The silver thread sprinkled by the fountain fell into the pool, causing countless ripples, and a few goldfish retracted under the palm-sized lotus leaves.

The old man smiled and said, "You guy, your mouth is really good, no wonder Zango Will is so angry with you." ”

"You really don't blame me for that." Tang Fang said: "You should know very well that I was forced to do this because I was helpless. ”

The smile on Henrietta's face disappeared and was replaced by seriousness: "I have calculated on you, too. ”

Tang Fang also stopped smiling: "So you paid some price." ”

"Sure enough."

The smile on the regent's face bloomed again, and the hearty smile covered the sound of the splash, the soft cry of the birds, and the sound of the wind blowing the leaves.

"It's a pity for those two people, I hurt them."

Tang Fang said: "I don't blame me. ”

"I don't blame you." Henrietta said: "It was then, it is now, and things in the world are changing every minute and every second. If it was at the time, I would blame you, and if it was now, I would blame myself. ”

He looked into the eyes of His Royal Highness the Regent and said, "Will you feel sorry for them?" ”

"Yes." The old man nodded: "But it won't take up too much time, because there are so many of these things in my life that they have become a part of my life...... Sometimes it feels like every breath represents a death. ”

Tang Fang was silent for a long time and said, "It's pitiful. ”

"Yes, it's pathetic." The old man picked up the teacup, stretched out his shriveled lips, poured the tea soup into his mouth, and said, "Life has always been cruel. ”

"You think it's life?" Tang Fang learned Henrietta's movements, poured the tea into his mouth, and suddenly couldn't find the sweetness at the beginning, only felt very bitter. Very astringent, with a faint salty taste.

He remembered that when he was a child, the tears he shed when he cried were more delicious than such tea.

"It used to be." Henrietta picked up the teapot and continued to pour him tea, not at all the style that His Royal Highness should have, more like an old man who sees through the beauty, ugliness, good and evil in the world: "There is a goal, it is called life." Only when there are ideals is called life. When one day you lose your goals, you lose your ideals, and you just habitually repeat the path you traveled yesterday, what you said yesterday, it's more like torture. ”

"Death is not terrible, reincarnation is terrible."

Tang Fang said: "Then why don't you die?" ”

Such a question was very rude, so rude that Buffel's face changed drastically, and Kelinia frowned.

No one wants to be asked that. Especially the elderly.

Strangely, Henrietta was not angry, there was not even a slight wave in his eyes, he thought for a moment and said, "Because I am afraid of death." ”

"Oh." Tang Fang nodded: "It turns out that you are also afraid of death." ”

Henrietta smiled wryly.

Kylinia put the teacup back on the table and patted the edge gently, "I really don't want to disturb the conversation between the two of you, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with what is going to happen next." ”

"Really?" Tang Fang glanced at her: "I'm sorry." ”

Kylinia was sure he didn't mean anything to apologize.

Henrietta put the teapot back where the log was stained, bowed her head, and said, "Praise Will will not give up. ”

The person who knows His Majesty best in the entire United Kingdom of Turanx is not his wife. Neither his sons and daughters, but his uncles. Because they're alike. To be precise, Zanggowell resembles Henrietta in his youth.

"I know." Tang Fang squeaked, sucked half of the water in the teacup like drinking, looked at the wood carving of the violin player in the center of the round table, and said, "How much do you know about the God Armament?" ”

"God armed?" Henrietta's face changed: "Is that the name of that organization?" ”

"Yes."

He lowered his head and thought for a moment, and muttered softly, "God is armed...... God Arms ......"

Zanggowell played with him for many years. From the original weakness to the current counter-pressure, in addition to excellent personal ability, the secret help of the mysterious organization is also an important reason.

"It was only in the last few years that I discovered that Zanggowell controls a dark force with an extremely large amount of energy, and their tentacles extend to almost every corner of the kingdom. They are behind many sensitive political events. ”

"Melol sent people to investigate their origins, but they all failed, and none of the people sent made it back alive. And because most of these people are located in the areas where the representatives of the new faction are located, there has not been much progress in the investigation, but in recent years, there have been more and more signs that they are infiltrating the upper echelons of the government, especially the areas of the lords of the wall-riding faction. At the same time, we old guys are starting to be targeted. ”

After saying this, he seemed to have figured out something, suddenly raised his head, and said in surprise: "You are here to 'Kehanos'...... Is it for them? ”

Praise Will made such a big fool in the joint council, how could he easily let Tang Fang go, on the other hand, the kid in front of him, not to mention staying in "Aradel" honestly, chose to risk his life and came to the royal capital.

