"Yikes!"

Celeste ran on the snow with a smile, dodging left and right, Wren followed unhurriedly and chased after him, and the snowballs in his hand from time to time were full of deterrence. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After more than a month of cats in the city lord's mansion, the weather finally began to warm, and the sun hung high in the sky, waking up everything that had been sleeping for a winter. Although the temperature at this time is much higher than before, the cold wind blows on the face like a knife. Unable to resist Celeste's pleading, Wren nodded and agreed to accompany her out to walk in the snow. First, two snowmen were piled up, one large and one small, and the sheepskin gloves were also soaked, and the two of them were bare-handed, and their hands began to get hot before they stopped.

Celeste didn't know when he held a snowball, and suddenly smashed it at Wren, and was suddenly smashed on the corner of his forehead, and the broken snow stuck to his forehead, hair, and fell all over, very embarrassed. In order to teach the little girl how to be polite, Wren deliberately held a huge snowball and chased after Celeste.

Screaming and running, whether running in front or chasing behind, the depression brought about by a winter quietly melts away with laughter, just like ice and snow in the sun.

Maybe he couldn't run, Celeste held his knees with both hands, bent over and gasped for breath, showing an expression begging for mercy, "Brother Wren, spare me, I really didn't mean to." The frozen red little face was particularly delicate in this white world, a sly flash flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked upward, obviously preparing something.

Wren had already discovered that Celeste had to grab some snow in his hand from time to time when he was running, but at this moment he pretended not to know, since he put down his burden to relax, why should he be too smart? Happiness is the most important thing! He snorted a few times, approached Celeste's side, and tilted his head, "It's too late to know that it's wrong, I'm the big demon king city lord who everyone is afraid of, little girl, you accept your fate!" When he pretended to press the snowball in his hand, Celeste shook his body and moved sideways towards Wren, and at the same time, a large piece of "snow cake" in his hand was also pressed to Wren's face.

With a pop, the snow cake was completely covered on Wren's face, and Celeste forgot to run away, looking at Wren cutely, "Why don't you dodge?"

Xuebi trembled for a while, revealing a mouth, "If I dodge, how can I catch you little girl?"

Only then did she realize that she was being held in Wren's arms, and Wren held up the big snowball with bad intentions, and pressed it on Celeste's head at once, and did not forget to rub it vigorously. Pieces of crumbling snow slowly slipped down her silky flaxen hair into her collar, and Celeste shivered and shivered, causing Wren to laugh. He laughed as he wiped the snowflakes from his face, and the little girl looked at him and laughed along.

There is no deceit in laughter, there is no conspiracy and calculation, laughter is not for money, power, just because of happiness, sometimes happiness is priceless.

After tidying up his dress and makeup, Celeste took Wren's arm and walked up and down, humming an unknown tune. Wren led her towards the house, and as he went, asked, "Do you remember a letter I wrote to the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc before winter?"

Celeste was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly nodded, "I remember, it's about Yuehua's sword technique." She said as she slowed down, her eyes widening wider, "Isn't it......?" Did the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc agree?"

Looking at the nervous Celeste, Wren nodded, yesterday evening, the reply from the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc had already arrived in Ortlenburg, and she did not refuse Wren's excessive request, and agreed to it. Of course, Wren doesn't have to give nothing, he also has to give Joan of Arc something in exchange. In politics, indecent men and women have reached a position like Joan of Arc, and politics has long been deeply engraved into the bone marrow, and the political literacy of politicians cannot be distinguished simply by men and women.

What the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc wants is simple and simple, but it is also precious, what she wants is not wealth, not something, some intelligence, but at some point in the future, Wren must say a word for her.

Orlando VI has abdicated, and her era should almost come to an end, and the new Orlando VII is not Orlando VI and has little emotional foundation with her. Joan of Arc was also a woman of good measure, and as soon as the reign of Orlando VI came to an end, she turned in her resignation and returned to her fiefdom. Joan of Arc, an old woman, is very calm and sensible, she did not take the favor of the previous emperor to her and did not take the new emperor seriously, pretending to be an elder annoyance, but was careful everywhere, knowing that her embarrassing situation was very likely to sow the seeds of destruction for her family.

