Chapter 699 Returning to China, Yang Hui’s Reward
The plane landed, and Yang Hui set foot on the land of the imperial capital again. Looking at the queue in front of him to greet him, Yang Hui’s lips curled up.
"The old man sent you to pick me up. He really thinks highly of me, Bismarck."
Yes, the person who led the team to greet Yang Hui was the first knight of the Knights of the Round Table, Bismarck. ·Waldstein, a die-hard loyalist of Charles DI Bunitalia, and the strongest warrior under his command.
Hearing Yang Hui's tone and address, Bismarck's face darkened, and he scolded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Fourth Highness, you should maintain due etiquette and respect for Your Majesty."
In fact, he had long been accustomed to the attitude between Yang Hui and Charles DI Bunitalia. Even Charles DI Bunitalia didn't care, and there was nothing he could do about it.
It’s just...it’s still in public now. As a prince, shouldn’t you pay attention?
"Okay, okay, I understand." Yang Hui waved his hand casually, making Bismarck's face darker.
However, he did not pursue the matter further, but hurriedly welcomed Yang Hui into the car to prevent him from embarrassing the royal family in front of his servants.
It is an elongated car. The only connection between the driver's seat and the space behind it is a small window. Bismarck closed this small window after getting in the car. Its significance is self-evident.
"What's the old man's instructions?" Yang Hui asked straight to the point.
"Alas, Fourth Highness..." Yang Hui's attitude towards Charles DI Bunitalia really made Bismarck feel tired. As the most loyal knight of His Majesty the Emperor, he would not allow anyone to touch His Majesty the Emperor. He was majestic, but the man in front of him made him helpless, especially after he shined in the African battlefield.
“Don’t always pay attention to these little things, tell me, what do you want to tell me?”
“…Okay, Your Highness, there are many people before you return to the country. You are being targeted, please be vigilant.”
“I’m not asking you what you want to say, but what he asked you to tell me.” Although Bismarck’s concern came from his original intention. In the final analysis, it was just because Yang Hui's excellence could bring benefits to the empire, and he did not really care about Yang Hui's safety, so Yang Hui had no feelings about it.
"...His Majesty asked me to tell you that I did a good job."
"...I know."
Yang Hui's expression did not have any waves, which surprised Bismarck. Charles DI ·Bunitalia is the epitome of unsmiling speech, the benchmark of the empire, and the embodiment of majesty.
Even in private, Bismarck, who served Charles DI Bunitaria, had never heard him praise anyone, not even Schneizel, who was appointed prime minister and handled state affairs in an orderly manner. Or Cornelia, who became the youngest female general in history and made great achievements.
Only Yang Hui has received the unique honor. Shouldn't he be very excited? Why is it so unremarkable?
"His Royal Highness Yang Hui..."
"Is there any more?" Yang Hui interrupted Bismarck and asked. He didn't want to hear someone's fanatical fan spoil his loyalties.
"...Oh, that's all."
"How much time do I have?"
"...Ten minutes."
"That's enough, Reggieta."
"It's been arranged."
After that, the people in the car remained silent until the car drove into the palace and got off, Yang Huicai said to Bismarck: "I'm going to clean up."
"Yes, yourhighness."
This was also something that Regeni Rejetta had prepared in advance, although Yang Hui was thinking I have no respect for Charles DI Bunitaglia at all, nor do I regard him as my father in this life, but now is not the time to fall out with him, and I still have to do the superficial work.
Ten minutes later, after simply taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, Yang Hui followed Bismarck into the hall of the palace.
It is very gorgeous, but there are not many lights. Even in the daytime, it seems dim and depressing. Only the throne high above is shrouded in the gathered light, the only one high above, the only incarnation of light, the only beacon. .
“You are back.”
“Yes, Father.”
“Well done.”
"Thank you, Father, for your compliment."
"What reward do you want?"
The concise and concise dialogue is not like welcoming a father who has returned alive from the battlefield to greet his son, nor is it like life and death. The surviving son meets his father again. There is no family affection at all. It is just charity from the superior to his subordinates, or even the control of the subprograms by the main program in the program.
"Two people, subordinates of Emperor Brother Schneizel."
"Name."
"Royd Asplind, Cecil Cormy."
"Any more?"
"A privilege, to form my own special force, is mine only. Troops."
"Presumptuous! How can you..."
As soon as the second request came out, Bismarck couldn't help it. Everything in the empire belongs to His Majesty the Emperor, regardless of repair. No matter how high Cornelia's prestige in the military is, or how many lords or emperors there are overseas, the emperor can take it back at any time if he wants to, because even though he has given these things, he can win over them secretly. They, but in the final analysis, this all belongs to the empire and belongs to the emperor.
But Yang Hui's request was to divide the power in the hands of Charles DI Bunitalia. The privilege he wanted was something that even the emperor could not interfere with, and it belonged entirely to Yang Hui.
