Prince, second in line of succession to the empire.
In the silent hall, Yang Ming suddenly thought of a question.
The emperors of the Sherman Empire all chose mediocre, incompetent and unambitious princes. Does this succession also follow this rule?
If this rule is followed, then Yang Ming can fully understand why a prince who is very likely to inherit the throne would engage in such a third-rate act that clearly gives others control.
That's the heir to a big idiot!
Boss Yang's thoughts suddenly became clear.
Daphne spoke up: "Memory scans cannot be used as evidence. This is a universal rule among the stars. Subliminal discussions are likely to be fantasies."
Yang Ming ignored her.
However, Daphne took the initiative to come forward and looked down at Yang Ming: "Can we talk in private?"
"Your Highness, Princess, doesn't care about her reputation anymore?" Yang Ming asked with a smile.
"This is my plea," Daphne whispered, with a bit of pleading in her eyes. Her pitiful look made Gris, who was just enjoying herself, feel a little bit unbearable.
Only the White Ghost can withstand the lethality of this imperial diva. ——The vice president of a certain White Ghost fan Galaxy Support Association thought this way.
"bring it on."
Yang Ming stood up and made a gesture of invitation.
Daphne glanced at the two old men, nodded slightly, lowered her head and followed Yang Ming to the teahouse nearby.
Two maids stood guard in front of the door and turned on the shielding device to the inside.
"Sit," Yang Ming pointed to the seat opposite the table, but Daphne lowered her head and walked to Yang Ming's side, folded her hands on her thighs, and took her seat with an elegant posture.
Yang Ming looked at her for a moment and then looked away.
Just kidding, Boss Yang has no shortage of women, how could he be deceived by this woman who looks kind and innocent on the surface, but may actually be very sinister.
Daphne suddenly asked: "What good will it do to you to mess up the empire?"
"Oh, Your Highness Princess, your words are really too lethal."
Yang Ming pretended to be exaggerated and sighed:
"I'm going to mess with the empire? Why should I mess with the empire? Is this going to do me any good?
"I now have a territory and a noble title, and I only need to wait for a year or two. If the space Zerg enters an active period, I will have a second career.
"I'm just disgusted with those nobles and those nobles who value the lives of common people worse than ants. They are also targeting me. This is just a conflict between me and the great nobles.
"But I didn't expect that your brother, who was supposed to live a peaceful life on the Emperor Star, would actually be involved in this incident."
Daphne bit her lip gently: "What we mean is, don't connect this matter with the heir to the throne. If you persist like this, it will no longer only touch the interests of the noble class."
Yang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly: "What I have touched are the interests of the Sherman family?"
"I must explain this to you. You are a smart man, smarter than I thought."
Daphne whispered:
"I'm not begging you for anything, I want to cooperate with you.
"I have always wanted to cooperate with you. You have the trust and reputation from the civilian class, and you also have extraordinary power. If we choose to cooperate, we will gain great influence in a short period of time.
"My elders value this influence, and I will gain power and status that I have never imagined before.
"Now, I formally invite you. Do you want to cooperate?"
Yang Ming crossed his arms and leaned on the expensive solid wood seat. He frowned and looked at Daphne: "I thought you were trying to conquer me because I deliberately ignored you last time."
"There are factors like this."
Daphne raised her head slightly, as if she was a different person, with coldness written all over her pretty face, and she said:
"If I need to find a partner who can satisfy my desires, this partner should also be the best among men, in every aspect."
Yang Ming sneered: "You are too conceited Daphne. Ever since you decided to become an imperial singer, I have known that you have ambitions that are completely incompatible with your current status."
"Why can't I?" Daphne asked softly.
"Yes, why can't you?"
Yang Ming looked into her eyes and said slowly:
"Because you are so smart, Daphne, your elders, the elite collective of the Sherman family, they are all from your age group, your family has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, they can see it at a glance
Regardless of your thoughts, if you fight them on the road they walk on, the final result can only be bruises all over your body.
"If you become the emperor of the empire, will you be willing to accept the control of your family elders?
"No way Daphne, you can't go up there."
Daphne nodded slightly: "But now I see a little possibility of success. Do you want to cooperate? This is the first and last time I ask you."
Yang Ming raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Be sincere first."
"I can tell you clearly that I already got the news that they would take action before I came here.
"I really wanted my competitors to have problems, so I didn't stop them. My costume was equipped with a high-performance shield generator. This was an extremely despicable act. I must admit, because I was also taking advantage of civilians.
