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    Section 332 Clause

    Staring at the opponent's face, the colonel's wrinkled eyes showed anger and coldness.

    Treisen knew this man¡ªhe was the brother-in-law of the former Minister of Civil Affairs of the Empire and a section chief in charge of the management department of the Materials Allocation Bureau.  That is an out-and-out real f¨¦i deficiency.

    "Go and call the people above you. If you have any questions, you can talk to those people in the palace. Don't play such boring tricks again."

    Colonel Theresen¡¯s voice was low, and his palms were still tightly clasping the opponent¡¯s right arm like a steel vice.

    ¡°We want to leave the city, we want freedom¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡±

    The middle-aged man obviously didn¡¯t know what happened. He tilted his body involuntarily and yelled a slogan.

    ¡°I want your/mother/a/rotten/bi¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡±

    Colonel Theresen suddenly roared with rage. He suddenly pulled out his pistol, raised the butt of the gun and smashed it into the man's face, causing blood to spatter in all directions.  Before the other party could fully react, the hard and thick muzzle of the gun had already been forcefully inserted into the man's mouth.  At the same time, he grabbed the collar of his clothes and pulled him in front of him. He spat and yelled viciously: "You bitch, go tell your master and come over if you want anything. Don't hide in the corner."  He can use it as a stepping stone to command others. Otherwise, I will order the troops to kill his whole family right now¡ª¡ª"

    Anger is not directed at any one person.  The vast majority of the crowd gathered outside the palace gate were military civilians who did not know much about the changes in the situation.  Although there was no confirmation from Lin Xiang, the colonel was certain that he would never attack these people.  Only family members of military officers with outstanding military exploits and a certain military rank are eligible to live in the imperial capital.  If you want stability, if you want to get a complete empire and take full control of the army, if you want to be recognized by all the officers, you must first please their families.  Although this statement is somewhat one-sided, it is an indisputable fact.  The purpose of those with ulterior motives hiding in the dark is to start a comprehensive chaos with military families as the main force, and then turn it into a riot.  Finally, get everything they desperately want.

    This kind of thing has happened before in the history of the empire.  Relying on bloody and brutal suppression, the emperor firmly occupied a dominant position in the battle.  The huge profit space created by the replacement of old and new power has stimulated officials and wealthy businessmen to eagerly grab a larger share.  In the absence of armed forces for direct competition, the only and most powerful tool they can manipulate is the people.

    In the old days, public opinion was enough to determine whether a government could exist.

    In the wasteland, the power of public opinion has weakened to the point where it is almost negligible.  Whether the ruler or the ruled, people only value food and water.

    With these, the lords and clan leaders can gather enough people from the wilderness at any time.  The rebels were directly killed, cut into pieces, and made into carcass to attract more hungry targets.  This may be regarded as a vicious cycle, but the person killed is usually only the leader of the rebel group.  The sprouts of democracy have never truly been able to find a paradise to thrive, and all things that belong to fairness will be strangled and incubated.  The officials of the empire have long known this entire method by heart, but when they really have to use it, their reason and thinking will always be selectively forgotten.

    Colonel Theresen is a soldier. No matter which direction the sun rises in the empire tomorrow, he will stand by the military families without hesitation.  This was the reason why he agreed to Lin Xiang's request and led his troops to the imperial capital to maintain order.

    The middle-aged man was stunned by the words that sounded like a roaring tiger and a lion. The tip of his tongue touched the barrel of the gun that entered his mouth, and he immediately felt the coldness that penetrated his body like bone marrow.  Not caring about wiping the blood dripping from the wound on his face, he glanced at the ferocious colonel with fear. With fear on his face as pale as paper, he held his hands on the ground and shrank back, like  It jumped up like a frightened rabbit, screamed incoherently, and got out of the triangular isolation fence at the fastest speed and with an agility far beyond ordinary people.  In an instant, he disappeared into the surging crowd

    The gloomy sky gradually turned dark, and the Black Hell Emperors shrouded in the night lay on the flat plains like sleeping beasts.  The slaves huddled in their low and dirty shacks, carefully observing what was going on outside through the gaps between the windows.  Occasionally, soldiers would pass by the flimsy shed walls that could not protect them from the wind and rain at all. Some of them with a grumpy temper would always take up the gun slung on their shoulders, aim at the eyes behind the gap, and hit them hard.  Immediately, there was a hoarse scream in the shack, while unbridled and wild laughter erupted outside the house.

    Thousands of simple crystal wall lamps illuminate the entire palace with splendor.  See through from the top of the marble stepsThe bright light cast a dense shadow behind the crowd gathered in front of the palace gate.  As a burst of leisurely footsteps came from the end of the street in the distance, the crowd slowly separated into a narrow passage that became wider.  As the sound got closer and closer, the blurry figure of the visitor began to become clearer. The triangular fence blocking the palace gate was also moved away by the soldiers, but the gun in their hands did not loosen at all.

