Chapter 7: The King of Constantine

The next morning, the convoy hired two new members to continue to set off for the kingdom Constantine. It is no exaggeration to say that the mission had already evolved into a dark race exhibition group, and the complexity of the race can be described as a dazzling array. Although the fat elf still swore to claim that he loved light, judging from the loss of underwear in the villages along the way, no one would believe his pursuit of light.

But compared to the trouble of compensation for theft of underwear, He Taiping was more worried about the Hydra, which was not astonishingly beautiful. Once the starry sky, which seemed to be gentle, would tear the disguise of the shy man and sweep everything at the speed of a tornado. One time, Alex's hand holding the food was only slightly slowed down by half a beat, and he almost swallowed it up as a roasted cow hoof. In other words, only from the fierce performance on the dining table could everyone see the ferociousness of the Starry Sky as the Hydra clan.

Because of the starry sky's overeating, He Taiping couldn't help but suspect that the other party's stomach belonged to a different dimension space. At the same time, he began to observe silence for his wallet. After enjoying the delicious food cooked by flames in the starry sky, he began to pursue quality and quantity, this silence quickly rose to endless sorrow. The man who regretted his promise of "maintaining fullness" now had the greatest wish to arrive at Constantine as soon as possible - because the inn where everyone settled in was said to provide food for free...

His wish was soon realized. After five consecutive days and nights, the beautiful outline of the king Constantine gradually emerged in the mist. Unlike the cities along the way, which were either stiff or vulgar, Constantine in the sunset always had a bit of softness and slenderness, just like a girl wearing only a thin piece of sand just after she came out of the bath...

In addition to the fascinating appearance, this city with a thousand-year history also retains many traces of ancient civilization, especially in literature and painting art. Among the 200,000 people in the royal capital, most of the residents can recite a few poems and paint a few oil paintings. As for thousands of nobles, they have been deeply influenced by art since childhood. The art ceremony held every year has become a great opportunity for them to spread their reputation and show their talents.

"City of Art, this is the nickname of Constantine, no one will deny this!" With a little irresistible pride, Mrs. Weiya stared at the distant city from the window, praising her softly. She was not talking to herself, but wanted to convey the beauty in her heart to the men beside her, so that he could fall in love with the city as soon as possible.

"When, that's really good!" He Taiping was absent-minded and perfunctory, but he was concerned about when he arrived at the inn. According to the regular plot, as long as he jumped onto the city tower and chanted a few poems, a large number of beautiful women naturally flashed their eyes and jumped into the fire pit one after another. However, since Constance became pregnant, the man who was deeply responsible for his father had restrained a lot, at least for the time being - in this way, the unborn little dragon man had great merit.

After chatting and watching the scenery, the convoy entered Constantine smoothly. The prosperous atmosphere along the way came to his face, which made Roger and the Starry Sky amazed. But for Alex, who was used to Paradise City, he felt that this was the case. In their opinion, who is the greatest city in Campas might have already belonged to him in two or three years.

Before he knew it, the inn had already appeared in everyone's sight. Marquis Fran saw them staying in the inn and then hurried to the palace to report his life. Mrs. Weiya naturally went to Jin to meet him. Before leaving, the duchess actually showed a hint of shy expression and said that she wanted to move back to the mansion and could not accompany everyone for the time being. According to He Taiping's guess, the so-called moving back to the mansion also means meeting the mysterious man.

There was nothing to say all night. When everyone finished washing up the next day, it happened that Mrs. Weiya and the envoy arrived at the same time. Xuan summoned He Taiping into the palace to meet Louis III. After secretly stuffing a huge gold ticket, the envoy, who was originally solemn, suddenly became as kind as spring breeze and rain, and consciously boarded another carriage, leaving room for He Taiping to talk to Mrs. Weiya. Perhaps because he met the person he wanted to meet last night, Mrs. Weiya's complexion was much better than when he was in Falle, which made He Taiping think a lot.

"It seems that you had a pretty good night last night." The man who was drinking a bottle of fruit milk with him and leaning leisurely on the carriage said with a slightly frivolous tone and a pun. When he heard his joke, Mrs. Weiya, who was already discomfort, couldn't help but blush her cheeks, revealing a rare expression of a child.

"Then, let's talk about the serious business!" Seeing that the other party was a little embarrassed, He Taiping did not mean to continue to advance, but sat up straight. Mrs. Weiya also restrained her shy expression and explained some current situations for him. As she said, the old King Louis III is over 60 years old, and her physical condition is getting worse and worse, and she rarely has the opportunity to manage the government himself. Therefore, he always entrusts political affairs to Prime Minister Lawrence and Princess Isabel, and occasionally assists the parliament.

