Chapter 515

"The warrants of His Majesty have been officially issued."

Sitting opposite Kirk's face with a smile, holding a teacup and sipping a bite:

"Now, the news that you have returned and the seal has been spread throughout Yongxing City. After a few days, the entire Central Government and even the whole country will know."

In the living room, Tyres - as the owner rather than the guest - smiled helplessly.

With the laziness of the morning, the teenager stood up and slowly walked to the window.

In the morning light, through the window screens, the living room, which is low-key but neat and tidy, shines brightly.

Tyres pulled up the window and the fresh air was blowing.

And a sturdy and noisy noisy.

"Yeah," the newly-married Duke of Xinghu leaned against the window and yawned, pressing the waist:

"I can feel it from here."

The Judith Hall under the window is not calm.

The roads outside the gardens and iron gates have long been filled with horses and carriages. This is not a lot of visitors who walk or ride horses. A considerable number of them are dressed in luxury and their badges are obvious.

Outside the iron gate, the Royal Guards and the Xingxing Private Soldiers went all out and were too busy to intervene: one side explained and one dissuaded.

Tyres was close to the window, and the sin of the prison river rushed to his ears, probably capturing some scattered words.

"Sorry, Lord, Judith Hall is not welcoming this month," said the sharp and serious voice of Pioneer Officer Glover in front of the Iron Gate:

"Only the privileged warrants of your Majesty can pass..."

Immediately, another slightly excited voice overtook Golovy.

"No, no, Luke, I have been with you for four years but I have never been familiar with it. So, no one is waiting for everyone... What, you just come to see the scenery? You are enough! Wow, look at the scenery for two days, look at it. It’s eight hours. Do you think I am an idiot?”

It is Doyle.

At this moment, he stood in front of a faceless aristocrat, and waved his hand to the Judith Hall behind him:

"It's so noisy every day, every day is so noisy, I don't have to... the prince, he doesn't have to rest?"

Tyres couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Another decent and gentle voice broke into his ear:

"...then the honorary prince of Kemah." This is a slightly smiling smile, but actually a refusal of Mallos. He is faced with another aristocrat who is not very good at dealing with:

"Why don't you go to the heir of the Karabyan family in your mouth and ask him, can you make an exception to see the secret of the Duke?"

"Oh, your home is a royal merchant, and there are three beautiful daughters who are likely to become princes from the age of nine to nineteen! Despaired and disrespectful, you may be the future king, you will be able to Get the order of your Majesty? When you come back to visit, I will definitely line up to welcome."

"Well, the Malos family is very grateful for your care. It is really sad to buy the goods from your home..."

“Thank you for greeting my parents and family, even though they are no longer alive...”

"Well, then I represent all of my living relatives, thanks to the greetings from you and the organ below you..."

"Okay, Lord Viscount, I will bring my words to my ancestral graveyard and let my ancestors know..."

"But before that, for the safety of the Duke of Star Lake, I have to temporarily detain you to the police station..."

"Why? Because I suspect that you are hiding weapons, intent to derail the Duke... Where are the weapons? You see, the gems on your ring are too bright, which is harmful to the eyes of the Duke..."

"Then I suggest that you complain directly to your Majesty or Lord Adrian about my service attitude..."

"How long is it? Rest assured, only two and a half months away from the Duke's welcome banquet, then your plan will be invalid, and then the Royal Guard will formally file a lawsuit against you for the murder of the royal family..."

Upon hearing this, Tyres sighed and pulled down the window, no longer listening to the panicked commemoration of the big-bellied Visa, "I am not without you talking about it," and no longer cares about how he is. The face fled back to his carriage in horror.

This is the third day he returned to Wangdu and entered the Di Di Si Hall.

From the second day onwards, the Judith Hall was in the market, and the visiting people were in constant stream.

The Star Lake Guards are not allowed to rest.

"A few days ago, you shouldn't have met the Karabiyan heir, even if it was your old friend," Gilbert put down the teacup and sighed:

"Now, many of the nobles, bureaucrats, and people with heads and faces in Wangduli have all the same kind of learning. They want to come in with climbing relationships."

"Yeah, yeah, I understand," Taylors sat back in his seat and said:

"This is the price."

He underestimated the influence and power of his return to the country.

The prince attracts more than just visitors.

Apparently, the Duke of Xinghu’s stay not only awakened the clean and quiet Di Di Si Hall. In the past three days, the upgrade of this residence has affected the entire Yongxing City:

The City Hall issued six urgent orders, replanted the green plants, changed the lights, and cleaned up all the roads in the Iridium area (which the prince might see). The decoration was magnificent, and a **** was not allowed to enter. Can not see, the appearance of the city appearance has increased, to some extent more than the Dongcheng District where the great nobility gathered.

