At about twelve o'clock in the night, Garrell Owen sent Weissovara away, changed into a black robe, and left Suanna's palace in a low-key manner from the stairs where the servants entered and left Suanna's palace. He climbed a black two-wheeled carriage waiting at the back door of the palace, silently walked through the upper city with the carriage, left Roswell's city, and stopped outside the Royal Manor in the suburbs. After a while, someone came out of the manor and led him through the servant's door, using the servant's passage, and entered the manor, circled around the manor, and entered a room with all the windows covered with black cloth.

"You're here."

The second prince Wenfeng Gibson, dressed in military uniform, stood in the room, holding a sword in his hand. He turned his head and looked at Garrell Irving, with no expression of joy and anger.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Garrel Irving knelt down on one knee and looked at the ground. After not seen this former literary youth, now General Wenfeng, has a lot of iron-blooded atmosphere on his body, which makes him feel a little awe.

"Tell me, what's the matter if I'm so anxious?"

"The news in the mountains, the Remote plan was known by that person. The hawk is chasing us, our time—"

"Hold!"

Before Wen Feng could finish Garrel's words, he cursed. After that, he looked at Garrel who had fallen silent and lowered his voice.

"Say it, there is any bad news, let's talk about it together."

"The mountain said that we have not had much time, and the mountain said that they only provide information and do not provide other help."

"These mud legs are still the same kind of queuing and slacking off. It's better to point at them than to go up to the tree!"

Prince Wenfeng despised Eilena's caution and caution, but accidentally used the proverbs he despised the most. However, Garrell did not realize this mistake of His Highness, so he just followed His Highness's wishes and continued.

"They are not going to help us too much. When we turn back and implement the plan, it would be great if they can avoid causing trouble."

"Okay, I understand. You keep following this matter, and you have worked hard on many things. You won't leave later. Let's talk together. Prime Minister Irving, come out."

His Royal Highness was not loud, but he called out Prime Minister Ankenriin from behind the screen. The sad-looking prime minister glanced at Garrell on the ground and gave a soft command.

"Get up, brother, your news is very timely. We also got this news from other channels. Recently, several marginal figures in the plan have disappeared. Now, it is very likely that they were caught by the hawk and probably died. Those people have little problem. They have just explained it, and they know not the core content, and they are saved. However, we do not have much time left. And now the little prince Gary has returned, adding variables to our plan. Although Gary has no power in Roswell, it is not easy for us to deal with if the royalists turn to support His Highness after the plan."

"Just that incompetent brother?" Wen Feng cursed. Although the words did not attach importance to Gary, it can be seen from his brow that he was actually very afraid of this brother.

"Your Highness, there is not much time left. It just so happens that tomorrow is a banquet to welcome your highness. Why not just attack the banquet and take down your Highness and his father, and never suffer any future troubles!"

When Emil Irving said this, his tone was very light, but his intention to kill was very strong. Wen Feng glanced at him, remained silent for a while, and asked.

"Sir, my father has always valued you very much, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you are his confidant. But why did you join our plan, or would you become an advocate of this plan?"

"Your Highness, I have reported this to you," Emil Irving whispered and reinterpreted it. Now that the plan is about to be implemented, his loyalty must not be questioned anymore. He has decided to betray the old emperor. If he offended his new master, then Emil Irving will really have no future.

"I still like Your Majesty. Although he is sometimes too strict and sometimes can't see the general trend, it is still good for me. However, before becoming a good retainer, what I have to do first is a good member of the family. The industry of the Irving family is already inseparable from Elena. A large part of the shares of the Pengpai Power Company are held by us in various ways after the Mage Tower, not to mention the big head of border trade, and it is also monopolized by our families. In addition, the family factory has always been insufficient, and His Majesty has been preparing for a war against Elena, which will inevitably lead to a further lack of manpower. Moreover, Elena's financial situation is already very dangerous, and the army that has maintained more than one and three million for a long time has been maintained.

After reaching our financial limit, Your Majesty has delayed the war loans of several great dukes twice, and our tax situation is not very optimistic. The country's policies have come to a time when they cannot be changed, but Your Majesty still holds the same old idea and always looks at Elena with a hostile attitude. I want me to say that although Elena occupies the territory of our two provinces, the people on that territory still speak Rein, and the blood of Ankenrein is still flowing in their blood vessels. If it weren't for Elena, we might not have been able to defeat the Negru Republic with steam cannons at that time. Objectively speaking, although Elena splits our territory, it prevents the attack of the Negru Republic and indirectly quells the rebellion of Roninger.

In my opinion, the benefits that Elena brings to Ankenryin have exceeded the costs of those two provinces. Moreover, until now, Elena has not raised the flag and has actually exercised autonomy, which shows that they still have Ankenryin in their hearts. In this case, cooperation with a force with advanced steam technology and suspected to be a great magician is far more rational than confrontation. His Majesty's understanding of this matter is fundamentally different from ours. He always says that Gastenth's forbidden spell magic must be problematic.

He could not release the forbidden spell magic again. But how could this unfounded guess be used as the basis for implementing a country's policy? I advised Your Majesty, but he could not listen. Since persuasion is useless and the country's economy is on the verge of collapse, there are actually not many choices left. Cooperating with you is not as good as the wishes of our Irving family, rather than my personal wishes, the wishes of all the emerging bourgeoisie and factory owners. Therefore, although Your Majesty treats me well, my decision will not be affected by this."

"Class struggle and class analysis, do we still use Alena's analysis methods to this day..."

Wen Feng frowned and finished listening, thinking for a while, and gave Owen an answer.

