Chapter 630: Poor old man

On the one hand, there are problems left over by the family. On the other hand, the opposition reformist forces within the clan have gathered in the officialdom of the Josanna star system, joined forces to fight the New Deal, and support Surbaggio against Congreve as his father.
On the surface, they gave acquiescence to the reform, but in the actual operation process, they either shelved some clauses or made local interpretations, completely distorting Congreve's wishes, making the reform process of "Josenna" difficult.
In the officialdom, they firmly control the military and political circles, like an independent kingdom. Officials who had been parachuted by Congreve were either squeezed out, ignored, or even assassinated. At the same time, more and more aristocrats who were dissatisfied with the New Deal turned to oppose the reformists, intensifying the opposition between "Josena" and "Aradel."
To dismantle the opposition to the reformists, political means will not work, and only military means will remain. "Aradel" has the Obsidian Fleet, Amber Fleet, and Aradelle Garrison Naval Fleet. "Josenna" has Edward Fleet and Josenna's garrisoned naval fleet.
It seems that the military strength of "Josenna" is weaker than that of "Aradère", but this is just a matter of blatant display. The opposition to the reformists, large and small, all hide a certain number of private troops, all gathered together There are two thousand-ship conventional expeditionary fleets.
He didn't dare to fight. Once a war started, the entire duke would fall into chaos. Not only would the reform process be frustrated, but he himself was also in danger of losing power.
In this context, he can only use special channels, such as the placement of special agents, the deployment of intelligence networks, and secret infiltration, to slowly plot "Josena."
In fact, the opposition reformists also deployed a large number of agents and dead men in "Aradère", but it was a pity that they were screened out one by one under Emma's strong monitoring and screening capabilities. It was handed over to the "Aitiya" army to dispose of it, and the intelligence system deployed by Congreve in "Josena" was all normal.
After Kylenia obtained the right to use the intelligence system deployed in "Josena" from Carter Bonarotti, he ordered the agents to spread "Aradère" in "Josena", headed by Surbaggio. The counter-reformation group was disintegrated by the Obsidian Fleet and Captain Tang’s biological battleship group, and even the Edward Fleet was wiped out.
This is not the end. It's just the beginning. After some time, the allied forces composed of the Obsidian Fleet, Amber Fleet, and Biological Warships will come to "Josenna" to completely quell the opposition reformist remnant party and rescue the suffering civilians from the sea of ​​suffering.
The opposition reformists have exaggerated the Morningstar casting threat theory in the international arena and run on the Star Alliance government to challenge the "dirard". Kylenia came to the other side to return to the other side, intensifying the "Josenna" class contradiction and triggering social turbulence.
When waves of civil resistance were forcing the authorities to use violent means to maintain stability, she used the names of Carter Bonarrotti, Steinbell and others. Secret letters were sent to the "Josenna" military and government officials at the grassroots level, asking them to cooperate with the inside and outside when the coalition forces arrive, and completely wipe out those stubborn noble forces.
In such a critical period, the intelligence system that Congreve inserted into "Josena" began to play a huge role. There was an overwhelming turbulence affecting the entire society, as well as the military and political circles. The opposition reformist remnant party was battered under such impact. Exhausted.
Surbaggio, Gil Hassan, Amanda, and other important members of the Knell family all died, which has greatly weakened the political and military influence of the opposition reformists. Now Kylienia has played a beautiful draw from the bottom, and said unceremoniously, in a difficult situation.
If there is no intervention from outside forces and the situation continues to ferment, I am afraid that the social system of "Josena" will collapse on its own.
Stanbell, Creston and others were shocked and speechless, thinking that the most cunning guy on the "Morning Star" was Captain Tang. Unexpectedly, this woman's ability to turn hands over and over hands rain is better than that.
Without her assistance, they would rely solely on the army generals of the Emperor Qing Dynasty. Even with the old Duke’s advisory group, it is absolutely impossible to push the opposition reformers into desperation. On the contrary, I am afraid that they have fallen short, after all, their rebellious behavior is not justified.
It's better now. Kylinia's completely unreasonable thing has been beautified and packaged, and TM has become as it should be. They have changed from rebellion to become the most loyal knight of the old duke.
There is simply no reason!
The woman in front of her almost turned dirty politics into a pleasing art.
