Sanctuary Huazhang III Tianyuan

Chapter 26

Chapter26

The follow-up of the musical was very vigorous, and I saw various morning newspapers sold by the roadside early the next morning.

<>: Yesterday's hugely publicized musical drama <> ended perfectly, and His Majesty Luo Sihua and His Royal Highness Eden staged a live version of falling in love and killing each other.

The headlines are followed by detailed reports.

Five minutes before the opening, His Majesty Luo Sihua brought His Highness Eden, who secretly visited Orson, into the VIP seat, causing a short-term criticism...

During the subsequent singing and dancing performances, His Majesty Luo Sihua had intimate actions with each other many times, especially the passionate kiss between the two in the private room at the end of the curtain, it was simply a live version of <>...

<>: The large-scale musical <> combines modern and classical stage forms, creates a perfect audio-visual feast, and attracts a large number of audiences with its eye-catching script...

It is worth mentioning that His Majesty Rosewald and His Highness Eden watched together. It was once rumored that the script of <> was inspired by their stories, and their presence this time will undoubtedly add commercial effects to the play...

The above two newspapers belong to the official control, and the content is exhausted. Unfortunately, the miscellaneous gossip entertainment is not so restrained.

<>: Does His Majesty Rosewald openly express the resurgence of old feelings? <>The song and dance drama intends to kiss His Royal Highness Eden?

I glanced at the dazzling and exaggerated headlines indifferently, and flipped through some of them that were quite interesting.

For example, this sentence: For two sacred artifact holders who are comparable to each other, love can only be a luxury in life, but with their status, who can not need some luxury goods?

Luo Sihua was haunted by messy things for three consecutive days, and I, an idler, gradually became more idle.

Patrick said to me: "Recently, Chiye has often been in a little trouble recently, and has disputes with the border strait of Aitz Island. Although they are all small troubles, I don't worry. I always feel that things are not that simple."

I raised my eyebrows and smiled: "You're not implying that Aates is deliberately attacking Chiye, are you? Don't forget that I'm not in the territory now, and Aates won't act rashly without natural barriers, not to mention that the spirit race people don't like war by nature."

Patrick said: "I didn't say that Aitz was planning to do something wrong, but I am very worried. If the people act spontaneously, it will be even more difficult for the government to interfere."

I thought for a while and picked up the cloak: "I'll go take a look with you."

I haven't set foot in Chiye Territory for a long time, and it opened up all the mysteries and growth of my youth.

Patrick proudly showed off his obedient four-winged pegasus mount, flying lightly in the endless sky. I was sitting on a black pegasus that was not very safe, and I always needed to beware of this thing throwing me off.

The silver-white sky of the red night was as clean and indifferent as ever. The silver sky enveloped the frozen city, and the ice and snow added too much desolation to the country.

The sun can't see the scorching heat here at all, and it hastily retreated after releasing a little light and heat. It happened to be snowy evening when Patrick and I arrived at the border.

The setting sun reflects the flowing clouds for thousands of years, and the falling snow meets the passing water for thousands of years.

The opposite strait between Aiz and Chiye is the famous "maritime branch road" Kyiyi Strait, which communicates with the southern sea area of ​​the entire sea transportation of the Sanctuary.

Distraught, Patrick found the most common entertainment center and dragged me in. It was very noisy inside, and people from the middle and lower classes were mixed together. There was nothing to hide from talking about politics and military affairs here.

As soon as I entered, I took a corner. Patrick came over with a drink, and the table next to me was discussing "Is it possible for Chiye to turn defeat into victory in the current political situation?"

"Although we have a certain amount of freedom now, that is also the favor that Orson bestowed on us. We can't go on like this forever. Now Orson Aitz restrains each other and has no time to manage us. This is our perfect opportunity!"

"People who live in other people's land can only be slaves. Orson is good at using assimilation education to completely transform you. We shouldn't believe their lies!"

There were voices of contempt for him everywhere, as if he was making trouble for no reason.

I sneered.

There are so few hot-blooded men who support the country, and people's hearts are so scattered, it's no wonder that one of Orson's legions can regain Chiye.

But this is precisely the best time to confuse people's hearts.

Suddenly another conversation caught our attention: "Hey, have you heard that people died on the bank of the Keyi River two days ago, and this time three people died!"

"Three of them died, are they still from Saint Wing this time? Are they also stationed here?"

"Of course it is. I think it's clearly the work of an organization..." The man deliberately lowered his voice, and said mysteriously.

"What organization dares to fight against them when Orson is so powerful, isn't it courting death?"

"You are too pessimistic. If so many people from the Meizu work together, are they still afraid of the garrison of the Saint Wing tribe? Orson's attack on us is nothing more than a propaganda of strength, and they didn't do anything to us, did they?!"

"Chi Ye has been an independent nation since ancient times. We have no reason to be ruled by another race! What we need is not cowardice and standing on the sidelines. There are always people who are pioneers and pioneers."

This man's eloquence is good and his logic is clear. Chiye has been colonized by Orson for more than 700 years. The shadow of war has long since receded, and it is no longer fear and concealment that hangs over the people.