    Lin Xiang sat calmly on the golden throne, carefully flipping through a heavy octavo-page book in his hand.  A young maid in scantily clad clothes, holding a silver disk in her hands, approached with a slight trembling, knelt down, and held the silver disk high above her head with a respectful expression.  Lin Xiang's eyes were still focused on the words on the page. Without looking back, he stretched out his hand, picked up the neatly stacked hot towels on the plate, wiped his slightly dry face casually, and then wiped You Zi's steaming hot towel.  He threw the towel back into the plate and waved lightly.

    A group of strange figures appeared on the red carpet at the end of the hall corridor.

    They vary in height, height, and fatness.  There is no trace of the yellowish color on their faces caused by malnutrition of slaves or refugees. There is more or less accumulation of fat under the skin. The clothes on their bodies are well made and of fine texture.  Looking at these arrogant visitors, the imperial soldiers waiting inside the hall seemed a little frightened, and their eyes became shrinking and evasive.

    Colonel Theresen stood at the end of the crowd, the expression on his face constantly changing.  He seemed to be struggling back and forth between disgust and anger, but also seemed to be looking forward to something.

    Lin Xiang always remained silent.  He didn't seem to notice these uninvited guests walking straight from outside the hall at all. He just stared at the book in his hand with strong interest in his eyes.

    Dozens of people stood under the steps more than five meters away from the throne and looked at each other, trying to find the answers they needed from each other's eyes and eyes.

    A fat old man with gray hair slowly walked forward, raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked back and forth at Lin Xiang on the throne with a dull gaze.  He was wearing a set of exquisitely handmade loose cotton robes, and his brown and gray leather shoes were spotless.  The ring on the left hand is inlaid with a light blue gem the size of a dove egg, which shines brightly under the lamp, making those who look at it feel their eyes are stabbed in pain.

    "I am the supreme minister of the Black Hell Empire, Your Excellency we should have a good talk."

    The wrinkles on the old man¡¯s face are deeply squeezed by fat, which makes the eyes look more and more dense, like a line that is almost connected to the eyebrows.  He looked at Lin Xiang, who was silent, with an expression of pride, without the usual greetings required when speaking, and he also changed his titles repeatedly.  Obviously, he didn't want to raise the other party's status too much, but tried to lower it as much as possible to reflect his own nobility.

    Lin Xiang slowly moved his eyes away from the page, closed the book, and placed it on the shelf next to the throne.  He leaned back, crossed his fingers on the golden armrest, leaned back slightly, looked down at the old man standing at the bottom of the platform, and said casually: "The highest minister of the empire Tell me! You  What do you want to talk to me about?¡±

    The attitude is very cold, even contemptuous.

    The old man's face turned red.  He has been thinking about what he should do to gain the upper hand in the negotiations.  But he didn't expect that Lin Xiang would be rudely reprimanded in the first round of their meeting.

    I, you must leave the Imperial Capital immediately.  Otherwise, I will command all armies of the empire.  .  .  .  .  .  "

    "You seem to have not figured out the situation yet¡ª¡ª"

    Lin Xiang glanced at him coldly, and lightly interrupted what the other party had not finished saying: "The emperor is dead, and everything here will be taken over by me. As for the emperor, he can bring them all back. However,  I doubt what you just said. What qualifications does a mere prime minister have to mobilize the army at will?"

    The old man¡¯s flushed face was almost bleeding. He had never been insulted in such an unbearable tone.  Clenching his fists tightly, he twisted out thick blue blood vessels on the back of his wrists, and his hair swayed back and forth in mid-air with his trembling body.

    Lin Xiang¡¯s smile was always obviously sarcastic.

    "The emperor's life and death means nothing to us. Let's give up those quarrels that have no practical effect! Let's be direct, no matter who you are? Where do you come from? You have no ability to occupy such a huge city, let alone control the entire city.  Empire. Killing the emperor doesn't mean anything. We only need interests that can be directly grasped in our hands. If you can meet our requirements, your status will be more stable than ever. You can even inherit the crown made of gold.  .¡±

    A middle-aged man with a big belly strode out of the crowd, his left hand on his waist, and he said these words clearly and coherently without any respect at all.

    "Who are you?"

      Lin Xiang turned around and looked at him with cold eyes.

    "My name is Ino Eli, and I am the largest food supplier in the empire. As long as I am willing, all food supply channels in the entire empire will be cut off within three days. If this time exceeds two weeks, the empire will completely collapse under the threat of starvation.  "

    The fat man pursed his thick lips, revealing undisguised sarcasm in his eyes.  It seemed that Lin Xiang on the Golden Throne was simply a monkey for people to play with at will.

    "With just one order, all slaves in the empire will lose control and become free people. They have the same rights as civilians. Without food, they will steal, kill, and rob. The violence of tens of millions of people is enough to destroy all  City. Of course, as long as the monitoring departments in various places do not receive instructions from the Civil Affairs Headquarters, the supervisor's whip will still fall on those dirty bitches on time every day. Hehehehe! If you let it go you  You should be able to understand that those beasts that break free from their cage will tear everything apart and shatter everything.¡±

    The old man who claimed to be the Prime Minister of the Empire looked at Lin Xiang with gloomy eyes. The words of the food merchant Ino Alli were like a shot in the arm, instantly resurrecting his gradually dull self-confidence and swelling it to an unprecedented level.

