Section 3 The King
In the mirror, the thin young man under the gorgeous clothes really looks like a flea in a gorgeous costume.
This dress will be uncomfortable with me for a day, and it is not a nuisance, but I always feel that it is a little illogical to put it on my dry wood-like body. The clothes are black for deacons, the cuffs are embroidered with the silver cheetah logo of the Earl's Court of Bella, and on the left chest is the golden tiger given by the royal family, which is really lifelike, and the king's high position is deeply pierced in the mysterious blood, penetrating through the thin coat, and directly injected into his heart that he can no longer feel beating at this time.
I, Bella Bell, have aspired since I was a child to be the sole heir to the most trusted Bella family, and now I am dressed in the clothes given by the royal family, but I should look very embarrassed. Even though the golden lion on the edge of the pure black hat is still sleeping, it still transmits that unknown spirituality to the owner of the hat through dreams, and is absolutely loyal.
Today is the forty-first birthday of King Tucker, and as my father has not returned from an absence a few days ago, as the sole bloodline of the Earl's Court, I will wish the King a birthday on behalf of the entire family. Therefore, the gowns that would normally be displayed in the wardrobe are only today allowed to be inlaid on my ordinary body, which is a gift from the royal family. Contrary to my nervousness, Si Qi's outfit seemed unexpectedly well-fitting and generous. It is hard to imagine that there is such a withered garment, worthy of the strategist that even the king relies on!
The journey to the Imperial City was always long, was it because the winter cold froze the horses' pace? The footsteps seemed so heavy. Maybe it was the approach of the solemn atmosphere of the imperial city that made it a little confused and hesitated? I remember going to the Imperial City when I was very young, it was my father who won the battle, and I was naïve and ignorant and received special tolerance from the king, and was allowed to bring into the Imperial City to receive the supreme glory bestowed by the royal family. From that day on, I was determined to dedicate my life to the royal family and to my king.
"The young master's thoughtful look is really cute!"
I really admire Si Qi, who still has a wood-like expression when he says such a cute sentence, and no one else can complete such an amazing performance.
"Using 'cute' to describe the evil Bella nobleman who is about to become an adult is really a clumsy acting!"
I don't hate adjectives like 'cute,' but it's ridiculous to use them to describe me.
"The young master really doesn't show mercy to jokes!"
It's really a frivolous but graceful evaluation, and it's hard to take the topic on.
"Si Qi, why do you say that the lion and the tiger appear together?"
"The life that God fabricated at the same time when He conceived all things!"
Strange question, strange answer.
"What a frivolous fabrication! I'm referring to the embroidery on the clothes, the royal family has two symbolic beasts? ”
"Well, maybe they're father and son!"
"What an irresponsible answer, the variability of species!"
"Who knows!"
This dialogue is really like talking to oneself, the bond that exists between the teacher and the student.
However, Si Qi does not seem to apply such a bad joke to the royal family that he respects, and the tone of speculation like this is exactly the style he is sure of. I lowered my head and looked at the tiger on my clothes.
This is definitely a majestic tiger, the fierce body seems to still have traces of predation in the forest, the chill in the vicious eyes is enough to make people freeze, and the sharp tiger claws are hidden under the seemingly warm fur, ready to move. With its wide mouth and unabashed tiger teeth, it seems that it is the hunter who will devour everything, the absolute overlord who can roar one side, the symbol of the king.
Take off your hat, it's much inferior. Although it is also a golden fur, it has a slightly weak body. The hazy eyes reveal the confusion of the world, the ignorance of the newly rooted teeth in the slightly open mouth, and the immature face is full of questions about all things. Such a lion cub that is still sleeping in swaddling clothes is really not as fast as the silver cheetah galloping on the grassland in the Earl's Court, that kind of swiftness, that kind of wildness.
Sure enough, Mr. Siqi is a person who knows how to be humorous, and he is still coldly humorous, but it seems illogical. I put on my hat and, like a clown who had been tricked, glanced at Si Qi who was closing his eyes and recuperating.
What an acrobatic trick! only to suddenly find that things are going wrong.
From the perspective of my approaching look at Si Qi's dress, the tiger king's nightmarish eyes are indeed mixed with more emotions and care? Expect? The landing point of that hesitant but determined look was the cute lion cub on the hat, weak but truly above the Tiger King. No, to be exact, it was the Tiger King who lifted the lion cub on its head with his strong body. This is
"Young Master, you seem to have found something interesting."
Can you already close your eyes and sense my demeanor?
"Sort of."
"Then the young master knows what to do?"
"Maybe you know, maybe you don't."
"It's not a friendly answer!"
I don't think outsiders can understand this kind of conversation, and whether they can understand it should be a very difficult matter. However, there is a tacit understanding between the two sides of the conversation, at least that's what I think unilaterally.
The carriage stopped.
"Young Master, the Imperial City has arrived."
