Seeing the Duke looking crazy, Sieg was startled. The Duke's facial expression was distorted, his eyes were filled with anger, and he was staring at him ferociously, as if he regarded himself as some huge enemy. The fierce murderous intent in his eyes made Siege couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
"Your Majesty the Duke... you..."
"What am I!" Rody growled: "What's going on? That bastard emperor dares to rob me... my sister!!" He almost blurted out the words "my woman", but fortunately even if he changed it He said it, but the anger in his heart did not diminish at all.
As soon as he said these words, everyone in the room was so frightened that their hearts almost jumped out of their chests - "Bastard Emperor"? ? Just kidding, what are these words? This is simply treason! Even if everyone thinks that the emperor is not a good thing, you can just think about it in your heart, how can you say it? ?br>
Sieg subconsciously glanced at the governor, but before he could see the governor's expression clearly, Rody's eyes turned red. He grabbed Sieg's collar and shouted: "Please tell me clearly! Just tell me what you know." What!"
Sieg panicked for a moment. This man who had never even frowned in the bloody battlefield felt an inexplicable fear in his heart at this moment. He only felt that the Duke was really angry, and he had already started to kill in his heart. meaning! If he didn't answer carefully, he might really kill him.
The people around were also stunned. Governor Schier forced a smile and said: "Your Majesty the Duke, this... if your sister can be married by His Majesty the Emperor as a royal concubine, it will be the glory of your family... You..."
Before he could finish speaking, Roddy went up and kicked him out of the door, then turned around and glared at Sieg: "Why are you still in a daze! Say it!"
Sieg trembled and saw that the powerful governor was kicked out by the Duke. His mind suddenly became more flexible and he opened his mouth and said: "Your Excellency, this matter is the biggest news in the imperial capital right now. And the news coming from the palace is probably not false. I have been traveling day and night just to report to you..." At the end of the sentence, looking at Rody's expression of wanting to eat someone, he said "good news". No words finally came out.
After taking a breath, Sieg continued: "His Majesty the Emperor said at the beginning of this month that he would marry a princess. Everyone thought that His Majesty was going to marry Miss Qiaoqiao..." At this point, he secretly glanced at Roddy. At a glance, he saw that there was nothing unusual about the Duke's face, so he calmly continued: "Your Majesty's admiration for Miss Qiaoqiao is known to many people in the imperial capital. But in the end, several old guys from the royal family objected, and several of His Majesty's All the elders are opposed to His Majesty marrying Miss Qiaoqiao. It is said that some of Miss Qiaoqiao's daily behavior makes the old guys in the royal family displeased, and they think that her daily behavior is not in line with the majesty of the royal family... "
"Then what do these things have to do with Nicole? How come they are related to Nicole?" Roddy stared.
"Is this..." Sieg's face looked a little strange: "Your Majesty, the question you asked is a bit unwise... It is certain that His Majesty the Emperor will marry a new concubine... You know, His Majesty is already very old. Little, but the queen has not given birth to a prince yet... The throne of the empire is still vacant... So it is imperative to marry a princess this time. Originally, His Majesty intended to marry Miss Qiao Qiao. The young lady's family status is worthy of the royal family, but firstly, the elders of the royal family can't stand Miss Qiaoqiao's behavior, and secondly... Hehe, I heard that the emperor's mother was very worried about this. What are you pointing at His Majesty's nose and scolding, 'We already have a hen that can't lay eggs at home, do we want to get another hen that can't lay eggs from their house?'... Hehe, this is not what I, Sieg, said? . But we all think privately that your sister is the best candidate for the imperial concubine. Miss Nicole is young, beautiful and smart, and is the eldest daughter of the first family in the empire. She is a loyal minister no matter what. Under any circumstances, Miss Nicole is the best candidate! And to be honest...if Miss Nicole had been born more than ten years earlier, she would have been the queen."
Rody gritted his teeth, his expression even more horrifying: "What did you say!"
Sieg looked confused: "Your Majesty Duke, why are you so angry... This... This is a good thing. The Tulip family has a princess, that... is not bad..."
Rody's eyes widened and he was so frightened that Zig swallowed all the words that followed. Rody looked furious and his face turned red. He finally gritted his teeth and said, "Where is Nicole? How is she now?"