Taking life as my own political bargaining chip, in my plan, I will act as a victim and launch a counterattack against my brother within the family, so that he will lose his position as the heir.
"But now, I can't do that. I must prioritize completing the orders they gave me in order to gain more support from them."
Daphne said:
"Is this sincerity enough?"
"Not enough," Yang Ming said, "I can probably guess it."
"Then what do you want?"
"Your handle," Yang Ming said sincerely, "I need to hold your handle, so that I can feel at ease... to be precise, I can feel at ease."
He used two fingers to mark a very narrow area.
Daphne said: "Since it is cooperation, then each other should control each other."
Yang Ming asked: "What do you want?"
"Your ancient technology battleship technology, and the network technology team behind you," Daphne said softly, "Besides, is there anything else you can do to make me feel valuable?"
Yang Ming couldn't help but smile: "Then what can you give me?"
"everything."
Daphne said softly, she stood up, took two steps towards Yang Ming, and sat sideways on Yang Ming's lap. Her soft, white, pearl-like palms gently rested on Yang Ming's shoulders.
above, eyes fixed on Yang Ming's pupils.
She whispered:
"I need a partner. Everything I can get will be half of yours. I will be loyal to marriage and love. Self-degradation is not the life I want.
"Now, you just need to help me calm public opinion and let my brother go, and we will have reached this contract.
"Hanton, I can give you everything, and I can give you everything you want. We can have love, power and self-worth.
"I have put down all pretense and let our mutual trust be more pure, okay?"
As she spoke, she slowly came closer, gently closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her breathing became very light.
A wisp of the fragrance of a lover's heart penetrated Yang Ming's nostrils, as if like a gentle hand caressing his soul and spirit.
Snapped.
Daphne's face hurt, and then she felt her waist being pressed by a pair of big iron hoop-like hands, and she was lifted directly onto the table.
She looked at the man in front of her in astonishment and subconsciously covered the right side of her face that had just been lightly slapped.
Is the look of disgust on this man's face serious?
"Your Highness, are your calculations too loud?"
Yang Ming took two steps back, keeping a safe distance from her, and frowned:
"Let me listen to you, let me be your helper, let me hand over my technical team and ancient technology warships, let my reputation be transformed into your influence, and then, you will invade my innocent and beautiful life.
Body.
"Are you taking advantage of this co-authorship?
"Is this how sincere you are?
"Don't tell me that you still believe deep down that it's normal for men to be strong and women to be weak. Everyone is equal. The Empire's Civil Code stipulates that when two people interact happily, both parties must contribute their efforts. You..."
Yang Ming clicked his tongue and shook his head helplessly.
"I thought you would tell me that we would work together to bring down your brother, but this is what happened.
"Goodbye, don't say anything about cooperation or non-cooperation next time. I'm quite satisfied with the current situation, but there are just a few idiot nobles, and I have plenty of ways to deal with them."
With a slight snort, Yang Ming put his hands in his pockets, turned around and opened the door, and walked directly out of the electromagnetic shielding light film.
Daphne sat on the table blankly.
There was some slight pain from the slap on the face.
…
Seeing Yang Ming come out, several people in the room showed confused expressions.
Gris thought Yang Ming would go in for an hour or two, but he didn't expect it to be over so soon. He smiled and walked to Yang Ming's side, muttering: "You can't do this either, idol."
"Stop imagining things for me. Your Highness the Princess discussed the case with me."
Yang Ming sat back down in his seat slowly, crossed his legs, and stretched out his hand to the side. 026, who was wearing a tube top skirt, immediately stepped forward and sent the latest e-newsletter.
Both Gris and Revell were subconsciously attracted to the gravity field of 026, but they quickly looked away.
White Ghost's personal assistant is indeed unusual.
Gris asked: "So what's the situation now? My boss is asking again, do you want to stand up and help settle public opinion?"
"I am a victim. Should the victim stand up to calm public opinion?"
Yang Ming frowned and asked:
"You tell your boss not to go too far. I dare to go to the Skywrath Fortress for a stroll."
"Okay, then I'll reply that you are in a very bad mood and don't want to deal with these annoying things."
Revell pondered for a few times, walked behind Yang Ming, lowered his head and said in Yang Ming's ear: "Idol..."
"No," Gris frowned, "You also need to learn how to call someone."
