The imperial mausoleum is 560 kilometers away from the imperial palace. This is the location personally selected by William I before his death.
Frederick did not place his father's body in an open coffin and hold a national memorial parade. Instead, in accordance with William I's wishes, only members of the royal family and some politicians were arranged to attend the burial ceremony.
Black is the main color of this funeral.
Whether it was the successor Frederick III or his Princess Victoria from the Great Ying Empire, the current imperial consort, everyone present was dressed in pure black.
There was only one exception.
That was the Iron Chancellor Bismarck.
Just like when he went to see the old Emperor William I for the last time, Bismarck was also wearing a neat military uniform this time.
Everyone present understood that this was Bismarck's statement of his position, and even though it was a clear opposition, he still chose to do it.
The name Bismarck symbolizes iron and blood, the roar of steel and the blood of soldiers, so Bismarck did not shed tears or bow today.
Although the new Emperor Frederick was unhappy, he did not make trouble on the spot.
Instead, it was Princess Victoria, who was wearing a black veil on her head and a black lace dress, and was now the Princess Frederick, who walked up to Bismarck in front of many people and saluted him gracefully.
"Princess, please pay attention to the occasion."
Bismarck stood up straight and spoke to the princess who saluted him.
He had a serious expression, and displayed the rigorous style of a soldier to the fullest.
People wondered why he did not stop the princess from saluting him, but Bismarck himself understood that wearing a military uniform naturally represented the entire military, and the backbone of a soldier would not bend.
Even though he was arrogant and conceited in the eyes of others, he could only accept the imperial concubine's salute.
People not far away began to talk, and they naturally thought that Bismarck's behavior would bring him fatal disaster.
When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. This is a truth that everyone understands.
Bismarck lost the support of William I, and I believe many people would put the chips on the other side of the scale: the new Emperor Frederick.
But the imperial concubine's statement made these slick old foxes unable to see the current situation clearly.
Showing weakness? To curry favor? Or was it just because of Bismarck's existing control
The princess's simple action aroused endless imagination among the people present, but Bismarck knew that the princess was demonstrating against him.
No one present could understand the pain in Bismarck's heart.
A band on the side played funeral music, and the ceremonial guard came in and slowly carried the old emperor's exquisite coffin into the imperial mausoleum.
After some cumbersome ceremonies, the old Emperor William I was buried deep in the soil.
The era of William I is over.
After the old emperor was buried, all the invited guests dispersed on their own, but Bismarck did not take any action.
He stood quietly in front of William I's tombstone, looking at the tombstone made by top craftsmen without saying a word.
"Father passed away peacefully, didn't he? Prime Minister."
Frederick walked quietly step by step behind Bismarck and asked Bismarck like a friend chatting.
"Finally I got this throne. Don't you have any feelings?"
Bismarck did not answer Frederick's question, but instead threw a question to Frederick.
"I deserve it. I have been sitting on the throne for too long. Now that I am in this position, I am not used to it."
Frederick replied softly.
"You. Fart."
Bismarck turned his head and looked at Frederick, who seemed humble and polite, word by word, and spoke through gritted teeth.
"Although William is old, he won't turn into the horrible appearance I saw him last time in such a short time.
He ended up being as skinny as a skeleton, but I had seen him just a week before!
Do you really think that William and I don’t know what kind of person you are
Yes, you have ambitions, you have the ambition to conquer the world, you have the corresponding talents, and you have enough capital to allow you to sit in this position, but you are William's child!
William and I both know what you did!
Put away your hypocritical and pretend sad face!
It makes me sick when I see it!
The reason I am still here, in this kingdom, is not because of you, and I hope you understand that."
Frederick listened calmly to Bismarck's accusations against him, and reached out to pat the place where Bismarck had just poked him several times with his fingers.
"Mr. Prime Minister, perhaps you do not agree with my actions, but my father is indeed old.
He lacks something that young people have, so he remains unchanged, and so does the country.
And you too, you are old.
I suggest that you take good care of your health and don’t be like your father, who suddenly fell ill and ended up dying.”
Frederick smiled, but in Bismarck's eyes, his face looked like a ridiculous hypocrite and a shameful smiling tiger.
Bismarck wanted to punch the guy to death, but he didn't do that. Instead, he calmed down by adjusting his breathing and said quietly,
"Everyone will die, without exception. Whether it's William, you or me, it's just a matter of time."
After hearing this, Frederick seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world and laughed out loud in front of William I's tombstone.
"Hahaha!!!"
Bismarck saw this and slapped him.
“Bang!”
After a crisp sound, Frederick was stunned.
"You hit me?"
"This is your father's grave!"
Frederick looked at Bismarck coldly and turned away.
Bismarck knelt on one knee in front of William I's tomb.
There was a light drizzle in the sky, and the sound of the rain covered up Bismarck's series of violent coughs.
The previous violent emotional fluctuations made Bismarck's blood boil, and the doctor's medicine could generally only have a suppressive effect.
A mouthful of reddish-brown blood spurted out of Bismarck's mouth. He tried hard to support his body, but fell down again.
There was a trace of bright red blood at the corner of his mouth, which was unconsciously brought out by coughing, but the physical discomfort was far less than the chill in Bismarck's heart.
"William, you didn't kill Frederick because you loved him; you would rather be poisoned to death by his slow poison than hurt him, but you know I am your white glove.
Didn't you leave that letter so that I could get rid of him if he made a mistake
You don't want to bear the sin of cannibalism, but you want me to bear the infamy of regicide.
You planned everything, but left in such a carefree manner.
Yes, you are really selfish! "
Bismarck's achievements were due to the times, and Bismarck's downfall was also due to the times.
