This small estate was owned by Marguerite of Anjou, where she lived in Paris during her exile in France.

So when the soldiers of the two companies of the guard regiment were in place, Cao Jixiang came to the small garden and reported to Ding Yiyu: "Your Majesty, the old slave has personally checked it. He hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke, "Actually, at this time, if you want to sneak out of the city, you must not do it." The old slave thought that it was better to turn back to the Duyin Hotel. ”

He always felt that in addition to the stench in Paris, he was also very worried about safety.

Dante patted him on the shoulder: "If something happens, I promise to leave you behind." Cao Jixiang finally let out a breath when he listened. Ding Yi was not a person who needed to be protected by others, and no one knew this better than Cao Jixiang, who had fought with him in the African rainforest.

So if there is an attack, as long as it is not the first wave, Ding Yi will be injured, as long as he is willing to escape, Cao Jixiang believes that no one can leave Ding Yi behind. And the elite of the guard regiment of two companies, even if it is two thousand cavalry, it is absolutely impossible to kill them at once. So as long as Ding Yi is willing to leave them behind and flee, plus the four hundred soldiers who disguised themselves as natives scattered in the city of Paris, the Ding family's shop will be enough to allow Ding Yi to escape to a safe place.

"Don't worry too much, you must know that ten years ago, Jeddah was the commander of the thousand commanders under Yexian." Ding Yi said to Cao Jixiang with a smile, he left Jida + ⊙ in the Duyin Hotel, "With Jida as the military chief and Zhao Di as the political officer, there won't be any chaos over there." I can't command every rifle. ”

Cao Jixiang smiled and said, "Yes, Your Majesty." ”

"Tomorrow morning, we will summarize the results of the contact of the four hundred soldiers. If the number of contacts is more than 100, a screening must be done. The core characters cannot exceed 20 people, and they have to find revenge and suffering. Assemble at an alternative location. For the rest of the personnel, there should also be a screening, with no more than 50 people as second-level members, and the propaganda officer should be led to carry out the grievance meeting. "Ding Yi has never been contemptuous of organizational aspects. Don't get things done here, let the nobles get the news and start to get these poor commoners, and they will be blind in vain.

"Your Majesty, I'm only afraid of thousands of people!" Cao Jixiang said this with a bitter face. Four hundred soldiers, each of whom contacts two or three people, will be thousands. To sift through these twenty and fifty out of a thousand people is a terrible amount of work, because at least you have to know their family backgrounds, and the hatred of the nobility, and so on, right?

Ding Yi shook his head: "Ten firefighting teenagers, I don't think you have heard of it." If you can really go then, one out of ten will be good. "According to Ding's thoughts, maybe it would be very good to have twenty people here.

"Yes. 陛xià. ”

Then Ding Yi followed Margaret into the living room on the second floor, where the maids had lined up to greet her, and when they saw Margaret and Ding Yi come in, they immediately saluted. Come and untie their dirty cloaks. Ding Yi stretched out his hand to stop the maid who was about to help him untie his clothes, which made Margaret cover her mouth and chuckle: "Your Majesty xià ......"

"For me, it's a habit." Ding Yi waved his hand to stop what the former Queen of England was about to say. Of course, he knew the attitude of the nobles towards their subordinates in this era. Examples of royal families sitting on the toilet and soaking in the bathtub to receive bishops or courtiers. Ding Yi also knew. As for the maids, they were in the hearts of the nobility. Even less as a human being!

Yes, it's just a concept like pets: who would think that it would be rude or shameful to be in front of their cat? Medieval Europe was such a mainstream value orientation, and it can be said that oppression and exploitation were more fruitless and barbaric than those of China.

He couldn't preach that all men are created equal here, but Ding Yi really didn't like that.

"Of course it's not in the barracks, you can do what you're used to, I don't mind." Ding Yi said this to Margaret, then walked into the bathroom and began to rinse off the camouflage on his body because of the needs of the task.

When Ding Yi wrapped up in a bathrobe and sat on the sofa, Margaret, dressed up, sat down on Ding's side.

The maid brought two glasses of red wine, the fireworks in the fireplace were blazing, the lavender had dispelled the stench, and it was a warm night, even in late autumn. Margaret snuggled up to Ding Yi and raised her glass, she was not too close to Ding Yi and appeared frivolous, and even when she raised her glass, her tone maintained the dignity of a queen, although she said: "Great Majesty, I am willing to pay for you, for your health!" ”

"Thank you." Ding Yi took a sip of the bright red liquid in the cup, turned his head and said to her, "You should know that I am already married." In fact, he saw through her intentions at a glance, no matter how graceful she tried to hide her true purpose.

But that didn't make Margaret back down: "Of course, I know, and more than one wife. But what does it matter? I don't dare to dream of getting the queen's laurels, Your Majesty! Although she is in her early thirties, she is very well maintained, and she is also a woman known for her beauty and arrogance, and she is dressed at this time, and she looks dignified and charming.

