A rush of sound passed through the magnificent golden corridors of the Palace of Versailles.
"Urgent news—! Consul! Urgent news from Anglia!"
A minister wiped his sweat and ran huffing and puffing in the long, seemingly endless corridor.
Countless huge white marble sculptures stand majestically on both sides of the corridor. Every five meters forward, you can see two bronze dancers as tall as a person. Their surfaces are covered with gold powder, and they are always in a pose.
With a smiling posture and different dancing postures, he warmly welcomes the visitors in the corridor.
Just when the minister was about to collapse from exhaustion, a magnificent door appeared in front of him. On the door were vividly carved a lion, a poisonous snake, a deer, a wild boar, a bull, a giant and a dragon. Two.
Honor guards stood upright on both sides of the gate, their chests covered with silver and gold medals.
The minister walked to the door of the two soldiers and asked hurriedly before he could take a breath: "When did the consul enter?"
"It's been three hours."
"When can you come out?"
"have no idea."
"Hurry up and open the door for me!"
The two soldiers nodded, each took a step back, and pressed their hands on the two stone shelves on both sides of the gate. There were two silver salamanders on each of the stone shelves. These were the ruling officials of the Alemannic Federation.
The door lock was designed and made by the Count of Île-de-France himself. The soldiers rolled the eyes of the salamander, and the mouth of the salamander automatically opened and spit out a stream of water. The soldiers walked back to the door.
, with just a slight push, the heavy door slowly opened.
Hot steam overflowed from the room, carrying a delicate fragrance. There were many maids standing on both sides of the room, their bodies covered with gauze like cicada wings.
A translucent curtain divided the room into two parts. From the other side of the curtain came the laughter of a girl and the sound of playing in the water.
The minister was at a loss and asked a maid in a low voice: "Who is the consul in there with?"
Before the maid could answer, the girl's voice came out clearly: "Brother, my gardener told me a few days ago that there are many poor people outside who have no bread to eat and can only starve. But why don't they eat cakes?
Woolen cloth?"
Then, the voice of the Count of Île-de-France also rang: "Mary, they are too picky eaters. I will sign a new decree in a moment, stipulating that they can only eat cakes from Monday to Wednesday and put cream on their mouths. Whose
Anyone who has no butter on his lips will be fined a carrot."
"Great! This way no one will dare to be picky about food."
The minister immediately understood that the Count of Île-de-France was staying with his sister. The Count of Île-de-France had not married again since his mother's death, and his sister, who was more than 20 years younger than him, became the closest person to him.
He coughed loudly to attract the attention of the Count of Île-de-France. Soon, the unhappy voice of the Count of Île-de-France came from the other side of the curtain: "What's the matter?"
"Consul, there has been a rebellion in the Dukedom of Anglia. The serfs have occupied the land and castles, and have killed the original local nobles. We must respond immediately."
"The Duchy of Angria? I remember the lord there is called Otto?"
"Yes, he is a member of the same Carolingian family as you, the consul."
"I'm not familiar with him. Just kill him and don't worry about him."
"This...but Archon, the serfs killed the nobles. This is a serious rebellion! If you don't deal with it, the entire federation will be dissatisfied with you, Archon!"
"In that case, give me an order..."
"Yes!" The minister waited expectantly for the Earl of Île-de-France's instructions.
"Take away Otto's nobility!"
"Yes...huh?"
"As long as you're not a noble, being killed by a serf won't be a problem, right?"
"But... this meeting... this... Archon, are you serious?"
"Is there any problem?"
"This problem is bigger than the rebellion in Angria! First of all, you, the consul, do not have such power! Secondly, you, the consul, do not have a suitable reason! Finally, the nobles of the entire federation will rise up because of this behavior.
!”
"He was killed by serfs, and he still has the nerve to be a noble? What can I do? Kill all the serfs in Angria? Then put some dogs, some eagles, and some fish in there.
Turn Anglia into a zoo?”
"Generally speaking, consuls only need to put down rebellions and then punish their first offenders..."
"Who is the first offender?"
"It is understood that it is a guy named Norbert, who was a bandit before."
"In that case, give me an order..."
"Yes!" The minister waited expectantly for the Earl of Île-de-France's instructions.
"Give that Norbert peerage!"
"Yes...huh?"
"As long as he is a noble, there will be no problem, right? Ah, by the way, give him another fiefdom. In this way, this incident will be an internal fight among the nobles, and there is no need for my participation at all."
"But...but...but Norbert was not a noble when he killed Otto! He was ennobled after killing a nobleman, so the problem is even bigger..."
"Ahhh! I'm so annoyed!" The sound of the Count of Île-de-France throwing things came from the other side of the curtain. "Mary, what do you think we should do?"
The girl's voice spoke again: "Why did those serfs kill that Otto?"
"It is said that Otto used bandits to invade their land and was discovered..."
"If that's the case, why do you want your brother to send troops to quell the rebellion? Why don't you let other nobles take this as a lesson?"
"But no matter what the reason, this is a rebellion!"
The Earl of Île-de-France roared: "Enough! Didn't you hear what Mary just said? Let other nobles take this as a lesson! I don't care whether those nobles are satisfied or not?"
The minister was frantic with anxiety: "The Dukedom of Angria is now occupied by rebels and is completely out of the control of the nobles. We can't just ignore it, right?"
"Why do we have to have aristocrats? Can't we just adopt a republic like Hamburg and Bremen and turn it into a free city?"
"The free city needs merchants to manage it! But the Dukedom of Angria only has a group of serfs!"
"Then let them establish a peasant republic!"
"Peasant...peasant republic?"
This is a completely unfamiliar word to the minister.
"Consul...I am ignorant...what is this?"
"I don't know what it is! As long as you pay me taxes on time in the Alemannic Federation, I don't care what it is! Then Otto won't pay any money! That's it, in Angli
The Duchy of Asia establishes a peasant republic!"