After a short period of silence, the entertainment center was full of voices, people were easily drawn into the scene, and many echoing slogans gradually sounded.

In recent years, Luo Sihua has given the Meizu people the greatest freedom and the fullest power. At that time, it was to stabilize the society, but now it has become the capital of resistance.

Patrick looked at me.

I lowered my voice very low, and quietly said to Patrick who was beside me with a dignified face: "This is by no means the normal self-awakening of Meizu people. Someone is deliberately inciting the people to create turmoil."

Patrick said: "Of course I can see that, fortunately, Chiye has been relatively stable these years. If it is in a period of intensified conflicts, it must be a large-scale riot now."

The people are sometimes the most terrifying and powerful weapon. They are easy to be transformed into more extremes by relying on extreme ideas, and become more angry by relying on angry content. When the times converge into a trend, it will be unstoppable.

How could Luo Sihua not know this, he will always weigh the pros and cons to make the best choice.

Patrick got up: "I'm going to see a few people who came in and were assassinated, would you like to come together?"

I nodded and followed him away from this increasingly out-of-control entertainment center.

Someone in the garrison area is already investigating. I saw Garian at the gate, his red pupils were a little tired, and his messy hair was blowing on his face.

"Didn't I tell you not to come, it's such a mess here now, and the person who wants to make trouble most wants to fix it is you."

Patrick was a little worried, and Garrian smiled at him lightly.

"This is the motherland where I grew up. Do you even need to let go of this? Now facing such a situation, do you want me to sit and wait for death?"

I think the two of them get along very interestingly, but I have no doubt that they can continue to flirt here, so I asked, "Garyan, do you have any suspects?"

Garrian said: "I have checked, and these people are currently engaged in overseas wine trade, and the place where they trade happens to be located in the Keyi Strait."

Patrick frowned: "It's not uncommon for Chiyesheng to produce good wine and want to make money for trade. Is there anything suspicious about that?"

Garrian didn't answer, turned around and sent him away, showing me a photo.In the photo are a few Eldar, wearing uniforms, talking with the vintner with a smile on their faces.

I frowned: "What does this mean?"

Garian was slightly surprised: "Don't you understand that you are from the Spirit Race?"

"understand what?"

"The wines of the Spirit Race are rarely imported. Because of the excellent climate, they have the best planting conditions. Most of the wines imported by the nobles in the sanctuary are from Aicz. Only those who are for the mass market like to import from Chiye. Lingling The ethnic group almost never imports any raw material products from other countries.”

I shrugged, holding the photo and suddenly felt something was wrong, I couldn’t remember it and said casually: “Oh, I just drink and don’t care about market regulation.”

Garian added: "I have investigated the business of these people. It is a registered but never operated factory. The purpose of these people is definitely not to engage in marketing."

I looked at the photo strangely, and there was a girl behind the two men. She was petite and thin, and I thought I had seen it vaguely.

After a while, I asked, "Is there a clearer one? This one is too blurry, and the person behind can't see it clearly."

"What's wrong?"

"It's hard to say," I thought about it carefully, and dismissed the thought just now, "it may be my hallucination."

Garian said: "The last thing I want is for the Eldar to participate in this matter. The situation is chaotic enough now. If you join Eden, it will become an unprecedented war in the entire sanctuary. It is too cruel to the people."

This is the first sentence that I heard for the people when I lived in the aristocratic royal family and grew up in the top political ranks.

Garian suddenly put away his solemn expression, instead he was a little confused and regretful.

"Eden, I have never quite understood your position. You are undoubtedly on the political side of Aates, so what will you do with His Majesty Rosswa?"

I blinked and spoke frivolously, "What should I do? We are the secret lovers of enemies on the battlefield."

He obviously didn't take what I said seriously, and said with a slight smile: "I thought you meant to say that the enemy on the battlefield is a friend in private."

"I've tried, but I can't. I can't be friends with Roswald."

Garrian nodded in understanding.

"I wanted to watch <> a few days ago. It was too popular in Orson in the early stage, but I always felt that going with Patrick would attract criticism, so I had to excuse it."

I replied dryly: "Actually, there is no loss if you don't look at it."

Garian smiled elegantly again: "However, His Majesty Luo Sihua has shown his ambiguous relationship with you in a very high-profile way. Not everyone can do this."

I nodded, and couldn't stand such a topic, so I hurriedly changed the subject: "What's your plan next?"

"I asked Patrick to go to the 0.1 canyon, where there is a very important ore casting weapon that is very useful."

"0.1 canyon?"

It seemed to touch the memory of too long ago, I pressed my head, "Hey, is there a dragon there?"

"Of course, it is the public training ground of many countries in the sanctuary, and there are many powerful beasts there."

I took the photo from his hand and looked at it again, feeling a chill.

For some reason, I always feel that the figure of this skinny girl is very familiar, like a girl wielding a death scythe in a combat performance I watched with Owen a long time ago.

But after all, it is a major issue of international disputes, and it is impossible for me to tell Garian.

ENDIF

Writer's words:

This week I worked hard to write a lot of saved manuscripts, plus what I saved before, it should be enough for a while.

I won't write any articles from next week, I will finish posting these saved manuscripts and study hard!