Chapter 271 Test
"Standing back and watching..."
Clever nodded noncommittally, his eyes still focused on the page in front of him, and said casually: "Tell me your thoughts. , Ruibo. "
"That's it, Father." Ruibo turned sideways, using his tall body to block the slightly dazzling sunlight, and said with a smile: "I personally feel that it doesn't really matter whether the Marshall family actually did things like catching and selling slaves, at least it doesn't matter to us, the Violet Royal Family, so there is no need for us to get involved in this muddy water."
Clever nodded slightly, but did not give any affirmation or denial. He just turned to the next page of the poetry book in his hand: "Keep talking, I am listening."
"For thousands of years, the rule of our Violet family has been moderation and checks and balances, so we have always maintained a transcendent status." Ruibo smiled proudly and looked up at the Violet family emblem on the bell tower in the courtyard: "We have always maintained As the helm of the empire, it is superior to the other eight lords. With all due respect, the royal family is not much stronger than other families in terms of territory, financial resources or military power. However, they all respect us and are willing to unite around the violet flag. , at least on the surface, it will not disobey any of our decisions."
The old emperor smiled: "So you mean, as always?"
"Yes, my father. , as always." Rebo Bresne nodded and shrugged: "Marshall, Crystal Wolf, Baroka, Hussein, Fernan, Dantes, Simon, let's add a Fire Claw, these eight The two surnames have been fighting openly and secretly since the founding of the empire, sometimes within the rules of the game, sometimes outside the rules of the game. This has long been a common thing, but this has nothing to do with Violet as a check and balancer. Everyone They all know that the empire will fall apart without us, so in most cases they will not cause trouble for us, because the empire must have a 'flag', a flag that stands firm."
Clay. Wo's eyes still did not leave the book of poems: "What position?"
"No position." Ruibo casually folded a bunch of violets at his feet and gently picked a piece from it. Hua Petal: "Our position is that we have no position, and we have no position firmly. Only in this way can the lords not be wary or hostile to the royal family. Only in this way can they continue to regard the Violet family as their king with peace of mind. In principle, this is... …”
Clairvaux sighed softly and slowly put down the collection of poems in his hand: "You seem to have something in your words."
Ruibo smiled and threw away the petal: "Father is wise, I really still have it. There are some other ideas, but that will happen later. For now, it is enough to just sit back and watch."
"Okay, then this time it will be hard. You are going to Marshall on behalf of the royal family." The old emperor nodded tiredly, and warned his eldest son like an ordinary father: "Remember to pay attention to safety on the road."
" Father, don’t worry.”
“I will send Zi Jing to protect you secretly. Anyway, there will be no danger on my side.”
"Father, please don't..."
"It's okay, I still have Bauhinia by my side, just go and come back quickly."
"Yes."
"That's right. , where is your brother?”
Ruibo’s expression froze slightly, but when he looked up at Clairvaux, he already looked dumbfounded: “God knows that boy Ashu ran away again. Where did he go? He was still here during dinner this morning, but he disappeared when he turned around. Father, do you have anything to do with him? "
"It's okay~" Clairvaux shook his head and touched his nose helplessly: "I originally wanted him to go to the Marshall Islands with the investigation team to get him. You know how lazy Xiao Xiu is usually. The consciousness and sense of responsibility for the royal family are much worse than yours. Ruibo, you took the initiative to ask for help this time because you wanted to protect him, right? "
The old emperor looked at his eldest son? Suddenly he became suspicious.
“Ha, Father, you are overthinking~”
Ruibo laughed dryly, shook his head and said: “I just think it’s more appropriate to follow me. If I had known earlier that you were planning to let Ah If Xiu goes...well, how about I go and capture him right away, and you just pretend that I didn't say what I said before?"
"No, that's it." Clairvaux shook his head. , a trace of fondness flashed in his eyes: "Even if that child goes, he probably won't do things seriously. It would be bad if he causes any trouble. He is smart, but his temper is really troublesome."
Ruibo spread his hands: "Axiu's character, I guess in a few years..."
