Flowers, Swords and France

The Ministry of Internal Affairs in Bovo Square was starting a new day of busy work as usual.

As one of the most important staff members, the brave and fearless Mr. Kongze had just got off the carriage assigned to him by the government, and then walked into the building with his own document bag in one hand.

The morning air should be very fresh, but the gloomy atmosphere lingering in this huge building still made everything seem so depressing and tense.

His expression was solemn and indifferent, and he walked forward without looking sideways. The sound of his footsteps on the marble floor was as accurate as a clock. His temperament just matched the demeanor of this building. And wherever he passed, everyone subtly made way for fear of offending the new favorite of the minister.

After seven or eight turns of stairs and corridors, he finally walked into his office. Although it was just a small office near the corner of the stairs, it took him more than ten years and unimaginable efforts to get it. And this is not the final destination, but a small springboard for him to move forward - that's what he thought.

He completed one task after another with patience and perseverance, and finally won the favor and promotion of his superiors. And this time, he never slacked off in the task given to him by the Prime Minister.

After sitting down, he took out everything in the file bag and put it on the desk. Because he had not received systematic technical training, the sketches he drew were not very vivid. He just relied on his years of hard work to restore the characters as much as possible. Then, he repeatedly fiddled with these pictures and carefully searched for impressions about them in his mind.

While recalling, he looked for information about relevant people in his pile of materials.

Mr. Dumont, the Minister of Finance, the big banker Baron Bovan, the senior member of the House of Lords, the Duke of Navarrein, and other well-known names gradually matched his drawings, and gradually made Mr. Kongze secretly frightened.

It was these people, such a powerful force that gathered to deal with the Prime Minister, and it was a Prime Minister who was obviously on the decline and had no energy.

His face was still wooden, but his heartbeat was slowly speeding up. He suddenly felt his body stiffen, as if he had accidentally stepped into a swamp that was about to swallow him up. He could not move and could only watch the end of the world.

What on earth am I doing? !

The prime minister's appointment letter could be a sweet gift or a deadly poison. Which one is the most likely?

Kong Ze fell into deep thought.

He was already thirty years old, no longer the young man he was back then, so he would not be easily deceived by a single word and lose his mind. It would be great to be able to ascend to heaven in one step, but the premise is that you cannot step into the air and be crushed to pieces before ascending to heaven.

He knew that compared to others, he was not qualified to take any wrong step.

While thinking, he unconsciously flipped through the sketch he drew last night.

Until he came to his senses, he found that the sketch in front of him was exactly the young man and woman from last night.

Then he carefully recalled the scene he saw last night.

Both the man and woman were very beautiful, and judging from their behavior, they should be of noble origin.

No! Being able to participate in such a secret meeting at such an age, he must not be from an ordinary noble family, and must have a great origin.

Where could it be?

As he thought about it, an unconscious resentment and anger suddenly burned in his heart.

The same people, just because they were born in different families, must take completely different paths. As a result, some people have to work hard all their lives to get a little closer to a place, while some people are born there. I have to rack my brains every day to work, and complete every task assigned by my boss with trepidation, for fear of causing a disaster to some big shot, while some people can already talk to them leisurely at a young age.

Society is like this. People call this order, or fate.

But why! Obviously the same blood in the veins, obviously my talent is no worse than anyone else! Why do I have to face such a result.

He knew how inappropriate the spirit represented by this idea was, and how completely incompatible it was with the dynasty he was loyal to.

Only when he was alone would Kong Ze have these thoughts in his mind.

He decided to find out the origins of the young man and woman. He didn't know whether it was for the mission or just to vent his anger.

"Ding"

There was a very small knock at the door.

Kong Ze woke up subconsciously. "Who is it?"

No one answered, but the knocking continued.

Kong Ze carefully put away the portrait on the table, then walked forward and carefully opened the door.

What came into his eyes was a slightly short and fat bald middle-aged man, looking at him with a kind smile.

"Your Excellency?" He was surprised, and then hurriedly made way for the other party to come in.

The minister's behavior was very strange. He walked in lightly, then carefully peeked around, and then carefully closed the door.

"Your Excellency?" Surprised, Kong Ze couldn't help but ask again.

The minister gently waved his hand to signal him not to speak loudly, then slowly walked behind his desk and sat on the wide soft rattan chair that originally belonged to the owner.

"It's quite comfortable." His Excellency the Minister joked.

Kong Ze consciously stood in front of his desk, his head bowed honestly.

"You are good at everything, but you are too serious." The minister couldn't help but laugh again. "You are always like this, your subordinates must be in pain, right?"

Since that time Kong Ze helped the minister make great achievements and kept his impression with the Prime Minister, the minister had a good impression of Kong Ze and his attitude towards him became more and more friendly.

But Kong Ze knew that this was just the kindness of his boss to his right-hand assistant. If he did not keep his duty clearly and instead acted on his own righteousness, the consequences would definitely be disastrous - at least he had witnessed many such instances with his own eyes.