"Well, I don't know. Before I came here, I went to say goodbye to Miss, but I didn't see her. Miss Nicole is now closing the door tightly, not going out, and not seeing anyone... these There are a lot of people coming to visit in Tiandi Capital. When they heard that our young lady from the Tulip family was going to be canonized as a royal concubine, they all came to congratulate her. "
Rody shook his head and let go of Sieg's hand. He gritted his teeth and walked back and forth in the room several times.
Sieg and Lant both looked strange, and they felt that the Duke's reaction was really hard to understand: The emperor wanted to marry his sister, and he didn't steal his wife and marry his mother, so why should he look so sworn in?
Tian Lie next to him was very happy. He waited patiently for them to finish, rolled his eyes, and smiled: "Boy, how are you? It seems that the emperor is an interesting guy. He wants to marry your sister. , I'm embarrassed to burn his palace... Hehe."
His words of "marry your sister" clearly added fuel to the fire, which made Luo Di furious and gave Tian Lie a fierce look. Tian Lie clearly knew that Rody's duke status was fake, but he said such words at this moment. Wasn't he just deliberately adding fuel to the fire
After a moment of silence, Rody finally suppressed the shock and anger in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Get ready, I want to go back to the Imperial Capital!"
Sieg and Lant were both dumbfounded, and then both of them tried to persuade them. As a general of the army, it would be a grave sin to return to the imperial capital without His Majesty's summons! Sieg even said in a hurry: "Your Majesty, Duke, why are you in a hurry to go back? When His Majesty marries Miss Nicole, you will naturally be called back to attend the wedding... Ah!" Before he could finish speaking, he looked at Luo Di rushed up and pulled out the sword from Qiege's waist, then gave it a weak blow and said decisively: "I have decided to go back! If you don't want to, just stay here! I'll go alone!" Throwing the sword on the ground, he strode back.
Tian Lie followed behind laughing and joking, leaving only Zig and Lant looking at each other.
At this time, Governor Scheer finally ran in angrily from outside. He was kicked out by Rody and fell completely. Even though he was covered in fat, it took him a long time to stand up in pain. However, he just saw the Duke looking like he was going to kill someone and didn't dare to come in. See Roddy go now. Then he broke in and cursed: "Duke Tulip! I am the governor conferred by His Majesty the Emperor! How dare you hit me? I will definitely sue you! I..."
After catching a glimpse of Sieg's cold eyes, the Governor subconsciously closed his mouth. Sieg said coldly: "Your Majesty the Governor, if you want to deal with our Duke, you'd better weigh your own weight first. Our Duke casually killed two garrison commanders in the northwest, one of whom was also a noble. In Xilin The province suppressed the rebellion and killed more imperial officials... Is your neck tougher than the scimitar warriors of the Dayue Kingdom? Very good, you might as well give it a try... The Duke is so angry that he has nowhere to go. Hair!”
Ignoring the cold sweat on the Governor's head, Zigra took Lant and strode back to chase after Rody.
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Father Ali can be regarded as the most famous person in the surrounding area. This is not because he opened a hotel within a radius of dozens of miles - after all, this is quite remarkable. This place is located on the transportation thoroughfare of the empire, and merchants from all over the world gather here. But there is only a hotel like his nearby, and it is so profitable that you can laugh even in your dreams.
But what Father Ali is most famous for is his temper. The old guy is not young yet, but his temper is as irritable as a fierce horse. Even though he is old, he will roll up his sleeves and stare at someone, and even pull out a machete to look for someone to fight.
Who can compete with a person like him for business? It definitely won't work if you come here to do it arbitrarily. Who doesn’t know that Father Ali was a cavalry member of the Northwest Army when he was young? It is said that he killed several people on the battlefield! The rusty machete he carried with him all day was said to have been snatched from the hands of barbarians on the northwest grasslands. Coming to Yin? It's even more impossible. Father Allie's son is now the captain of the garrison cavalry in a nearby town. Isn't he afraid that someone will bring a team of cavalry to the door
With these, Father Ali can almost walk sideways in the neighborhood. No one dared to compete with him for business in the hotel he opened. But to be honest, although Father Ali is very powerful, he is very disciplined in his business. Guests from all over the country seem to like to stay at his place. When I have nothing to do, I drink two glasses of wine. When my father is drunk, he will blush and talk about the glorious history of how he killed those barbarians in the northwest. At present, the empire is declining day by day, and people tend to like to immerse themselves in the glory of the past. Besides, those who are walking outside like to hear the strange things that Dad tells me. Although Dad looks scary, he is still very kind as long as he is not angered.
