Chapter 410: 8. The Knight of Albion (1)

The newly popular waltz music has elegant waves. On the splendid dance floor, the evening gowns decorated with gold and silver threads are dazzling and dazzling, and the well-dressed crowd moves along the waves of music. The food and wine that the civilian class cannot taste for the rest of their life is placed in gold and silver tableware filled with long dining tables. A silver plate or silver candlestick can be sold in the market, which can afford the cost of living of the civilians for ten years or even decades. .
For the aristocrats who are at the top of the social pyramid, the dominant class, the atmosphere and atmosphere that the civilians can't experience in their lifetime, but the degree of "slightly extravagant", compared with the banquet set by the royal family for major events, it still appears A bit shabby.
In fact, as long as you have that thought, the party organizers and other big nobles can also hold an unprecedented event that dwarfs the royal family. It's just that in a highly class society where the background is everything, then doing it is purely hatred, and many prominent aristocrats are planted in such things.
Compared with the real function of the prom, upstart wealth is unnecessary, and it will attract mockery. As long as it is not too shabby, everyone will naturally not be too interested in the game to burn money.
At the ball, apart from politeness and hypocrisy, everyone's energy did not stay too much in the appreciation of exquisite meal dishes and elegant music and decorative paintings. There are more important things that need their attention.
"It is an honour to be able to dance with the young lady."
The unrecognizable middle-aged 30-year-old man gently took the girl's hand, and his lips rested on the smooth back of the hand. The slightly plump cheeks of Miss Montranci flew two blushes and smiled politely.
"Where can I dance with a young industrialist like you?
The flimsy lines were exchanged. The president of V.E Company and the girl who looked at the top-level chafer-son coordinated their body movements with the waltz beat, and the eyes around them were envious, extreme, disdainful, and mocking.
According to the concept of marriage as the only measure of family interest, the party organizer, Charlemagne and even the world’s richest man, the 3,000 carat class king, eight hearts, eight arrows, diamonds, and the top five-VE consortium president Siegfi Otto Li Linkan It's called the Need for Gold Tortoise. The wealth of their wealthy rivals and their wealth and influence on the political and economic circles are so great that nobles, big and small, cannot ignore what they dream of. Although he has a child without any blood relationship, he accepts carefully adopted son. It is quite difficult to obtain the above-mentioned benefits. But the nobles still firmly believe that as long as their daughters marry in a few years, the name of the heir of V.E will be updated.
The choppy love offensive and all kinds of fierce competitions visit at the same time, armored with precious stones, gold and silver jewelry and the most advanced dresses, and armed with the latest wave of cosmetics. The brutal war against Li Lin while annihilating all competitors erupted at the moment the invitation to the ball was issued, and it was now entering a state of intense heat.
"Superficial woman, superficial nobleman."
Swaying the crystal goblet, the amber glow of noble rot wine also flickered, and Brenhill raised his eyebrows. On the back of the neck, the rich aroma and boring sigh rushed into the stomach pocket.
"No way, the ecology of the noble class is like this."
Tyre laughed bitterly, and Brenhill's words not only made her own arrow in her knees, but also made the class that Yalfheim called the "vested interest group" of the Architects shoot in various poses.
It is a dance party, but the entertainment component is limited. This job actually exists as part of social networking and another platform for political activities.
Political marriage, intelligence gathering, pre-negotiations of the new bill decree, sideline selection, rubbing the sand with eye drops-negotiations, negotiations, and conflicts in the political world are all entrapped in gentle dances and love games of gentlemen and ladies. For a country, there are all kinds of things that can get on and off the table. It's a good thing to achieve it smoothly under the lubrication of waltz.
Similarly, the cafe of the Parliament Building in Alfheim and the salon of the Liberal Union also perform similar functions.
"If the regular ceremonial dances are stopped, the country will not be able to maintain its operations smoothly-can it only be said that the system of human society and the aristocracy dominate the class?"
Brenhill smiled, and before the smiling face illuminated by the magic spotlights of the special box, Tyre was also a little bit perplexed.
It is true that the elves who have been accustomed to the rules of the game through the creation, exploration, and maturity of the political system of Alfheim have seen that the set of humans and orcs is really lagging behind.
The same is dominated by a few elites. There are internal factions and internal competitions because of different interest demands. However, due to the lack of a sufficient number of well-educated and responsible technical bureaucrats in human society; the lack of a system that can sort out the contradictions of various social classes; the lack of a unit for all grass-roots units in the country-every village, every street, every The community has an absolute and authoritative central government; in the end, the most important thing is the lack of a wise leader with sufficient ability and skill. This makes the elves accustomed to "enlightened autocracy" and "superman philosophy" totally insignificant to the human social system.
The sentence makes the human rulers extremely uncomfortable to summarize: this must be a system problem!
"Even the conservative tea party and the liberal Sharon are more serious than this."
Yu Guang glanced at the girl at the center of the dance floor sending frequent waves to Li Lin, and Brun Hill complained of pouring another glass of wine.
"I think that lady is really desperate."
"Oh?"
"I heard that Earl Monteransi hasn't been very good lately. The prime minister has been intolerable against the navy whose name is under his control. Just yesterday, in front of the king and many ministers, he rebuke the naval marshal. "
The Prime Minister was not a tolerant person. What came after the reprimand was just imagination enough to make Charlemagne's nobles shudder.
Therefore, I chose to show my closeness to V.E, hoping to use the signboard of "V.E President's father-in-law" to make the prime minister shunned and keep the power and life, but still plan to get an unexpected windfall?
Brenhill, who understands the meaning beyond words, looked at Miss Montranci again, and her seemingly intoxicated face was seamless, but the void in her eyes could not be concealed from Brenhill, who was also a woman.
"I heard that the lady looks like a sweetheart."
Tyre added lightly.
Brenhill took a sip and took a long breath.
On weekdays, a decent and bright life, in the final analysis, it is necessary to pay the corresponding price to maintain ~EbookFREE.me~ Since there are people starving and freezing, nobles have to pay corresponding responsibilities.
Born as a daughter of aristocratic family, eating well and dressing well, studying etiquette, living in a good manner, caring for the appearance of the moon, all for the purpose of dedication to family interests or political purposes one day, a strange man who has no emotion at all-just born for this, after Well-prepared props.
Lips parted, and words like pity bleed out.
"Really, it's my life." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please Read to m.)
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