After entering the door, the housekeeper's grandfather just wanted to take off his coat for Wren, but unexpectedly found that someone was one step ahead of him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 He furrowed his brows slightly, his face remained silent, but there was some curiosity and scrutiny hidden in the depths of his eyes as he looked at the young man who was following Wren. He didn't notice this young man who didn't have much sense of existence just now, maybe because he was so beautiful, and the housekeeper's grandfather regarded him as a mistress of Wren or something, so he subconsciously ignored his existence.

But obviously, judging from the current situation, this guy who looks a bit like a woman should be Rennes's butler when he was in Ortlenburg. The housekeeper's grandfather was both relieved and a little sad. In a blink of an eye, I have served this family all my life, and it seems that I am about to retire.

He did not disagree with old age, as a family experienced the most glorious years and the lowest period, he is already an inseparable member of the family. He loved this family as much as he loved his own life, even more than his own life. So he understood that his old brain and thinking could no longer serve Young Master Wren. He's really too old, thinking, acting, reacting, energetic...... , far from being able to compare with the young man in front of him who looks only in his teens and twenties.

He was jealous of the young man, so he had to let it go.

He stretched out his hand covered with gray-brown spots like a chicken's claw and grabbed the young man's arm tightly, and the young man paused, turned to look at the housekeeper's grandfather. The housekeeper's grandfather's voice was very low, even though the years had left indelible marks on his body, but it could not change his magnetic voice, but because of the passage of time, it became more and more intoxicating, "What is your name, young man." ”

Wren also realized something at this time, he just sighed slightly and left the entrance directly. Every thing, a person, everything in this world is ultimately a cycle, constantly turning. His resolute departure made him even more resolute in the idea of the housekeeper's grandfather, who smiled very kindly, and there was a determination in his eyes that did not match his age.

"My name is Funkos, old gentleman. Funkos hung Wren's clothes on a hanger beside him, and he bowed to the butler grandfather, who he also knew who he was here. For such a steward who has been loyal to a family for decades, Funkos has only endless admiration, and he also wants to be such a person, and the opportunity is now in front of his eyes.

"Funkos ......", the old man's consciousness was in a trance, and he silently recited the name in his mouth, and the next moment he came back to his senses, laughing self-deprecatingly, and the loose skin at the corners of his eyes could not be tauted by fat and muscle tissue, and collapsed. I'm so old, I can't get distracted, even five years ago, I wouldn't have behaved so badly. He remembered that during this time he lived alone in this empty manor, and spent almost all his time in a daze every day, except for simple food and exercise.

He would sit in the sun and bask in the heat that was unbearable for others, but only slightly warm to him, and then start to reminisce about his life. As soon as he sits, he will laugh happily with his memories all day, and he will also scold because of an infuriating thing in his memory. Every day is so fulfilling and so ...... Emptiness.

He could feel that the great force of life was struggling to escape from his body, unwilling to stay for him for even a moment.

Stunned for a moment, the housekeeper patted his forehead and looked at Feng Kos sincerely, "I'm old, for Young Master Wren, for the entire Golden Thorn Family, I'm too old, and I have lost the role I should have. I will not disobey old age, in the face of time, even a god has to bow his noble head, let alone an ordinary old man like me?", he grabbed Phonkos's hand tightly, clenched it hard, and his cloudy eyes became sharp, "I have given you everything here, everything I love, everything I love. You have to promise me that even in the face of death, you will never take a step back!"

Grandpa Butler shook his hand vigorously and grabbed Phonkos, "Promise me!"

Endless time and space seemed to blend in each other's eyes, and Phonkos seemed to see through the length of time, through the solemnity of the years, and he suddenly saw an ignorant teenager who was sent into this house. Time is a river, and time is the ...... of the river.

Vonkos pursed his lips and nodded vigorously, he was so sacred in his heart at the moment, "I promise you!"

Grandpa Butler grinned, he took Phonkos's hand and walked to his workshop, "If you want to help Young Master Rennes, first you have to figure out how many families there are in this imperial capital, what the family emblem of each family is, and what characteristics and characteristics they have. What kind of preferences do these patriarchs have, what are their habits, and what kind of relationship do they have with the Thorn Family......"

