On the southeastern outskirts of the Holy City, there are not too tall mountains called the St. Helens Mountains.
This is the mountainous area closest to the Holy City and within the scope of Gyeonggi Province, with convenient transportation and beautiful scenery.
Therefore, there are countless private villas scattered in this mountain range, which are a good place for the rich and nobles to vacation.
In an inconspicuous country house, Toby Salaman is paying close attention to the situation in the Holy City.
When the secret police were arresting liberals, Salaman was secretly picked up by a carriage in advance, thus making the secret police escape.
He felt both lucky and a little ashamed, after all, many people were arrested because of him. Every bad news coming from the Holy City made him suffer, making him feel like an instigator and a coward.
The only thing that comforted him was that Mrs. Bron stayed with him all the time. Romantic and sweet, this woman with elegant temperament and good conversation finally had a substantial relationship with him.
Mrs. Bron did not tell him about the person who had received top-secret information in advance and arranged an escape route for him, but only hinted that he was a big shot.
The energy of this big shot can obviously be seen from the calmness with which Mrs. Bron accompanied him to escape from the Holy City. As the apparent owner of the Tulip Club, she was not on the list of arrests by the secret police. This in itself was a matter of fact.
Amazing thing.
Although Salaman is very curious about who it is, he is not prepared to track it down, as long as they have the same goal. This is also the reason why Mrs. Bron is blowing the pillow.
Duke Darnell was killed in the bombing, and the famous banker Robert Lacey also died. These people did not have a deep relationship with him. Of course, a long time ago, as a senior lawyer, he had fought lawsuits for these two people, and for this
He received generous rewards, although he always regarded himself as a spokesman for the common people.
What he cares most about are those liberals, who are his supporters and fundamentals.
While hiding in the villa on Mount St. Helens, a lot of shocking news came from the Holy City. Although most of it turned out to be false news, it was enough to change some of Salaman's stance.
Improvement or reform may be just a dream, and the imperial feudal system still has strong inertia and power.
As long as a person is not terminally ill and has not yet reached the point of life and death, not many people care too much about his or her specific condition. After recovering from a minor illness, he starts overeating or drinking and smoking. Everything is taken for granted until he becomes ill and becomes paralyzed.
It was only when I woke up that I regretted it.
Perhaps Anthony Foxx is right, only the storm of revolution can cleanse away all the decay and build a new world.
There was a sound of brisk footsteps behind him, and Mrs. Bron came in and sat on his lap.
"My dear, what are you thinking about?" said Mrs. Bron.
Her soft body and fragrant hair made Salaman so fascinated that a certain part of her body changed.
"I'm thinking of you, Angelia, my goddess!"
Salaman called Mrs. Bron's name. He abandoned all thoughts about revolution, ideals, freedom, and things called equality in his mind, and put his hand on the soft spot on Mrs. Bron's chest.
"Toby, the way you think is very charming." Mrs. Bron raised her head and asked for a kiss, "But dear, I'm afraid we have to leave."
"Is there any letter from the Holy City?" Salaman asked.
"Most of what are officially called your 'partisans' have been released, but the police have not yet withdrawn the arrest warrants related to you and Mr. Anthony Foxx." Mrs. Bronze said, "The police chief claimed that as long as you and Mr. Foxx
If the gentleman publishes a statement of repentance in the newspaper, he will immediately get the revocation order."
"But this will discredit Anthony and I." Salaman said, "The Earl of Rocky Mountain is right, the people always follow blindly, and those who follow me are also blind. Faced with high pressure and the threat of butcher's knife, I guess
They must have written a letter of repentance."
"My dear, you guessed it right. The weakness of those people shows that the imperial power is still very strong, even though its foundation has been corrupted." Mrs. Bron said.
"I will not accept this humiliation, and I will never bow to the imperial power!" Salaman shook his head firmly, and the lust that was just aroused disappeared without a trace.
"Bowing your head temporarily is just to raise your head higher. My dear, compromise is also a kind of resistance, in order to accumulate more strength." Mrs. Bron persuaded softly, "You don't have to make everyone a martyr.
How many people can remain calm when facing a butcher's knife? But now they are leaderless and in great need of an indomitable leader. This person can only be you!"
"What did you find out?" Salaman asked.
"The meeting of nobles is over, and the nobles still prove themselves to be the masters of the empire. They have a firm control over the administrative power and use their decrees to bind everyone else. The bankers are bleeding, and they are willing to be
The industrial and commercial circles are the most disappointed. No one cares about the issues of unified tax rate and unified market order that they care about. They are not even qualified to participate in the meeting, and even the church sympathizes with us." Mrs. Bron said.
