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Chapter 411 Max

Soon, Li Yongzhong walked in with three boxes and placed it on the table in front of the two of them.

These are three very exquisite boxes, but not luxurious. As the crown prince of Prussia, William was obviously more interested in weapons. He opened the box, took out the sword inside, and found that it was a sword with a higher etiquette than actual combat.

Of course, the etiquette and decorative nature of the sword are always higher. After all, in actual combat, the use of the sword is similar to a short spear, far less practical than that of a knife.

"Very beautiful sword." Crown Prince William praised. The sword itself seemed nothing to him. The key was that the scabbard and hilt were extremely gorgeous, made of gold and inlaid with gems. It was really extraordinary. He said, "How about giving me one?"

"This is not a gift, Your Highness," Li Yongzhong said first without waiting for Li Zhaoyu to speak.

"What is this?" William was surprised. Although the imperial royal family did not like luxury, it was not as good as not even willing to give it to others with a sword.

William opened the other two boxes and found that the watch was pocket watch style. The pen was not special in shape, but it was made of precious gold and was very oriental.

And there is a sentence or a few words engraved on each thing.

The hilt of the sword reads: Loyalty to the empire. The back of the pocket watch is engraved; the world is harmonious. The pen has a line of fine small words: Loyalty to ideals and acknowledge reality.

"This is an imperial product given to certain special people by the imperial royal family." Li Zhaoyu said.

Crown Prince William frowned: "This is His Majesty's reward, right?"

Li Zhaoyu shook his head: "No, it's not the Emperor's. These things are from His Majesty the Supreme Emperor. The cost of their creation is entirely borne by His Majesty the Supreme Emperor and has nothing to do with the royal treasury and the imperial finances. As for whom these things are given to it, they have nothing to do with His Majesty the Emperor. Now it is up to His Majesty the Supreme Emperor, and if one day the Supreme Emperor is gone... As far as I know, it is collected and handled by my father."

"Where are you, is the next generation?" asked Crown Prince William, who thought that Li Zhaoyu was going to give a pen to the editor of the Rheinland newspaper just now.

Li Zhaoyu smiled helplessly and shook his head and said, "No, I don't have the qualifications. All I want to do is just give Mr. Max a pen to Grandpa."

Crown Prince William said: "What is that standard? What is Mr. Macquarie's virtue? How can he get the approval of His Majesty the Supreme Emperor far away on the other side of the earth. I even suspect that they should not know each other and have never contacted each other."

"I think so." Li Zhaoyu gave a positive answer, but he was unable to relieve his doubts. Prince William asked: "Who can get the approval from His Majesty the Supreme Emperor?"

"This pen belongs to Mr. MacS. Similarly, Yongzhong also got one, and I am the same. The pocket watch is given to some civil servants or non-violent institutions in the imperial system who have made outstanding contributions. This pocket watch is given to Mr. Wu Xinglian, but when it was delivered to me, I was already in Ceuta, and Mr. Wu Xinglian was in Xijin.

As for this sword, it belongs to an officer who has made outstanding contributions to the empire. Unfortunately, because it involves the empire's secrets, I cannot tell you his name and identity." Li Zhaoyu explained.

Now, Crown Prince William was even more curious about the editor Mike. He might not know anyone else, but he already knew Wu Xinglian's name. The storied figures in this epidemic prevention work enjoyed a very high reputation in the empire.

Mike originally wanted to go abroad because it was not his first time to go abroad. He pursued his beloved wife in college. He traveled to Xijin, the empire, London, England, and Amsterdam, the Netherlands on a honeymoon trip, and more often conducted various inspections.

Mr. MacShi's works are many, mostly philosophy, economics, and many magazines and newspapers have published his articles. However, in recent years, Crown William has piloted the news review system advocated by the empire, so the articles published by MacShi gradually decreased.

Crown Prince William has a feeling about Mr. MacS.'s articles and the thoughts he expressed - it was a big deal. Those articles were filled with various philosophical and economic terms, which were something that he, the crown prince with guns and negotiating table, could not read carefully.

Therefore, even though Prince William knew a lot about Mr. Max, he still couldn't understand where Mr. Max was so outstanding that he could alarm the Supreme Emperor of Dongfang Shenjing.

Crown Prince William specifically learned from some institutions in Berlin through the press officer and figured out Mike's political tendencies.

