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In the luxurious Imperial Palace, an imperial family manager with a wig walked on the corridor leading to the emperor’s bedroom with a serious face.

Behind him were some people, some people with the same serious face, and everyone’s reserved face had a sense of murder.

The soldier in the corridor wanted to stop the Imperial Family Manager, but he glared back.

In Gevlar, the head of the Imperial Family has a high status. He can’t touch things related to politics, but he has the power of second only to the emperor for the internal affairs of the Imperial Palace.

This is also some of the experience that the Imperial Family has accumulated during the long years of rule of the Imperial Family. For some time in the past, several emperors have been emptied by the Imperial Family manager in a certain sense, and the queen’s arms The child of the director almost stolen the throne by a bastard.

Like inside and outside collusion and so on also happened many times, so later, after the Imperial Family regained power, it changed some rules to minimize the potential of the Imperial Family manager, and at the same time, in order to prevent it from happening. Anything that is too late to deal with causes irreversible consequences, all the candidates of the Imperial Family director must be selected from the members of the Imperial Family.

In other words, the director of the Imperial Family is mostly the emperor’s uncle or relatives such as brother. Even if one day comes, the imperial family’s throne and power will not be lost to outsiders.

At the same time, the emperor will have more trust in his personally appointed supervisor, and the relationship and relationship between each other will be better and more stable.

At the end of the corridor, the Imperial Family Manager pushed open the door of the emperor’s dormitory. In the huge dormitory, the emperor was sleeping soundly on the velvet bed. The room was very warm.

In order to provide the emperor with a comfortable environment, there are many pure copper pipes on the walls and the floor in this room, and there will be constant high-temperature steam passing through the copper pipes, making the whole room warm like spring.

The emperor was covered with a thin quilt, and the slow and rhythmic rise and fall of his chest showed that he was still asleep.

The soldier outside the door wanted to say something, but the manager standing by the door couldn’t speak, and could only remain silent.

The manager slowly closed the door of the dormitory. The heavy and sound-proof door completely isolated the connection between the dormitory and the outside world. The soldiers standing outside the door glanced at each other and silently sighed, they knew what was going to happen.

Since the end of the war, there have been voices of dissatisfaction with the emperor in the Imperial Family. They spent too much wealth in the war, but they did not get enough returns. Many members of the Imperial Family and the royal family members Most of the properties are hollowed out.

In addition to the adjustment of the country’s development direction after the war, Ameria has become a rapidly developing region, and domestic development has begun to slow down. This also makes those members of the Imperial Family, including the noble ministers, whose interests are basically in the country. Dissatisfaction.

They believe that the emperor’s purpose in building the overseas enclave of Ameria is not to get rid of the current “island predicament” of Gevula. This is a theory put forward by a domestic scholar who believes that Gevula’s biggest problem This is an island country that is isolated and helpless. Once the war fails and the flames of war burn to the mainland of Gevra, Gevra may be subjugated.

When the war develops to that stage, it can actually explain the problem. The Gafra people are not opponents of the other side, and only their destruction is waiting for them.

But some people think that these all are decisions made by the emperor for a certain purpose are not really…want to do that.

All kinds of dissatisfaction subsided unexpectedly after the loss of the naval battle between Gevlar and the Federation. It was not that these people began to understand the emperor’s previous thoughts and practices, but that the contradictions began to deepen and accumulate from relatively simple contradictions. , And even some people think that the difficulties and challenges currently faced by Gefra all stem from the emperor’s arrogance.

This kind of sharp contradiction will not be manifested, but everyone can feel its existence. The emperor will roar at the ruler’s great hall almost every three to five this year. A few years ago, he almost a year. will not roar a few times.

He was also very anxious, but there was no good solution, and all the troubles were not resolved.

Sometimes people don’t care how much you can do, they only care if you do it or not, and the emperor is now in the eyes of people, as if nothing was done!

In the room, the general manager walked to the bed, the emperor was still asleep, and he didn’t seem to feel the surroundings at all.

The manager picked up the cup on the bedside table. There was some unfinished wine in it. He sniffed at the mouth of the cup. It was high spirits. In addition to this cup, there was a bottle of pills, a medicine to help sleep. .

It can be seen that the emperor of Gevlar is suffering from insomnia…probably troubled.

The people who came in with the manager put the things they carried on the table. Some took out a tarp and spread it on the ground. Others took out one foot by one from the box they carried. What a long round tube, screwed it to a larger machine, and opened a switch that can be pulled several times.

