in the name of the queen

Chapter 110: Continuous Shifting the Blame
  Hurt national sentiments on a glorious day?

Roland almost laughed out loud.

Is Finlay really that stupid, or does he have other motives?
  After a long silence, Roland turned his gaze to Sif and asked softly: "Sif, what do you think of the performance just now?"

"I, alas, although I am very confident in my acting talent, it is still a hobby after all, and I can't compare with these professional strong people who rely on acting to make a living."

"It's frustrating to say this, but we're probably going to lose."

Sif's face drooped, and her beautiful eyelashes fell down.

Roland stared at Sif in surprise, and instantly understood why Finley did this.

Be it Finley or Sif, including William who had spoken on stage before, they are all high-ranking social elites.

They don't understand the bottom at all.

Finlay was worried that the Queen would use political resources to bribe the judges, so he bribed the Minister of Culture and Education in advance and handed over the power of selection to ordinary people.

He thinks he understands the masses better than the Queen.

He thought he had won.

He was half right.

He does understand the masses a little better than the Queen, but that doesn't mean he is more popular than the Queen.

Poor Finley doesn't know what kind of opponent he will face later.

He is the same as William, they are not stupid, they are just out of touch with the masses.

The corners of Roland's mouth raised slightly, and he said calmly: "Xif, we will definitely win."

Sif raised her head suddenly and opened her mouth in surprise, "Huh?"

"We'll talk about the specific reasons later. Adam is about to take the stage. We don't have much time left. Can we read the lines again?"

"it is good!"

Although she didn't understand the source of Roland's confidence, Sif chose to believe it.

If Roland said he could win, then he would definitely win.

The frustration was gone and she was filled with fighting spirit.

Although some booed, Finley was still in the majority.

Although it was a bit unpleasant to be ridiculed by the vulgar Rurik people on the glorious day, the people in the imperial capital had a high appreciation of art.

They just don't recognize the Ruriks, not against Finley's artistic creation.

Some people lamented that this is the character that literary and artistic workers should have.

People are very dissatisfied with the current situation of continuing to launch foreign conflicts without getting any benefits. Finley dared to speak for them, and most people approved of it.

It would be better if those actors were locals.

Someone was thinking silently.

But some people feel that if the actor is not from Rurik, it will not be able to have a wake-up call to the cabinet boss.

As far as they were concerned, Finlay was on their side.

Tuo, who was placed in the crowd, kept spreading arguments such as "Mr. Finley is doing it for everyone's good" and "He would rather bear the infamy", which quickly suppressed the dissatisfaction.

The applause drowned out the boos.

Sheep always follow blindly.

When the leading sheep jumps into the pit, the sheep behind will also jump with "thud" and "thud".

People are like that sometimes.

When the applause drowned out the boos, those who were still booing became aliens and were stared at with angry eyes by the surrounding crowd.

The applause became louder and louder.

Finley, who was slightly nervous behind the stage, finally felt relieved when he saw this scene.

The uneasy hands that were crossed behind his back were finally put down.

He won.

Adam was next to perform on stage and his repertoire was also very exciting.

If the fight is fair, he may not win for sure.

So he doesn't give Adam a fair chance at all.

The hosts are all his, so Adam can fight with him over anything.

In Finley's smile, the program host who was bribed by him understood it and did not rush to announce the next performance. Instead, he "followed the enthusiasm of the crowd" and introduced Finley, the author of this play.

This is obviously bringing in private goods.

Listening to the host's inflammatory words, Sif, who had just finished reading her lines, looked slightly cold and asked in a deep voice:
  "Roland, does this kind of behavior count as inciting the masses to fight against national policies?"

As we all know, Sussex's national policy is continental equilibrium.

The continent of Rodinia can have many powerful countries, but it cannot have one superpower.

They relied on a powerful fleet, international trade, and overseas territories to maintain a balance of power.

The current most powerful country on the continent is the Vladimir Empire, which has the potential to become a super power.

Containing them is a national policy.

Taking advantage of the peace-loving mentality of the masses and coercing them to influence national policies is a destructive act.

Roland looked at Sif in surprise. She was making great progress.

The admiring glances made Sif a little embarrassed. She explained softly: "Don't, don't look at me like that. Old Sussex people know how to instigate others to fight and profit from it."

"At least the nobles understand." Seeing that there was no resonance in Roland's eyes, she explained quickly.

Roland complained silently in his heart, there is another term for this kind of behavior, it is called a shit stirrer.

