Dulin had many issues to discuss with Maggs, and the two stayed in the study until evening. During this period, Mrs. Terri went in to deliver water and snacks several times. The attention of the two men, one large and one small, was not focused on these things at all. They concentrated on discussing, thinking, and sometimes even arguing.
Mrs. Terry has rarely seen such scenes in the past few years. Ever since Magus betrayed the aristocracy, overthrew the royal family and usurped power, he has mostly been alone in the study, thinking or reading. The dull atmosphere made the whole house seem to be shrouded in a shadow. Even the death of his second son did not make Mags show much emotion. He just rubbed his dry eyes, and then continued to pick up his pen to review and approve the reply. Important documents.
But today was different. When Mrs. Terri was delivering the things, she saw Mags arguing with Dulin excitedly. No matter what they were arguing about, Mrs. Terri wanted to thank Dulin, because he at least let Mags get it. Rare ease.
After the two very tired men came out of the study, Mags actually stretched himself out and said, "I suddenly feel a little hungry. Do you want to eat something?"
Logically speaking, Dulin is younger than Magus and should be able to resist hunger better, but the fact is that he is also very hungry. After eating the second piece of those sweet pastries, he never wants to eat them again. Mags didn’t eat any of the third piece.
Dulin raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. He hesitated for a while and finally declined the idea of going to dine with Mags. He knew very well that Mags would have dinner with other cabinet members because his city of Otis The listing plan requires a lot of things to be completed. When he heard that Mags was going to garrison in Otis City, Dulin almost dropped his teacup on the ground. Fortunately, Mags also realized that he had said something stupid.
Garrisoning troops next to Otis City will definitely lead to a significant drop in the number of tourists in Otis City. Before the empire wants to abandon the gold mine in Otis City, the only thing they need to do is to ensure that the gold mine can continue to be mined.
Dulin left the villa with a bag of pastries and was escorted by Mrs. Terri. After returning to the study, Mags closed the door and picked up the phone. What he dialed was an internal number. Only a special line could dial this number. This was also to prevent ordinary people from guessing these special numbers by dialing randomly. Soon the operator connected the phone line to the Imperial Intelligence Agency, and Magus asked: "I heard that there are intelligence personnel trapped in the Federation?"
The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone hummed, "This is not a big deal. Some people disappear completely every week. We can't accurately know whether they were caught and secretly detained and shot, or whether they were disconnected on their own initiative. connect."
"But I heard that someone was arrested and spread to the federation? If it is such public information, it is best to deal with it!" After speaking, only the sound of breathing was left in the receiver.
After a while, the answer "I know" came to mind in the receiver.
Magus then asked, "Have you sent anyone to monitor and investigate Dulin? If so, withdraw first. If not, then it is best to check whether your men have done anything without authorization that may affect the empire. Plans for the next ten years!" After saying that, Maggs hung up the phone without waiting for a reply.
Dulin's words before their conversation were definitely not without purpose. He was reminding Mags that some spies had appeared beside him, which meant that there were also some imperial intelligence officers around him.
As for what he said he heard from federal tourists about this matter, it was all nonsense. Maggs believed that he discovered that there were intelligence agents around him, so he found an excuse to tell him that someone was watching him.
This makes Magers very unhappy. Dulin's current value is far higher than the wrong things he has done. Young people will always make mistakes. If he has the desire to reform and has a very important role in the empire, then he might as well wait until his role disappears before settling the previous accounts. The first thing to do now is to squeeze out more of Dulin's wild imagination, which is much more important than those minor losses.
The only pity that Mags felt at this time was Du Lin's background. It would be great if he were a noble. His mobility, decision-making and response are enough for him to assume very important responsibilities, even the Prime Minister. possible.
It's a pity that a farmer is a farmer after all. Even if the farmer's son appears on the Imperial Parliament Hill one day, he will only play a background role.
The gap between the nobility and the common people will never be filled with the progress of the times. On the contrary, the depth and span will become wider and wider.
Because between the nobility and common people, there is another group called capitalists.
