Chapter 911: Twelve. For the motherland (16)

The painting can reflect the painter's heart, the article can describe the author's state of mind, and the architecture can also show the spirit of the designer.
The seemingly magnificent Linderhof Palace also faithfully reproduced Ludwig II's mentality of refusal, evasion of reality, and the inability to face reality, putting the spirit on the decadent heart of classical and mythology.
The buildings designed by the Bavarian king are full of similar expressions and demands.
A real human being avidly awaiting opera and myth;
A child king who lives in his own fantasy and refuses to grow;
A German prince who worships and eulogizes the royal family of France;
A politically handicapped person willing to accept Bismarck’s bribe in order to build a castle and write a book of persuasion to put the Prussian king in the position of the German emperor;
A secondary home with a secondary communication disorder and contact phobia;
Such a person, driven from the throne by the cabinet minister, was sent to a mental hospital for cultivation, and finally mysterious drowning is inevitable. The political world is not yet ample enough to accommodate fairy tales. All the weak who cannot adapt and follow the law of the jungle will be eliminated. This is politics, it is so cruel and ruthless, and personal emotions can't influence its progress. In the end, the king's inexplicable drowning died, leaving a bunch of fantasy buildings hidden in the deep mountain jungle, telling about the king's life and the mental state of the final stage of life...
Li Lin, who reproduced these buildings, was not interested in the mental history of the second house king, and the guests who traveled here did not know and had no extra energy to explore architectural history. In this blissful place that only you can't think of, you can't do it, every day is a carnival, and there is no room for meditation and temperance in the night city that refuses to dawn.
The sun was shining, the springs were dinging, and under the leadership of De Kiel, a group of people walked through the fairy-tale villa hut and came to the gate of Linderhof Palace. The magnificent Baroque style reminds Roland and Favna of the vestibule of the Palace of Versailles. Compared to the atmospheric Palace of Versailles, Linderhof Palace is much more compact, but also more delicate than the imitated objects.
As mentioned earlier, Ludwig II was a German prince who worshipped the French royal family. When he built the Linderhof Palace, he also incorporated a lot of French elements and decorations that highlight the divine and royal powers. Enter the foyer of the front hall, walk through a column of solid and majestic, beautiful marble Baroque columns, and a bronze statue of a Prince Louis riding horse silently overlooking the guests. It looked like a mighty tall crown prince, a sun shaped like a crown prince's head was hanging high, and the light was shining to all directions. Two fat and chubby little angels sat on both sides of the sun, and among them, the motto of Prince Louis gleamed.
Nec.Pluribus.Impar (no one is equal).
It is a truly realistic creation, faithfully reproducing the "Lu Ritian" mentality and personality, and any visitor can understand the personality of this crown prince with a little thought.
It's superb.
I just don’t know if it’s the caretaker’s negligence or anything else. A bronze patina grows on the top of the bronze statue. Under the light, the crown of Lord Louis reflects a burst of green oil...
Passing through the front hall, I was about to walk up to the big, clean, staircase like a cream cake. The two drunkards helped each other, and stumbled down the stairs on the other side.
Under the hog crystal chandelier, the wine stains and oil stains on the sacred black priesthood and official robes were particularly eye-catching, and the small round cap of the priest fell to the ground. Wigs with gold powder on their heads turned to the side, and a pink bald top glowed with oil. The two noble drunks flew left and right, trembling downstairs, seeing Dekil, and the drunks greeted each other in unison.
"Mr. De Kier... are you here?"
"Secretary Serang, Officer Drina, why? Going back?"
"Go back... go home, don't worry, go learn first... learn..."
The rosy face of the priest Serang burped with wine burps one after another, and the fat cat-like Drena officer took the second half for him.
"It's still early, you have to learn foreign languages ​​first."
"Yes, yes, His Excellency the Judge and His Excellency are really role models for officials, working during the day and studying hard at night."
"That...that is, life is about learning...learning more foreign languages, and also...better spreading the gospel."
"Let's learn the language of the Principality today, is your scholar from the Principality, is Katyusha the girl present? Well, that girl, really...Hala whistle..."
"Several foreign language teachers are already waiting for two."
De Geer snapped his fingers, and several enchanting orc girls immediately came around. The girls who only covered the important parts with tulle jewelry surrounded the priests and officials to the front hall, and they had not walked out of others' eyes. , Fat lips can't wait to bite and bite on smooth skin, sweet and delicate and heavy, all the way through the green crown of the crown prince Louis statue, finally disappeared outside the door.
"What is this about?"