In order to prevent the topic from turning into an unspeakable direction, he smiled and said: "The host is just a puppet pushed to the front desk. It is useless to target him. We need to catch the culprit behind the scenes."

"Only arrest the mastermind? But I don't want to let anyone go." Sif muttered softly.

"it is good!"

Roland raised his brows slightly, and the praise came from the bottom of his heart, "You know how to cut the grass and root out the roots. You already have the basic qualities of a politician. Don't worry, the mastermind behind the scenes has been arrested, and Xiao Xiami, who is the tool of the crime, will naturally not be able to escape."

Sif took a deep breath and gradually relaxed her brows.

Seeing the host's inflammatory tone, she was no longer so angry.

Dance to your heart's content now, and see how you cry when the reckoning comes!
  Sif silently added the two hosts, a man and a woman, to the red list.

Traitors who betray the country must die.

Seeing that the atmosphere was about the same, the host would become bored if he kept talking and would show off his flaws, so he finally reluctantly introduced the next performer.

"We invite Igor, a wandering entertainer from Rurik from the Vladimir Empire, to appear!"

Calling Adam by his real name was also Finley's arrangement.

Don't you like to perform satire?
  The special envoy of the Vladimir Empire is sitting in the box now. He is a state guest. You are sarcastic.

There are many people chanting slogans about dedicating themselves to art, but how many people really dare to dedicate themselves to art?
  Sure, but not much.

This kind of person with integrity definitely does not include the bard who changes brides in the red light district every night.

A womanizer does not deserve it.

Finley looked at Adam with contempt, full of condescension as a winner.

He didn't know what the final play would be, but the Minister of Culture and Education refused to tell.

If you don’t say it, don’t say it. It’s not important.

So what if Roland himself was so angry that he took the stage in person.

He has to decide on this promotion spot.

After being promoted, he would immediately challenge Roland in a duel of honor in the name of avenging his brother, and then kill Roland with his own hands.

After Carl Vinson's death, there were many noisy voices in the family saying that he was not worthy of being the patriarch.

What a bunch of losers.

Is his calculation something a fool can understand?

Finley put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sun, feeling very good.

As he expected, Adam was really confused after his real name was revealed.

He even thought about running away the moment he heard his real name.

But he quickly realized that he was now a member of the Knights of the White Rose.

No matter how domineering the Ruriks were, they could not kill the Queen's knights in the imperial capital.

They also want face.

With renewed confidence, Adam walked onto the stage with his head held high.

The host's biased introduction and the despicable means of exposing his background are not important at this moment.

He just wanted to expose Vladimir’s officialdom to his face. He stood on the stage, he was majestic, he was smiling, and he was going to punch hard.

The actors who cooperated with his performance were in place one after another, and the prop master set up the background.

The band plays and music plays in the background.

It's a song from my hometown.

Adam smiled, cleared his throat, took a half step forward, and prepared to speak.

"Wait a moment!"

The interruption was sudden.

Angelina appears on the stage like a ghost.

She faced the host and said softly: "I, Angelina, in the name of the Plenipotentiary Envoy of the Queen of the Vladimir Empire, request that the performance be suspended."

Although it is a request, it is nothing more than an order.

The plenipotentiary envoy represents Sophia's authority, which is basically equivalent to the Queen's personal visit.

The host didn't dare to neglect, so he quickly stopped the performance and looked helplessly towards the box where the cabinet ministers were.

When he asked his cabinet ministers for help, they were having a small meeting.

Who is going to negotiate with the Ruriks?
  If it is a private transaction, the ministers sitting here are all competent.

But this was in public.

In the public eye, a weak attitude will be despised by the proud Sussex people, and a strong attitude will offend the Rurik people.

Dilemma.

Who wants to be the first person?

Several ministers turned their attention to Chief Minister William.

William's face was calm, and his heart was ruthless about having sex with the female immediate relatives of these guys.

He was booed just now and was knocked unconscious. If he went out again, wouldn't he be ruining his reputation here?
  But he is the chief minister and shoulders the important responsibilities of the thirty-four provinces of the empire. It is impossible for him not to express his position.

Under the gaze of several ministers, William gritted his teeth and stood up, striding out.

Walder, who had always closed his eyes to rest, slowly opened his eyes and looked at William in surprise.

He never liked this guy's tact, but he didn't expect him to be so responsible today?
  Other ministers also stood up and looked at William with some sympathy and some expectation.

William walked towards the center of the stage like a whirlwind.