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The incident of "Aradère" was like a tsunami that swept across the entire Turanx United Kingdom, including the major international forces, almost all of them focused on this peaceful country like an abyssal cold pool.
Following the news that the Star Alliance pushed forward the Ayalos-Koplin-Srandall naval defense line, the Monya Empire, and the Sulu Empire to the border again, Captain Tang once again stood on the forefront.
No one thought that he would go to someone else's site this time and make such a major event.
While many outsiders laughed and laughed, they couldn't help but slander in their hearts. This guy is really a troublemaker, and he can cause trouble no matter where he goes.
In the southern suburbs of the city of "Greenwich", the capital of the Star Alliance, the stars are cascading down like water, the moon is calm, and the sound of sirens comes from far away, bringing some special colors to the quiet night. There is a smell of tranquility floating in the air, and there are small flowers stretching their bodies, absorbing the stars from the sky, accompanied by the occasional gentle breeze, gently swaying.
A retro Beetle car left the quiet forest path, entered a courtyard halfway up the mountain, and parked in the parking area at the southeast corner of the central 2-story building.
3 seconds after the car lights went out, the front door opened. A man with a big beard, a classic pirate captain and a Western sword in his hand got out of the car and walked along the flowery stone road to the gate of the small building. walk.
The leather boots hit the bluestone slab and made a dull sound, pressing over the bugs in the grass on both sides, bringing a little restlessness to this quiet night.
After a few breaths, the door of the small building was pushed open and the man walked into the faint front hall.
The rectangular luminaires inlaid on the four walls diffuse a light blue halo, and the lightly shaking waves spread to the entire room, like a dream world sinking under the water.
Hamlet walked to the sofa on the right in the center of the hall and sat down, looking at Terry Ferdinand who was lying on the soft single sofa in his clothes, gently took off the pirate captain's hat and placed it on the coffee table.
His movements are very gentle. But still awakened the old man opposite.
"Ahem..."
Amid a violent dry cough, he opened his squinted eyes, took a look at Mr. Hamlet, who was dressed in a somewhat nondescript manner, and asked in a hoarse and lazy voice: "The party is over?"
The "pirate captain" turned and walked to the front of the display shelf on the left side of the hall, and hung the bright Western sword on the wall. After returning to the sofa to sit down, he replied, "It's over."
"how about it?"
He touched the fake beard on his chin and tried several times, but did not dare to peel it down.
Then he lifted the beard covering his neck and pointed to a few red strawberries at the base of his neck. Said proudly: "The girls from the Star Alliance are so passionate."
Terry Ferdinand chuckled, "How do you know they are not men."
Hamlet thought about it for a while and said, "It shouldn't be... it feels pretty good."
The loose robes began to shake violently, and Mr. Senator's coughing aggravated a lot, and he was out of breath, like a patient who is running out of time.
Only Hamlet knew the plane merchant. He doesn't have much time.
Well, there is also Ms. Helen, Mr. Senator’s personal doctor.
"Sorry, sorry. I shouldn't be so overwhelmed."
Hamlet thoughtfully poured a glass of water, poured out a few capsules from the pill box, and pushed them to Terry Ferdinand: "You should take your medicine."
He frowned, a little unhappy.
The blue capsule in the tea tray upset him, something to extend his life. It seemed to him like a poison that took away the essence of life bit by bit.
But he still took it, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it with water.
The low light rippled on his face. Rippling in the water, rippling on the surface of the bright coffee table, dazzled people's eyes and blurred people's hearts.
Hamlet asked: "Don't act yet?"
He let out a sigh of relief, a hint of anger on his pale face, and said, "I want to wait."
"Waiting? Your time... is still enough?"
"I will insist." He whispered: "For the Star Alliance..."
His voice is weak. The body is weaker, but the light in the eyes has never dimmed. Never muddy, as bright as a star falling on the bottom of the sea.
Hamlet looked at him with a very special look. Hold the tea cup in your hand and rub it gently.
"You know? You are like a kid now."
Terry Ferdinand said: "I like children."
With a whistle, Mr. Hamlet finally took off the beard on his chin, even his beard was pulled out, grinning painfully, thinking about makeup is also costly.
"I heard that the Monya Empire and the Sulu Empire are increasing their troops to the border. Kolkraf I even handed over the'Hydra' army to the commander of Halifax, and he was already on his way."
Terry Ferdinand looked up at the "pirate captain" who took off his hat and tore off his beard, and said, "Your nose is really good."
