Duke of Grief

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All the nobles who planned to spend the winter in Moro received an invitation from Caesar XIII. They did not understand what was happening, and the invitation was not written, but they were asked to attend a ‘commissioning ceremony’.

However, they didn’t even know what ‘commissioning’ was. They only knew that all the nobles had been invited, even if they were downcast. In addition, even some rich merchants were invited.

The time is approaching winter, and the temperature outside is already very low. Although for civilians, there is not much difference between outdoor and indoor, except that staying indoors will not be affected by the cold wind.

Long carriages for picking up workers to and from get off work began to appear on the streets. The carriages were very crowded. It is naturally not a good horse to pull the horses, but this attitude is also enough to make the workers grateful.

Although many nobles scoffed at this and thought it was a waste of money, their attitude did not affect Gregorian's continued implementation of this method.

The money for hiring a horse-drawn carriage is nothing but a word of mouth for the manufacturing department.

The steam engine is so easy to use. In order to enhance the national strength of the empire, the factory must be opened throughout the empire in the future. It is impossible for the manufacturing department to build factories throughout the empire, otherwise the manufacturing department will become extremely bloated, and the whole will appear irreversible. Bureaucratic management.

In the future, nobles and wealthy merchants will build their own factories. Once there is a comparison, people will be rushing to the factories under the manufacturing department.

This is also one of the'tricks' he learned from the Principality of Sad Wind. After that, those nobles and rich businessmen either wait for the factory to go bankrupt, or they can only choose to increase their treatment, because the factory requires a lot of manpower, and nobles and rich businessmen cannot. Have so many slaves.

As for the increase in factory treatment, the problem of a large number of farming people flooding into the city, resulting in reduced food production and excessive urban population, cannot be solved by Gregory, because other lords are not as decisive as their majesty, and they cannot increase the treatment of farmers... …

Thinking of this, he took a horse-drawn carriage and was about to go to the'locomotive station', Gregory could not help but frown.

Looking sadly out of the window, the station was almost half a city away from the manufacturing department. Walking through the seemingly bustling Moro street, he was able to see many carriages heading in the same direction as him.

As he suggested to His Majesty, His Majesty invited all the nobles in Morone to let those self-proclaimed noble ‘billies’ get a good idea of ​​the power of the steam engine.

Although they certainly cannot understand the pure mechanical beauty, as long as they can shock them, it is enough.

The civilians in the city could not help but look at the probe. There was already a torrent of horse carriages passing through the cold streets. The horses were not moving fast, but when thousands of horses stepped on the horseshoes Sometimes, the sound becomes extraordinarily loud.

The energetic horse-drawn horse was carrying the heavy carriage, the driver held the reins tightly, and his waist was straight.

One carriage after another was decorated with luxurious decorations, and the civilians stretched their necks and opened their mouths slightly, so that they were dazzled.

A few seemingly plain carriages were mixed in this torrent, not many people noticed it, and even if they noticed it, they said nothing.

The owners of these carriages knew at a glance that they were nobles, and the badge of their family was hung on the side of the carriages. It must be the nobility who can walk with the nobility. How can the civilians misunderstand the nobility?

Seeing through the transparent glass, he landed on the gods who pulled the cart. Marshal Wendez sighed silently. Those are good horses. If these horses did not appear here, but appeared on the battlefield, Then with this amount, it can bring a great victory to the empire.

Closing his eyes, Marshal Wendes leaned back on the soft chair and touched his gray hair, remembering his age, and he couldn't help feeling a little irritable.

"Grandfather, where are we going?"

His grandson and granddaughter were lying on the other side of the window, watching the traffic outside the window, and excitedly asking their grandfather questions.

"Go to... the station!" Frowning thought, Marshal Wendes remembered the term.

His son and daughter-in-law were sitting on another carriage, and they had already set off.

Marshal Wendes wondered what his majesty was thinking, because he had already seen the steam engine. Although he didn't quite understand what the steam locomotive was, what good was the "car"?

Even if this is a new invention, you don’t need to ‘invite’ the nobles of the entire imperial capital to watch it?

Not only the nobles with a knighthood, but also their relatives were invited, otherwise this time Marshal Wendes would not bring his grandson and granddaughter.

With full of doubts, Marshal Wendes came to the ‘station’ north of the city.

"Wow--"

Before getting off the carriage, Marshal Wendez's grandchildren already knew that there were a lot of cars here, but after getting out of the carriage, they could not help but exclaim when they saw the whole picture of the place.

The naughty grandson climbed onto the roof of the car, looking left and right. He looked around with excitement and found that the empty place was full of carriages.

"Homil, come down quickly," Marshal Wendes said softly.

As a noble who insists on knight education, he hopes that his children and grandchildren can be naughty more than an aristocrat who has grown more and more maiden and can't even see the blood, so at least this empire will have a serious future Officer.

Holding the excited grandson, and the other hand holding the curious but quiet granddaughter, Marshal Wendes slowly walked towards the gate of the station.

He had just seen a group of people crowded here just now, and now he walked over and saw that it was the nobles.

Looking at the heirs of the nobles who were quietly beside their parents, and even dared not show curiosity, Marshal Wendes wanted to laugh, but couldn't laugh.

Because these children are the future of this empire...

The sun in the autumn is very hot, many elegant ladies have held up umbrellas, and many noble girls have a small umbrella on their hands, but many men are hot and sweaty, but they are still talking and laughing.

This seems to be showing his masculinity, but Marshal Wendez has seen that the thick foundation on their faces has been flowing to the neck with sweat.

Every body is fat, where does it look like?

Looking at them, Marshal Wendes couldn't help but sigh.

People stand at different levels, and those with high ranks and high ranks stand at the forefront, and then with the length of the ranks, the ranks slowly decline until the end of the ranks. There are some “lifetime nobles” and no ranks here. Wealthy businessman.

Marshal Wendez didn't care. The grandson and granddaughter were a little afraid of life. When they came to a crowded place, they were silent.

But it didn't take long for the stubborn grandson to start naughty again.

He looked up and looked at his grandfather with big innocent eyes. He didn't lower his voice deliberately and asked curiously: "Grandpa, why do these men put on makeup, so ugly!"

Even though the men were making their own buzzwords, the little boy's voice was particularly harsh, and they looked back angrily, but suddenly saw the old man.

Marshal Wendes patted his grandson's shoulder kindly and shook his head: "This question, grandfather wants to know..."

"You didn't know everything about your grandfather!" The grandson was disappointed.

Marshal Wendes raised an eyebrow, but he didn't know how to refute it.

At this time, a voice in the front row sounded: "Thank you for accepting my invitation and gathering here, presumably you have been waiting for a long time?"

The master of this voice is the reason why these nobles can wait so patiently here-their emperor His Majesty, Caesar XIII.

At this time, the crowd became noisy all at once, all hypocritical words~www.NovelMTL.com~ Caesar XIII pretended not to hear anything, laughed twice, reached out his hand and pressed to make the nobles quiet Down.

"You have been waiting for a long time, then I will not talk nonsense, and next, it will be a moment to witness the concrete expression of our human wisdom! Please open your eyes -"

Caesar XIII's words fell, and the door behind him was pulled to both sides.

Crowds poured into the station with the steps of His Majesty the Emperor, Marshal Wendes stood at the end of the line, and the nobles and wealthy merchants on both sides smiled flatteringly at him, pulling away his somewhat reluctant wife and children and giving it to the old man. Give way.

Walking through the front hall, Marshal Wendes just stepped onto the platform and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

It was a behemoth that appeared before him over the top of people's head!

It is a huge mechanical monster! (https:)

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