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Chapter 385 'Green'

 To be honest, the imperial people who are full of martial virtue are actually very simple and rough, both internally and externally. Whether they are faced with races as numerous as stars under the control of the infinite crown, or they are faced with unwilling

Foreign countries that meet their conditions basically have only one way - to send fleets and Astral Knights to overwhelm them.

However, after nearly a thousand years of running rampant, such a policy is always a bit out of date. Especially more than forty years ago, after the continuous independence of the community and the anti-imperial alliance gathered by the alliance, the empire finally encountered a

His head was broken and he was bleeding, so he had to think about new rules of the game.

As a result, there was strong support for the Ketai and Bakvi people, the pirate leaders in the Far Coast Nebula who had obtained imperial military ranks, the city of Kerna, and the Rumina rebels.

However, to be honest, when it comes to playing this offshore balancing game of supporting dissidents within the Empire, the Empire's methods are really not very clean, but they are far worse than those of the Alliance.

Yu Lian felt that it was really necessary for him to work with his "friends" from the alliance to teach these proud Tirello nobles a lesson.

It is said that Emperor Elansel became more merciful and merciful in his later years, so he listened to the advice of Prime Minister Valpolis, the "great treacherous minister", and even forgave the feuding ancient Meians and allowed them to form a group to participate in the Ares Festival.

If you don't take advantage of such an interesting thing, you would be really sorry for the kindness of such a sage king and virtuous minister.

But, how to do it specifically... Hey, if you promised yourself that you would be 99% clean, you must do it. If you promised to let the "comrades" in the alliance play the main attack, you must play the supporting role well.

Therefore, we still need to take a long-term approach.

Of course, there are still things you can do before that.

For example, "The Green Star Princess and the Seven Little Starfish", which is now on stage, can be regarded as the initial foreshadowing.

Yes, after Yu Lian's "original creation" and Mr. Qi's personal adaptation of the stage play, it was staged in the joyful Imperial Capital Theater Performance. Of course, the plot has been changed to a considerable extent.

Just like Mr. Wenhao said, the story Yu Lian told was too direct, and the tragedy happened with a certain degree of coincidence and lacked a sense of fate, so it lacked a sense of elegance. In this way, ordinary people saw it for the first time.

People who watch it may feel angry or sad, but they will soon forget it. Intellectuals who think highly of themselves will feel that this is deliberately inciting emotions, and their evaluation will not be too high.

"But if you pay too much attention to this so-called sense of luxury, won't you be arrogant?"

Mr. Qi looked at Yu Lian with shocked eyes, and then showed a little more concern as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person.

"Why do I feel like you are questioning whether a refrigerator can cool down?" Although he did not speak, he conveyed this meaning with his eyes.

What a simple and clear metaphor! Yu Lian suddenly felt that he was indeed mentally retarded.

Then, there is a brand new story of "The Emerald Princess and the Seven Little Starfish".

This is a story that happened a long time ago and has nothing to do with the current empire, alliance, or any other country. The stage of the story takes place in a republic in a parallel world, so of course it is definitely not a reflection of reality.

By the way, this country is called the Acholic Federation. There has never been such a country in the history of the galaxy. Of course it is not a reflection. I guarantee the spirit of the universe that it is definitely not the case.

At the end of the script, Mr. Qi and Yu Lian were jointly signed. Both sides felt that the other should be signed separately. After arguing for a long time, they had no choice but to do so. Of course, for the sake of the influence of the script, Yu Lian insisted on putting Mr. Qi's name on it.

Come to the front. As a dignified psychic, he really doesn't need to take advantage of this kind of heat.

As for the deputy leader of the cultural exchange group, Mr. Kurtz, the leader of the community's famous Aeschylus Theater Company, he looked confused as he held the new script, always feeling that he might have committed something big. However,

As an insider, he knows very well what Mr. Qi's script means. What's more, this script is really wonderful. It has a story, characters, emotions and feelings, and it even has real emotions.

There is a sense of fate that is suffocating and despairing.

"But, this, Mr. Qi, I..."

Before Mr. Qi could answer, Yu Lian suddenly held Mr. Kurtz's hands, looked directly into his eyes, and his tone was filled with a solemn sense of mission: "There is nothing to hesitate. We are artists!

Mr. Kurtz, our script, our music, and the joys and sorrows we interpret are just like throwing guns and daggers! We are going to deal the heaviest blow to the evil anti-intelligent creature slavery gangs! We will become all the slaves in the universe.

