Because of the mysterious death of the Left Prime Minister, there is a dull atmosphere everywhere in the Interior Building today, which is both weird and depressing. The panic-stricken Riva Interior officials lowered their heads one by one and ran in a hurry in the passage. Here, even if we meet acquaintances from the past, we don't exchange greetings like in the past, as if everyone else is suffering from an acute infectious disease that cannot be saved.
During the time when Cohen was in coma, Kinshasa was turned upside down. The left prime minister's subordinates and even the prince believed that the left prime minister was assassinated by hostile forces. Because the high priest of the Riva Temple personally intervened, the left prime minister's The comrades and their men searched for assassins all over the world, but of course they found nothing. The old emperor Riva's attitude was even more ambiguous. He did not stop the search operations of the left prime minister and the temple forces, nor did he stop other forces from holding a banquet to celebrate.
When Cohen's carriage stopped in front of the Internal Affairs Building, he found that all the security personnel outside the Internal Affairs Building had been changed. They were all members of the Riva Royal Guards. Rose Winterhall Rennie in the army was in uniform, and another A young general stood side by side on the steps in front of the building, scanning every official who passed her with her sharp eyes.
After the envoys from various countries and Riva officials arrived, someone held a small memorial ceremony for the left prime minister in the hall on the first floor.
"Your Highness the Prince, Your Highness the Princess, gentlemen, please stand here." A temple priest who looked "highly virtuous" walked to the small podium in the hall and said with emotion in his melodious voice: "As you know, last night, , the left prime minister, who was respected by the people of Riva, has left us. Here today, colleagues in the temple held a small ceremony to commemorate him."
"The Left Chancellor of the Liva Empire turned out to be a priest of the Temple of Light. He has an upright style and firm beliefs. He was sent by the temple to serve as an internal affairs official in the Liva Empire eighteen years ago." The priest's eyes scanned the crowd in the audience, and he looked at his hands. The scroll read, "In the past eighteen years, I have held various positions and played a crucial role in the prosperity of the Liva Empire..."
Cohen glanced at the prince and the eldest princess standing to the side from the corner of his eyes, and found that they all had solemn expressions, especially the eldest princess. She wore light makeup today, with a noble temperament, a demure demeanor, and an extremely serious look.
"Looking at the Liva Empire, and even within the entire Divine Alliance, it will be difficult for us to find officials as diligent, philanthropic, down-to-earth, and hard-working as Zuo Xiang." These words of the old priest almost stopped Cohen. Laughing out loud and panicking, Cohen quickly pinched his thigh with his fingers and tried to hold it back, but the old priest kept talking, "Just last night, at the last moment of his life, he still couldn't Afraid of hard work, I bent my head at my desk, did my last bit for the Liva Empire, and shed my last drop of blood..."
After listening to the priest's words, the expression on Cohen's face became very strange. The flesh on his thigh was almost broken by his pinching. People around him thought he was mourning the loss of the left prime minister, a powerful "helper", but they didn't know what he was thinking. He was almost laughing to the point of cramping. Fortunately, a sound of footsteps coming from the hall rescued Cohen - the reclusive old Emperor Riva finally arrived.
Cohen turned around and felt his eyes light up. Emperor Riva, who was surrounded by a group of guards, was simply dressed and full of energy. Every move he made was capable and heroic. There was nothing "old" about him. Although they were not the same type, but His overall magnanimity is comparable to that of the old man of the Cohen family, or in other words, on par with Prince Ulysses of the Tansi Empire.
After a few words of greeting, Emperor Liva raised his hand, and all the Liva officials hurriedly ran to the conference room and sat down. The princes and princesses were even more obedient. The envoys from various countries still showed humility to each other and followed the old emperor.
Seat admission. But Cohen is a little troubled. Although the left prime minister is dead, will his plans be cancelled? How will he inform the old emperor not to drink?
There were more people present today, not only civil servants, but also military officers and priests from the temple. After a moment, the minister of etiquette stood up and said: "Report to His Majesty the Emperor, the envoys from all countries are here, and the officials from all ministries are here, is it okay?
Start the meeting?"
"Every official has posted about yesterday's situation, and I understand them all." Emperor Riva said softly: "Don't stick to the details, envoys, please speak!"