"It won't change in a few decades~"
Lazy The sound came from not far behind. Clairvaux and Ribo looked back and saw a young man in a white robe shuffling towards this side. It was the core of the topic they were talking about.
Clever’s second son, the second prince of the Violet Empire—Subresne.
He is a young man who is estimated to be in his mid-twenties. In his appearance, there is a hint of Clairvaux, but his lines are much softer. He is about half a head shorter than Ribo. He is a little on the thin side, with long pale golden hair hanging unkemptly behind his back. Coupled with the moon-white robe, this prince who has no majesty in the first place looks more like a scholar or artist, but he is still tall. The humble kind.
"You two were talking bad about me just now, weren't you?"
Subresien walked up to the two of them, his sky-blue eyes full of scrutiny and dissatisfaction: "There is no better topic to talk about. "
"Ahem, Ash, be polite in front of your father." Ruibo glared at the former and scolded him in a low voice.
"Brother, you are too serious~"
Xiu shook his head indifferently, put his arms around his brother's shoulders, and raised his chin at Clairvaux: " My father won’t mind this at all~”
Ribo glanced at Clairvaux with a particularly innocent look, and said with a wry smile: "Father, look at his virtue..."
"It doesn't matter." Clairvaux shook his head with a smile and patted himself. On the other side, he smiled at Xiu and said, "Sit here."
The latter casually picked up the book of poems in Clairvaux's hand, walked to the flower bed next to him, and sauntered to the flower bed next to him. He sat down and said, "Let me take a look at this, and you two can continue talking about business."
The old emperor rolled his eyes: "You have already taken it away, haven't you?"
Ruibo rolled his eyes even more: "Besides scolding you, my father and I have nothing to talk about."
"That's it." Xiu Rao sighed, then spread the poetry collection on his knees, stretched out his hands to plug his ears: "Okay, now I can't hear, you can continue."
Ruibo exchanged a helpless look with his father, and then stood up: "Then I will go to the investigation team to show my face first, and then go to the Watermark Court to ask Mr. Lewin for a piece of 'evidence', and I will come back later. Come back and say goodbye."
Clever nodded slightly: "Purple Mirror."
A figure wearing a mirror mask slowly emerged from the air: "Yes."
“Protect Ribo.”
"Yes, let's go, Your Highness."
"Then I will leave first, father."
"Yes."
Five minutes later
Clever and the second prince Xiu were the only two people left in the garden.
"Xiao Xiu, what do you think?"
The old emperor, who had closed his eyes for a while, suddenly asked: "About the Marshall family's capture and trade of slaves."
" I don’t know.”
Xiu, who was immersed in reading, replied without looking up.
Clever glared at him angrily and amusedly: "Then what role do you think the royal family should play in this incident?"
"Seriously, Father." The young prince beside the flower bed raised his head reluctantly and said to Clairvaux very seriously: "You should discuss this matter with the emperor."
Old The emperor said calmly: "I have already discussed it with him."
The second prince also said calmly: "Oh, then just listen to him and sit on the wall. Watch."
"Huh?" Clairvaux was stunned for a moment, then frowned and asked his younger son: "How long have you been here?"
Xiu said weakly. He stood up, hugged his arms and leaned against the flower bed: "I just came. Father, didn't you watch me come in from outside?"
"Then what your royal brother thinks..." "I just guessed it."
Xiu curled his lips and said while flipping through the collection of poems at an almost ridiculous speed: " If you insist on asking me to say a few non-nutritious things, that’s fine. I think there’s something wrong with the Marshall family, but now It's not yet time for us to make a decision, so let everything take its course."
Emperor Clairvaux walked slowly to Xiu: "Is this your opinion?"
The latter shrugged: "These are just two useless nonsense words."
Clairvaux continued to ask: "Then what should we do when we need to make a decision?"
Xiu handed the book of poems back to the other party: "Then we will make a decision, father." "
"This book is for you..."
"No, I've finished reading it~"
"Where are you going?"
"Put on your makeup, and then go out and relax~"
......
Game time PM14:14
King Salamoon, North Gate
"Oh~We finally arrived at the station, this journey has really gone by in a blink of an eye~"
A half-elf man dressed as a bard spread his hands exaggeratedly and sighed loudly. Then he was slapped by the tall woman standing next to him and spun around three times.
