Section 03 Strange Lander
The dinner at Knights Castle in Lande was different from what Chen Yin had imagined, with no music, no performers, and not even a few attendants. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info not many people attended the banquet, mainly a few stewards of the Lande family, and the young master and the like did not attend, and I don't know if it was Lande or something else.
The dishes at the dinner were not sumptuous, but ordinary white bread, barbecue steak, vegetable soup, and at the end of each person there was a fist-sized fruit. It seemed that the dishes at Lancelot's table were more hearty, at least Chen Yin saw something similar to chicken legs.
Throughout the dinner, Chen Yin and the others just sat next to them to eat, while Lancelot chatted with a middle-aged uncle at another table.
After the dinner, several attendants shared the leftovers on the table, and Chen Yin even saw someone pick up the barbecue that had fallen on the ground and eat it without washing it.
Before leaving the restaurant under the guidance of the waiter, Chen Yin gave Lancelot a look, and Lancelot was led by another waiter to the room of the Knight's Castle.
Back in his room, Chen Yin listened with his ear on the wooden door, until the waiter's footsteps disappeared, then he gently opened the door and came to the corridor, and gently knocked on Uncle Tim's room.
The uncle didn't speak, and gently opened the wooden door with a line.
"It's me." Chen Yin leaned into the light and whispered, "Don't make a sound, you go to my room and wait first." β
The uncle nodded, and Chen Yin went to knock on Aunt Jiya and Angel's room again.
A few minutes later, the four of them got together, and Chen Yin looked at the corridors on both sides, and then carefully closed the wooden door.
"What's the matter? Is it so mysterious? Aunt Jiya asked.
"Which of you has ever been to a dinner party like this?" Chen Yin did not answer Aunt Jiya's question, but instead asked a new question.
"Nope." Aunt Jiya shook her head.
"......" Uncle Tim looked at Chen Yin blankly, and he knew that this guy had definitely not been there before.
Angel shook her head as well.
"The status of the Holy Maiden is so high, she should have some experience in socializing, right?" Chen Yin set his eyes on the silver-haired girl.
"It's too low." Angel tilted her head away, avoiding Chen Yin's gaze.
"That's not it, who do you think the saint is? It's a great honor for this kind of little lord to look at it from a distance, and you want to invite our Holy Highness to participate in this kind of commonplace? Hmph......" Aunt Ji Ya said disdainfully.
"Yes, that's right, it's commonplace." Chen Yin suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I know why it feels strange, this so-called dinner party is too ordinary." β
"There's nothing strange about that, is it? After all, it's just a small lord, and their family's attendants even started to fight for leftovers before we left, obviously they don't have enough to eat...... "Aunt Ji Ya disagreed.
"Why did Lander invite us? At the time, Lancelot's judgment was that he wanted to make friends, and my judgment was about the same. β
Chen Yin said: "But now that I think about it, the Mogot Empire has become the Pound Empire, and the conflict between the old Pound and the church is also known to passers-by. It's been two months since the battle, and even if you rely on caravans to deliver news for such a long time, you should have heard of it. But he still didn't know...... Don't you think it's strange? β
"Besides, if it's for making friends, then he will definitely come up with the best, otherwise he won't be sincere. But is that homely meal just now really the limit of this lord? I don't think so, at least the way the attendants cleaned up the leftovers, and the lord's usual food was similar to today's. β
"Oh? Why? Angel suddenly became interested in the topic.
"Because the squires didn't ask for instructions."
"That's it?" Angel frowned.
"That's right, that's it." Chen Yin nodded, and then explained; "Think about it, what if the standard of food tonight is much higher than the lord's usual diet? The first time the attendants encountered this kind of thing, they would inevitably ask for instructions on what to do with the remaining precious ingredients, and only after obtaining the permission of the master would they touch those things. β
"But as you all know what we saw tonight, it shows that the attendants have a convention for this standard diet, that is, after the master has eaten, they are free. It's not a habit that can be developed in a day or two. β
ββ¦β¦ It makes a lot of sense, and it's no wonder you're so sensitive to the word commonplace. Aunt Jiya nodded in agreement.
"There are two doubts, the first is why he greeted the paladin captain of the church so warmly, especially a little lord like him who could be destroyed at any time. If it were a lord who was strong enough to rival the imperial capital, I wouldn't have that kind of doubt. β
"Why?" The silver-haired girl asked.
