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Mo Shi was called by the king to play chess with him.

As he walked towards the hall where the king was office, he was confronted by Duke Goldmane. The duke, with his thick curly hair, had a displeased look on his face, which could even be described as angry. He didn't have any grudges against Mo Shi, but when Mo Shi saluted him, he snorted arrogantly and strode over.

Of course, Mo Shi didn't care, he smiled and continued to walk forward.

"May God bless you, Your Majesty the King. Mo Shi bowed to the king, and the king stood in front of the map and sighed, "I thought you were in a good mood that you would think of inviting me to make amuse." ”

Manka Golden Lion looked back at him.

"When you have a bad temper, it's also good to have fun. The king still had a natural upbringing and mask-like demeanor, but then he withdrew his smile, "The visit of the Golden Mane just now was not what I expected. ”

"He brought you bad news?"

"Yes. He again made a request to send troops. ”

"Is the war going badly in the north?"

Now that Moser has figured out what the so-called "Northern War" means, in fact, although it refers specifically to the violent conflict that is taking place at the moment, its causes have a long history:

On the northern border of the northern kingdom lies a long mountain range, where it is said to be inhabited by a fierce beast with black wings called "Darkwing". When the early snowwalkers went north to carve out territory, they fought against them for hundreds of years. In order to stabilize the north, the king at that time gave the conquerors great power to lead the "Wuxiao" family.

After a long campaign, the Darkwings were expelled from the mountains. At the same time, the northern aristocracy established their own power with the Wuxiao family as the leader. This was followed by a centuries-long struggle between the north and the south, and finally the Golden Lion family won and established the Golden Lion Dynasty in the center.

Despite this, a large number of northern residents still remember the glory of the past and consider themselves the people of Wuxiao. And as the economy of the North gradually fell behind (an inevitable consequence of the cold weather), the people no longer stood the harsh treatment of the great lords—but because of the strict defense of the frontiers, the king and the lords were unlikely to agree to the loss of the population of the Northlands, nor were they willing to reduce the conscription.

Complex historical reasons and practical difficulties have led to frequent wars.

Almost every time there is a famine year when the herd of animals is reduced and the farmland is scarce, riots will break out in the north.

And now Manka Golden Lion is facing a war that has been going on and off for five years, and it is the mess he "inherited" from the previous king.

Now, the king took his fingerstick and tapped the northern realm on the map with the section wrapped in the arc of silver leaf.

"Duke Goldmane has proposed more than once that the whole country should be conscripted to the north to put an end to the turmoil once and for all. The two pale golden eyebrows on his high brow bones were twisted.

Moshi doesn't really know what is going on at the moment.

Given that he lived in an era where he didn't have the ability to manipulate precise big data, he didn't think the king really knew everything about the situation - but it would always be better for a student like him who had been studying hard for two years at the academy.

So he tentatively asked, "And you don't approve of his proposal?"

"Of course. The king did not seem to be displeased, but on the contrary, he was patient, "and, in the first place, neither taxation nor conscription seems to be conducive to stability in the present circumstances. I have been king for less than three years. The Holy Book says, 'Young king, be content with your livelihood and be kind to your people.' ”

Mo Shi remembered how he had saved Duna from the black soldier's iron axe.

The king continued: "And, I know very well why Goldmane made this request—he even hinted that he would offer fifty percent of his forces to form an army to the north—and he had more desire for power than he deserved, and he tried to cross the center and go south to the north, and I knew that he must have the support of Scarlet Feet behind him. ”

The king's tone was cold.

Although he mentions the "Scarlet Feet", the family that helped him ascend to the throne (and the family where his mother was born), he did not hesitate in the slightest.

Mo Shi thought of something else and whispered, "Duke Goldmane's territory is so rich?"

"Mr. Moshi, that's exactly what you need to know. The king looked at him.

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

"Well, maybe it's time for us to set up a chess game. I have heard from a few old gentlemen that you are very good at chess, and you are good at 'the drama of the gods', and you are worthy of being favored by the gods. ”

"I didn't know I had such an exaggerated title. Mo Shi chuckled under his breath, "Anyway, it seems that I did play chess with too many people. ”

"Maybe you're complaining that I'm not using people well enough to give you the right place, so you don't have anything to do all day. ”

"My mouth is shut, and I don't say anything, Your Majesty. ”

Manka laughed.

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Apparently the king didn't really like to play chess, he did what he wanted, and he did have fun.

In the second game, Mo Shi deliberately conceded the victory to the king, but was interrupted.

There was a commotion outside the house.

Immediately afterwards, a small crimson whirlwind rushed in, overturned the chessboard at once, and because of this, the center of gravity was unbalanced, and hung upside down on Mo Shi's legs to the left, Mo Shi suddenly had a sense of fear that his kneecaps were broken, and he was shocked by the pain.

Then the mass of "guys" panted heavily and raised their heads.

"Uh, who are?"

You can see it here.

It was a boy in his early twenties (or a teenager-looking kid to Moshi), with a round fleshy face that turned bright red, and he exhaled heavily, his whole body radiating heat from running. He has very light hair and ears, as well as large round cyan eyes and thick eyebrows.

He looked at Mo Shi, and they glared at each other.

"Mandor, what's going on?" the king interrupted the confusion between them.

It seems that Mando is the boy's name.

"Oh, Daddy!" the boy came to his senses, got up and rushed into his father's arms.

Then a string of ticking footsteps poured in.

"Her Royal Highness ...... Queen"

The tall woman who was surrounded by it was the queen. The hem of her skirt was white and wide, and the maid behind her was plump and beautiful, and immediately filled the room. Mo Shi stood up.

The queen glared at the boy who was smiling and holding him in his arms.

"What has happened to him?" said the king in a relaxed manner. Apparently similar scenes have happened more than once.

At this time, the queen stood where she was, and the maid fanned her with a handkerchief.

After a while, she calmed down, and the boy hid under his father's arm.

"Your Majesty," she said hastily and perfunctorily, curtsied swiftly and quickly, staring at the golden head buried in her father's waist, "Mando has made such a fuss that he has wounded Mr. Dino Firefinch!"

"What?!" Mo Shi took a sharp step forward.

This is of course very inappropriate.

The queen looked at him in astonishment, only then did she notice the extra "uninvited guest" in the lounge, and at the same time the king glanced at him.

At this time, Mo Shi finally had a clue. This child, the prince, was Mando Golden Lion, the eldest son of Manca Golden Lion. In the royal family, starting from the first Golden Lion King, all the eldest sons have their first name "Man", which means "brilliant".

Dino now served as a prince's chamberlain at the court.

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