I Will Be The Crowned King

"So, how did you find out that...the woman has a problem, and she probably has bad intentions?"

Walking out of the factory, Ansen went directly to the carriage where the chief of staff came to pick him up. Before the other party could say "Thank you for your hard work", he was thrown a question.

Having had the experience of being recognized directly in a taxi last time, Anson is not as opposed to the "special car transfer" as he was at the beginning, and it is always better to arrange it by himself than to be arranged by others; besides, the clear itinerary allows others to know him Where it is, it is also a means to avoid being watched all the time.

This is a bit counterintuitive, and contrary to the respected mentor Mace Honnard, the old **** who played "Black Under the Light" to perfection. The key point is that the itinerary is public. And being in the crowd at all times makes it difficult for some malicious people to find a chance to attack alone.

Assassination, especially an assassination of a soldier who holds military power and whose strength has been widely confirmed, can be regarded as a high-risk venture; It's a great way to break the ice and surprise, provided you're prepared to deal with the consequences.

And Anson's situation is a little bit special, mainly because he doesn't want to give Ludwig some unrealistic hopes and do stupid things that even he himself will definitely regret.

Although he always gave others the inherent impression of being inflexible and inflexible, Ludwig was probably the most decisive person Anson knew, not one of them.

For the slightest hope of victory, he forcibly promoted a newly graduated captain to lieutenant colonel; for the seemingly easy victory, he could directly abandon the retreat route of his own army; in order to win the war, let Clovis get the most points The fruit of victory, he can bypass his boss and negotiate directly with the enemy on the premise of knowing that the opponent is the Old God faction.

With Ludwig Franz with such a personality, if he finds himself cornered and helpless... Anson will not be a little surprised by how outrageous things he does.

Even further, it is really strange that he has not had any major reaction after so long even though he has successfully pried away the railway committee and has no choice but to do so.

In contrast, Elizabeth Lemon, a former member of the Knights of Judgment, thought nothing of it in Anson's eyes.

"Before answering the question, let me correct one of your mistakes. I don't know if she really has bad intentions."

Leaning against the backrest behind him, Anson looked at the curious Carl with slight dissatisfaction: "It's just that the matter of the difference engine is very important. The person who masters the core technology is still a person who has a close relationship with the church. Vigilance is a must."

"She is our only chance, but this opportunity comes too easily, being lucky is like a dream... I like to have beautiful dreams, but my professionalism tells me that this kind of 'tiny' luck cannot be regarded as a dream. A prerequisite for a perfect plan."

"That's why you asked William to test her?"

"Well, the result is not as expected." Anson shrugged: "Of course, judging from the results, the thing I was most worried about probably didn't exist from the beginning. Her little thought is completely the inertial thinking she was taught. It’s restricted, so there’s nothing to worry about.”

"That…"

Carl drew a long tail, and his eyes were a little playful: "Are you really planning to disclose the technology of the difference engine?"

"As long as our replica plan can be successful and achieve mass production, we will make it public immediately—along with the production process." Anson nodded slightly: "It is best to make it public to the world at once, and we are still planning which way is the most suitable , to avoid delays as much as possible.”

"…Why?"

Carl scratched his head a bit: "I won't ask nonsense like 'are you crazy and plan to fight against the church', anyway, I can't stop you from doing anything, but...why, Isn't it good to keep it secret in our own hands, this is... yes, this is the difference engine!"

"You are right, this is the difference engine." Anson nodded: "The question is, if we have fully mastered the technology of the difference engine, should we mass-produce it?"

"If it is not mass-produced, the meaning of one or two units is quite limited, but if it is mass-produced... what do you think is the probability of not being discovered by the Church?"

"So only through mass production can we break the church's technological monopoly and sell a favor to the whole world—even if they are criticizing us."

Carl raised his eyebrows: "But does it really make sense to do so, I mean...isn't it good for us at all?"

"No benefit? How is that possible." Anson smiled and narrowed his eyes: "It's very simple - even if the technology is fully disclosed, can an individual be able to create a difference engine?"