Salaman nodded: "Angelia, your analysis is correct. The deaths of Duke Darnell and banker Lacey made many people see the ruthlessness and dictatorship of Carlos II. Now he has successfully reached many places.
The antithesis of man.”
"We have friends all over the world, and some are already inquiring about your whereabouts and asking if you can accept funding. So, dear, you must return to the Holy City and accept the hand of friendship extended by these people." Mrs. Bron said, "
And it’s been a long time since I visited the most fashionable new clothing stores. Honey, can you go shopping with me?”
The beauty's red lips parted lightly, showing great temptation. Salaman kissed her fiercely:
"I am willing to serve the beautiful knight!"
"No, you are my knight!"
…
Sean walked out of a house where he was under house arrest. It was already mid-March 1834.
It was already very warm in the Holy City at this time, and the gardens in the nearby mansions were in bloom with spring flowers. Sean's face was neither sad nor happy.
"Sean, I'm sorry that I made you feel wronged." Frank came to pick up Sean in person.
Although Sean had been imprisoned on terrible charges, Frank did not wrong him. He only made a simple inquiry and arranged for him to live in this mansion in a wealthy area. He also tried his best to ensure his life, and even prohibited him from having sex with him.
Several people around me, such as Nelson and others, meet every three days.
To Frank, it was just a routine occurrence, but to Sean it was still a humiliation.
The power of imperial power is undoubtedly demonstrated here.
"Colonel, I seem to have gained a lot of weight." Sean pretended to be relaxed and said, "Thank you Your Majesty for your insight, and thank you Colonel for the preferential treatment."
Although it was just a scene, Frank felt that Sean was very clear about it and his hard work was not in vain.
If it hadn't been for the accidental death of banker Lacey, he might have had to put more effort into rescuing Sean, although he didn't think the emperor wanted Sean to take the blame from the beginning.
"It's good that you think so. Sean, you have to remember that you are a member of the Honorary Officer Corps, and I will not let you suffer unjust injustice."
"Thank you very much. By the way, how strong is our officer corps?" Sean asked deliberately.
"It's just what you think." Frank pretended, obviously he didn't want to discuss this issue in depth, and said, "The meeting of dignitaries has ended, and most of the representatives have returned one after another. I guess you don't want to stay in the Holy City for a few more days.
.”
"Yes, I finally realized the difference between heaven and hell during this trip to the Holy City." Sean said, "I want to return to Poitou immediately, that is my paradise."
"Good luck!"
Frank nodded, turned and walked towards his carriage. Nelson asked softly:
"Sir, do you really consider him a friend?"
"No, a person like him won't really treat anyone as a friend." Sean shook his head, "We must be extra careful when dealing with such a person."
After getting on his carriage, Sean observed the street.
Martial law ended three days ago, and the army returned to its barracks. Citizens can finally walk freely on the streets as usual without having to worry about interrogation by the police and the army at any time.
Well-dressed men and women began to resume normal social activities again, and even the neat and beautiful windows of clothing stores on the street were decorated to welcome customers again.
Clothing stores are not a new thing, but with the development of capitalism, people's pace of life has accelerated, and people's lifestyles have also changed. Ordinary citizens would rather choose suitable clothes from a dazzling array of ready-to-wear stores.
These ready-to-wear stores have gradually begun to lead the trend, and the high-end ready-to-wear stores among them have become places frequented by upper-class men and women. In the past, they had to be subject to the personal skills and vision of tailors.
The name of the store is "Audrey's Wardrobe", which obviously indicates that Kang Textile has expanded its garment business to the Holy City.
Looking at the prosperity and people coming and going in front of them, people seem to have forgotten the tense atmosphere not long ago and the pessimism about the future.
Although the Holy City is good, it is not a place to stay for a long time.
Sean left the Holy City and returned south the next day. He almost used the word "escape" to describe his mood when leaving this bustling capital of power.
After the meeting of dignitaries, Sieyes deliberately stayed in the Holy City for a few more days. He came with two people and he did not want to go back alone.
He and Earl Koval were also responsible. Even though they had not thought about drawing a clear line with Sean at the first opportunity, and even discussed it, in the end, the two of them still launched all their relationship plans.
Rescue Sean.
But they couldn't even get through the door of the secret police station. Now that the accusations and suspicions against Sean had been lifted, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Sean and Sieyes boarded their carriages and set off south.
The back of the motorcade chartered by the two of them had just disappeared, and Prince Philip arrived at the Golden Oak Hotel.
"It's a pity that I couldn't see him off in time," Philip said.
His Royal Highness did not want to ride a horse to chase him, because that would seem too deliberate.
Political calculations caused Sean to suffer unfair treatment. Although Philip also begged his father for mercy, as a prince, he understood very early that things in the world were not as he wished.