It is true that it is important to confirm the identity of Duke Elena Kernar, but there is absolutely no reason for Captain Tang to come here in person.

Although it is not clear what kind of thing he has in his hands that makes Zangowell throw a mouse and dare not use force against "Aradel", since that thing can force His Majesty the King to suspend the joint council, it can naturally force him to make a decree to recognize the legitimacy of Elena's rule, not to mention that Reeves's people have been ruined, and there is really no reason to defend the guys who have an affair with the Supreme Council.

Occupying such a strategic advantage, he instead sent himself to his rival, what did he want to do?

Now it seems that he is only afraid that he is trying to use himself as bait to seduce God's armed people to show up.

He's not here to make a deal, he's here to fight God's arms.

Thinking of this, His Royal Highness the Regent's face was wonderful, and the sparse silver hair flashed a lustrous water, and his face became more ruddy, like a fire walking under the skin.

Tang Fang nodded slightly, very light, lighter than those ripples that rippled to the edge of the pool.

Kylinia frowned and said, "Not only that, but there is another thing to do this time, to overwhelm the new forces of Zanggowell. The power of the Wall-Riding Sect is indispensable. Now that the Wall-Riding Lords are falling apart, Miss Elena will try to contact the Duke of Tucsona, the Marquis of Arudiba, and others to join our alliance and become a force against the new forces and the forces of God. ”

Anyone could see that this woman with superb political skills was a little unhappy.

On the way there, they made it clear that they would hide from Henrietta about God's armament. It's best not to let him know what you're going to do unless you have to. But what did Captain Tang do, he actually told him about it. Isn't he afraid that the old guy in front of him will sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight?

There is no possibility of reconciliation between one's own side and the armed forces of God, and Zanwill will certainly help the armed forces of God at all costs, and it is impossible to say that it will turn into a great chaos.

From the perspective of interests, the best option for the old-school forces is to sit on the sidelines, come out at the last moment to clean up the mess, and if the Tang side wins, they will sit back and enjoy the results. If God Arms and Zang Vill win, they can also decide whether to give the final blow to His Majesty at the end of the crossbow, depending on the circumstances.

In her opinion, Tang Fang was really a little messy, just because of the few words just now, he lost his guard against Henrietta and gave so much trust? He was simply joking with his own life, he underestimated the hypocrisy and cunning of politicians.

Henrietta's wrinkled forehead seemed to have been ironed out by something, and he glanced at Kelynia and smiled slightly.

There was some intriguing light shining in the depths of those cloudy eyes.

"'Nasero'...... There are signs of activity in Nasero. As for the exact location of the base, I'm sorry. I can't be sure. ”

"Narro", as the inhabiting planet next to "Cabreto", has always been under the control of Zanggowell, and Henrietta can only investigate the traces of God's armed forces by means of secret infiltration. It was this expected clue that was obtained after paying the lives of 2 agents.

"Thank you." Tang Fang nodded, didn't say anything more on the issue of God's armament, and simply thanked him.

On the face of it. There is not much difference in the strength of the new forces and the old forces, and Zango Willo has the initiative, only he knows that this is only an illusion deliberately created by His Majesty the King and Mr. J, and in fact the new forces have an absolute advantage. A storm of coup d'état sweeping across the kingdom can be unleashed at any time.

Henrietta would then be cornered. It's just that for fear of exposing the existence of God's armed forces, he has been reining in his minions and quietly hibernating.

Tang Fang felt that instead of telling Henrietta the truth and causing unnecessary panic, it was better to hide it, depending on the situation.

"If you need my help, just say it." Although he didn't say much, as an old guy who was about to become a master, he could more or less perceive the sinister in it: "Don't forget, we are allies, although you have never treated us old things as friends. But today, these two bottles of wine make me very happy. ”

Tang Fang didn't speak after listening.

