Chapter 223 The Prince

"Old man Liu. Ma Shuo hesitated, but it was better to talk to Murray.

Liu Lin packed the information, and asked without raising his head: "What?"

"I want to go back to Sister Mountain, where a friend gave me a book and I want to get it back. Ma Shuo's face was a little embarrassed, after all, a few books seemed so insignificant compared to the danger at this time.

But Liu Lin stopped what he was doing, and after weighing it for a while, he nodded and agreed to Ma Shuo's request: "Okay, it's a good thing to read more, the old man must support it! Go ahead! I will also take this time to go back to White Horse City, and I should meet with them before leaving." ”

Liu Lin didn't ask about the specific content, what can make Ma Shuo so reluctant should be a very important book. Besides, there is enough time on the way south, and he can slowly understand.

In some ways, it can even help Ma Shuo sift through. After all, for children of this age, there are some content that is too dirty and evil, so it's better not to watch it for the time being.

Ma Shuo heard that Liu Lin wanted to go back to White Horse City again, especially to see Ding San and them. After hesitating for a moment, he still chose to tell the news he heard from the security team at the entrance of the village about Ding San.

Liu Lin didn't think so at first, thinking that it was just a small fight between the brothers and sisters. But gradually, he noticed a hint of unusual taste, especially the fact that they had become a security team, which made Liu Lin frown.

No way!

This kind of rule that everyone abides by has already left an instinctive imprint in everyone's hearts, where is it that a city lord should change if he wants to?

Even if King Mobel wanted to make the change himself, it would have to be voted on by parliament.

It's not just a matter of one person and one city!

You must know that most of the cities and subordinate areas in Xizhou have Dongzhou remnants living.

If this rule is broken, there is no question of what will happen to the kings and their royal families. Even the majority of town managers and workers, they will not agree.

After all, where there are people, there is competition, and suddenly there are more people who may steal their jobs, although the number may be small, but most of the remnants of Dongzhou are very smart and hardworking.

In the eyes of some Westerners, this is simply a natural labor force, but it is also the most threatening competitor.

Even if you don't work in politics, you can be the best, and if you participate in the management of the country, Bei Sanke may be better. But in the Federation in the South, all the members of the parliament are all the heads of the Chamber of Commerce. Therefore, the remnants of Dongzhou can only be in the middle and lower classes and do some basic work.

If you use the diligence of the remnants and have a certain amount of wealth and connections, it may soon develop to an unbelievable level.

With a certain amount of wealth, the remnants will live relatively easily in any aspect, and it will be easier for them to achieve higher achievements, and the blow to the entire Xizhou ethnic group will be far-reaching and huge.

Perhaps there is a xenophobic heart of the Xizhou people, and there is always a sense of vigilance and even disgust for the blood of the descendants of their death row prisoners.

Although in the current phase of peace, most people no longer remember the past. But this habit has taken deep root around the people.

From the royal family, to the middle management, and the people's mindset is different, but the results are all the same. So the words that Ma Shuo heard from the entrance of the village made Liu Lin have to leave a big question mark in his heart.

After weighing it slightly, Liu Lin nodded lightly, picked up the information and replied: "I will go to the city to take a look for myself, you kid pay attention to safety, and gather here early the day after tomorrow." Gone!"

Of course, Ma Shuo saw Liu Lin's hesitation, but he could only shrug his shoulders helplessly. After all, this is what he heard, and what Murray saw in the sky last night without knowing it.

Although he couldn't believe it, it was just right for Liu Lin to verify it himself.

Looking at Old Man Liu's rapid departure, Ma Shuo sighed lightly before turning around and running into the canyon.

Thanks to the foreshadowing he had done before, if he wanted to leave, there would definitely be problems with Murray's temperament. I only hope that this "middle-aged man" who has been lonely for sixty or seventy years is not a capricious guy.

Going deeper along the stream at an even speed, Ma Shuo's mind kept spinning to see what Murray should say.

Eagle City, the palace chamber, at this time there are only two people, King Mobel and the eldest prince John. All the attendants were 100 meters away, and the father and son were engaged in a discussion and debate as kings and subjects.

"Danny's business is decided, do what you should do most, not what you want to do now!" concluded King Mauber as he rubbed his temples as if he had finally made a decision.

John stood in the audience, looking at the man sitting on the throne in front of him, and there were many opportunities for justification and explanation, but he chose not to explain anything every time.

Let the father who is high up give orders from his own point of view. Although there are 10,000 reluctances in my heart, this pride of not justifying has long been integrated into the bone marrow.

All he did was bow his head and stroke his chest again and again, and he kept answering calmly: "Yes!

Of course, all this was also seen by Mobel, looking at this eldest son who has been more intelligent and serious than ordinary people since he was a child, but he enjoys learning everything harder.

This is a good son who must be the first in everything and the first every time. But since he and Danny's mother died, he has never let go of his happiness, but it makes him feel more and more distant from his son.

Although John has never been fond of expressing his true feelings to himself since he was a child. But there was a mother to talk to, but now there is no one to take on this responsibility.

Although the An family girl has always been loved by John since she married John, this is very different from his mother. Although the personalities of the two women are indeed similar, John's haughty personality does not make his wife a psychological substitute for his deceased mother.

At this time, watching the child's actions of bowing his head again and again, he saw too much reluctance and deep depression. But no matter how much he asked, John refused to reveal his heart.

This result made Mobel's heart, as a father, tingle, like a thousand arrows piercing through his heart and like a burning fire.

But as a king of a country, he has already exercised his ability to hide his true emotions to the point where he is perfect, and every order he issues is so rational.

Even if he is his son in front of him, he is no different from any minister in his eyes.

The air in the council hall lingered for a moment from the momentary silence. King Mauber sighed imperceptibly: "Before you came, Green received a secret letter from Dongzhou, and the sender should be Jackal Harden. ”

John was waiting for a new order when he suddenly heard his father say this, and his whole body froze in place. glanced at his father deeply, two drops of cold sweat instantly oozed from his head, and his head lowered a little bit.

Crossing the king and mobilizing the rangers is a real capital offense for ordinary people. It is impossible to say that you are not afraid of the majesty of the king, and although you will not be killed as a prince, you just don't know what kind of punishment you will receive.

Seeing this, Mobel shook his head: "Go back and see what is written in the letter, and bring it to me immediately after reading it." Go for it!"

After speaking, he got up and walked to the side door with his hands behind his back, leaving him alone and silently thinking about something.