Oppression, a beacon of hope for enslaved races! Isn’t this the true ultimate pursuit of artists?”

Mr. Kurtz looked at Yu Lian's black eyes, as if he had found light. He hesitated for a minute, and then simply gave up thinking. Then a kind of fanaticism slowly appeared, like the fanaticism of a martyr.

With an attitude that was almost self-defeating, he devoted his whole body and soul to the rehearsal of the script.

"We are artists and we have nothing to fear!" he said to the remaining doubters who saw something was wrong.

"As long as this drama is successful! We can be famous in history! If we can't do it, we will replace it. There are many people who want to be in it!" He turned into a tyrant on the set and said to the actors in the troupe.

The actors were forced to start the happy life of 007. Fortunately, this is an era of prosperous science and technology, and 007, who occasionally stays for a week or two, will not die.

So, in the third week of Yu Lian's tenure as the embassy's military attache, the stage play "The Emerald Princess and the Seven Little Starfish", henceforth referred to as "Green", began to be performed at a medium-sized theater in Tianyu.

Not many people came to the first show, and the attendance rate was less than half. After all, the Imperial City is now crowded, and more than two-thirds of the top theater troupes in the galaxy have come to Tianyu. The Aeschylus Theater Company of the Community is only in China.

A bit of fame is nothing in the international community of the Galaxy. To be honest, if it weren't for the reputation of Mr. Qi's script, such a medium-sized theater that can accommodate 1,000 people would not be able to do it.

Mr. Kurtz was a little nervous. If it weren't for the enthusiastic applause after the end, he might have despaired.

On the second day, the troupe's attendance rate exceeded 60%, and on the third day, it was full. On the fourth day, they were moved to the grand theater, and many theater critics came to support the audience.

and celebrities from all walks of life.

Even after Mr. Qi's magic modification, "Green" still can't change its pointing nose.

However, even theater critics and cultural celebrities born in the empire still gave their praises without hesitation.

"I saw a tragic fate..." said a drama critic.

"This is a story that brings shame to the empire!" said a poet who was born into an imperial aristocratic family.

Mr. Kurtz said that we were just telling a story, which had nothing to do with history and had absolutely no meaning in reflecting reality or politics. As a result, the intellectuals in the audience suddenly burst into laughter as they said, "Everyone understands."

Well, it turns out that in any country, any system, and any era, the art and cultural world is a disaster area rich in anti-system elements.

In any case, "Green" is popular, the Aeschylus Theater is popular, the main actors are popular, and Mr. Kurtz as the director is also popular, and it is not a small fire but an outright fire.

As for the creators of the script, Yu Lian and Mr. Qi, it doesn't matter. Anyway, the former doesn't care about this reputation, and the latter has long been a cosmic cultural leader.

Yu Lian felt that the plan worked out, and the timing of "Green"'s appearance seemed to be the right time, the right place, and the right people.

If it were thirty years ago,... However, after the last Galactic War, there was indeed a trend of reflection in the empire's ideological circles. In addition, Emperor Elansel began to loosen his power in his later years, and the Prime Minister of Valpolis was more or less so.

With even a hint of leftist flair, there is no chance that such a play would have a chance to be staged.

Of course, towards the end of the first week of performances, the pressure from imperial officials finally appeared. The first group to arrive at the scene were not officials from the Imperial Capital Cultural Administration, but secret policemen from the Ministry of Security dressed in black.

They came here after reporting from the street. After watching a play "Green", they felt that the play involved the "National Security Law" and needed to be rectified.

This is not because the bureaucrats of the Imperial Capital Cultural Administration Bureau are really that slow. The main reason is that there are too many celebrations before the God of War Festival. Even this group of bureaucrats who believe in the principle of doing more is worse than doing less are all too busy. Who would have thought that the people on earth would be so ungrateful in martial arts and would criticize Huai's intelligence right in front of their eyes?

...Of course, even if you know, you are probably pretending not to know. Anyway, this "Green" drama really did not violate any regulations on imperial cultural control.

Unexpectedly, the bureaucrats from the Cultural Affairs Bureau did not come, but the secret police were actually called in.

Mr. Kurtz said, look at my bad temper! My dignified Mr. Kurtz is a "great director full of human conscience"! And the actors of the Aeschylus Theater Company are also tough artists. Even

Even if you are suppressed by the powerful, you will never give in!

