Gawain saw the prince in the reception room, and Rebecca who was dragged by Gawain to see the world was present at the same time.
Edmund Moen, the most important heir of Francis II, King of Ansu. Gao Wen didn't know the prince before, but for this trip to the capital, he specially asked Hetty and Viscount Andrew to learn a lot about the contemporary royal family, so he knew a lot about the contemporary royal family.
Francis II is now old, but he has few heirs. Except for the youngest son Edmund Moen, he only has one son and one daughter. Among them, the eldest son Wales is extremely mediocre, and he is cowardly and not good at strategy. It was the old king's heart disease, but the old king had only one son in the first half of his life, so Wales was established as the crown prince for seventeen years, but later, Francis II got a son when he was old, and a favorite concubine His son gave birth to a pair of twins for him, Princess Veronica Moen and Prince Edmund Moen.
Compared with the mediocre eldest son Wales, the twin siblings can be said to have been born out of nowhere. They showed outstanding talents at a very young age-whether martial arts or wisdom were highly praised by their court teachers. The old king, who had been worrying about the issue of heirs, was saved. Without much hesitation, he canceled the eldest son's status as crown prince and prepared to transfer the inheritance rights to his new children.
The ruling and opposition parties had no objection to this, and even the Prince of Wales accepted this arrangement indifferently.
Ansu's succession to the throne is not limited to men and women, but in the end the crown prince still fell on Edmund Moen, not because of the old king's arrangement, but because Princess Veronica voluntarily renounced it before the announcement of the new crown prince The succession to the throne, and converted to the Church of the Holy Light, became a nun in the Radiant Cathedral (now promoted to a high-ranking priest), which was obviously the result of an arrangement in advance—the old king logically sent his blessing to his daughter, And sent her into the church, and then made Edmund the crown prince, so the inheritance of the Ansu royal family was completed in a fairly stable situation.
Many people think that Princess Veronica's "conversion" is actually a move by the royal family. Through this method, King Ansu placed high-ranking members with royal blood in the self-contained Church of the Holy Light, and one who gave up The right to inherit the throne and the princess who wholeheartedly converts to the God of Holy Light is indeed a character that the church cannot refuse—no matter in terms of symbolism or benefits. But at the same time, there are also opposite opinions, who believe that this is a sign of the growing influence of the Church of the Holy Light and its erosion of the royal family.
There are quite a few holders of both opinions, but in Gao Wen's opinion, they should all be strategic fools, after all, they are just blind...
Gao Wen was not interested in the division of interests behind these royal family stories—or in other words, he was not yet able to think about these divisions of interests, so he just focused on the young man in front of him.
Edmund Moen was a very handsome man, with both a heroic temperament and a calm and bookish atmosphere. His behavior was as standard as a textbook. After meeting, he only said hello, and Gawain and Rebecca muttered to each other. : "See, learn a little - don't just think about killing people with big fireballs all day long."
Rebecca wanted to remind the old ancestor that he was the one who urged him to hit someone with a fireball just now, but he didn't dare to say anything because he was afraid of being beaten.
Edmund had a thoughtful smile on his face: "I hope you can get used to living here. If the servants and maids are not in place, you can directly tell Butler James."
"Don't worry, there's nothing I'm more used to than living in my own home," Gawain sat down on the high-back chair, "You guys have kept this place well, basically the same as it was seven hundred years ago... You even kept it It’s really good enough to restore my favorite tea set. Sit down, you’re welcome.”
"Keeping the former residence of the hero is to defend our glory," Edmund said with curiosity and respect, "I am not afraid of your jokes when I tell it. I grew up listening to your stories, and I even collected a set The replicas of old weapons and armor are in the room, dreaming that one day you can expand the territory and defend the people like you... It's a pity that no matter whether you are a crown prince or a king, you can't live so casually."
Gao Wen looked the prince up and down several times, until the prince moved uncomfortably and said, "Is there something wrong with me?"
"Talk to me more openly, don't act like you are facing a rigid old man," Gao Wen waved his hand, "I died seven hundred years ago, but I was only thirty-five when I died, not much older than you. "
Edmund showed a bit of embarrassment: "Um, you're right, I can't help but add those seven hundred years to your age..."
"There must still be a generation gap of seven hundred years," Gao Wen smiled. "For example, when we spoke back then, we were much more straightforward than modern people. We only need to fight or drink together to get to the point, but the modern People have to be polite for a long time."