The police hall has re-established the patrol schedule and manpower arrangement. The three police halls in the vicinity of the satellite area and its two districts (which were originally squashed) are united, friendly, and sincere cooperation. Numerous security officers are scrambling and conscientious, and a large number of security forces Back and forth rushing to the class, patrolling day and night, and the location that was quickly forgotten by this location became a heavenly kingdom that did not pick up the night.

Yongxing City’s garrison officer has hurriedly increased the city defense team on the side wall of the Qixing District (although the Qixing District is one hundred thousand miles away from the city wall), ensuring that “there is no small person who can cross us and threaten the prince”. Get a warrant, transfer the regular army from outside the city, set up a special line, specifically for the supply and logistics of the Di Di Si Hall - according to a soldier, "even the prince who is transported out will not be defiled!"

Tyres pressed his forehead in a listless manner.

Gilbert smiled helplessly:

"I can already imagine when I am going home... I probably haven't been so welcoming in this life."

"Because you are the most trusted near-minister, you are very popular," Tyres breathed a sigh of relief:

"And believe me, the Exeter will welcome you more than the stars."

Gilbert nodded.

In the past few days, if you don’t look at the wall and wait for the speculators who are eager to see the prince on the side of the wall, the days in Judith Hall are still quite calm.

Sleeping to wake up, breakfast, free time, lunch, sleep, wake up, free time, dinner, free time, sleep and wake up.

Oh, yes, free activities can't go out of the way, because you have to avoid the paparazzi - cough, he said, avoiding the speculative speculators who want to see the prince.

Although the pace of life is similar to that of Longyan City, but...

There is no intrigue intrigue, no enemies, no sorrows, no constant pressure on the strings, no thrills to survive, no crazy journey of escape.

No one disturbed, no one interfered, no one asked.

He is really a little...

Not used to it.

Tyres picked up the teacup and saturate his throat.

Compared with six years ago, when you lived in Gilbert, after six years, it would be beneficial for him to become the owner here.

At least he can directly order the people around him (such as "Give me a harder mattress"), and the words will be followed - at least on the bright side.

It’s a good day, it’s really...

Tyres slowly reclines, and sincerely issued the mourning (zan) that belongs to the rice worm:

It is decadent.

So much so that he forgot the revival of the palace...

that person.

"So, Gilbert, what are we going to do today?"

Tyres pointed to the desktop with a sullen look:

"Why did you bring a lot of... paper?"

Gilbert, who looked lovingly at the Duke, looked back as if he suddenly remembered, moving a piece of paper on the table to his knees and taking out a pair of glasses.

"Please forgive me, I am older, my eyes are a little bad..."

The middle-aged foreign minister is embarrassed.

His glasses are very special. They are a hand-held folding mirror. There is no frame, but a handle is specially made on the right side of the frame.

"By the way, the gift you gave to the female grandfather was ordered in the same hand-painted mirror..."

Gilbert said as he raised his glasses and looked at the paper on his knees.

"I don't know what you think, but after all, they are specializing in making glasses for scholars and old people like me. The color design is neither fancy nor trendy. It is estimated that you can't please the young girl. You didn't have it at first. I want to send something else..." There is something in the Foreign Minister’s words, but Tyres, who has already been through the battle, looks as usual and has never heard of it.

"So, first..."

I don’t know if I saw the prince’s unresponsiveness or finally found the goal on paper. Gilbert still sighed and said:

"My and my majesty passed again, and your welcome party was scheduled to be more than two months later."

"The new Duke of Star Lake will be officially introduced to the entire kingdom - at least the entire Yongxing City."

The foreign minister still looked down, but his eyes came from above the glasses and looked at Tyres.

Introduced to... the entire kingdom.

Tyres is in a good mood.

He took a deep breath and sat up straight from the chair.

The laziness and comfort of these days have been swept away.

It is also time.

He sighed and told himself.

Wake up, Tyres.

In addition to the noble Lord of the Shovel Officer...

Where is the happy rice worm in the world?

Tyres cheers up:

"And these two months?"

Gilbert lifted his eyes from the paper:

“It’s time for you to rest, adapt and adjust.”

"so long?"

Gilbert shook his head and denied:

"No, it's not too long. In fact, it's still too short."

"After all, you have been in the North for six years," the Foreign Minister looked at Tyres, looking at the habitual, seemingly sloppy, but squatting, ready to roll, and unavoidable. Sharp, direct eyes, including the uniforms that are good for action but not very solemn, frowning slightly:

"From talk, manners, habits to etiquette, knowledge, we have to correct too many things..."

This time it was Tyler’s frown:

"Correction?"

"Talk, behave, get used to?"

Gilbert noticed his own words.

"Sorry, there is no disrespect, but I mean, we have too many things to prepare..."

The foreign minister looked at Taylors and said with a tone:

"Excuse me, although there was a stunning appearance of the conference in the past, it was six years ago."

"In six years, no one knows you except sporadic news."