The minister of etiquette responded and turned around. Just when he was about to ask "which envoy" wanted to speak, he found that the envoy Sibia had already stood up from his seat. The envoy smiled, stretched out his hand and untied himself
Wearing a gorgeous and bloated coat, he strolled into the middle of the conference room. The Minister of Ceremony knew that he should stop his behavior immediately, but he was so shocked by the aura emanating from Special Envoy Spiat's eyes that he was speechless for a long time.
"Your Majesty the Emperor, I would like to be the first to speak." Cohen was dressed in smart attire, and his temperament was completely different from when he spoke yesterday. Rather than a general on the battlefield, he was more like a killer with a long sword about to be unsheathed.
, "Please allow."
"Yes." Emperor Riva nodded slightly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Cohen turned around neatly and came to the envoy's table in two steps. His sharp eyes covered the Yunlu Empire's proposing envoy, "Envoy of the Yunlu Empire, why did you come to propose?"
"Well." The envoy of the Yunlu Empire didn't know that Cohen would ask this question, so he responded reflexively, "Of course it is for the sake of friendship between empires. It is the common wish of our country to marry Her Royal Highness the little Princess Riva."
"Yes, everyone wants to marry Her Royal Highness, the Little Princess, but you have to think about whether you have the qualifications." Cohen smiled coldly, "Although your country borders Tansi, Banse, Omatu and other empires, its national strength is weak and its resources are
We are so poor. Apart from having many slaves, what else can we offer? In the last war between gods and demons, did your Yunlu Empire make any contribution? Nowadays, when you are competing with other empires, do you feel that you don’t have enough confidence? Marry the little one
Your Highness, how can you guarantee that your little Princess will be happy throughout her life?"
"You...you..." The Yunlu envoy was shaking all over as if he was struck by lightning, "You insulted the Yunlu Empire..."
"With so many people present, which word did I insult the Yunlu Empire?" Cohen laughed loudly, "If you don't have the consciousness of winning, why are you proposing? Why don't I give you a gift?
Leave early!"
Cohen took a stack of letterheads from Bai Ying's hand and banged it on Messenger Yunlu's desk. Messenger Yunlu pulled out a piece of paper with a puzzled look on his face. After only a few glances, his whole head was already hanging down.
Go on, these letters are all evidence that Yunlu Envoy bribed Liva officials in this proposal, and they are also letters of collusion with a certain force in the Liva Empire.
"Do you want to accept it?" Cohen said softly: "If not, I would be happy to read it to everyone."
"I accept it." The Yunlu envoy grabbed the letter, stood up and saluted Emperor Riva, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. The Yunlu Empire withdraws from this proposal."
Envoy Yunlu’s exit was unexpected. Someone among Riva’s internal affairs officials immediately warned Cohen, “Envoy Sibia, please pay attention to your tone and don’t be so aggressive. Proposal is an elegant thing, and it’s dangerous when it comes to politics. Oh no."
Emperor Riva sat upright with his eyelids drooped, as if he didn't care about what was happening.
"Based on what this gentleman said, this proposal is not considered a political event?" Cohen walked up to the official with a smile, "Then please tell me, sir, why the proposal meeting was held in the Interior Building, why did you Will this internal affairs official appear at this meeting? When you were receiving education, didn't your tutor tell you that no matter how small the royal affairs are, they are of great concern to the state?"
Suppressed by Cohen's momentum, the official was speechless for a moment and could not utter a rebuttal. The other imperial envoys felt that it was none of their business and that the person who was kicked out was just a supporting role. Why did he bother to take the lead? So they all sat upright. , kept silent. When he heard Cohen "educate" the officials, the corners of Emperor Riva's mouth turned up slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile.
"Now, let's go to the Garo Empire." Cohen scolded the aggressive official and stood in front of the envoy's seat again. "Emissary Garo, you said yesterday that the suitors in your country are very outstanding. Among the divine alliance You can’t find anyone else, can you?”
