Chapter Ninety-Eight

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Mo Shi followed Goldmane's gaze and looked at the young men running back and forth on the hockey field.

At first Goldmane looked at his child, then at the red-haired young mane. Goldmane was also at that age, when he was also in the court, a companion to the prince, with a confused fate and naïve ambition. But now that he was about to turn 100 years old, he looked at the young man and saw the big red bird with its bloody mouth wide open and about to seize power in the center.

Mo Shi followed his gaze for a moment, then slowly stopped.

"Lord Duke, I have heard that you have repeatedly advised you that the war in the north should be put to rest as soon as possible. ”

This sentence attracted the Duke's attention back.

Moshi continued: "And I agree with you - the unrest in the north has been going on for too long. I don't understand why the king was reluctant to send troops to suppress it. I have also heard that you are even willing to send in a corps of five thousand men to help His Majesty in the Northern Expedition. ”

Goldmane looked back at him.

"You may think I'm on the side of the firebird," Moshi said with a smile, "but in reality, I only do what I think is right. And in the matter of the Northern War, I think your ideas are more correct and feasible than anyone else. ”

"There are not many people in this world who agree with me, and compliments don't mean anything to me. ”

That being said, Duke Goldmane's expression had clearly softened.

"I don't just say compliments, sir. ”

"What else would you want?"

"I am sure to convince the king. Mo Shidao.

Goldmane twitched his ears sharply.

He took a few steps closer to Mo Shi, shrouding Mo Shi in the shadow cast by his tall stature: "You want to convince the king to send troops, and you think you can do it?"

"Why don't you make a bet with me?"

Goldmane let out a snort from her nose. But after a while he spoke, "If you can really tell the king to send troops, what do you want?" and if your words are worthless, I will get nothing else from you." ”

"If I can't move the king, I voluntarily resign and leave the center. ”

Mo Shi's expression was calm, but he didn't mean to joke at all.

Duke Goldmane was speechless: "Well, it seems that you are very confident in yourself. ”

"And if I say that the king is moved—"

"I'll give you fifty gold coins. The Duke raised his head arrogantly, "Fill a whole parchment bag and send it to you." ”

"I would have said I didn't need anything. Mo Shi smiled, "But everyone in the world loves money, and I admit that fifty gold coins are attractive to me. ”

"I thought you were a 'saint'. ”

"I've never said that. ”

"You're a lot more interesting than I thought you would, Mr. Morse. The Goldmane Duke looked at him again for a moment, then shook his head and walked away, "I'll wait for good news - I just hope you don't let me down, and don't keep me waiting too long." ”

"Remember, Lord Duke. ”

Mo Shi bowed his head and saluted, watching the Goldmane Duke step back into the corridor.

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"Mr. Moshi. ”

A familiar voice.

Mo Shi turned around and saw that the person walking towards him was Dia Firefinch.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that Mo Shi had followed Dino to see Diya after entering the court, it would have taken him some time to recognize her. Over the years, Diya has grown from a girl to a woman. Now she was dressed in a central style, with an open neckline in her skirt, her silver-gray curls coiled up, and the hair on the back of her neck shaved off to reveal her graceful shoulders and neck.

She seems to be no longer seeking to "escape from the cage" and is beginning to learn how to be the prettier bird in the cage.

Mo Shi didn't know if it was good or bad to do this.

Dia's voice and way of speaking have not changed much, and she still has a cold haughtyness.

"You were just talking to Duke Goldmane?" she said as she approached Mo Shi.

"God bless, Miss Dia. Yes, I just met Duke Goldmane. ”

Mo Shi also recognized the maid Lina behind her.

Although he had never spoken to her, Moshi had heard that Duna was on good terms with her.

In this palace, there is a lot of gossip that the servant knows better than the master, and Du Na will often tell Mo Shi all kinds of things she has heard as a little story before going to bed—Mo Shi guesses that many of them are from this Lina of the Red Sand Castle.

"I haven't heard that you're getting close to Duke Goldmane now?" Diya raised an eyebrow.

"You don't need to pry or taunt me, miss," Moshi reached out and pressed his temple, relieving the headache, "I'll tell you, miss." Actually, I do need the Duke's help. ”

"Is there anything he can do that the firesparrow can't? though the West is not rich, I think it is not much inferior. Dia looked at him.

"Firesparrow has given me enough. "But it's not my business to accomplish this time. ”

The vague remarks discouraged Deya, so she stopped asking.

Diya noticed the movement of Mo Shi rubbing the corners of his forehead.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's the astrology process that takes too much magic. The weather was sunny for the past two days, and I was looking up at the stars every night. "That's not a lie. But he was actually testing some other spells.

"Would it help you to bask in the sun and get some fresh air?" said to Dia, who was already concerned.

"Yes, miss. Mo Shi turned to ask, "You're also out for a walk?"

"Talk about 'also'. For you, it's taking care of the princes, and for me, it's because you're too free to go out for a walk. ”

"The Queen—"

"The queen is from a scarlet background, how much can she like me?" Diya waved her hand, "but Princess Xia is still willing to talk to me, and if there is a way, I should be her lady-in-waiting—but then again, how can any woman in this court really want to work? ”

Mo Shi could hear the helplessness and mockery in Dia's words.

He knew he shouldn't continue on the subject. But it seems that there is nothing else to talk about.

"So, miss, how many suitors do you have now?" he asked with a smile and a gentle tone.

"I'm a married person. If not, I'd probably be happy to brag to you. ”

"There's no need to brag about it, you're already glamorous – whether you're married or not. What's more, miss, your fiancé is only ten years old. ”

Diya turned her head to look at him.

"Mr. Moshi, are you insinuating me, as I thought...... Do something immoral. ”

"I have heard that the current queen has had more than three marriages from birth to marriage to the king, once because the other family lost power, once because the betrothed person died of illness, and the last time because she found a better partner, of course, His Majesty the King. "You know, my memory is so missing that I don't even know common sense. Therefore, I can only judge the situation by the words of others. I hope you will forgive me for my faux pas. ”

Dia seemed to be a little distracted by these words. She was clearly struggling over something.

"Of course, I will forgive. She muttered.

"His Majesty has spoken of you, Mademoiselle, when I was playing chess with him. ”

"The King?...... What did he say?"

"He said you were beautiful, very unique, like a tree carved by snow and ice. ”

"Is this compliment or sarcasm?"

"I think that's a compliment, miss. ”