After Becoming a Little Sister

"But if you don't show up in public, you won't have the right to speak. Being an idol is just a choice, and I'm happy."

"What right to speak do you want to fight for?"

"What are you fighting for...let me think..."

Aliya was thinking, while the Great Sun Empress in front of her was pouring tea for her.

It's not matcha bowl water, but southern kung fu tea, the best... um, high crushing.

Well, high broken is high broken, as long as the tea tastes good for your own people, what appearance do you want...

"Woohoo! You can't say that you are an outstanding person. Fork Chacha united the United States as a country, with a territory of thousands of miles, no title of prince, no rules of escape from the world, public opinion paid by public tools, and a situation that has never been seen in ancient and modern times. What a strange thing! , can we not call Washington the first!"

"Chachacha is alright." The Great Sun Empress raised her brows, "Xu Jiyu?"

This passage comes from Xu Jiyu's "Ying Huan Zhilue". As long as the children who have read the textbooks in compulsory education have read the textbooks, they should have seen a few words in the history books.

And for Huanxi Guanmen who are well-known and memorized, this is even more handy. After all, Ying Huan Zhilue was also a famous book that opened his eyes to see the world back then.

Alia then smiled and said nothing, picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "Confucius did not create new theories, he did not establish new rites, he was not a person inspired by God, nor a prophet, he was a wise official who taught ancient laws, we sometimes It is inappropriate to call his doctrine Confucianism, but in fact he has no religion, his religion is the religion of all emperors and ministers, the religion of the sages.”

The Great Sun Empress raised her eyebrows slightly to slightly wrinkled her brows: "Voltaire?"

"In Europe we have no people whose ancient culture can prove to be comparable to that vast empire whose vastness and population Many empires have been governed like one family, and upon hearing their laws, I am compelled to assert that only that country is the most just and benevolent nation in the world."

"... That's exactly what Voltaire said, but he—oh."

In his early years, Voltaire was a famous public intellectual of the Bourbon dynasty, similar to today's short and tight.

It's just that short and tight is the New Rome of the land of Taixi, and when Voltaire was young, he was playing the Qing Dynasty at the same time. He especially admired Qianlong, who was 17 years younger than him, and felt that the poems written by the other party were really good. , who is obviously an emperor who manages everything every day, how can he still have such literary talent and leisure?

As for the quality of Qianlong's poems for Chinese people?

Anyway, he claims to have more than 4 poems, but there is not even a single one in the textbook that needs to be recited in full...

The Great Sun Empress put down the teapot, shook her head and said, "Praise and promote the Orient, but belittle Europa, this is a common problem of the Enlightenment thinkers at that time."

Alia nodded, this is the same as some common problems nowadays, utopia, spiritual utopia, not shabby.

"The reason why they did this is that the missionaries who have been to the East in Europa need to exaggerate the value of their missions and attract more people to preach in the East. For this reason, they will praise the good side of the East after returning to their hometown. To cover up the backwardness of the East."

Aliya nodded again, which was like spending a lot of effort and paying a lot of money to post a circle of friends in high-priced restaurants.

You who eat twice-cooked pork, do you know what high-end western food is?Do you know what a high-end coffee culture is?

But this is the object she wants to gank, or the phenomenon, sometimes the right to speak is not necessarily the real right to speak.

The Meiling School was also a high-ranking TV live broadcast back then, how much water is behind it?

The unspeakable King of Greatness Again also made his voice on Twitter back then, but now he has become dumb after being cut off from the online chat channel. Is this reasonable?

Aliya smiled: "The description or imagination of a certain society is by no means purely objective, it reflects the concept of the describer, it is a kind of thinking about their own environment, and even what they are going to take. This judgment is certainly applicable to the imagination or commentary on the Orient by Europa thinkers in the Age of Enlightenment.”

"...Who are you targeting?"

The Empress of the Great Sun doesn't listen to Aliya's nagging at all, and she doesn't watch it for too long-she has two core problems now.

Who is Aaliyah trying to mess with?What do you want to do?

"Someone wants to touch me." Aliya smiled: "They can't wait, after all, not everyone is from our family, sensible."

"Who?"

"Those who thought they could control the world."

"What did they do?"

"They started to test to see if good people could be pointed at guns - just today, they want me to hand over Da Yaya."

The Great Sun Empress blinked, and then nodded: "If this is the case, then you can do it, if necessary...we will do it, you don't move."

"In whose name?"

"Any name is fine, Gao Tianyuan, Dark World, my Great Sun Empress, or even Huanxiguan—but you, not yet."

"Because I can't cut myself off from humans?"

"Because human beings still need you... This kind of pain and questioning is like a pearl in a pearl oyster. After going through hardships, it will finally shine brightly."

"Wait, what do you mean, I am a pearl oyster, and then I will experience suffering?"

"Yes, because you are giving birth to beautiful pearls, aren't you?"

"I'm already a pearl oyster, me? Why do you want pearls? Self-torture? Huh?"

Aliya had an MMP face, she didn't expect the Da Ri Empress to give her a wave of chicken soup for the soul.

I am an invincible god in the world, happy wind girl can do whatever she wants, so I have to be a good person and be criticized by others?

