Chapter 294 The Emperor’s Right Hand

This palace is so luxurious.

The imperial palace in Yang Ming's impression was the palaces and pavilions in the history of his hometown. It was a steel-structured 'Cyber ​​Forbidden City'.

But the palace of the Sherman Empire was not complicated, and even a little simple.

The palace module is embedded in a giant frame structure, with a bottom area of ​​approximately hundreds of thousands square meters, and is surrounded by metal curtains that can project different simulated scenery.

The architectural style is based on tallness and spaciousness. A few scattered palaces are scattered on the bronze metal square, which seems to tell the insignificance of human beings and human creations in the scale of time and space in the universe.

These palaces were the places where the emperor lived, worked, and entertained.

Yang Ming saw some black frames on the ground that were tens of meters long on the roadside, ranging from square to rectangular. They seemed to be various types of buildings. If the emperor needed it, a metal hall would slowly rise.

Solemn and depressing.

"Viscount Hanton," the old man in front of Yang Ming turned around and lowered his voice as much as possible, "You are very smart, and we are very confident about you, but we must be careful not to make His Majesty feel disgusted with you."

Yang Ming nodded immediately: "Don't worry, Great Elder, your life is important."

Yang Ming naturally understood what the old emperor meant.

The emperor gently scratched the five fingers of his right hand.

"Really?" the old emperor asked with a smile, "Then tell me, what's wrong with the views of these senators?"

"But when I... when I saw that those warriors who had fought with me on the battlefield were captured, demoted to slavery, and subjected to unlimited humiliation by the imperial nobles, this was the most unacceptable thing for me.

"I have always felt that although the empire is relatively backward in terms of system, this is also due to its tens of thousands of years of history. Moreover, the empire has continued to improve and change its own system. Although it retains the imperial power, it has been locked up in a high cabinet.

Imperial power restrains the privileges of the nobility.

The old emperor of the Sherman family narrowed his eyes and smiled, and gave Yang Ming a few warm words of concern. He looked very much like the old man next door greeting a college student who had just returned to the village.

The emperor continued:

"Because this is you, Hanton. You are a powerful warrior who has made outstanding contributions to the empire. I think you can become a more dazzling star of the empire and get the honor you deserve.

Yang Ming immediately turned around and looked at the old emperor seriously.

The two of them kissed passionately on the city streets on the surface of the Emperor Star, hugging each other tightly, as if they had experienced separation between life and death.

Yang Ming:……

…

Yang Ming said warmly:

"Actually, none of the fusion experiments between ancient god genes and human genes has been successful," Yang Ming said sternly, "The ancient god life form is likely to be a biological weapon of a high-dimensional civilization. Our fusion experiments are compared to those mastered by high-dimensional civilization.

Technically speaking, it’s really…too shallow.”

"Don't talk nonsense," the great elder frowned, "Your Majesty, your great Majesty, will not wrongly accuse a good person casually."

The old emperor watched Yang Ming's retreating back, knowing that Yang Ming had walked out of the curtain and disappeared into the simulated scenery.

The emperor spoke slowly.

"This place is empty, only a very small number of outstanding young people like you have been placed here by me.

The great elder shouted: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty! The white ghost Viscount Hanton's condition is no longer serious!"

This was the first time for Yang Ming to see the super-changer captain acting so rude in front of outsiders. She was always strong and calm in front of outsiders.

"Before, I was responsible for protecting the safety of those princes and princes, but each of them became more ridiculous and disgusting than the last.

"Yes, although he has always claimed that his imprint is sound, because the imprint itself is a strong psychological suggestion achieved by a machine, for Bligh, who has extremely strong mental power and willpower, the ideological imprint cannot work.

of."

Yang Ming stood outside the main hall. Several elders suppressed their gasps with deep breaths, neatly arranged their robes, lowered their heads, crossed the dozens of centimeters high threshold, and rushed in.

The old emperor suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes.

My licking attribute is still too low.

Yang Ming stepped into the entrance hall, raised his chest and raised his head and performed a military salute.

Catherine sighed softly and lay more comfortably in Yang Ming's arms. Her long, silky hair spread on Yang Ming's chest, exuding a light fragrance.