The knight outside the carriage was Coats, the captain of my escort. He reminded me that I had reached a new starting point where it was time to disembark and begin walking, and that no carriage or horse except for the nobles of the imperial line was allowed to enter.
Jumping out of the carriage, the solemn imperial city was surrounded by suffocating air, but it was very fresh. The Earl's Court, which thought it was spacious, was nothing compared to the Imperial City. No, there is no comparison.
The road was spotless, with flowers on both sides, and there was no winter atmosphere at all, and even my heart became warm.
"Oh! Isn't this Count Bella? Why haven't you been seen lately? ”
It was a fat man who spoke, and his roundness could summarize his body and all his organs, and he could really use a lot less words. If I had to describe it, the barrel on the side of the road was a nice thing. Schi leaned in my ear and told me that he was the Earl of Reims, in charge of the country's cattle business, and that my mount had been selected from his pasture.
"Count Reims, it's a pleasure to meet you, but I'm Viscount Bella, and Count Bella's pen is my father."
"Why bother to see the outside like this! It is only a matter of time before Stern goes out to attack and break the Black Country, and it is only a matter of time before he is promoted to a marquis, and you will be an earl at that time. ”
This joke is really ironic! The seemingly docile words are like the rose in the corner, and the petals hide thorns.
"Hey, Lance, I've been fat like this in a few days, this boy is?"
It was a thin man who spoke, and it was very easy and appropriate to sum it up, and he had a terrifying piece of paper body than Schi. It was Earl Joy who had a monopoly on the country's tobacco business. The tobacco and tea in Earl's Court all originated in his tea plantations. Of course, it is also the knowledge that is being replenished.
"Don't you know? The son of the Count's Court of Bella, the son of General Bella. ”
"Oh, it's Ster's child, it's been a long time since I've seen your father."
"Thanks to the two of you, my father has been looking forward to getting together with the two uncles again, and I will invite you to the house another day!"
"Definitely, definitely."
They don't seem to know my father, but they've been close to me, and I'm close to the Earl's Court, and I'm also each other. Later, he got to know the Earl of Finson, who was in the steel business, and Viscount Ayew, who was in the fruit business. It's not so much an acquaintance, it's just a glance at each other in the crowd, and a fake greeting. As for the ironic conversations, I think Si Qi is better suited for that kind of role than I do.
"Young Master, do you know why those people came to shush the cold and ask for warmth?"
"Do business with the Earl's Court."
"That's just a small reason."
"Oh?"
"Young master, you remember that although we are counts, they are the same, but we are cronies of the royal family, and the counts have the command of the army. Their status comes from the accumulation of wealth, and there is no real power, that is, as long as you are willing, young master, you can deprive him of his current wealth and status, and elect a new person to replace their worthless position, which is the power given to us by the royal family. ”
"Absolute power?"
It may sound unreasonable, but there is a master-servant relationship.
At the end of the fragrant road is the inner city of the Imperial City, and the golden façade still cannot hide the mysterious aura of its interior. Completely different from the vague memory, the palace gate is made of green sandalwood from a small South American country, and the fragrant wood is replaced by a rich floral fragrance, but it complements each other so well. Two fierce tigers were carved on the door, roaring through the crowd, shocking the common people who trembled in their hearts. On either side were the barracks of the Royal Janissaries stationed. I heard that the Praetorian Guards are extremely skilled and physically strong, and their abilities are not below my father's. But when I think of this, I really have a sense of disdain, if that's the case, my father doesn't have to lead troops to the expedition every year, just find a forbidden army guard to lead the troops at will.
"Squeak"
The door opened, and the inside shimmered with dazzling golden light, and the guests were greeted by the Duke of Chaha, the younger brother of King Tucker, who held part of the imperial city's military power and was responsible for the security of the imperial city.
"Please take off your swords and daggers, and they will be returned to you at the end of the feast. The guards brought by the lords, we have arranged a place to rest, and we will give you warm hospitality. ”
Si Qi and I unloaded our swords, handed them to the guards, gave a few words to Coats, and entered the city first.
The corridors of the inner palace were quiet, and the echoes of footsteps could be heard, and only the shadows of two people were reflected on the gilded walls.
"Young Master, do you know why the others are still hesitating at the city gate?"
"Because of the fear in their hearts."
"What an interesting answer, what about you, young master?"
"Fear, to me, is just a noun, it can't dominate the spiritual world inside me!"
"What a bold conjecture, what did you just say to Coats?"
"It's the same as the teacher's explanation."
"Oh? You weren't there when I confessed! ”
"Hmph, at any time, your boss is only Count Bella, could it be that the teacher said something else?"
At the end, Si Qi pushed open the last door, very calm and elegant, Mu Ne's face seemed to be radiant, probably an illusion under the influence of gilding.
The moment the door was pushed open, the most dazzling place in the center, it was, King!
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