He didn't show any unexpected expressions, on the contrary, he was very calm, only the starlight in his eyes slowly became colder and longer, like a cold light from a sword's edge.
Hamlet touched his hook nose and laughed loudly: "I also know that the Spartacus United of the Star League is on the way to the Kariran-Ruttonado no man's land."
"Spartacus?"
The old man touched the handle of the silver cane carried on the armrest of the sofa, and there was an emotional accumulation called nostalgia on his face.
More than 50 years ago, his first son joined the army with the same number, left "Babylon", and after embarking on a battle against the invaders, he never returned.
Since then, this name and his son’s name have been engraved on the heavy cross. Every morning, they will be bathed in the sunshine of Greenwich to greet the slowly rising "Duma" brothers, day after day, year after year, until today.
Spartacus United is a mighty division and a hero's grave.
It is the pride and sorrow of the Star Alliance, the brand of the times, and the monument of immortality.
To put it bluntly, without Spartacus United, there would be no Star League today.
In China, it is as famous as the Glory Legion, and is recognized as the strongest combat power of the Star Alliance. With the Hydra Regiment, Celtic Guards, Royal Navy of the Monya Empire, the Lionheart Independent Fleet of the Turanx United Kingdom, the 23rd Ranger Regiment, the Imperial Guards of the Sulu Empire, and the Saint Anthony Fleet It is equivalent to reading the full text of the Almighty Taoist of a national military unit.
For the people of the Star League, the Honor Legion has a weaker reputation than the Spartacus United. This is because the Honor Legion was formed by the second president of the Star League after the founding of the Star Alliance, Li Jiahui, to cooperate with the Spartacus United. Team, a military organization that defends the dual threats of the Phoenix Empire and the Silver Eagle Regiment.
"What? Thinking of your child?"
Hamlet took a sip from the cup and said in a vague voice.
"Do you know..." The old man looked into his eyes and said, "Sometimes it's really annoying to know too much."
"God bless the Star Alliance, bless human beings." He said piously.
Terry Ferdinand sighed and said: "Yesterday, the Silver Eagles sent news that the radical aristocrats within the Phoenix Empire were ready to move, and some even expressed dissatisfaction with Virginia Alexander's prudent work style, so Tang Fang did it in'Aradre'. For those things, ask the Empire to give the Star Alliance a bit of color."
"You know, that kid is not an obedient kid."
Hamlet said: "These idiots..."
Just as the Duke of Knell led the opposition to the reformist remnant party, some people always felt that Captain Tang did this, and there was the shadow of the Star Alliance in it.
"The Star Alliance is a golden sign, but you should also ask the person who disdains it."
This sentence is a bit ridiculous, and Mr. Member's face is a bit ugly. Of course, his face is bad at first, and it will be just as ugly.
Hamlet unbuttoned the top button of the captain's suit with his thumb, and said apologetically, "That...I didn't mean it."
The old man snorted and did not speak.
"Why... I'm going to play with them?"
Terry Ferdinand said: "Aren't you a spectator? A true gentleman is watching chess without speaking."
Hamlet said with a smile: "You are wrong. I am not only a spectator, but also a businessman. It is my job to do business."
"You want to make a deal with me?"
Terry Ferdinand was stunned, scanned the hall in front of him, and said in a very serious and serious tone: "I only have such a room, where do I live?"
Hamlet also said in a very serious and serious tone: "Don't you have much time?"
He said angrily: "You are really a profiteer. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"
"..." Hamlet said, shaking his fingers, "There is an old saying in the East, I have always been an honest businessman."
He took the crutches with a trembling hand, slowly got up from the sofa, said: "I'm tired." Then he walked to the bedroom on the right side of the front hall.
The loose white robe swayed slightly, and the crutches hit the wooden floor lightly, making a light and muffled sound. Under the gloomy light, he walked away slowly, his slumped figure looked like a snail carrying a large carapace, clumsy, But very firm.
Hamlet took out a half bottle of whiskey from the bottom of the coffee table, poured a full glass, took a sip, and then realized: "Look, I didn't drink in front of you... I want you more than death. If I can live longer, maybe...I'm not used to being lonely anymore."
He wiped off the strawberry print on his neck and looked at the far side of the galaxy beyond the skylight, with nostalgia, melancholy, and perseverance.
…………(To be continued)
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