In the winter of 1080, on the streets of Lentinium, Victoria, a young man in a shabby cotton coat hurriedly ran by holding a newspaper, he only wanted to run with his head down, and accidentally bumped into a man's body, and the newspaper in his hand was scattered all over the ground, and two of them were blown away by the wind.

It's broken, if something goes wrong with these newspapers, he will definitely be beaten by the boss, it's good to be beaten, in case he is fired, the whole family will starve today.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sir, you're not hurt, are you?"

The panicked young man hurriedly picked up the newspaper on the ground, and hurriedly checked the condition of the gentleman, if the other party was a bad talker, he was in danger.

"I'm fine, these are your newspapers?"

The man who spoke had short thick black hair, no animal ears and no tail, no race, not Victorian anyway.

Could it be that this is a foreign gentleman?

The boy hesitated, and the man opposite him picked up the newspaper for him, pulled out a few of the crumpled ones, and pulled out a few coins from his pocket.

"I bought these newspapers, don't you worry, are you a local?"

"Yes sir, I was born in the outer city."

The man lowered his top hat and smiled kindly, easing the boy's nervousness slightly.

His voice was soft, not a little high-pitched, and he returned the rest of the newspaper to the boy, and then said: "I have come to Lentinium and have not found a place to live, do you have any good recommendations?" ”

The boy was sluggish, and he couldn't believe that this could happen to him.

If it were a foreigner, he might have some thoughts, but the gentleman in front of him, he didn't dare to have the slightest idea.

"Yes sir, I know a nice place, you will be satisfied."

The man smiled: "Okay, you lead the way." ”

The young man looked at him cautiously: "Then sir, what do you call it?" ”

"Mr. Four, just call me Mr. Four."

……

Syllable.

The cold breeze was blowing in front of the newsstand, and a middle-aged man in a coat looked impatiently at his pocket watch, today's newspaper had not yet arrived, and it was a quarter of an hour later than usual, maybe the little cub was lazy somewhere.

He won't want to get his full salary today!

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, if it weren't for the difficult situation now, a few pennies could not hire a suitable adult, but he could hire a child, he would definitely sweep the lazy imp out of the house.

But the good days are not long gone, and I heard that the parliament has already turned upside down, and no one expected that the party would be so radical that he would imprison His Majesty the King!

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but shudder, tightened his coat, and his blue lips squirmed a few times, as if complaining about this damn weather.

"Mr. Karl!"

In the distance, a teenager with a newspaper ran over, and a middle-aged man named Carl squinted his eyes and held his belly up, intending to teach this uneducated boy a lesson in a vicious tone, it was extremely impolite to call someone else's name loudly in public.

Karl opened his mouth, but his eyes drifted back, and he saw a man in a black coat walking towards him, with several newspapers in his hand.

At least decent, in any case, he decided to wait until he got back.

When the young man saw the boss's gloomy face, he couldn't help but shrink his neck, the cold wind poured into his collar, and he trembled, wondering if he could escape today.

"Sir, is there something wrong?"

"Boss, Mr. Four said he wanted to find a place to live!"

Carl couldn't help but glare at the boy, and the frightened little boy quickly closed his mouth.

Mr. Four?

A strange appellation.

But there are so many damn things going on in Victoria, and one more thing is nothing.

Zhou Jinru smiled slightly and said, "I'm really looking for a place to live." ”

Carl looked at the Four Gentlemen, wearing a black top hat, a black coat, and black leather shoes, which were in stark contrast to his collar as white as snow and lined with a crimson tie.

I have to say that this man looks very decent.

"Well, Mr. Four, do you have identification?"

"Yes."

Zhou Jinru stood still, but his tone was firm, and Carl was not suspicious.

Now there is a curfew at 8 p.m. in Lentinium, and people who do not have ID cannot stay in hotels and will definitely be arrested by the police station, which is overwhelmed and the cells are full of people.

There is no doubt that the chaos will continue until the old men of the council have not fought for an answer, and I don't know when it will be the end.

Carl subconsciously inhaled to close his belly, and coughed lightly twice: "Mr. Four, I am indeed managing an apartment, two days ago, a tenant quit the rent, and there happened to be a vacant room, I took the liberty of asking, how long do you plan to live?" ”

"Two or three days, or a week or two, it's not good, but it won't be too long."

"Oh, that's it, the rent thing, let's go back and talk about it, it's cold here, my wife made pies, you'll like it."

Zhou Jinru lowered his head and smiled: "That's great." ”

……

In 1080, Vena is also a little girl, and the rivet points to this historical node, and she should be found.

Zhou Jinru didn't know much about Victoria during that period, only knew that a major event had happened, which was enough to change history.

One of Victoria's kings was executed, and the country entered a period of aristocratic co-rule without a king.

Unexpectedly, Madame Leon, who had not been concerned about the world for many years, stepped forward, and the nobles who supported Aslan instantly found the backbone and maintained the fragile balance for a while, even if the regent Trasis entered Lentinium later, it could not change anything.

"The death of Madame León late in the Restoration Festival cleared the last hurdle for Tracys, who took over Lentinium despite the disapproval of his position in power."

Zhou Jinru remembered the ring on Vena's right hand.

Twenty minutes later, I followed Carl to his apartment, which was a four-story building, most of the lime on the exterior wall had fallen off, and the ash was fluttering, and there was no vitality to be seen, and there was a cold smell coming from the entrance of the stairs, presumably the decoration would not be too good.

Such buildings are common in the outer city, and Zhou Jinru has seen many times in sitcoms, where the tenants are basically ordinary people who live in the city, the rent is low, the environment is better than the slums, and people are trying to maintain the only decency, at least to make themselves look less bad.

"Mr. Karl."

As soon as Carl returned, the two men guarding the door of the apartment immediately surrounded him, embarrassing him.

He grimaced: "What's the matter?" ”

"The ...... of Rent"

As soon as he heard the word rent, Karl immediately interrupted them rudely: "Rent is not something I can decide!" ”