"Of course it's impossible." Karl shook his head in embarrassment: "I... I don't really understand, but it should be quite difficult to make this thing?"

"It's quite difficult. It's so difficult that the top factories in Clovis City and the best workers may only have a 1% chance of success."

Anson slowly raised his right index finger: "And you have to know that Clovis City is already Clovis... No, it should be the city with the most dense factories and the largest number of workers in the world."

"With a population of more than one million, one-fifth or even one-fourth are workers. This is a terrible number; such a city has to spend a lot of effort before it is possible to take the blueprints and barely reproduce a whole city. A difference engine."

"...Then how much manpower and material resources will it take to make it in other places?" Carl muttered to himself knowingly: "Even if it succeeds, how much time will it be later than Clovis?"

"Even if it takes the same amount of time, who can achieve the mass production of the difference engine first than Clovis?"

Anson nodded: "This kind of thing that can change the rules of the game has always been a quantitative change leading to a qualitative change; only an unrivaled quantitative crush can reverse the situation."

"In any case, Clovis, who was the first to obtain the technology, can benefit the most from it-this is determined by the innate foundation, and it will take at least 30 years for other countries to catch up."

"But the problem is that the church has more than one technology, and it's hard for you to guarantee that the Clovis people who get the technology will not cause the kingdom to split-they may not listen to you."

"But even if the church can give the technology, it will need to mobilize a lot of manpower and material resources to fully master it, and it will also take time."

Anson spread his hands: "But you are right, the Clovis people may not listen to me, it is very likely that the country will either fall apart or fall into civil war like in the war of sectarian division - so we have to prevent this worst situation first Case."

At the same time as the voice fell, the carriage had already stopped outside the gate of Osteria Palace.

…………

When Anson, his nominal subordinate, accompanied by half a row of royal guards came down to the throne room, the expressions of several people in the hall obviously had been discussing for a while.

Sophia sat quietly on the soft couch chair with armrests, her face completely lost the panic she had just seen at the factory; Ludwig stood opposite her, deliberately not sitting down, and It was the right hand propped on the back of the chair, standing there like a rifle.

As for Queen Anne, she did not have the undisguised posture she had at the coronation ceremony. She bent her legs very humbly, and sat on the side of the throne, which was much shorter than her and had no backrest.

The young Nicholas I sat upright in the center, but judging from the fact that he had to hold the armrests on both sides of the throne even if he stretched his hands, it was obvious that he was still not suitable for his current status, and he pretended to be very majestic.

"You are late, Your Excellency, Chief of the Royal Guard." Queen Anne said slowly, "As the subject closest to His Majesty, such a low-level mistake like being late should not be made in such a private meeting."

Anson raised his eyebrows subconsciously, and he noticed that Ludwig's expression was obviously unnatural when the Queen Mother said the title "Chief of the Guard".

Oh, it's been so long, why are you still thinking about this...

"I'm extremely sorry, I'm busy with the organization of the town council and the plan to acquire the factory for the railway company's preparations, and I've indeed been neglecting my own work recently."

Beating his chest with his right hand and behind his left hand, Ansen lowered his head: "I dare not expect Your Majesty to forgive me. After the meeting is over, I will take the initiative to accept the punishment."

"That, that's not necessary!" The young king on the throne suddenly seemed to panic, but he was still trying to calm down: "As long as you understand your mistakes, you can correct them next time."

Um? Is something wrong, or is he planning to dig a hole for me again, so I dare not speak too harshly... Anson nodded respectfully, and stood beside Sophia silently, and deliberately leaned back.

Seeing that the head of the guards did not say a word, the Queen Mother, who seemed to be ready to forgive, froze for a moment, so she could only chuckle and continue to smooth things over:

"Since Ansen Bach is late in the future, let's go back to what we just discussed to see if there is anything missing."

"The first is the 'invitation' from the imperial ambassador... because His Majesty is strictly speaking the younger generation of Emperor Herrad, so the ambassador hopes that Clovis can organize a high-level visiting team to celebrate the emperor's birthday this year—of course, It would be best for His Majesty Nicholas to personally lead the team."