Fafna pointed to the direction in which the senior officials disappeared, and frowned, asking.
"Learn foreign languages."
De Kiel's face was relaxed, obviously it was commonplace in this situation, and the oil cavity said smoothly:
"Isn't that right? People are examples of Charlemagne officials. They are delicious, drink and learn. Well, after work, everyone comes here to relax, play football, sing, dance and eat, which is normal. I don’t want to eat a meal or dance, I have to drag it out and do it right? Let’s learn a foreign language, not to mention. Of course, during the learning process, both sides have a little emotional spark and learn to learn to go to bed It’s common to learn a foreign language with bare ass."
"A great priest, an official, come to you to eat, drink and have fun, also. You tell me this is a common thing?"
"Hey, how can it be so unpleasant. The highly respected senior officials of the kingdom guide the clergy of the lost lamb-can this kind of thing be called prostitutes? People just learn foreign languages."
"Yeah, if you learn, you can get things done for you, right?"
Favna's voice cooled down. She had been in contact with many behind-the-scenes jobs. Things like power transactions and officials were not uncommon. She knew what was going on and what a magnificent building complex was. What kind of place. An exchange that uses money and beauty to buy power, trampling on the black hole of law and morals.
In fact, there are similar places in various countries. Political brokers, businessmen who are waiting for the opportunity to grab huge profits, arbitrariness, scheming ambitions-people with similar smells will always create such places to facilitate all kinds of transactions, which is not enough. Surprisingly, this kind of routine must be indispensable in the process of the development of the consortium.
Favna was surprised that Alfheim had spent huge sums of money to create this dreamlike luxury place, and Charlemagne officials came and went so frequently and so naturally that it could be said that they did not care. It makes people unable to believe that the two sides have officially declared war, and they are the two warring parties.
absurd!
"Not ridiculous at all."
De Kiel made a rare and weird expression, stroking the smooth railing with his fingers.
"How do you think capital developed?"
There is no famous "Declaration", "Capital" and other works that deeply analyze capitalism in this world. "Unite the proletariat all over the world" is just a slogan that will never appear, even the shadow of early utopian socialism. come out. Charlemagne, who seems very modern, is actually a country of feudal monarchs, foreign monopoly capital, and bureaucratic group management. Careful observation can also find that there is a small tail of serfdom hanging behind this deformed butt.
Until the rise of the consortium, Charlemagne was only formally unified. How the princes were chaotic in their respective territories. The king could not control it. From the Duke to the knight, they fully enjoyed the fun and benefits of division. It is very common for a walking merchant to get a five or six tax rebate from one village to another. It was in order to save logistics costs and bribe costs to get through the joints, and by the way, the influence was fully expanded. The consortium and the behind of Alfheim and Richelieu at the time came together and wiped out the arrogant local power in one fell swoop. send.
The Cardinals and the president of the consortium freely cleaned the thorns with iron and blood. In order to avoid the emergence of new thorns and to fill the power vacuum caused by the cleaning, Richelieu and Li Lin both chose to promote technical bureaucracy. When local forces rise again, they can also contain each other.
It should be said that up to this part, Archbishop Li's conception was fine. But he could not have imagined that the speed at which the bureaucracy and the consortium hooked up was completely beyond his imagination, and the depth even exceeded the psychological bottom line of the cold-faced bishop.
Actually he should have thought of it. If Richelieu is still in the world, and examines the life of the officials in depth, he should be able to understand why his methods of dealing with corrupt officials are brutal, and he has to work overtime all day and night. Officials are still corrupt and have a fearless attitude. .
In the final analysis, it is still a matter of money. Officials need to be promoted, work needs to be unblocked, and work needs to be communicative. These are inseparable from the money, and the salary is so small. In order to save money, Archbishop Li has frozen the salary of public officials. Officials have nothing to do to support their families, but if you want to climb up, trust people to do things, expect to not rely on the rich and powerful, and don’t use money to dredge power... or save it.
Perhaps Richelieu has indeed developed a system of rewards and punishments for officials who are ahead of the times, fully considering all possible issues, and preparing various preventive countermeasures within the system. But like all the wise and famous ministers throughout the ages, Archbishop Li has forgotten that the system is ultimately only the cold text printed on paper, and the specific implementation is entirely dependent on a living person. If no one executes, the executor does not take the system seriously, and provides convenience for others and their own interests. No matter how perfect the system is, it is just a piece of waste paper.
The consortium knew this well, and also formulated a corrosive sequence list for this, and implemented it step by step-the first order is the internal affairs and judicial system bureaucracy to prevent job crimes, and the subsequent things will be much simpler.