"We should be rigorous in our work." He replied in a low voice, while mentally guessing the purpose of the minister's visit today.

"Are you busy with work recently?" The minister seemed to ask casually. "I have read your recent reports, and it seems that there is not as much progress as before?"

Kong Ze was shocked.

Since taking over the secret mission of Mr. Prime Minister, Kongze has completely shifted his work focus to investigating the Foreign Minister. The task assigned by the minister to track down the rebel party organizations has long been forgotten. However, in order to cover up, he still wrote a work report as usual, being careful not to reveal any traces.

Did the minister discover something?

"Because the rebels are very cunning, the investigation has temporarily encountered a setback, but I believe that as long as we persist, we will soon find a new breakthrough. Do you have any new instructions for this when you come here?" Kong Ze He probed carefully.

The minister looked at Kong Ze with a strange expression.

Kong Ze lowered his head and did not dare to say anything more.

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"Mr. Kong Ze, you are so smart." After a long silence, the minister suddenly sighed, with a sense of alienation in his emotion. "Simply too smart!"

Kong Ze's heart tightened, but he still managed to calm down. "Sir, you mean..."

"Do you think I can't see it?" The minister shook his head gently. "You are just dealing with me casually these days. The report is completely unclear. This is not the you I know at all. Why? What happened?"

The minister's gaze made Kong Ze suddenly nervous. He had always thought that the minister was just a mediocre person who climbed to this position by luck. Unexpectedly, the minister today was almost completely different.

"Did you suddenly become mediocre, or for other reasons? Did you accept any other tasks?" The minister continued to ask, "As far as I know, you have almost never paid attention to the tasks I assigned you recently, and you just casually You wrote some reports to fool me, right?"

Kong Ze understood. Sure enough, there was a minister's spy among his subordinates. He lowered his head, and a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Seeing Kong Ze's appearance, the minister understood that his stick had an effect, so he relaxed. "I understand that young people want to make progress. This is very normal. However, don't burn your brain with excessive passion!"

Kong Ze raised his head, with some doubts in his eyes.

"I am your direct supervisor, but you kept it from me and fooled me with random things. Do you think you are called a motivated person like this?" The minister's eyes were full of shrewdness at this moment, not at all the mediocre look he had before. "Did Mr. Prime Minister arrange any special tasks for you? Don't deny it. I know that he summoned you alone, and then after he summoned you, you used your current attitude to deal with me. I can only guess, He has arranged some other important tasks for you. Is that so, Mr. Kongze? "

Faced with this scorching sight, Kong Ze no longer had his usual calmness.

After all, I am just a more professional police detective. Politics is really not what I should do. He understood this. "Yes...yes..." He nodded heavily.

Seeing his subordinates who had finally become honest, the minister secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Did he only find out about his subordinates’ little moves today? That's not the case. He chose to pretend he didn't know anything before just because he hadn't chosen which side to stand on yet. Until today.

He came to find his capable subordinate only after he finally decided on the direction of his bet. After all, he still needed this capable subordinate to gain achievements for himself in the future, and he could not use it now.

"Kong Ze, don't be too tied to our Prime Minister! Remember, we should be loyal to authority, not to a specific person. Whoever becomes Prime Minister is the same to us, as long as it can keep us Just take your seat, isn't it?" The minister said seductively, "Now, tell me all the tasks assigned to you by Mr. Prime Minister, tell me exactly."

Kong Ze said everything exactly.

"You are really going to do such a dangerous thing!" After hearing this, the minister couldn't help but sigh, "Fortunately, I came to rescue you today, otherwise... think about it for yourself, if Mr. Guizot wins against you What will happen?"

"So, you chose to side with Mr. Guizot?" Kongze asked in a low voice.

"Yes, of course." The minister nodded. "What did you find out before?"

Kong Ze took out the portraits from the drawer, and the minister took them and looked at them one by one.

"Oh! Even he's here!"

"Ha! There's him too!" he exclaimed.

When he turned to the last picture, the minister hesitated for a rare moment, and it was obvious that he was also surprised by the other party's youth. He frowned and thought carefully. "Isn't this lady the granddaughter of the Duke of Treville? I met her at a dinner party once. It seems that even the Duke couldn't help but get involved..."

"Who is the man?" Kong Ze asked hurriedly.

"I don't know. You didn't draw it very clearly. How can I remember every young man?" The minister threw it aside casually, "It should be a grandson of the Duke of Treville. This is also normal. In short, since we have chosen to stand on that side, these things should not be kept at all, understand?"

"I understand." Kong Ze nodded slowly.

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Everything will be fine after a good sleep. I'm sorry that I vented some emotions about work here last night. It was my fault. I didn't mean to target anyone. I just felt very depressed at the time. I felt that my efforts were in vain and I didn't get any recognition at all.

Actually, if you think about it carefully, there are still many people who like this book and keep following and supporting it. My writing skills are limited and I can't make everyone like it, but at least I will continue to write for those who like this book. Thank you.

Thank you very much.

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