But it's normal when you think about it. People in the Republic still seek fame in their bones. When they were alive, they each wanted a better name, but after all, they want a better name after death.

The Great Sun Empress paused: "Then you still say you want to be an idol?"

"I'm an idol, what does that have to do with me being Alia?"

"...You want them all?"

"Children will want them all. Adults know the trade-offs."

"Then are you an adult or a child?"

"Ha ha--"

……

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"Children's dreams belong only to themselves. My dream back then was to have my own apple grove."

"..."

"But then I discovered that a lot of times children don't need to dream. Before they grow up, they just need to be manipulated like dolls and toys."

"What about the apple grove?"

"Apple Grove? Oh, I know you're talking about the kids—I'm throwing them in the grave of dreams."

Chachacha Country Mellon Manor Apple Grove

Crazy Mr. Big Bob was picking apples, dressed in the usual redneck farmer's attire.

Jeans with suspenders, a cowboy hat, wellies, thick gloves, and a pipe dangling from his mouth.

Of course, he is digging the ground with a golden hoe now, just enjoying life. The red-necked farmer is really tired, he calls it leisure.

"So what's the matter? My friend? An apple?" Big Bob turned his head and shouted at a man in a suit not far away.

The old butler shrugged behind Big Bob, walked to the table over there, and poured wine for the two.

Big Bob wiped the apple on his body, took a bite, and looked like I was a barbarian.

"Rush over here in a hurry, this is not your style."

"...They started." The man in the suit took the glass and sighed.

The man in the suit, an NPC who appeared once a long time ago but didn't even have a name.

At that time, Aliya came back with a big victory and was in full swing, but they stinky rats in the gutter had to turn off the lights even for a meeting, and pulled the curtains to pretend to be mysterious.

The man in the suit felt that these pig teammates couldn't move him, so after the meeting, after talking about the villain's secret, he turned around and contacted Big Bob, and became a fool.

Of course, you can also call him Mission: Impossible. There are many double agents in history who were forced out of the wall, and his situation is similar.

"Start what?" Big Bob walked back, and his butler handed him a glass of rum with ice hockey, and stood beside him appropriately.

The man glanced at the old housekeeper, implying that what he was going to say next was very important, why didn't he screen back?

Big Bob shrugged: "Come on, this is in my manor, you don't want me to send the most trusted person away, and then whisper something to you, right? Our relationship is not that good yet. degree."

"Bob, this is very important, very important." The man in the suit looked at his watch with a slightly ugly expression.

"Just like you think your business is very important, I also think my butler is very important. If you want to talk about it, you can talk about it. If you don't want to talk about it, then try the apple pie I learned to make— —My wife likes the sweet and sour taste, um, Japanese style.”

He prepared this apple grove just for that bite of apple pie.

"Madame?" The man in the suit tilted his head slightly, and his attention was successfully diverted: "Your wife?"

"Of course, isn't the mother of my child my wife?"

Fuck!child!

The man in the suit is now full of these two words. Has the Mellon family added a child? !

Anyone who is familiar with the setting of the Mellon family knows that they are the old stars and stripes of the Silly Eagle, and their roots are right and young.

In comparison, a new consortium like the Koch Brothers can only be called new money, and it looks like they came to Huaxingtun to beg for food.

The Mellon family started in the banking industry, prospered after investing in the Pittsburgh Steel Company and Gulf Oil, and then began to transform, spanning the three realms.

The so-called Mellon blew the whistle, Hoover rang the bell, Wall Street gave the signal, and rushed to hell——Hoover was still the commander in chief at that time, and he had to be ranked second in the folk songs. The sound of the bonfire and the sound of foxes is indeed a side display of honor and gold content.

And up to now, the Mellon family is still ranked among the top ten Big Macs, from energy to arms to service industries.

People now want money and money, people and people, and technology and technology. It is really urgent. Can you believe that you can pull out an intercontinental missile from the factory?

After all, they are not only a supplier of the Pentagon, but also a supplier of NASA. They really know how to build rockets...

But the other aspect of these powerful, wealthy, and mysterious people is the most enviable current situation of the entire Mellon family.

With such a large family business, there are only two people who have the right to inherit it now!One Bob Mellon, one Bernice Mellon, all collateral dead!

The other chaebols at the same level are so intricate, how can it be so easy?

For example, DuPont, who always has trouble with Mellon, may not be inferior to the Mellon family when all the hidden wealth of movable and real estate is added up.

But they now have more than 3500 family property heirs, and only the number of heirs is the first. If you count the money, the per capita will be middle class.

Most of DuPont's children can only live a well-to-do life on the interest of a trust fund. The clan raises pigs like pigs, and the country is in a deficit!

If it weren't for the unscrupulousness among her peers, she could be called the queen of finance with her stupidity and cuteness, purely because the Mellon family's banking industry is such an heir.

If it's not called Queen, what else can it be called?You can't call him the 70-year-old prince, can you?

But now what Big Bob means is that he has found a woman, and she looks very affectionate, and even has a child!

that……

The man in the suit was thinking about palace fights, about Zhu Laosi taking the bird position—oh, he didn’t know about these—what about Shakespeare, what about King Lear, about Hamlet, and even about Harry Potter, his eyes froze, His expression was dull, and the sherry in his hand was no longer fragrant.