The so-called imperial elite is actually also human beings, and there is nothing special about what they need. Some of www.biquge.info the shops in Uptown are actually no different from those in Downtown, the only difference is in the decoration, the meticulous production of things in the store, and the service attitude of the shopkeepers.

Restaurants specialize in fine dining, clothing stores selling fine clothes, jewelry stores with all kinds of decorations, and weapons shops with a lot of flashy equipment. After wandering around Shangcheng for an afternoon, the area that was not too large was imprinted in Mo Yan's mind.

If you go further into the central area, there is the huge castle where the emperor lived. And since we talked about the emperor, then we have to talk about the system of Maris, the country of Maris is a bit strange to say.

Although the official name is the Holy Maris Empire, there is something that only kingdoms like lords have, and the weakness of the emperor's power is a real shame for the word empire. Of course, there was no feudal lord in Maris, all cities and towns were in charge of officials appointed by the emperor, and the county system was clearly different from the kingdom's feudal system.

And this is the reason why the name of the county is still retained in the regional division of Maris, which is the only vestige of the former county system. And the reason why Maris is what he is now is entirely caused by an emperor 700 years ago, as if every country has had a mediocre ruler.

The one seven hundred years ago was a standard faint king. Not only does he love hunting and ignore government affairs, but he also likes to appoint people who look very talented, but are actually straw bales as ministers.

During a group hunt, one of his most spoiled ministers. Because of his desire for land, he asked the emperor to learn the kingdom system and divide the land among meritorious officials.

The emperor thought about it for a while, and felt that the surrounding countries seemed to be doing this, so he agreed with a pat on his head. And this decision instantly pushed the entire empire into a civil war, and the nobles who had titles and could own territories were pitted against officials who were not eligible for fiefdoms, and large-scale battles broke out between the two sides.

The feud Romney took advantage of the civil strife in Maris, and the army directly entered the territory of Maris, and even attacked the city of Giza, burning, killing, looting and doing all kinds of evil.

Had it not been for the Temple of Power, and the agreement between the nobles and officials to fight the invading enemy, Maris would have perished seven hundred years ago. When Mo Yan read this strange history in Thornland's library, he was moved to tears by the emperor's IQ.

Near the royal castle is the tower of the Mage Guild, and as a high-rise building that can stand so close to the castle, you have to see the respect that the empire has for mages. The teacher of the current emperor of the empire is a departed archmage. With the help of a wise old man, the ruling power of Parral County has slowly been withdrawn from the hands of the emperor.

And in return for the mage's contributions, the mage in the empire has many privileges.

After getting a general idea of the distribution of buildings in the upper city, the two returned to the mansion in the evening, with Camos checking the kitchen preparation and Mo Yan taking a bath in the hot spring bath. Although some cleaning had been done last night, in fact, traces of the road could still be seen on Mo Yan's body.

The beard and hair that have not been trimmed for a long time have grown like weeds, and they can't always be braided at the back of the head. Soaking in the hot springs with the smell of sulfur, Mo Yan's tired body was relaxed. In the large stone pool, the sticky hot spring water is not like the hot spring baths of the earth, and it is all mixed with mineral powder and other things.

I just don't know how this hot spring was introduced, could there be a volcano under Giza that hasn't erupted yet? Or is it just a geothermal hot spring? But Giza is not a city near the sea.

Fished out a cotton towel from the hot spring, twisted it and applied it to his face, Mo Yan closed his eyes and rested. A hot towel will soften the hairs on your face, and it will be much easier to scrape them off later.

The sound of clackling footsteps entered the hot spring bath, and he paused when he was close to Mo Yan, as if he didn't know that there would be someone else here. But then he moved forward and entered the water in the distance of Mo Yan.

This man won't be Camos, he knows he's in the bathroom. But it won't be a servant in the mansion, and the servant obviously won't move what the master can use, so it should be someone from the Thornland family. Camos said he had a younger brother and that the current patriarch was his father.

But according to Camos's description of his father, if an unknown outsider suddenly appears in the bathroom, the only thing he will do is call the guards and kill the guy who has slipped into the bathroom of Bejan's house.

"Hello, Leon. The voice under the towel was a little blurred, Mo Yan stretched out his hand and waved his hand at the place where he entered the water, which was regarded as a greeting, and soaking in the hot spring made people lazy. Because the towel for bathing is wrapped around the waist, neither of them will feel embarrassed.

"I didn't expect to meet you in such a situation. Leon, who was silent for a moment, said: "I went home and heard from the servant that there was a guest from the east, and I was still thinking that it would be the lord from the east. It turned out to be a friend of my brother's acquaintance, and today I'm still looking for news from you. It seems that those who set out today to search along the road can be notified tomorrow that they have withdrawn. ”

"Probably not. Mo Yan took off the towel on his face, looked through the misty pool, looked at the young man who was eight points similar to Camos, and said, "The nightingale was not with me, I was separated from her that night, I don't know if she returned to Giza." ”

"I've reached out to her organization and they'll let me know if she comes back. Leon also looked at Mo Yan and said, "Can you tell me where you came from, and how did you meet your brother?"