When there is demand, there is a market. The consortium generously provides funds for political activities and various types of bribes. It provides free secret places for bureaucrats to enjoy and transfer profits. The bureaucrats also pour money and give the consortium all kinds of conveniences. After two visits, everyone became their own. Under the of power, what else could the consortium want to do? What monopoly operations, violent activities, embezzlement of state assets-these ordinary people's eyes forgiving and sinful acts are nothing to the consortium and bureaucrats, singing songs, playing ball, jumping in Linderhof Dance, learning foreign languages ​​is all done.
They had been on a boat for a long time. They took the salary and share dividends paid by the consortium. After retirement, they immediately went to the consortium to take up the scheduled high-paying leisure work. The bureaucrats naturally have to serve the consortium and rely on this group of beetles to work...Charlieman's prospects It doesn't look good in any way.
"So this is what you want us to see? An incurable country, the inevitable end of failure?"
Favna, with her hands full of cold sweat, said coldly to De Kiel:
"So you want to justify your behavior? Is it too simple to think about?"
The impeachment of the former regime is an excellent subject of self-promotion for the new order. Eliminating the privileged class behaviors hated by the people at the bottom, while pleasing the people and establishing an image of justice, it can completely eliminate the possibility of the old regime resurrecting and provide vacant positions for the technical bureaucrats who are loyal to them.
Three birds with one arrow. If you can convince Roland to give up by showing Charlemagne, then it is better to kill four birds with one stone.
So, is this idea possible to succeed? Can Roland insist on giving up just by showing?
The possibility is probably four or six... No, five or five.
Favna predicted bitterly in her heart.
The interest network operated by the consortium has hosted too many spiders, which is not a problem that can be solved by arresting and executing a group of officials. Today's Charlemagne is like a big tree, the ground part is still blooming with emerald green enough to make people feel illusion, the underground part-the official system that supports Charlemagne's operation is like a plant rhizome that has absorbed too much water and fertilizer , Has been rotting to the end.
As long as a little impact, even with a light touch of a finger, this towering tree may fall to the ground.
This is indeed a very shocking status quo. Anyone who is loyal to the Charlemagne royal family and who has deliberately contributed to this regime will be shaken in the face of this amazing reality. Kroland did not fight to maintain this old system, to flatter the Charlemagne royal family. What he can't accept is something deeper. In order to prevent the terrible future that even a trace of possibility and hope will stifle, he did not hesitate to fight Li Lin.
Will every moment of setbacks make him helpless? I'm afraid that the final result will be self-defeating, strengthen Roland's conviction, and explore and implement the third line outside the countries and Li Lin.
That Li Lin, will hope in this wishful thinking strategy? It's hard to believe.
There must be something... darker, more impactful plans. As for what strategy it was, Favna had not yet thought of it. At this time, her first thought was that she could not lose to De Kiel in momentum.
"Use your own cultivation to decorate your own justice. Your morality is either in chaos to the extreme ~EbookFREE.me~ or it has created a new level of hypocrisy."
The spicy evaluation caused Lucoa and the triplets to twist their faces slightly, and De Kiel, who was walking in front, turned his face and smiled calmly.
"I'm just an errand office worker who is only responsible for executing instructions. As for morality, hypocrisy, etc... and not to mention how many people really take these things seriously, if everyone abides by morality, there is no hypocrisy and deception, I don’t think anyone will feel that the world has room for improvement."
"you……"
Chucked by Dekil's counterattack, Favna sipped her face, and she was all looking forward to the spit on Dekil's face.
Admittedly, De Kiel's theory is correct, but a guy who pushes the depravity of one hand unscrupulously teases morality. This is no longer a question of irony, but shamelessness!
Reality is often more bizarre than drama. The man in front of him is not a shameless person commonly seen on stage, but he is more proficient in debating and negotiating skills than the most skilled actors. It also shows more clearly what people who deviate from the moral bottom line can fall into. degree.
"Give a suggestion to the two, don’t take morality, justice, etc. seriously, either as a priest or as a companion of justice, it’s really a short life. By comparison, being a bad guy, acting like a lunatic or Delicate egoists are more relaxed, and they can use whatever I do to be'I'm a bad person','I'm crazy for a long time','This is good for me'. No one can condemn it."
Suddenly something seemed to come to mind. De Kiel paused, leaned over and said to Fafna and Roland a few steps behind:
"Sorry, I forgot, justice is the same."
"..."
Even Lucia showed an expression that he was too lazy to spurn him. Under the contempt and contempt of his peers, De Kiel shrugged and took another step.