He glanced at Angelina, said nothing, and turned directly to the box where the Queen was.

"Your Majesty, how should you respond to the request from the special envoy of the Vladimir Empire?"

What a good scapegoat.

Can't find anything wrong with it.

The Queen is not yet in charge, but she is the head of state after all. The cabinet cannot make decisions alone on major matters such as diplomacy and military matters, but must report to her.

Although most of the time it’s just a matter of process.

But today is different.

William posed difficult problems to the Queen in public, could not find any fault at all, and was able to establish a loyal minister who respected the Queen.

He looked at the audience of nearly 100,000 people with evil intentions from the corner of his eye.

Let's see what answer the Queen you admire can give.

Walder cursed in his heart, but he could only sigh and was unable to stop it.

He suddenly felt that he was really old.

In this era where everyone is more shameless than anyone else, he is a bit too reserved.

The audience was silent.

The crowd nervously focused their attention on the Queen's box.

They were also a little panicked.

They believe that the Queen is a good emperor, but she is young after all. Can she cope with such a situation?

The Queen's soft voice came from the box.

"You are just a special envoy and have no right to talk to me on an equal footing. Sophia coming in person is just as good."

A soft and cold voice with indisputable authority.

Angelina's face changed slightly.

After all, the plenipotentiary envoy is not the emperor of the empire.

If you want to talk to Sylph on an equal footing, she is indeed not qualified.

More than 90,000 people in the audience burst into earth-shattering cheers.

That's so well said, she deserves to be everyone's queen.

Who are you to question my queen?

The cheers were mixed with contemptuous insults towards the Ruriks.

Although they are all barbarians in the eyes of the people of the Magic Empire, barbarians are also superior.

The Sussexes, Golden Kite and Thalia are relatively civilized and elegant barbarians, while the Ruriks and Heinians are more barbaric barbarians.

The old Sussexes who wore the Rose flag looked down upon the vulgar Ruriks with all their hearts.

Her Majesty the Queen's answer was very satisfying to them.

It's no use to lighten the qi, the problem still needs to be faced.

Can Adam still play the role?

Queen Sylph raised her voice and shouted:

"Where is Qing Luo Lan?"

Roland understood, exchanged glances with Sif, and quickly stepped out.

"The minister is here."

"Adam is your subordinate, and you are responsible for this matter. From now on until the problem is completely resolved, you will have full authority to negotiate with Angelina on my behalf."

Wonderful.

Walder's wrinkled old face, which was sulking, instantly relaxed.

His good student got the idea.

But he didn't know that this order changed hands twice.

Roland informed Sif, Sif informed Sylph, and then Sylph gave orders to Roland.

It's like Roland ordered himself.

He held his head high and accepted the order, looking at Angelina coldly.

You can use various methods to deal with the Ruriks, but you can't be cowardly.

"Special Envoy Angelina, your country and ours are both civilized and rule-of-law countries. We must abide by the law and follow procedures when speaking and doing things."

Angelina stared at Roland, feeling vaguely that something was wrong.

This guy started with a big hat on him, but he couldn't refuse to accept it.

You can't say that we Rurik people are just barbarians and don't respect the law.

She dared to say that the Queen must have skinned her.

She could only respond coldly: "What do you want to say."

Roland snorted angrily and asked loudly: "Since we are a civilized country governed by the rule of law, if you want to accuse our citizen Adam, you should file an international lawsuit through the legal department in accordance with the law, instead of shouting on stage during important celebrations in our country."

"Is this how your queen taught you diplomatic etiquette?"

Roland's opening was a moral kidnapping, and the whole process was a series of moral kidnappings. He ignored the facts and directly blamed him for his position.

But what he said was reasonable and well-founded, and there was nothing wrong with it.

This set of essence words, which came from the 21st century and was refined by hundreds of millions of people attacking each other on the Internet, is simply a dimensionality-reducing blow in this era.

Hearing Roland's angry rebuke, the crowd in the audience burst into earth-shattering cheers.

As expected of Her Majesty the Queen's couple, they handled it so appropriately!
  Perhaps because of his love for the house, many people suddenly felt that when they looked at Roland, this pretty boy was not without merit. He could at least help Her Majesty the Queen solve problems.

William added trouble to the Queen.

Roland solves the problem for the Queen.

High judgment.

Amid the cheers of the audience, Angelina's beautiful cheeks were not even a trace of blood, and her eyelashes were hung with a layer of frost, obviously she was extremely angry.

(End of this chapter)