I Became A Black Merchant In Another World-Chapter 359: Enlightenment (6)

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In one of the books discussing the duties of a monarch, it is written that:

Those who are above should not reveal what they like or dislike.

If they know what they like, the vassals will flatter the monarch with things he likes and flatter him.

If they know what he dislikes, they will use it to belittle others.

The Emperor may not know that, but he knows a similar principle, so he usually tries to keep his expressionless face as much as possible...

But lately, he has been failing to control his expression.

“Your Majesty, how are you? I am very happy to see your bright expression.”

“Velok, Minister of Justice. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Your Majesty. Could you allow me the honor of finding out what makes Your Majesty so happy?”

“Then I guess I can’t help it.”

The Emperor pretended to tell him reluctantly, without even hiding the smile on his face.

“I heard that the mere laborers, serfs, and soldiers are all grateful to me for giving them a little education. Masses are held all over the empire to pray for my longevity and the prosperity of the empire, and I heard that soldiers in the army are training more willingly.”

“Even the lowly commoners are praising your Majesty’s virtues. The Tuscan Empire will prosper in the future.”

In an absolute monarchy, a country ruled by a monarch who is praised by the people will enjoy peace and prosperity.

On the other hand, a country ruled by a monarch who is criticized by the people like a soccer ball is like a time bomb that could collapse at any moment.

Since the Tuscan Empire was the former, it was obvious to anyone that it would prosper in the future.

“It seems that I can’t just like it. The burden on my shoulders must be really heavy.”

“Your Majesty will be able to carry it all.”

“You are good at giving compliments. Okay, since you have been congratulated, I will give you a small gift. The Grand Chamberlain, send a bottle of wine to the house of Deputy Belloc.”

“I am very grateful, Your Majesty.”

The Emperor spent a happy time receiving congratulations from the nobles of the robe and giving gifts to those who congratulated him.

And then his daughter appeared before the Emperor.

“Teresa, isn’t it time to practice ballroom dancing? Surely you didn’t skip out?”

Her maid answered on Teresa’s behalf.

“That is not true, Your Majesty. The Countess of Ragusa, who teaches dancing to Her Majesty Teresa, said that she had nothing more to teach after finishing her lesson yesterday.”

“It must have been too easy for Teresa.”

Teresa de Toscana, she was actually a girl who had been called a prodigy since birth.

She showed her genius-like behavior by learning all four basic operations at the age of four, and by the age of seven, she was able to read books written in ancient languages ​​that even adults find difficult.

However, she was so smart that when she was only eight, she realized the ugliness and danger of politics without anyone teaching her.

From then on, she lived as an extremely ordinary princess.

If a woman, not even a man, showed too much brilliance, she could be hated by the emperor and her other siblings.

She didn’t know what would happen to her later.

She was so outstanding, but it was a girlish choice to live while being loved by her family rather than fighting to the death in the cold political arena.

That acting ended when Fabio incited the emperor to publish a newspaper and lower taxes, and she thought she didn’t have to act anymore.

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“Did you sleep well, Your Majesty?”

“This is a private place, so you can call me Abama.”

“Yes, Abba Mama. You look happy. Is that why you are?”

“Yes, you have become a monarch who is truly loved and respected by all the people of the empire. It still feels like a dream. Of course, because of that, the burden I have to bear has increased. It’s all thanks to Viscount Rothschild.”

Teresa was a very smart girl.

If Fabio had seen her, he would have said that she was a genius who would achieve a truly historical achievement.

She was so intelligent that he could tell.

‘Viscount Rothschild made Abba Mama drink the poisoned chalice.’

If the poison had been to harm the Emperor or the Crown Prince, she would have taken action in her own way.

The Emperor and the Crown Prince were more than capable of carrying that burden.

“I’m glad that Abba Mama is happy.”

“What do you think, Teresa?”

The political power of the Emperor and the Crown Prince had already become so strong that no one could touch them.