"This feels very appropriate," Revell raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and then continued to talk about business, "Although my suggestion may sound a bit harsh to you, I still want to say that we might as well end it with those nobles who committed suicide.
In this matter, the heir to the throne is different from those princes. This is equivalent to a direct collision with the imperial power and the Sherman family."
"It's me, not you."
Yang Ming smiled and said:
"Don't get involved in this matter. If something happens to me this time, or Sakaar is hit in some way, just help me contain the population here."
Revell said: "This is not a big deal, it's just a population of 10 million. My private fleet can move it a few times, and I can also give them the same treatment as the people in my territory. You... I do this
, does it provide you with an escape route and strengthen your idea of colliding with them?"
"Yes, but I can express my gratitude to you."
Revel suddenly smiled: "This gratitude will be the best gift in my life so far. I will help you."
Gris frowned slightly.
Good guy, can this promising young earl of the empire be so lickable?
Personality worship is really not necessary.
He was different. He mainly looked at the tens of millions in membership dues and the continuous salary of the vice president, so he showed full respect for White Ghost.
"I have two guest rooms upstairs," Yang Ming said with a smile, "If you two are sleepy, go to sleep. I will continue to wait for news here."
The old man on the side asked: "Earl of Hanton, Your Highness Daphne?"
"She must be thinking about life."
As soon as Yang Ming finished speaking, Daphne had already walked out of the reception room, with a slight smile on her lips, as if nothing had happened, and sat on the sofa opposite Yang Ming.
She glanced at Yang Ming, then lowered her head and stared at the network access terminal.
Time moves forward slowly on the scale created by human civilization.
The new federal CIA has started a rampage mode, setting off a tsunami in the entire empire's network, causing landslides, shelling incidents with nobles, and hundreds of classic cases of nobles insulting civilians involving most administrative stars, tearing apart the empire.
The delicate and fragile self-esteem of the people.
The Imperial Military Intelligence Agency and the Council of Elders have begun to shut down some servers and cut off the network between planets.
The effect of this move was completely negative, and it became direct proof of the guilty conscience of the imperial officials.
The CIA has infiltrated the empire for hundreds of years. Now they seized the opportunity and captured many hidden intelligence officers and spies.
The people were guided;
The people are thinking;
The people are constantly waiting, just like the hot magma under the earth's crust is looking for an upward gap, and the people's gathered anger is looking for a way to vent.
Some people began to call for the white ghost to stand up and seek justice for the civilian class.
Yang Ming remained silent, turning a deaf ear to more and more calls.
Because the territory of the empire is so large, the time zones of the main human gathering areas of each administrative star are different. Late night in the main cities of Sakaar Star is like daytime in the prosperous areas of many planets.
The parade intensified, and the collision between the people and the local security forces became more intense.
Yang Ming kept receiving messages from Lu.
The New Federation CIA has mobilized almost all forces within the empire. At the same time, the intelligence departments of the leading powers in the galaxy, such as the Guel Alliance and the United States of Free Republic, are operating at full speed. Some people with abnormal behavior have appeared in all major cities within the empire.
team.
The tsunami of public opinion has arrived.
There is still no sign of activation of the empire-wide defense system.
There are only a few ways left to restore calm to public opinion.
Or, the emperor gives a public speech and severely punishes the person behind it.
Or, the white ghost will stand up and find a channel for public dissatisfaction.
In the palace.
The old emperor looked at his son standing with his head bowed in front of him with a smile, and asked slowly: "Gehari, did you do it?"
The second-in-line heir to the throne, Prince Gehari, who lives in the palace all year round and has the right to enter and exit the Emperor's Star on his own - this middle-aged man who looks 70% similar to the old emperor, has a bit of hesitation in his eyes, and looks low.
Vocal:
"Father, please believe me. It is impossible for me to attack Daphne. She is the sister I watched grow up."
The old emperor closed his eyes and took a breath, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
He suddenly waved his hand with some boredom and said calmly: "In this case, I will give you a task. Go and bring Daphne back. There is some chaos outside the Emperor Star. Don't let her be frightened."
"Yes, father."
Gehari was hesitant to speak.
To pick up Daphne, that means going to Sakaar.
He looked up and saw the sneer on his father's lips.
At this moment, Gehari didn't think too much, lowered his head, took two steps back, turned around and left quickly.
"Why did I give birth to such a fool?" the old emperor asked with a frown.
The maids on the side all bowed their heads, not knowing how to answer at all.