In fact, the psychological suggestion Yu Lian gave him has long since expired, but during this period, Mr. Kurtz was praised every day by top international drama critics and celebrities from all walks of life, and he was already in a state of ecstasy. And we all know that.

, people, as long as an immortal rises up, he will swell... ah no, he will be very proud!

There were indeed a large number of intellectuals and celebrities standing in the same camp as Mr. Kurtz, and even some imperial nobles. In addition, Mr. Qi also rushed to the theater in person and launched a formal protest in his capacity as ambassador.

The Imperial City Cultural Administration Bureau stated that they really could not afford to offend Mr. Qi, and stated on the spot that they really did not find any illegal issues in the drama "Green".

Besides, they are from the Prime Minister's Office anyway, while the Ministry of Truth is from the Privy Council, so they just can't wear a pair of trousers!

All in all, after such a ridiculous farce, "Green" attracted more attention and became popular immediately. Objectively speaking, what Yu Lian and Mr. Qi need is indeed such an effect.

.If we look at who benefits the most and who is the most suspect, maybe one of them secretly reported it.

……right?

However, let’s temporarily shift our perspective to two weeks ago, that is, the day when the script was just released.

Just after Mr. Kurtz left the embassy with the new script of "Green" and marched as high-spirited as a soldier, Yu Lian also set off directly under the meaningful sight of Major General Lal.

It was after 2 o'clock in the afternoon, so naturally it was still working time, but looking at his swagger, it was as if he was about to take a big vacation.

The ordinary staff of the embassy naturally couldn't help but whisper.

"Is this a date?"

"He's only been here for more than a week! Has he found a girl yet?"

"What's so strange about this? It's time for him to take office. Hasn't the empire been asking about his itinerary? It's weird. After he arrived, he came late. It's really weird."

"As long as I notice, it's not time to get off work yet?"

As a result, the last upright staff member was immediately despised by his colleagues.

Yu Lian left through the small door behind the embassy and found a very elegantly decorated tree-lined street.

He tidied up his casual clothes and looked at a small car opposite. Suddenly, he started to feel bad, so he went directly to the pastry shop opposite and bought a box of donuts and four cups of coffee. He carried them on a tray and walked

Walk towards the minivan with the tinted windows.

Then, the closer he got to the car, the more clearly Yu Lian could feel the heavier breathing and heartbeat inside the car.

"Hey, Lonergan, and Depato, open the door," Yu Lianda said.

There was no reaction in the car, and even the sound of breathing was completely suppressed. If you were an ordinary person, you wouldn't be able to feel that there is anyone in the car, even if you use advanced sensing equipment.

Yu Lian shrugged, his voice a little louder.

"Open the door! Open the door! You have the ability to play stalking, you have the ability to open the door! Don't hide in there without making a sound, I know you are inside! Open the door! Open the door! Open the door! Open the door! Open the door! Lonergan, De

Pato, open the door!"

Probably because the sound was so rhythmic, the car window finally rolled down, revealing the face of a middle-aged man named Tirello who was almost constipated. Yu Lian quickly scanned the situation inside the car, and the three

Tiruluo, two men and one woman; one Angmang, a man.

This is the imperial intelligence team responsible for tracking him around the clock. It has to be said that for an ordinary military attache who occasionally passes by, a formation of four people is quite grand.

"Is the treatment provided by the Imperial Security Department good?" Yu Lian asked with a smile.

"This..." The other party really wanted to pretend to be confused, but the monitoring target now even knew his own name, so it would be even more rude to pretend any more.

He was still thinking about how to answer, so Yu Lian stuffed the snacks and coffee in and answered first: "I think it's really not that good! You have been with me for more than a week, and I haven't seen you eat a single meal."

Every meal has to be eaten by taking turns buying fast food. Even the donkeys used to grind tofu in our hometown don’t have to work so hard.”

All the people from the intelligence agency in the car could only continue to squeeze their faces and laugh awkwardly.

The oldest middle-aged man named Tirello, also named Lonergan, said helplessly: "Lieutenant Colonel, this is actually a necessary procedure. Look, this, this..."

All diplomats may be intelligence personnel of other countries, so they naturally need to maintain surveillance. This is actually an unspoken rule that everyone is well aware of. But the reason why the unspoken rule is unspoken is that once it is put on the table, it will make everyone

It's all embarrassing.

When several people in the car were restless, Yu Lian quickly showed an understanding smile: "Be a woman. So, I am going to Besenrog District now to try the famous physalis chicken pie.

Do you want to come together? I’m treating you.”


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