, Your Highness Daphne. I will consider whether to answer you after you finish asking me the second question."
"I could actually ask my uncle."
Daphne smiled softly:
"My uncle asked you the second question. You shouldn't have cared so much about Hanton's parents, but you insulted the emperor because of this couple.
"You know His Majesty the Emperor. He will be very open-minded in front of all the people, but he will also be jealous of you. This is the worst moment he has not had in the past hundred years. This will make him nervous. Whenever he sees you, he will
Thinking of those three words, you simply lost the opportunity to develop in Emperor Star.
"Why?
"The above are my uncle's exact words. I actually don't agree with his evaluation of my father."
Yang Ming rubbed his eyebrows and whispered: "The director should know the answer to this question, why do you have to ask me again?"
"Uncle wants to hear your answer."
Yang Ming's thoughts started to change rapidly.
In front of him and on the recording equipment, Daphne said that her father was neurotic and petty.
This is actually a sign of sincerity. She will ensure that this recording does not spread.
But after Yang Ming carefully considered it, he still pressed the hidden button on the watch.
A few weak electric arcs flashed, and white smoke emitted from the two earrings on the table, the button on Daphne's chest, and the hairpin hidden in her long hair.
Daphne asked with a smile: "Why?"
"I think your uncle didn't ask you to record. You just wanted to have more leverage over me," Yang Ming said with a smile, "Now we can talk openly and honestly."
Daphne opened her hands: "Won't you search my body?"
"No, I'm confident in my gadget."
Yang Ming tapped his fingers on the dial a few times, and a shielding belt wrapped the two of them.
Yang Ming said: "I didn't have many thoughts in my mind at the time. Yes, I have great respect for my parents, but compared to my responsibilities, I can indeed sacrifice them."
The corners of Daphne's eyebrows twitched slightly, but she remained polite and did not interrupt Yang Ming's words.
Yang Ming sighed:
"What I was thinking at the time was that if I chose His Majesty's reputation and sacrificed my parents, my credibility with the people would collapse.
"I care more about what the people think of me, which is also the fundamental reason why His Majesty will reuse me.
"The empire can create more powerful super-modifiers at any time, but there are not many fighting individuals that can be recognized by the people and have the power to deter them with force.
"Public opinion and people's trust are my political foundation. Your Majesty's important use and rewards are just branches that extend from this foundation. If it were you, would you protect your own foundation or this achievement?"
"Foundation," Daphne said softly, "but I may take other methods, such as how to make the people feel that your parents should be sacrificed."
"My parents are also citizens of the empire. Under certain circumstances, they are a group of citizens," Yang Ming said. "This actually hides an equivalent question. When the empire is in crisis, should I, the hero, choose to save the people or the nobles."
Daphne was thoughtful.
Yang Ming said: "The current situation is that His Majesty the Emperor doesn't like me anymore. If my guess is correct, my territory and rewards will still be issued normally, and His Majesty will give me these benefits with great fanfare."
Daphne asked: "Have you never thought that my father can take these back at any time?"
"Yes, he can do that," Yang Ming said, "but as long as my public opinion card doesn't collapse, he won't do it."
Daphne said quickly: "The emperor of the empire can actually not care about the feelings of the people. The solid military power and technological barriers make the possibility of rebellion in the empire almost zero."
"This is not the emperor's idea. His Majesty has been on the throne for decades. What he wants now is very little, such as historical positioning and public recognition."
Yang Ming leaned forward and stared at Daphne:
"Every emperor who wants to be a wise king and leave a name in history will value reputation more than actual benefits.
"Material desire is the lowest pursuit, spiritual satisfaction is the greatest desire. Do you really understand the emperor's desire?"
Daphne was silent for a few seconds, then smiled and said: "In other words, you made the decision after comprehensive consideration?"
"In fact, it was the garbage robbers who scolded the emperor."
"But this is already the most serious loss of imperial deterrence in the empire's modern history."
"Perhaps this is the biggest purpose of the planners," Yang Ming whispered, "Analyzing from this perspective, the deterrent power of the empire is declining, who will benefit the most?"
Daphne whispered: "Great noble? New Federation?"
Yang Ming said: "I don't know, but I have been thinking about a question now, who can meet the industrial base required by those warships."
Daphne nodded slightly: "I will tell your uncle exactly what you said."
"Thanks."
"Why thank you?"
Yang Ming smiled bitterly and said, "You can still be a messenger to prevent Director Ino from completely giving up on me."
"My uncle also had to consider my father's senses, so he didn't come to see you directly," Daphne said. "Can you explain it to me? Why, you urgently need this power."
Yang Ming gently uttered two words: "Secret."
Daphne frowned slightly, but she was still restrained, reserved, and elegant.
She said: "You can rest assured now, my father has no intention of letting me marry you for the time being."
Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
Then!
Daphne pursed her lips and stared, her expression seemed to be angry.
Yang Ming spread his hands and said, "I have a girlfriend, and I love Catherine very much."
"Okay, Earl of Hanton!" Daphne stood up and saluted gracefully, "I had a great time chatting today. I hope we can have the opportunity to discuss these topics in more depth next time!"
After saying that, she took off the buttons and hairpins, placed them on the table, turned around and walked towards the iron door.
"Your Highness, walk slowly."
Yang Ming looked over and saw Daphne's back angrily holding up her skirt and walking away quickly, and couldn't help but laugh.
That's it?
Still fighting with him?
I couldn't last two rounds.
But having said that, will these two guys Hanyin and Hanxiang be implicated by him?
The old emperor, please don't take it out on them.
…
"That's not fair!"
In the Imperial Palace of Luofeng Empire, Emilia walked back and forth holding her metal sword.