Sophia was the first to speak: "Of course, our side has sternly rejected this obviously offensive invitation, but the imperial ambassador's attitude is quite firm, asking Clovis to show his attitude."

"What attitude?" Anson said subconsciously.

"Of course it is the relationship between Clovis and the Empire, which determines the status of the two parties to each other."

Sophia gave him a blank look: "Your Majesty Nicholas is a junior, and it is obviously not good for us to determine each other's status in this situation; the empire wants to take advantage of the present and pretend to use a 'peaceful way' to resolve the disputes between the two sides for more than a hundred years. Bad intentions."

"So they want to use this method to put the notoriety of 'breaking the peace' on Clovis." Anson instantly understood: "It's really a familiar routine, but it's also reasonable-the jihad is over, the empire The premise of making peace with Clovis no longer exists, and it is only normal for the opposite side to have the idea of ​​provoking conflicts."

"But right now the elite main forces of Clovis are all concentrated on the outskirts of Clovis, and the forces on the border are quite weak." Queen Anne looked worried:

"Lieutenant General Ansen Bach, if the empire really suddenly launched a war, wouldn't there be any surprises?"

"This... please rest assured, Your Majesty." Anson nodded slightly: "It is still January, and the weather and environment are very unsuitable for large-scale marches; if the empire really wants to mobilize the army at this time, there may be few vassals who can respond immediately to the emperor. Not enough to break through the Clovis frontier."

"Even if we go back 10,000 steps, even if he can really mobilize the army, the news will not be concealed; the army of the empire is scattered in various grand duchies, while the army of Clovis is concentrated in the capital, and there are convenient railways to quickly Move the troops to the front; in terms of time and efficiency, we have the advantage."

"Of course, in terms of comprehensive strength, Clovis is definitely not as good as the Empire." Anson habitually concluded: "But as long as the human and material resources of each province can be smoothly integrated, three to six can be carried out without affecting the economy as much as possible. The monthly war is completely possible."

"The problem is that the current Clovis may not be able to gather the power of the various provinces."

Ludwig on the opposite side suddenly said coldly: "The latest news, apart from the central province, headed by Beigang, more than half of the provincial governors have objections to the death and coronation ceremony of His Majesty Carlos II, and refuse to follow the traditional Swear allegiance to His Majesty."

"The reason is also very clear: His Majesty Carlos II was buried in a hurry, and the coronation ceremony was moved to January 5th, exactly six days after the end of the mutiny. At the same time, the whole process of the mutiny has not been made public, so we are neutral about the current situation in Clovis. Attitude - no objection, UU reading www.uukanshu.com but will not immediately swear allegiance."

"this…"

Before the queen mother could continue to speak, the hurried figure of Viscount Bogner suddenly appeared outside the gate of the throne room.

Looking at the rather serious expression of the revolutionary leader, Anne took a deep breath: "Member, I don't know whether the news you brought is good news or bad news?"

"I'm extremely sorry, Your Majesty, but it's a pity that it's the latter." Viscount Bogner, who stopped, twitched his throat vigorously, and his shrugged shoulders seemed to indicate that he was far more emotional than he showed at the moment:

"I just learned that just half an hour ago, a very serious fire broke out in a cafe on Red Brick Street. It seemed that the fire was caused by an accident and it was out of control before the staff in the shop noticed it. Most of the cafe had burned down. Turned to ashes!"

"This... the ring of order protects." Annie could only sigh with emotion: "Has Whitehall Street taken any action?"

"Of course—the incident happened near the Clovis Cathedral. Two teams of Whitehall Street police officers had already rushed to the cafe where the incident occurred and put out the fire." Viscount Bogner's face became increasingly ugly:

"But when the accident happened, the Heating Committee of the Privy Council was meeting in the burning cafe, and twenty-six members of parliament were crowded in the same box..."

"...No...one survived!"

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