The Sensory Animals of Ston Hill

Grace fell asleep on the table and woke up in the morning.His back ached from sleep, and he stretched himself, ready to get up and extinguish the candles in the house.

He had just stood up when he suddenly realized that there was someone sitting next to him. He was startled and took a big step back.Embarrassed and apologetic, the king stood up and said, "Grace, I didn't mean to scare you."

Grace was still in shock, and she didn't know how long he had been here watching her sleep.He quickly pictured in his mind the king sitting there silently staring at him sleeping, feeling horrified.Then he saw that the king was holding a few pages of paper in his hand, which he had written last night before he fell asleep, and hurriedly snatched them away and pressed them under his hands.

The king, with that awkward, apologetic look again, said, "I didn't mean to peek, I thought it was minutes—a letter? To Colonel Ston or... Commodore Ston?"

Grace looked down at what she had written, which he had written in grief and indignation after the meeting last night. It was very scribbled: "The nobles are determined not to give up their interests, and the king does not support this proposal... and Two aristocrats were assassinated on their way home from the theater, clashes broke out in the square every day, the police chased the newsboys all over the street, pessimism about the defeat was plastered on the walls, people lacked patriotism, men refused to Enlisting in the army...it's all over, no one is going to the reformists anymore, we suddenly became liars, traitors..."

Grace tore these pages in half, rolled them into a big paper ball, and threw it on the ground, "I don't send it to anyone. Soldiers are dying on the front line, and I can only sit here and make some useless complaints... It will not be sent to anyone."

"Grace," the king called to him.

Grace looked up at him expectantly.But he waited for a long time, only to hear His Majesty say: "I have no choice, I must rely on the nobles."

Grace lowered her eyes in disappointment.

"Grace, don't go out anymore, you are so worried because you have heard too many voices from outside. The people are always insatiable, and have been for hundreds of years, all kinds of complaints... stay in the palace, don't With that out of the way, everything will be fine.”

"Chris," Grace hasn't called him that in a long time, "how long has it been since you slept well? There are no victories and harvests in the small theater and the card table, in fact, you know it very well, and I know it too. I am not a child , that kind of coaxing doesn't cheer me up. If you don't do anything, it can't be all right."

"You're making me break my promise to the nobles, the king's 1000-year promise. It could kill me, don't you want?"

Grace was surprised that His Majesty was so pessimistic, "No..."

The king smiled. "I hope not." He looked tired, perhaps because he had yet another night at the banquet.He walked around Grace and walked towards the bedroom. Grace had just woken up and he was going to bed.

Grace changed into poor clothes and took Eva and Anna into the street.He couldn't pretend nothing happened by locking himself in a small theater like His Majesty did, he had to know what the people outside were doing.

All over the street, the police were cleaning the walls of caricatures that had been surreptitiously posted last night.Grace watched these cartoons together with the citizens, guessing which one came from which kind of pen.

One wall could be cleared quickly, but it's not useful, just to make room for a new comic that will be posted tonight.People love to watch these these days, not only because they are funny, but because the official publications are mostly banned, the sneaky ones are all the more fascinating.

There were still people speaking in the square. There was some chaos here just yesterday. The noble youths on horseback fought with several representatives of the civilian class, and there was blood.The blood had been washed away, but the smell of blood diffused into the speaker's manuscript, making the crowd even more excited.

Grace and the two girls were late and couldn't squeeze in, so I had to listen from a distance, and listened to them blame all the faults on the reformers, that people were hungry because of the reformers, and that bread was getting more expensive Because of the reformers, the wars, the bad weather, all the bad things are because of the reformers.

"Miss, you look very confused." A young man has been paying attention to Grace for a long time, and finally found a chance to talk to him, "I am a civilian representative of the National Conference. If you have any doubts, you can tell me. I can help you. Help you write it in your petition letter."

Grace smiled politely, "Will you write it in a letter for the king and his ministers to read?"

"Of course not! The king and his ministers have never taken the people's proposals seriously, and we certainly don't have to take them seriously! The letter of petition I'm talking about is going to the Earl of Arundel's mansion, he knows How to guide us!"

Grace turned away, but the man took his hand and asked him to wait.

Grace was very disgusted by this rash behavior, but he suddenly thought that he should refute, so he endured being held by the stranger and said: "It's not that the king doesn't take that proposal seriously, he just hasn't convinced the nobles for the time being. He will Find a way to make those nobles compromise, and only the king can do it, so how can you not take the king seriously?"

"Your mind is as innocent as your face—of course, I am complimenting your looks. You are beautiful, and I believe you are more beautiful than the queen everyone praises. May I buy you a cup of coffee? I Can tell you stories about national conventions."

"I'm not going anywhere with you. I'm here. Please answer my question first."

"The question about the king? You just said that the king can persuade the nobles? With all due respect, you are still being fooled by the king. Now everyone knows that the king is the greatest nobleman, and those ministers are his accomplices. Haven't you heard Father Bernard's proclamation? . . . "

"Who?!" Eva asked in surprise.

"Father Bernal, the priestly representative who has always spoken for the common people, of course he has now joined the ranks of the common people's representatives—'We don't have to wait for the consent of the king and nobles, we can make our own decisions!' What an inspiring speech !"

Grace grabbed his collar: "What does this mean! What do you mean 'don't have to wait for the consent of the king and nobles'?"

The young representative was taken aback by his actions, and raised his hands in dissatisfaction: "You are so rude! What is this? Is it the privilege of a beautiful woman? But privilege is not popular now!"

Grace pushed him away angrily, "You guys are going to split!"

The young representative was also angry, "On the contrary, 'we' are truly united for the first time! 'We' are everything, 'we' have nothing now, but 'we' can take everything back in the end!"

"It's all big talk!" retorted Grace, "always like this! All the speeches are like this, only about power, no one mentions obligations! We are fighting now, and 90.00% of the officers are nobles, and they are risking their lives Defend the country! But what are you doing here? You don’t fight against the enemies outside, you only think about how to deal with the king!”

"The king and the nobles are bigger enemies, and we are fighting a more important battle! We don't need those nobles to command us, really good people, such as the Earl of Arundel, and Father Bernal, these really good people All the nobles and priests have joined 'us', they have become our representatives, and other malicious nobles and priests are not worth mentioning! Nobles' and priests' chambers are no longer necessary! The national conference only needs one Meetings, that's 'our' meetings! - go grab a coffee with me and I'll convince you!"

"Go to your coffee! You idiot who doesn't even know what the queen looks like!" Grace pushed the young representative away and walked forward angrily.The two girls followed in fear, and Eva asked him, "Where are we going? Grace, the Father Bernard he was talking about just now, could it be the Bernard I know?"

The young representative shouted behind them: "Pretty lady, we will prove to you that we are not lying! All resistance is worthwhile!"

Grace stopped, stared blankly ahead, and said, "We have to go find Arundel."

The author says:

The last two chapters of the "Shoes" chapter have undergone major changes, and there is another chapter that needs major changes. Lock it first, and students who are anxious can read it first, so that the latter can be smoother~ For example, why did the king start to hold on to power again and refused to let go? up.

Father Siers' "The Third Level Is Everything" awakened the common people and made the third level realize that they don't need the consent of the first and second levels, and they can make their own decisions, so they asked for more representatives, three Ranks vote by headcount, not by chamber (hence the tennis court event).Because of the natural numerical advantage of the third class and the wealth accumulation of the bourgeoisie, the first class (clergy) and the second class (nobles) will inevitably gain the upper hand, and the nobility and priests who leave their own class in advance and join the third class will become a revolution. Early leaders.