People of unknown origin are always wary, and Mo Yan has been ready to take the trouble to explain since he entered Thornland's mansion. Origin, hometown scene, work and status, why he came to Maris, etc., Mo Yan already has a case in his heart. The good thing is that the more lies are told, the fewer loopholes there are.

What's more, Mo Yan still has some real dry goods, mixing some etiquette in Chinese history, history and some customs and human feelings, and an ancient civilization in the East will come to life.

For Mo Yan's description, Leon has been listening quietly, and occasionally some sharp questions pop up, which are easily solved by Mo Yan. But apparently if we keep talking like this, there will definitely be a time when we will show our stuffing in the end. Mo Yan found an opportunity to end the conversation, disposed of the stubble and hair with a knife in the bathroom, and left the bathroom to go back to his room.

The requirements for grooming of the people of Maris are actually similar to those of modern earth. Most men are dressed with short hair, and the longest is only up to the shoulders. Most of the facial beards of young people have been shaved off, and the least of those who can have beards are already middle-aged, and they need a beard to add a sense of majesty to themselves.

Lying on the bed and resting for a while, Mo Yan put on his clothes and came to the restaurant. The long dining table has been covered with a white tablecloth, and dozens of bright three-pronged silver candlesticks are placed on it, illuminating the entire dining room. Although if you calculate it carefully, there are only five people at most, and there is not so much lighting at all.

Camos was already waiting in the restaurant, and when he saw Mo Yan coming, he hurriedly beckoned him to take a seat, and the silver knife and fork in front of him were shining.

"My father probably won't be there. After Mo Yan sat down, Camos sat down next to him and said, "When Leon comes, we can have dinner." ”

"What about your mother?" Mo Yan nodded and said, "Since I came here, I don't seem to have seen your mother. ”

"Hehe, mother, she ......" Camos smiled a little awkwardly and said, "She hasn't lived with us for a long time, and if you have the opportunity to go to Bura, my grandfather's house, I can take you to meet her." ”

Mo Yan had a clear expression, and the upper class of society was complicated. If it was in an ordinary family, Mo Yan might understand this as family disharmony, but Sang Land is a high-level nobleman, so the status of the woman who will marry will not be low, and this will often be mixed with interests and conspiracy.

Without waiting long, Leon arrived with his maid into the dining room. It didn't need to be introduced to the two conveniences, which made Camos a little strange, but when he learned what happened in the bathroom, he understood why.

The throne was vacant, and Camos picked up a brass bell and shook it. The servant, who was standing aside, went to the back kitchen, and after a moment pushed the dining cart back.

"Camos, what about your etiquette?" Before the food in the dining car was served on the table, the thick door of the restaurant was pushed open, and the middle-aged man who looked stern-looking strode in, staring at the stunned Camos with a displeased face and said, "Who told you that you can start the dinner without permission before the host of the house arrives?"

"I'm sorry father, I didn't know you were coming. Camos quickly stood up and said.

Of course, Thornland's mansion would not have more than one place to dine, and Camos knew that his father might not like his new friend, so he chose the one that was further away from the study. But out of good upbringing, Camos still had his father informed, but he didn't expect him to come.

With an elder like a lion, this meal is not destined to be enjoyable. Especially the way he stared at Mo Yan, looking at garbage. Even Mo Yan, who was not short-tempered, was also angry in his heart. But he's Camos's father, and no matter what kind of person he is, he should be patient.

The food of the Thornland family, although it is much more exquisite than the ones Mo Yan has seen. But in fact, if it weren't for the fact that there were a lot of ingredients that had never been seen before, the level of this meal was really average.

Eating in silence was the most basic etiquette, and Mo Yan's great appetite made Duke Nick's eyes even more contemptuous. The real aristocracy is never very well eaten, and they do not need to work, and they often only need a small amount to eat. Unless you are a fat person, a large amount of food is synonymous with inferior people.

"I don't care where you're from. Nick, who had finished his meal very unpleasantly, threw the napkin that had wiped his lips on the table, stood up and planned to leave, and said: "You can get out of here in a few days, not everyone is qualified to be a friend of Thornland's eldest son, especially an inferior person like you." ”

didn't give Mo Yan any chance to speak, and Duke Nick, who was furious, left the restaurant with Barcelo.

"I'm sorry, but my father was a little rude. After Nick left, Leon also wiped his mouth and got up and said, "I'll go talk to him, Mr. Cliff can stay here for as long as he wants, Thornland will never be stingy with guests." ”