"Now, they only know that Prince Teres has just returned from the rude, dangerous and bitter north, and grew up under the influence and education of the Exeter people in the unreasonable northern monks."

Gilbert performed a standard etiquette and sincerely said:

"And we need to show them..."

Tyres leaned back on the back of the chair and turned his head.

"I understand."

"You can tell me directly," the young Duke of Star Lake sighed deeply:

"Everyone from the top to the bottom of the kingdom is wondering if the second prince might be distorted by the barbaric and perverted northerners, teaching the bad personality, stupid brains, and reversing the sexual orientation..."

"After all, in their eyes, the Exeters are all illiterate, so they may even suspect that the heirs returned by the kingdom will only have the appearance of a prince of stars, but the kernel is a rude illiterate from the North?"

When he finished speaking, Tyres exhaled a breath.

I am sleepy for six years, six years.

Are you satisfied?

Ok, Chaman.

I barely counted you to win a son.

Tyre thought boringly.

"I didn't say that," Gilbert smiled happily, but then he looked awkward:

"But sex... you are joking, right?"

Tyres is too lazy to finish this little tune, from the ground up:

"And what you have to do is to make me more local, more decent, more acceptable, and more... before my debut, ‘stars’?”

"Not all, Your Highness."

On the surface, Gilbert let go of the "joking" that is not so reassuring, and laughed again:

“In fact, the trip to the North is one of your most eye-catching resumes, like the legendary journey of mercenaries: strange and mysterious, attracting the awe and wonder of unsuspecting people.”

Uninformed person...

Taylors laughed at himself in his heart.

But the other side mentioned the mercenary, and he suddenly remembered the fast rope, and then the mysterious and ridiculous Ricky.

"So we may wish to properly retain some of the brand left by Longyan City..."

Tyres returned to God:

"brand?"

Gilbert nodded with a smile:

“Let other people know that Duke of Thales has the advantage of being on both sides of the border: you are the only one in this era, both by the empire and the stars, and by the north wind and the dragon, both in the revival palace Defending the squad, can also survive in the imperial palace..."

"The pride of the sky."

The air was quiet for a second.

In front of the eagerly awaited foreign minister, Taylors bowed his head and subconsciously licked his face.

Damn it.

It is worthwhile to engage in diplomacy.

This is quite awkward compared to "packing the earthen bun Thales"...

beautiful?

The skills of the stars and foxes have not been reduced - Taylors exclaimed.

A few soft words that were decent and innocuous dispelled his inner discomfort.

At this point, the sinister old man who spoke with Putility was really different.

Perhaps this is why, when the two people who worked together in the Foreign Affairs Department, one person can skyrocket and become a king's cronies, famous for Westland.

The other person is running around, working hard all day, and there are many achievements, no one knows.

Tyres thought silently.

"Well, if I am really illiterate, Gilbert..."

A few seconds later, Tyres adjusted his emotions and replied with a smile:

"Then you started literacy when you were fourteen years old. Is it late?"

"Others may not understand, Your Highness, but I am your full-time teacher," said Gilbert without hesitation:

"It’s just a six-year break between classes."

He blinked at Thales:

"So, do you still remember the practice of sonnets?"

Both Tyles and Gilbert laughed at the same time.

Unexpectedly, with a smile and a smile, Gilbert suddenly spoke.

"So, it’s just a six-year break."

His voice is low:

"His Royal Highness."

"Six years."

Tyres put a smile on his face and looked strangely at the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

"Don't be discouraged, child," Gilbert didn't look at him, just slowed down:

"To know."

"Sometimes, my father will make mistakes."

Taylors stunned.

"Give him time, Your Highness," Gilbert faintly said:

"Give him time."

He is a little choked.

The temperature and light in the waiting room seemed to sink at that moment.

Taylors is silent and pondering.

Gilbert did not speak either.

The two just sat silently.

For a long while.

Finally, Tyres took a deep breath and smiled.

"Gilbert," the prince looked at the middle-aged man who had taught him to read the words and was strong and strong, but now he was full of gray hair and exhausted, seriously:

"thank you."

Gilbert barely smiled and closed his emotions.

"For what?"

Tyres lowered his head and smacked his lips after half a mile:

"In order to... everything."

silence.

For a time, only the faint noisy outside the window.

"No, Your Highness."

"everything……"

Gilbert sighed:

"All for you."

Taylors did not speak.

"His Royal Highness," Gilbert glanced at the familiar Didis Hall, and finally revealed a sly but relaxed smile:

"Welcome home."

At that moment, the prince’s heart rushed into a warm stream that originated six years ago.

I swept the haze of the past.

It’s like the gap when I first returned to the stars...

Just passing by.

Not worth mentioning.

Originally this chapter is going to be abandoned because it feels that the emotional transition is strange.

but……

At the end of the month, I have to eat.

Remember to remind me that I have to come back here.

——by a greedy sword without a face

(End of this chapter)