Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 444: Queen Victoria's Style? Hello, Prime Minister!

early morning.

Buckingham Palace.

"Sir, here are your croissants and English tea."

Bao Guowei had just gotten up when maids brought in breakfast, placing a variety of dishes on the table.

Croissants are golden in color and have a rich buttery aroma. They are said to be one of the most popular pastries in the British royal palace during this period.

The plate also contains freshly baked white bread, a variety of exquisite sauces, and of course sausages and bacon.

There aren't many kinds of things, just the same few things over and over again, but they are all beautifully made and still reflect the royal style.

To be honest, for a country that is a food desert, these dishes are pretty good.

"Sir, if you need juice and hot chocolate, you can call me again."

The maid's words seemed very gentle.

"No need." Bao Guowei smiled and shook his head to refuse.

The maid had apparently gotten used to his eating habits over the past few days. She simply bowed and left quietly without saying anything else.

A black long-sleeved dress that slightly reaches the knees, a white lace apron that is extremely clean, and paired with white gloves and black low-heeled leather shoes.

Looking at the maid's back as she left, Bao Guowei couldn't help but sigh, feudal lords really know how to enjoy themselves!

When Zhang Nianyue woke up, she saw the food on the table and sat down to eat as if she didn't care.

After a few days, she finally couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"I'm very surprised that the British royal palace can actually receive guests. The treatment here must be unique in the world, right?"

Bao Guowei smiled and said, "With the economic strength and status that Britain once had, this can indeed be said to be the most high-end 'hotel' in the world, but the dishes are a bit limited."

"I wonder what the king would think when he heard what you said." Zhang Nianyue said with a smile while covering her mouth while drinking milk.

Bao Guowei spread his hands and said: "Britain is a food desert, this is a fact known to everyone in the world."

Already at this time, it has almost become a consensus that there is no good food in Britain.

Then he explained Zhang Nianyue's previous question.

“In fact, unlike the traditional royal family, the British royal palace today is not only a royal residence and office place, but also a diplomatic place.

The royal family plays a symbolic political role in the UK, and their main job is to conduct diplomatic activities, contact important figures at home and abroad, or honor and honor outstanding people.

So they often invite celebrities to stay here, hold important celebrations, or state visits.”

Zhang Nianyue tilted her head, looked at Bao Guowei meaningfully and said, "But, there aren't any major events this time, right?"

Bao Guowei immediately realized the other party's blame, knowing that Zhang Nianyue was complaining about him causing trouble every day, and explained helplessly: "I just can't help it."

After the salon speech, the publication of "Rural Teachers" and the radio economics story, Bao Guowei's fame in the UK can be said to have completely exploded.

The Savoy Hotel even temporarily sealed off the room where Bao Guowei lived, and nothing used in it was allowed to be changed.

It is because countless people come here to take a good look at what the room where Bao Guowei lived looks like.

The Savoy Hotel even plans to treat the room where Bao Guowei lived the same as those where Monet and Wilde lived, label it, and sell it at a high price that is completely different from that of ordinary rooms.

From this we can see how popular Bao Guowei is today.

A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. The more popular a person is, the more risks he or she will face. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that now in the UK, as many people who admire Bao Guowei as want him dead.

Therefore, living in the British Royal Palace is actually the safest choice now.

In order to avoid being labeled as the murderer of a famous scholar, the royal family and the cabinet will also do their utmost to protect Bao Guowei's safety.

Of course, among them is the strong support of Bao Guowei’s good friend, the “God of Stocks” Mr. Churchill.

When Churchill came to thank him for the stock market rise and mentioned that it was because of his coercion and inducement that the fascist party did not murder him, Bao Guowei was stunned.

After all, this kind of behavior of thanking oneself on the one hand and taking credit for oneself on the other hand is really too rare.

However, this is very consistent with Churchill's character.

After thanking the other party, Bao Guowei was still very surprised about the stock price increase.

Considering the current reaction from the outside world, Bao Guowei never thought that an article entitled "Small Island Economics" would cause such a big response.

To be honest, at first he just wanted to get out of the British political struggle.

That’s why I chose “Island Economics”, a popular science economics story that almost transcends the political realm.

