With three knocks on the door, Mancini hurriedly walked into Facchetti's office. After he saluted, he said, "President, the young master took his private secretary out of town just now."

With a grim look, Facchetti asked without changing his face: "Which direction are they going?"

Mancini replied: "They went southeast."

"To the southeast, there is the city of Florence." Facchetti said, "don't worry about them, and their attendance today is considered absenteeism."

Mancini asked hesitantly, "President, does it really count as absenteeism?"

"Forget it!" Facchetti said solemnly, "Since Meazza has accepted this position, he must follow the rules of the Chamber of Commerce."

Seeing that Facchetti spoke firmly, Mancini put out his mind to plead for the vice president who just took office yesterday.

A relatively ordinary carriage was galloping on the dirt road, and the two people in the carriage were staring at each other.

According to the rhythm of ordinary novels, after knowing each other for so many years, a certain person should put Arturia in the harem, even if it is not available yet, it must be collected and stamped first. And when the two are alone in the carriage, they tend to do things that readers love.

However, at this time, the two people in the carriage were doing something that made many people extremely uncomfortable, and even very angry.

"Looks like it's going to take a beating."

"Ah... second opinion."

"You're too used to her."

"No, it's because you are usually so strict that she has a rebellious mentality."

Both of them held a thin piece of parchment in their hands, the result of repeated cleaning of the parchment with a chemical and sanding off the writing on it for reuse.

For content that does not need to be preserved for a long time, such as monthly exam papers and workbooks, it is enough to use second-hand or even a few hands of parchment paper, and it is impossible to use expensive new parchment paper.

Charles took Mordred directly from the classroom downstairs, and Mordred's schoolbag had been placed in his storage ring.

Taking advantage of this time, Artoria checked Mordred's homework as a parent.

Charles refused at first, but Artoria had the right to do so.

Then Charles didn't want to join forces, and as a result, Mordred's monthly exam paper with appalling scores was turned out, and now he couldn't sit still.

Looking at the content of the test paper, Charles is also very headache. These test papers are subjective questions, but Mordred's answer is very simple, many obvious knowledge points are not written, and it can be seen from the handwriting that when she answered the question Absently.

"There's something wrong with her attitude," Charles said. "It's going to be a good talk with her."

Arturia nodded solemnly, she dug out a class note in her schoolbag, and flipped through it casually.

The result was that she didn't know, and when she flipped it, she was startled, and the hair on Artoria's head straightened, and she even pushed up the light blue sun hat she was wearing on her head.

"See for yourself." Arturia opened the notebook murderously and handed it to Charles.

After Charles took it, he glanced at it, and suddenly cold sweat broke out.

He stuffed the notebook back into his bag, pretending not to see Mordred's plan to find someone to marry his mother.

But he couldn't pretend he didn't see the plan to run away from home. Mordred planned to run away with a certain caravan when he saved enough money, and then hide in the Earl of McGarden.

In the end, Charles could only sigh, and he said, "Otherwise, let's see how the relationship between Mordred and the old lady Roseanne is. If the relationship is good, let the old lady discipline her."

"It can be seen from Facchetti and Meazza that Madame Roseanne's methods are still good, and her experience in this area is better than ours."

Arturia nodded helplessly. It turned out that she was okay to discipline other people's bear children, but it was not enough to raise her own children.

With a low expression, she restored all the things in Mordred's schoolbag to their original positions, unable to see that the schoolbag had been opened, and finally let Charles put it away.

At this time, the carriage went uphill first, and then quickly turned downhill again.

At this time, Arturia lifted the soundproofing magic in the carriage and said to the driver, "Stop by the bridge."

This carriage was an intercity public carriage rented in Milan. The driver didn't look very good when he saw that they stopped halfway, but after Charles gave him the full fare to go to Florence, his face turned cloudy and clear. He drove the carriage to Florence, where he was ready to pick up the returning guests.

A gust of breeze blew, and the cool water vapor made Charles feel comfortable in the hot summer.

