Xu Zheng was very happy in the original tavern, and in the afternoon, the regent Cézanne came unexpectedly. Of course, in the face of a deficit treasury and huge debts, it is a hell of a man to sit still in the palace.

The Wilderness Tavern is different from other taverns, and the customers who come to the door in the afternoon business are familiar customers who are not familiar with each other. Because they are regular customers, they all know some of the inside stories of the Wilderness Tavern, such as this Wilderness Tavern is not so simple, its rise is because of the commoner prince Xu Zheng. With him as the link between commoners and royalty, it's not uncommon for the occasional Samuel royal to be here. Don't you see that the little prince and the little princess like to run here on the winged tiger? Legend has it that even the queen likes to come here to help out and do some work like settling accounts. The deep palace compound of the palace has its wealth and luxury, but there is also a place where it is not easy and happy, so it will naturally force them to run here.

So when Cézanne came in, everyone only looked up at him, and when they sensed his distinctive royal temperament, they automatically and spontaneously lowered their voices to talk and laugh, and made way for him.

The quality of Samus's royal people is indeed extraordinary, with the compelling luxury of the royal family, but without the condescending style of the royal family, including Cézanne. So Cézanne entered the door and bowed with a smile, and found an inconspicuous corner to sit down.

It was the first time he had come to the Wilderness Tavern, and after he sat down, he began to look at the Tavern in the lower city with a thunderous name. At first glance he didn't see anything out of the ordinary, until a stocky monster that clattered like an upside-down bucket came to his feet, and Cézanne was surprised.

At first he didn't understand what it was, only that there was a circle of small lights above its head that kept flashing, making strange and funny beeping sounds, and it was bumping around like a headless fly. It swirled and swam around under his feet, then spun away and ran the other way a moment later. After sucking the garbage thrown by customers into his stomach and running away to another place, Cézanne realized that it was a garbage cleaner-like prop.

It's a fun thing. Is it the first time I've seen it, who made it? Cézanne began to speculate in his heart, and after guessing for a long time, he could only attribute his origin to Xu Zheng, and this kind of strange thing could only be related to him. He guessed half right, this sweeping robot is indeed related to Xu Zheng. But it was not made by Xu Zheng, but by the skillful hands of the dwarf clan.

The entry of this senior technician made by Ling Meimei's father is better than that used by the dwarfs themselves, and the advantage is that with the help of some scientific and technological ideas provided by Xu Zheng, the energy circuit has been simplified and then integrated into the alarm system, which was originally intended to be mass-produced and put into the mechanical guardian team of Orson Manor. However, after testing, it was found that its disadvantages outweighed its advantages, such as its aimless wandering, which made the cleaning efficiency not high. So only three were made for the race. Of course, due to too many shortcomings, Ling Meimei's father was not admitted to the senior technician, and the three works were revealed. The other two were running around in the square of Orson Manor, and this one was given to Xu Zheng.

The Wilderness Tavern is small, and this thing slothes aimlessly everywhere. The efficiency is not low. With it, the floor of the tavern appears very clean.

Cézanne was still looking at it with interesting eyes, and when the waiter came over to ask Cézanne what he was drinking, Cézanne once again sensed the difference of the Wilderness Tavern. First of all, it was very quiet compared to other taverns, and all the drinkers were talking in whispers, weaving into a low humming sound. It's nowhere near as noisy as the other taverns where people laugh and talk. Secondly, the waiter's service is very active, and he has already taken the initiative to come up before the customer orders the drink, and hand you a form with the name of the drink, and let the customer choose according to the name on it. When you see what you don't understand, you are kind and carefully explained, and you are not in a hurry, such a service attitude makes people feel good, as long as the customer is not shy in the bag, more or less will give a little tip.

For the first time, Cézanne saw the practice of tipping, and he couldn't help but be amused by the fact that he had tipped five silver coins to the waiters he served. The waiter was even more enthusiastic when he got the tip, and he was almost leaking a trickle of explaining to Cézanne the characteristics of the various drinks.

At this time, the guards who protected Cézanne chose a position conducive to protection, sat down, and drank the wine brought by the waiter. They all like to escort people to the wilderness tavern, because this is the only place where you can drink the best wine in the imperial capital, and not anywhere else.

And as soon as they enter the wilderness tavern, they can relax, and their nerves don't have to be so tense all the time to worry about someone who will endanger the safety of those who need protection. Because there's an extremely tough tavern guy here—a middle-aged uncle known as Quincy.

How tough he is, a small thing is enough to prove. For about three months, they protected the queen to come here to relax, and one day because a would-be sword saint didn't know that the woman with the black veil on her face was the queen, he drank too much wine and tried to lift the queen's veil to see what she looked like. As a result, under the angry reprimand of the proprietress Lucina, the middle-aged uncle did not hesitate to pull his sword and kill him, chasing him for ten streets, knocking out the two teeth of the quasi-sword saint before coming back with a cold face.

