Two days later, Clarence, as Minister of Culture, arrived at the Ministry of Culture early, as usual.

He gave his daughter the magic car to study, and he rode in the luxury carriage that belonged to him before, and the old coachman was already old, and now he has a second spring in his career.

"Your Excellency, this is the newspaper that just arrived today. A clerk, who had also arrived very early, placed a copy of today's newspaper that had just been delivered from the printing house on Clarence's desk.

"Got it, go ahead. Clarence waved his hand casually.

As he spoke, he moved his muscles in his office, and finally sat comfortably on a wooden chair and unfolded the newspaper.

Since the advent of newspapers, not only him, but almost all the nobles who were powerful enough for the printing house to personally deliver the newspaper would read it as soon as it was delivered.

This has made many people who used to sleep lazy develop a good habit of waking up early in the morning.

"Huh? His Majesty the Emperor is going to the battlefield of Dukemahon today? ”

The front page of the newspaper was the news that Gülen was going to the battlefield of Dukmahon in person to give a speech to all the soldiers of the battlefield.

In addition to the original St. Kyle Oskaia the Great, Gülen is the second emperor to step into the battlefield of Dukmahon, of course, this is also because of the portal and the convenience of travel.

But in any case, the emperor's encouragement to the soldiers on the front line also showed his determination, and it had a great positive effect on calming people's emotions.

"Alas, the Empire is so lucky to have such an Emperor, His Majesty. Clarence sighed.

Since Gülen succeeded as emperor, he has really done a lot of things, and these things are all very in line with Clarence's outlook on life, which makes him admire this little emperor very much.

""What I heard and saw in the three days of the imperial capital?"

Seeing this title, Clarence frowned.

Flandy rarely writes newspaper articles now, and all his manuscripts have been published, and the sources of information in the newspapers are very complex, either written by the Propaganda Department himself or by the ministers of the various departments, and finally sent to the printing house, which is then typeset by the people there.

However, this is also temporary, and the contents of the newspaper will definitely be submitted to the Ministry of Culture for review, but this will take some time, mainly because everyone is busy with the war, and this "little thing" is not taken care of.

The city is full of vegetarians, talking about what happened in the imperial capital a few days ago, Clarence has also heard about it, there are many civilians who have set up a spiritual shed at the same time, and his daughter Doris has also told him some things in detail, all of which were made by the imperial brother Joyce.

In fact, when Doris asked for his opinion that day, he was not unmoved, although he grew up in an aristocratic family since he was a child, it did not mean that he was indifferent to the situation of nobles oppressing commoners.

It's just that he is old and has experienced too much, so that the blood has already subsided, and he understands the truth of self-preservation, if someone else writes this article, without his review and without any responsibility, he will definitely applaud the case.

As now, at the age of fifty, Clarence had the urge to strangle Joyce to death after reading this article.

The main reason is that the things Joyce did were so lawless that he didn't treat civilians as human beings at all, and the life and death of civilians were only in his thoughts, taking people's lives at every turn.

"Fortunately, this scourge can't come out, otherwise I don't know how many civilians will suffer from his scourge, just discipline him, this punishment is too light, but for the sake of even His Majesty the Emperor apologizing on his behalf, that's all, or what?"

Clarence shook his head, and after reading the article, he let out his own emotion.

"The person who wrote this article is also very powerful, and he must have been instructed by His Majesty the Emperor, otherwise who would dare to write about a member of the royal family like this? It is estimated that it was written by Lord Flandy. ”

I'm old, my eyes are not very good, and I feel a little sour after reading this article with more than 2,000 words, so I rubbed it with my hand and then looked down.

"—Reporter: Doris Prescott?"

Clarence felt a moment of darkness in front of him, and he didn't count that his daughter had bypassed him and put the article in the newspaper.

Not only was it published in the newspaper, but it was actually used by his real name or his full name! Even the family was exposed!

God knows how much trouble it will cause to his Prescott family after this article is sent!

If it's just his own family, who calls Doris his own daughter, but the Prescott family is a very large family, with countless branches, especially in the territory of the province of Mirmia, there are thousands of clansmen.

"Doris, Doris!" Clarence threw the newspaper on the table and rushed straight out of the office.

"Old Hunter, prepare the carriage for me, I want to go out!" As soon as he reached the first floor of the Ministry of Culture, Clarence called out to his groom for him to get the carriage ready.

