Text 0587 Before Dawn

In the luxurious palace, a royal chief with a wig walked on the corridor leading to the emperor's dormitory with a serious face.

Behind him were some people, some people with the same serious face, and everyone's unsmiling face carried a sense of murder.

The soldier in the corridor wanted to stop the royal steward, but he glared back.

In Gevlar, the position of the head of the royal family is very high. He can't touch things related to politics, but he has the power second only to the emperor in the internal affairs of the palace.

This is also some of the experience accumulated by the Gevula royal family during the long years of reign. For a period of time in the past, several emperors had been emptied by the royal director in a certain sense, and the queen was pregnant with the child of the director. The throne was almost stolen by a bastard.

Collusion between inside and outside has happened many times. Later, after the royal family regained power, it changed some rules to restrict the potential of the royal steward to a minimum, and at the same time, in order to avoid something that happened too late to deal with. Irreversible consequences, all candidates for the royal family director must be selected from the royal family members.

In other words, the royal family chief is mostly relatives such as the emperor's uncle or brother. Even if one day comes, the royal throne and power will not fall into the hands of outsiders.

At the same time, the emperor will have more trust in his personally appointed director, and the relationship and relationship between each other will be better and more stable.

At the end of the corridor, the royal steward pushed open the door of the emperor's dormitory. In the huge dormitory, the emperor was sleeping soundly on the velvet bed. The room was very warm.

In order to provide the emperor with a comfortable environment, there are many pure copper pipes on the walls and the floor in this room. There will be high-temperature steam running through the copper pipes, making the whole room warm like spring.

The emperor was covered with a thin quilt, and the slow and rhythmic rise and fall of his chest showed that he was still asleep.

The soldier outside the door wanted to say something, but the manager standing by the door couldn't speak, and could only remain silent in the end.

The general manager slowly closed the door of the dormitory. The heavy and sound-proof door completely isolated the connection between the dormitory and the outside world. The soldiers standing outside the door looked at each other and sighed silently. They knew what was going to happen.

Since the end of the war, there have been voices of dissatisfaction with the emperor in the royal family. They spent too much wealth in the war, but they did not get enough returns. Many royal family members and princes and ministers were hollowed out. Mostly.

Coupled with the adjustment of the country's development direction after the war, Ameria has become a rapidly developing region, and domestic development has begun to slow down. This also makes those royal family members whose interests are basically in the country, including the noble ministers, very dissatisfied.

They believed that the emperor’s purpose in building the overseas enclave of Ameria was not to get rid of the current “island predicament” of Gevula. This is a theory put forward by a domestic scholar. They believe that Gevula’s biggest problem is here An island nation that is isolated and helpless, once the war fails and the flames of war burn to the mainland of Gevra, then Gevra may be subjugated.

When the war develops to that stage, it can actually explain the problem. The Gafra people are not opponents of the other side, and only their destruction is waiting for them.

But some people think that these are decisions made by the emperor for a certain purpose, not really...want to do that.

All kinds of dissatisfaction subsided unexpectedly after the loss of the naval battle between Gevlar and the Federation. It was not that these people began to understand the emperor’s previous thoughts and practices, but that the contradictions began to deepen and accumulate from the relatively simple contradictions to the deeper development and accumulation. Some people think that the current difficulties and challenges Gevlar is facing stems from the emperor's arrogance.

This kind of sharp contradiction will not be manifested, but everyone can feel its existence. The emperor will roar at the ruler's hall almost every three to five this year. A few years ago, he would not roar for almost a year. several times.

He was also very anxious, but there was no good solution, and all the troubles were not resolved.

Sometimes people don't care how much you can do, they only care if you do it or not, and the emperor is now in people's eyes as if it doesn't do anything!

In the room, the general manager walked to the bed, the emperor was still asleep, as if he could not feel the surroundings at all.

The manager picked up the cup on the bedside table. There was some unfinished wine in it. He sniffed at the mouth of the cup. It was a high-grade spirit. In addition to this cup, there was a bottle of pills, which was a medicine to help sleep.

It can be seen that the emperor of Gevlar is suffering from insomnia...probably troubled.