"Silence, Bismarck." "But Your Majesty..."
"It doesn't matter." Charles DI Bunitalia waved his hand and told Bismarck to step aside. Then he looked down at Yang Hui, his eyes fixed and heavy. It was obvious that Yang Hui would not let Yang Hui leave easily if he did not give him a satisfactory answer, "Reason."
"The empire needs the sharpest knife, Kill all enemies that stand in the way of the Empire."
"...I allowed it."
"Yes, yourMajesty."
After getting what he wanted, Yang Hui did not intend to continue kneeling to others, so he stood up and left the hall.
"Your Majesty, if you need a knife, the Knights of the Round Table are the sword in your Majesty's hand. His Majesty the Fourth Prince..." After Yang Hui left, Bismarck also wanted to persuade Charles DI Bonitali Ya.
"It doesn't matter." The same reply, but this time with more reasons, "Let him make trouble, no matter how big the trouble is, it doesn't matter."
Unparalleled self-confidence, this is the emperor of the Holy Bunitalia Empire, the emperor sitting on the throne.
“…Yes, yourMajesty.”
“Go and inform Schneizel and send him the two people he wants.”
“Yes, yourMajesty.”
Bismarck saluted and left, faithfully executing all the orders of Charles DI Bunitalia.
Charles DI Bunitaria was left alone in the dark and depressing hall. Under the strong light, his majestic face remained expressionless.
“Let’s make a fuss, feel free to make a fuss, everything will be in vain and false in the end, right? Mariana...”
……
Lei Jie Ni Regeta had been standing guard at the door of the hall. After Yang Hui came out, he left directly behind him without saying a word. He did not return to his dormitory, but went to the mansion outside the palace.
“Are they all here?”
"They are all here, except Mr. Yang Hui. Most of them are just children. I don't think they can become our strength now." Regeni Rejeta was actually very confused. Most of the people Yang Hui was looking for were eight Nine-year-old children are too young, even if their future achievements are not small. That happened a few years later, and now...it doesn't make any sense at all.
"Just because you are small, you have a good opportunity to take control, right?"
"...I see, I have learned a lesson, Mr. Yang Hui."
"Remember Come on, Reggieta, what we are looking for is not a chess piece, a collaborator, or a subordinate, but a companion who can walk side by side."
"Yes, Mr. Yang Hui."
Yang Hui's residence outside the palace was not far away and arrived in a few minutes. Everyone who had been "invited" in advance learned that Yang Hui had returned from the African battlefield and gathered in the living room.
"Hey, I'm back, my little prince."
As soon as he entered the door, he heard a charming and seductive voice. The blond and brown-skinned Lakshatta was elegantly wearing an open white coat. He was sitting on the sofa, spinning a smoking pipe in his hand.
"Lakshata? I'm young, do you want to try it?" Yang Hui fired back jokingly.
"Oh?" Lakshatta raised her eyebrows, slightly provocatively, "Really? It seems that the Fourth Highness is very manly."
Yang Hui walked slowly in front of Lakshata, leaned down so that he was face to face with her, blew a gentle breath of hot air into her ear, and said, "I told you, do you want to try it?"
"You..."
"Hahaha..."
Yang Hui stood up and laughed when he saw the panicked Lakshatta. Yang Hui had several wives, and he could tell at a glance It can be seen that Lakshata is still a girl and can only give oral pleasure. If she really encounters someone who wants to take advantage of her, she will have to hide as far as possible.
"As expected of His Highness Yang Hui, he was able to cure Dr. Lakshata." Gino stood up and said, bowing to Yang Hui and saluting, "My longest greetings, Your Highness Yang Hui."
"Well, long time no see, Gino, it seems like you're doing well these days."
"Thanks to His Highness, yes."
"Your Highness, the Fourth Prince." Others People also stood up and saluted Yang Hui. Just now, Lakshatta took the initiative and confronted Yang Hui, causing them to lose the opportunity. Now that the confrontation ended with Lakshatta's complete defeat, they naturally would not forget the etiquette.
"You don't have to be so restrained. Everyone, you are all my invited guests, but I believe you are also confused as to why I gathered you together, right?"
Everyone present They looked at each other and nodded. This was the answer they most urgently wanted. There were children, students from the Military Academy, active knights, and doctors from the Academy of Sciences. When such a group of people gathered together, what did Yang Hui want to do?
"You must have heard that I got some merit in the African battlefield..."
Hearing this, the corners of Lakshatta, Jeremiah, Veretta, and Qiong Luo twitched their mouths. Children don't know the significance of Yang Hui's achievements in Africa, but they know it very well.
"...So this return to the country is mainly to receive rewards, and I just came back from the palace. The reward I received...gained me the privilege of forming my own special force."
"What!?"
(End of this chapter)