"These bastard boys!"

The first to react was the man who followed the ceremonial officer, who was furious and about to rush over and grab the three little boys.

Seeing this, the guards at the door also made some moves.

At this moment, the ceremonial officer waved his hand to persuade everyone to come back: "It's okay, it's just a bunch of stinky boys who don't know anything." ”

The ceremonial officer was very angry, but he didn't particularly care, a few children just sang ballads, although the lyrics seemed to involve him, and they were not good.

But as the court ceremonial officer of the Heaney royal family, he still has a bit of a stomach, he really can't pull the butts of these children in Beicheng, but the person who spread these ballads behind him is the culprit.

After all, where children compose their own songs, it is usually others who teach these little boys.

The three little boys frolicked, not as if they had no idea what was strange in the courtyard, and sang the ballad again and again, and sang it several times, away from the street.

It didn't take long for the hostess and the others to see the three little boys, but there was still a faint sound of strange singing in the street.

The ceremonial officer's face was very bad, and he beckoned his entourage to approach, and said sharply: "Go and find out, who did those three stinky boys learn this ballad from!"

The entourage man nodded hurriedly in response.

On the other side, Sleta was eating in the cafeteria, eating a little carelessly, as if thinking about something.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the restaurant, and it was Bereth.

Sreta was overjoyed when she saw Berez, and hurriedly beckoned her to come closer.

"How's it going?"

"Back to the little master, I've already arranged everything..."Bereth's face was a little weird, she stood next to Sresta and bent down slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Speaking of the little master, is this useful?"

"It doesn't matter if it's useful or not! Anyway, the ceremonial officer will bring other officials to target me, so I can't suffer this loss!" Sleta said viciously, and the fork in her right hand was directly inserted into the meat of the dinner plate: "You shouldn't have any accidents, right? When it comes to spreading songs, you can find a few civilians to arrange it, and you can't find people from your family." ”

"Of course, this is, the little master has told me before, and of course Beres will not forget. Berez smiled, "I found a drunken man in the Southside Tavern with my hood on, and gave him a small amount of money to teach the ballad to the other kids. Of course, not only in the south of the city, but also in the other two city pubs, I chose a few people. ”

"That's good. Sreta nodded.

"Little master, is this really useful?" Beres hesitated for a moment, and decided to ask again, otherwise she would be puzzled in her heart.

"I don't know what it can do, but it would be nice to be disgusting him. The etiquette officer's reputation in the capital is not very good, and I don't mind breaking it a little more. And the biggest advantage of this thing is that it is not easy to trace the traces, as long as you just went out to run errands and did not expose it, the ceremonial officers will not know that it was my hand at all. ”

Beres nodded.

"Besides, Bereth. If it doesn't work out, then that's it, anyway, I'm just losing a little coin, so I'll be angry. If it succeeds, then it will not be as simple as disgusting the ceremonial officer. Sleta grinned at the thought of something.

Beres scratched her head, a little puzzled: "Little master, it's just that the children are singing a ballad, is there anything outstanding?"

"Most of the children have nothing to do every day, so they like to play together in piles of two or three, and if one of the children knows a song, the other children will learn it, and then it won't be long before a bunch of children will learn the song... Bereth, think about it. If in a few days, all the children in the capital will learn this ballad, then this influence will not be small. ”

Beres was still puzzled: "But little master, this is a song that mocks and slanders the nobles, and the parents of those children should stop them when they hear their children singing this." ”

"It's normal, so I just said it, it's okay if it doesn't work out. But, Bereth, you still don't know much about human nature. Sreta pushed the plate away, and Erlan was in a daze, when she saw this, she quickly woke up and went over to remove the plate and replace it with a soup plate.

Erlan heard that the 10-year-old master Sreta was telling a 20-year-old attendant about human nature, and her mind really couldn't turn around.

Sleta took a few sips of soup, then wiped her mouth with a napkin: "Civilians all have the mentality of hating the rich and hating power, and you said before that the etiquette officer has a bad reputation in the capital, I dare to say that in private, the civilians will also speak ill of the etiquette officer, and letting children sing these songs is also a different way for them to vent their special emotions, and it is also a way to release the pressure of ordinary life." Perhaps the parents of those children would stop their children from singing ballads for fear of being held accountable by the nobles, but if there were more children singing, the parents would invariably acquiesce in this behavior and would not stop it. ”

Beres was stunned: "This... Is it true?"

"So, that's human nature. Besides, the ballad only mentioned the position of the ceremonial officer, but did not name the current ceremonial officer of the Heeni Kingdom. If he was so angry and vented his anger on the children of the capital, could it be that he really went to sleep with those women on the red-light streets?" Sleta couldn't help but laugh, "By the way, Bereth, you shouldn't have eaten yet, you can sit down with me." ”

Beres responded, listening to Sresta's words, she was still muttering, some things that couldn't get around her mind, could things really be as Sreta said, would it really be so smooth?

"Speaking of which, little master, where did you learn this ballad? Could it be the children's song of the Kingdom of Kailie before?"

Sleta smiled disdainfully: "Of course I think of this kind of ballad, anyway, there are ballads that slander the powerful in any kingdom, and if you catch it, you can adapt it casually and it will be a new ballad." ”

Beres sat in her chair in a daze, she had always thought that the ballad was a ballad circulated in other kingdoms, after all, she had never heard anything like it, and she didn't expect that it was written by Sreta herself.

If the means are not hard enough, the body must be soft.

Sleta knew that she couldn't compete with other nobles such as ceremonial officials, so she softened her body and hid behind Queen Xenia, as long as the limelight passed, she was still the little girl of the knight captain's family, and she was still the noble Sleta.

But in Sresta's eyes, the ceremonial officer was frantically targeting her, causing her to be furious.

Since your own means are better than you on the table, it is not necessarily under the table.

As the saying goes, it's easy to dodge with open guns, but it's hard to defend against hidden arrows, and among the real nobles, they don't bother to do things like this kind of rumors and slanders.

The aristocracy is more inclined to compare whose fists are bigger and whose means are more ruthless.

Only civilians would be inclined to prioritize the protection of themselves and then covertly denigrate others.

Sleta is not a commoner, she is a pariah, and these little tricks are more slippery than ordinary people.

Growing up in a slum cellar, she didn't learn much, but she had a lot of disgusting methods.

Most of these disgusting methods are in the slum's cellar, and they are like family property.

The same is true of humanity in Sresta's eyes.