"Although the theory is wrong, the analysis method is still reasonable. Although my father is wise, his mistakes on this issue cannot be corrected. Moreover, my younger brother is a variable after all. Whether it is you or me, I definitely don't want Ankenry to be Ankenry because of being hostile to Elena, nor do I want Ankenry to become Elena, right?"

“That’s natural.”

"That's much easier to do. Since all the parts are basically in place and tomorrow is another good day, then the Hot Month Plan will be officially implemented."

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The Emperor's dinner to welcome Gary Gibson was held in Suanna Palace, in order to entertain guests who were not qualified to enter the palace. Because Gary Gibson returned from Elena, His Emperor specially invited the factory owners who were close to Elena and those larger traders, including the New Ram who had previously gathered at Wes Sovala's house. Many of them received invitation letters. At the same time, the Imperial family of aristocratic families, military representatives, and consul Dillar Warren, the Consul of Elena's Roswell office. More than 300 guests gathered in the royal hall of Suanna Palace, drinking and chatting, which was very lively. However, not many people noticed the undercurrent behind the banquet.

It was seven o'clock, and Paul Gibson, dressed in a royal dress, took the little prince Gary Gibson's hand and walked onto the stage in front of the hall. The staff brought a long, huge loudspeaker over. Paul Gibson greeted him gently, attracting the attention of all guests.

"Everyone, I am very happy to be able to attend this party to welcome my youngest son Gary Gibson back from Elena. Two years ago, in order to thank Elena for helping us stop the attack of the Republic of Negro, and to further promote communication and exchanges between the two sides, I sent my youngest son Gary Gibson to Elena and let him receive the education of Gastenth. Two years later, Gastenth gave me this incompetent young son a leave to let him go home to see my old father. To be honest, this incident touched me very much and made me realize Elena's sincerity. Here, I would like to thank Elena for her education of my youngest son, and also ask our Consul, Mr. Dillar, to send my blessings to the distant Chairman Gastenth."

Dillar, who was standing in the front row, raised his glass and said without saying a word. Now is His Majesty's one-man show time, so he is not easy to interrupt. Although his surname is Warren, he has been trained as a steward of a great noble since childhood. He knows a lot and is proficient in aristocratic etiquette. However, he can still feel the differences and inequality in the eyes of his master as a serf. Before the Battle of Elena's defense, he fled to Elena. Because he knows Elena's upper class, he is in the rituals.

After a strict inspection, he entered the Elena Anti-Investigation Bureau to be responsible for intelligence work on Ankenrien. Later, with the signing of the Moon Treaty, Sink sent him and his group of comrades with some similar backgrounds to various regions as consuls in offices, managing official exchanges with counterpart countries. Dillar Warren did not reject this arrangement, and even liked it a little. Compared with farm work and the army, he was more familiar with and liked it more than the Anti-Investigation Bureau, but instead he was in his current working state.

"You know, my youngest son has really grown up. Yesterday I picked him up. On the way back, I asked him that many people in China now hope to abolish the serfdom, and some people hope to reduce the scale and number of armaments for Elena. What do he think? Guess what he said?"

The two issues mentioned by Paul are the two most serious issues that Ankenry argues about in the court, and to some extent, are still two issues in the confidentiality stage. The insiders invited to attend the party immediately became nervous when they heard that His Majesty suddenly raised these two questions. In such an informal occasion, in such an unofficial occasion, in such an supposedly relaxed and joyful gathering, these two controversial issues suddenly raised. What was His Majesty’s plan?

Emil Irving, who was standing in the front row, glanced at Wenfeng Gibson standing behind His Majesty the Emperor. Unlike yesterday, today's second prince was wearing a luxurious long gown he liked to wear, which looked very elegant. Prince Wenfeng noticed his gaze and nodded slightly at him.

Gary Gibson, standing next to His Majesty the Emperor, lowered his head embarrassedly. His suggestions yesterday were originally made privately, but he did not expect His Majesty to mention them on this occasion. He had been in Elena for a long time and was used to the straightforward style of doing things over there. He didn't know much about Ankenry's officialdom due to undercurrents. He just knew that these two issues were sensitive topics that everyone is concerned about now, and there was no agreement. It seems that it is not appropriate to say it on this occasion.

"Do you know what my youngest son said?" Paul Gibson smiled, holding Gary's hand in a kind fatherly look. "He told me that confrontation is no longer mainstream now, cooperation is the king. He suggested abolishing the serfdom, reducing border garrisons, and focusing on restoring national strength and recuperation. Are you surprised? A sixteen-year-old prince left Ankenrien for two years and once he returned to China, he directly hit the core issue of the country now? Is it powerful?!"

"This... tastes wrong..."

Garrel Irving, who was standing in the back of the crowd, was a little puzzled. Although he liked to play, his sensitivity to politics was still there. Although His Majesty’s words sounded like praise, the meaning behind them made people sweat a little. Is he suspicious that someone was colluding with Prince Gary Gibson to give him indirect advice? After all, a prince who has been away from the capital for two years should not be so familiar with the situation in the capital!

Weis Sovala, the leader of the new Ram who stood in the back row, was not so sensitive. He immediately became happy when he heard His Majesty the Emperor mention this. Everyone knows that Prince Gary is His Majesty’s favorite prince. Since he made this suggestion in such a semi-public occasion, is he planning to change his policy direction for Elena? If that is true, then their New Ram’s business will become easier and better, and their status in society will also be improved simultaneously.

"This is a good thing."

Forreid Connett, who was standing beside Sovala, leaned over and whispered.

“That’s.”

Sovara responded briefly, focusing all her attention on the stage.
Chapter completed!