Keylinia and Bufffield's faces were very strange, and Claire seemed to recognize that something was wrong, looking at the old and the young on the other side with a puzzled expression.

It's weird.

Henrietta showed two very different reactions when facing Tang Fang and Kelenia.

It wasn't because of identity or prejudice, but because of the conversation between the two.

Kelynia has been talking about politics so far, and Henrietta has acted like a shrewd politician.

Tang Fang has been talking about things that have nothing to do with politics so far, and the two are more like a pair of old friends.

"I remember." He nodded, and suddenly changed the subject to an unexpected place: "How is Prince Arnacy?" ”

"Not bad." Henrietta looked strange and said, "Perhaps...... This uncle of mine will outlive me. ”

"The nephew rebelled against his uncle, and then he was overthrown by his own nephew...... This kind of reincarnation is really funny. ”

"Who's to say it isn't." Henrietta spilled the cooled tea onto the sink under the round table, and put the empty cup back without refilling.

He tried to like it, but found that he couldn't fall in love with this light taste no matter what, maybe because he was too old and his taste buds were no longer sensitive, or maybe he was used to the heavy taste of life, and he was a little uncomfortable with this kind of lightness.

The person who brought the tea said that it was a good thing at the Taoist level.

It's a pity that it's not for him.

"So, don't let me down, whether you can break this cycle or not, I rely on you."

Tang Fang said: "You old man, you are really treacherous. ”

"I'm your friend." The old guy shook the two bottles of loose two-pot heads without labels: "This is what you gave me yourself, not me." ”

Tang Fang sighed and said, "Since I am a friend, then listen to my advice." ”

"I know what you're trying to say." Henrietta interrupted him: "Let me think about it for a while, you know, it's hard to make such a decision...... It's heavy. ”

He nodded, in understanding, and then moved on to another question: "I need zero element, a lot, a lot." ”

"No problem."

"I need the manufacturing process of a Holy Spirit-class aircraft carrier."

Henrietta hesitated a little, and was puzzled: "What do you want the manufacturing process of the Holy Spirit-class aircraft carrier to do?" That won't add any to your military power. ”

Indeed, for Captain Don, who has Behemoth, the aircraft carrier of a sovereign state is simply chicken ribs.

"Morningstar Forge" has the entire production process of frigates-battleships in the Monya Empire, and now after taking over the Duchy of Kernar, the conventional warship manufacturing process of the United Kingdom of Tulanx will also become the technical force in his hands.

With a system of combat ships, combined with a biological mothership like Behemoth, this combination is far beyond the combination of conventional aircraft carriers + escorts/battle ship groups.

"You don't have to worry about this, just send someone to take me to the 'Atlantis' space station."

Henrietta shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Good! ”

After saying the word "good", he looked at Tang Fang and said: "Recently, someone reported to me that Praise Will moved part of the zero element reserves of the Doomsday Fleet and the Lionheart Independent Fleet, and now he is coming to me to cry for benefits, you guy...... What a little fox. ”

Tang Fang said aggrievedly: "While I want the horse to run fast, I don't want to feed more forage, how can there be such a reason." ”

"I can't tell you." Henrietta said: "In any case, you have a point. ”

Claire said to herself, "You know......

Kylinia looked at the two elves in front of her, one big and one small, but she was trading in such a friendly tone, and there was no atmosphere of political negotiation at all, as if ...... It's like a bargain between the elders and the younger generations.

The set of rhetoric she had prepared was all stuck in her throat, and it was so choked that it was breathless.

She didn't understand what was going on!

Tang Fang, this guy, seems to have communicated with Henrietta for a long time, why didn't he tell her? (To be continued......)

PS: The tooth is extracted, it's really hell on earth, it's too TM torturous.

I think when I saw the dentist walking over with those silver shiny things, I was really worried that he would play with them to death.

Fortunately, I was able to jump, and then I took a drip for more than 3 hours in the afternoon.

Now I can't open my mouth with a posterior molar toothache, and my smile used to be "hahaha", but now it's "ho ho" or "woo woo".

I endured the pain and coded 2,000 words, I couldn't hold on, and I was ready to go to bed and lie down.

I will continue to infuse water for a few days, so don't expect me to add more until your teeth are good, and you can burn high incense if you can keep changing.