Succubus' Manor

Chapter 252

Just after dawn, Du Lu got out of the quilt. After all, he was a nobleman, and his family had money to buy him quilts, one thin and one thick, with a thin summer cover and a thick autumn and winter cover.

Now that the weather is getting cooler again, he also replaced the thin quilt with a thick cup. Dulu yawned, and then found his own basin in the room, ready to go out to wash his face and brush his teeth. Now they use cork to brush their teeth Strips, this is the rhizome of a plant. After digging it out, clean it, and then slowly dry it next to the stove, it will become tough and soft. If you use it for a long time, you can peel off a little bit and continue to use it.

To clean teeth is carbon powder or fine salt.

Those who are rich use fine salt, while the poor basically use charcoal powder burned from their own wood.

Therefore, the teeth of the poor are generally darker, and there is often residual black toner between the teeth that has not been cleaned.

Du Lu and the others live on the second floor of the street. The first floor is the office, and the second floor is where they live.

Every morning, they have to go to the next house to fetch water, and they only need to give each other five copper coins every month because they don't have a well here.

"I heard that I'm going to see His Majesty today." Dulu's colleague said while brushing his teeth.

Dulu washed his face with cold water: "I'm a little worried..."

Colleagues said in unison: "I am also worried, what if Your Majesty asks us to become mayors in those cities?"

"The mayor is not a lord! I heard that if the mayor does not do well, he will be dismissed. If there are major problems during his tenure, he will be imprisoned. If someone is killed, he will be hanged." The colleague touched his arm in fear, "And I will change my job in five years."

The difference between a mayor and a lord is too great!The lord is equivalent to the emperor, and the mayor is nothing.

"But if you do a good job, you can go up." An idealist said, "If the income of the local people can increase, everyone can have a job, and there will be fewer beggars. After the five-year term expires, you may be promoted. Go back to the holy city."

"It would be nice if it were that simple."

"That's right, my dad can't do it, and neither can I."

Du Lu packed up his things and said to his colleagues: "Why are you so anxious, maybe we want to go, His Majesty still doesn't like us."

The young nobles looked at each other, although they really didn't want to admit that what Du Lu said was true, but... His Majesty may really look down on them.

In the palace, Chi Yan was lying on the table. The table was full of manuscript paper, and there were a lot of waste manuscripts in it. A lot of ink was stained on Chi Yan's face. He closed his eyes and said to Joke, "Let the cook prepare A bowl of thick soup with lots of spices."

In the past, Chi Yan felt that the contemporary thick soup was simply unbearable and unbearable to drink, but it was extremely useful for refreshing the mind. He only needed to pour a bowl of thick soup, and he would immediately feel full of energy.

When Chi Yan finished drinking a bowl of thick soup while pinching his nose, the petty officials would arrive at the palace.

These petty officials were selected by Chi Yan from the descendants of nobles. They had no titles and could not inherit titles. The environment they had been exposed to since childhood was relatively simple. Although they also had solidified class thinking, they were not that serious and could be used.

In fact, the main reason is that Chi Yan has no choice. Even if he asks Juster to run the school and library now, it takes time for ordinary people to study, and they can only literacy quickly.

It will take at least five years for the first batch of civilians who have graduated from school to become officials.

As for the children of these nobles, they at least know what law is, have read many books, and know many words.

If you talk about some truths, they will understand.

Chi Yan went to see the group of noble children today in order to pick out some of them and send them to the beaten down cities in the south.

If they don't do a good job, they can replace them. If they do a good job, that's good too. After all, Chi Yan has always been short of people.

"Your Majesty, they are all here." A male servant came from the corridor and stood aside with his head bowed.

Chi Yan nodded: "Then go straight there."

Standing in the meeting hall, Du Lu and the others were very nervous, because none of the people here dared to speak. The servants stood quietly, and the hall was silent. Some of them were not their first visit to the palace, and they were even in the palace before Even in front of the queen, they can talk freely, and they don't feel how humble they are in front of the queen.

Even their parents, sometimes they can give money from their elders in front of the Queen.

This will give them a feeling that the royal family is nothing special.

Their elders will also tell them: "The king is just a person, no different from us. We have our own territory, and the king only owns the holy city."

When the elders talked about this, they used a joking tone, as if this was not a serious topic, and what they were talking about was not the king, but someone they could laugh at.

From the words of the elders, they heard the nobles' disdain for the royal family.

They have no respect for the king.