"Of course." Messenger Gallo nodded, not forgetting to hit Cohen while flaunting himself, "In the name of justice and justice, I guarantee that this suitor is an outstanding, moral, and well-known young nobleman! "
"Of course, your country's suitor has a name, otherwise how could I ask you to withdraw today?" Cohen smiled, retreated to the middle of the conference room, took a document handed over by Bai Ying, opened it and read it on the spot, " This is the file of the Garo Temple, everyone, listen up. Aia Tiren, male, 25 years old, count, direct nephew of the Queen of the Garo Empire. Since January this year, this Aia Tiren has been Accused of molesting aristocratic women eight times, molesting a noble man once, raping twenty-nine civilian women, including seven young girls, and sixteen maids dying mysteriously..."
The ministers of Riva were whispering to each other, and their discussions were indispensable with angry expressions. Envoy Garo's forehead was also dripping with cold sweat.
"This is the 'outstanding, moral, well-known young nobleman' you just said." After reading, Cohen threw the document in front of the Gallo messenger, "If it weren't for the moral standards of everyone in this conference room, If there is a problem, it can only mean that your moral standards are too cheap, Master Messenger, and are not even worth a copper plate... Do you still want to stay here?"
With a look of shame on his face, Ambassador Garo stood up, saluted Emperor Riva, and fled the conference room as fast as he could.
Seeing Cohen's menacing approach, Envoy Omatu, who was sitting next to Envoy Gallo, became nervous and asked for help from forces related to his interests. Several eyes met in the conference room and he immediately formulated a plan to disrupt Cohen.
"Special Envoy Sibia has such great official power! He must have been trained in the war to make surprise troops and take the wrong lead." A prime minister stroked his beard and said unhurriedly: "But even Sibia's The political situation is like this, so the special envoy should also pay attention to it, because this is the Liva Empire, and the Liva Empire emphasizes governing the country with culture, and does not use force in all affairs. Please respect yourself, special envoy."
"Ruling a country with culture, right?" Cohen walked up to the Prime Minister, put his hands on the edge of his desk, and smiled slyly, "If a pen and a few pieces of paper can stabilize the country and make the world surrender, then the light of great wisdom
Why does the God of War have a God of War? Everyone talks about culture! Just cancel it! Let the God of War respect himself!"
After saying this, Cohen left the stunned Prime Minister and went straight to the envoy of Omatu. Prince Omatu was wiping his sweat with a handkerchief. He had no idea what tricks Cohen would use to deal with him. If he was like the first two envoys,
, it would be a huge loss of face.
"Hello, Your Highness." But surprisingly, Cohen put on a harmless smile at this time and said very politely: "Don't be nervous!"
"Who said that the king is nervous? Who said that?" Seeing Cohen's appearance, Prince Omatu breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Cohen had not caught his pigtails, and his complexion improved, and he replied with a smile, "This king is nervous."
Wang is not nervous at all."
"That's right! Why are you so nervous?" Cohen, who was smiling, suddenly raised his lips and touched his upper and lower teeth. "I haven't eaten human flesh for a long time."
Prince Omatu was startled and fell down from the chair. When he was helped up, he saw the evil envoy of Spiat doing orchid fingers with both hands and lightly taking a letter from his entourage.
Pink letterhead.
"Just like Prince Omatu said yesterday, this envoy also admits that Omatu's suitor is a kind-hearted, affectionate and dedicated young man. Such a nobleman, no matter who he falls in love with, will give him happiness."
The more Cohen spoke in a gentle tone, the more frightened Prince Omatu became. He knew that the purpose of this envoy was to kick him out.
"Don't you believe me? Please listen to me read this love letter written by Omatu's suitor." Cohen smiled, took out the letter with two fingers, and shook it gently, "To my dear, the only one who shines."
My brilliant sunshine, the only goddess in my life... It is with great helplessness that I tell you a sad thing. My father told me that His Majesty the Emperor has decided that I will be the suitor to the little Princess Riva...
…I don’t want to. Although they say that the little princess is a gentle and virtuous lady, the King of Light God knows that I only love one. I will resist, and I will resist with death. Although they put me under house arrest, they can only
Imprisoning my body must not imprison my soul. My dear, please give me courage and please bless me..."
It was the first time in history that something like this happened during a marriage proposal, and all the ministers and messengers in the audience smiled bitterly. This Sibia messenger was too funny, and the Sibia Empire’s intelligence system was too powerful...
"It's a touching piece of pure love. Every word is poignant and makes people tear up... It's a pity that the object of his love is not Princess Riva." Cohen sighed and said: "You are all decent people. As the saying goes, you must be kind.