    "In just half an hour, I can order all power plants throughout the empire to stop operating. Those who control those vital parts are all my people¡ª¡ª"

    "The Ministry of Telecommunications Management refuses to cooperate with the emperor. Even if you control the imperial capital, it is impossible for every decree of yours to be transmitted to any nearby city¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª"

    "The major legions will return to the imperial capital soon. It is impossible for you to fight against a huge armed force of tens of thousands. They will crush you like a stone against an egg¡ª¡ª"

    The threat of Chi/luo/luo/, the intimidation of foreign strongman and the insolent person, and the ridicule of gloating about misfortune.  .  .  .  .  .  Only a few minutes later, the calm in the hall had been completely broken, and the angry people were talking and whispering.  From time to time, a powerful figure would stand up and criticize Lin Xiang's arrogant attitude with righteous words.

    Lin Xiang sat silently, with no emotion at all on his indifferent face, like a statue integrated with the golden throne.

    As the prime minister, the old man stepped forward, walked up the neat and smooth marble steps, and reached the top of the platform adjacent to the throne. He wrung his hands together and looked at him with a cold and teasing look.

    "Your men are indeed very strong. An elite force composed of dozens of parasites is indeed the capital on which to rule the roost. I know that you are the Soaring Dragon Lord from the north. Being greedy for power is a good thing.  Ambitious people are usually strong men with wisdom. I don¡¯t know what method you use to make those powerful people obey you. But I know that you only need to pay double the benefits, and soon  It's easy to get them to change their stance."

    "What do you want to tell me?" Lin Xiang's eyes were so calm that it could even be felt that there was no change at all in the depths of his eyes.

    "You do not have enough power to control this city, nor can you completely swallow up the entire empire. The Soaring Dragon Territory is too weak, and it is not a simple matter to feed and clothe tens of millions of people. Without us, you will get nothing. Even if the special  Leisen's garrison temporarily chose to surrender, and relying on a forced blockade to maintain the situation will not last long. Once the slaves lose control and break out, you should be able to imagine what a terrible scene it will be."

    The old man kept smiling, smiling very happily.

    "Keep talking, I'm listening." Lin Xiang nodded noncommittally.

    "Emperor is just a great title with no practical meaning. You can wear that crown, and the empire also needs a new emperor. We will not prevent you from getting what you deserve. However, as a partner, you must  Show enough sincerity to get absolute support from us."

    As he spoke, the old man spread his hands, took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket, and handed it over with a smile.

    There are dozens of articles written in black ink listed on the paper.

    ¡°Businessmen are allowed to enjoy complete immunity from guilt. Food and arms are licensed trade items, and the tax rate shall not exceed 0.5%.¡±

    "Open six new slave trading markets. This special trade must be managed by the designated family, and others are not allowed to get involved without authorization."

    "All mines in the empire are under the control of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. The ore handover rate must be approved based on the quantity mined in the current month. The annual increase shall not exceed 0.82%"

    The old man's eyes glowed with greed.  He leaned closer to the throne, pointed to the items at the top of the paper and explained: "This is just a preliminary conceptualization.??.  We will clarify the detailed terms as soon as possible after discussion.  All you need to do is approve, approve and implement.  "

    Raising his hand, he waved the paper filled with densely written characters in mid-air. Lin Xiang's voice remained calm: "All the interests of the entire empire have been divided up by you What can I get?"

    "You can get the crown, and that golden hat is indeed valuable¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª"

    The food supplier named Ino Aili laughed brazenly and said arrogantly and disdainfully: "That is the only prize you can win in this war¡ª¡ª"

    The old man turned his head and glared at him dissatisfied. He quickly turned around and faced Lin Xiang with an apologetic smile.

    He keenly felt that an imperceptible anger was gradually emanating from Lin Xiang.  It was getting stronger and stronger, like the smell of sulfur rising from the cracks on the mountain surface before a volcano erupted.  And the flames that lurked inside the body and could turn into violence and rage in an instant showed signs of expanding at any time.

    It is impossible for anyone to succumb to such almost mandatory plundering terms.  Unless, he is born weak.

    The overly beautiful young man in front of you is obviously not the type who can be pinched at will.

    You can stimulate him, but not too much.

    The old man felt like an animal trainer forcing a lion to complete the game of jumping through the fire in an iron cage.  There is only a small piece of meat in the hand to seduce, but the lion is required to complete various difficult actions under the dangerous flames.

    this.  .  .  .  .  .  is it possible?

    "I have a question."

    Suddenly, Lin Xiang, who had remained silent, finally spoke.

    "What method did the dead emperor use to deal with this shameless blackmail?"
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