The salon of bliss was quietly opened, and this time the gathering was clearly different. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Many people gathered around Hainquis, flattering him, and the matter of Blue Love was no secret, and it was impossible for Gamven's death to be covered up by anyone, not even the Empress of Pars.

As Hainqis naturally replaces his brother as the rightful successor, he will take over the baton of power from his father.

The vast majority of the members of the Elysian Salon are young nobles who have no possibility of inheriting the title, and a large part of the reason why they are addicted to this place, indulging in illusions and unable to extricate themselves, is to escape from reality. Just like Hainquis, they are not much different from their brother and sister. They all received the same education and grew up in the same environment since childhood, but just because they were born one after the other, they have to face completely different lives.

One is high and respected, and the other is like a subordinate, bowing his head in the face of his relatives and abiding by his humility.

In this group of people who are full of confusion and despair about the future, someone suddenly stands up infinitely high, which means that some subtle changes are taking place. In fact, some people already have some bold ideas in their hearts, because before Ganvin's accident, they accidentally saw Hainquis enter the third floor of the manor to meet the organizer of the Elysian Salon, a mysterious woman.

Eller is very mysterious to these young people, she is not young, she is not the same generation as these young people, there are almost no people who have seen her and know her identity, and Elle's family will not publicize the stain and scandal of this family with great fanfare, so Eller is very mysterious in their eyes.

Human beings are intelligent animals, and the first characteristic of intelligent animals is that they can think, and thinking is a very magical power, which is enough to change certain things. They had reason to think of something more, and if there was really any connection between the mysterious master and Gammon's death, or any strange connection to Hainquis's ascendancy, then did it mean that they could also be like Hainquis?

No one will watch power slip out of their hands, especially young people who have lived with the privileges and conveniences of power since childhood, and who are more eager for more power than anyone else.

Now, that's an opportunity.

People kept asking to see the owner of the salon, and the owner of the salon did not continue to maintain independence and mystery this time, she selectively met with some young people, and these young people who were received by the owner of the salon after leaving the manor, the whole person's mental outlook seemed to have changed dramatically.

If before Gammon's death, the salon of Bliss was just a place for extreme illusions and pleasures, then at this moment, it has really become a secret society. All members began to consciously keep silent about the salon of bliss, and closed the door to referrals to those who wanted to join.

People are selfish!

Until they themselves do not succeed in counterattacking and becoming the first in line of succession, they will never let the Elysian Salon have any problems, and the new entrants are obviously very likely to have problems.

Unlike the blissful salons, where they were plotting behind closed doors, the Huenner family's estate was bustling with activity.

A dignified woman, dressed in a long black dress with white ornaments around her waist, stood in a corner of the manor's garden. She didn't smile and nod to the guests, but when they left, she would look sneering.

"When your father was alive, they never came together like they do today, and this manor has never been so lively as it is today. A trace of disdain and contempt flashed in her eyes, "But you see, as soon as your father died, both those who knew and those who did not know him gathered here with extremely expensive gifts. They're not here to honor your father, they're all for that woman. ”

That woman was the Empress of Pars. In the heart of Gampon's wife, she did not like Empress Pars, not even the slightest favor. Ganwen has given everything he has to the Orlando family over the years, including a part of the family. Gampon is a workaholic, a very assertive old-school aristocrat with some machismo.

In the family, he is the heavens, and what he says must be carried out from beginning to end, from top to bottom. He rarely walks romantically in the garden with his wife, and rarely finds time to spend time with his daughter. It's not that he doesn't care about his family, it's just that in his life, the part of his family is so small that he can't care about it compared to the empire.

It's not news that Gampon's wife doesn't like Queen Pars, and no matter who Gampon marries, as long as she is a normal woman, she won't like Queen Pars. Ganwen has given so much for the Orlando family that he has even given his life to the present.

How could this possibly make this woman still respect and love the Empress of Pars?

Ganwen's daughter smiled and didn't speak. Her face was a little pale, and her eyes were as red as rotten apples, rotten red. Even if she rubbed some powder, she couldn't stop her red eyes after the constant pain.

She was noncommittal about her mother's evaluation.

To be honest, it was not Ganwen's wife who was hit the hardest after Ganwen's death, but her daughter. The burden of the entire Xiuenna family was on her at once, she was not married, she was still very young, she didn't know how to run a family and lead a family to glory.

Panicked, uneasy, overwhelmed, and full of anxiety about the future, it seemed that only Empress Pars could give her enough strength to calm her down.

In this girl's eyes, the royal family has always been extremely powerful, and the royal family, which even her father respects, must be much more remarkable than she imagined.

As if sensing her daughter's mentality, Ganwen's wife pursed her lips and didn't complain any more, she raised her chin, "Go ahead, I'll be alone for a while." ”

Ganwen's daughter nodded and walked towards the place where the crowd was most concentrated, where the new stage of her life was located.

Wren also came, and his presence was always indispensable on such occasions, after all, the impact that Gan Wen had on this empire in his life was too great!

As the patriarch of one of the golden nobles, it was necessary for him to appear on this occasion.

"I never thought that old guy would leave this world before me!", the old stubborn of the Capofield family walked over, supported by two young offspring. He had a brown birthmark on his head, age spots all over his body, and the skin on both cheeks was hanging loosely, almost touching his shoulders. However, he was still full of confidence, and seemed to notice that Wren's eyes were looking at the two grandsons beside him, and he kicked on the legs of the grandsons who even forgot their names next to him, and shouted, "Damn, I'm not old enough to die, I don't need anyone to hold me at all!"