What is the strength of the quasi-sword master? The quasi-sword master refers to the kind of powerful swordsman who already has the strength of the sword master but lacks the sword intent in the state of mind, and they can ascend to the sky in one day to become the sword master with only one step of crossing. Although the vast majority of people will never be able to cross this threshold in their lives, the strength of approaching the Sword Saint is there, and it is really not easy to provoke. For a character like himself who can only be won by relying on crowd tactics, Uncle Quincy chased him for ten streets with a single sword, and knocked down two of his front teeth in blood. Not only that, but afterwards, the would-be sword saint didn't dare to come to the door to retaliate, what kind of strength does this uncle who looks handsome and doesn't seem to have any force value, and what kind of background can teach him like that?

Since then, no one dared to make trouble in the wilderness tavern, and all the guards who came here looked at Uncle Quincy with a silent admiration. There are very few sword saints in the Aris Continent, and there are few quasi-sword saints. Being able to beat a quasi-sword saint into such a bull fork character, in the Aris continent, a world that advocates martial arts, is of course extremely respected.

But the uncle himself didn't think it was good at all, and still did what he did as a servant, and every day when he opened the door, he came out with a broom to sweep the floor, and stood behind the proprietress Lucina with a cold face to help her take care of the shop. Except for being a little ridiculously handsome, there doesn't seem to be anything outstanding. Not...... The only thing that has to be said is that this handsome uncle almost never laughs, and even if he laughs, his smile can't reach his eyes, which makes people look cold all over, and feel that when he laughs, he is not as good as when he is not smiling.

Fortunately, this kind of smile is incomprehensible to ordinary people, and you have to have some strength to read the coldness in his eyes, otherwise no one would dare to approach him. Those who can understand will understand that this person is a poisonous snake with its fangs folded, and it cannot be provoked alive. Once he provokes his fangs, it will definitely be either death or injury.

With him here, the Wilderness Tavern is a very safe place, and the guards can relax and really have a good mood to taste the fine wine of the wilderness and the snacks next door.

Right now, the handsome uncle came to Cézanne with a glass of wine, squinted his eyes and stared at Cézanne, the eyes in his two eyes fell on Cézanne's face very intently, like a poisonous snake discovering its prey, and it was making a hissing sound that human ears could not hear, and if it was not there, it would strike at him like lightning!

The viper-like eyes were really shocking, and Cézanne's face was moved for a moment before he calmed down, and calmly raised his eyes to look at Quincy.

"Quincy?"

Quincy put the glass in front of Cézanne, sat down across from him, and said, "Lord Regent, Cézanne?"

The sound was small, but it was as shocking as thunder to Cézanne's ears. Cézanne's pupils contracted sharply, and only a few people knew before and after the matter of his regency, and this person was hidden in a slum tavern, and he had a good grasp of the dynamics of the entire palace. The ability to grasp the news alone is really frightening.

The green tendons on the back of Cézanne's hand bulged, and then slowly relaxed, and he remembered what his eldest brother Dane said, with Lucina and Xu Zheng, Quincy is by no means an enemy.

So Cézanne smiled, just as Dane had told him another sentence: never do anything bad in life, and not be afraid of a ghost knocking on the door in the middle of the night.

"I am. Cézanne said, "How do you recognize me?"

Quincy smiled slightly, but the smile still couldn't reach his eyes, and he said slowly: "You have to have an eight-point image of His Majesty Dane, and if you recognize Dane, you will recognize you." You are sharper than Dane, far less stable and benevolent than him, and I am more optimistic about your eldest brother. ”

Cézanne was stunned, and found that this Quincy really spoke mercilessly as the eldest brother said, which was really degrading to himself, as if he didn't look down on it at all. Of course, this is not entirely true, according to Dane, if Quincy looks down on a person, he doesn't even bother to talk to you. He took the initiative to come over and speak, at least not too badly, right?

Don't be an enemy with Quincy, Dane said the same, so Cézanne looked at Quincy calmly and tried his best to express his sincerity: "Sooner or later, my regents will be revealed, and if my eldest brother is not there, I will be as good as him." Sir Quincy, can you believe me or not? Although I do have intentions for the throne, I am not competing with my eldest brother for anything. ”

Quincy looked at Cézanne calmly, counted his fingers one by one, and said, "A year ago, I definitely didn't believe it." You have no chance to sit in front of me like this, and I will have three choices: tie you to my chariot, I will jump on your chariot, or kill you. But now ......"

Eyes turned, and saw Lucina pouring wine there, a strand of curly hair hanging down from her cheeks as if it was making her cheeks itch, she was trying to clip it to her ear, a small small movement was done by her as a real amorous and beautiful look. There is also Xu Zheng, who ran fast with a plate, pouring wine with a smile, and responding to the call of the customer in a loud voice, with a smile on his face like the sun shining, and a loud shout in his mouth: "Coming, coming! ”

Quincy smiled, and the smile reached the bottom of her eyes, and she said, "I believe it." ”

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