"If it were a powerful lord, I would think that he was playing the church card, using the support of the church as a bargaining chip, in exchange for certain benefits, politics, economics, from old Pound...... But a little lord like Rand must not dare to anger old Pound, otherwise it will only be a matter of someone reaching out to be destroyed. β
"And the second suspicion, as I just said, is that if you want to get a church up, but in terms of the quality of the dinner, it is a bit insincere, and if it angers Lancelot, it will even be counterproductive. As a minor lord who survived between two great lords and lived well, I don't believe he even had the slightest bit of political wisdom. β
ββ¦β¦ There are a lot of doubts, so what? Aunt Jiya yawned, "Could it be that he still wants to intercept us?" No, don't worry, there is no poison in the food, and there are no garrisons around, not even a precept holder can feel it. β
Chen Yin shrugged: "I don't know what his motive is, so I can only wait for Lancelot to come over and ask him what he talked about with Lord Lander to judge further." β
"Okay then." Aunt Gia dragged over the chair and half-lay on it with her eyes closed, and Uncle Tim stood beside her, leaning against the wall with his hands on his chest.
Angel sat at the head of Chen Yin's bed, staring at the night sky outside with her eyes along the high air window, humming something softly in her mouth.
"Huh? Hotel California? Chen Yin was stunned.
"Really? It turned out to be called Hotel California. β
"Where did you hear that? Could it be the bard of some tavern? Chen Yin was a little funny.
"Listen to what you sing."
"Huh? When will I ......" Chen Yin was just about to say, when he suddenly remembered something, "Could it be that you are in the Tower of Knowledge, watching the Duchess's musical extravaganza?" β
Underneath the Tower of Knowledge, there is a room that can monitor the entire imperial capital, where Chen Yin also witnessed the coup d'Γ©tat of the Mogot Empire.
"Hmm." Angel replied softly.
"I didn't expect you to be a lover of musical theatre."
"Just look at it."
"Who do you think will be the champion in the end? It was interrupted by the eldest prince before, and the duchess didn't finish speaking......"
"Ash."
"Huh?" Chen Yin was a little unwilling, "Isn't Hotel California good?" Isn't it my champion? Did you guess wrong? β
"It's a novelty and it's good, but the winner is Ash."
Angel shattered all Chen Yin's illusions, "The duchess's last lip shape is 'ai' instead of 'ch'. β
"Of all the musicians, only Ash's name can match it."
"Okay......" Chen Yin sighed and laughed at himself, "Maybe it's just that the duchess prefers operatic singing." β
Angel smiled and didn't speak.
Just when the atmosphere began to become awkward, Chen Yin's heart suddenly moved, got up and opened the wooden door, and Lancelot, dressed lightly, flashed in from outside the door.
"What's wrong? Someone spying on you? Chen Yin saw the difference in Lancelot's outfit.
"There are a few guards standing guard, and they can't say if they are used to spy on me." Lancelot shook his head, "Your Excellency, do you think something is wrong too?" β
"Hmm." Chen Yin repeated what he had just said.
After listening, Lancelot fell into deep thought.
"Hearing you say that has solved a lot of my questions." Lancelot pondered for a few minutes, clearing his thoughts:
"Let me start with what you want to know, Your Excellency, that Lander's apparent reason for inviting us was not to involve him when the church returned, and that I wanted me to speak for him if necessary. And he was willing to provide us with supplies for free, and offered to send us a big cart, two teams of militia ......"
"That's what you find weird." Chen Yin affirmed.
"That's true, for the sake of a promise, a promise of a small probability event, he is willing to invest the cost of a dozen gospel gold coins......" Lancelot shook his head, "You must know that in a small place like him, the annual income is only a dozen gold." β
ββ¦β¦ Or, it's not him who offers these things. Chen Yin pointed to the loophole, "Do you think a guy who is so stingy that he only uses light meals to fool around in acting, and even has to be cleaned up by someone to clean up the leftovers, will be so generous for some reason?" Only spending someone else's money is in line with his character. β
"And who is the funder? And what is the purpose? Although Lancelot agrees with Chen's statement, it then leads to deeper questions.
