Seeing the grand welcome procession at the city gate, Arthur leaned aside with interest, he turned over and dismounted, and walked to the city gate on foot.

"Arthur! Here, come here! ”

Arthur wanted to keep a low profile, but Miss Gina, who was standing beside Cepes, was absent-minded, and at a glance she saw her sweetheart through the crowd.

At the same time, Cepesz followed Gina's gaze and beckoned to Arthur, signaling him to hurry over.

In the midst of the nobles and noble ladies, and with many honorifics, Arthur finally came to Cepes.

Excited, Miss Gina wanted to hug Arthur, but her right hand was tightly grasped by Cepes.

"Arthur, you're back. Well, this tax journey has been quite smooth. ”

Gina was about to get rid of Cepes's groping hand when on the other side, Brayle's voice rang out.

"Your Excellency, everything is going well with the tax work, Lord Musman has returned to the Ottoman Empire with the tax money."

At this moment, the dying Musman is indeed staying with the taxes, but in a different way.

When the Ottomans found out that their tax collector had not returned, they would send someone to investigate, and it was estimated that it would be at least a month later.

By that time, Tepes had already been crowned, and everything had already settled.

"Well done, young people have a future, and in a few days, more important tasks will be given to you."

Braye did not have the slightest doubt about Arthur's report, and he would not know the whole truth until the moment he died.

Braye ignored Arthur no more, and Gina looked at him with a very complicated look.

She felt that the boy in front of her had become extremely unfamiliar.

It was as if there was another soul that had taken possession of his body.

It is Cepesh whose body is occupied by other souls, and this change in Arthur, which is obviously more appropriate to describe with the word 'mature'.

Under Tsepeche's influence, Arthur became more stoic, more tactful, and calmer in distress.

Although he is only sixteen years old, he has already changed from an impulsive boy to a mature man.

Arthur saw the change in Gina's eyes, and he had a lot to say in his heart, but in the end he could only smile slightly, and then with everyone, he looked into the distance.

A team of more than fifty people appeared on the edge of sight, two flags painted with family coats of arms, fluttering in the wind.

A banner depicts a shield, a helmet, an eagle looking back into the distance, and a sword-shaped cross.

On the other banner is an exaggerated double-headed eagle with its beak open and a long tongue like a hyacinth.

Needless to say, the former is the coat of arms of the Basarab family.

The latter, is the symbol of the Balkans, another glorious family, the Musat family.

Little Vladis delivered Tsepes's letters to Moldova and to their mother.

Forty-three-year-old Mary. Mushat. Basarab, with a pair of children, returned to Targoviste.

He was accompanied by Tsepes's uncle, Bogdan Mushat, and Tsepes's cousin, twelve-year-old Stefan.

That's why the front of the convoy is under the banner of the Musat family.

Led by Tsepes, the team greeted from outside the city slowly moved forward and finally met the convoy.

"Brother, I'll bring my mother back!"

Little Vladys burst out of the convoy and gave Cepes a big hug, followed by a somewhat shy little boy.

The little boy bowed slightly shyly and said:

"Hello cousin, I'm Stefan.

My father said that we met when we were children, but unfortunately I don't remember anymore. ”

Tsepes looked at his cousin, his eyes sparkled, and the future famous Grand Duke Stefan was actually a shy little Zhengtai when he was a child.

Feeling the eyes of Tsepesh's grandmother, Stefan's little face turned even redder.

Fortunately, at this moment, a hearty voice sounded.

"My dear nephew, I haven't seen him for ten years, come, let my uncle hug me, and see if my body is strong."

A strong man rolled over and dismounted, took a few steps forward, and took Cepes into his arms.

Feeling the huge power coming from the rib cage and smelling the smell of fish on the other party's body, Tsepeshi endured and endured it again and again, so that he did not vomit.

This guy should be Bogdan, why don't I just look at your son a few more times, why do you want to take revenge on me like this.

Confirming the identity of the other party, Cepes couldn't help but complain in his heart.

It took nearly half a minute of hugging before Bogdan let go of Cepes.

Taking a big breath of fresh air, Cepes, as if reborn, hurried to distance himself from Bogdan.

During this time, the carriage door opened, and two children, a man and a woman, jumped out of it happily.

"Brother, brother! Brother, brother! ”

The two children ran towards Cepes, but the object of their shouting was Vradis.

Tsepes took the lead and took the two children into his arms, one left and one right.

Almost at the same time, a noble lady wearing black velvet gloves and a long silk skirt with a dark purple collar slowly stepped out of the carriage.

The long skirt with a collar, highlighting the fullness of the chest, is the pride of this mother, who gave birth to six children.

Seeing Cepes, hugging her younger siblings, a trace of surprise flashed in Maria's eyes.

Knowing her son, Maria knew very well that Cepes had always disliked children, and this behavior was too abnormal.

However, she did not delve into this, but smiled and said:

"It seems that the two little ones get along well with their brother.

Furla, I haven't seen you for three years, my child, you've grown into an adult. ”

Tsepes put the two children back on the ground, stepped forward with an excited expression, and gently hugged his mother.

"Mother, I haven't seen you for three years, and you are still the brightest pearl in the whole of Wallachia."

"No, no, the whole of Moldova should be added."

The mother and son chatted briefly, and Braye on the side took the initiative to come up and said with a smile:

"Hello noble lady, I, as the Ottoman envoy, welcome you back to Targoviste."

The hostess came home and asked for an outsider to welcome her, which sounded ironic enough.

Clearly, Braye was trying to assert his authority, just as he had let Tepes sleep in his groom.

Lady Mary, since she was a child, has been accustomed to all kinds of intrigue and intrigue among the aristocracy.

Not long ago, she lost her husband and son in a conspiracy to assassinate.

So for her, it's just an Ottoman envoy, a small scene.

Pulling up the corners of her skirt and squatting slightly, Madame Maria said without humility or arrogance:

"Hello Mr. Special Envoy, thank you for going out and I hope you will feel as comfortable in Wallachia as you are at home."

There is still half a month to go, and Tepes doesn't want to, so he will tear his face with Bula now.

So, he immediately started a round.

"Mother, envoy, the palace chef has prepared delicious dishes, many of which are new dishes that I have designed, so let's hurry up and taste them."

In the past two months, Tsepes has really not been idle, and has already researched seven or eight oriental dishes.

Xiao long bao, big steamed dumplings, pot stickers, wontons, fried fritters, Wallachians who have eaten it all say it is good.

Tsepes devoted all his energy to the study of gastronomy for two purposes.

First, to make his life more comfortable, he planned everything for this.

Second, it made Braye think that he was a gentleman who couldn't support the wall with mud, so he took it even more lightly.

ps: At that time, the Grand Duchess was actually 53 years old, don't be serious...

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