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Chapter 22 The hidden weapon of the French poor

Without Gan Daofu's righteousness, this road cannot be passed, and there is no domineering sideways that is ended.

But okay, anyway, I also know that I am a little neurotic, and occasionally I can make my brain. Penovis modified it and modified it. In this way, there is no sense of gums that I have unique.

It is more vividly reflected. It is indeed a literary girl. The writing skills are not general, but after arriving at the port of Gale, my literary creation with Penovis was temporarily suspended.

Speaking of French ports, the most familiar must be the British -French coalition forces returned to the Dunkirk port on the English Peninsula in the Second World War that year.

It is not comparable to the large -scale Galle Port. If the Germans did not treat Gale as one of the primary destroyers, there was nothing about it in the back.

The conspicuous goals that can't be avoided.

As a strategic place, as early as the century that the Germans did not even know the Germans, Gale was repeatedly beaten to even the fucking story.

In fact, it is the story that Shu Han and Dongwu have to tell Jingzhou in the Three Kingdoms, but there is only a layer of medieval taste.

From the perspective of the Western Europeans, the king of the king's partition relatives and sticks pull up a vote to grab the family property. When you travel passing through Gale, seeing the scenery here is charming, he is refreshing, so he treats here as a three -day tour of French buffets.

Paris luxury sightseeing group, champagne wine tour group seven -day trip, and other tourist tourism organizations, such as tourist organizations, have dominated for hundreds of years.

The French people remembered that they were old for a long time. It was not until more than a hundred years ago. It was originally the port of the British army entering the French bridgehead, and suddenly became the largest port and fleet station in northern France.

Louis XIV did not have a few public funds to organize the French to play in Nidland. The role of Gale's role has become a bridge from the British to France to visit Sanxiao.

However, at the moment when we posted a fake beard from the ship from the ship to the port of Galeg, the first impression of this city with the largest port in northern France was not very good.

Penvis squeezed his nose uncomfortably: "Good smell."

"That's the fishy smell." I replied.

Wendir smiled, and his hands pulled out a scarf from his hands, sprayed some perfumes on it, and handed it over to the literary girl: "Cover the nose."

"Thank you, the count really sees it." Penvis thanked.

"Mrs.. So where should we go next?" I called Wendir's past name with interest.

My wife glanced at me charmingly: "The law and order officer of the port of Galeg is a more familiar friend. We go to him and send someone to report to Versailles.

Introduced the palace of the king. "

"Directly go to Versailles. Living in the building area of ​​foreign envoys, and then reporting to the corresponding officials. Can't you?" Filetieria asked.

"Of course not. This is an unwritten convention." If Wimidy laughed deeply.

Fretelia frowned, Penovis said a little confused: "It sounds like it can be like this, it seems to be more convenient, but why have no one doing this over the years?"

"Because of this, you can't let live in Versailles every day wearing beautiful clothes but always in the hungry French nobles have time to collect bribes." Wendir took the lead in walking ahead.

"That's it?" Penvis asked.

I nodded: "Almost. Living in Versailles for a year, it is not small."

The mansion of the Gale Public Security Officer is near the city center of Gale, and it is unlikely to walk in the past. Therefore, you can only take a carriage.

There must be a car and horses near the port. It is not far away anyway. Everyone will come together, but then turn into a relatively narrow street. The idea of ​​everyone with it is not very good.

I touched me with Lyon next to me.

"Adults, those who look at us next to us are a bit bad."

Without reminding him, I also noticed it. I glanced at it inadvertently. I saw that there were really many past people on the side of the road. The eyes of these people's eyes were really fierce.

ambush?

Someone knows that our plan arranges a killer on the road?

Who is it?

And it is so powerful?

"Everyone is alert."

I supported the bayonet. At this time, I miss the long sword used in Constantinople, which is more deterrent than the swords saving of the fancy and material saving.

Two women who said and laughed at the side said: "Lither, no matter what happens, please lean down, don't panic, we protect you."

"What happened?" Penvis asked uneasily with a smile.

"It may be ambush."

As soon as the words fell, Hans immediately opened his hands and blocked Fretelia. Both eyes were focused on, and there was a momentum that he would not stop without being shot. Uh, this brother is sick?

Just then!