Dad was not drunk that night. He was sitting in the hotel lobby drinking lazily. A pair of eyes kept looking back and forth. I don’t know what happened recently. The business of the hotel seems to be a lot bleak. It’s boring to tell the stories he told over and over again. Although the guests still listen to them with interest, he himself knows that he is getting older and older. Some The memory is already a little blurry. There were not many guests tonight, and they were all waiting for him to tell stories, but he himself seemed unable to get up any energy. After thinking about it, I am still worried about that matter.
My son is doing well in the local garrison, and I recently heard that he is going to be promoted to captain. But the garrison commander was too greedy. Although he didn't say it clearly, his words clearly meant that he was asking for money. Dad finally opened a hotel, but after all, he wasn't from a wealthy family, but that damn commander actually hinted that he wanted a hundred gold coins—fuck him, why didn't he grab it? How dare a commander be so greedy
If the old Duke was the commander of the Northwest Army back then, who would dare to do this? Aren't you afraid of being beheaded
Thinking of this, Dad smiled bitterly in his heart. The current empire is getting worse and worse. I heard that the Northwest Army suffered a huge defeat and lost more than half of its troops. In the end, if the little Duke hadn't brought the Thunder God's Whip to the rescue, the Northwest would have been doomed.
Alas, Almighty God bless the little Duke! The Tulip family is the last supporter of the empire...
While thinking wildly, the sound of rapid horse hooves was heard outside, and the sound of horse hooves stopped outside the store. Dad could tell just by listening that those riding horses were excellent riders! Isn't it? The sound of the horse's hooves sounded so rapid, but it stopped immediately outside the store, and there was no sound of people shouting and neighing. This requires excellent riding skills!
He led his men out of the store and saw a dozen strong men dismounting their horses. They handed the horses to the servants in the hotel and walked into the hotel surrounded by a young man.
Dad looked over and felt a little strange.
Judging from the way they walk, these people all look like soldiers! This dad can’t be wrong! Soldiers walk absolutely differently from ordinary civilians! Although they are all wearing civilian clothes, they walk with their heads held high and their steps steady. At first glance, they are good soldiers who have undergone rigorous training! At least the murderous aura faintly exuding from his body is absolutely genuine! Apart from anything else, the soldiers in the nearby garrison did not have this kind of aura!
Dad is almost certain that these people are not only soldiers, but also soldiers who have been on the battlefield and seen blood!
The faces of more than a dozen people were dusty and tired, as if they had traveled a long way, but their eyes were very resolute!
These people must be soldiers! But which team is it that has such good quality? Dad was a little confused.
This kind of spirit can almost catch up with the most elite soldiers of the Duke when he was in the Northwest Army! Does the current empire still have such an elite army
Humph... Dad smiled and remembered the last time he went to the Imperial Capital and saw a few guys from the Central Cavalry Corps on the streets of the Imperial Capital. Are those people known as the strongest elites in the Empire? Looking at how loose they all looked, if I had been young, I would have been able to beat three or five of them!
Doubtless, Dad still cheered up and went to say hello. He was born in the military, and he had a good impression of these guests who clearly had a military aura. I was able to endure my bad temper, and I was busy busying myself.
It's just that these guests seem a little strange. No matter how they walk, the dozen or so people seem to be vaguely guarding the young man in the middle.
The young man looked quite pleasing to the eye, and he was very strong. He seemed to be a good officer. It's just that he doesn't seem to be in good spirits and his eyes are a little gloomy. That blond hair shows that he has aristocratic blood - are there still such people among the aristocrats today? Among the young nobles that Dad has seen nearby, which one is not full of fat and wretched and despicable appearance
Realizing that several young waitresses in the store couldn't help but glance at the young officer, Dad couldn't help coughing twice, but he heard a harsh laugh: "Boy, boy! Look, Those girls are all looking at you... Haha."