"I don't know." Chen Yin shook his head slowly, "But no matter who it is, they must have been eyeing us for a long time, do you remember that bird?" β
ββ¦β¦ So what do we do? "Lancelot's problem is also the one that everyone is most concerned about.
"What they hit is nothing more than sugar-coated cannonballs, and an old-timer once said that when the sugar-coated is eaten, the cannonballs are thrown back." Chen Yin's eyes flashed with confidence, "Uncle will sleep with me for a while, Aunt Jiya, you will take care of Angel, and we will each keep watch for half the night." β
"Tomorrow ...... like this"
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Nothing happened overnight.
Early the next morning, Chen Yin and the others went out early, with a cart with carriages pulled by 4 horses, two teams of 24 militiamen, bid farewell to the enthusiastic lord, and continued to move towards their goal.
Due to the drag of the infantry, the speed of everyone's movement suddenly slowed down, and the coachman deliberately filled the speed of the car in order to take care of the speed of the infantry. And Chen Yin and the others sitting in the carriage didn't seem to have an opinion on this, just talking and laughing in the cart, letting their mounts follow the carriage and walk slowly.
Tomorrow hangs high.
Lancelot suddenly popped his head out of the carriage and ordered, "Stop advancing, the cooks make a fire and cook, and the others stay on guard." β
"Yes." The two captain-like soldiers commanded the others to unload some supplies from the cart, and the others scattered around in twos and threes to keep guard, leaving only a few people to clean the camp and light a fire for cooking.
Chen Yin gave everyone a look and said in a low voice, "Prepare." β
Everyone nodded slightly.
"Oops, I'm starving! I'll eat it first! Chen Yin jumped out of the carriage and roared a little exaggeratedly, then leaned to the fire, waited for the porridge to be ready, served a bowl first, and took a large piece of barbecue meat and ran to the side to eat it first.
By the time the others started eating, Chen Yin had already finished eating.
"Let the others come back for dinner, Chen, you go and be on guard." Lancelot ordered.
"Alas~ Aren't there them?" Chen Yin looked unhappy.
Lancelot's face turned cold: "Didn't you finish eating and are idle?" Go and change them back to save time and try to get to the next village before dark...... Or, do you want to sleep in the open? β
"Okay, okay......" Chen Yin stood on the roof of the car in frustration.
The two captains seemed to want to say something, but after Lancelot reprimanded Chen Yin, the two looked at each other, and had no choice but to summon the other soldiers back for dinner.
Lancelot and the others ate early, and when the other soldiers had just returned, they put down their dishes and chopsticks one after another, stretched their waists and got into the carriage.
After the last Aunt Jiya got into the carriage, Chen Yin suddenly jumped off the roof of the carriage, kicked the coachman who had been guarding the carriage, and roared with a whip: "Drive!" β
Although Luluda didn't understand the meaning of "driving", the whistling horsewhip seemed to have pressed the switch, and several vigorous Luda raised their four paws and ran, and Chen Yin whistled again, and the little donkey automatically chased after the other four people's mounts.
The soldiers who had just sat down to prepare for dinner did not react at all, and the cart had already gone in the dust! By the time they scrambled to their feet and pick up their weapons, there was nothing to see but dust.
"Damn it! Exposed? The slightly bald captain said.
"No, probably not, maybe they're just a little skeptical." Another older soldier captain said, "If we had been exposed, we would have died a long time ago." β
"That's right...... What's next? β
"Our mission is complete, and it's up to the host to think, but ...... There is a person who must pay the price. β
"Lander?"
"Well, he must have shown his feet...... I had warned him before that he must make a full set, needless to say, it must have been exposed by his shabby 'dinner party'......"
"Let's report to the host first."
"Hmm." The old soldier captain squinted at the dust that was gradually dissipating in the distance, and suddenly smiled: "I guess, it is definitely not the captain of the paladin who is in charge." β
"Of course, it's supposed to be a saint, right?"
"No, I think it's the guy standing in the carriage......"
"Do you want to report this to the host?"
ββ¦β¦ Forget it, that's just my judgment. The old captain hesitated, but gave up.
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On the other hand.
On a galloping carriage.
"Alas...... To the left, not to the right......"
Chen Yin forgot one thing, he wouldn't catch the car.
(To be continued.) )