November 10, 1379, Medland Glory Calendar.
A cold wave that originated from the northern ice field roared across the northern ice sea and swept across the northern territory of the Delun Empire. It took several days to finally arrive at Fort Hydera.
The temperature dropped sharply, and it had reached about minus ten degrees Celsius.
The heavy snow fell down, and the world was covered with silver and white. Even the rivers flowing through the Heidra Fort were frozen by ice and snow. In the Hydra Palace, a group of swans raised by royal families were stunned and screamed in the snow and ice.
Not adapting to the snow and ice in the north at all, Qiao was wearing a full white bear-skinned jacket and stood trembling on the terrace of Salian's bedroom, playing the game he learned from a little palace maid yesterday.
He had a thermos bottle in his hand, he carried a water cup, poured boiling water into the water cup, and then sprinkled the water in the water cup into the sky with force.
'puff'!
As soon as the steaming boiling water was sprinkled into the sky, it quickly turned into a large bunch of ice crystals and fell down.
Qiao smiled "hehehe" and was a little happy with this childish game.
Funny, so much fun.
In Tulun Port, there is no chance to play such a game. How can this kind of ice-like weather occur when the temperatures are above 25 degrees throughout the year?
A fluffy white ice crystals kept spewing out in the air, and Qiao Hun's thick laughter spread far away with the cold wind.
In the palace, in an office, Salian stood behind the floor-to-ceiling window, frowned and looked at Joe standing on the terrace in the distance: "This kid is like an eight-year-old child..."
Mata XIII stood beside Salian, raised the wine glass in his hand in a very good mood: "It's a good thing to be childlike innocence."
Salian sighed and shook his head. He turned around and looked at Mata XIII and asked him seriously: "I didn't ask him about the origin of those drawings. Do you have any useful information to find out?"
Mata XIII was silent.
It took a little more than a week to verify the drawings given by Joe.
A new cannon with amazing range.
New-style shells with great lethality.
The new fried medicine with nitrochemical-glycol-oil, far more powerful than black gunpowder.
In addition, Jules Silver Hammer brought his tribe members to hand-made verification samples, those new rifles with amazing power, terrible firing range, can be fired continuously, and new weapons called "machine guns".
The successful test of each verification product made the senior executives of the empire who knew the inside story excited.
But while being excited, everyone was so curious that they were almost heartbreaking. Where did this guy Qiao get these, technically, decades ahead of the current mainstream Medlands, or even hundreds of years ahead of the drawings?
Salian did not ask Qiao in person, and Mata XIII used the power of the palace secret guards and the imperial intelligence system in his hands to investigate Qiao's whereabouts before and after he came to the imperial capital.
Mata XIII was silent for a long time before pursing her lips and smiled: "A very interesting thing is so interesting. In the past few days, several palace maids who helped him take care of his clothes and appearance found an interesting little card on him."
"He might not pay much attention to keeping the secret...or, he simply didn't take this matter seriously...or, was he intentionally letting us see?" Shaking his head, Mata Thirteenth said leisurely: "But look at him now, he is like a child... Maybe he didn't take this matter seriously at all, right?"
Shrugging his shoulders, Mata XIII smiled brightly: "This is so interesting. Weilun, he made the stupidest decision in his life. He, an extra-staff Al 11 member, attacked a 'real' Al member."
"A real Al member?" Salian murmured this sentence.
"Yes, the 'real' Al member. Salian, you understand what I mean. This kid is different from the 'out-of-staff' and semi-public member who has a certain reputation and reputation, who took the initiative to apply to Al to join."
"This kid is probably the disciple of some big man among Al, a real Al member of the core circle."
Mata XIII murmured: "This is great. We have another channel to deal with them. Moreover, compared with those cunning old guys, such an Al's 'naive' is more in our interests, right?"
Salian grinned: "So, those drawings..."
Mata XIII said in a deep voice: "The Imperial Academy of Sciences has analyzed the papers used in the drawings. The materials are very unique, the workmanship is extremely excellent, the texture is extremely excellent, and the performance is extremely excellent. Today, no country in Medland can produce paper of this level."
"They suspect that these are relics left over from the unspeakable times...these drawings are also taboo things in a sense."
Mata XIII picked up the wine glass and took a small sip: "We all know that the Al organization is extremely good at robbing ancient tombs and excavating ruins... These drawings are likely to come from their unexpected harvest at one time?"