Dad frowned... Well, this fat man looks like a "standard" noble, a fat idiot.
More than a dozen people were eating in the hall. It seemed like they would stay here tonight.
But when he saw them eating, Dad frowned. That young officer seemed to have a lot of airs. He and the fat man ate alone, while a dozen other people stood and watched. I don't even dare to sit down... Hehe, as an officer, you don't know how to sympathize with your subordinates. It seems that you are not a good person... It's a pity that you have a good skin in vain.
What makes Dad strange is that the dozen or so people standing guard didn't have any dissatisfaction on their faces. Even their eyes occasionally glanced at the young man in the middle, and they showed the kind of true sincerity in their eyes. Respect is unadulterated!
The young man seemed to have something on his mind, but he ate the most delicious roast mutton in his store, but he put down his knife and fork after a few bites, then waved his hand and asked someone to take him to the room. The people under his command seemed to be very cautious, not daring to say a word, as if they were afraid that they would make him angry if they said something wrong... Alas, he is young and a noble, so he has what he wants and what else to worry about. ? Much better than civilians.
A tallest man accompanied the young man and the fat man upstairs to the room. The remaining dozen or so people finally sat down to eat. It seemed that they felt a lot more relaxed all of a sudden. They started talking and laughing during the conversation.
It's just that they all seemed to be paying attention, and they just casually said something like how tired they were from traveling, or how good the meat was. Even though my father was extremely curious and sat not far away with his ears propped up, he couldn't hear anything that could satisfy his curiosity.
Occasionally, I heard them say, "I have been traveling for three days and three nights in a row." This made my father want to laugh.
Riding on horseback for three days and nights? It’s simply impossible! Even an iron man is tired and has to lie down! When I was young, were the cavalry of the Northwest Army good enough? Traveling for a day and a night at most is not enough.
Besides, even if there is a rush march in the army, there are still spare horses. Each of these people has one horse and rides for three days and three nights? The horse is not good either. After a long journey, the horse is tired, how can we still fight
Thinking of this, Dad laughed again in his heart. It seems to me that I have relapsed into an old habit. It's not like we're fighting a war, so why should we care about horsepower? When the horse is tired, just stop and rest.
After taking a look at these guys sitting together and eating heavily, Dad curled his lips... Hum, young people just like to brag. Three days and nights? Do you think you are the "Thunder God's Whip" back then
He stood up, stretched his waist, and asked his subordinates to bring a bottle of wine. Dad remembered his heroic appearance when he rode horses on the grassland, and couldn't help but drink a few more glasses.
As people get older, their ability to drink is not what it used to be. After drinking two bottles of wine in a row, my face became hot and my mind became a little confused. Several nearby guests gathered around laughing and asked Dad to tell stories about that year.
Dad had a fever after drinking, and on a whim, he couldn't help but pull open his clothes, revealing the strong muscles and a deep scar on his chest. He talked about the story of how his team was ordered to surprise the barbarians on the grassland.
He was frothing for a while, and when he got up, he couldn't help but strike with both hands, just like when he used a knife to strike those barbarians. The guests who gathered around to listen to the story stretched their necks. Occasionally, my father's spit would hit someone's face, but he didn't care at all. He would cheer loudly when he heard it.
Dad was also confused for a moment, and the more he spoke, the more exaggerated he became. In the end, he even exaggerated the heroic deeds of the year ten times, and his own heroic strength by twenty times.
Just as he was saying "I split the barbarian's shield with a knife, then cut off his head, and lifted it away with one kick..." When he was talking happily, a "poof" laughter suddenly came from the side. There was a hint of mockery in the laughter.
Dad was stunned for a moment, looked along the laughter, and saw one of the dozen guys. The dozen or so people were eating and watching me brag with interest. The laugh just now was made by one of them.
Dad is getting a little angry. After telling stories for so many years, who dares to express even the slightest doubt about his heroic deeds? Humph, that guy from the local security station back then, just because he didn't believe in me, didn't he get scolded by me and never dare to provoke him again? These guys... hum, young people know a lot! When I traveled across the northwest, you were still drinking milk!
