My name is Ren

Chapter 270
Once one is done, the other doesn't need to be done.

Everyone must clearly realize one thing, that is, someone will be eliminated, otherwise how to keep everyone motivated to compete and move forward?

Walking out of the No. [-] interrogation room, Ren nodded to the guards outside the door, "Get rid of No. [-], and assess the possible threats to him and his family. If there is a threat...", Ren sorted it out I looked at the guard again, "Then clean it up."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards his office without looking back. After these people were dealt with, he could start the next step.He had read some histories that interested him, and some negative characters in a certain period of history were worth learning at this moment.What kind of case can most affect the ruler's nerves?It's nothing more than a case of treason.Ren has been silent in another world for more than ten years, and at the moment he travels to this time, his personality has undergone an extremely subversive change.

Either don't do it, or do it to the end. He has been pressed on the starting line, so he must get rid of all opponents, even if he uses black tricks.

Flipping through the files one by one, looking at every evaluation on each file, finally, he pulled out a file and threw it on the desktop.Now, he needs someone to take the initiative to jump out and lift a corner of the storm.

Looking at the quiet Golden Ring area outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, Ren crossed his legs, stroked the ring on his middle finger, and looked into the distance with deep eyes.At the end of his gaze, the majestic palace exudes unparalleled majesty.

the weather is nice today.

But for some people, today is not a good day.

In the dreary royal prison, Bowen was locked in a room that was not much different from a noble's bedroom. Even the prison itself was like a castle, but the guards were a little stricter, and there were a little more iron bars on the windows. a little.

At this time, Bowen no longer had the vigor and composure he had when he was in Bell Province. He was so haggard that he seemed to have aged ten years in more than half a year.His hair was gray, his clothes were full of sweat stains and folds, and exuded a faint body odor.He sat on the edge of the table. There were no sharp or hard objects in the entire room. Even the walls were nailed with several layers of soft animal skins to prevent the people who lived here from committing suicide.

The Royal Prison holds political prisoners.This is a transit station for some people and a terminal station for others.Some people will leave here, some people will die of old age here.Countless dead bones and undead forged the majesty of the royal family.

What kind of fate he will face, he already has a vague guess.In the final analysis, the redemption order is a small toy that the royal family brought out to appease the nobles. When necessary, the royal family can also smash this toy with their own hands.In fact, in the final analysis, the crimes he committed were too bad. Hundreds of thousands of people died in that fire, and no one could suppress the boiling anger from the people.There must be a sufficiently heavyweight person responsible for this disaster, and use his life to appease all the extremely angry public opinion.

Sometimes the reality is very ridiculous. The nobles don't pay much attention to the so-called public opinion, but sometimes, they have to make concessions.The decency of being aristocrats makes them always avoid certain sensitive topics and thoughts, and then bump into them at a special time.

The heavy wood was slowly pushed away, and Bowen didn't even have the desire to raise his head, "What are you eating today? Is it still shit?"

The food in the Royal Prison is actually much better than shit, but the people locked here, even if they are given the most wonderful food, it is no different from shit in their mouths.Many political prisoners use shit to describe the food here, no matter what it is, it's like chewing wax.

The crisp sound of leather boots hitting the stone brick floor made Bowen a little surprised. Then he turned his head to look at the only exit of this room, and was startled for a moment.He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he still lowered his head, turning all the words into a long sigh.

"What? Don't welcome old friends?" Ren walked to the table and sat down. He put the small gift box in his hand on the table.The contents of the gift box have been inspected, making the original box look a bit "rushed".

Bowen squeezed out a wry smile, and shook his shoulders self-deprecatingly, "What else can I say? Congratulations, am I about to die?"

This topic is a bit heavy, but this is also the purpose of Ren's coming here, "I have inquired, the Queen Pars, the Privy Council, the Council of Elders, and the Council all think that you should not continue to live, and they plan to choose a good day after winter Send you to see the God of Light."

"Thank you for the good news, I'm so pleasantly surprised!" Bowen said with sarcasm, and Ren said the thing he didn't want to know the most, but he couldn't greet him with a calm smile.No matter who knows the date of his death, it is impossible to be happy. "If there is any good news, please tell me together!"