For Crown Prince William, he believed that the best national was a patriot, but Mr. MacSt obviously was not like this. He yearned for democracy, advocated equality, and was critical of all privileged classes. Perhaps he was a patriot, but Crown Prince William knew that he certainly did not love himself and his Hohenzollern family.

The press officer asked: "Your Highness, perhaps Mr. Max still has some past we don't know. I still suspect that the Chinese prince's operation may be a kind of espionage. Max represents a public opinion and thought worthy of vigilance, and we must be prepared for it."

"Forget it, Heinrich." Crown Prince William shook his head and said to the press officer: "Dear friend, you have never been to Shin Kyung, and you have not had in-depth communication with the Chinese royal family. You don't know them at all."

"I don't think His Highness Lee Zhaoyu is different from you. Relatively speaking, he has more grace, but you have more majesty." Heinrich said.

William smiled: "Not this, my dear Heinrich, Li Zhaoyu is not a typical Chinese royal family. I know the Chinese royal family and the real core characters, I think they will have many topics with this Mr. MacS.

No need to investigate anymore, send someone to the police station immediately and release Mr. Max.”

"What then?" the press officer continued.

Prince William thought for a while: "Then don't do anything. We will do it again when Li Zhaoyu finishes what he wants."

Apartment 13 Pamet Road, Berlin.

This is a cheap apartment, next to it is a dormitory for some factory workers. The environment is very noisy, but for the Mikes family, they can only afford such a house.

The police carriage entered Pamet Road, and a policeman was driving, while another, a slightly older policeman was constantly apologizing to Mike in the carriage, with a little flattering and reminding Mike that he should have told them that he had been associated with the Prussian royal family earlier, so that there would not be so many misunderstandings.

"Please stop here. I don't want my friends to see me as close as the police." Mike said to the driving policeman, and he jumped down without waiting for the carriage to stop.

His whole body was dirty, and he obviously suffered a lot during the period of time in prison. After the police separated, Mike entered the apartment building, knocked on his door, and saw his wife full of frightened and his daughter sleeping in her arms.

"Yenni, how are you?" said Mike.

"It was not good at first, but yesterday someone sent some things, saying it was your friend. Carl, and they also said they would come to visit." Yanni pointed to some things piled up by the door, including food bags and some other daily necessities. Yanni said apologetically: "I know you don't want to have an improper relationship with anyone. I can also starve with you, but the child can't..."

"Okay, Jenny, I won't blame you." Mike hugged his wife and said, "I just went to the post office and got the letters and parcels sent by Mr. Baman of London. He gave me the royalties and boat tickets. Let's pack up. In three days, we will go to London."

"Then these things?" Yanni asked.

"If those people really come to visit, you return them. I won't see them," said Max.

Seeing that her husband was going to take a shower, Yanni immediately added: "Carl, what I want to tell you is that they are not royal or government members, nor those so-called friends. But two young people from the East, who came with some of your articles and asked me to read it and make sure that you wrote it, so they left things."

"Oriental?" Mike frowned and said, "I have been to Xijin once. Yanni, you are here too. You know, I have no friends there. There are a few pen pals who have written letters, but they are not young people."

"I don't know that we can't speak the language. They wrote about communicating with me while searching the dictionary." Yanni said helplessly.

Mike shook his head: "Even the Orientals do not change my will, I will not see them."

Mike entered the room, carefully cleaned his body, walked out of the room to have a meal, played with his daughter for a while, and then entered the study to write something. At night, Yan Ni brought him an oil lamp, and Mike continued to write. He had the habit of working at night, so he slept relatively late.

The next morning, Mike had just finished writing and fell asleep in the small bed beside the pile of books. When he heard the knock on the door outside, Yanni went to open the door and talked to the person who came. It took him an hour to send breakfast and said to Mike: "Carl, the two young people are gone, but they said they will come again."

"It's okay, we're going to the UK in two days. You didn't tell them about this."

"No, I let them take their things away."

"Very good, Yanni."

When Mike thought this was just over, someone knocked on the door in the afternoon. Yanni quickly entered the study and handed Mike a paper bag containing a book and a booklet, which was in a German and Chinese version.

"This is a translator who claims to be a Chinese consulate. He asked me to hand over these two books to you, saying that the person who wants to meet you is the author of the two books."
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