"Hey! That boy! Why are you laughing? Isn't it wrong to laugh at what I said?" The father drank with the strength of the wine.
The young soldier who laughed just now shook his head: "Boss, I believe everything you said, but there is something wrong when you said you split their shields... It seems that the scimitar warriors of the Big Moon Kingdom do not use shields. "
Dad blushed and was speechless. There were so many pairs of eyes looking at him, so how could he show cowardice at this moment? He bit the bullet and said, "What do you know? Those barbarians generally don't use shields. Those who use shields are high-level cavalry! They are all high-level warriors!"
The guy shook his head again and said: "This is even more wrong. The senior warriors of the Dayue Kingdom are all cavalry captains. Those barbarians are naturally brave and never like to use shields. They don't even like to wear armor in order to show off their bravery. , often charging in a fur coat, armor and a shield, and would be ridiculed as a coward."
The father immediately became angry: "Do you think I am only qualified to kill cowards! What do you know! Have you ever been to the northwest? Have you seen those barbarians? I was a member of the Northwest Army back then! The barbarians killed seventeen Eight!"
"Seventeen or eighty!" The man looked a little strange and immediately exclaimed: "Then your military merit is not low! According to the rules of the Northwest Army, whoever kills five people will be rewarded with fifty gold coins, and whoever kills ten people will be rewarded with one gold coin. With one hundred gold coins, you can be promoted to squad leader, and if you kill seventeen or eight people, you can already be the legion commander's personal soldier!"
These words were full of respect, but they sounded thorny in Dad's ears. The taste was completely different, as if the other party was mocking him. He knew in his heart that his military merit record back then was only for killing two barbarians. In fact, the other one was the head of a dead barbarian that he cut off from the battlefield.
The father was speechless, and finally said angrily: "You young guy, you know nothing! Do you think anyone can be the legion commander's personal soldier?"
"Then you must be a squad leader!" the guy asked, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Dad couldn't keep his face off anymore. People around him knew his background. They all knew that he was just a cavalryman back then, not a captain. Now I can't blow it even if I want to.
Dad stood up immediately and shouted: "You little bastard, you don't know anything! What your grandfather was talking about was back then, you know nothing! When I was riding horses in the northwest, you weren't even born yet!" After finishing it, he pulled out his rusty scimitar and shouted: "Have you seen this thing? Tell you! This is what I snatched from the barbarians! The best scimitar on the grassland!"
When the other guests nearby watched these dozen people come in, many of them had already cast curious glances. They all think these are a bit weird. Now seeing that they were arguing with their father, they all started to make noises and watched this new thing happily from the sidelines - people who are away from home are already very curious in their hearts.
His first two sentences were already a bit hurtful. The young man's face showed anger, and he was about to retort when a man next to him who seemed to be their leader suddenly darkened his face and whispered: "Shut up! Have you forgotten my order? Stop talking more!" The leader was only a few years older than the others. His face turned serious at this moment, and the person who spoke immediately lowered his head and closed his mouth.
The leader stood up and said loudly: "Boss, this brother of mine drank some wine and talked a few nonsense, please don't mind." After speaking, he shouted in a low voice: "Come up here after you finish eating!"
More than a dozen people put down their knives and forks at the same time, stood up, turned and walked towards the stairs.
It's just that the young man still had a bit of injustice on his face. When he walked past his father, he deliberately made a big move and inadvertently lifted up his coat. His father's eyes were stunned for a moment... Under the coat, there was a hanging What he was holding was a scimitar. The scabbard of the scimitar had clear lines, and there was a wolf head at the end of the handle!
Watching these people striding upstairs, Dad felt relieved.
He has been in the northwest for so many years, so he naturally knows what the scimitar with the wolf head means!
At that time, the old Duke saw that the barbarians were powerful with scimitars, so he specially established a new army. Everyone in that army carried scimitars. The hilts of the scimitars were carved with wolf heads, and they were called the Wolf Fang Army!
At that time, the Wolf Fang Army were all warriors selected from the Northwest Army! It can be said that the entire 20,000-strong Wolf Fang Army is the most elite cavalry regiment in the Northwest Army! The soldiers of the entire Northwest Army regard it as the highest honor to join the Wolf Fang Army!