"Here it is, my lord. ”

Old Hunter had been following Clarence for many years, and had always served as his groom, but when he was old and Clarence had a magic car, he simply retired.

He never married, and lived in the Prescott family's Earl's Court since he was a child, and Clarence thanked him for serving himself and his father for two generations, and he did not lack a bite to eat, and the Earl's Court was so big, and the house was there, so he raised him.

Yesterday and today, the old Khan drove Clarence back and forth between the Earl's Court and the Ministry of Culture, and the old Khan had not been to the Ministry of Culture for a long time, and was chatting with the old man he knew before, when he suddenly heard the Minister calling himself in a hurry, and stumbled out.

Clarence is dying now, seeing that the old man is not walking steadily, he sighed, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, you go back, I'll walk over by myself." ”

The Propaganda Department is about ten minutes' walk away from the Ministry of Culture, and when the old man brings the horse to the carriage, puts on the reins, and then drives to the Propaganda Department, it is estimated that it is not as fast as walking.

Seeing the minister's appearance, the old man was also very uncomfortable, after all, he was old, and his skills were not as vigorous as when he was young, and the minister was disgusted with himself.

Not to mention his self-pity in the Ministry of Culture, Clarence was anxious, and trotted all the way to the Propaganda Department, which was not too far away.

It was supposed to be ten minutes away, but it turned out that it was less than ten minutes away, Clarence was in his fifties, his body was a little fat, and he lacked exercise, and by the time he reached the door of the propaganda department, he was already exhausted and panting.

As a result, he forgot one thing, that is, he came to the Ministry of Culture too early in the morning, and when he left, Doris was still asleep.

There were only a few people in the entire propaganda department, and Clarence was so angry that he found a random place to figure out how to eliminate Doris's trouble, while waiting.

It was the peak of the work of the Propaganda Department, and when these employees came to the building of the Propaganda Department, they saw that the Minister of Culture was waiting here with a calm face, and they didn't know what was going on, and they didn't dare to ask, so they passed by Clarence with their heads bowed one by one, which made Clarence embarrassed for a while.

Just as he was looking for a secluded place to wait for his daughter, the sound of a magic car was heard outside the Propaganda Division building, and Doris and Bernie walked in side by side.

"Abba, what are you doing here?" Doris caught a glimpse of Clarence, who was looking at him in the hall.

"You ......" Clarence wanted to say something, but when he saw the people coming and going, he swallowed back what he was about to say, and said, "I have something to look for you, find a place with few people!"

Doris didn't know what Abba was looking for her, but she was sure that she would be scolded, so she took Clarence and Bernie directly to the studio.

As soon as he arrived at the studio, after closing the door, Clarence could no longer suppress his anger, and said with a scowl in his face, "Doris, you did a good job!"

"What's wrong?" Doris was shocked, knowing that her article might have been published, which caused Abba to be so angry.

But she has the bottom in her heart, even His Majesty the Emperor has reviewed it, and Master Flandy has allowed it to be published, even if it is Abba, she can't say anything.

"Didn't I say that I wouldn't let you publish it? You really have the ability to let the printing house typeset it for you! Now it's okay, what should I do? What should I do? All the nobles in the entire imperial capital know about it, and how many families don't have any unscrupulous children? You, you've caused a big disaster!"

Clarence was simply heartbroken, and the fire that had just been held in his stomach erupted at this moment.

Sure enough, this is the case! Doris was now relieved.

"Abba, I wrote that article, but don't worry, I have already asked His Majesty the Emperor to look at it, and Master Flandy will also allow it to be published, otherwise, I will take it to the printing department myself, and people will ignore me!"

"What? How did you meet His Majesty the Emperor?" Clarence was taken aback, he saw Gülen's apology when he read the newspaper just now, and said in his heart that the person who wrote this article must have let His Majesty the Emperor read it first, but when it came to his daughter, his usual wisdom was all thrown aside, and only fear was left in his heart.

"Uncle, I accompanied Doris to Mistress Flandy's Magic Tower to ask for a meeting. Bernie stepped over and took some of the blame on himself.

After several visits to the Earl's Court of Prescott, his relationship with Clarence became closer, and he was no longer called Minister or Your Excellency, but was called Uncle.