A Grand Duke of a non-golden family and a divine bloodline is too dangerous.

If Wren becomes the emperor, he will definitely make a move against the imperial archduke like Joan of Arc, if he can't trust her completely, then he can only destroy her!

For such a sentence can be exchanged for a legendary combat skill, Wren didn't think too much about it, and asked the messenger to bring back the news, when the new emperor was crowned on March 1, he would meet in the imperial capital.

Enthronement and coronation are not the same concept, enthronement can be said to announce to the world, the largest aristocratic patriarch of the empire has changed, and the next leader of the royal family has appeared. And coronation is the inheritance and recognition of power, and only by being crowned with the blessings of other golden nobles, the emperor can dominate the power in his hands. Before her coronation, all the policy changes she made had to be handed over to the old emperor in the end.

As one of the golden nobles, Wren naturally had to participate in the coronation ceremony on behalf of the Golden Thorn, and he also had to say a few words.

When the little girl learned that the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc had agreed to Wren's request, she was overjoyed, and laughed fiercely, and her mouth could not be closed. That was the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc, the only female nobleman in the Orlando Empire who relied on force to seal the country! During the Holy Empire, such a person as the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc could be called a "king"! It was unthinkable to get her inheritance.

In the distance, Phonkos leaned closer, Wren frowned slightly, and then relaxed, he patted Celeste's small hand, which was cold and distressing, "You go back first, I may have something to do." ”

Celeste glanced at Vonkos, who smiled bitterly and lowered his head, this little lady seemed to be annoyed that she had come at the wrong time, but he didn't want to, but Wren had told him that he must inform him as soon as possible.

Celeste curtsied and trotted away, before Phonkos leaned over and bowed his head and saluted, "My lord, there's news from Harvey, it's ready." ”

After the beginning of spring, the entire province of Bell faced a slave famine, a not long but extremely cold winter, which caused a large number of slaves to die in the harsh winter. Sometimes the world is really ridiculous, slaves are not human beings, slaves are also human beings, but just because the price of slaves is not even comparable to the cost of food and warmth for a slave for a whole winter, many people simply choose to let the slave die. During the winter, which lasted for nearly three months, the cost of food, heating, clothing, hot water, etc., for a hundred days was more than twenty silver coins, and in case the slaves fell ill, they had to spend money to treat them. If you give up treatment, the supplies for them to survive the winter will be wasted.

Instead of wasting money here, it is better to wait for the beginning of spring and spend a dozen silver coins to buy another one, but you can save a lot of money.

Is it cruel? Probably!

But no one thought it was a cruel thing, and all the slaves were consumables except for the top ones!

In order to gather the slaves needed by the market before the slave famine broke out, the slave hunt was naturally on the agenda, and this year's slave hunt was bigger than any previous year, and only three slave merchants in the entire province of Bell were granted permission to trade and operate, so Harvey built a luxurious slave hunting team, 700 knights and 1,500 infantry, enough to push small and medium-sized tribes in the Salme Mountains. This time, Harvey was targeting 5,000 to 8,000 slaves, and it was only the first batch after the beginning of spring, followed by the second and third batches...... until the onset of winter this year.

Wren actually wanted to go with him, he had only seen the slave hunt in writing, but he had not experienced it personally, but now the city was still inseparable from him, which made him a little regretful.

"Let all the councillors of the neighborhood come to the City Lord's Mansion, I have something to announce. Wren pondered for a moment, looked at the cloudless weather at this time, and decided to reform some civil affairs in Ortlenburg.

It's not that he's foolish, although he is destined to leave the city, but as long as his power in the empire grows, the city will never be out of his grasp. In addition, whether some novel policies are suitable for the world and whether they can play a role or not requires a stage for experimentation. There is no doubt that Ortlenburg is one such city. Can the top echelons of the empire not know what he is tossing around here? I must know it, why do we pretend not to know or even allow him to act recklessly in the eyes of others, it is because the top rulers of the empire and Wren have the same mentality at this time, and they all want to see where the city will go under Wren's toss.

Using the city as a model, absorbing good policies for their own use, and discarding those that are useless and harmful, this is the real attitude of a large number of imperial rulers, including Wren.

At the end of the day, it's just a bunch of untouchables.

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