“Hey, I didn’t use any force just now, okay!” Salia, no, it should be Ms. Remilia Scarlet who frowned and pulled someone up from the ground, not angry. He whispered in a low voice: "Obviously you said you should be as low-key as possible!"
As a result, Mo Tan didn't let go of his paw after standing up. Instead, he grabbed the other person's little hand tightly and said with an affectionate face: "I can't help it~"
"Let go." Remilia looked at him coldly, her tone as cold as ice: "Or I'll beat you to death."
[Tch, sure enough. Is this level of stimulation completely useless...】
Mo Tan murmured in his heart, then suddenly leaned into the other person's ear and sang softly in a soft and magnetic voice: "When you talk about today's troubles~ When you say it's late at night and you can't sleep~ I want to say to you~ But I’m afraid I’ll say it wrong~ I like you so much~ Do you know~?”
Click!
Remilia's right hand used a little force and directly grabbed 17% of Mo Tan's health: "I don't know."
[Well, if I think she is shy now and then hypnotize her Will he look particularly stupid now that he has achieved his goal? 】
Mo Tan pulled out a smile that looked better than crying, then leaned into the ear of the blood seeker lady in front of him and whispered: "This journey goes so fast."
Click!
Mo Tan's health dropped by another 10%.
"It's all because of you that this journey has been so slow." Remilia glared at Mo Tan fiercely and threatened in a low voice: "If you don't let go, I will..."
"A particularly famous great sage with a particularly high hairline once said~"
Mo Tan quickly interrupted the other party and stared into Remilia's eyes. , using the other hand that was not broken, he gently lifted a strand of hair from the other person's forehead: "If you are with the person you like, time will pass relatively faster. To be honest, I still have a I feel like I’ve just known you for less than two minutes~”
[If you fail, kneel down and apologize immediately! 】
Mo Tan secretly made up his mind.
Then...
He found that the pressure on his hand suddenly lightened, and then he saw Remilia's pretty face gradually turning red, and the coldness in her eyes dissipated. Go, replaced by a daze.
"How about you let go of your hands first..."
The same request, but the tone became completely different from before.
[Oh, I knew it~]
Mo Tan thought proudly that his mentality was completely unlike a person who was thinking about how to kneel down to look better two seconds ago, and then He quickly let go of the opponent's little hand that almost squeezed him to death, and said with a smile: "Sorry, I wasted it~"
"Huh?"
"I mean , I was abrupt~"
Remilia turned her head unnaturally and gently tugged on Mo Tan's sleeves: "Anyway, let's go first. It's too strange to stay here all the time."
"Trade Area There should be a Liuli Pavilion opened by the Gold Coin Merchant Association." Mo Tan blinked, and then put a bag full of gold coins in the other person's hand: "You go and book two rooms first, and I will come find you later."
Exit Remilia Consciously picking up the bag of gold coins, and then asked blankly: "What about you?"
"I still have some things to do~"
Mo Tan half-knelt on the ground skillfully for The former adjusted his skirt, then raised his head and smiled: "Remember to order the most expensive one for yourself, and the cheapest one for the other one. Then you can go shopping nearby, and those people won't catch you." Here.”
Remilia hesitated: "But I..."
"Don't save me any money~"
Mo Tan said a line with extremely fashionable value.
Remilia flattened her mouth as if she was a little unhappy, then let go of Mo Tan's sleeves, and asked hesitantly: "Then what are you going to do...can you tell me?"
“Of course~”
Mo Tan grinned, then poured himself a bottle of life potion with a high alcohol content, and wiped his mouth: "I want to find my old sweetheart here."
The surrounding air seemed to freeze for a few seconds... …
Then Mo Tan was whipped out by a slap while spinning.
"Have a good trip."
Remilia, whose temperament returned to 'normal', said with a sneer.
[Today's experiment was also very successful~]
Mo Tan, who was lying on the ground in a large font, also showed a pleasant smile.
Chapter 268: The End
(End of this chapter)