Edmund froze for a moment, then laughed suddenly, as if relieved: "Let me just say, you won't be as difficult to deal with as my father thought—he also told me to pay attention to etiquette for a long time. Told him too much nonsense is annoying."
"Look, I really like this way of speaking," Gao Wen nodded, "Then just tell me, you came here today to find out what I have to say?"
"... You are too straightforward..."
"The ancients were outspoken," Gao Wen waved his hands, thinking that anyway, those guys who had been dead for hundreds of years would not jump out of their graves and beat him. How come it fits, "So you don't have to hide it - your father sent you here to find out what I, who suddenly popped out of the grave, is going to do, right?"
Edmund shrugged: "This is not what my father meant—he is very cautious, even if he wants to understand your purpose, he would not do such a reckless thing as sending me to ask directly. This is what I mean, and I ... I'm really curious about your purpose."
Gao Wen motioned for the other party to continue talking.
"It's been so long since you woke up, you must know that many things have changed in the past 700 years, especially... the changes from a hundred years ago," Edmund said, looking at Rebecca, "you Are you here for the benefit of the Cecil family?"
"This question is too general. I am definitely here for the interests of the Cecil family, but what part of the interest is the focus?" Gawain glanced at the prince, "From my point of view, there is nothing I can ask for. At least, the most direct - the Cecil family's hereditary dukedom and southern fiefs are a big point that can be discussed, isn't it?"
Edmund was stunned for a moment, as if he was not sure whether Gao Wen was serious, but he still forced a smile and replied: "Your title and fief have been inherited by your descendants after your death. Then your descendants violated the laws of the kingdom and were unable to keep their titles and fiefs. All of this was done within the framework of the laws of the kingdom... "
Gawain adjusted his posture, approached Edmund, and said with a half-smile: "Yes, according to the laws of the kingdom, but according to the laws, my heirs can only fully inherit my title and fief after I die, and in my case While alive, only my eldest son has my second-level title and has limited 'jurisdictional power of attorney' (Note), while all Cecil's heirs except the eldest son have only noble status and do not hold Is there any juridical authority - obviously I'm alive now and there's nothing in Anzu's law that says how a dead man should define when his succession comes into effect and when it expires , and how to define the contradictions arising during the period of entry into force and expiration.”
(The right to act on behalf of the law refers to the right of qualified aristocratic heirs to act in the name of the family, enjoy corresponding privileges and bear corresponding risks and responsibilities in Ansu law.)
Edmund: "?!"
Gawain spread his hands: "So the first step is not valid-inheritance is invalid. The Grumman a hundred years ago should neither be a Marquis, nor should he have any legal power to act on behalf of the Cecil family. You just Taking something that wasn't in his hands from someone who had no right to inherit."
Rebecca stared blankly at her old ancestor, never expecting to have such an operation, while Amber, who was eavesdropping on the ear in the next room, turned her head and glanced at Knight Byron: "That's amazing—it's even better than me. Shameless!"
In front of Gao Wen, Prince Edmund's expression was on the verge of collapse. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he choked out a sentence: "But when the law was enacted, who would have thought that you would suddenly come back to life... What's more, You did die once."
"So, when you talk to me, put those logics and rules aside, they have been invalid when I unraveled the coffin," Gao Wen laughed, "Of course I am not talking about those who have been The confiscated fief and the title of my descendants came from it. I know what that prodigal son did a hundred years ago. I just want you to know that if I really want to discuss the inheritance interests of the Cecil family with you in the words of the Kingdom Code, there are really too many tricks to talk about-who let the inheritance right A whole bunch of articles revolve around whether I will die or not?"
"Okay, okay, I understand," Edmund raised his hand in surrender, "You said just now that people seven hundred years ago were straightforward and not good at deviating, but now it seems that you may be better than my debate instructor. Still difficult."
"I have not only experienced Anzu's barbaric age, but I have also experienced the heyday of the Gondor Empire, so don't underestimate the ancients seven hundred years ago," Gawain pouted, "When we were barbaric, we could drink blood like hair. , when we are elegant, we can give a red wine thirty-six names, and each name has a sonnet."
"... This is really powerful," Edmund was convinced, "Then can we talk in detail about what you are going to talk to my father at noon tomorrow..."
Gao Wen nodded, and said in his heart that it was exactly as he thought. Compared to the meeting in public at noon tomorrow, today is probably the real negotiation session...