, we might as well make this pair of bitterly in love happy! Otherwise, if someone accidentally kills someone, the matter will never end!"
Everyone in the audience looked at Prince Omatu, who suffered the loss of being mute, with regretful eyes. Many people laughed until they almost died. Seeing that things had come to this point, Prince Omatu could only shake his head, stand up, and declare his withdrawal from the proposal.
.But apart from the disappointment of losing, I didn’t hate Special Envoy Sibia very much. After all, the other party had saved him enough face.
Three families have already been kicked out by Special Envoy Spy. Everyone in the audience saw Cohen walking towards Envoy Pota with brisk steps, and they all wondered in their hearts what method he would use to make Envoy Pota quit this time. At this stage of the proposal, the emperor
No one expressed anything, and the officials were happy to sit aside and watch the show.
Prince Pota sat in his seat with a serious expression. He was confident that there would be no problem with his country's suitors.
"Hello, Your Highness, don't worry. There is no problem at all with your selection, and your country has no shortcomings in this proposal." Cohen said calmly: "However, I have a few small questions that I would like to ask.
Your Highness the Prince."
"This is not acceptable." A Minister of Riva who had already had a deal with Prince Pota stood up, "This is a proposal from various countries. How can you, Envoy Spiat, ask questions to other envoys casually?"
"Please note that it is me and the prince, two representatives of the empire, talking now. His Majesty the Emperor of your country did not order me to shut up. It seems inappropriate for you to jump out." After Cohen lectured Minister Riva, he turned around and asked Prince Bota again.
, "Your Highness, do you think that marriage between empires is sacred and great?"
"Yes, I think so." Prince Bota considered his words, "This country is very cautious."
"This marriage is so sacred, can it be mixed with mutual transactions such as business methods?" Cohen continued to ask, "Of course, I am making assumptions."
Prince Bota vaguely felt that this was a trap, but he had to answer in front of everyone. He looked at Cohen with extremely complicated eyes for a moment, and then reluctantly said, "Of course not."
As soon as he heard the prince's answer, Cohen raised his eyebrows and said, "Then please ask His Highness the Prince to announce in front of everyone that the Pota Empire has withdrawn from this proposal!"
"Why do I announce this?" Prince Bota glared at Cohen.
"It's very simple! In November of the year 2227 of the Holy Calendar, due to the June War, Bota and Riva had a marriage." Cohen smiled brightly, "The beautiful and dignified Princess Bota
Your Highness, married to the second prince of Riva."
"What's the matter? It's a marriage once, and it's a marriage twice." Prince Bota snorted coldly, "A close relationship is not a reason to criticize."
"Of course, getting married is a good thing, but the crux of the problem is that it is the little Princess Riva who is getting married this time." Cohen stopped talking to Prince Pota, but strolled to the ministers of Riva,
"My lords, have you ever thought about it? If Her Royal Highness the little princess marries the Pota Empire this time, how will people in the Divine Alliance and even the entire Bis Continent discuss this matter?"
While the Riva ministers were still thinking about the meaning of Cohen's last sentence, Cohen had already acted as an extra.
"Have you heard? The Liva Empire and the Pota Empire are getting married again!"
"Really? What a happy event! Who will marry whom?"
"Little Princess Riva has married into the Pota Empire!"
"Oh! Didn't Princess Bota marry Riva before?"
"Yes! So this time, little Princess Riva will be married off! No one will suffer."
"Oh my god! Isn't this marriage exchange? Only slaves who have nothing can exchange marriages! How can it be exchanged between countries?"
Cohen was alone, imitating the conversation between two people, his voice was thick and thin, and his expression was lifelike. The more people in the conference room listened, the more their expressions became wrong. Cohen once again raised his voice and repeated the phrase "marriage exchange."
When he said this, many ministers of Riva had already turned black.
Exchange marriage is an extremely helpless method of marriage. It is usually used by poor families or slaves who cannot afford to marry. The specific method is that the daughter of family A marries the son of family B, and the daughter of family B in turn marries back.
To the son of the Jia family... This majestic empire will never allow such a marriage to exist. Cohen's hand may have penetrated the hearts of some people. (To be continued)