"In fact, if it weren't for the complicated situation in Monyata this time, Your Majesty wouldn't have supported us with her sick body." Mrs. Weiya sighed softly, as if she was worried about King Louis's body. "As for Jinxing, Your Majesty has a calm personality and a friendly person. What you really need to worry about is not him."

"I understand, then the one who really needs to be wary of should be that Prime Minister Lawrence!" He Taiping gently stroked his chin and sorted out the information he had collected over the past few days. It is said that Prime Minister Lawrence was also a great businessman. He met King Louis, who was unsuccessful in his early years, and then spent a lot of financial resources and energy to support him to the throne. Because of his early years of hard work as a dragon, he was also appointed as an important minister of the kingdom, and then gradually climbed to his current position.

From this perspective, this Prime Minister is like the other version of Lu Buwei, who has some talent and ambition. According to the conventional plot of time travel novels, he may be labeled as a boss on the opposite side. However, unlike Lu Buwei, Prime Minister Lawrence, who entered the political arena, did not give up on business development, but instead made his original business bigger and bigger, covering almost all industries in the Principality of Campas, so he has always been named "official and businessman".

"Economics determine politics, and politics reacts to the economy..." He Taiping thought of this and couldn't help but think of the theories he was familiar with, and then asked: "But even if he is engaged in various businesses, he should have a relatively focused industry! For example, in the capital, what is his business in the main?"

Mrs. Weiya gently said in a low voice: "If it were Constantine, he was mainly engaged in the daily necessities and leisure and entertainment industries. The former allowed him to control the lifeline of the daily lives of civilians, while the latter helped him contact the nobles and celebrities - as far as I know, the King Capital had two hunting grounds and three opera houses controlled by him, which did not include those medium-sized casinos and…"

When she spoke the last word, she couldn't say it for a long time. Obviously, it was a word that was not suitable for a noble lady. He Taiping naturally understood what she meant, and immediately smiled and said, "Hunting, listening to music, gambling and...it seems to be nothing more than old tricks."

Speaking of which, these projects can be classified into the entertainment industry, but it is precisely a collision with He Taiping's development center of gravity. Mrs. Weiya naturally knew this and couldn't help asking: "He, are you planning to stage the scene of Fleir in the capital and compete for business with Prime Minister Lawrence? Frankly speaking, this place is different from Fleir, and the strength of the Prime Minister is not comparable to that of Mott and the others!"

"Strike? The business is endless. I do mine. He does his. How can he talk about fighting?" He Taiping did not refute or deny. He closed his eyes and rested, but his mind was thinking about his own calculations. Mrs. Weiya was obviously a woman who didn't know how to lie. Judging from the details of how she introduced Lawrence's business just now, she was obviously instructed by a person behind her, intending to stir up a fight with Lawrence, and then the bystander came to make a profit.

"It's not that easy to let me be the first bird!" He Taiping had already decided on the plan after comparing the middle finger to the person behind him. His original goal was to take the dungeon to the surface. Now that he has achieved his wish, there is no need to hang himself on a tree. How to get along with Prime Minister Lawrence or wait for observation before making plans. The best way is to remain neutral. As long as he has money and an army around him, no matter what kind of world he fights for hegemony, he can defend his own acre of three-point land.

The two of them were each holding their own plans and fell into silence. Only the wheels always made a slight sound, breaking the silence and gradually driving into the gate of the Magnificent Palace. When they arrived here, they could no longer enter by car, so they could only walk slowly under the leadership of the Qin envoy. According to the Qin envoy, Louis III did not handle official duties today, but enjoyed the scenery in the garden, so the place where Jin saw was also located.

Walking along the way, Weiya was afraid that He Taiping would be distracted by the scenery, so she repeatedly reminded him to pay attention to etiquette, but she didn't know that this man who was used to seeing the Forbidden City would not see such a palace. However, the landscape of the garden made him a little pleasing to the eye. Compared with Falier in the south, there are countless types of plants planted here, many of which he had never heard of.

"Then, please wait here!" After receiving the golden ticket, Qin Shin's nostrils raised high finally returned to normal height. He squeezed out a smile and went to report to the king first. However, after walking a few steps, he turned around and whispered: "Duchess, please come with me. Your Majesty seems to have something to ask you about Marquis Andre."

Hearing the name "Andre", Weiya couldn't help but look slightly red. She hesitated and looked at He Taiping, and whispered: "He, you can wait here for a while, don't leave at will, is it okay?"
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