After they finished all the preparations, Steward had a successful and happy smile on his face, he raised his wrist and glanced at his watch.

It was 4:45 in the morning, and it was also the quietest time for the Imperial Capital of Gevlar. Even the girls outside selling happiness were almost resting.

And this is also the darkest moment of the day, but the director believes that as long as this moment passes, dawn will come soon.

“Let’s start!” He commanded, stepping aside, lest something would spill on his body, his suit was not cheap, he liked it again.

An ordinary-looking guy in his 30s, who entered the emperor’s bedroom with him behind the general manager, raised the guy in his hand and aimed at the emperor who was still asleep. The black hole’s long tube was dark, as if hiding Something terrifying.

In the next second, a voice that definitely doesn’t belong here, and shouldn’t be here, rang—”Merisco Symphony No. 4″, a section of the named “Resistance”.

The music is full of the kind of struggle and shouting in the face of oppression, the anger and resistance in the face of fate, the rhythm is fast and full of power!

As soon as the sound sounded, the emperor’s chest began to rise and fall violently. The director looked at him with a triumphant smile on his face. He knew that the emperor was awake and pretending to sleep, so he raised his hand and the band even more. Played hard.

In the end, the emperor couldn’t hold on any longer. It was definitely not a comfortable thing to play this kind of symphony in a place much larger than a normal bedroom, but countless times smaller than the opera hall.

He is impossible to pretend to sleep!

He was angry and irritable. He was woken up from his dream before dawn. He picked up the half bottle of wine remaining on the bedside and threw it fiercely in the direction of the sound.

Fortunately, the director had already prepared, and two musicians were able to block the bottle.

The wine in the bottle that fell on the ground was flowing freely, but don’t worry, the tarp was laid before, it will not harm the carpet.

“I’m going to kill you!” The emperor sat up suddenly, grabbing his hair and roaring, “Damn it, it’s not five o’clock!”

He got up a little hysterically, constantly beating the air around him, but he was still playing at those bands, at first they were indeed a little worried, but now they are paralyzed, anyway, nothing serious.

Even because the emperor said he would kill them, they worked harder than before!

“Ahhhh…Can you…let me sleep for a while?” Seeing that it was useless, the emperor started to be soft, “Half an hour, dear big brother, it only takes half an hour!”

The manager shook the head, he is the emperor’s big brother, at first he knew that he was not the emperor, and there was nothing dissatisfied about it, at least he wouldn’t be like the other brother sisters, most of them were I was personally slaughtered by this younger brother.

At least he still has a good job now, and he is still respected by people.

Perhaps making the emperor’s life unhappy is also one of his pleasures.

“No, Your Majesty!”

“You must go to the fitness room to exercise for 30 minutes before five o’clock, and then deal with the documents that you sent in the middle of the night. At 6:20 in the morning, you are going to wake up the prince and the Imperial Princess and the queen. You are at 6:45. Have breakfast in the restaurant. At 7:30, the Minister of Foreign Affairs will talk to you about work. At 8:30, you will appear on the city wall of the Imperial Palace to return greetings to the ordinary people who visit…”

The emperor who was sitting on the bed sighed, he accepted his fate.

The manager saw here that the wake-up service was over, he made a stop gesture, the band stopped, and then disassembled the instrument, and they were leaving later.

The emperor sitting on the bed began to adapt. He complained, “Why didn’t I be a faint lord?”, he looked at his big brother, “Or be a Tyrant, so at least you won’t be a damn four Wake me up at 45!”

Steward walked to the other door, pressed the upper button, and looked at the emperor, “You can do that, but will you?”

The next second, the door opened, and two…well, at least 200 catties of servant women squeezed out of the door, holding a brush in their hands, and grinning to the emperor, “Your Majesty, please Take a shower!”

This is definitely not a pleasant morning. The emperor feels like a small boat that can capsize at any time in a rainstorm.

When he first took the throne, in order to prevent himself from becoming a faint king, a Tyrant, all the beautiful maids in the Imperial Palace were replaced with such large tonnage.

For this reason, the subjects all over the country enthusiastically praised him as the best Mingjun ever, but now he thinks about it, he is really a fucking silly beep, don’t toss others, try to toss himself.

Just as he was thinking about these things, a servant girl looked at him with a smile, “Your Majesty, do you want to dig out the birdhouse?”