Bismarck struggled to get up from the ground and walked out of the cemetery in the rain.
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"How dare he hit me! He's just a subject!"
Frederick returned to the palace in a rage, smashing several valuable vases and plates before finally calming down.
The charming Queen Victoria lovingly wiped the sweat from Frederick's forehead with a beautifully embroidered handkerchief, and said as gently as possible,
"endure.
Where is Frederick, who has been patient for many years
That funny man who fascinated me would never lose his temper like you."
"I want to get rid of him and take the military power into my own hands."
Frederick calmed down and sat down beside Princess Victoria in distress.
"Don't act too hastily. Develop your confidants, then slowly cut off Bismarck's supporters. When he is isolated and helpless, then beat him to the bottom.
You can only take one step at a time like this. If Bismarck attacks now, you will be the one lying in the imperial mausoleum tomorrow."
Princess Victoria put away her handkerchief and gently squeezed Frederick's shoulder.
“I understand, I understand, but I can’t bear it.
We have been planning for so many years and finally became the king above everyone else, but why should we still have to endure his bullying
Our plans are just about to be put into action, and I cannot allow Bismarck to stand in the way of my revolution."
Frederick complained.
Frederick is humble and wise in front of others, and he only shows this side of himself in front of Victoria.
Princess Victoria from Ying Kingdom was not only extremely intelligent, but also had profound attainments in imperial studies and thick black studies.
Her gentle and considerate character, coupled with some feminine tricks, made Frederick fall in love with this woman who attracted him both in appearance and in character as soon as they met.
Their marriage was not just a political marriage, Frederick also truly fell in love with this woman.
Sadly, Victoria understood her mission, so from beginning to end, Frederick was just a self-righteous and self-indulgent pawn.
"Frederick, you must not only become a great king, you must also become an eternal king, the king of the world."
Victoria said fondly.
"You know what Bismarck said today? Everyone will die, without exception.
So how can we be eternal?"
"To accompany eternity is to become eternity."
Victoria said, then she took out a strange yellow robe from the closet beside her.
“Join us.”
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Silas and Lori, who didn't know how long they had been reading the ancient books, were floating in the air above the Temple of the Dead.
Many opened scrolls and books were also floating in the air. This Temple of the Dead actually looked more like a super large library.
"I felt like my head was going to explode. I couldn't understand anything."
Silas wailed in embarrassment.
"Sorry, your head won't explode.
Because you have no brains!"
Lori, also known as Kebejiet, turned herself into a ball of fire floating in the air and said mischievously.
"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten that I was dead. And according to Lord Anubis, I have died twice."
Silas helplessly shrank himself into a ball of soul fire.
The sight of these two soul fires communicating in the air was quite comical.
"Father God is very mysterious. He just asked us to find it, but he didn't tell us what we were looking for."
Lori turned back into human form, with her hands on her hips, looking angrily, but her lower body was still a blurry will-o'-the-wisp.
“It’s already difficult to interpret this ancient record, let alone there is so much content.
We'll be lucky if we find one or two that we can understand."
Silas also changed back to human form and looked helplessly at the various scrolls floating in the air.
"I don't know who made this rule, but you have to read these volumes before reading the Black Scripture of the Dead and the Golden Scripture of the Sun. This is simply too much!"
Lori puffed up her cheeks and complained.
"I decided it. Any opinions?"
A voice came from behind them that neither of them had ever heard before, and it carried supreme majesty.
It was a god with an ibis head and a human body.
Its curved mouth looks like a crescent moon, its body muscles are extremely strong, and it has long fur.
In his left hand he holds two scriptures, and in his right hand he holds an ornament that resembles a cross.
When Silas was wondering who this god who suddenly appeared was, Lori exclaimed,
"Master Thoth! Long time no see."①
Then she flew into Toth's arms like a young swallow.
"Kebejiet, you are still so naughty."
Toth rubbed Lori's head lovingly and let her go.
"So this is your little lover?"
Thoth looked Silas up and down, and even though he was dead, Silas felt as if he had been seen through.
"Meet Master Thoth."
Silas gritted his teeth and greeted him.
Toth nodded kindly, and then asked Lori,
"Why did Anubis send you to my place?"
Luo Li shook her head, and then her wolf ears moved playfully.
"Never mind that! Let's play a game of Senet! I haven't played it in a long time!"
Toth didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He first waved his hand, put the files flying in the air back to their original place, and then snapped his fingers.
A set of blue objects appeared in the air. Silas stared blankly at this set of objects that looked very ancient. He had no idea what the Senet the two were talking about was.
"If you want to know the answer, play with me. I'll tell you if you win."
Thoth turned and said to Silas.
Silas nodded woodenly, agreeing to play a game rather than continue searching through the files.
"Judging from Lori's reaction, Senet should be fun."
Silas thought to himself.
"Ah! Master Toth, you are cheating. It was obviously me who came here first! I want to play first!"
Lori angrily hit Toth's shoulders twice, but the gentle force seemed more like coquettishness.
"Be good, didn't Anubis ask me to come back just to help you? We can play again later when we have time."
Toth reached out his furry hand and rubbed Lori's ears.
Thoth then opened a barrier and pulled himself and Silas into it, and thirty grids of the same size appeared in front of Silas.
"Senet is simple, but it's boring to play like this. How about we add a bet?"
Thoth tossed four long axes made of bluestone and asked Silas with a smile.
"Bet?? I don't know what I can lose to you."
Silas asked confused.
"I want you to owe me a favor. You have to help me in the future."
Thoth said with a smile.
"Wait a minute, Master Toth, you are not allowed to cheat!"
Lori interrupted Silas who was about to agree.
"This is my territory, I make the rules. Get out of here, little brat."