But later, the old Duke was transferred from the Northwest Army to the commander of the "Thunder God's Whip", and the Wolf Fang Army was also transferred to the Central Cavalry Corps along with the old Duke.
In other words... these young people are soldiers of the Spike Army... the real "Thunder God's Whip"!
Dad immediately became dejected...hell, he was bragging about his military exploits in front of the most elite soldiers in the empire. The young officer I met just now is probably a high-ranking nobleman, perhaps someone like the commander under the current young Duke!
I don't even see this kind of person normally!
Feeling sulky, I stopped telling my father's stories and stopped drinking. The crowd dispersed and went outside to get some fresh air.
Unknowingly, I walked to the stable and looked at the dozens of strong and sturdy horses in the stable. My father was a cavalryman, so he naturally knew horses. It was immediately apparent that these horses were truly good horses. Not to mention the garrison cavalry where my son was, even in the Northwest Army back then, such good horses were rare!
Moreover, it is already known to everyone that the officers of the Imperial Army are losing air force expenses, and most of the horses used by the cavalry are inferior in quality. There is a big price difference between good horses and bad horses, and the price difference is naturally pocketed by those greedy officers.
Dad couldn't help but walked up and gently stroked the horse's head... I haven't seen such a good horse in many years!
In the middle of a trance, I suddenly felt a pain in my back, as if something sharp had hit me, and then a voice sounded behind my head: "Don't move!"
Dad's muscles all over his body immediately tensed up. Based on experience, he could feel that the opponent was using a sword.
The voice sounded a little vague, and even though the other party tried his best to cover it up, my father, who had lived for decades, still recognized that the other party was a woman.
"Are you the owner of this hotel? Let me ask you, why are you here looking at these horses? Do you want to do something bad?"
Dad suddenly twisted his body, took a step away from the opponent's sword, then turned around to catch the opponent.
The man behind him smiled coldly. As soon as Dad turned around, he felt pain under his ribs. Then his whole body became numb, his body became stiff and he couldn't move.
No one can be seen in front of him, not to mention catching the other person, not even a corner of the other person's clothes can be seen.
A sneer came from behind, that person was actually still behind him!
"Be honest. You'd better tell me honestly, what do you want to do?" Although his back was turned to the other party, Dad suddenly felt a chill piercing his whole body. The bone-chilling murderous intent made Dad feel chilly in his heart.
The father gritted his teeth: "I didn't want to do anything, I just wanted to see these horses! I used to be a soldier, and when I saw these people looked like those in the army, I became curious, so I came out to see their horses! I am Those who run hotels are not those who run illegal stores!”
There was silence for a while, and then the voice slowly said: "Very good, I believe you." Suddenly, a "ding" sound was heard, and two gold coins flew out from behind and landed on the ground in front of Dad.
"I'll give you these two gold coins to feed these horses with the best fodder. They will have to go on their way tomorrow!" After saying this, there was no sound behind him.
Dad suddenly felt his body relax, and the murderous aura that made him stiff had disappeared. When he turned around and looked around, there was no figure behind him.
His body was covered in cold sweat, and when the cold wind blew, his body felt weak. He looked at the shiny gold coins on the ground and bent down to pick them up. Looking at the heavy gold coins in his hand, he was a little confused.
Suddenly he saw a long shadow on the ground illuminated by the moonlight from the sky. My father was startled and couldn't help but look up and saw a man standing on the roof of the stable.
The man stood under a bright moon, his face hidden in the darkness. He was dressed in gray clothes and carried a long, strange-shaped bow behind his back.
Dad was startled and couldn't help but want to shout.
The man suddenly stretched out a finger, pointed at his mouth, and then shook his head.
After all, Dad was a man who had been on the battlefield, so he calmed down immediately. Just looking at this man standing on the roof of the stable, with his clothes fluttering in the night, it really feels a bit ghostly.
The man pointed to the stable under Dad, then pointed to the gold coin in Dad's hand and made a gesture.
Dad's eyes lit up. He recognized that this gesture was used in the army and meant "feed the horse", "morrow morning", and "quickly move"!
He was stunned for only a moment, and then the figure disappeared...
It's really a ghost tonight... This is the only thought in Dad's mind at the moment.
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