"This is absolutely unfair! The emperor asked him to say it, and he will punish him even after he said it! Is he as emperor as this? Brother, you can't be tougher and protest directly through diplomacy!"
"Exposing our relationship with him will only make him more passive."
Edwang sighed helplessly:
"Don't worry, he will definitely be fine. The rulers of a system like the empire care most about public opinion and public opinion.
"The ideological erosion of countries such as the New Federation has made everyone understand the concepts of democracy and freedom, and whether the imperial network is still a unified structure.
"Levi Sherman once taught his children that the only thing that can tear an empire apart is public opinion. When the people want to leave, the empire will cease to exist.
"So, he must be fine."
"But the old emperor of the empire is now a coward, he is a coward!"
Emilia beat her chest angrily:
"Hunjun is capable of anything, and now he might be being hung up and being beaten with a small leather whip!"
Edwan:……
"Uh, is it the little leather whip I thought?"
"What?" Emilia didn't understand, "Isn't it just whipping?"
"Ah, that's right," Edwang squinted and smiled, "If you believe that your brother and I, the little emperor, have such a little bit of insight, just wait here calmly and calmly, probably... I'll do the math.
Star time... In another seven or eight hours, you can see a grand investiture ceremony."
"Award?"
Adwang pushed up the retinal protection glasses and said slowly:
"I can't guess the specifics, but this incident needs an ending.
"When public opinion is tired of praising the emperor, and when the people's enthusiasm for the words "big idiot" subsides, this incident should come to an end.
"My guess is that His Majesty the Emperor will take back most of White Ghost's authority, and then reward him with some noble titles that sound bluffing but are actually useless, and then give him a rich fief and let him leave the Emperor Star temporarily.
"If that's really the case..."
Adwang smiled: "Then I probably know who planned this incident."
"Who?" Emilia blinked.
Adwang rubbed the tip of his nose: "This is a secret... By the way, when you have time, go visit Yang Ming's Uncle Hatton. That energy tycoon is one of the pillars of our Luofeng."
"Mysterious," Emilia rolled her eyes, "I'm going back to class!"
"Remember! Don't do anything!"
"Know it!"
Adwang chuckled twice and continued to look down at the projection file.
It’s another day for model workers.
…
Yang Ming slept for a long time in the prison cell.
When he was awakened by a knock on the door, he stood up and shouted "come in". Hanyin and Hanxiang walked into the cell dejectedly holding their clothes.
"What's going on?"
Yang Ming asked cheerfully:
"My parents were rescued, why are you two so weak?"
They have been getting along with each other for a year. Although these two subordinates are not qualified in Yang Ming's opinion, they have a deep friendship.
Hanyin sighed quietly and briefly told what happened before.
They were expelled from the Tentacles.
This was actually the purpose of the aunts to protect the two of them. If they were allowed to return to the palace, the emperor might take offense to them if he saw them.
Now in the palace, all elements related to the white ghost are being quickly cleared.
Yang Ming laughed dumbly: "Then you two can continue to work with me. I will still pay you wages as usual, and you can also continue to pass some information back to the tentacle organization."
"Why are you so nice to us?" Hanyin threw a dress on Yang Ming, "Although this maid is unemployed, she still has principles and will never become your mistress casually!"
"Look," Yang Ming spread his hands, "What did I say? You are judging the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."
Hanxiang wondered: "What is a gentleman?"
"He is a man who obeys the rules, is polite, principled, reasonable, and knowledgeable," Yang Ming pointed at himself.
"Then you are not a gentleman at all," Hanyin snorted, "Hurry up and change your clothes. A large group of people are waiting outside. People from the Elders' Council and the Military Headquarters are here to confer medals and upgrade your military rank. Your Majesty also has
The will and reward are issued."
Yang Ming asked: "Live broadcast?"
"certainly."
"Go get me an imperial military uniform," Yang Ming said, "I want the camouflage uniform of the carrier-based commando."
Hanxiang immediately agreed, turned around and ran away.
Hanyin murmured in a low voice: "From now on, my sister and I will depend on each other. If you want to be discovered by me, you attack my sister. Be careful of me..."
"Can you beat me?" Yang Ming asked.
"I!"
"Just go about living your life honestly. Am I that horny?"
Yang Ming sneered: "I will change my title from now on. Instead of you, you, call me boss!"
"Boss? What kind of vulgar name is this?"
Yang Ming was too lazy to argue with her and started to unbutton his collar.
Hanyin took the initiative to come over and help Yang Ming take off his shirt, naturally fulfilling the duties of a maid.
More than ten minutes later.
Yang Ming, dressed in military uniform, walked out of the main cabin of the noble court ship and arrived at the front deck shrouded by a transparent shield.
The front deck was covered with flowers, hundreds of soldiers formed the outer wall, and dozens of media reporters sat neatly in several rows.
Directly in front of Yang Ming, more than a dozen etiquette ladies were holding trays. The acting chief elder of the Elders' House and two powerful men from the Imperial Military Department stood there with smiles and nodded gently to Yang Ming.
Hanyin and Hanxiang stopped and let Yang Ming enter the area illuminated by the spotlight alone.
There was warm applause from all around, and Yang Ming squeezed out a smile on his "bitter" face and managed to cheer up.
He had seen what was in those trays.
Honorary titles, military ranks, noble medals, military medals, administrative star fiefdoms, empire currency rewards, permission to form private fleets...
Although the reward is very generous, it also means that Yang Ming's journey to the Emperor Star has come to an end.
Yang Ming suddenly felt like laughing.
This face-conscious old emperor slapped him in the face, and he even said thank you.
Well, this must be an important and colorful chapter in the imperial history.