Bao Guowei might have had some ideas in mind to enlighten the British people, but he never thought of making such a big fuss.

Now he was a little nervous, not knowing how Charles V and the Prime Minister would treat him.

Just as Bao Guowei was thinking, Cao Yanhai's cursing voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Oh my! These damn British people, can't they let Grandpa do some morning exercises? The huge palace doesn't even have a place for morning exercises. It's not as good as the Forbidden City."

Cao Yanhai walked with big strides, still talking non-stop, and it was obvious that he had felt a little wronged.

This guy has always had the habit of doing morning exercises. He has been feeling restrained in the British palace for the past few days. He must have been feeling pent up.

It looks like he went for morning exercise today?

Bao Guowei said angrily: "Don't cause trouble for me, this is in the British palace. If you are caught by the British, I can't save you."

"Master! Master!"

Cao Yanhai was still very well-behaved. Before sitting down at the table, he saluted Bao Guowei and Zhang Nianyue with his fists, and then sat down to eat.

"Master, don't worry. I, Cao Yanhai, have always done things cleanly and neatly, and I won't leave any handle behind."

Hearing this, Bao Guowei immediately felt something was wrong. After a series of further questions, Cao Yanhai was still unwilling to answer.

It was not until Bao Guowei used the trump card of "deducting monthly salary" that Cao Yanhai reluctantly said so.

"Aren't the British just too stingy? I was originally thinking of practicing martial arts next to the green grass monument, but two guards came over and told me that I couldn't do anything disrespectful in front of the statue of Her Majesty the Queen!
I was furious."

Bao Guowei keenly sensed that something was wrong. He narrowed his eyes, stared at Cao Yanhai and asked.

"What happened in a rage?"

"I secretly wrote a line of words on the butt of the statue of Her Majesty the Queen." Cao Yanhai said very unconfidently.

He shrank his head like a child who had done something wrong.

Bao Guowei's eyes suddenly went dark and he felt like he was going to pass out.

Cao Yanhai immediately made up for it by saying, "Master, don't worry. What I wrote was not our Chinese characters, but the British English. I don't think the British would be able to find out!" Bao Guowei covered his chest, looking like he was in pain.

He knew that the other party was in trouble, but he didn't expect it to be such a big disaster.

"What does the statue look like?"

As long as it’s not that, Bao Guowei prayed in his heart.

"I can't tell, it seems like there is a pool." Cao Yanhai became less and less confident and said while shrinking his body.

Finished~
Bao Guowei couldn't help but hold his forehead and asked, "Is the statue made of white marble? In addition to the female figure in the middle, there are four people standing beside it, as well as steps and a pool!"

"Right, right, right!" Cao Yanhai's eyes lit up and he said, "Master, have you been there? How do you know so much about it?"

"Clear you 62!"

Bao Guowei was so angry that he blurted out "Hangcheng words" and slapped Cao Yanhai on the head.

"That is the Queen Victoria Memorial, the only British queen in history, the last monarch of the Hanoverian dynasty, the greatest monarch in British history. Her reign was the most glorious period for the British!

You actually wrote on the statue!"

Cao Yanhai didn't know that the statue had such a great origin. He was shocked. He was used to Bao Guowei's tyranny and was indeed a little too proud of himself.

However, Cao Yanhai is considered a knight-errant, and a knight-errant is one who dares to act and take responsibility.

So he patted his chest and said, "Master, don't worry! I, Cao Yanhai, am solely responsible for this matter. Even if I am discovered, let the British shoot me alone!~"

The muscles on his face trembled, but he still said unconvincedly: "But Master, when you say that Queen Victoria is great, I don't agree.

I've recently read about British history, and this woman showed no mercy when dealing with the Irish famine. She was called the 'Famine' Queen!
This woman also launched colonial plunder, and she still had power over the country at that time!
Our Hong Kong was invaded and occupied. After the British and French allied forces entered Beijing, how many of our cultural relics and treasures were stolen? How many of our civilians were killed?
How many unequal treaties have we signed?

How many people died at the hands of the British?