"Your family will be dispatched to the extreme arctic ice sheet, do you know that place?" Ren opened the small gift box without hesitation, and inside was a cigarette rod, a dragon's blood wood shaft, and a ruby ​​cigarette holder.There is also a box of Dragon Island smoke bricks, and a wooden knife.He took out the cigarette case of Longdao Smoke Brick, dug out a small piece of smoke brick from it, crushed it, stuffed it into the bong, and handed it over.At the same time, he took out the scythe and drew out the flame, "Come, have a taste."

Bowen paused for a moment, a little hesitant, a little hesitant, but in the end he still couldn't refuse the unique taste of Dragon Island smoke bricks, or wanted to enjoy more before he died. He did not object to such a move by Ren.He took the bong and stuffed it into his mouth, and took a deep breath against the firelight.He raised his head, squinted his eyes, with an expression of enjoyment and aftertaste on his face, the smoke slowly came out of his mouth and nose, "It's been a long time since I smoked such pure stuff, your business is doing well now Big?"

He opened his eyes and looked at Ren, his mood was much better than before, at least he could communicate calmly.

Ren shrugged his shoulders indifferently. After leaving Ortrenburg, he no longer has to deal with the troublesome financial deficit. He only needs to harvest wealth. If they go to the extreme arctic ice sheet, they will be dispatched to serve on the western front, and they may have the opportunity to return to the circle of nobles through meritorious deeds."

Bowen's eyes lit up, and he didn't regret setting fire to Xiliu City. What he regretted was because his actions dragged down his family and family. In this era and society where family interests are paramount, he can't get rid of such a fixation. thinking.

"Okay, Viscount Wren, I apologize for my previous tone. Can you tell me a little bit about what method you plan to use?" Bowen's tone was flattering, which was absolutely impossible before. , Of course, if he knew that Rennes had become the earl, perhaps this kind of flattery would be a little more blatant.

Ren tilted his head, "I have a plan and need a victim."

"It can be seen that I am the most suitable candidate, isn't it?"

Ren smiled and asked, "Isn't it?"

Bowen stretched out his right hand, and the two held hands tightly. Bowen said with a smile, "Deal!"

It's really worth it to exchange one person's death for a meager chance!
Ren came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

No one but him and Bowen knew exactly what they had said.

With the death of the scholar and the unexpected silence of the Ministry of National Security, some nobles who couldn't bear the loneliness or the quiet but stressful atmosphere began to move.It was the public opinion in the imperial capital that fired the first shot. In the field of public opinion, it is obvious that scholars are more likely to be recognized and accepted by people than nobles.

The political environment in the imperial capital is different from that in the remote countryside. In the province of Bell and in Ortrenburg, if you want to display your talents and realize your ideas and political ambitions, you must first have a pair of fists that can break through the iron walls. .But in the imperial capital, political strife is much more civilized on the surface. Even if the two sides stab each other bloody under the table, but above the table, they still have to maintain the aristocratic demeanor and smile.

The scholars first established a big position, and determined that it was wrong to hit Rennes' carriage, but these scholars who were good at playing with words also stuffed a lot of private goods.They believe that the definition of "offending" the carriage on which the Golden Aristocrats ride is not the same as attacking the Golden Aristocrats themselves. At least before the judge makes a final decision, the scholar who did not want to be named should not be killed on the spot, especially He has realized his mistake, and Rennes is not in danger.

Once the public opinion was stirred up, the people of the imperial capital with inexplicable pride began to discuss this issue.People are willing to sympathize with the weak, and this kind of "hating the rich" has been well used. In rounds of public opinion offensives, Rennes has become a loser, at least no one is willing to speak for him.Even if someone stood up and told everyone that Ryan did nothing wrong, it was to contrast Ryan's brutality and cruelty.

However, on the cusp of raging public opinion, Ryan was assassinated.

This is the fourth assassination of Rennes. Compared with the previous three assassinations, this assassination is obviously rough and not so professional.

The location of the assassination was just outside the old library. When Ryan got off the carriage, took off the scarf and top hat and handed them to Blair, a seemingly ordinary passer-by immediately stepped down the steps outside the old library and walked away from Lei En. En less than ten meters away, rushed towards Renn.The assassin was holding a sharp and highly poisonous dagger in his hand. If Rennes hadn't reacted quickly, perhaps he would have become the unlucky one who was being looked at in the crystal coffin by now.

After the assassin failed, he was killed by Blair on the spot. This failed assassination suddenly reversed Ryan's decline in public opinion.

(End of this chapter)