The small door of the studio was pushed open, and Funkos looked dumbfounded behind the butler grandfather, a huge bookshelf that occupied the front wall, and looked like there were at least a thousand or as many as a few thousand.

As if seeing Phonkos's concern, the butler smiled slightly, "Don't worry, as long as you are confident, you will definitely be able to read it all." Although the mystery of magic is not obvious in this era, and many people have forgotten the greatness and mystery of magicians and magic, there are some things that exist after all, and exist in some inheritance.

Wren knew why Grandpa Butler was looking for Phonkos, this was the inheritance, the inheritance that could not be seen among the commoners. Inheritance is sacred and sad, and when inheritance comes to people's minds, it means the passing of an era. Grandpa Housekeeper is indeed old, he has served the head of the family for three generations, and he can no longer continue to face the increasingly treacherous politics.

Wren was not forced to come to the imperial capital, as one might think.

His return was planned.

As a city lord, his power in the province of Bell has already aroused the vigilance of many people, and if he is allowed to develop, he will usurp the position of governor in the next step. It may not be right to use usurpation, but it is a smooth transition, and he does not even need the canonization and appointment of Empress Pars to come to the stage - the shadow governor. So whether it's to curb the continued expansion of Wren's power, or to stabilize the current ruling class, Wren must leave Bell Province.

Rising and descending is undoubtedly the best way, at least on the face, and Wren has no excuse to refute.

Wren had considered the new appointment that Empress Pars would give him, and he had thought carefully about many positions, and the Qing Shui Yamen, who could grow hair on his idle body like the Imperial Archives, was also in his consideration. But he never imagined that Empress Pars would appoint him as the head of the First Confidential Section, and in his guess he might be assigned to a place like the Planning Section, where he daydreams all day.

The archives section consists of four parts, the first confidential section, the second examination section, the third planning section, and the fifth secret bureau.

The duties of the Confidential Section are a bit more complicated, a bit like a secretary, and you can always access some important confidential documents that have been archived, and if necessary, you can investigate matters related to these important confidential documents. To put it bluntly, it's a kind of nosy according to the map. To say that there is no power, there is a little, but to say that there is power, people in many departments are actually not very important. Compared with other departments, the power of the Confidential Section is indeed not very large.

However, this is only for others, if this department falls into the hands of Rennes, it may not be able to become Rennes's "Shangfang Sword". He always believes in a truth, and he is most afraid of the word serious. As long as you are serious, you will definitely be able to find a way and path that suits you, including this idle position.

This time there are only him and Fontos in the first batch of the imperial capital, Fontos will be the successor of the great butler in charge of all the affairs of the entire Thorn Family, and the power is also extremely heavy, and there are a lot of things that need to be understood and learned, so he must be with Wren. Harvey Rennes left him in Ortlenburg while giving him a certain amount of power to stabilize his big rear. Leaving Ortronburg does not mean abandoning that place, as long as Wren does not die for a day, Ortrenburg will have the surname Alcania for a day.

Alma's heart is not ruthless enough, his hands are not black enough, and he is barely enough in a small rural place like Bell Province, but it may not be useful to get the imperial capital, so Alma also stayed in Bell Province to collect intelligence for Wren and monitor the changes in the entire Bell Province by the way.

Hugo would then come with some supplies and servants, and this young man was very quiet when he was quiet, and very crazy when he was crazy, which was very suitable for the political environment of the imperial capital. Here, pay attention to either silently put away the minions and hibernate deeply. Or just move like thunder and leave no trouble. Undoubtedly, Hugo is a very suitable person, he can't be a staff member, but he is too suitable to be an executioner.

If Bolson hadn't shown his innocent side in Veneer, Wren would have really brought him to the imperial capital, but unfortunately this man eventually made Wren disappointed in him. He is not ruthless enough, how can he survive on the battlefield of the imperial capital, where there is no blood? Weak, naïve, and benevolent, he can only become a weapon in the hands of others to kill himself, and he will definitely not become his own help.

From the current point of view, there is still too little power that can be used in the hand.

Talent......!

The most urgent task now is to recruit a group of capable people and cultivate party henchmen.

Without too much entanglement, after a simple freshening up, Wren went to bed. Lying on the bed to the extreme, looking at the gold-painted ceiling, Wren almost lost sleep that night, and did not fall into a deep sleep until after three o'clock in the middle of the night.