"Why, we?" Salian frowned and murmured: "We can verify these drawings, and they can't do it. Such a hugely valuable drawing is really... just because Joe wants to get rid of his sins, so he got it?"
Mata XIII was silent again.
He frowned, squinted, staring at the dark brown wine in the quilt, and fell into deep thought.
After a while, he murmured: "Who knows? In history, Al has done similar things to help one country become stronger and another country die... Perhaps Al wants to see the turbulence in the mainland."
Shaking his head, Mata Thirteen smiled indifferently: "Maybe, we were thinking too much, this was actually a... A beautiful accident. Joe got these drawings from certain channels for some reason, and then he actually didn't understand the true value of these drawings, so he handed them out and prepared to use them to escape from sin."
Salian turned around and looked at Joe, who was playing in the distance through the floor-to-ceiling window again.
"Maybe you've said it to the point... I also think that he doesn't know what those drawings mean at all... In fact, just giving one tenth or even one percent of them is enough to get him out of all charges."
Salian chuckled slowly, "We were surprised and took a big advantage?"
Mata XIII breathed slowly: "We are lucky, Salian. Think about it, if these drawings were not taken to your hands, they were... obtained by others."
Salian said without looking back: "Don't worry, I will preserve those drawings. I will maximize their value and I will benefit the empire from it. But, the ownership of those drawings is mine, do you agree?"
Mata XIII frowned: "Okay, okay, you are just like your grandmother, and your desire to monopolize everything - too strong."
Shaking his head, Mata XIII sighed: "But this is the nature of your Heidra Fort family...Salian, don't let any 'outsiders' have any chance to get in touch with these drawings. So, I will transfer a team of newly trained Heidra Secret Guards to you, and from now on, they will completely obey your orders."
Salian raised his brow, turned around with a spring breeze, bowed gently to Mata XIII: "Grandfather, thank you so much... For the benefit of the empire, I will definitely work diligently and perform my duties... Well, don't forget the credit of this kid."
Mata XIII stared straight at Joe playing through the floor-to-ceiling window: "Of course not... this kid... is a little more lucky. Well, protect him, don't let anyone threaten him, and don't let him leave your sight."
"But be careful, don't let him mistakenly think that you are monitoring him, don't let him mistakenly think that the royal family you represent does not trust him... You must grasp this degree well." Mata XIII murmured: "If everything is just a coincidence, then, very good... If all this is not a coincidence, the Al organization does contact us through him, then, better."
‘Dong, dundong’!
Someone knocked on the office door, and then Merlin pushed the door and walked in.
He stood at the door and said calmly: "Your Highness, the Ruhr City Coal and Metallurgical Consortium, the head representative of the top twelve deacons, asked for a joint visit... They were visiting secretly, and they asked to keep their whereabouts confidential."
Mata XIII and Salian looked at each other and smiled.
The fat sheep is here.
Some people make wrong decisions and provoke the majesty of the imperial royal family, and they have to pay the price.
And if these treacherous and greedy businessmen have to pay the price... Haha, look, the top 12 deacons' head representatives of the top 12 deacons' families are visiting secretly, and they must keep their whereabouts confidential!
There are too many things to talk about here.
"Then, go and meet them. This year's New Year should be very good." Mata XIII smiled brightly: "A large amount of funds will be put into storage. To be honest, although this is too stinking, it is always a pleasure to make money."
An hour later, Merlin found Joe, who was running around the ground with fodder in a frozen river channel in the Hydra Palace, and was chased by a group of swans with big wings.
"His Excellency Qiao, the second-layer coal metallurgy consortium of the Road, the heads of the top 12 deacons, have jointly sought the consent of His Highness Mata and His Highness Salian, and they are willing to give you enough compensation for the incorrect things they have done before."
Qiao stopped suddenly.
Several fierce male swans shouted, and pounced on them with their hard beaks and pecked at Qiao Yitong.
Qiao stretched out his finger and bounced the male swans on the heads of the heads, knocking them out. He looked at Meilin and asked curiously: "Compensation? What compensation is called enough?"
Merlin smiled slightly and lowered his voice: "His Royal Highness Salian means that you can claim compensation from them as much as you want...His Royal Highness Salian said, I believe that no matter how high the price you offer, they will agree."
Chapter completed!