Even the first emperor or the most powerful emperors did not have this much power.

So the Emperor could freely ask for opinions on politics from his youngest daughter, who was not his successor.

Teresa told a white lie.

“Your Majesty, you will have a hard time in the future. You will have to devote yourself to state affairs to shoulder the burden of a holy king. And as you are respected, your duties will become heavier...”

The Emperor listened to her words and controlled his expression again.

He was a little embarrassed that he had been so intoxicated by being respected and revered by all the people that he had not realized that his duties had become heavier.

‘In order to enjoy greater power, there are also more things that you must protect.’

The Emperor, who came to his senses after coming out of his ecstasy, immediately stroked his daughter’s cheek.

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Originally, he wanted to pat her head, but after hugging several women, he realized how annoying it was for a woman to have her hair done, so he restrained himself.

“Teresa is so wise. I learned a lot thanks to you.”

“No, it was the mother who enlightened me.”

“When I see you, sometimes I feel like I see the Countess Rothschild.”

Teresa was very embarrassed by the emperor’s words.

She had lived quietly without causing any trouble, but now she resembles an evil man who destroys other countries and his enemies as if he were blowing up gunpowder.

“What do you mean by similar?”

“The Countess always gives me the advice I need. He magically solves my problems. Just like you did with Teresa just now.”

Teresa had been interested in the Countess Rothschild for a long time.

She liked the fact that he loved his wife so much, but what bothered her more was his insight.

A person who always gives the best answer as if he had seen the future hundreds of years in the future, and sometimes even plans things out a few years in advance and executes them.

And now he makes the emperor drink a poisoned chalice.

And he has aspects similar to someone who has been called the incarnation of Satan and the Red Deus who descended to the present world by some people.

‘He’s not Abba Mama’s enemy, but what does he really do?’

The aspects I’ve seen so far are aspects of him, but in the end, they were all just rumors.

I wanted to see him in person.

I’ve been afraid of rumors so far, so I haven’t been able to go, but I’m destined to end up in a political marriage with a ‘strange man’ anyway.

He could go and see Erica, who used to be his maid and childhood friend.

“Abba Mama, can I meet you once?” “You mean the Countess Rothschild?”

The Emperor was honestly a little taken aback.

But he didn’t hate it.

“I’m going to see my maid, Erica, while I’m at it. I’m curious about her married life, and I want to hear how she’s doing these days.”

“As long as there are no rumors, there’s no problem.”

The Emperor said that, but he was planning something a little sinister.

He’s not the kind of person who would spread rumors about his own daughter, and he’s not in a situation where he has to... He really has no intention of taking action himself, but...

Just in case, just in case, just in case.

If the Countess Rothschild likes his daughter, that is.

‘We should create a suitable position in the Prime Minister’s Office and have him take charge of enlightenment.’

Or, he could have her use her abilities in another department for a few years as punishment for seducing his daughter.

‘Duke Visconti, you damned bastard. Are you the only one who calls yourself Fabio’s father-in-law?’

“Come visit me secretly on a day when you have free time.”

And a few days later, Fabio was met with a truly unexpected uninvited guest.

I’m embarrassed, really embarrassed.

My hands are shaking because I’m so embarrassed.

This isn’t a ballroom, and even if it were, how can a man and a woman talk alone?

In Korea, that wouldn’t be a problem, but here, if you did that, it would immediately become a rumor that you were dating with marriage in mind.

‘Love means marriage.’

I’m really embarrassed, but even though I’m just a mere disciple who dares to borrow the wisdom of the /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ East India Company and the British Empire, even so...

Not so sloppy as to show surprise.

So I was able to continue the conversation while hiding my weakness in front of the princess.

What I heard next made me unable to hide my embarrassment.

“Teaching everyone how to read and write, isn’t that too dangerous?”

However, the British Empire taught us how to deal with this properly even in such cases.

“What’s the problem with that?”

The British Empire’s secret, sticking out its duck feet.