What can the king do?There are fewer and fewer soldiers in the hands of the king, and fewer and fewer nobles who are truly loyal to the king.

As long as the nobles don't listen to the king, the king's existence is more like a symbol, a sign to them.

But now, they really felt the king's majesty, even if the king hadn't appeared in front of them yet.

No one in the palace dared to make loud noises and speak loudly. Everyone did their own thing in silence, and the servants would never say a word or even look at them.

But everyone is busy and doesn't know what to do.

Someone whispered, "How long do we have to wait?"

He thought he spoke in a low voice, but because it was too quiet, he asked this sentence very clearly, and everyone heard it.

More than 100 people came to see Chi Yan this time.

These more than 100 people have been selected, have not made mistakes in the streets, and have solved civilian problems.

The person who asked the question quickly closed his mouth, his cheeks flushed, and he lowered his head.

Just when no one knew how long they had to wait, clear footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

There are only two words in everyone's mind - here we come!

Du Lu swallowed, and turned his head to look impatiently.

He has never seen the new king, but he has heard stories about the new king from many people. He knows that the new king was once just a lord appointed by the Holy Court, who only owned a small manor, and then he became so inexplicably The lords of Saket and other cities were then called to the holy city by the Holy Court because of the Prayer Day, and then they never left and became the new king instead.

What's even more amazing is that his crown was taken over from the queen.

So these descendants of nobles can still survive.

Otherwise, once a war is launched, many people will definitely die, and they don't think they won't die.

But Dulu had heard the baroness tell her mother that the new king is a very cruel person. The soldiers of Ferlando slaughtered the village and occupied the city before. The new king obviously has a strong force, but he didn't send troops to attack. There was no organization. Just to force the queen to abdicate on her own initiative.

Du Lu didn't understand at that time, and asked, "He is such a cruel person, how can the common people support him!"

The lady told him: "Because this is the least price to pay, if he starts a war, the nobles and the royal family will become one, and more people will die."

"Then it's not a matter of a village or a city, but a country."

"Even if he wins, what he gets is a country that is riddled with holes and has lost nearly half or even more than half of its population."

The wife also told him: "Don't believe that there are absolutely good or bad people in this world. You have to think from his perspective, distinguish the pros and cons, and you will understand why he made such a choice."

"But it's fine for us that he did that."

Du Lu didn't understand at the time, and asked, "Where is it?"

Madam: "If he goes to war with the royal family, will we still have peaceful days? Will the civilians still be as peaceful as they are now?"

Dulu: "But he is doing it for his own benefit!"

Madam smiled and said, "So what? Dulu, don't look at what he did, but look at the results of what he did. The results are already very good."

Dulu remembered again that his mother had said that he was stupid.

"As stupid as your father."

He didn't believe it before, but now he does.

He is indeed not a smart person. Many things have to be explained to him many times before he can understand, and he is not flexible.

Duru looked towards the door.

He wanted to know what kind of person the new king, who was highly respected by his wife, was like.

Whether he is strong or thin, fortitude or weakness, handsome or ugly.

Du Lu was full of curiosity about the new king.

The door was slowly pushed open by the servant, and the new king of Kentis finally appeared in front of everyone.

Dulu saw a young man, he should be as tall as himself, wearing a muslin robe, the white robe was not decorated much, not even wearing jewelry, like a poor commoner, he has a black hair His long hair was tied behind his head with cloth strips, his skin was also very fair, and he looked very handsome. It seemed that he was not a king, but a flamboyant noble young master.

He looks so dignified, but he doesn't have the temperament of every previous king at all.

Every step he took toward them felt like stepping on them hard.

Dulu unconsciously held his breath.

He watched the new king come up the steps, watched the new king turn back to face them.

When the new king glanced at them, everyone lowered their heads unconsciously.

This is a gesture of surrender.

Not because of the identity of the new king, but because of the new king himself.

Chi Yan looked at this group of descendants of nobles, and knew that they could not be allowed to become officials now, they had to be educated first.

He cleared his throat. "I need to pick out from among you who will be the backbone of Kentis in the future."

"Not the lord, not the official, but the pillar."

"This country will become strong because of some of you, and even after thousands of years, his name will still be remembered."

"It's not because of the family, but yourselves. The family can only allow you to have a better background and obtain better resources, but it cannot make you become yourself."

"Now, let me see which of you are willing to pay for Kentis."

"Willing to leave the family and be yourselves."