However, for Ding Yi, if he can't control this point, then when the drug lord is undercover, he is afraid that he will die a hundred and ten times ago. He put down the wine glass in his hand and said to Margaret, "You have to know that Morena didn't get to Egypt because she used herself as a bargaining chip. It was because of my affection for her that I gave her Upper and Lower Egypt. Keep your dignity up, Margaret. You don't need to be like that, if you are true to me as you say you are, I will let you take back what is rightfully yours. ”

"Your Majesty, why can't you allow Margaret to be your mistress?" She was full of resentment, and in the queen's splendid dress, her brows were curved, reflecting a different kind of gentleness, and the woman who had labeled her as "aggressive and cold" throughout Europe, when she said such things, when she behaved like this, there was no doubt that men felt the thrill of conquest.

Don't think that mistresses are a shameful thing in this day and age, Agnes. Madame Sorrell was Louis XI's father, the mistress of King Charles VII of France. She succeeded in getting the cowardly King of France to gather an army and drive back the old British enemy who had invaded French territory. She is described as the Virgin Mary and posthumously made a duchess.

And about 100 years after this era, Jeanne-Antoinette. Poisson, the Marquise de Pompadour, the mistress of Louis XV, even if the queen wants to build a palace, she has to go to Louis XV!

Of course, the royal mistress is not as expensive as the queen, but if she can catch Ding Yi, Margaret feels that it is definitely worth it. Aggressive, she thinks it's something she has to fight for: "Your Majesty, I don't want anything, I just admire you." She looked at Ding Yi so resentfully, "Even Bruno can get your mercy, why do you want me to die of sadness?" ”

Ding Yi picked up the glass of red wine, took a sip, closed his eyes, and said after a while: "Listen, I don't need a mistress. I'm willing to mentor because you're good enough to be my eagle dog, you know? ”

So Margaret immediately answered, she knelt down, at Ding Yi's feet, and then licked his toes, looked at him with silky eyes, stretched out her small fragrant tongue, and licked his calf again: "Your dog, is that so?" I do. ”

Ding Yi took a deep breath to calm himself down, and looked at the dressed queen lying at his feet, he shook his head and said, "No, I mean the hound, which can drive away small beasts and birds for me." If you can do this for me in Europe, you will be able to count on my support. Then Ding Yi didn't say any more, because the head of the mantis, adorned with ornate jewelry, was between his legs, and the queen in full costume wrapped her arms around Ding Yi's waist and tried to move forward, even though she had rolled her eyes.

"You'll regret it." Ding Yi squeezed this sentence out between his teeth and reached out to grab her blonde hair.

Cao Jixiang, who was outside the living room, looked at it, gently closed the door, and said to the guards and soldiers beside him: "Henry VI was killed by Edward IV, or, he committed suicide because he was humiliated and tortured. In short, he should not be alive, let the entourage of the Yamen of the Security Bureau immediately draft the order, send it to our family for signing, and hand it to the European branch of the Security Bureau for immediate execution. ”

"Yes." The soldier saluted and galloped away.

Cao Jixiang said to the staff officer who followed him: "Record, Tongzi file, September 27 of the second year of Chenghua, Margaret of Anru in Paris. He whispered to the staff officer, "Look carefully, there are a number of maids in it, and if there is rain and dew, you must also record them one by one." You are also from the inner court, and we are crippled people, we have to do this well. After remembering it, the fire paint was sealed and transferred to Lieutenant Zhaodi. ”

"Yes, seated!" The staff officer was also a eunuch, but he was also familiar with such things.

"Lao Cao, stay away!" In the coquettish panting sound in the room, I heard Ding Yi drink like this.

How sensitive are Ding Yi's eyes and ears? No matter how much Cao Jixiang lowered his voice, he couldn't hide from his ears.

Don't look at him in this state now, the revolver is still within reach, and when necessary, he can burst out and kill people at any time.

Cao Jixiang was stubborn: "Your Majesty, the old slave's dog head can be dropped, but if the history of Tong or the worship room is wasted, how can he learn the bloodline in the future!" ”

Tong Shi is a female official of the Tang Dynasty, and the Jingshifang is the inner court yamen of the Ming Dynasty, the two are the same, that is, one thing, record the date of the emperor and the concubine's intercourse, the pregnancy of the concubine, etc., and then archive it, so as to check whether it is the royal bloodline in the future. So Cao Jixiang choked on such a sentence, it's really hard to refute him: Don't remember? How do you determine if it's Ding Yi's species when you don't remember it?

Ding Yi snorted coldly, and finally didn't dare to speak, concentrating on his work without mentioning it.

Although this night is late autumn, the maple is redder than fire. (To be continued......) R752