The people who came in with the manager put the things they carried on the table. Some took out a tarp and spread it on the ground. Others took out a one-foot-long piece from the box they carried. The round tube, screwed it to a larger machine, and turned on a switch that could be flipped several times.

After they finished all the preparations, the housekeeper had a successful and happy smile on his face. He raised his wrist and glanced at his watch.

It was 4:45 in the morning, and it was also the quietest time in Gefradi, and even the girls outside selling happiness were almost resting.

And this is also the darkest moment of the day, but the manager believes that as long as this moment passes, dawn will come soon.

"Let's get started!" He commanded, stepping aside, lest something would splash on his body, his suit was not cheap, and he liked it very much.

An ordinary-looking guy in his thirties, who entered the emperor’s bedroom with him behind the general manager, raised the guy in his hand and aimed at the emperor who was still asleep. The black hole in the long tube was dark, and there seemed to be something terrible. s things.

In the next second, a voice that definitely didn't belong here and shouldn't be here rang out-"Merisco Symphony No. 4", a section called "Resistance".

The music is full of the kind of struggle and shouting in the face of oppression, the anger and resistance in the face of fate, the rhythm is fast and full of power!

As soon as the sound sounded, the emperor’s chest began to rise and fall violently. The manager looked at him with a smug smile on his face. He knew that the emperor was awake and pretending to sleep, so he raised his hand and the band played harder. NS.

In the end, the emperor couldn't hold on anymore. It was definitely not a comfortable thing to play this kind of symphony in a place much larger than a normal bedroom, but countless times smaller than the opera hall.

It is impossible for him to pretend to be asleep!

He was angry and irritable, and was awakened from a dream before dawn. He picked up the half bottle of wine remaining on the bedside and threw it in the direction of the sound.

Fortunately, the director had already prepared, and two musicians were able to block the bottle.

The wine in the bottle that fell on the ground was flowing freely, but don't worry, the tarp was spread before, it won't hurt the carpet.

"I'm going to kill you!" The emperor sat up abruptly, grabbing his hair and roaring, "Damn it, it's not five o'clock!"

He got up a little hysterically, constantly beating the air around him, but he was still playing with those bands. At first they were a little scared, but now they are paralyzed. Anyway, it's just talking.

Even because the emperor said to kill them, they worked harder than before!

"Ah ah ah... can you... let me sleep for a while?" Seeing that it was useless, the emperor started to be soft, "Half an hour, dear brother, it only takes half an hour!"

The general manager shook his head. He is the emperor’s real brother. From the beginning, he knew that he was not the emperor. He was not dissatisfied with this. At least he would not be like other brothers and sisters, mostly by this brother. Killed personally.

At least he still has a good job now, and he can still be respected by people.

Perhaps it was one of his pleasures to let the emperor's life go unpleasantly.

"No, Your Majesty!"

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The emperor sitting on the bed sighed, and he accepted his fate.

The manager saw this and knew that the wake-up service was over. He made a stop gesture. The band stopped, then disassembled the instrument, and they were leaving later.

The emperor sitting on the bed began to adapt. He complained, "Why didn't I be a faint lord in the first place?" He looked at his brother, "Or be a tyrant, so at least you won't be at the **** 4:45. Wake me up!"

The butler walked to another door, pressed a button above, and looked at the emperor, "You can do that, but will you?"

The next second, the door opened, and two...well, at least two hundred catties of servant wives squeezed out of the door, holding a brush in their hands, and grinning and said to the emperor, "Your Majesty, please take a shower! "

This is definitely not a pleasant morning. The emperor feels like a boat that will capsize at any time in a storm.

When he first took the throne, in order to prevent himself from becoming a stunner, a tyrant, he replaced all the beautiful maids in the palace with such a large tonnage.

For this reason, the subjects all over the country enthusiastically praised him as the best Mingjun ever, but now he thinks about it, he is really a **** silly beep, don't toss other people, try to toss himself.

Just as he was thinking about these things, a servant girl looked at him with a smile, "Your Majesty, do you want to dig out the bird's nest?"

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