Yang Ming stood up and saluted, then turned and passed by several elders.

Yang Ming said softly:

"I almost collapsed. They are at the top of the empire's power, but they have never thought about how to do anything for the vast majority of the people in the empire."

I was careless, but I didn't expect that these old foxes asked him to pretend that he was not recovering from a serious illness, and they also wanted to use him as a gunman.

The old emperor narrowed his eyes, and then laughed out loud.

The old emperor changed the subject: "Hanton, did you hear what the great elder said just now?"

After walking through the virtual film, you will see a fountain, two rows of flower beds, and more than a dozen white jade stairs leading to the real emperor's office building.

The emperor glanced at the elders below and said with a smile: "Has my guard knight recovered?"

What Catherine said, Yang Ming had already received accurate answers from Bly before coming.

"The Council of Elders will take enforcement measures."

"I heard it, Your Majesty," Yang Ming nodded, "What the Great Elder said actually makes sense..."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Don't worry, the Presbytery is in a lot of trouble right now."

In the main hall, the old emperor hummed a tune happily, and the sofa under his seat floated up and flew to the entertainment area on the left.

Yang Ming could tell at a glance that this set of beauty equipment should still be owned by the New Federal Government.

Yang Ming discovered that the emperor's gaze was actually focused on these elders of the Presbytery behind Yang Ming.

"The Presbytery keeps urging me."

"Look at my right hand, Hamton."

The conflict between the emperor and the Council of Elders also unfolded in front of him.

Yang Ming's expression remained serious.

Art is like this.

"Hanton!"

He wants to build a secret force affiliated with the emperor and hold a sharp blade in the shadows to consolidate his control over the empire's visible forces, eliminate dissidents, and suppress dissent.

More than a dozen beautiful maids in full bloom, lying or sitting beside the pool with an intoxicated expression, as if no one else is around, intoxicated with themselves, should be part of the landscape here.

"Anyway, when I'm here, just stay with me. Don't worry too much about this. Let them fend for themselves."

The old emperor squinted his eyes and looked at the expressions of the elders. When Yang Ming was about to leave the palace gate, he said again: "By the way, Hanton."

"You are a hero, a hero who protects this country, so I am grateful to you.

The great elder whispered:

"Yes, Your Majesty, thank you for your concern."

"Well," Catherine reached back and stroked Yang Ming's cheek with her fingers, "I love you, Hanton."

After the storm calmed down, Yang Ming held Catherine in his arms, pressing her smooth back against his chest and teasing a strand of her hair with his fingers.

Yang Ming said warmly: "Isn't Bly immune to the influence of ideological imprints?"

"But there are too many things I hold in my left hand. The military headquarters, the Council of Elders, various government departments, the development of religious religions, provincial governors, tens of millions of nobles... Hanton, you are now placed here,

It's too crowded here, and too many people are staring at the limited honor, trying to use it to reflect the value and meaning of their own existence.

After the pool is the real main hall. It looks square and square. All the artworks displayed in front of the hall can't even fit into a shirt. The symbols of men and women seem to be mixed here.

"Okay, your body still looks a little weak, go and rest first. I heard that your girlfriend is also on the Emperor Star. You two can have a good time together, you are energetic young people."

The elder who had been bowing lowered his head lower.

The old emperor slowly put down the leg he had just lifted, sat on the edge of the spacious seat, looked down at Yang Ming, and stretched out his hands.

"Don't make a decision in a hurry, Hanton, I respect you."

The faces of several elders were a little pale.

"Huh? Really?"

"It's not urgent, what's the rush?"

Catherine's shout of surprise lingered in Yang Ming's mind for a long time.

Yang Ming smiled and said: "My mental strength is not inferior to that of Bligh. This kind of mental imprint cannot hurt me. Moreover, I may not necessarily participate in this plan."

Looking up, Yang Ming saw a very realistic blue sky and white clouds, and felt the light and heat of the stars.

In the main hall, the old emperor who was doing manicure and skin care raised his hand and waved, and the maids carrying beauty equipment sets bowed their heads and retreated.

Catherine suddenly thought of something and said, "Why did you come here at this time?"
To be continued...