These accounts may not be blamed on ordinary British people, but they must be blamed on the Queen of England!
What's wrong with me writing a word? This white marble statue of Queen Victoria was donated by Karl Lagerfeld!

As a Chinese, I have no more right to use the things of the old Buddha than the British!"

After Cao Yanhai's impassioned speech, Bao Guowei was actually shocked by him.

But after thinking about it, I actually felt that Cao Yanhai's theory makes a lot of sense!
Damn it! The British are a bunch of robbers!

Queen Victoria is divine to them, but a demon to other nations!
What's wrong with carving a word on a statue like this? !

But Bao Guowei did not want to be dragged to the gallows by the angry British.

He took a deep breath and continued, "So, what did you write on the butt of the statue of Queen Victoria of England?"

Cao Yanhai blushed and after some hesitation, he finally said a high-frequency word that he had recently learned in Europe.

“This is a bitch!”

Bao Guowei felt his heart shrinking rapidly, and he finally recovered after taking several deep breaths.

At this moment, Bao Guowei has already thought it through.

If he was discovered by the British, he would never admit that he had any relationship with Cao Yanhai.

This guy has dark skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks like an Indian.

When he was caught, he said that Cao Yanhai was an Indian bodyguard he recruited from India. Because of the British colonization, he had always resented Victoria.
I thought that for the British, it is difficult to distinguish between the cultures of India and China, not to mention that Cao Yanhai looks like a brown person.

Cao Yanhai felt a little unsure. He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that Bao Guowei would be implicated.

He asked cautiously, "Master, how about I help you escape from the palace?"

Bao Guowei was helpless. What was going on?

He shook his head and said, "We need to leave, but not now. It would be more suspicious if we ran away."

Now that the matter is done, all Bao Guowei has to do is pretend nothing happened and pray that the British don't find out before he leaves.

We must leave the UK, this troubled place, as soon as possible!

Cao Yanhai was happy. He was always very optimistic and said with a smile.

"Master, don't worry! Who would look at the Queen's statue's butt? I guarantee the British won't notice!"

Bao Guowei glared at his apprentice helplessly, but ultimately he did not have the impulse to break the other's legs.

Because it will be easier to be exposed!

"Let's take it one step at a time! Sooner or later, I will be killed by you, kid!"

He glared at Cao Yanhai angrily.

While the two were chatting, Zhang Nianyue had already entered the room to prepare. She was going to meet Charles V in the afternoon. The British royal palace had a lot of red tape, so preparations had to start in the morning.

When they came out, Zhang Nianyue asked Bao Guowei what Cao Yanhai was making a fuss about.

In order to avoid scaring the other party, Bao Guowei did not tell Zhang Nianyue, and he also ordered Cao Yanhai to keep the matter to himself.

Fortunately, Cao Yanhai is not stupid enough to use Chinese characters and write in English, so he can just deny it when the time comes.

After all, the British royal palace is not only visited by himself, but also visited by many foreign guests who live in it every day.

Who can guarantee that they were not dissatisfied with Queen Victoria?

Bao Guowei and his companion spent the whole morning in anxiety. Fortunately, there was no reaction from the British royal family.

Perhaps just as Cao Yanhai said, the words he carved were not that obvious and ordinary people could not see them unless they got close to the Queen's butt.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, a maid finally came to report.

Cao Yanhai and Zhang Nianyue were not qualified to meet the king, so only Bao Guowei went out with the maid.

To be honest, Bao Guowei was very nervous. He was afraid that this was a Hongmen Banquet. In fact, Charles V had already discovered the problem and was pulling him in for trial!

Fortunately, Bao Guowei often faces big scenes, and although he feels a little flustered inside, he appears calm on the surface.

He was not wearing a suit today, but a Chinese gown, and followed the maid towards the reception room.

When he was halfway there, a voice suddenly called Bao Guowei.

"Mr. Bao, can I take up some of your time?"

Hearing the old voice, Bao Guowei was startled. He looked at the person who came. It was a spirited old man with white beard.

"you are?"

The old man extended his hand politely and said, "Ramsay MacDonald is now the Prime Minister of England and Foreign Secretary!"

(End of this chapter)