The kicked grandson looked aggrieved, his lips moved, and finally he didn't say anything and stood behind the old stubborn.

The old thing was satisfied with his crutches, and his face was proud, "The boy of the Alcanian family ......"

Wren turned his head to look away, and the old thing froze. In the entire imperial capital, Wren was the first to dare to do this to him. Even if Emperor Orlando VI was called twice by him rudely, he had to politely agree. In fact, he, and those who let him, know that what they respect is not the old thing's surname, nor the power in his hands, but his age.

This is the long-term respect and respect of humble life.

The old stubborn blew his beard and glared at Wren, and suddenly laughed for a moment, "Well, Your Excellency, you won." ”

Wren only turned around at this time, facing the old thing, and smiled faintly, "It is said in the covenant that the status, identity, and generation of the patriarch are the same, and no one is more noble than the other, and no one is more humble than the other. If you want others to respect and love you convincingly, you must first learn to respect and love others. ”

Wren's big preaching didn't make the old thing angry, he nodded and said, "Yes, I like what you say." But then again, don't you have a little respect for me at such a big age?"

"The stinging insects in the forest are said to live for thousands of years, but we have never seen anything like it. ”

"You say I'm a stinger?", the old thing's eyes suddenly became round again, the stinging insect is a scavenging insect the size of a palm, with a brownish-black body. The shell of this insect is very hard, and it is good at hiding itself in the humus of the forest, and every time it eats, it can make the soil stinging insect live for at least three to five months.

This insect is useless, there is not much flesh on its body, it is a hard exoskeleton, and the blood has a strange smell, once it is contaminated, it will take a long time to wear off. It can be said that the soil stinging insects have no advantages other than living long enough. In the south, the stinging worm is a curse in some places, like the king in another world.

The old thing is like a cannon fight, just a little bit, and sometimes Wren thinks it is very strange, how can an old man with a bad personality and a fiery temper live so long?

Wren spread his hands and smiled, "I didn't say you were a stinger, it's entirely your own thoughts. ”

The old thing's temper stinks as much as ever, "Then you mean I say I'm a stinger?

"What do you think?"

The atmosphere of drawing swords and crossbows weakened the surrounding communication voices a lot, and some people even moved away for fear of falling victim to the conflict between the two giants. But just when they thought that the two were going to have a more direct conflict, the two suddenly laughed, and there was no tension at all.

There will be no fools or bad tempers among the patriarchs of the Golden Nobles, everything you see is fake. Each wears a myriad of masks, playing a character that is the opposite of their own nature, and the purpose of doing so is to prevent the opponent from finding any opportunity to take advantage of it.

He played the role of the old man very successfully, with a hot temper and a bad personality, and when he got angry, he didn't recognize his six relatives, and even his children and grandchildren, he killed several with his own hands. It's a stinky stone covered in thorns, and no one wants to provoke him, so he succeeds. In the three hundred and seventy-five years since the Orlando Empire was founded, the Cabofield family has always maintained relative neutrality, and they will not take the initiative to trouble anyone, and no one wants to trouble them.

Because the patriarchs of this family are often strange, their personalities may be different, but they also have the same thing - whoever touches them, they bite to death.

It's a perfect shell that keeps the family in the middle, but it's also like a cage that keeps them in the shell.

Now, the empire is facing a very potential upheaval, and the old thing of the Cabofield family, with a keen sense of smell, has already smelled something abnormal, so he himself came to attend such a ceremony in memory of Ganwen.

What he wants to do is actually very simple, that is, to befriend all possible objects, and not to ignore any possibility because of age, status, and identity!

"Turn around slowly, I'll go over there for a ......," Wren pointed to the girl in the distance, and the old thing's face suddenly showed a man-like expression, a greed for good things like he had seen delicious and mouth-watering food.

When Wren walked away, the old man's face quickly retracted, and he held the crutches with both hands and pounded it vigorously, "Two fools still can't help me? Are you blind? Don't you see that my legs are shaking?"

The two young grandsons walked up to the old thing with a blank look on their faces, and supported him, and the old thing breathed a sigh of relief. His weight was almost all on the arms of his two grandchildren, which made him feel a lot more comfortable, at least his legs didn't have to work hard anymore, and he didn't shake anymore.

"Remember, if one day you don't know where the road is, keep an eye on this bastard and follow him. Maybe he's not necessarily going in the right direction, but at least he'll go ahead and split the thorns and keep you calm. As for why he didn't pass the title to his son, it was because he had almost boiled his sons to death, and now there are only two left, and they are old and their brains are not good, so the next patriarch will be selected among the grandchildren.

The two young men glanced at Wren's back at the same time and nodded vigorously.

Wren breathed a sigh of relief after getting rid of the old things of the Capuffels, he didn't like to have too much communication with such old-school characters, their brain circuits were not the same as those of young people, and in short, there was a generation gap.

He also knew very well that an old thing who had lived in the depths of the court for a long time suddenly appeared on such an occasion, which meant that he had a purpose, and in addition to tempting and tempting, he might also come to find a friend. Wren wasn't his friend, but he wasn't his enemy either, and after enough of that, he didn't want to stay with the old thing any longer.

Sometimes those wise old people are also annoying, because they are too experienced and too smart.