The place where they got off was next to a small river. The surface of the river more than 30 meters wide was sparkling. Standing on the riverside, you could see the aquatic plants on the bottom of the water, the swimming fat fish, and the shrimps and crabs hidden in the aquatic plants.

A stone arch bridge spanned the small river, and a fleet full of boxes was sailing in the river, heading towards the city of Milan.

In the distance behind the fleet is a small cruise ship. The boat is very beautiful. There are silk parasols hanging on it. Several young men and women in gorgeous clothes are sitting and chatting under the parasols. A girl in a white dress is sitting on the boat. On the top, the skirt was lifted to the knees, and he was playing with a pair of white as jade feet with splashes.

Looking down the river, you can see the city in the distance.

Arturia was wearing a simple light blue dress today, with a sun hat woven from dyed straw, and a lace-trimmed sunshade hanging over her shoulders and hanging from the brim of the hat. The light veil underneath was swaying with the wind.

She said to Charles, "Let's walk along the river."

On both sides of the river, the ten or twenty meters wide place is deliberately reserved for grass, planted with a lot of flowers, and some stones for people to rest.

There are also many long-aged trees planted on the edge of the grass. The crown of the tree is like an umbrella, which provides comfortable shade for people resting on the grass.

Ahead, a family was out on a riverside outing, and a nervous servant was following a child running around for fear of falling into the water.

While walking in the shade, Artoria seemed to be counting the number of big trees. Then she stopped in front of a tall tree, put one hand on the trunk, raised her head to look at the dense canopy, and said softly: "I didn't expect you to be so big."

Charles asked behind her, "You know each other?"

Arturia nodded and said, "I planted it."

Then she pointed to another adjacent tree and said, "He planted that."

Charles nodded silently.

Artoria stood under the tree for a while, then continued walking.

She still remembered the time when the trees were planted, and from time to time she recalled the companions who planted these trees together.

Not long after, she walked to a big tree, her expression suddenly became gritted, and she said to Charles: "This tree was planted by Philip."

Charles walked over curiously, then stretched out his hand and tapped the tree trunk twice.

Arturia pointed to a few trees next to her and said, "It was planted by Ekaterina and Victoria. This is where I first met them."

"It was still wild at the beginning, and there was no such river. It was Philip who helped the Principality of Milan design the canal network connecting the cities."

"We happened to be passing by at that time, and we were invited by Philip to help."

It was the first time that Charles heard this history, and then a certain hunch suddenly appeared in his heart, I am afraid that the old ancestors had the idea of ​​building the "Pendragon Canal".

Sure enough, Artoria said bitterly: "At that time, the ground in this place was full of huge stones..."

Charles could only say on the side: "Labor is the most glorious."

Arturia walked in the direction of Florence City while telling the story of the past.

She said: "Philip and Ekaterina were in their early thirties at the time, and Victoria was often talking to Ekaterina, saying that her father, who was the then Demon King Ivan the Terrible, had sent a message, I think it's time for the two of them to have a baby."

"Ekaterina said that they have been running around in the past ten years. When they have children from time to time, they plan to wait for a few years to settle down."

"You know what happened next."

These historical gossips made Charles embarrassed to hear them, but Arturia's next sentence made him uneasy.

Arturia asked, "Do you want to know how Victoria got pregnant with Elizabeth?"

Charles hurriedly covered his ears with his fingers~lightnovelpub.net~ and shook his head, "I don't want to, I really don't want to, please don't tell me."

Some things are that the more you know, the quicker you die.

Unexpectedly, Arturia took the hand that blocked Charles' ears with her free hand and said, "Victoria took the initiative."

Charles' face turned black now, and he found Arturia looking at him maliciously.

The two walked a few hundred meters, and a boulder on the bank of the river attracted Charles' attention.

The direction of the boulder facing the shore is normal, but the direction facing the river is as neat as water tofu cut by a steel knife.

Charles looked at Artoria, who nodded helplessly.

Then he continued the topic just now and asked, "So is Philip a transmigrator?"

Arturia didn't answer directly. She reached out and touched Charles' head before and said, "You will know this question later."