There was a sharp and screaming sound when the alley stood around. I quickly looked up, and saw a dumpling, black and round objects gradually expanded in the shape of a high altitude, furry fur, with a huge eyes, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, sharp teeth, and sharp teeth.

Teeth, big mouth big throat, I rely on! Why don't I know that the French have already researched their biochemical weapons? Is there any more than a cross?

"Is it a cat?"

"cat?"

Isn't this a cat!

I took a closer look, and I just let go of it, but soon my heart mentioned my throat again. Nima, dozens of cats who wielded their claws flew over. Is this a foreign version of the heavy rain pear needle?

No matter how good the kung fu is, I am afraid of kitchen knives.

We are just an ordinary person, and even Dugu Jiujian has not been practiced. In the face of dozens of cats flying out together, I lost.

The cat -star people's attacks were defeated.

"It's terrible! What is going on?" Li Ang, who was shocked, was very embarrassed.

I thought it for granted: "Yeah, how can I throw a large group of cats out of ambush?"

"Will it be a curse and witchcraft?"

Penvis's idea is unique, and it is indeed a literary girl!

"I think we might be hated." Wimitir said at this time.

"We just walked off the boat, where did we mess with them?" Fretelia wondered.

"But in France, especially in French cities in France, especially in the English district, I remember someone told me that if local poor often threw cats to local nobles and rich people to express their dissatisfaction."

"... ..."

How strange this ** is, I laughed silently: "It looks like they are very successful, everyone is quite embarrassed."

"But what are the hateful things in this city's rich and nobles? We don't want to be related to the whole thing. They hate people can't hurt us innocent people." Penvis was angry.

"This may be related to the food prices of Nidland." I said slightly embarrassingly.

In the afternoon, we met the friends and order officer who dressed up in Wormyl's dress.

After he learned that there was an ambassador from the Kingdom of Prussia, he took us to the supervisor of the Grandic government, and after Worming took a 3000 franc notice.

Lai's master official immediately wrote the news of our arrival in France to Versailles. I believe that after ten days and a half months, there will be a noble nobleman to lead us into the legendary Versailles of the noble paradise. Then

He generously retained Fleetrea and Wimyls for dinner.

At the fairly rich French dinner. My guardian deliberately explained to the supervisor of Gallay the little thing that caused the French poor to throw cats today.

For the calamity caused by coaxing the price of food, you must know that in the face of soaring food prices, the miserable French poor can only vent their anger by rich people and nobles. Fortunately, they have not been violent to drag around like the French Revolution in the future.

The aristocracy is on the broken side.

When the supervisor's mansion was left. Wendir and that color looked at her old man and walked to the corridor for a few minutes.

After a while, she came back, I greeted it, followed the back. With her out of the door.

"How much did the bribel from Versailles?" I asked softly.

Wendir laughed lightly: "Guess."

"One thousand, or two thousand?"

"Versailles' living expenses are not so cheap, and the nobles we invite are people with widespread connections in Versailles."

"Okay, five thousand?"

"It is 10,000 francs, special services have to be collected separately!"

I blown a whistle: "10,000 francs, and the other service has to increase the price, wow, I hope that our Fragrance to meet the ambassador can be worth it."

"In fact, I can do it like introducing the beautiful noble lady and the French ladies, but it seems that the adult is the professional. He can find the color of the goods.

I heard this, I really don't want to pay this 10,000 franc. "

"Uh, I haven't said that I need this kind of service, don't mess up, who knows whether those ladies and noble ladies are sick!" I shook my head in scared, what was joking, this year is more than the 21st century.

Miserable, although it was a bit out of China at that time, but anyway, the medicine was developed. I didn't want to be sick at that time. Finally, a group of lunatics from the lunatic home were rectified like Fleetelia's neuropathy dad.

"But that's Versailles. Going to Versailles and not interacting with the ladies there is just like going to Egypt and not killing a few pagans."

"I just found out today that you are so cruel, and that in your eyes I am such a stupid person?"

"I don't know who forced her into bed on a certain day."

"That is the virtue and tradition of our Romans. Didn't you see that when Rome was building a city on the Italian Peninsula, we snatched hundreds of wives from so-and-so people next to us? Now there is still such a painting on your display.

The university district of Constantinople reminds us Roman men never to forget the virtues of the past!"
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