He sighed, shook his head, and dialed a number again. "Investigate who has contacted Du Lin recently. Whether they are found out or not, withdraw them as soon as possible."
This time his call was to the New Party Home Office, which was run by a New Party committee but was accountable to only two people.
The first is Magus.
The second is the chairman of the new party committee.
When Dulin turned the first corner after leaving Maggs Villa, he threw a bag of pastries into the trash can. He shook his clothes to dispel the smell of cigarettes, and then called a taxi.
At this time, there was not much time before the Royal Academy was over. The teacher with a stern face like a nun packed up the things on the table. He looked at the students under the podium with a somewhat arrogant look, pushed up the glasses frame, nodded and turned around. Left the classroom.
This is a special class. To put it simply, the Royal Academy is divided into three major groups. The first camp is those students who have both good character and academic performance. They have become members of the Royal Academy through their own efforts and are proud of them. After graduation, they will become the pillars and mainstay of the empire, supporting the healthy operation of the empire.
The second camp is those aristocratic students. The predecessor of the Royal Academy was the aristocratic school. At that time, it only accepted admission invitations from the aristocrats. This was a tradition. Coupled with the potential power and connections of the aristocracy, the Royal Academy is particularly tolerant of aristocratic students. There is no need for them to have much or little knowledge accumulation, as long as they are nobles.
The third camp is talented students like Frena, who may not have anything else, but they have money. The Royal College has so many topics and research projects that it’s hard to count. The main factor that restricts the Royal College’s academic field and practical ability is the lack of money. It just so happens that there are always some people in society who are unique in this aspect, so they have become the "elites" of the Royal Academy and are placed in special classes.
In fact, the professors in the college are not very willing to teach the students in the special class. These professors themselves still somewhat look down on the students in the special class. After all, the gap is there.
Thirty years ago, these people would not even be allowed to set foot on the grounds of the Royal Academy!
Frena is still recording the knowledge that the professor just said. She is not young, and her understanding ability is worse than that of other young classmates. All she can do is to select the important parts from the professor's words as much as possible and then Write it down and slowly explore its meaning after you go back.
"Hey, do you want to go out to play together in the evening? There are only so many days in a year. It would be a waste if you spend them all on studying!" A young man with blond hair walked to Frena's table. He leaned on the table next to her. On the table, I put my hands in my trouser pockets, blowing the hair on my forehead, trying my best to look handsome.
This young man knows Frena, or most of his classmates know Frena. After all, the heroine of the first color movie is not so easy to forget. One of the most critical indicators of why a classic is a classic is that people cannot forget it. , I can’t even forget it deliberately.
Frena smiled and said, "I'm very sorry, I have to go through these things a few more times." She pointed to the notebook on the table. The young man shrugged and turned around and left, triggering a brief moment later. of laughter.
From the moment they recognized Frena, they seemed to regard Frena as their target. This was indeed the case at first, but soon after young people who thought they were outstanding fell into disgrace, it actually inspired these young people. Competitive. They kept changing their tricks to pursue Frena, and even made a bet, each of them gave out 10,000 yuan. If someone did it, all the money would belong to that person.
Unfortunately, no one has succeeded so far.
Compared to being welcomed by male classmates, some female classmates didn't like Frena that much. They said everything behind her back and completely isolated her.
Frena didn't care about this, her future didn't belong to anyone here, she didn't belong here.
After she finished writing the last paragraph, she packed up her things and left the classroom alone and walked towards the dormitory in the school. The Royal Academy adopted a year-round uninterrupted education model, with one day off per week. It is said that the current arrangements are much more relaxed than when this school was still called Noble Academy. At that time, let alone one day off per week, there was only one day off per month, and various tasks were assigned.
After returning to the dormitory, Frena changed her clothes, lay on the bed and started to read today's notes. There was still a while before dinner time, and she could still read for more than half an hour.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the dormitory.
At the Royal Academy, every student has an independent dormitory. She doesn't have roommates, so naturally there won't be anyone who can't get in without a key.
She walked to the door without opening it, and asked warily: "Who is it?"
(End of chapter)